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(dramatic theme playing)

(indistinct chatter)

(woman crying quietly)

It's going to be okay. (sniffles)

(speaks Russian)

( woman continues crying quietly )

Hello?

I'm okay.

Katja? I'm sorry.

Sorry.

(shrieks)

(thumping, clattering)

(muffled screaming)

WOMAN (on recording): I'm sorry. I...

I d-- I didn't mean to.

I didn't mean to.

(P.A. chimes)

ANNOUNCER (over P.A.): Dear guests,

the ice rink will be closing in ten minutes

due to hockey practice.

(ominous theme playing)

(buzzer sounds)

ANNOUNCER (over P.A.): The ice rink is closing due to hockey practice.

(dramatic theme playing)

(dramatic theme playing)

(car approaching)

(engine idling)

What? LUKAS: Come on.

We need to go to the station. Now.

Elena is missing. What?

We've got Rudi down at the station. Oh, okay.

Okay.

So, I've tried to, uh, talk to him,

but he's just not responding at all.

I mean, he's almost catatonic.

Poor kid. Mm.

How long was he there for?

Well, the employee that called it in

said that she'd seen him alone, like, an hour before,

but she just assumed that Elena was there.

Apparently, they're regulars.

Did she have any idea where Elena went?

No. No, none whatsoever.

You tracked her phone?

Rudi has it.

Fuck.

Can we get over it?

What?

Dinner party from hell.

Sure.

Uh, I found this by the glacier.

What do you make of it?

Why scribble all over it and put it back?

Someone's messing with us.

Yeah.

MAGNUS: Uh, Rudi, I need you to calm down, please.

Hey, Rudi? Y-You...

(speaking in Russian)

Uh, the IHS is sending someone over.

Do you want to sit?

It'll be okay.

You want your mother, sweetie?

I know. I know.

I know.

(crying)

It's okay.

It's okay. MAGNUS: Uh...

probably shouldn't tou-touch him.

HULDA: It's okay.

You're okay.

You're okay.

(phones ringing in distance) (indistinct chatter)

(dramatic theme playing)

Hello, mate.

You okay?

(chuckles)

You hungry? Food?

All right.

(laughs)

What an idiot. Yeah.

HULDA: Magnus, I need more resources.

We need to establish

a crime scene where Elena was abducted.

MAGNUS: Okay, take it easy, Hulda.

We don't even know if anything illegal happened.

Well, given her connection to Katja,

I think it's pretty obvious.

Well, first of all, Katja's death

is still filed as an accident

until you find proof of otherwise.

HULDA: I've found plenty of proof.

Yeah, all circumstantial.

Well, so get the autopsy done already.

MAGNUS: You know as well as I do we're stretched as it is.

Katja has to get in line.

This should be our top priority.

MAGNUS: Secondly, need I remind you

that most refugees-- they are desperate?

Oh... Perhaps even more so

if-if their dear friend just died.

And Elena has a record.

She's an asylum seeker from Russia,

what do you expect? There's a good chance

Elena went missing because she knows

she and Rudi will be sent back home.

A mother would never willingly leave her child.

No? No.

Not if Rudi gets a citizenship on the spot... No.

...and not be sent back to Russia? No.

No.

Magnus, I need to investigate this.

Please. Please.

You help her.

ALEXANDER: Me? Yes, you.

I got shitloads of paperwork on that suicide.

I... Yeah, that's an order. You happy now?

I have to get help from the worst detective in the country?

Yeah, I'm ecstatic. Yeah, take it or leave it.

Thanks, fine. Worst detective in the country?

♪ ♪

We'll go in here.

One of these?

What do you want to eat?

Do you know?

WOMAN: Anything else? Thank you.

Hi.

Point.

(speaks Russian) You want... Eh?

This one? (speaks Russian)

Uh, two, please. Yeah?

(indistinct chatter)

What's your favorite food?

LUKAS: Cake.

(gasps) Mine, too.

What are the odds? (chuckles)

Oh. Thank you, Rudi.

Rudi, I need to ask you a few things.

Is that okay?

Do you know where your mommy went?

Bathroom.

Okay. Was anyone with your mommy?

No?

Did your mommy ever meet anyone?

