All language subtitles for Stella Blómkvist - S02E04 (2017) WEB.eng

The autopsy shows
that Immanuel was poisoned.

But the cause of death
is a broken neck.

I swear I didn't do it!

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

...the truth we can take a break!

He didn't get a lawyer
and forced out a confession.

I'll speak to the minister.

- Hi, can you get me Plan B?
- Again?

Fuck. When was my last period?

I need a termination of pregnancy.

If the embryo
is younger than eight weeks

you need a written assent
from the father.

I am from the LLR
about the murder of Immanuel Sharabi.

Helga is upstairs. Just go up here.

You think he's responsible
for Immanuel's death?

I find that unlikely.
He's such a sweet boy.

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

They have been asking me
strange questions.

- What kind?
- Who hired me to kill him?

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

- What sale?
- Got a lead that the Dead Sea Scrolls

were being sold in Iceland.

And no name? Email, nothing?

All the communication happened
on the dark web.

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

I know how to find Immanuel's
killer.

No, hey! Follow her!

The suspect is leaving.

The suspect stole car number three.

It's okay. We've got a
tracker on her phone.

That guy Friðrik was at the top
of Gunna's suspect list.

Let's rewind.

Where have you been?
I've called you again and again.

I got delayed.
You heard from the sword guy?

I'm not your personal assistant,
Stella.

Sorry, but I'm in a hurry.
Have you got any names?

Yes. I gave him the sword.

Great. And? Any suspects?

I know you feel it's nerdy

but I put a lot of effort into
buying that sword and I liked it.

Then you disappear and
I can't find you...

Right. I promise to get your
sword back.

Right. I'll believe it when I see it.

Anyway, I got a list from him.
They're all losers apart from one,

Friðrik At la son.

He almost doesn't exist online.

I only find pictures from the 90s.
He was an Indiana Jones wannabe.

Explored South-America and Africa.
Very colonial.

Then he founded a
software company at 25,

I don't even know what it does,

and then he disappears
from the Internet. Completely.

Okay. Sounds suspicious.
Send me his address.

There it is.

He calls himself "entrepreneur".
He should go to jail for that alone.

He's got a huge house, three Tesla's.
But otherwise he's a blank.

No companies, no business,
no bank accounts.

But he's your guy. He's very rich.
He had himself scrubbed from Google.

I'm sure his money is stashed
in Panama.

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

- Do you have another name?
- Vésteinn Dagsson. Historian.

Meganerd, LARPer.
Definitely not him.

This is the guy, for sure!
Vésteinn.

That should buy me 1-2 hours.
We should be on the right track.

See you later, Mossad.

A pregnant woman in a crisis.
That should work.

Can I help you?

Hi. Sorry to disturb you.
The phone is out of battery.

- Can I...
- What?

- Can I call my husband?
- Yes, come in.

Thanks.

- Hello. Stella.
- Bjarni.

I'll get the phone. Wait a minute.

Bjarni? A familiar walk though.

But where is Friðrik?

- Here you are.
- Thank you.

Knock, knock. Who's there?

He's playing football with the
boys till ten o'clock.

I'm sure he's finished soon. I'm sure
he calls me in five minutes.

I won't disturb you for long.
I promise.

Do you live here alone?

I don't live here.
I'm the owner's assistant.

I see.

Maybe you run errands
at the National Museum.

Could I use your toilet?

I need to pee every fifteen minutes
with this guy inside me.

Down and to the right.

Great.

Oh, a creepy dungeon.

Maybe get on Mossad's radar before
you visit creepy dungeons, Stella.

A fine collection of creepy antiques.

A creepy museum in a creepy dungeon
in a creepy villa.

This is a sacrificial knife
from the Maya empire.

Used in sacrificing people.

Creep.

I got it in my expedition
to Honduras.

Hello. Friðrik.

Sorry, I wasn't going to
go here. I just wanted...

It's okay. I've been watching you.

