Beforeigners (2019–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Episode #2.5 - full transcript
For today's baptism,
we will be assisted by none other than
our new member of honour:
St. Olaf Haraldsson.
- What is the name of the child?
- Jon.
Do you want Jon to be baptised
in the name of the Father,
the Son and the Holy Spirit?
Yes.
Then,
I make the sign of the holy cross.
As a testimony that you, Jon,
will belong to the crucified,
and resurrected Jesus Christ.
Could you take a picture with us,
too?
- Thank you so much!
- My pleasure.
- Did you get the water?
- The holiest water around.
Sanctified by the founder
of the church himself.
BEFOREIGNERS
If backwards time travel
is a possibility,
where are
the tourists from the future?
This paraphrase
of Professor Hawking's words
has been used to dismiss
the concept of going back in time.
My response: Future time-travellers
would be far too busy for tourism.
They would most likely
be spending all their time
trying to stop that first
little fish from crawling to shore.
The fish to which I refer, is of course
that snotty little sea creature
who decided to become
a land-based mammal.
Excuse me, professor.
Are you saying it would be a noble act
to prevent the evolutionary
step that created mankind?
It would be the noblest possible act.
Any enlightened being who could stop
the first fish from leaving the sea,
would do so.
I strongly disagree, Professor.
If you could avert the Holocaust,
slavery, simply by killing a fish...
Have you heard about the sea horse
we have in our skulls?
You mean the hippocampus?
People with Temporal sleep disorder
have a damaged or reduced horse,
but on my scan it was bigger.
Well, isn't that good news?
On the scan they first took,
it looks smaller.
So your hippocampus is growing?
I've started to experience some
strange stuff at least...
But take the video you sent me.
Even though it's in English,
I understood every word.
I don't mean to be sceptical here.
But I've heard you speak English.
To put it like that.
Fine.
Ask me anything.
- Did you sleep well tonight?
- I slept very well, thank you.
- Ask me something more difficult.
- Okay.
Give me a summary of
Professor Roberts' lecture.
He presented a time travel paradox
that grew into a quasi-philosophical rant.
Towards the end I sensed a misogynistic
tendency towards his female student.
What the hell...
You see?
I've become a fucking genius!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Welcome.
Roald. Transit centre leader.
They were picked up by the rescue
boat from the transit centre in Son.
We are authorised for timeigrants
with unconfirmed national origin,
so they were sent to us.
And you concluded
that they were British?
Yes, everything pointed to that.
Why weren't they
extradited to England?
One of them spoke Norwegian. Seemed
to have had a connection to Norway.
- All three resisted extradition.
- So they just stayed at the centre?
Unfortunately, that often happens when
we can't establish nationality of origin.
Some remain here
with status pending for years.
But why weren't they
reported missing when they fled?
The police only prioritise
escape cases
where the escapee
is a danger to the general public.
I can assure you,
we'll prioritise this case, at least.
Two of the women have been murdered.
We fear the same might happen
to the third.
Oh my God.
Do you know who killed them?
No one has been formally charged.
Did an English speaking contemporary
man contact you about them?
Anything you would like to share?
A genealogist called
from a university in England
with some questions about the women.
I know I'm not supposed to share
information without a formal query.
But he was very persuasive
and credible.
I'm looking for a
lady called Nessie Olssen.
Ms. Olssen is expecting you
in room 303.
- She is expecting me?
- That's what she said.
The door is open.
You look different.
A new man has entered my life.
A gentleman named Jesus Christ.
I hate to break it to you, but Mr Christ
has a reputation for being unfaithful.
I must say you
are being remarkably calm.
The others went crazy
when I came for them.
The redhead
even pulled a knife on me.
I told her knives and bullets
wouldn't bite on a creature like you.
- What bites on a creature like me?
- This.
You're going to hit me on the head?
I will defeat you
with the power of the spirit.
The light of Jesus our savior
will extinguish your darkness!
Credo in Deum Patrem omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae.
Et in Iesum Christum, Filium
Eius unicum, Dominum nostrum.
Qui conceptus est de Spiritu
Sancto, natus ex Maria Virgine.
Credo in Spiritum Sanctum,
sanctam Ecclesiam catholicam.
Sanctorum communionem,
remissionem peccatorum.
Carnis resurrectionem,
vitam aeternam.
