All language subtitles for Stella Blómkvist - S02E03 (2017) WEB.eng

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Yes, hello. I need a termination
of pregnancy. What do I do?

You start with an interview,
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but if you're less than eight weeks
pregnant there's a certain process

before the termination.

But if I'm more than eight weeks?

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a termination.

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You know how far along you are?

No idea.

Then we start with an interview.

There's an available spot
at four o'clock. Can you come?

Yes. It's Stella Blómkvist.

Stella Blómkvist, good, thanks.

Thank you.

What a load of bollocks.

It's all because of Dagbjört's new
family law.

A million Icelanders in 30 years
so she fill the Olympic stadium.

But of course they have to be
racially pure and homegrown.

Cultural heritage something...

The message is clear.

The Icelandic nation has to lie down
and have uninterrupted sex

for the good of the country.

Dagbjört and co.
Will handle the rest.

I think people will realize we're
safeguarding...

Well. Now it's time to be
the best version of myself.

Or something like that.

Time for some spring cleaning.

I'm told addicts have to
find new interests

when the old ones get you in trouble.

Not today, Satan.

Hi.

- Yes, hi. How are you?
- I'm doing my new hobby.

What?
Wait a minute. I've got to move.

I've got a young man here who needs
a lawyer. Are you free?

Is he guilty?

That's the thing. He confessed
but wants to retract it.

Wait a minute.

See...

The case started with us,
then the State took it.

The way they handle things
is very peculiar.

And it's political and Diplo...

He needs a pushy bastard
like yourself.

Awww.

Shouldn't I send
you the report...

Oh, I can take a look at it
over dessert. Since he was polite.

So, what do we have?

The victim is called Immanuel.

An Israeli government employee
visiting Iceland.

The suspect's name is Nadeem
a refugee... From Palestine.

Nothing explosive there.

The autopsy shows that Immanuel
was poisoned.

But the cause of death
is a broken neck.

Nadeem was interrogated for 24 hours.

After that they got a confession.

Fucking cunt.

The deprive him of sleep,
break him down slowly,

until he said whatever they wanted.

Welcome to Guantamo Iceland.

You poisoned him that morning,
didn't you?

Yes!

So you put the poison in his
coffee?

Yes!

- This interrogation was illegal.
- Yes.

He didn't get a lawyer.
They put words in his mouth.

Threatened to deport him
if he didn't confess!

Yes, Stella. I agree with you.

They step on the constitution
again and again.

That's how
the new State police works.

They hire a lot of young bucks

for jobs that experienced policemen
should do.

The repairs here are endless.

I can't be bothered with this.

I'm thinking of resigning.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

I always wanted to finish
the Art academy.

Okay. Exciting.

Mhm.

But if Nadeem didn't kill him who
could have done it?

There were ten guests at the museum.
Five employees.

We've talked to them all.

Nobody is a suspect.

I know the confession is ridiculous

but maybe he did it.

The State police, called LLR.

Dagbjört, like all good dictators
made her own army.

It answers to the prime ministry.

It's full of new Party-members

who love wearing tall boots
and they love guns.

The old police is in
a shack somewhere

while police headquarters are being
turned into a hotel.

The new police force gets
all the money the old force got

as well as extra
from Dagbjört's China fund.

Even worse, they overtook
the Art Museum

and use it as headquarters and got
designers who obviously think

the Third Reich had the best
architecture.

Nadeem?

My name is Stella Blómkvist.

I will be your legal counsel for
you in this case.

Hmm, how are you doing?

Sorry! Sorry...

It's okay. Take your time.

Thank you.

You okay to start?

Okay, so I just need to go over the
facts of the case with you.

I have a few concerns.

Mainly the one that you confessed
to killing Immanuel Sharabi

- during interrogation...
- I, I didn't kill him!

I got scared, and confessed,
but I didn't do it.

You have to believe me!

How did you know Immanuel?

We were... friends.

We, we met at a party, uhm...

We argued over politics.

It got a little bit heated
but nothing really serious.

We went out a few times after that.

The report says that the two of you
were dating. Is that correct?

We were seeing each other.

I don't know if we can call it
dating.

What was Immanuel doing here?

I know he entered the country
on a diplomatic passport

but do you know exactly
what he was doing?

Not really.

He said something about attending
convention or treaties...

I didn't really understand it.

The two of you argued
at the restaurant.

Can you tell me what that was
about?

It was stupid.

He picked me up at home and was
acting differently.

He said we shouldn't see each other,
that he had to think about things...

So I got angry and said some
terrible things to him and...

stormed off but he calmed me down
and brought me back.

We were, everything was fine...

Of course they blame the Palestinian
when an Israeli is killed.

It's ridiculous.

They threatened to send me back home,
for me that's a death sentence...

but I didn't do it.

