- Good morning. - Good morning.
- What time is it? - Who the hell cares?
Why did I check?
You wouldn't believe how happy I am that you came last night.
Me too.
Who is Gústi?
A policeman from Reykjavik.
- And why does he call so late? - Probably because of the case.
I'm sorry.
I don't know why I drank so much yesterday.
No problem.
Are you okay?
Are we okay?
Let's go home tonight.
Together.
- This is enough. - Let's fix it.
Yes.
Sorry, you taste like vomit.
Let me get your toothbrush. Then we'll continue.
Okay?
- Can you get Parkodin as well? - Yes.
Two tablets.
There's not a lot of food in the house,
so I can't offer you breakfast.
- Want some coffee? - Yes, please.
- I never eat breakfast anyway. - What?
- I never eat breakfast anyway. - Surprise. We're the same.
The showroom kitchens in IKEA... Have you been there?
Yes.
I think they have more food in their cupboards than I do.
No biggie. We can go to a cafe.
The bakery? I'm into that.
But I'll have to go shopping soon. There's nothing here.
- Your rock collection is growing. - Yes.
It's to remind me of Mum.
- She was obsessed. - I remember.
Then I took over.
- But I've changed everything else. - It looks very cool.
Thank you. I wasn't able emotionally to change her room.
- No. - But that's the way it is.
- That's the way it is. - Yes.
If you're not doing anything tonight, I want to introduce you...
to the best vegetable soup in Europe.
- God. The Hrífunes soup? - Heard about it?
- Everybody has told me about it. - There's a reason why.
I ask you not to laugh at it.
Good morning.
- Seen the news? - No. What?
It's ridiculously exact. Everything Lena said.
Do you think she spoke to the media?
Thankfully she doesn't mention the policewoman.
Shit...
- But... - Okay.
Fuck!
When did you fall asleep that night?
- Around midnight. - Can anyone confirm that?
Oh, yes. I called...
I called Tommi just before I went to sleep, if that helps.
At 11:40.
- And you fell asleep... - Right after that.
Okay. Can anyone confirm that?
No.
Fríða, you have to think.
If you can't find anything that confirms your story,
you're going on leave without pay, you know that.
Sorry. I have to answer.
- Hello? - Hello.
Ulrika's autopsy report is here.
The teenager up before noon? Quite a sight.
- Can I come in? - Yes. Come in, my dear.
Thank you, my dear.
Helga, when did Davið move from here?
Davið?
It's been a long time. Probably 30 years ago.
- What are you thinking about? - Nothing, really. Just...
It's strange that I never heard about him.
Well, I'll tell you whether it's okay to drink the water
or if I should bring you more sherry.
It won't kill me now, will it?
I can promise you, sherry won't kill you either.
That's good.
- Thank you. - Thanks.
See you.
Why are you asking us?
Because the media information is very exact and sensitive.
No shit! Do you think we told them anything?
Okay, we're the only ones who know, and we haven't talked to anyone.
You've said nothing, because you know nothing.
- What about Lena? - Lena?
I can promise you she hasn't talked to anyone.
What about the husband? Where is he?
Steven is at a hotel in Reykjavik, waiting to take Ulrika home.
She's not going home!
He doesn't know anything, anyway.
Why don't you go home...
- What's wrong with you? - Wrong with me? Are you kidding?
Can you be professional for a second?
- You're talking about professionalism? - Yes...
Should we try to tone this down a little bit?
I haven't told anyone. Just so you know.
We got information just now.
Mental health check shows Lena has no mental problems.
No history, no family history
and nothing that points to temporary mania.
But the main point is, the autopsy shows
there are two fractures in Ulrika's skull.
One from the fall. We expected that.
But another from a severe blow with some sort of tool.
It's a very small fracture but extends inward.
They emphasised that it couldn't have happened after the fall.
So this is not an accident. It's probably a murder.
- But Lena can still be lying. - Maybe.
Jesus Christ.
- Hello. - Hi.
- Welcome. - Thank you.
- Thanks for last time. - Right.
- You called me? - Yes, I called.
I was thinking about today's article about the tourists.
- I might have information. - Can I record this?
No problem.
I didn't think about it that night,
but I feel this might be something of use to you.
I was awake that night.
I live in the house closest to the mountain.
I was outside smoking
and I saw a car driving fast down the mountain,
unusually fast.
- What kind of car? - It was dark.
- I didn't see, but it drove awfully fast. - When was this?
Between one and two that night.
Did you notice anything else?
Something unusual earlier? Did you see it come?
No, nothing like that.
It's just this speeding that I remember.
Yes...
- I don't know how you look into it. - This is just fine.
- Er, okay, so... - Shouldn't we meet?
Er, just for...
- For coffee? - Yes, for coffee, me and you.
I don't know...
- I think it would be good. - Yes... okay.