What's "meet"? Oh,

it's when you see someone and you start talking to them.

Like Auntie Katja?

Like Auntie Katja. LUKAS: Mm-hmm.

HULDA: Yeah, yeah.

And big red man.

What did you say?

And big red man.

Big red man?

Was he a friend of your mommy's?

Uh, how-how was the man big?

HULDA: Was he tall?

LUKAS: What, he was tall? Like this?

Tall. Whoa. High up.

Hulda, social services are here. Hi.

What's going on here?

We need to see how he is feeling HULDA: Of course.

before you start interrogating him.

We weren't interrogating him, we just wanted to know if he

knew something or not. It's best if I take over.

HULDA: Yeah, we get it. LUKAS: Mm-hmm. Yeah, sure.

Yeah, yeah, that's fine. See you later.

Hey. Are you all right?

Okay.

(dramatic theme playing)

Big, red man. Have you any idea what he's talking about?

We need to contact the IHS, find out how Rudi adapts.

We need to talk to him again as soon as possible.

LUKAS: Mm.

(phone chimes)

♪ ♪

Okay, fine. Okay, stay here

and somebody else will come to meet you.

(clears throat)

Yeah, young lady, would you, uh, come with me.

And, uh...

were you working here last night?

(toilet flushes)

Did you check all of them? LUKAS: Mm-hmm.

Let's check the maintenance records.

Who cares that a toilet got fixed a month ago?

Someone taped an "out of order" sign to the door.

How the hell do you know that? What else would you tape

to the door of a public restroom?

Maybe the scrap is from last month.

Have you consider that? Looked brand-new.

You're grasping at straws.

Hulda, Hulda, look.

Here.

Rudi's big, red man. HULDA: Can you rewind?

OPERATOR: Mm-hmm.

LUKAS: Pause. HULDA: That's our guy.

And Elena must be in that trolley.

Uh, were there other cameras? OPERATOR: Yeah, there were,

uh, two more.

HULDA: Check them out. We need to know what car he's driving.

Okay.

Uh, see if the trolley is still somewhere around.

We need to scan it for prints, DNA.

The ladies room, too, and-and I want the floor

of the basement corridor photographed.

(scoffs)

Is there a problem?

Can we get a clearer visual?

OPERATOR: I'm not sure. This is pretty low-res,

but I'll-I'll see what I can find.

You okay?

Yeah. Come on.

You should go home.

You have been up since 4 a.m.

You too.

I'm 31.

Come on. Jon needs you, too.

(Hulda groans)

Okay. Go.

(clears throat) This is good.

♪ Time does flow backwards ♪

♪ Like a wake of bulls... ♪

(knocking)

♪ Why don't you Feel fine first? ♪

♪ Feel fine first... ♪

Abel, hi. What...

Oh, I'm not a stalker, I promise.

Just had a really good time the other night,

and I couldn't find you online, so I came by to give you...

this.

Right. Thanks.

I know you're new here, so if you need a friend or...

(chuckles) whatever...

Yeah, sure. Um...

look, I'm not really looking for anything.

Ah, totally get it. I just--

I've got a lot in the works, so I'm focusing on that.

You don't need to explain.

Um, if you're not into this, just say.

Wanna come in for a beer or... So, I'm gonna go...

Good luck with the job.

♪ I say hey ♪ ♪ Hey ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ 'Cause I said hey ♪

♪ Hey ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

(dramatic them playing)

Hi.

You shouldn't be up.

Can't lie in bed all day.

Doctor's orders. Screw the doctors.

Here you go.

Got anything stronger?

Oh, yeah. Uh-oh.

(Hulda chuckles)

(Jon sighs)

Mmm.

I should take a shower.

Okay.

Mm-hmm.

I'll have it, I-I promise.

Oh, yeah.

Hulda.

Oh, watch it.

You need to lay down.

Come on. (sighs)

Come on. I'm okay. I'm-I'm okay.

No, you're not.

JON: Come on.

Here you go.

(grunting)

Get some rest now.

(exhales) Thanks.

(sighs)

(playful chatter)

(sniffles)

(line beeps)

I found it.

(ominous theme playing)

(scratching)

(Moa barking)

HULDA: Moa. Moa.