The Maya were dealing with
environmental changes like us

but they thought they could stop
the gods being angry

by giving them human blood.

It's actually a great knife because
it's not damaged.

It's a great collection.

Do you find a lot of artifacts?

It's my little hobby.

You have to connect to history and
the people who were here before us.

There's something divine
about being able to touch artifacts

that have been passed between people
for hundreds of years.

Even thousands.

Expensive, isn't it?

Well...

You've got ancient manuscripts.

Yes, that's correct.

Do you buy a lot of them?

Never enough.

How about selling?

I'm a collector, not a seller.

A good friend of mine is in
this business. You might know him.

Oh?

Immanuel Sarabi. Do you know him?

Maybe you've just heard about him
on the news.

He was murdered at the
National Museum yesterday morning.

Right. Of course.

The Israeli.

Yes, I saw his picture but I'm sorry,
I didn't know him.

They've never mentioned
that he was from Israel.

Sarabi, isn't that an
Israeli surname?

Was it your friend?

The murderer is still free.

That's bad news.

I hope he'll be found.

Hopefully.

Would you like to call
your husband again?

Yes, please.

I'll talk to Bjarni, my assistant,
and see if he can help.

Great.

Hello! Open!

Open the door! Hello?

I want to get out.

I promise to be good.

Open the door now!

Hello!

- What?
- Hello?

Did you say something?

Are you over it?

Open the door!

Stella. Will you be good?
Will you behave?

Yes.

Yes. Obey your father.

There, there.

Open the door! Hello!

Hello!

- Why did you lock me in?
- I'm very sorry about the door.

It locks automatically when you
leave. But I got your phone.

- Where's your assistant?
- Somewhere around.

Don't you want to sit down and call,
you're looking for your husband,

aren't you?
Or was that just a pretext?

Listen, let's be calm...

Stop!

Help!

Get out!

That's it!

Are they real?

They look real.

Good job!

Thanks for the loan.

Immanuel was sick when
he came to the museum.

- Shut up.
- He was dead 20 seconds later.

Come here!

- I had nothing to do with it.
- Shut up.

I swear.

Ask Bjarni.

Thank you, so much! Stella...

You're welcome. Enjoy your freedom.

Friðrik somehow got those manuscript
fragments and tries to sell them.

Bought a briefcase made of the same
material as black boxes in airplanes.

Makes a deal for a lot of money
but then decides to poison the buyer

at the last moment, in front of
20 people and 50 security cameras.

Friðrik is very rich.

Does this make sense?

Here you are.

Are you sure it was
correctly mixed?

Yes.

Can I get a glass of water?

Water? Are you kidding?

No, it's gone bad or something.

Okay...

Immanuel looked a bit under
the weather when he came inside.

It suggests he was poisoned
before he arrived.

But when?

Nadeem was with him that morning.

Too long before or not?

The robot needs to go to
a re-education camp.

Had I been saving an innocent man
or freeing a guilty one?

Let's sleep on it.

Kata, you can do better.

The sailor did it.

I need some other distraction.

I wonder if Raggi is awake.

Knock, knock. Who's there?

Such a dad energy in the voicemail.

Maybe shower and sleep.

What has a book about Nazi gold
got to do with it?

We know what you've been doing.

Mossad didn't know about it.

Great. Thank you.

You're welcome.

LANG

I need to find this missing page.

Nadeem said Immanuel had behaved
strangely when he picked him up.

Why?

That's very unlikely.
A very sweet boy.

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

It's ridiculous.

Did he know about Friðrik?

I hope he will found.

- I had nothing to do with it.
- Shut up.

- I swear.
- I don't live here.

I'm the owner's assistant.

Or his assistant.

- Hello.
- Hi, it's Stella.

Stella?

It's six o'clock.

The day began hours ago.
I have to show you something.

Everybody's asleep.
Meet me in the hallway.

Okay. It's obvious he's sick
when he enters the museum.

What does that mean?

Is Nadeem a suspect again then?

No...

