All language subtitles for B.T.2025.S01E01.WEB.Swedish.H264.RBB

What happened?

-What are we going to do?
-Oh my god.

Put on all the clothes you can find.

Is there a doctor here?

-Dad?
-Yes, I'm coming.

Jesus. Wait for me here, girls.

-How is he?
-He's dead.

Okay.

I know it hurts,
but I can't remove the pole,

-it's too close to the artery. Okay?
-Dad? Is he dead?

Wait for me outside, while I do this.

Wait for me outside.

Okay.

What the hell?

-It's okay.
-Is it okay?

Yes. You were lucky.

How does it feel?

I think she's paralyzed.

-Dad!
-Stick together, girls!

-Where are we going?
-Stay here. We need to stick together.

Everyone!

Listen up, everyone!

My wife says she saw a hotel! Over there!

Come on, girls.

Someone saw people going that way.
Come on, let's go.

Stick together. Come on.

Come on.

Stick together. We're going up that hill,
towards the houses.

No. He's dead.

Hey! We need your help.

-We have to bring him along.
-Yes.

-Can we come with?
-Bring him.

Let's go, girls.

Bring him along. He's dead.

Come on, nothing to see here.

20 HOURS EARLIER

-Do you have everything?
-I don't know. You packed my bags.

Otherwise you'd never get going.
I forgot long underwear.

I'm not going skiing.

You're such a pain.

I don't know what to tell his parents.

It'll be fine. Just be yourself.

That usually doesn't end well.

Funerals aren't fun.

-You don't want me to come with you?
-No.

Train to Narvik leaves
from track two in ten minutes.

-You can wait ten minutes.
-I have to pee!

-Come on, everyone! Get on.
-I have a spot for you, Nora.

-Do you need help?
-Yes, please.

Come on, Nora. We have to stick together.

-It's locked.
-Come on.

Open the...

-Hey! That car is closed.
-Open!

-Our seats are in this car.
-We don't use that car.

I have new seats for you.

-Come with me.
-Our seats are here.

-Can you help me get on?
-Yes.

Welcome.

Calm down for a bit. Try and relax.

Let's take a selfie. One, two, three.

Hey!

We had better seats in the other car.

We can't use it, I'm afraid.

We've had to make some rearrangements.

Thank you for your understanding.

What the hell are you talking about?

-We can't sit here.
-Fucking darkie.

What an idiot.

Hey.

Could you come over here?

-What?
-Can you help me put this up?

Do it yourself.

She's in a wheelchair. Help her out.

Ignore her.

Be careful.

Here.

-Is it a bomb?
-No, a dead cop.

-Here's our seats.
-Yes.

Bring the urn up there
and represent the police.

It will look good.

Wasn't the ceremony here enough?

No, not for the family.

When are they finished?

POLICE

It's hard to tell.

There's a lot I'm able to do,
even though I'm in a wheelchair.

Thinking, for example.

-There's nothing wrong with my head.
-No.

As you know, you can't work yet.

Not until
the internal investigation is done.

It wasn't my fault.

It will be fine.

When? When I can walk again?

That's not the point... I just...

You'll get used to it.

Shouldn't you say,
"time heals all wounds" as well?

This wound won't heal.

I'm not going to trivialize
what you are going through...

I'm just trying to say, that this...

One more cliché, and I'll kill you.

Me, too?

-Too soon?
-No.

DANIEL HANSEN
19 MARCH 1995 - 13 DECEMBER 2024

-What?
-It's her.

The police who got suspended.

How do you know that?

I read somewhere that she got shot...

Hanna?

Hanne.

-Hanne Wilhelmsson.
-Wilhelmsen.

Right. I know who you are.
I recognize you.

You deserve thanks
for all the efforts you've made.

-Thank you.
-Against the bad guys.

-She might want to be left alone.
-I think so.

I'm Viktor Berglund.
This is my wife Yvonne.

Hello.

Hi.

As I was saying...

As newly retired, you have some spare time

for good or bad,
to think about the world today.

-Thank you very much.
-He does have trouble sleeping.

Mostly at night.

NATIONAL BORDER
NORWAY

Excuse me.