Moa. (clicks tongue)

(laughs, babbles)

You know, I don't think she likes me very much.

No, it's not that. It's just, she likes me way more.

(laughs) (kisses)

Okay. Thanks.

Oh, um...

Do you want to...

Do you want to come in, have a drink?

I've just opened a bottle of wine.

It's pretty damn good.

(laughs) (Petur mutters)

How did you feel about retiring?

I felt pretty ready.

See, when I look at you, though,

I-I don't see that. I see...

somebody who feels they still have

lots of good things to give.

What about you? I mean, how are you feeling?

I think I'm still processing all of this.

(chuckles)

Dimma was our little miracle baby.

Four rounds of IVFs.

Oh, Christ.

But I never lost hope.

I knew she'd come. I-I-I just knew it.

Really? How? I could feel it.

All around me.

Sometimes I could even see her.

Like she was already there, just waiting to come.

That's great. Mm-hmm.

Wh-When my wife died...

...she told me that she had an affair with one of our friends.

With my friend.

But...

Fuck.

Death kind of clears the decks.

I think.

So I nursed her until the end.

And I still feel like, when I look back,

that I had a good marriage.

But I couldn't stay there.

In the house.

So I decided to move out here

and get away from the city and get closer to nature.

It was a good decision.

Otherwise I wouldn't have got to meet you.

(chuckles)

(sighs)

I'm so sorry. (laughs)

Um... (stammers)

I'm-- I better go.

Oh, no. I sh-shouldn't have done that.

Okay, okay, well, I'll see you.

Jesus.

♪ Get up on it And get onto it now ♪

♪ There ain't no truce ♪

♪ For a rainy day ♪

♪ Oh, won't you get up on it Get up on it ♪

♪ And get onto it now ♪

♪ End roads are paved With broken flowers ♪

♪ And fragment glass ♪

♪ That blinds us With their echoes ♪

♪ Of the sun ♪

♪ E-O, E-O, get it down ♪

♪ Oh, won't you get up Get up ♪

(incoming message chime) ♪ Get it down, won't you ♪

♪ E-O, E-O, get it now ♪

(chuckles) ♪ Oh, won't you get up now ♪

(grunts) ♪ And get down ♪

♪ On your knees ♪

♪ Red flowers wrap like vines Around their heads ♪

(whispers): Fuck you.

♪ And the lead is like a... ♪

(dramatic theme playing)

Where were you last night?

I went looking for you.

I went for a swim.

A swim?

In the darkness?

I needed to clear my mind.

And was that good?

I was careful.

(phone chimes)

(grunts)

(ominous theme playing)

(exhales)

♪ ♪

LUKAS: What about her?

MANAGER: No. Sorry.

LUKAS: And what about her?

No. Uh, I mean, I serve a lot of people here, so...

And him? Do you remember seeing him at all?

MANAGER: No. Sorry.

Anything else I can do for you?

Uh, no. Thanks.

Excuse me. Can I ask you about this...

I'm sorry. It's just that, uh,

I really have to get this done before the morning traffic.

We can always do it down at the station, if you prefer.

Uh... No? Okay.

Oh, wait. I actually do know her.

It's Luljeta.

Yeah, she comes in, like, really often and...

she spends big.

Can you find her receipts?

Hmm.

Yeah, sure. No problem. Great.

(indistinct chatter)

Hi.

You were such a good friend.

And she loved you so much.

I miss her so much.

Me, too.

I still have her things.

I really think you should get them.

Sure.

Uh, I'm a bit busy these days.

So could I ask you to drop them off at my house?

Jon's there.

No. No, you have to pick them up.

Okay.

I'll text you.

(footsteps receding)

LUKAS: This is the best that Tech could get.

And the other cameras?

No. We couldn't find him anywhere.

And his car? Neither.

Alexander? Any info?

Yeah. (grunts)

I found the trolley, but forensics couldn't get

a single DNA sample of it.

Nor the tape and paper scrap.

Of course he was wearing gloves.

ALEXANDER: And the restroom has prints

and DNA from half of the country.

Log it.

What? That'll take weeks.

I don't care. And the photos, too.

You're not my fucking boss.

