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No, Moritz. Stay away,
please. You can do this.

You can do this. Give me
one more big push. Big push.

There she is. There she is.

She's still in the sac.
It's a mermaid birth.

You know what this means?

The child was sent
by the spirits.

"Let the little
children come to me",

"for the kingdom of heaven
belongs to such as these."

Let us sing.

Thou, my Lord.

Do you know the mathematical
expression of loss?

It's those negative
numbers that show absence.

Like the void we
feel when we grieve.

It's an emptiness
that is endless.

Infinite.

Like the complex number system.

The first number system to explain
the crystal formation of ice.

Or irrational numbers.

They go on and on.

You can never find an end
because there isn't one.

It's like chasing the
horizon, don't you see?

You never reach it
because it's endless.

Like Greenland.

Chasing an end to
loss is pointless.

A form of madness.

David Hansen.

Wait.

What were you doing at
Prospectus headquarters?

I could just as well ask
you what you are doing here.

-You hardly even knew him.
-How would you know that?

Because I did.

Stop following me.

In the upcoming election,
only those registered

with biometric data and registered
body cams will be eligible to vote.

Ensure your profile is updated or
risk losing your voting rights.

-The rally in Frederiksberg?
-We cancelled. We have other options.

Nordhavn, Vanlose, Stroget.

Yes. Hello?

Well, you're speaking to her.

Well, it's quite a busy time.

Who is it?

Well, let me see what I
can do and get back to you.

You're either doing press or
keynotes for the next three days.

-Cancel one of them.
-Why?

Karsten Tork.

He owns Tintin Media.

That's playing with fire.

Inuit goddesses of the Arctic.

The CEO of Prospectus,
David Hansen,

is criticising his
board of members

for valuing commerce
over human life.

Prospectus, owners of Denmark's
only energy supplier, Norseline,

issued a statement

during an emergency press
conference this morning.

The Tunisian government insists

new demonstrations have been
peaceful in the Tunisian camp,

as the country marked
the second anniversary

since the uprising of 2038,

when Yeng activists led countrywide
violent protests against the...

We demand the release
of our protest leaders.

They are innocent.
This is a revolution!

We are fighting for our freedom.

The blood of the dead
is not in our hands.

Tintin. Identify language.

Language identified.
East Greenlandic.

Translate.

I'm sorry, but currently
no translation software

available for East Greenlandic.

Tintin, search "East Greenlandic
translator Copenhagen".

One search result
- Andreas Licht.

Dr Licht is known as one of the
few linguistic experts in Europe

in the rare language
of East Greenlandic.

He is rumoured to collaborate
with governments and organisations

in hiding classified research.

Hello?

Smilla Jaspersen.

Mr Licht?

I recognised your
voice from the call.

-Just leave it here.
-No, I can't do that.

I'm sorry. Let me
just play it for you.

It's in a defunct USB system.

What's he saying?

Do you know?

It's mostly random words.

Types of ice.

Different kinds of animals.

A dog. A bear.

He's talking about
patterns in snow...

...that only he can see.

They lead to
something important.

What?

It doesn't say.

-I need to find him.
-Impossible.

Why?

Because he's dead.

You know that from his voice?

Go back the last 10 seconds.

Someone is speaking
in the background.

-In German.
-German?

Katabatic winds. Microburst.

I can only think of one instance

when the Germans were interested

in the minutiae of
Arctic meteorology.

1942.

This first-generation
reel-to-reel.

I can hear the wheels turn.

That's all?

If you want the exact transcript,
you need to let me make a copy.

-You sound like an angel.
-Oh!

-Actually...
-For God's sake, Smilla.

Can't you use the front door
like every other human being?

You were not raised by wolves.

Oh, you know I was raised by
the same man who's raising you.

-This is not your house!
-Not yours either.

Miss Smilla.

I didn't expect to see you.

Happy birthday.

Here.

I found it in my storage.

You loved this as a little girl.

You were fascinated.

-Keep it if you want.
-No.

It's fine.

I need your help.

Where did you get this?

Does it make sense to you?

It's not my area of expertise.

You have a medical degree.

There is nothing that could
liquefy internal organs.

Not as described here.

You're certain?

There is no medical
condition that could do this.

Are you sure someone isn't
playing games with you?