Sorry to ruin the moment.
I couldn't resist that.
You're coming with me.
Credo..
Give me your best shot.
Bullseye!
- So, nice flight?
- Yes.
What did they say at the transit?
An English contemporary
man had asked about the women.
Can you get a picture of the
third woman out to the press?
I have a feeling the killer
is quite a few steps ahead of us here.
We need to bring Mr. Haaland
and Ms. Enginnsdottir in on this.
We got the impression
that they'd been taken off the case?
Well, I reversed my decision.
Lars?
Alfhildr?
The Timeigration Directorate decided
to appeal Olaf Haraldsson's case.
Haraldsson had his application
accepted for identity establishment.
But TDI will now
appeal the decision to the court.
Does the shit never end in this time?
Watch the chassis.
I just had it EU checked.
Shut the fuck up!
We need to reevaluate
the case in light of the new murders.
Do you agree we can rule out
Isaac Ben Joseph as a suspect now?
Not at all. But it's starting to look
like Ben Joseph had an accomplice.
Why do you think Ben Joseph
and Roberts are accomplices?
Could we start by explaining who
Mr. Roberts is? This is all new to me.
A controversial physics professor
who went missing a few years ago.
Our current theory is that both men
suffer from grave mental illness.
How about Alfhildr's question?
What makes you believe Isaac Ben
Joseph works together with this man?
Information that surfaced during
our interrogations of Mr. Joseph.
They're lying through their teeth.
How could they know
who we're investigating?
I think we should talk
about this outside.
Olaf?
Hi!
- Hey. You're back already?
- Yes.
Sure am.
What are you doing?
Seeking support in God
for new battles with
the Timeigration Directorate.
Did you just snort a line of cocaine?
We live together.
We have to be able to talk about things.
So let's talk about why the hell
you've started wearing jeans again.
You know those trousers are ungodly.
You're fucking unbelievable.
Doing coke in the middle of the day,
and attacking me for my trousers?
Aslakr and Gegnir will help you pack.
What?
I'm dumping you, girl.
That shouldn't be so hard to understand.
What about the volva's vision?
We saw that we belong together.
We missaw.
So, you think one of ours is feeding
them info under the table?
And you suspect Alex?
Skitr...
What's the motive for London
for obscuring a murder investigation?
I have a theory.
Management would probably think
I was crazy again if I told them about it.
Let's hear it.
What if the English police sent John back
in time, as part of a secret operation?
And now they're worried
our investigation will uncover it?
Do you have any kind of evidence
that such operations exist?
I have come across things in
my spare time that might indicate that.
What are we waiting for?
Show me what you found.
I wasn't really myself
when I found those things.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- After quitting Temproxat, I've...
- I've had a couple of relapses.
- Skitr...
I realise this is
a little outside the box.
But I need the drops
if I'm going to dive into this again.
I'll take the drops
under your supervision.
If it doesn't work, you just have
to make sure I don't fall off the wagon.
What kind of authorisation
do I have to stop you?
- Whatever you need.
- This could actually be kind of fun.
- What's wrong?
- Olaf ditched me.
Madelaine...
This'll be okay.
But I'll never meet
another guy like Olaf.
This isn't you.
Where's that girl who shared
Perry's dick-pics when he cheated?
This isn't Perry!
Olaf Haraldsson.
Fuck him!
You don't need him. Fuck him!
Do you have anything on the guy?
Are you coming?
The police believe the woman
may have information
regarding an ongoing investigation and
ask for tips about where she may be.
Are you taking a bath in there, or...
Can you tell me
where we're going now?
Relax.
I've got the situation under control.
I set up a proxy server down here.
The internet provider
started to become a little clingy.
Is this the Onion Router?
The one who peels the onion,
shall find answers.
Good morning.
Morning.
Thank you.
Did we find anything yesterday?
I printed what seemed most relevant.
These are leaked documents
connected to Project 19.
An English plan to send agents
back to the 19th century.
But those who have uploaded it
seem like the conspiratorial kind.
The question is
how we take this further.
Project 19...
I think it's best we start
by keeping this completely to ourselves.
Welcome to Oslo Police Station.
How can I help?
Oslo Police Station,
how can I help you?
This is Jack.
Let me speak to the chief of police.
We have no times for prank calls.
