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Because of the storm, we're unfortunately running late.

-What? -Have I told you that I hate being cold?

Who do you think you are?

I don't need to ask for your permission.

What is wrong with you? Bloody egotist!

I don't want to share a room with a stranger.

-You could fit three more people in there! -Sure. And?

-"And"? -Viktor.

Ever heard about solidarity, you damn muppet?

Viktor. Come.

-Sorry. Did I wake you up? -She's here.

-Who is? -Grete.

It's hard to make contact with her with you arguing next door.

He's an idiot. He thinks he should be sleeping like a king

while the old and frail sleep on the floor downstairs.

She's restless.

What you're hearing is something else.

This is a concrete sound. Something is banging.

The builders have probably forgot to secure their...

Don't you see?

She's warning us.

-Of what? -Evil.

You're not exaggerating just a tiny bit?

I wish I was.

-Right. I'll go and have a look. -No, stay here.

I'll go and have a look, and then I'll be back.

Hi.

BLINDSPOT

What the hell?

Viktor is dead.

He has a penetrating wound, about 15 centimeters deep.

Did you see anything that could be a murder weapon?

No, you told us not to contaminate the scene.

Not to touch anything. You've got eyes, don't you?

Could you check with the builders if any of their tools are missing?

Sure.

-What do I do about the girls? -Nothing.

Two people have been killed.

-I have to do something. -Don't do anything.

Do, think or say nothing.

If I had been fired as a doctor

and got caught up in a plane crash, should I watch people die all around me?

I wouldn't have done that either if I were a doctor.

I need to talk to my boss.

-Excuse me, could you give me a hand? -Sure, in a minute.

Hi, how can I help you?

Does anyone know how to use this?

There. It's on a shortwave band.

-Yes. Okay. -You'll find the channels with this.

-Hello? Like this? Thank you. -Good luck!

Hello? Hello?

-Can anyone hear me? Can you hear me? -Hello there.

-Hi! Can you hear me? -Hello!

-I can hear you. Can you hear me? -Ja. Where are you?

-I'm Ken Ivan in Kirkenes. -Kirkenes?

You know where that is, right?

-On the border with Russia, north of... -Okay.

Could you call a cellphone number for me?

-Can't you do it yourself? -There's no signal here.

If I tell you the number, you hold the phone near the mic.

What do I get? It's not a small thing you're asking me.

It's not really a big thing either.

-4-6. 7-0. -4 and 6.

7... 8-7.

6-7... 5.

-It's ringing. -Yep.

-Hello? -Hello?

-Hi. It's me. -Hanne? Where are you calling from?

I'm still at the hotel. It's...

I won't make it to the funeral with Daniel's ashes.

Don't worry. I've informed Daniel's parents about what's happened.

-Okay. -I can't hear you very well.

I'm calling via an amateur radio.

-I arranged it. Ken Ivan from Kirkenes. -What?

-Please be quiet. -What do you mean?

No, not you...

There's an old man in Kirkenes on the other side.

Old man? I'm 43.

Thanks for the information. I would appreciate it if you didn't listen in.

There have been two deaths since we came here.

-Deaths? -Murders.

We don't know who did it.

Don't give out any details, someone is listening.

We'll have to try to connect your radio to the Norwegian police,

-so they can instruct you. -Okay.

Meanwhile, I would like to...

No, you must not act without the Norwegian police permission.

That would be misconduct in every sense of the word.

Okay.

What would you like me to do?

Should I just sit here?

There must be some kind of exception?

Some way to bend the rules in some way? Force majeure?

The internal investigation against you is serious.

If you break the rules again

you'll lose your job and I won't be able to help you.

Right. Understood.

What do you want me to do?

I'll contact the Norwegian police. Be there at 11 o'clock and then we'll see.

Take care.

What exactly have you done?

Hanne... Wait.

Have you spoken to the rescue services? I need to get out of here ASAP.

-I'll inform everyone when I know... -No! I have a meeting!

Under no circumstances can I...

We were just discussing whether this could classify as a natural disaster or not.

I say no. This has to be classes as a normal storm, right?