It's probably a mistake.

See here? No-one
signed the report.

It's incompetence.

Or inexperience, at best.

Were you there when I was born?

Yes, of course I was.

And Ane?

Mum...

...she held some kind
of carving in her hand.

Your grandmother gave it to her.

A charm, or amulet.

Protection during childbirth.

But, uh, I've never
spoken about that to you.

You hated any kind
of talk like that.

You managed to shut down

every intimate part of
Greenland inside yourself.

And me.

I suppose you never thought
about what that felt like for me.

It's the past.

Right.

And you're good with closure.

Except death.

Makes sense,

you dedicating your life
to researching immortality.

Are you making trouble?

The little boy who
fell off the roof?

He didn't fall.

-You made a complaint.
-It wasn't an accident.

The police couldn't care
less. They're done with it.

The chief called me.

They've closed the case.

He thinks you're seeking
patterns in the void.

I asked if they
would talk to you.

But, Smilla, don't make a habit

of using my influence
in powerful places.

You're calling that little
boy's death a murder.

If you're wrong, you don't just
make yourself look like a fool.

-Congratulations.
-Thank you very much.

Most welcome.

I hoped you might stay.

How do you always
manage to corral

the most appalling people in
the country under one roof?

Smilla.

Citizens, please verify

your energy consumption
reports before 11pm.

Ensure your accurate data maintains
a fair distribution of resources.

Bus 88 will arrive
in 12 minutes.

It's the past.

Smilla. Come.

Smilla...

...say goodbye to your father.

Will you miss me?

No.

Where are you going?

-Home.
-But you ARE at home.

When will you come back?

Whenever he likes, I suppose.

You just got here.

There are things I
have to do, Smilla.

I can't always be here.

He's a very important
man in Denmark.

Not here, then?

I don't know that
you can be both.

Oh, no.

Smilla!

Smilla!

Smilla!

Smilla!

Dad!

You can't just run
away like that.

Stand up.

Come on, let's go.

I can't... I can't see anything.

Smilla!

Smilla!

Stop! We're losing our way!

I know where I'm going.

Stop!

Come back!

How did you do that?

This is a revolution! We are
fighting for our freedom.

The blood of the dead
is not in our hands.

Citizens should ensure use
of body cams at all times

for the safety of the community.

Hello?

Hello?

This is Inaya.

Don't believe what
the government says.

They want you to believe
the revolution is calm

so that refugees like
you will come home.

They are waiting for you.

Ibrahim, Salman, the others.

They will never be released.

The police is waiting for you, to
do the same to you, to lock you up.

Even now they
could be listening.

If you want to protect
yourself and us...

...don't call again.

Hey! Be happy, dude.

City lights will be
switched off in 15 minutes

for Norseline night-time
energy saving.

Norseline Energy.

Your trusted source for
a brighter tomorrow.

How often do the visions come?

I've had three or
four since the death.

The boy's death?
Yes, the boy's death.

If you need me to differentiate
between the tragedies in my life...

...I see all kinds of things.

Things that can't be memories.
Different from your mother?

I relive her passing
daily. It never goes away.

These are visions.

Isaiah as standing
in front of me.

With the memories.

I saw myself being born.

A memory or a vision?

I don't know.

When will they stop?

Naturally, I imagine.

Isaiah's death has
removed a scab.

I can give you something
to help you sleep.

No.

Do they trouble you?

I didn't expect them to return.

I thought they
died when she did.

Be careful, Katja.

It's not just about
him owning a platform,

it's what he does with it.

He sways elections.
You know that.

They're banning
Tintin in the UK.

Canada right now.
There's a reason.

Karsten Tork.

Pleasure.

I'm the last person you
expected a call from.

I secured another 20% of Prospectus
before the election was announced.

I know.

I was on the committee advising
the energy minister on the sale,

against the sale.

-But now you want his job.
-Is that a problem?

No. I mean, the young
Christian right groups -

One Denmark, Conservative
Mothers for Christ -

you're their saviour
in this crisis.

The DDA needs them, right?

But the third term in
government with New Horizon...

Don't tell me you won't
surrender your soul

to anyone who's buying
what you're selling

if it lets you blow up the handcuffs
and get you out of coalition hell.