Where are you going?
A 19th century guy
has been found dead at a hotel.
The receptionist
claims the woman we reported missing
had booked the room
where the man was found dead.
What on earth has been going on here?
Did we all get the same email now?
- I mean, this could be a virus.
- We'll just have to take that chance.
TONIGHT
I'm glad you could step in
at such short notice.
- Your mother was detained at work.
- No worries.
- So...
- Do you want some help with that?
That won't be necessary.
Come. Let's go.
- Okay.
- Time to get out of here.
Could you stop by Valentin's grave?
I was on my way there to tend to it,
when the hullabaloo occurred.
Let's hope the lilies will manage
in the cold for a few days.
Yes.
- Is something perturbing you?
- No.
It was thoughtless of me to bring you
down here in your present condition.
What do you think about it, actually?
Do you agree with mum?
I will support you through the storm,
no matter what choice you make.
I don't know if I've told you
before, Gregers,
but I'm very lucky
to have you as my stepdad.
You cannot fathom
how warming those words are.
We're setting up
the tracking device now.
The phone operator is ready,
over and out.
Yes...
Sure.
Asphyxiation.
Twelve letter word,
breathing difficulty.
This is Grete Skog,
Chief of the Oslo Police Department.
I'm glad you finally took the time.
You are most likely trying to trace
this call, so I'll keep it brief.
I am calling to offer you a trade.
The woman for Mr. Henry Black.
- Who's Henry Black?
- Don't be daft.
He's right there with you, isn't he?
The Oslo police
do not trade in humans.
Well, in that case the woman dies.
If you happen to change your mind,
Henry Black must be at the Grønland
tube station at noon tomorrow.
Hello?
- He hung up. Over.
- Did we get anything? Over.
Negative.
Over and out.
I need to confer with our legal team
on how this can be arranged.
- You're considering to do the switch?
- It's getting late.
- Let's reconvene in the morning.
- Okay.
There. Let's. Would you like this one?
Are you okay?
Are you sitting alright?
Well, the assault on me
was not incidental.
The culprits were sent by this Sturla.
The target was not me, but Lars.
But why
would Sturla's guys assault Lars?
I approached him
a couple of days earlier.
Asked him to stop bothering Ingrid.
Then he started running his mouth...
The fatherly instinct can disrupt
reason's control over the emotions.
For heaven's sake!
Our daughter has to get an abortion
after a one night stand
with a psychopath.
- And you add fuel to the fire?
- It wasn't my intention. I was...
It doesn't matter.
Because I've decided to keep the baby.
I'm very confused now, Ingrid.
Gregers made me understand
what this is really about.
- I'm not sure what I might have said.
- No, what might that have been?
Don't make this about you two.
I understood that it's me and no one
else who has to make this choice.
And what makes you believe
that this is the right choice?
You're going to be a grandmother.
Deal with it.
Hello!
The parish is full of expectations.
- Good.
- Welcome.
The church has forgotten
how power works.
What do you mean?
If you want power,
you have to radiate success.
You have to surround yourself with
beautiful women, gold and glitter.
Not a group of old hags munching
sugarloaf in a dump of a house.
- Take it easy, Olaf.
- Hi.
I am the leader
of the evangelic history team.
And we're doing a team study
of the role of women in Viking culture.
Do you have time
for a coffee and a chat?
I need to go to the toilet first.
Have a look at this story that was
just published in the news.
It says they've confiscated drugs.
The police found
a bag of cocaine at the vicarage.
- The story is out already.
- Why the hell were the police there?
Gegnir said it seemed
like they had received a tip.
Madeleine. That bitter little whore
must be behind it.
The Bishop just called.
What is going on at the vicarage?
God knows. This must...
This must be some worker.
With ungodly habits.
Unfortunately, the church will have
to disassociate itself from you
until this has been sorted out.
The church wants
to disassociate itself from me?
I built this church.
My men gave their blood for the cross.
What did you do?
Sit on your ass eating sugarloaf
with a bunch of dried up cunts!
- Where do we go?
- Certainly not back to the vicarage.
Gegnir said the police seemed eager
to bring you in for questioning.
- Get out and walk.
- But Olaf...
You can't drive
without a supervising driver.
Bloody hell!
There.
Out.
Hi, Alex.