I swear I didn't do it!

Sorry, privacy!

Nadeem is due for an interrogation
with us.

I'm his lawyer so you go
through me. Who are you?

Well excuse me...
My client is only a suspect!

He has confessed already.

That was illegally
obtained and will be contested.

Why don't you do that then?

If my ear hasn't betrayed me this is
Hebrew. Who are these people?

You cannot just barge in here
like this!

- Is there a problem?
- Yes.

Your Minister of interior
assured us that you would do

everything in your power to help us
in our investigation.

Yeah, absolutely...

No, wait a minute! You...

They have priority. It's...

Mossad, right. I figured that out.

Long time no see. Your hair is cool.

People have to get an appointment
with the minister.

The same applies to you.

I don't have the time.

The minister is in meetings all day.

I'm sure the media would
be interested to know

that agents from Mossad can walk into
a police station

and attack innocent people.

Yes, I...

This isn't the winter Olympics but
the summer Olympics.

Hello.

Everything okay here?

Yes, she was just leaving.

I have to speak to the interior
minister right away.

- Regarding?
- We can start with the repeated

infringements by the LLR

on the rights of a political refugee.

You kept him from getting a lawyer,
forced a confession,

and yes, the Israeli secret service
running an Icelandic investigation.

What do you think the Olympic
committee will think of that?

I'll speak to the minister.

IMMANUEL SHARABI

Immanuel Sharabi is obviously
a more common name than I thought.

I can't find him.

It's like looking
for hay in a haystack.

I've stopped the Israelis from
taking part for now.

For now?

Did you see the interrogation?
This has to be started over.

It was unconventional, yes.

But it's also important to keep
the ties between the countries.

Is he free?

That takes time.

The confession has to go before
a judge and so on.

But it's a priority.
He should be free later today.

Thank you for your help.

No problem.

Yes.

Immanuel's hotel room has been
cleaned of evidence.

The only colorful thing left
is this schizo painting.

What happened to the victim's
belongings? Are they at the station?

No. LLR came this morning
and took everything.

- Good morning.
- Morning.

I'm here for LLR regarding
the murder of Immanuel Sharabi.

Right. Very tragic.

Very. Could it be that he left
laundry with you?

Let me check.

Yes. Wait.

Great. Thank you.

There you go.

LANG

Lang? How random.

I'll check it later.

Our refugee was better off
than I thought. That's quite a house.

- Yes?
- Hello. My name is Stella Blómkvist.

I'm Nadeem's lawyer.

Yes, hello.

- I want to look at his room.
- Yes, wait a minute.

Come in.

Time has stood still here or
got inside this reverse Dorian Gray.

Helga is probably upstairs.
Just go up.

Thanks.

Then it's this one.

There is the owner.
Helga Elíasdóttir.

Nadeem's benefactor.

A respected citizen
and white savior.

The one thing I know about her is
that she seems to live on

doing interviews about how much
she helps the less fortunate.

Hello. My name is Stella.

What now? Hasn't my home
been turned over enough?

I'm Nadeem's lawyer.
I just wanted to talk to you.

Sorry, darling. As you see
things have been happening here.

- LLR?
- Yes, exactly.

They better pay for the damages.

This is a painting I bought in Paris.
3000 Euros.

You own the house?

Sorry, I... Helga Elíasdóttir.

Hello. Was Nadeem a good lodger?

Strictly speaking he wasn't a lodger.
He lived here for free.

I run an organization

that helps refugees
to get their lives going in Iceland.

I liked Nadeem
and offered him a room.

While he was getting set up.

Do you think he's responsible
for Immanuel's death?

I find that very unlikely.

He's a sweet boy.

Very smart.
A poet, great poet.

But he's gone through
terrible things at home

he comes to Iceland
looking for peace...

And trouble finds him.

Sorry.

Hi, I'm about to come.

Your appointment has started.
I have to let the next one in.

No, I'm outside looking
for a parking space.

And you're sure you
want termination?

Yes.

Then we find a time for you
for a sonar examination.

Can't we do it now?

No, we're all full.

If the embryo is younger
than eight weeks

you need a written assent
from the father.

Then I'll put you on a waiting list.

What if I don't know who it is?

Then you examine your behavior.

God help women so they don't
take independent decisions.

Can't I fake it?

No. It's both illegal and immoral.

They will contact the father
to confirm his assent.

Fucking handmaidens.

- Hi.
- Hi, Stella. Bit of a problem.

They've agreed to extradite Nadeem.

He will be deported.

The extradition is still being
processed by this department,

by law Mrs. Blómkvist has 24 hours

to do what she believes is in
the best interest of her client.

Why was the extradition allowed
in the first place?

All they have is a false
confession!

There is no evidence whatsoever...