Well, I don't know.
Something doesn't fit.

Mhm.

You need to interrogate
everybody again.

Everybody at the Museum that day,
the people who live with Nadeem...

Everybody Immanuel met
the days before.

The State Police won't do it.

Well, Stella. Did you just come
here to show this to me?

Yes and no. I need a favor.

What?

Can I get you to tell everybody
you're the father of my baby?

Are you...

At the moment.

What the hell is this?

The dad has to sign a declaration
so I can... you know.

The system is absurd.

I know.

I don't think I've ever gone
as far for you.

I would do the same thing
if you were pregnant.

Right.

You forgot the date.

Mmm...

You're ten weeks along so you
can't terminate.

- What?
- The new rules

don't allow termination
after eight weeks.

Wait, does it look like I'm going
to be a good mother?

My experience is that women change
when they get the children.

Your next appointment
is at twelve weeks.

Do you really find it okay
to take part in this medieval circus?

Are you proud?

To force women to either have a child
or to chance

a dangerous and illegal abortion?

Just remember that children
are a gift from God.

Hi.

They're going to deport Friðrik and
Bjarni to Israel. At three o'clock.

Okay. Don't they have a lawyer?

There's not much that can
be done in a few hours.

I've gone through all the transcripts
and I don't see anything suspicious.

At a glance...

They probably just did it.

They have...

Poisoned him before he entered
the museum.

Yes, right.

Are you okay, Stella?

- Are you sad...
- I have to go. Bye.

ANCIENT BOOKS

Good morning.

Morning.

Do you have this one?

Right...

"Nazi Gold."

Right. I have seen it before.

It's missing a page
and I need to see it.

Mhm.

Let's see...

They're deporting Friðrik
in a few hours.

It's amazing that the Nazis are back.

I knew a few idiots here who
were Nazis.

And were really ashamed
after the war.

Then I thought it would
never come back.

Right. I knew it.

Great.

HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MISSING PAINTING?

L-A-N-G

I'll take a look and call you back.

Okay.

Come on, Gunna. Be quick.

- Did you find something?
- Yep.

Before 1952 Helga Elíasdóttir was
called Helga Lang.

Yes. Thank you. Wait.

Can you stay on the phone and listen?

Sure, but Stella, you're not
going in there?

I only have two hours and no proof.
Nobody else can do it.

Arrogant but... Okay.

Okay. I'll put you in my pocket.

Pocket? What pocket? What?

Hello.

I wanted to ask you a few questions
about Immanuel's case.

Isn't that over?
Is Nadeem a suspect again?

No. I'm just tying loose ends.

Okay. Come in.

I have to thank you
for freeing Nadeem.

I knew he wasn't capable
of such a horrible crime.

You need to be a monster
to kill someone.

Hopefully they will get what
they deserve.

I'll go and get some coffee.

Are you looking for
the toilet or?

What are you doing?

What am I doing?
Playing fucking Wagner.

I think the painting that used to be
there was "The Ballerinas" by Degas.

And I think Immanuel
came here and recognized it.

And I think he knew the painting
disappeared in the Second World War

and thereby he uncovered
a terrible secret

your family has hidden for 75 years.

What are you talking about?

I thought I recognized
this man but I'm not completely sure.

Should we ask your father?

Get out of my home.

No. I'll take the cup of coffee.

Sans poison, please.

Elsa, please take my father into
his room and allow him to lie down.

He just woke up.

Now please.

What are you implying?

That the Nazi in the picture came to
Iceland after the Second World War.

That he changed his name to disguise
his disgusting past.

That he used his blood money
and stolen art to establish himself.

That is, the man in the picture and
your father are the same Nazi.

How dare you enter my home
with such terrible accusations?

We've gone through enough.

Helga. Your father was a Nazi.

It can't have been easy.

Your dad changed after he came here,

spent his Nazi gold on charity that
earned him respect and admiration.

Then you take over when he gets sick.

Lang is a beautiful name.