I'm just calling to let you know
I'm not feeling too well.
- I better just stay in bed.
- Are you kidding me?
This is not the day
to play the PMS card.
Will you excuse us for two seconds?
- How do you feel?
- Like I'm too old for this shit.
Our Norwegian partners have decided
to prepare the temporal agent.
- Just in case something goes wrong.
- Is that really necessary?
Have we given them full control?
The operation will be led by
Oslo and London in collaboration.
I have a bad feeling about this.
When management have given the guy
authorisation to play the hero,
there isn't much we can do.
- You look tired.
- Everything is going to hell.
And it's your fault.
Your problems are temporary.
I know that you will
sit on the throne again.
- Stop it.
- I've seen it.
Those are just fantasies.
Was it fantasies that stopped
your death at Stiklestad, too?
That foresaw that
you would be reborn in the water?
How am I to rise again
in this fucked up world?
And how can this Enginnsdottir have
any role to play? It makes no sense.
We have to go deeper into the vision.
It's time to go see her.
This is a technical test
from operational leader OPK.
Are you there operational leader MPS?
Over.
Operational leader MPS replying.
We hear you loud and clear.
Continuing check on all OPK vehicles.
Are you there, Enginnsdottir? Over.
We hear you, Harald, over.
Reminding all OPK vehicles to use
the operational language. Over and out.
Operational leader MPS to OPK.
Mr. Black will take his position, over.
Operational leader MPS, please
confirm sound on Mr. Black. Over.
Operational leader MPS.
Sound confirmed, over.
We're not exactly radiating
full control here.
Enginnsdottir to MPS.
Does Mr. Black's sound give
any clue on what's going on? Over.
Part of the communication
was in Norwegian.
We're trying to decipher it now.
Over.
Enginnsdottir to all vehicles.
Black just left his position, over.
This is Haaland asking permission
to follow Mr. Black on foot, over.
Instructions were
to keep position or abort, over.
We still have a pending request
from one of our vehicles. Over.
Operational leader MPS to operational
leader OPK. What is your question?
Fuck this.
Okay, I'm here. Now what?
Now you go into the tunnel.
Go east.
Are you out of your mind?
The trains are coming.
Not anymore.
Okay.
Operational leader OPK to Enginnsdottir,
please come in, over?
Enginnsdottir to OPK.
Haaland and I are entering...
It seems Mr. Black
has gone into the tunnels.
- Await further instructions, over.
- Negative.
We must act...
Or...
Hello?
You're breaking up.
Long time no see, Henry.
How is your backhand these days?
The woman is already dead, I assume.
- Your assumption is correct, yes.
- What has been the point of all this?
Those girls all saw me way back when.
They could have exposed P19.
Why all the theatrics?
- The man upstairs doesn't like it messy.
- The man upstairs is a cunt, Henry.
He screwed me over when I returned.
I guess this is just my way
of sticking it back up his ass.
Where do you think
we're going to go from here?
Put me in a manor house with jolly girls
and a generous wine cellar.
I'll be gone for ever.
Why did you kill
those women in Whitechapel?
Guinea pigs to test
my improvised time travel device.
- And the mutilation?
- Just covering my tracks.
Creatively.
We don't want the agency's temporal
knowledge in the wrong hands, do we?
Why do I feel you're dodging
the essence of my question?
Which is?
How a man I once consided a friend,
could turn into Jack the Ripper.
Oh Henry...
You still don't understand
anything about time, do you?
I was always Jack.
Whatever you are...
It ends here.
Did you manage
to plot her address into the GPS?
- I think so.
- Does this journey has a purpose?
We'll find the answer when we meet her.
She is the key to our rebirth.
- I have seen it.
- I need more of the divine dust.
You have reached
the voicemail of 4540...
Forget this world.
A new one is about to be born.
You are back on the throne,
and I am your queen.
We love each other,
and the gods love us.
Stop!
Police.
Trust me. It's better for both of us
if you put that thing away.
Lay down on the ground
and put your hands on your head!
Sorry.
Alfhildr!
You're like me?
A fellow two-way traveller?
I am nothing like you.
And now I'm bringing you in.
A little scientific heads up:
I don't know what happens
to the space-time continuum
if two creatures like us
confront each other.
What the fuck
is space-time continuum?
I like your attitude.
