All language subtitles for Katla.S01E02.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Einar for Gríma.

Gríma here.

-The group is south of the ridge.
-Copy that.

Gríma!

Gríma!

Gríma, I'm in trouble!

Fuck!

Gríma?

Gríma, this is Ása.

-Einar, have you seen Ása?
-No.

Gríma calling Ása.

Ása?

Where is everyone?

Everyone who?

Just everyone. The people.

Nobody is here except us.

Is it really you?

Where have you been?

-What?
-Where the hell have you been?

Here.

I have just been here.

Hey! Ása. Ása!

Ása!

Gríma calling Einar!

Gríma calling control center.

Control center.

I need an ambulance on the glacier, now!

What's going on?

I think I found my sister, Ása.

Rakel?

-God, you scared me, Darri.
-Sorry, I didn't mean to.

Just getting my mountain equipment.
Is it in the garage?

Yes, probably. You must know where it is.

Darri, I was about to call you
because of the division of assets.

-Did Soffía not contact you?
-Soffía?

My lawyer.

No, she had not been in touch.

She was going to send it.

Tell me how this looks
and we'll finish it.

I have been advised against
speaking directly to you.

-About Mikael.
-Hey…

I'll just get my stuff.

Darri, about the headstone.

-I want to get it done.
-What? Now?

Yes. It's been almost three years
since he died.

-Yes, okay.
-You can't keep running.

You have to start facing it.

I can't discuss this,
I need to go to Mýrdalsjökull.

-To do what?
-Work. Something's going on.

-I have to go.
-Darri.

Can we discuss this when I get back?

Fine. Great.

-What's going on at the glacier?
-I don't know.

She looks like the Swedish one.

Can you hold her arm
while I insert the needle?

-She's shaking so much.
-You okay?

-Vígdís, is it a liter of RA?
-Yes, Ringer Acetat, one liter.

-Ask her name.
-What?

To assess her level of consciousness.

You are at the clinic in Vík
with signs of hypothermia.

-Can you tell me your name?
-Ása.

-Ása?
-Ása. My name is Ása.

I am so glad he's coming.

Really? Why?

There's nobody better
to help evaluate the situation.

Don't forget your poncho.

-Do I put this on?
-It might be good to have.

-Way less water in the river.
-Yes, it seems to be subsiding.

At least one can live in Vík now.

-Hi, nice to see you again.
-Hello.

-I have some extra equipment.
-Yes.

This is Leifur. He is helping us out here.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-I'll get the food supplies.
-Yes.

Have you collected many tephra samples?

Yes, loads.

The lab is full of them.

So what?

Is everything between just black,
like a dreamless sleep?

Yes.

Don't you remember anything?

No fragments, like visions or…

Vague memories or dreams…

I remember us being on the glacier
on our snowmobiles.

Responding to an emergency call.

Gathering tourists
because of the volcanic unrest.

Then the ashfall began.

Then what?

Then…

I don't know if it was after that.

After what?

-Someone injected me with a needle.
-Needle?

-What kind of needle?
-A hypodermic needle.

Or…

was that maybe…

after I came here?

When did I get here?

What do you think?

I don't think we should dismiss
the possibility

that she was kept prisoner somewhere
all this time.

Oh my God.

It didn't occur to me
that it might be a criminal case.

We'll do a biopsy and a blood test.

What the hell is happening?

-How can she still be alive?
-I don't understand.

Dad.

Hi, Dad.

It's you!

Of course it's me.

Why is everybody acting
so weird towards me?

First the woman yesterday and now Ása.

It's her.

-Isn't it?
-Yes.

How can it be?

I don't know.

I know this sounds ridiculous…

but is it possible that she was,

I don't know, frozen up there for a year?

Gríma…

No.

-Where has she been, then?
-I don't know, darling.

I have no idea.

Unless there's an uplift under Katla.

That is unlikely.

I agree that it's unlikely,
but what if it's true?