Hang on... I think it's full up there.

I don't want to get hit by the skies.
There's more room on the other side.

It's damn cold out there.
I could have died.

Thank you.

We are unfortunately running late
because of the storm.

We are running late...

Hey! We want our money back.

I'm sorry... Check with
our customer service. Thank you.

We are delayed...

You seem to speak Swedish.
I want my money back!

We're unfortunately running late.

-How late?
-I don't know. It's hard to say.

He can't keep doing this to us. Come on.

We are unfortunately delayed.

BLINDSPOT

Take it easy, it's okay. Welcome.

Hey! Move.

-It's okay.
-Yes, we have coffee...

Can't they call someone...

Are you hurt?

-Are you okay?
-Do you have a signal?

Welcome, everyone...

Excuse me!

How do we get out of here?

It's not possible right now,
unfortunately.

-It's impossible to leave at the moment.
-Have you called rescue services?

-Of course.
-What did they say? When are they coming?

-It's not possible right now.
-"Not possible"?

How long are we going to stay here?

We are 34 kilometers
from the nearest town.

-I have to call my mom.
-Dennis!

-Where have you been?
-I'll tell you later.

Great.

I'll start assigning rooms.

You'll have to share rooms.
We don't have enough.

We'll have to use these, right?

Come on, boys.

Look! Did you see that?

-What?
-He's so handsome.

-You okay? I'll be right back.
-Yes.

Hi. How are your legs?

-I can't feel them.
-I'll have a proper look.

We were wondering...
You're a police officer, right?

Could you come
and look at something in the back?

Look at something?

Yeah, it's just...

What... No, I don't think I can.

-No.
-It's not an issue. We'll help you.

We'll help you. It'll be quick.

-No.
-Excuse me.

There we go. Easy.

Sorry for the short notice.

I'll be right back.

He's got these marks on his neck.
Please have a look.

The health inspectors would not approve
of a corpse in the kitchen.

No...

-Hi.
-Hi.

What...

Viktor Berglund.
We sat together on the train.

I know. What are you doing here?

I was there when we found him.

Okay... And that makes you... What?

-What do you mean?
-Are you an expert?

No, definitely not.

You can call me a civic-minded citizen.

You're a private detective?

Remind me, I want to hear your theories
about the Palme murder.

If you have the time.

-I can tell you quite a lot about...
-Let's focus on this.

He's been chilled,

but shouldn't we take his temperature
to determine the time of death?

And how are you going to do that here?

Are you going to shove
a meat thermometer up his ass?

-No, in the liver.
-No, no, no.

What do you think
about the marks on his throat?

If he's been strangled,
then we have a problem.

There could be a killer loose here.

You'll have to call the Norwegian police.

And tell them what?

-I can call.
-We need a plan

for what to do until the police gets here.

I'm not doing anything.
Norway is not my jurisdiction.

What should we do with him?

What can I say?
We'll have to stick him in the freezer.

Not together with the food.
Think about the guests.

They'll probably eat anyway.
Can you help me out of here?

I just want to have a look at your leg.

The hurricane has forced roads to close
and flights to be cancelled...

Look what he sent.

I answered, "Hey, you..."

Why can't I send it?

Let me see?

-Is there no connection?
-Is the Wi-Fi down?

Where are you going? Nora?

Hi. What happened to the Wi-Fi? It's down.

Wi-Fi? Ask my son in the bar.
He knows more about it.

Okay.

-Who's that?
-I know what he looks like.

-Where are you going?
-We don't have any Wi-Fi.

I have 14 girls to watch,
including my daughter. If you could...

-Solve murders and find killers?
-Yes.

I can't get through to the police.
It's hopeless.

-Try again later.
-Okay.

This is about everyone's safety
and you're a professional.

We can ruin the investigation
if we start doing amateur stuff.

But you know what to do...
That's what I mean.

-Excuse me? Do you work here?
-Yes.

-Dennis. Hi.
-Hi, Dennis.

Do you know when
rescue services will get here?

No, but it will take a while.

The guy...

-Who looks like he shaves with an axe...
-Björne.

Yes, him. Can he drive me somewhere?

No. I'm afraid that won't work.