-Yes... -To be classified as a hurricane

a storm must have winds of at least 75 mph.

-That's a natural disaster. -Okay, darling. You win.

We're trying to make it to Finnmarksløpet in two days.

1,200 kilometers with dog sled and skis across the Finnmark plateau.

-By choice? -Those dogs know nothing else.

-I was thinking about you. -It's our wedding gift to each other.

Okay.

Fuck! When are you going to let us out?

-I've had enough! -Enough!

-We'll never get out of here! -Did someone squeal?

About what?

-What we're doing in Oslo. -We're going to Narvik.

-Same thing. -Just 1,400 kilometers difference.

Did you squeal? Huh?

Emil... Don't you think they would have locked us up anyway?

-Right? Because... -What do you mean?

-We're... -You fucking squealed!

No! I haven't said anything! I haven't even told my mom where I am!

No!

-Did you hear that? -Yes. I heard something last night too.

-Some kind of fight. -Did you hear fighting?

I will have to apologize on our behalf,

it gets rowdy when handball players are travelling.

-It wasn't us. -We heard noises last night, too.

-There's a storm raging outside. -The noise came from the basement.

There was banging and yelling.

Must be monsters under the bed.

-What if we never come home again? -Don't say that.

It was the builders.

They tend to make a lot of noise. Nothing to worry about.

Yes.

Excuse me, where's the table tennis table?

Yeah, we're supposed to play against the guys. But...

You'll have to wait. We're cleaning the basement.

Okay. Then we'll think of something else.

We have to train. If you're done, we'll get started right away. Come on.

-I can't be bothered. -Come on.

-You saw who was on the train, right? -Our leader.

What do you think he does to people who squeals?

What do you think, Adrian?

What did she ask you? The one without legs.

Nothing...

-What did she say? -Nothing...

-We have to let them out. -You can't mean that.

You can hear them yelling and banging on the walls.

It's illegal to lock people up.

It's self-defense. There have been two murders.

They were locked up when Viktor was killed.

Then there are others here attending the same demonstration.

You have to interrogate them before letting them out.

I can't do that until I have permission from the Norwegian police.

-I'll let them out. -This is an emergency.

It's my hotel.

Okay.

If you had children, you'd understand.

Sorry. That came out wrong.

I'm all that Nora's got.

I'll speak with the Norwegian police in half an hour.

I'll do what I can.

Come on out.

You'll pay for this. You hear me?

What was that?

Hey... You'll regret this. Do you understand?

Do you understand that we'll report you for this?

We'll report you.

-Hi! -Hi!

-Where have you been? -What?

You don't want to know.

-Okay. -What are you up to?

-Weren't we going to play table tennis? -Yes!

-Now? Let's do it! -Sure.

Come on.

It hit my finger.

Oops, that was fast.

-What's up? -Can I join? I'll give it a try.

-Do you want to serve? -No, you do it.

You're on your way to Narvik?

No, we're going to Beijing.

-Okay. To do what? -In Beijing?

Dad, do you have to... Can you just watch?

Not join in... when we're playing.

Yeah...

Is he your dad?

Yeah.

-Is he a police officer? -No.

Are you sure? He's asking a lot of questions.

Yeah.

That's just who I am.

-Curious? -Yes.

-What's happened? -Sorry?

The transmitter is gone.

-The transmitter? -You can't communicate without it.

-And it was there a few hours ago? -Yes.

And the office has been locked?

Locked?

Why would it be locked?

Who would steal purchase lists and vacation schedules?

Okay. What do we do now?

I can't do more. I need to make lunch.

-No! This is more important. -No?

You can't just leave.

-I need the transmitter. -I have a job to do.

Oops. Sorry.

Are you okay? Do you need help? Do you need me to push you?

Push me? I don't need anybody to push me.

-Woops. -You should hit the green. You lost.

Okay. You can take over and get even.

See? It took less than five minutes before they started hitting on the girls.

I've seen it before. They're extremists.

Young brats who adopt sick ideas and stop thinking for themselves.

There's no limit to what they'll do.

Who's serving?

You think playing table tennis will brainwash them?

No, but these girls are incredibly vulnerable.