No, Magnus is, and he told you to help me,

so get fucking helpful. MAGNUS: Hulda.

Lukas.

HULDA: Go.

(Magnus sighs)

Yeah?

MAGNUS: I'm calling it off.

Calling what off?

Elena. There's no evidence of any crime.

I need my staff elsewhere.

She entered a public restroom and was never seen again.

Maybe she didn't want to be seen,

for the sake of her son's future.

A woman is missing, Magnus. No. It hasn't been 48 hours yet.

And that's why we need to use the time. No.

You need to back off.

Do you know who just contacted us?

Aki Haraldsson's lawyer.

He's accused you of trespassing and threatening him.

He's made a complaint against us.

What the hell were you thinking?

Threatening him?

And not to mention, you put yourselves in danger

without letting anyone know where you were.

Well, actually, Lukas wasn't even aware of...

No, no, no. We're sorry, sir.

Won't happen again.

Better not. Or you're both out.

Now go.

Not you, Hulda.

Sit down.

(door closes)

(Hulda sighs)

Go see a therapist.

(snorts)

What? This is not a request.

I'm ordering you to go for the sake of your job.

(scoffs)

The sake of my job?

I'm retiring. If you wish

to keep working here until then, you're going.

Birna.

Uh...

Did Aki's lawyer call you?

No.

He called Alexander. Why?

ALEXANDER: If you could do that. Yeah.

And just send me the files when you have...

when you have the time. It's, uh...

Why did Aki's lawyer call you?

What did you say?

Why did Aki's lawyer call you?

I'll get back to you in a sec.

What's your problem? Just answer the question.

He called the department and I picked up. So?

So he didn't call your number?

Who the fuck cares? I care.

I can't fucking wait to get your senile ass out of the office.

You went there alone? Really?

W-We're on the same team. You know that, right?

At least tell me it was worth it.

Aki confirmed the prostitution of the refugees,

but then he kept a tight lip.

I think that's what's going on.

But Elena said... I know what she said.

She's so scared.

Lukas, all she has is you and I.

We need to follow through.

I have something I think might help.

Here.

It's a lead on the clothing.

(dramatic theme playing)

HULDA: So how much did Luljeta spend?

About five grand.

Five?

Mm. That's a lot of money,

especially for a refugee waiting for a visa, right?

It looks like she was cashing in some pretty big paychecks.

Look. This receipt is for a boy's parka.

Exactly the same type Rudi has.

Luljeta paid for it?

Yeah. Looks that way.

Why did Rudi say that Katja gave it to him?

Well, I don't know. Maybe she did.

Maybe she was helping Luljeta out.

But look at the dates.

Looks like she goes once a week.

Mm-hmm. Wow.

And always on a Saturday.

Maybe she makes her money Friday nights

and likes to splash out the following day.

Good work.

Thanks.

(chuckles): Are you crying?

Well, maybe. I mean, you don't

tend to dish out the compliments very often, do you?

No. Must be getting soft. Mm.

Hey, look, there she is.

Where's she going?

HULDA: What is she doing?

Is she changing?

LUKAS: A black 4x4.

HULDA: Can you see the license plate?

LUKAS: Uh, yeah. It's KH-K71.

(engine starts)

LUKAS: You can hurry up.

The license plate's not registered.

Shocker.

I could have seen it, by the way.

The license plate. Before.

But what, you weren't wearing your reading glasses?

Fuck you. (laughs)

HULDA: I'm going in.

LUKAS: Isn't it better if they don't know about us?

No. I want them to be scared.

Scared people make mistakes.

Bloody hell.

(techno music playing)

We're here for the party.

GUARD: It's a private event. GUARD 2: Not for you.

LUKAS (whispers): That's him. HULDA: Ah!

What is problem?

There's been a noise complaint.

Wait.

Do you want to wait?

Not particularly.

Okay.

Thank you.

(lively chatter) (music continues)

HULDA: Where is he? LUKAS: I don't know.

The guy at the door?

Those tattoos? Russian prison tattoos.

They don't hand them out to just anyone.

Hey there, I'm Gunnar. What seems to be the problem?

HULDA: We've had a noise complaint.

You're joking. I mean, we are in the basement.

You'd be amazed how sound travels.