Helga Lang.

Sounds good.

But I understand
why you changed your name.

They're working on finding out
exactly what your father did in WWII.

Something tells me
that story isn't nice.

I never had children.

Had a few miscarriages

and was always happy
when it happened.

I didn't want it. I didn't need it.

I had thousands of children
all over the world that needed me.

And I needed them.

We all have to love to be able
to live on this Earth.

I had a lot of love.

Thanks to my father.

He taught me to give and help.

And then... Then this man appears.

Immanuel.

He was picking Nadeem up.

They were seeing each other.

I saw it.

I saw it in his eyes.

The Jew knew.

He is just in the shower,
he won't be a minute.

Can I maybe offer you
some coffee or tea?

Tea would be nice.

Yes.

This way.

I hope you will never have to hear
from a stranger

that your whole life is a lie.

Everything you worked hard to build
is a nightmare.

Are you telling me you didn't
know about your father's past?

I had no idea.

But you knew about the history
of the painting.

Maybe I started to suspect
when I learned more...

But...

But in my eyes he was just
my wonderful dad.

He was twenty years old.

Young people are impressionable.

Who doesn't do something stupid
at that age?

"Stupid" is not the word
I would use.

And what? Are people to
be punished their whole life

for mistakes they did 50 years ago?

I don't know if genocide
can be called a mistake.

But yes, if you continue to profit
from the mistake you can be punished.

We've atoned for the past
over and over again.

Why did you have the painting on the
wall where everybody could see it?

Nobody knew anything about it.

People today don't know
anything about art.

I had to take it down after the
State police and the Israelis came.

It hung there like an accusation.

It was beautiful.

And I had to destroy it.

What poison did you use?

Dad had cyanide since the war.

Tablets.

I...

I found it when
I looked through his things.

Something told me that man
would come back,

even with an army and attack us.

I was going to use the poison
for myself and dad.

Can I offer you coffee or tea?

- Tea would be nice.
- Okay, yes.

But when he came back
the next day

I knew what I had to do to.

To save the children.

All those wonderful children.
He would take their hope from them.

Are you ready to come to
the station and confess?

What the hell are you doing? I told
you not to play with the gun.

Stella!

Gunna!

Are you kidding me? Are you okay?

- I'm okay. Did you call the police?
- It's on its way.

What's going on?

Okay.

Stella? Are you there?

What are you doing?

Helga!

Call an ambulance.

Fuck! Right. Are you okay?

She took in some poison and is
having a hard time breathing.

Same symptoms as Immanuel.

He can't go back to Israel, yet.

I found Nazi art I think you'll be
very interested in.

Okay, yeah. Thank you.

Do you know how old the cyanide is?
Her vital signs are stable.

The Second World War.

Had to be. The poison is too old
to be effective.

It makes you dizzy and nauseous
but she'll be all right.

Well, Helga. Good news. I'll visit
when you're feeling better.

- What am I supposed to do with him?
- Arrest him!

- Can you arrest an old man like that?
- Yes.

Put a bow on him and send
him to Nuremberg.

- Hey. Put him here.
- Yes, let's go.

All is good that ends well.

That's what my mom said.

Especially if it ends with the arrest
of a Nazi.

That's what Stella said.

Helga was tried at home but her
father got a first class ticket

to Jerusalem paid by
the Simon Wiesenthal foundation.

Nadeem never got an apology
from the police

but wrote a prize winning poetry book
about it all.

Friðrik and Bjarni were freed

but poor Friðrik has to return items
he stole from other cultures.

That reminds me...

Pricey but worth it
to make Gunna happy.

How much is this?

Five dollars.

Not more?

The frame is great.

Okay. Ten.

- Yes.
- Hmm.

Do you have a good relationship
with the father?

That is...

Ragnar?

Yes. We're good friends.

Good.

Let's see if it doesn't turn for us.

Like this.

There is something there.

Like this.

Like this.

Subtitles: Eva Hjaltalin
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