Okay...

Could you get my wheelchair
from the train?

You want me to go out in the storm?

Imagine if it were your legs
lying out there?

Have some empathy.

Sure. Where...

Ask the guy in the bar. In the red hat.
He knows where I was sitting.

Okay.

Good.

Excuse me for a moment.

Okay, all RHF-girls.
Let's all gather in the basement.

There's a table tennis table there.
Come on, everyone. Vanessa...

-You're coming with.
-Let's play. Vanessa...

Hey... Can you bring back my urn?

Yeah.

We'll get you a room.

No, thank you. No need.
Where is the toilet?

Isn't there another way
to contact rescue services?

All communications are down.

The storm is only getting worse.
All we can do for now is wait.

Not my favorite sport.

-Did you hear the train crash from here?
-No.

The snow blocks out most of the sound.

How come you sent out a snowmobile?

-Dennis got a message.
-From whom?

I don't know.

Is that when you sent out Bamse?

-Björne.
-Björne. Right.

Dennis went out too.
He came back with snow in his hair.

He went out to greet you.

In snowmobile overalls?

Yes.

Let's hope that the poor guy died quickly.

What is it?

There's a lot of activity.

I can hear something coming from above.

Old buildings like this always creak.

That's not what I can hear.

Right.

Take your time.

I'm cold.

My feet are cold. I'm chilled to the bone.

-Cheers, boys.
-Cheers.

Thank you.

How did you know
that the train had crashed?

-Someone called.
-Who?

A man screaming about an accident.

You and Björne went out, but not together?

We didn't know where it was,
so we split up. Do you need help?

No.

I don't know if there are
any ashes left in this.

Thank you. I really appreciate it.

You can put it there.

What's your name?

My name is Adrian.

Why do you hang out with those guys?

What do you mean?

A 14-year-old with close to adult friends.

-I'm 16.
-Sorry. 16.

What were you going to do in Narvik?
Anything exciting? Whale watching?

-Whales?
-There are whales outside Narvik.

Damn, that's cool.

Does it hurt?

What happened to you?

-You weren't in your seat when...
-Damn, you ask a lot of questions.

Are you curious?

-Anything about the hotel's history?
-Of course.

Excuse me, do you have any champagne?

Absolutely. Ask in the bar.

-We got married yesterday.
-Yes.

-I'm sorry.
-For what?

About you having to go through this.

No, it'll be a fun memory
to tell the grandchildren.

-Congratulations!
-Thank you.

I think I know where it is.

Are you interested in history too?

No, I'm not.

Voilà.

-Thank you.
-Does that thing work? The radio?

No idea. I haven't tried it.

Anything special you're looking for?

I'm convinced that this hotel is haunted.

You mean that the spirits
haven't checked out?

GERMANY INVADES NORWAY -
FROM SANATORIUM TO HOTEL

I just want to say a few words.

Hello. Can you hear me?

-People in the back, too?
-Yes.

If I could have your attention
for a moment. I thought we'd...

...give a thought to our poor...

...poor conductor
who died in the accident.

Does anyone know his name?

No one?

No one knows his name?

Whoopsie.

The conductor's name was Cumal Ibrahim.

His last call was to his wife,
yesterday evening.

That's the latest call.

You used facial ID on a dead body?

I know this stuff can get tedious.

I worked as a builder,
and everyone kept asking

how to remodel their houses
in the best way possible, but...

-I apologize.
-Thanks.

But we need your expertise
to analyze this information.

-Sorry. Analyze what?
-What the hell it means.

You want me to analyze what it means

that the conductor called his wife?

This is exactly what I wanted to avoid
when talking about amateur stuff.

Excuse me, but isn't it our civic duty

to act until the police get here?

Exactly. And you're no amateur.

The only duty we have

is to wait for the police to arrive.
Do you hear me?

Something tells me
that you're not a stickler for rules.

Something tells me that you've watched
a lot of detectives on TV.

Can you answer yes or no questions?

Check with your wife if she has
an alternative explanation.

I'd rather leave my wife out of this.

My wife was born with a gift.

Or you might call it a curse.

Her supernatural abilities

have a tendency to cause mental fragility.