Puts you and me on opposite
sides of any new legislation.

No matter what kind of rhetoric

you've been broadcasting
through Tintin.

I won't allow Norseline to keep
selling off powers to outsiders.

Younger voters know that.

Handing over power to others
is unacceptable to them.

Somehow your deal was approved.

You've got the major share
in the parent company now

so that mind-fuck is yours.

Hmm. That's one
way to look at it.

But you get it.

You get that I will make your life
a nightmare if I become minister.

I'll shut down Norseline's
foreign contracts overnight

with emergency legislation.

There is no Prospectus without
its Norseline Energy arm.

Is that why you got me here?

You have to win a
solo government first.

And I guess you believe Prime
Minister Nielsen will keep his word

if you do win,

and let you take your spotlight?

Are you two even that close?

You could do with someone else.

One other person in your corner.

I'm not your enemy.

David Hansen thinks you are.

He thinks you're
everyone's enemy.

David Hansen is losing his mind.

He's the biggest obstacle to
stabilising this corporation

and the country.

He's going through something.

-He's not the man...
-You once interned for.

Could have been his prodigy.

If you hadn't have
moved on into politics.

Yeah, that's right.
Pay attention.

Have done for a
while, watching you.

-That's creepy.
-Or savvy.

People are sick of
climate refugees.

We're in a full-blown
war for resources.

Policy needs to
shift... radically.

Can't wait for Hansen's
lithium to kick in.

I don't slide into a new bed

unless I know who else
is sleeping in it.

What if we're already
sharing a pillow?

I like what you're fighting for.

Securing Denmark's resources.

-Including in Greenland.
-Careful.

We might owe another apology.

For what?

Building wood houses and roads?

I'm talking about putting
Denmark's interests first.

You want to put Denmark at
the front of the energy race.

You promised it in the election,

but you don't know
how to get it there.

And I... I think I do.

No-one knows how to
do that. Not yet.

Mm.

And so...?

And so the vote to keep or lose
David Hansen is in four weeks.

The board is split,

and the government
has the deciding vote.

Oh.

And I won't see you.

What?

I mean, the young vote is nice.
Meaningless, though, you know.

It's not enough to get you and the
Prime Minister into full power.

Business.

Business has lost all
confidence in the DDA.

You need a major, major
corporation to stick its neck out.

Put its name to you, to the party,
and all the others will follow.

David...

David won't do that for you.

Chief Constable Christian Holm.

Thank you for bringing this
matter to our attention.

Sir, with all due respect...

State your name for
the record, please.

Smilla Jaspersen.

Qaavigaaq Jaspersen?

Yes.

Ms Jaspersen, my superintendent
received a message from your father.

Regards your complaint
against Detective Ravn

and an investigation...

A little boy is dead.

A little Greenlandic boy.

The investigation is closed,
but it's barely been days.

I mean, you can't
possibly conclude...

If you have new
information, then tell us.

You need to assign someone who
wants to get to the bottom of this.

Someone who cares and
doesn't make threats.

I am looking at your
criminal history.

My criminal history?

What's that got to
do with anything?

It's relevant when you question
the character of someone else,

don't you think?

Arrested three times in
violent climate protests.

-Most recently arrested for assault.
-I was defending myself.

Mm.

It must be nice to have a father
who can rescue you out of any mess

you decide to jump into.

Almost any mess.

-What is this?
-An inquiry. At your request.

-No. You can't...
-No, YOU can't, Ms Jaspersen.

You can't have it both ways.

Tell us how to do our jobs.

Tell us to enforce the law.

But not when you break it.

I don't care who your father is.

Or how misjudged you are
about what you're entitled to.

What is it you
people shout about?

Equal justice under the law?

I'm happy to oblige.

And even if your
father was God himself,

he wouldn't stand a
chance of getting you out

once I'm done digging
up your background.

Shall we carry on?

Smilla...

I can't do this.

I don't know how to get
to the truth for you.

Who's there?

Leave me alone.

Here.

Do I need to get
the police involved?

Shit.

They are sending
another key fob for you.

Here.

I've almost used all
of my power allowance.

Have to use carefully until it
renews at the end of the month.

I'm sure you can
afford hotter water.

It's OK.

-Thank you.
-Mm.

I'm proud of you.