Revised and Synchronized by
FAST TITLES MEDIA
we will be assisted by none other than
our new member of honour:
St. Olaf Haraldsson.
- What is the name of the child?
- Jon.
Do you want Jon to be baptised
in the name of the Father,
the Son and the Holy Spirit?
Yes.
Then,
I make the sign of the holy cross.
As a testimony that you, Jon,
will belong to the crucified,
and resurrected Jesus Christ.
Could you take a picture with us,
too?
- Thank you so much!
- My pleasure.
- Did you get the water?
- The holiest water around.
Sanctified by the founder
of the church himself.
BEFOREIGNERS
If backwards time travel
is a possibility,
where are
the tourists from the future?
This paraphrase
of Professor Hawking's words
has been used to dismiss
the concept of going back in time.
My response: Future time-travellers
would be far too busy for tourism.
They would most likely
be spending all their time
trying to stop that first
little fish from crawling to shore.
The fish to which I refer, is of course
that snotty little sea creature
who decided to become
a land-based mammal.
Excuse me, professor.
Are you saying it would be a noble act
to prevent the evolutionary
step that created mankind?
It would be the noblest possible act.
Any enlightened being who could stop
the first fish from leaving the sea,
would do so.
I strongly disagree, Professor.
If you could avert the Holocaust,
slavery, simply by killing a fish...
Have you heard about the sea horse
we have in our skulls?
You mean the hippocampus?
People with Temporal sleep disorder
have a damaged or reduced horse,
but on my scan it was bigger.
Well, isn't that good news?
On the scan they first took,
it looks smaller.
So your hippocampus is growing?
I've started to experience some
strange stuff at least...
But take the video you sent me.
Even though it's in English,
I understood every word.
I don't mean to be sceptical here.
But I've heard you speak English.
To put it like that.
Fine.
Ask me anything.
- Did you sleep well tonight?
- I slept very well, thank you.
- Ask me something more difficult.
- Okay.
Give me a summary of
Professor Roberts' lecture.
He presented a time travel paradox
that grew into a quasi-philosophical rant.
Towards the end I sensed a misogynistic
tendency towards his female student.
What the hell...
You see?
I've become a fucking genius!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Welcome.
Roald. Transit centre leader.
They were picked up by the rescue
boat from the transit centre in Son.
We are authorised for timeigrants
with unconfirmed national origin,
so they were sent to us.
And you concluded
that they were British?
Yes, everything pointed to that.
Why weren't they
extradited to England?
One of them spoke Norwegian. Seemed
to have had a connection to Norway.
- All three resisted extradition.
- So they just stayed at the centre?
Unfortunately, that often happens when
we can't establish nationality of origin.
Some remain here
with status pending for years.
But why weren't they
reported missing when they fled?
The police only prioritise
escape cases
where the escapee
is a danger to the general public.
I can assure you,
we'll prioritise this case, at least.
Two of the women have been murdered.
We fear the same might happen
to the third.
Oh my God.
Do you know who killed them?
No one has been formally charged.
Did an English speaking contemporary
man contact you about them?
Anything you would like to share?
A genealogist called
from a university in England
with some questions about the women.
I know I'm not supposed to share
information without a formal query.
But he was very persuasive
and credible.
I'm looking for a
lady called Nessie Olssen.
Ms. Olssen is expecting you
in room 303.
- She is expecting me?
- That's what she said.
The door is open.
You look different.
A new man has entered my life.
A gentleman named Jesus Christ.
I hate to break it to you, but Mr Christ
has a reputation for being unfaithful.
I must say you
are being remarkably calm.
The others went crazy
when I came for them.
The redhead
even pulled a knife on me.
I told her knives and bullets
wouldn't bite on a creature like you.
- What bites on a creature like me?
- This.
You're going to hit me on the head?
I will defeat you
with the power of the spirit.
The light of Jesus our savior
will extinguish your darkness!
Credo in Deum Patrem omnipotentem,
Creatorem caeli et terrae.
Et in Iesum Christum, Filium
Eius unicum, Dominum nostrum.
Qui conceptus est de Spiritu
Sancto, natus ex Maria Virgine.
Credo in Spiritum Sanctum,
sanctam Ecclesiam catholicam.
Sanctorum communionem,
remissionem peccatorum.
Carnis resurrectionem,
vitam aeternam.