A pyroclastic flow is no joke
so if there is a small chance,

even a tiny one,
the area needs to be evacuated.

Let's not predict
another Pompeii just yet.

I'm not. I'm just saying it would be
irresponsible to ignore the signs

since we don't want to die
in a gas explosion.

I understand, but a pyroclastic flow
has never come from Katla.

-It has never erupted for a whole year.
-No.

It isn't behaving like usual,
but more like Öræfajökull,

and that is certainly known
for pyroclastic flows.

If you ask me,
nothing here seems normal anymore.

I know that you scientists
don't believe things

unless it can be measured
with your fancy equipment…

but I can tell you that something
is happening

that science can
unfortunately not explain.

That's Bergrún, the hotel manager.

She was a fortune teller.

She is a tea leaf and palm reader

and has a connection to the elves.

Yes. I think she smoked too much
of something in the hippie era.

"Satan went out from the presence
of the Lord and afflicted Job

with painful sores from the soles
of his feet to the crown of his head."

"Job took a piece of broken pottery
and scraped himself with it

as he sat among the ashes."

"Then…" Drink carefully, my love.

"His wife said to him,

'Are you still holding on
to your integrity?'"

"'Curse God and die!'"

"But he said to her,

'You speak as a foolish woman speaks.'"

"'Should we accept only good from God

and not adversity?'"

Are you okay, my love?

Well…

I see.

ÁLFHEIÐUR GRÍMSDÓTTIR
BELOVED MOTHER AND WIFE

ÁSA THÓRSDÓTTIR

Welcome.

Your room is here inside.

Here are the GPS measurements.

As you can see there is
a five-centimeter rise in one week.

Do you get why I'm worried
about a pyroclastic cloud?

-Is there an earthquake chart at the time?
-Yes.

The earthquake chart
doesn't show anything noteworthy.

The GPS could have incorrect settings.

This could be a new magma intrusion
a few kilometers down.

Reset the GPS and keep a close eye
on the seismographs…

-Is that it?
-Yes.

This is the sample
that showed the deviations.

Hello.

I have a foreign woman here
by the name of Gunhild Ahlberg.

Yes, Swedish.

She at least showed up here.

Yes.

-No, no. What is going on?
-I am leaving.

It's too early, Ása.
You came yesterday with bad hypothermia.

I am fine.
I am just going to discharge myself.

You have to be under observation.

Your heart could be up to all kinds
of nonsense.

We need to be sure your kidneys work.

-I don't want to be here.
-I understand that.

At least let us monitor your heart
until you leave.

Okay.

Brynja, can you attach the ECG for me?

Yes.

He doesn't seem worried
about the GPS measurements.

I mean…

"I mean, why should we be worried?"

"The area has been evacuated."

I just worry about my own ass, thank you.

I don't want to be grilled alive.

-That's disgusting.
-You are welcome.

Good morning.

Did you know that some of this tephra,
the black rocks,

shows the same reading as the ash
from the ice you sent me?

Really?

We need better samples
from the eruption in 1918.

Yes.

Then we'll see if those same
chemical compositions were there.

This is so dense.

So this black, glassy coat is just…

incredibly fascinating.

He looks a bit like you. Is this your son?

Yes.

How old is he?

He would have been…

twelve.

Gríma.

I spoke to Gísli…

and he thinks it's a possibility

that she was held captive for some time.

Captive?

Yes, this is just one theory.

But what…

-Are you saying she was…
-We don't know.

I at least took a drug test and a biopsy

and sent it to the lab in Reykjavík.

I just wanted you to know.

I can't imagine what you've been through.

I am so happy to see you.

I have a hard time believing this.

Ása, you are my sister
and I love you no matter what.

Yes.

-So everybody just left?
-Yes, the town was evacuated.

First because of the glacial floods.

Some returned,
but nobody lasted long because of the ash.

The authorities don't want people here.

It's a health hazard.

But you didn't leave.

No.