I have to be gentle with her.

I just want to know
what you think about those guys.

I don't think anything.

I know they followed the conductor
right before the crash.

Do you know which room they're in?

Across from the girls.

Can't you go and have a look?

-Now?
-I'll distract them.

-No...
-Put on some gloves,

so you don't leave fingerprints.

Great. Thank you.

That's that.

Hello, boys.

-Hey.
-How are you?

-Fine.
-You're not injured?

-No.
-No.

It seems like
you've all gotten concussions.

Do you know how much one
of those beers cost in Swedish money?

-No.
-180 SEK.

The Norwegians have stopped drinking beer,
too expensive.

They drink iced wine.

-Did you find that funny?
-Hey!

Could the guys get a few iced wine?

What the...?

NO MORE MUSLIMS
NO MORE TERRORISTS

PROTECT THE SWEDISH CULTURE
WITH ALL MEANS POSSIBLE

Flags and pamphlets. Lots of it.

The entire room is full of...

Hi. This is really interesting.

They're Nazis.

An illegal demonstration in Norway.

I can't have Nazis loose in my hotel.

Kick them out. They can walk to Narvik.

Or we could just lock them up.

Where?

I have a space in the basement.
The staff's rest area.

But how do we get them down there?

I'm not saying anything,
except that what you're doing is illegal.

It won't be for long.

-By tomorrow...
-Tomorrow?

If the storm is over by tomorrow,
I'll eat my hat.

-Viktor? Viktor.
-Yes?

There's been a murder.

In 1942.

German soldiers were staying at this hotel
so they could watch the Swedish border.

A woman working here
leaked their plans to the Resistance.

Her name was Grete Hansen.

It's true.

I know she's still here.
She hasn't found peace.

This is actually my wife's profession.

-Ghost hunter?
-No, medium.

She's helped with
quite a few police investigations.

Not mine.

Can we stay focused
on the Nazis we have here?

How nice of you.
I can give your room to a family.

You'll like it here.

The staff uses it as a place to chill.
Here you are.

"Chill."

-Not bad.
-To chill! Nice.

-You've already carried down our bags.
-Yeah. And the beer is on the house.

-Hey, do you have a bottle opener?
-Yes, I do.

Nice.

Make yourselves at home.

Nein sprechen Deutsch. Englisch...

Whoa!

Sorry.

Just checking if you're alive.

Locking up those boys
made me relax so much,

I fell asleep.

So you're also going to Narvik?

-What for?
-A funeral.

-Someone close to you?
-A colleague.

I see.

Nora's mother died not long ago.
Lung cancer.

-That's sad.
-We weren't together.

I've worked for Doctors Without Borders
for many years.

I wasn't really there, in that way.

When it happened, I just had to
get back home and try and be a father.

The shooting you were involved in...

-What do you know about it?
-You said...

-I haven't said anything.
-No, Viktor told me...

He's read about it on Flashback.

I thought it sounded really bad.

-You could say that.
-Was that when they dismissed you?

Hi. Yes, he's at home.

We'll stand by.

Understood.

-How many are coming?
-Six officers on their way.

They can't send a helicopter.

He'll hear them.

What are you doing?

-Our orders are to wait, Hanne.
-Wait there.

-Hanne...
-Wait there!

Hanne! Wait!

Drop the gun.

Daniel?

Daniel? Can you hear me?

Daniel?

Sorry for asking. I'm bound
by confidentiality, just like you.

Feel free to open up
and tell me about your life.

You mean I can trust you?

Yes.

Trusting someone takes me around...

...ten years.

That's a long time.
I don't know if I have ten years.

We may not even have ten minutes.

I just think it's wise

for us to stick together, since we have
experience of dealing with life and death.

Sorry, but weren't there
an unusual amount of idiots on that train?

I mean seriously.

Real idiots. More than usual.

God damn it.
They always do stuff like this.

I'm going to bed. See you.

Okay, girls... This is fun and all...
Truly my sense of humor.

Time to go to bed. Who was it?

-It was Nora!
-It's never you!

Gathering upstairs. Time to go to bed.

Come on.

Viktor is dead.