- Maybe you'll... we'll be in touch. - Yes.
- Okay. - Great.
- The grey car outside, is it yours? - Yes.
It could have been that one.
She said her tent was beside a big river.
- Might it be this one? - It's not likely.
- Why? - It's windy, with no grass or trees.
I'd bet on this one. It's smaller, but with more grass.
But it's 10 to 15 kilometres from the edge of the glacier.
Edge of the glacier.
She said it took her two or three hours
to walk from the hospital to the tent.
If it is this river, does that compute?
- Yes, possibly. - Possibly or yes?
- Should I check it tonight? - Yes, great.
- Call me if you find it. - Right.
Aníta, that priest...
Aníta.
- Aníta! - What?
The priest. Did she tell you something new?
No.
Well, she saw a car drive fast down from the mountain that night.
Okay, great. How did she describe it?
- She didn't. - Didn't?
- No, just that it was a 4WD. - No colour?
- It was dark, she didn't see it. - Okay.
I was thinking about going to look at the mountain and the beach.
Do you want to come with me as a guide?
- A guide? - Call it what you want...
Do you think I just sit here
and wait for you to find time for me?
- I've tried to talk to you for days. - We can talk on the way.
I'm not interested in talking to you in a car
because you need company.
- Ask Tommi. - He's doing something else.
- Okay, then find Raggi. - I don't know where he is.
- I don't know what to tell you. - Are you five years old, Aníta?
Aníta, talk to me.
Aníta, wait.
- Aníta, wait a second. - What?
- I don't like it any more than you do. - Rubbish.
- Do you think I want to be here? - You wouldn't be here otherwise!
- I'm helping you! - I don't need any fucking help!
Okay.
Okay, I just...
You could have sent anyone. Anyone else.
The mountain is over there.
There's a road, and the mountain is at the end.
- It's not complicated. - Thank you.
- Can you move? - Yes.
When I started doing this, I was just going to map the area
and see if some places were more dangerous,
so that we could put up signs to prevent the accidents.
- And? - Nothing.
You began with “When I started,” as if there's a different agenda now.
No.
No?
What are you thinking?
Six deaths in three years. That's a lot.
Mm.
But isn't it normal, because of the number of tourists?
- No. Do you think so? - I don't know.
I'm wondering if there's... a connection to our case.
Or not...
The first case was a woman who disappeared at the glacier's edge.
She's never been found. Shortly after that,
another woman was found on the black sands, and she was...
She had ripped her hat off,
opened her jacket and removed her mittens,
so people thought she had hypothermia.
Which makes sense in a way. But her skull was fractured.
People thought she had fallen off a cliff
two kilometres away from where she was found,
then walked two kilometres and lost consciousness.
Those are the cliffs.
- They're not tall enough. - Exactly.
You don't break your skull falling down into the sand there.
They wondered whether a sandstorm had blown a rock against her head.
It's possible. It was windy.
What about the autopsy?
There was no autopsy. Raggi didn't want one.
- What? - Yes.
Salómon examined the body.
He and I agreed it should be sent to Reykjavik for an autopsy,
and Raggi said no.
- What? - Yes. Raggi should have retired.
He's just...
I shouldn't say this, but just between us...
he's tired and can't be bothered.
All of us are codependent.
He just can't be bothered to send a body for an autopsy.
Yes, I've noticed he's a bit...
- Old. - Yes.
- But that he can't be bothered... - How long have you been here?
- Three days? - Five.
So you really haven't had time to notice.
After Una died, Raggi stopped bothering.
My job is fixing his mistakes.
- Haven't you said anything? - You know what it's like.
“He's quitting soon, it will change soon.”
I can't...
Ulrika's autopsy report is here.
Two fractures to her skull.
One is obviously after she fell, but...
the other came from a heavy blow with a narrow tool.
The other cases... what about them?
- Are they strange as well? - Two are just accidents, no question.
Ulrika and the woman on the sands, they are very similar.
Yes.
And then there are two that are very strange.
Fractured skulls?
We don't know. Raggi didn't want autopsies
and Salómon didn't find anything examining the bodies.
Look, there are files down at the station
with all of this in them.
Where?
Yes, I can pick up the soup on my way home.
Yes, that would be great. I could go too, I'm off work.
But I'm on my way anyway.
Okay, great. When do you think you'll arrive?
In half an hour. I have to make a stop.
No hurry.
I'll see you when I see you. I look forward to it.
- Yes. Me too. - Okay.
Okay, bye.
We had a flat tire, we can't move. We just need some help.
There's tools in the car, in the trunk.
- Is Raggi not here? - No, I don't know where he is.
- Can you help me? - No, sorry.
- I have to look for that fucking tent... - I'm very busy.
Can you believe it? They just had a flat tire.
- Weren't you busy? - Yes, I'm going.
