All language subtitles for Nobel - 01x02 - Episode 2

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-What happened? -Careful with this side. Careful.

Wasima?

Wasima?

Wasima? Can you hear me?

Look at me. Look at me.

Are you in pain, Wasima?

-What happened? -He found her. Sharif.

-Sharif? -No idea. He was at the hotel.

-How could this happen? -I don't know.

Did he see you coming here? Does he know?

-No. -Are you sure?

Yes.

I have to get this.

-Hello? -This is Ekeberg.

-Hi. -You called me?

-Where are you? -At the office.

I'll be right over. Give me 20 minutes.

-How did you find her? -Not now.

Wasima? We're going to help you.

Wasima?

Don't worry, we'll take care of you.

You called me?

-You said I texted you? -Yes.

-You didn't send an SMS? -No. Why do you ask?

Because I got one from you.

-From my private phone number? -Yes.

-What did it say? -Nothing.

-Nothing? -It was incomplete.

You're briefing me on an incomplete SMS from my phone that I didn't send?

That's why I called. I just wanted to be sure.

At least about the text.

-May I see it? -The text? I deleted it.

I didn't send anything. Not from my private or any other phone.

So if anyone sent you a text from me, get rid of the phone.

-Alright? -Yes.

-Was there anything else? -No.

Has a psychiatrist debriefed you?

Yes, the whole patrol. It was all good.

I know you've been through a lot.

We're fine.

So... Where've you been?

-At the Concert Hall with Johanne. -Wearing that?

Well, you're on leave. Relax for a few weeks. Alright?

-Yes. -Thank you.

Where are you?

-Where were you? -I'm sorry.

I've called you a thousand times!

Didn't you have your phone on you?

-Why did you just leave? -Something came up.

-What? -It's been sorted now.

-What happened? -I should have called.

-Where've you been? -I know you were worried.

-Tell me what happened. -I can't argue...

Hey! I'm not arguing! I just want to know what happened!

-Where've you been? -I can't tell you.

You can't tell me?

Just listen to me.

-You have to tell me where you were. -I can't tell you!

Why have you changed your clothes?

Where's your jacket? Why did you change?

Have you been with someone else?

Why would I be with someone else? I have you. Come on, please.

Don't leave me waiting a whole night without telling me where you were.

-You might as well leave. -Stop.

Come on! I've been waiting the entire fucking night! Where have you been?

Lower your voice.

I received an order.

An order? In Oslo? What kind of order?

You know I can't talk about that.

-Do you usually change clothes? -I haven't been with another woman!

I followed an order and had to change my shirt because it had blood on it!

I killed a man.

You killed a man in Oslo tonight?

Yes.

Three men tried to kill a girl.

When did you start saving girls at night in Oslo?

-You're not lying, are you? -No.

But have you told the police?

No.

-Why not? -Because it was an order.

Who gave you that order?

Erling?

Who?

-Dad? -Hey.

-Are you awake? -Yes. I could hear you.

And I heard you and mum talking.

You have to go to sleep.

-Did you have a dream? -Yes.

Another nightmare?

What did you dream about?

I don't want to talk about it.

If you tell someone about your dream, you won't have it again.

That's not true.

I still have it. I've tried it before.

Do you want to tell daddy anyway?

They're cutting you up until there's nothing left.

You know that's not going to happen, right?

Go to sleep now. You need your energy tomorrow.

-Can you stay until I fall asleep? -Sure.

-Dad? -Yes?

Did you see any dead people in Afghanistan?

Yes.

What was it like?

It was quiet.

-How long has the meat been in? -23 hours and 48 minutes.

-Do you want to take it out? -Yes, sure.

-Meat boiled in a bag... -Don't you eat ready meals?

-Of course, but that's different. -It's the same thing.

We take it out of the bag and brown it.

It'll be lukewarm. The perfect temperature...

Great, but move it along. My blood sugar is low.

Let them be...

At this rate we'll have dinner for breakfast.

-It's been tasty so far. -That's not it.

-What are we having? -Guess.

-Do you want me to guess? -Yes.