What's your position?

-What did the police say? -Someone's sabotaged the radio.

-What? Who? -I don't know.

-It was probably those brats. -They were locked up.

What do you think?

-Are you hungry? -What?

-No. -No?

Are there more of you than those who got locked up?

-What do you mean? -Nazi sympathizers.

-What the hell are you on about? -What are those flags for?

Have you been going through our stuff?

Are you going to wave your flags and incite the police?

I didn't think you were like that.

Great. Thanks, bitch.

Soon you'll be locked up for real.

Why did you follow the conductor on the train?

How the hell should I know?

-You argued with him. -No.

-Not me. -No, your pal. What did he do to him?

Nothing. He didn't do anything.

The conductor disappeared into a car.

-And you didn't follow him? -No, we didn't. Because...

It was locked.

You're on the run.

From a foster home, right?

Or a juvenile home? Special residential home?

Can you stop it? Stop!

Stop trying to break me! You don't know me.

Do you know how the conductor died?

No. I don't know how the conductor died.

No. What about Viktor? The man who sat opposite me on the train.

-What about him? -He's dead too.

-You're lying. -Am I?

Yes.

Come.

Have a look.

You're insane. You're insane!

I'm sorry for your loss.

Any ideas of what might have happened?

There was a discussion just outside between Viktor and another man...

About what?

He didn't want to share his room.

-Who was it? -It was hard to see.

What did you see?

There's evil here.

I shouldn't have let him go.

-Adrian. I'm going to the demonstration. -Okay.

What are you doing here?

There are two bodies

downstairs in the freezer room.

Come in.

How do you know that?

You know the bitch in the wheelchair?

She's a cop.

Focus on each other.

Proper foot work.

-Hi! -Hi.

Why did you lock those guys up?

-What do they think? -I don't know.

Dad says they're neo-Nazis.

He thinks he knows it all.

Come on!

But if they are, I guess they're not very smart.

-No. -But maybe that doesn't matter.

No, it's not the most important thing.

-What about the guy with the red hat? -Adrian? He doesn't talk to us.

-Have you seen him? -Yes.

He went in there...

Why did she show you the bodies?

She said they were murdered.

She keeps staring at me all the time.

I think maybe she thinks we've done something.

Have we done something?

I don't know.

I sure as hell hope you know what you're doing.

Emil made me follow the conductor

and then the train crashed and I passed out for a brief moment.

So what you're saying is that Emil killed the conductor?

-I don't know. -No.

What do you want me to do with this information?

I thought maybe it would be good for you to know.

You talked to the police. What did you tell them?

Nothing. I kept my mouth shut.

It's good keeping your mouth shut. Really good.

-You have nothing to worry about. -Okay.

-Time for you to go. Now. -Okay.

Really good, girls.

-Please, can you go somewhere else? -We're almost done.

If you could please go now...

-We need... -Let's go...

-We've been in an emergency. -So have we. We need to rest.

I can tell you're not traumatized. Go to your room.

Stop following me.

It's too noisy out here.

No! You're not traumatized.

-Yes, I am. -You're not, even if it feels that way.

-As much as you. -Go to your room!

-Calm down! -Get in!

Hey!

You need to get me out of here. To the nearest town.

It's impossible in this weather.

Just get a snowmobile.

How much do you want? I can send you 100,000 kroner via Vipps.

-Vipps? -Yes. What do you call it? Swish?

-I can send it via Swish. -No, thanks.

How much do you want? I can buy the snowmobile.

What are you doing here?

The bar isn't open and you're too young.

-I'll buy the whole snowmobile. -No, thanks!

Viktor?

I need to get into the attic. It's locked.

It's a crime scene. You know that.

Yes, but I need to know what or who is in the walls up there.

I know you don't believe in what I do, but...

I am contacted by those who are stuck

who need help to transition to the other side.

-Why are they stuck? -Because they are restless.

Perhaps they have something to tell someone.

Do you think Viktor is stuck?

I can't reach him.

But I know he needs help to transition to the other side.

Do you think you could help me on this side first?

It's him. The man in the white cardigan.