Gunhild?

I had a feeling you would show up.

Yes…

I remember you.
You are the hotel manager's daughter.

Yes.

You were here the last summer
my mother ran the hotel.

I am running it now.

-Did you ever go to Nepal?
-Yes. You remember.

Yes, I went to Nepal…

I lived in India…

For a bit in Copenhagen.

So you followed your adventurous spirit?

I followed all my dreams.

All the way to the world's end
and back again to Vík.

What about you?

Did you travel more?

No, it didn't work out that way.

So you settled down?

Do you have a husband? Children?

I went back to Sweden.

And now you are back here.

It is very nice to see you again.

It's a shame that you come now

since the eruption makes everything
so difficult.

All these strange things happening.

Something's in the air.

It is not how it's supposed to be.

It's still good to be here.

I need to be able to get around.

You can't get a taxi here, right?

No, but you can take
any car that is outside.

It's an unwritten rule
that if the key is in the seat,

you can take it and use it.

Thank you.

Do you want a beer?

Not while on duty, thank you.

It's one beer.

Are you okay?

Yes, it's just… It's weird with Ása.

You two had something going, right?

Well, yes…

Don't you think it's strange
that she's back?

Yes, it is of course very strange.

But the Lord works in mysterious ways.

OBITUARY - ÁSA THÓRSDÓTTIR

Dad?

She is reading her own obituaries.

Maybe not the best idea to give her
that scrapbook.

She needs to connect with reality somehow.

I know. I just feel like I have lost
my connection with reality as well.

Yes, I know what you mean, darling.

If you had me declared deceased,
was there a funeral?

No, we had a…

Some sort of memorial service.

Just a month ago.

When it was clear that…

When we assumed
that you wouldn't be found.

So there was a funeral?

No, it was a memorial…

More like a memorial service.

We were advised to organize
a final farewell…

to help us with the grieving process.

There wasn't a casket
so we had a gravestone made.

Or a memorial stone.

It's in the cemetery.

Hi.

Hi.

-Who are you?
-Gunhild Ahlberg.

Is that so?

Yes.

Why are you in Iceland?

I work at a hotel.

-Tell me about Thór.
-What do you mean?

What's your connection to him?

-Why do you ask?
-Just answer me.

Do you know his wife, or…

No, not at all.

How is your relationship?

I am carrying his child.

Are you keeping it?

Where are you going?

I promised Kjartan to help
with the milking machine.

I won't be long.

Are you leaving?

Going for a walk.

Ása, are you okay?

Ása?

BECAUSE I LIVE, YOU ALSO WILL LIVE

Hi, Mom.

ÁLFHEIÐUR GRÍMSDÓTTIR
LOVING WIFE AND MOTHER

ÁSA THÓRSDÓTTIR

Hello, little friend.

Thór!

Here.

I thought, back then, that there was
something between Gunhild and Thór.

Blow.

I might very well have been wrong.

But he has enough on his plate now.

His daughter has returned.

Haven't you heard the news?

It appears Ása is back.

Just like that.

And she's fit as a fiddle.

This is absolutely bizarre.

Like something out of a folktale.

This wouldn't be the first time
Katla swallowed someone whole

and spat them out way later.

In the eruption in 1311,

it started with a glacial
outburst flood after Christmas,

followed by an enormous shower of ash.

In the spring a girl was found,
buried in the ash

with her dog.

They were both alive.

People believed that she was a Changeling.

There is something strange going on here.

I can feel it in my bones.

Well, should we read your cup?

-Aren't you going to say something?
-Like what?

Something mean about Kjartan's cooking.

You have always hated…

What did you call it?

His fat-soaked coronary sealant.

I hate his food.

He has been cooking all day
and is probably counting on a lecture

about cholesterol.

You have to tell him.

When you say it like that
I sound like a complete bitch.

-Ása?
-What is she doing here?

Please don't.

Is it you, Eyja?

Hi, Dad.