Sorry to ruin the moment.
I couldn't resist that.
You're coming with me.
Credo..
Give me your best shot.
Bullseye!
- So, nice flight?
- Yes.
What did they say at the transit?
An English contemporary
man had asked about the women.
Can you get a picture of the
third woman out to the press?
I have a feeling the killer
is quite a few steps ahead of us here.
We need to bring Mr. Haaland
and Ms. Enginnsdottir in on this.
We got the impression
that they'd been taken off the case?
Well, I reversed my decision.
Lars?
Alfhildr?
The Timeigration Directorate decided
to appeal Olaf Haraldsson's case.
Haraldsson had his application
accepted for identity establishment.
But TDI will now
appeal the decision to the court.
Does the shit never end in this time?
Watch the chassis.
I just had it EU checked.
Shut the fuck up!
We need to reevaluate
the case in light of the new murders.
Do you agree we can rule out
Isaac Ben Joseph as a suspect now?
Not at all. But it's starting to look
like Ben Joseph had an accomplice.
Why do you think Ben Joseph
and Roberts are accomplices?
Could we start by explaining who
Mr. Roberts is? This is all new to me.
A controversial physics professor
who went missing a few years ago.
Our current theory is that both men
suffer from grave mental illness.
How about Alfhildr's question?
What makes you believe Isaac Ben
Joseph works together with this man?
Information that surfaced during
our interrogations of Mr. Joseph.
They're lying through their teeth.
How could they know
who we're investigating?
I think we should talk
about this outside.
Olaf?
Hi!
- Hey. You're back already?
- Yes.
Sure am.
What are you doing?
Seeking support in God
for new battles with
the Timeigration Directorate.
Did you just snort a line of cocaine?
We live together.
We have to be able to talk about things.
So let's talk about why the hell
you've started wearing jeans again.
You know those trousers are ungodly.
You're fucking unbelievable.
Doing coke in the middle of the day,
and attacking me for my trousers?
Aslakr and Gegnir will help you pack.
What?
I'm dumping you, girl.
That shouldn't be so hard to understand.
What about the volva's vision?
We saw that we belong together.
We missaw.
So, you think one of ours is feeding
them info under the table?
And you suspect Alex?
Skitr...
What's the motive for London
for obscuring a murder investigation?
I have a theory.
Management would probably think
I was crazy again if I told them about it.
Let's hear it.
What if the English police sent John back
in time, as part of a secret operation?
And now they're worried
our investigation will uncover it?
Do you have any kind of evidence
that such operations exist?
I have come across things in
my spare time that might indicate that.
What are we waiting for?
Show me what you found.
I wasn't really myself
when I found those things.
- What's that supposed to mean?
- After quitting Temproxat, I've...
- I've had a couple of relapses.
- Skitr...
I realise this is
a little outside the box.
But I need the drops
if I'm going to dive into this again.
I'll take the drops
under your supervision.
If it doesn't work, you just have
to make sure I don't fall off the wagon.
What kind of authorisation
do I have to stop you?
- Whatever you need.
- This could actually be kind of fun.
- What's wrong?
- Olaf ditched me.
Madelaine...
This'll be okay.
But I'll never meet
another guy like Olaf.
This isn't you.
Where's that girl who shared
Perry's dick-pics when he cheated?
This isn't Perry!
Olaf Haraldsson.
Fuck him!
You don't need him. Fuck him!
Do you have anything on the guy?
Are you coming?
The police believe the woman
may have information
regarding an ongoing investigation and
ask for tips about where she may be.
Are you taking a bath in there, or...
Can you tell me
where we're going now?
Relax.
I've got the situation under control.
I set up a proxy server down here.
The internet provider
started to become a little clingy.
Is this the Onion Router?
The one who peels the onion,
shall find answers.
Good morning.
Morning.
Thank you.
Did we find anything yesterday?
I printed what seemed most relevant.
These are leaked documents
connected to Project 19.
An English plan to send agents
back to the 19th century.
But those who have uploaded it
seem like the conspiratorial kind.
The question is
how we take this further.
Project 19...
I think it's best we start
by keeping this completely to ourselves.
Welcome to Oslo Police Station.
How can I help?
Oslo Police Station,
how can I help you?
This is Jack.
Let me speak to the chief of police.