It's Friday night. HULDA: It's 11 p.m.

It's noise. So what?

The police sends two detectives over?

No, no. We were coming anyway.

This is just a bonus, so, a surprise.

We need to fill out a noise complaint form.

Full name, identification number. Yeah.

Should we move over here?

Can we move in here, please?

HULDA: Did a Russian woman

named Katja Popova ever attend one of your parties?

GUNNAR: I can't know the names of all my guests.

LUKAS: What about Elena Dubrovsky?

Did she come to one of your parties?

Hmm. Maybe.

Does the name ring a bell?

No, I can't say it does.

Hmm. Your details.

(Gunnar clears throat)

Do you have a daughter?

GUNNAR: Yeah, two, actually.

How old are they?

Just turned 19.

Mm.

Such a beautiful age.

LUKAS: Thank you.

HULDA: We need to confiscate your sound system.

GUNNAR: You're fucking kidding me. This is harassment.

He's fetching it for you now.

LUKAS: Thank you. (feedback)

Here you are.

Thank you.

That's the stereo? Yeah.

You'd be amazed how sound travels.

Here you go. LUKAS: Thanks.

What a cock.

The Russian? Mm.

We got his prints.

Now I want his name.

He got super weird when I mentioned Katja.

Yeah, and he's big. A big, red man.

I want to do a deep dive.

LUKAS: And our friend Gunnar?

He's just a client,

but we'll nail that creep for solicitation.

(Lukas chuckles)

(dramatic theme playing)

(knocks) Come in.

You're early.

(sighs)

My daughter killed herself a year ago.

Uh, my husband had a heart attack four days ago

that almost killed him.

And I'm being pushed out of my job

by ageist, sexist pigs.

I had a fucked-up childhood, too.

Can you wave your little magic wand and fix any of that?

(phone chimes)

Oh. I just have to-- sorry.

Shit, shit.

I got to go.

Um, this was helpful.

(suspenseful theme playing)

You have to put the search back on.

Why? A refugee named Luljeta Shehi

didn't come back to the hostel last night.

This is the third woman to go missing from this hostel.

No one's reported her missing. The man who runs

the hostel just notified us.

We need to act now.

(sighs)

Hi. I'm trying to locate a, uh...

Luljeta Shehi.

...Luljeta Shehi, an asylum seeker from...

(whispering): Albania.

...Albania. Yes.

Right.

Thank you.

(clears throat) She's being deported.

What? She isn't missing.

Her visa got denied.

She's not part of some elaborate murder case.

She's in a holding cell waiting to be flown back to Albania.

I-I want talk to her. That's out of the question.

I need to ask her what happened.

What are you on about? People get sent back.

That's just how it is. No, this is different.

Different how?

Look, Hulda, we've known each other for a long time,

so I'll be honest with you.

You're spiraling about something that, that isn't there.

A murder that isn't a murder.

A-a missing person that isn't missing.

You know what you should be doing right now?

You should be planning your golden years with Jon.

That's what you should be doing.

She's being sent back to Albania.

What the hell?

This can't be a coincidence.

Talk to a lawyer, find out who's behind it.

Sure.

Hey, look, I found our guy.

Misha Volkov.

So, he has a record but for some petty stuff.

Jesus, he's got more ink than skin. Yeah.

But get this.

He served time in Russia for assault and kidnapping.

Let's find him and bring him in.

(phone chimes)

Shit.

Oh, shit.

Is there somewhere you need to be?

No, it's just my daughter's friend.

Well, go. I can keep working on Misha.

No way.

Hulda, come on.

I've got this. Trust me.

I'll be right back. Yeah.

(melancholy theme playing)

(door opens)

(gasps, grunts)

(sighs, sniffles)

Thank you, Vera, for watching her things.

(inhales deeply)

(inhales deeply)

(sighs, sniffles)

Hulda?

I know why she did it.

It was him.

(ominous theme playing)

(footsteps approaching)

(man breathes loudly)

(gasps)

♪ ♪

♪ Now crawl to life ♪

♪ But speak so careful ♪

♪ Those whitened forces ♪

♪ Descent unstable ♪

♪ Come alive ♪

♪ Fallen wild sons ♪

♪ Fall ♪

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