That's the man I saw arguing with Viktor.

Could you check that bag?

-What are you doing here? -Dennis offered me to stay in this room.

-But you don't want to share? -No.

At least not with a police officer.

So you know that.

-You can tell. -If you're a criminal.

-I'm not a criminal. -Then what are you?

I have a military education. I've worked with the Foreign Legion.

Why did you stop?

Because of your extreme right-wing views?

How do you know Adrian?

I don't know him. He came to me because he wanted help.

He didn't want to be falsely accused of some murder.

I have to ask, do you have the right to go through my things like this?

What's this?

That's not mine.

So how did it end up there?

I refuse to answer that without a lawyer.

Then we'll have to lock you up until we find a lawyer.

There is actually one here already.

I've spoken to Michael.

-You've agreed to represent him? -Yes.

I'm curious what you're up to.

Threating to lock him up in his room? Are you crazy?

As a Swedish police officer in Norway, you can't even lift a finger.

It's my legs I can't lift.

-Are you joking? Yes. -If I'm joking?

No, I'm not joking.

Who jokes when two people have been killed?

-When? -The latest one last night.

Okay. But Michael never left his room last night, so he has an alibi.

That's right.

I found your hair clip in his room.

-Hair clip? -Yes.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I would love to talk to Michael's witness.

They wish to remain anonymous until the police arrives.

You missed the meal.

I'm not that hungry.

I'm done eating.

Hey, puppy!

-Are you sure? -Yes.

Thanks.

Do you sleep with that on?

The hat.

It's my lucky hat.

Luck... Have you had much luck?

Hey...

Go get my phone. I left it in the basement.

Why did you put a knife in my bag?

-What? -Yes.

After you had left my room, there was a Hitler Jugend knife in my bag.

Okay... I don't own a knife.

What if someone gave it to you?

-No. -The woman police officer...

She searched my room after you had gone.

-What? -Did she give you the knife?

No. No, no!

It wasn't me. I swear.

How does she know which room I'm in?

She saw me leaving your room. Okay?

Fucking...

Give me the knife. Have you got it on you?

Give it to me. I'll fucking kill her.

-Are you gonna kill her? -Yes.

But... What about Emil?

What about him?

-Did Emil plan this? -What?

Is this some sort of pathetic revolt against his father?

-No! I don't know anything! -You don't know anything?

I swear!

You don't know anything? You just said that is what happened?

I didn't say anything. I swear.

What do you think Emil will do to you

when I tell him that you're running around blabbing like a little snitch?

God dammit...

Hello? Hello?

-Where are you going? -I've got to get out of here.

Where have they gone?

I'm coming with you.

There's something I need to show you.

Come.

Speaking on behalf of the guests here,

shouldn't we get some information about what's going on?

Of course.

I do apologize. As you can see, we're still isolated.

Hopefully rescue services will get here tomorrow.

Shouldn't we have been told that there's a killer here at the hotel?

No?

Isn't it true that someone was killed last night?

And that the train conductor is dead?

Calm down. That's police business. We don't know anything.

There's an investigator here. She must be able to tell us something.

Beer is on the house.

The Norwegian took the snowmobile.

-He can't have gotten very far. -What do you mean?

I'm not risking my life for that Norwegian bastard. No way.

Hey!

Come on. We'll find him.

-Not him! -What if it were someone Swedish?

Hi. Have you seen the guy with the hat?

Why do you ask?

It seems like the guys aren't very nice to him.

Like they're bullying him.

-Girls, come here. -What was that?

Come on.

-The window! -It's okay. Come on. Nora...

I'm cold!

Listen to me. Just calm down!

Calm down!

You're not asking Nora to spy on those guys, are you?

-What? -She needs to stay out of this.

Do you mean that I should consider your personal...

I'm just wondering if there's a pattern here.

What are you getting at?

I need to know who I'm dealing with.

Did you put a colleague at risk unnecessarily?

-Is that why you're under investigation? -A bit late to ask that.

He was lying on the snowmobile.

Not far from here.

Any signs of violence?

No.

Was he alone?

Yes. Wasn't he?

Yes...

Come on.

And lift.