We have no times for prank calls.
Where are you going?
A 19th century guy
has been found dead at a hotel.
The receptionist
claims the woman we reported missing
had booked the room
where the man was found dead.
What on earth has been going on here?
Did we all get the same email now?
- I mean, this could be a virus.
- We'll just have to take that chance.
TONIGHT
I'm glad you could step in
at such short notice.
- Your mother was detained at work.
- No worries.
- So...
- Do you want some help with that?
That won't be necessary.
Come. Let's go.
- Okay.
- Time to get out of here.
Could you stop by Valentin's grave?
I was on my way there to tend to it,
when the hullabaloo occurred.
Let's hope the lilies will manage
in the cold for a few days.
Yes.
- Is something perturbing you?
- No.
It was thoughtless of me to bring you
down here in your present condition.
What do you think about it, actually?
Do you agree with mum?
I will support you through the storm,
no matter what choice you make.
I don't know if I've told you
before, Gregers,
but I'm very lucky
to have you as my stepdad.
You cannot fathom
how warming those words are.
We're setting up
the tracking device now.
The phone operator is ready,
over and out.
Yes...
Sure.
Asphyxiation.
Twelve letter word,
breathing difficulty.
This is Grete Skog,
Chief of the Oslo Police Department.
I'm glad you finally took the time.
You are most likely trying to trace
this call, so I'll keep it brief.
I am calling to offer you a trade.
The woman for Mr. Henry Black.
- Who's Henry Black?
- Don't be daft.
He's right there with you, isn't he?
The Oslo police
do not trade in humans.
Well, in that case the woman dies.
If you happen to change your mind,
Henry Black must be at the Grønland
tube station at noon tomorrow.
Hello?
- He hung up. Over.
- Did we get anything? Over.
Negative.
Over and out.
I need to confer with our legal team
on how this can be arranged.
- You're considering to do the switch?
- It's getting late.
- Let's reconvene in the morning.
- Okay.
There. Let's. Would you like this one?
Are you okay?
Are you sitting alright?
Well, the assault on me
was not incidental.
The culprits were sent by this Sturla.
The target was not me, but Lars.
But why
would Sturla's guys assault Lars?
I approached him
a couple of days earlier.
Asked him to stop bothering Ingrid.
Then he started running his mouth...
The fatherly instinct can disrupt
reason's control over the emotions.
For heaven's sake!
Our daughter has to get an abortion
after a one night stand
with a psychopath.
- And you add fuel to the fire?
- It wasn't my intention. I was...
It doesn't matter.
Because I've decided to keep the baby.
I'm very confused now, Ingrid.
Gregers made me understand
what this is really about.
- I'm not sure what I might have said.
- No, what might that have been?
Don't make this about you two.
I understood that it's me and no one
else who has to make this choice.
And what makes you believe
that this is the right choice?
You're going to be a grandmother.
Deal with it.
Hello!
The parish is full of expectations.
- Good.
- Welcome.
The church has forgotten
how power works.
What do you mean?
If you want power,
you have to radiate success.
You have to surround yourself with
beautiful women, gold and glitter.
Not a group of old hags munching
sugarloaf in a dump of a house.
- Take it easy, Olaf.
- Hi.
I am the leader
of the evangelic history team.
And we're doing a team study
of the role of women in Viking culture.
Do you have time
for a coffee and a chat?
I need to go to the toilet first.
Have a look at this story that was
just published in the news.
It says they've confiscated drugs.
The police found
a bag of cocaine at the vicarage.
- The story is out already.
- Why the hell were the police there?
Gegnir said it seemed
like they had received a tip.
Madeleine. That bitter little whore
must be behind it.
The Bishop just called.
What is going on at the vicarage?
God knows. This must...
This must be some worker.
With ungodly habits.
Unfortunately, the church will have
to disassociate itself from you
until this has been sorted out.
The church wants
to disassociate itself from me?
I built this church.
My men gave their blood for the cross.
What did you do?
Sit on your ass eating sugarloaf
with a bunch of dried up cunts!
- Where do we go?
- Certainly not back to the vicarage.
Gegnir said the police seemed eager
to bring you in for questioning.
- Get out and walk.
- But Olaf...
You can't drive
without a supervising driver.
Bloody hell!
There.
Out.
Hi, Alex.