- See you. - Bye.
- Well, have at it. - Are you recording?
Yes. Smile.
I want to say a few words.
First of all, my lovely Una, congratulations.
As your big sister i have to ask, when will we get a niece?
- Or nephew. - Yes... Raggi, nobody asked you.
I hope you're doing everything you can,
I mean everything,
so we can get a niece named Halla sooner rather than later.
- Or Halli. - Right.
- Let's toast the birthday girt. - Cheers!
Happy birthday to her, happy birthday to her.
It's Una's birthday today,
happy birthday to her!
Long may she live! Hurrah!
Cheers.
Una, smile.
- Don't you like the soup? - No, it's fine. I'm just not hungry.
It's fine.
Listen, one thing.
The investigation is getting more complicated.
It's a circus. They don't know what they're doing.
So we've asked for more people from Reykjavik.
And I have to follow up and help them.
So I have to stay a bit longer.
Not much longer, but a little bit.
When did you find that out?
When were you going to tell me?
Just... it was just now. I just heard.
I don't want to be here any more than you.
It's just the way it is. I can't control it.
- You know what's it like. - Okay.
I trust you.
You know there's a reason why you have to investigate this case.
You can stay longer.
A nice offer, but...
the kids are asking when we're coming back.
I love you.
- Gústi... - Yes?
This soup...
is just like every other vegetable soup.
Want a burger?
It's going fine. I'm just finishing.
But I went to Hrífunes and they're out of soup.
I can't believe it.
I'm going to the Thai place. Or do you want something else?
No, no, don't do that.
I'll cook something great for you.
- No, I can pick something up. - No.
Come by when you're finished and I'll have something ready.
- Okay. - Look forward to seeing you.
- Me too. - Yes. Bye.
Delete all messages?
What a piece of crap piano.
I like this one.
It's 50 kilometres north of Costa Brava.
Can you keep a secret?
I don't know. Do I want to hear it?
Is it something...
What?
I'm going to be a grandmother.
What?
I found a pregnancy test in Aníta's room.
You're going to be a grandfather.
A wonderful grandfather.
Right.
Really.
I don't know exactly when Raggi and your mum
started seeing each other.
She's doing something for him.
He's been much better lately.
But that doesn't change the fact he's incompetent in his job.
Do you remember this case?
Yes. It was tragic.
How can it be a fractured skull?
She's supposed to have fallen off that cliff.
It's ridiculous. I never agreed with that.
It was terrible weather that night,
so it wasn't impossible that something hit her head.
Come on!
Very unlikely. But things have happened.
- I don't know. - I feel it's...
We got the report on Ulrika's autopsy.
- Something new? - Two skull fractures.
One caused by the fall.
But the other from a heavy blow that she suffered before she fell.
Okay.
- That's interesting. - Mm-hmm.
Do you think that Lena was telling the truth?
No. I think she did it.
Yes.
The poor girl.
Yes, the poor girl.
- The burgers are great. - Thank you.
I haven't tasted vegan anything before.
Something you could get used to?
If you continue to cook for me.
Maybe.
- Want some more? - Want more sauce?
It's terribly cold. Anyway, a burger.
I'm going to get the bags.
I am fucking freezing!
Listen...
Steffi!
Hello.
If you had to choose...
would you clean Doddi's groin for a year
or cut Gulla's nails with your teeth for a year?
Was Gulla not a foot model?
Wasn't she always selling pictures of her feet?
- No. - I think so.
Never.
I choose Gulla.
- Okay. - She has beautiful toes.
Okay. My turn.
Would you rather...
drink earwax from Raggi's ears...
or...
French-kiss my mum?
Ugh. There are limits in this game, you know that.
Yes. French-kiss your mum.
Okay. Have you done it?
No.
Of course I haven't French-kissed your mother.
- Have you tried? - No.
Is there something wrong with you?
Do you promise?
Your mother has never tried to kiss me
and I have never kissed her.
I promise.
Salómon...
Want to kiss me where you've never kissed a woman?
- Is there no other place? - There are others.
You watch the tent until morning.
I'll send the people coming from Reykjavik first thing, okay?
I'm at the car.
No, turnaround. Let's not take any chances.
We're not taking a chance, Gústi. It's in the middle of nowhere.
Are you kidding me?
Stop complaining, turn around and watch the tent.
It's a few hours.
- Gústi, there's no one here. - Yes, you are.
- I sent you the co-ordinates. - Okay, great.
We'll be there first thi...
Hello?
Great.
Ohh!
Aníta, Aníta...
Aníta!
Fuck!
Hello?
Glue me to that bench there,
promise to stop me going home.
See the black asphalt, it's melting,
my feet are burning.
Together we turn out the radiant light of the street.
Now I can finally kill time.
The night is purring on my shoulders,
promising that the darkness
will put an end to my yearning.