It was dangerous out there.

I wasn't scared.

I could see through the wind
like the snow was dancing, Mama.

Your father loves you.

He wanted to protect
you. He should.

He did.

But fear in a
storm is dangerous.

He doesn't have the calm
that I know you have.

My little Meshach.

Why do you always call me that?

It was the name
I wanted for you.

But when your father
couldn't pronounce it,

we decided to call
you Smilla instead.

But you're still
my little Meshach.

Like the insect
humming through summer,

you hum through the snow.

Only the wind can hear you.

It could hear you from
the day you were born.

You're hungry?

Trying to rescue it.

Thank you.

So now you swim in the canal at
night with all your clothes on?

I suppose.

I guess you hang out
in bushes by yourself

in the middle of the night.

I'm sorry.

What I said earlier
about the police.

It was stupid. Just words.

The police have never
done anything for me.

They won't do anything
for Isaiah either.

I mean, I have
privileges, I know that.

I'm my father's child.

But I will always
be a Greenlander.

In their eyes, that
means something

when it comes to the
value of my life.

Of Isaiah's life.

Will you tell me why I took
Isaiah to the hospital?

I can only tell you that
a doctor examined him.

A woman.

Luteen or Lutyens.

He was exhausted
when he came out.

Only examined? Where?

All over.

I didn't spy.

I made sure he was OK, then...

...I gave him privacy.

-Even a child deserves privacy.
-And protection.

I was trying to play my part in
taking care of the little boy.

Was there anyone else?

Like who?

Did you see that
man at the funeral?

Broken. Shaken.

He was the only white man there.

I saw him.

-You ever see him before?
-A couple of times.

When I first moved
in the building.

I saw him coming
out of Juliane's.

I don't know, he...

...he never looked OK.

He had that look.

I've seen it before.

Terror in his eyes.

David Hansen is everywhere.

And?

Is he the reason Isaiah was
having tests at the hospital?

If I said yes,

would Isaiah's murder
suddenly be solved?

Would we suddenly understand why
he ran and jumped off the roof,

as... as if he could fly...

...when he was just a boy?

-David Hansen didn't kill Isaiah.
-Someone made him run to the edge.

You really are your
neighbour's keeper, aren't you?

Hansen went on the expedition
with Noszak and Isaiah.

I know he was there
when Noszak was killed.

-Why do you care?
-Because someone has to!

I need to get rid of this junk.

-Are you...
-I have a sister in Ilulissat.

There's nothing left
for me in Copenhagen.

David Hansen.

David.

Prime Minister's joining the meeting
on video call in ten minutes.

I don't know why he never gives any
notice with these late-nighters.

Thanks.

I've accepted an endorsement
from Karsten Tork.

What?

What are you going to do?

I don't know. I
need to talk to him.

Listen.

Don't get me into some mess that
you can walk away from and I can't.

We're not the same.

Are you illegal?

You shouldn't have brought
that thing. Block the signal.

It's fake anyway.

David Hansen?

-Who are you?
-Smilla.

Jaspersen.

What do you want?

I was at Isaiah's funeral.

I have some questions.

I've given Juliane money.
She has everything she needs.

Not her son.

No.

Not the boy.

What happened on the expedition?

How did Noszak die?

It was a mistake.

It was never our place.

-No-one can ever go again.
-Why?

There is... something
under the ice...

...that takes your mind...

...your soul.

What does that mean?

It killed Noszak
and the other men.

Why didn't it kill you?

Do you believe in God?

I'm a scientist, I
can't disprove God.

I was raised to think of
God as something imaginary,

like love or aliens.

But I saw the devil that
night that Noszak was killed.

And if the devil is real...

...it means God is, too.

I didn't die because
the little boy saved me.

Isaiah saved me.

What is this photograph?

Smilla!

Emergency. What
service do you require?

A man is on fire.

-And there's a woman.
-Address?

-Birker Alle, 58.
-What is your name?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Hold on! Smilla!

Mama!

When my mother
didn't come back,

I realised any moment
could be the last.

Nothing in life should simply be a
passage from one place to another.

Each walk should be taken as if
it's the only thing you have left.

But sometimes the only
thing you have left...

...is pain.

She's known to the department.

I want an officer with her until
we have a chance to question her.

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