You tried to push us off the case
and limit our investigation,

so we had to go over your
government's heads.

I want full access to my client,

meaning all his case files,

including Immanuel's computer
and phone records.

Immanuel's phone's and computer
records are classified.

Classified by whom?
LLR or Mossad?

Look Dagbjört, they are straining
the constitution to its limits!

How should to prove my
client's innocence...

Since the case is going out of
Icelandic jurisdiction,

perhaps we can lift off
restrictions to current case files?

Agreed.

OK, that's settled then. Goodbye.

Thank you, Mrs. Prime Minister...

I want the museum security footage.

No problem.

Has my confession been revoked?

No.

They were saying something about
sending me to Israel,

they can't do that, right?

They can.

Look...

The walls have ears.

Let's give them something else
to listen to.

Tomorrow you are being extradited
to Israel

where you will be trialed for a
murder you have confessed to.

So if you want me to find
Immanuel's actual killer,

you have to tell me everything
you know.

I don't know anything, I swear!

Did he tell you anything about
what he was doing in Iceland?

Mossad wouldn't be here if he
wasn't important in some way.

He was working at some convention.

But these people are asking me
strange questions.

What kind of questions?

Who hired me to kill him?

Would I get a cut of the sale
if I killed Immanuel?

A cut? What sale?

I have no idea!

But he was clearly in
something dangerous!

Did he tell you anything about what
he was doing that morning?

Who he was seeing at the museum?
Anything at all that you remember?

Turn the volume down.

This is my meeting and
I'll do what I want.

You'll get it back when you finish.

I have no idea what he was planning
for that morning.

I'm sorry.

Hi, hi. I want to start by
apologizing for not posting lately.

It's been difficult.

We're going through scary times.

The government is trying
to close down the Internet.

It's not original.
It's the Great firewall of China.

They can block Snapchat,
Twitter, TikTok, Facebook.

Everything. Apocalypse.

But I've got good news as well. What?

Yesterday I got my special edition
shoes.

Wait for it.

I was going to buy the tenth
Doctor in a row but I thought...

why not live on the edge.

Treat yourself.

Be a little bit crazy.

Can you help me?

I'm busy.

- What are you doing?
- Nothing.

- A video?
- No.

I need some help.

I'm busy.

You know...

See'ya there guys.

Your friend Dagbjört and
her party are preparing laws

that's going to turn
the internet off.

I'm trying to find a way to keep
the Internet open.

Are you?
Were you doing that right now?

Yes.

Mhm.

I have to find out what this
guy was doing in Iceland.

Who?

Some Israeli who was murdered.

LLR took the case from the police
and I can't get access to evidence.

What's that got to do with me?

An innocent person could
end up in jail.

Can you stop saving the world for
a bit or whatever it is you're doing?

Do you have the case number?

What are you going to do?

Hack my way into LLR's
database and fetch the data.

It's strange how worried
Dagbjört is about the Internet.

Stella. Just give me the number.

Have you heard about personal space?

Okay.

Let me know if you
find something.

Let's see if we find something
interesting.

Immanuel buys a ticket...

and then walks through he museum with
a sports bag in one hand.

He doesn't seem to be interested in
what the National Museum has to show.

He disappears behind a wall,
a surveillance blind spot.

Immanuel appears minutes later,

very sick and without the bag.

Who did he meet? And why?

It might be that an Icelander who
knows the museum selected the spot.

For example this type.

A baseball cap and a briefcase.
A very seventies bad guy look.

Bingo. I'm in.

Here it is.

What is it?

Everything he did online
for the last few days.

Idiot proof.
You should be able to handle it.

Let's hope so.

Immanuel was obviously not
an innocent antiques connoisseur.

His computer was filled with
encoded messages to Mossad.

He's been looking for something.

The further Gunna dives,
it becomes more confusing.

Random messages about this and that
but no clear threads.

Excellent taste in porn though.

You'll get a star for that, Immanuel.

What's this nonsense?

Antique manuscripts.

It's all Hebrew to me.

And Nazis.

Godwin's law is still in effect.

Shut up.

What? Did you find something?

He worked for
Israel's Antiquities Authority.

Israel's Antiquities Authority.

He got a message two months ago

that a part of the Dead Sea Scrolls
was being sold in Iceland.

Have a name?

No. It's all on the Dark Web.
Can't be traced. When was he killed?

Yesterday morning.

He got two million dollars
from Mossad three days ago.

Two days before he was killed.

He took the money out right away

and made an appointment
with the seller yesterday morning.

There's no name?
No address, email or anything?

No. It's all on the Dark Web.

It's an Internet monster which you
can't trace. You just can't do it.

Yes, I know.
Thanks for nerdsplaining though.

The Dead Sea Scrolls
in Iceland. That's very cool.