I'm just calling to let you know
I'm not feeling too well.
- I better just stay in bed.
- Are you kidding me?
This is not the day
to play the PMS card.
Will you excuse us for two seconds?
- How do you feel?
- Like I'm too old for this shit.
Our Norwegian partners have decided
to prepare the temporal agent.
- Just in case something goes wrong.
- Is that really necessary?
Have we given them full control?
The operation will be led by
Oslo and London in collaboration.
I have a bad feeling about this.
When management have given the guy
authorisation to play the hero,
there isn't much we can do.
- You look tired.
- Everything is going to hell.
And it's your fault.
Your problems are temporary.
I know that you will
sit on the throne again.
- Stop it.
- I've seen it.
Those are just fantasies.
Was it fantasies that stopped
your death at Stiklestad, too?
That foresaw that
you would be reborn in the water?
How am I to rise again
in this fucked up world?
And how can this Enginnsdottir have
any role to play? It makes no sense.
We have to go deeper into the vision.
It's time to go see her.
This is a technical test
from operational leader OPK.
Are you there operational leader MPS?
Over.
Operational leader MPS replying.
We hear you loud and clear.
Continuing check on all OPK vehicles.
Are you there, Enginnsdottir? Over.
We hear you, Harald, over.
Reminding all OPK vehicles to use
the operational language. Over and out.
Operational leader MPS to OPK.
Mr. Black will take his position, over.
Operational leader MPS, please
confirm sound on Mr. Black. Over.
Operational leader MPS.
Sound confirmed, over.
We're not exactly radiating
full control here.
Enginnsdottir to MPS.
Does Mr. Black's sound give
any clue on what's going on? Over.
Part of the communication
was in Norwegian.
We're trying to decipher it now.
Over.
Enginnsdottir to all vehicles.
Black just left his position, over.
This is Haaland asking permission
to follow Mr. Black on foot, over.
Instructions were
to keep position or abort, over.
We still have a pending request
from one of our vehicles. Over.
Operational leader MPS to operational
leader OPK. What is your question?
Fuck this.
Okay, I'm here. Now what?
Now you go into the tunnel.
Go east.
Are you out of your mind?
The trains are coming.
Not anymore.
Okay.
Operational leader OPK to Enginnsdottir,
please come in, over?
Enginnsdottir to OPK.
Haaland and I are entering...
It seems Mr. Black
has gone into the tunnels.
- Await further instructions, over.
- Negative.
We must act...
Or...
Hello?
You're breaking up.
Long time no see, Henry.
How is your backhand these days?
The woman is already dead, I assume.
- Your assumption is correct, yes.
- What has been the point of all this?
Those girls all saw me way back when.
They could have exposed P19.
Why all the theatrics?
- The man upstairs doesn't like it messy.
- The man upstairs is a cunt, Henry.
He screwed me over when I returned.
I guess this is just my way
of sticking it back up his ass.
Where do you think
we're going to go from here?
Put me in a manor house with jolly girls
and a generous wine cellar.
I'll be gone for ever.
Why did you kill
those women in Whitechapel?
Guinea pigs to test
my improvised time travel device.
- And the mutilation?
- Just covering my tracks.
Creatively.
We don't want the agency's temporal
knowledge in the wrong hands, do we?
Why do I feel you're dodging
the essence of my question?
Which is?
How a man I once consided a friend,
could turn into Jack the Ripper.
Oh Henry...
You still don't understand
anything about time, do you?
I was always Jack.
Whatever you are...
It ends here.
Did you manage
to plot her address into the GPS?
- I think so.
- Does this journey has a purpose?
We'll find the answer when we meet her.
She is the key to our rebirth.
- I have seen it.
- I need more of the divine dust.
You have reached
the voicemail of 4540...
Forget this world.
A new one is about to be born.
You are back on the throne,
and I am your queen.
We love each other,
and the gods love us.
Stop!
Police.
Trust me. It's better for both of us
if you put that thing away.
Lay down on the ground
and put your hands on your head!
Sorry.
Alfhildr!
You're like me?
A fellow two-way traveller?
I am nothing like you.
And now I'm bringing you in.
A little scientific heads up:
I don't know what happens
to the space-time continuum
if two creatures like us
confront each other.
What the fuck
is space-time continuum?
I like your attitude.
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