Really, the Dead Sea Scrolls
in Iceland. Dead Sea Scrolls!

It's crazy, you have to check it out.

The Dead Sea Scrolls.

They are ancient manuscripts
found in the Middle East.

Scholars found out
they were part of the Bible.

Extremely valuable parts.

It's the first draft of the Bible.

They're worth a bunch of money,
they're so old.

- Christ, Gunna!
- What?

You promised to stop after
"Free Britney"!

Stop what?

Playing long YouTube videos
that I didn't ask for.

Sorry, I just thought it was...

- Okay, what else do I need to know?
- Israel wants this.

It's super holy.

Mossad is definitely looking for this
and Mossad is scary.

Was that so difficult?

- Want to see a video about Mossad?
- No thanks.

So our guy was working for Mossad

and was going to buy the scrolls
off a guy here?

Or fake scrolls.
A lot of forgeries around.

And the guy poisoned him...

They spoke for 30 seconds.

He could have sprayed him with
something. Or thrown powder on him.

All kinds of shit available
on the Dark Web.

Ahhh.

The case.

I've got one like that.

The perfect case.
Waterproof and fireproof.

I keep my first edition comics in it.

There's only one seller here.

Yes, he might have bought it
from some foreign party

but if he bought it here,
I know the guy who sold it to him.

We're not on good terms.

I outbid him the other day
on a rapier

and he hasn't spoken to me since.

I don't understand a word
you're saying. You outbid...

A rapier. A sword
from the 16th and 17th century.

Right. One more thing
Gunna buys with her bitcoin wealth.

I usually avoid thinking
about what Gunna does every day

but her newest craze is swords.

I don't know if I trust her
around sharp objects.

Then you have to turn on the charm
and get his client list.

Yes. Right?

- What?
- Don't you have his number?

What else did our friend do online?

From the Dead Sea Scrolls
to dead nationalists.

I can follow up on this.

Our guy got a library card
at the National library.

Immanuel borrowed "Nazi Gold".

Sounds like a fun, light reading.

No, it's just nonsense.

You owned four swords.
I didn't own one.

Are you joking?

How dares he?

Can't you hack his computer?

He sells the cases from his basement.

I doubt he's got his
accounts in order.

No, no. No way.

Okay. Relax.

Watch a Buffy and drink
an energy drink.

I have to run an errand.
I'll be back in ten.

No way. Not the sword.

You're not going anywhere.

- Good morning.
- Yes. Good morning.

I'm looking for a book called
"Nazi Gold".

The book is just a long list
of things the Nazis stole from Jews

during the Second World War.

Hi, have you seen this woman?
Blonde, leather coat?

Medium high, pretty...
We know she entered the building.

Ehm, you will go through that...

We know what you've been doing.
We need to talk!

How did you know where I was?

Are you tracking my phone?

Why am I here?

Someone hacked into the LLR
database and into Immanuel's files.

They gained access to his computer
and his phone.

Any idea who that might be?

That could be anybody.

Illegally obtaining classified
documents is a serious offense.

We will trace it.

I know.

Well, seeing as you asked for those
exact documents earlier today

and were denied access to them,
you are our main suspect.

We'll be keeping you in custody
until 3 PM tomorrow afternoon.

That's when Nadeem will be
extradited.

You can't do that.
You have no evidence to back this up.

This is just kidnapping!

I know who the guy is,
from the security tapes.

The briefcase, it's a very rare
one.

I know someone who fits that exact
description and has that briefcase.

Okay, keep talking.

Not a lot of people here have it.

I know how to find Immanuel's
killer.

I found out 10 minutes before you
strangled me and dragged me here!

Who is he?

Give me two hours and I will give
you a name and address,

in exchange for Nadeem's release,
and mine obviously.

Do you want a helicopter with that
or will a limo do?

Give us the name!

If it checks out, you and Nadeem
are free to go.

No.

You're full of shit.

Something tells me
you're full of shit.

Since you had time to follow me
around a library

and are now wasting your time
searching for some random hacker

while the actual murderer could be
moving to the Bahamas as we speak!

All right... You get one phone
call.

Friðrik is the guy, he's very rich.
He had himself scrubbed off Google.

- Do you have the information or not?
- Yes, I have it.

Do you have another name?

Vésteinn Dagsson. Historian.
Meganerd. Definitely not him.

This is the guy, for sure.
Vésteinn.

Remember to visit an ATM.

What?

Or do the brothels
take credit cards?

Says the nymphomaniac.

Shouldn't you be in a cell somewhere?

You will learn some tricks
in the Women's prison.

- And come back with a bang.
- Mhmm.

Why do you have
such a fragile ego?

Such toxic masculinity?

Huh?

Is it something from your childhood?

Toxic masculinity?
Are you a feminist bitch as well?

No, no, no, no!

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