-Yes. -What's that?

-A goat? -Yes!

-You speak goat? -Yes.

Fluent in six languages and in goat, but no Norwegian...

-Half your life in Norway... -Eight years.

-Isn't your mum Norwegian? -I can't be bothered.

You can't be bothered because..?

Because Norwegian sounds like this. Where's Jon Petter?

He's trying desperately to bulk up his scrawny upper body.

149!

Come on, 147 to go. You're doing great.

246. Come on.

Don't do that!

What's up? I brought you liquid food.

Thanks.

Did you like the book?

-Yes, the book... -Did you read it?

-Haven't you started? -I'm not done yet.

It's a little slow, but it's... It's really interesting.

-What's interesting? -Well, it's got... A lot of...

-But it's just... -Do you like it or not?

-Like I said, it's interesting. -You haven't read it.

-No. Damn... -Adella?

Master Chef Junior is wondering where the rice is.

I'll make some.

How's the arm? That's going to be one great family holiday.

Adella and Johanne sitting outside.

Adella and Johanne drinking G&Ts while we're cooking,

doing the dishes, vacuuming...

And your father turning up with withdrawal symptoms,

forcing everyone to go horse riding and eat pike...

How's he doing?

So, so.

-I'll visit him when I'm home. -Good. He misses you more than me.

-You always say that. -Because it's true.

-Don't cry. -Arsehole.

Do want me to spot?

Jon Petter? Erling? Come here.

-This is Sven Rasch, photojournalist. -You're joking.

He already knows you hate journalists and have reason to, so he's prepared.

Yes. Your Armed Forces administration has asked my editor to send me, so...

I'm not here to try to be your friend or anything. I'm here to do my job.

-Perhaps demystifying some things... -What do you mean?

Just showing that you are normal people too.

Jesus Christ...

Rasch has been given the usual instructions.

No military operations are covered or leaked. All faces are censored.

Or just use your buffs. Say hello to the boys.

-Jon Petter Hals, patrol leader. -Sven Rasch, hello.

-Håvard. -Magne.

-Sigurd. -Erling.

-Daniel Richardsen. -Sven. Hello.

Put some more in there...

I was wondering if I could join you?

-In the shower? -Yes.

Yeah, well...

That's a good question.

-I like the ponytail. -Thanks.

How's the dressage coming along?

-The dressage? -Of the horses.

I do races, not dressage.

-I'm going to cook rice. -Rice? I'm taking a shower.

-So, yeah... -We'll have to get a move on.

If you're heading out?

-It's an order. -An order!

You too. There's gender equality in the Armed Forces.

-It's good, isn't it? -Yes, it is.

So tell him. Is it good, Håvard?

Is it good?

Tell Sigurd!

-It's really good, Sigurd. -It's great.

-It is. -Be serious. He's spent ages...

Say it so he believes it and gets it.

The food is fantastic.

He's the cook, it's his job. Are we hugging him over some rice?

-Hugs are good. -Hugs are good. That's an order.

Sigurd. Sigurd Sønsteby.

Thank you very much for this amazing meal. It's great.

Sigurd! Sigurd!

Spending so much time cooking for this lot...

Having food to look forward to, is fantastic. Thank you very much.

And because you're so talented...

This is hard for me, but I'll give you a hug.

Hug! Hug! Hug!

Come here.

Briefing!

Wasima Zamani is to be extracted from a Taliban safe house in Nimlik.

Our sources confirm her presence for at least another 24 hours.

Heydar Zamani is considered a reliable source.

Wasima is his niece. Extract her as low-key as possible. Questions?

-What kind of mission is this? -It comes from the top.

-9-3-2-Alpha. -Go ahead.

Situational update on target?

No activity. We'll keep you posted.

Copy. Out.

Keep going!

She's here!

Okay... Erling and Johansen, you stay here.

Daniel, go and get Adella. 3-2-4-Lima, move to the entrance.

9-8, jackpot. Platoon Three is ready for extraction.

-Erling, one minute. -Copy.

-Is she unconscious? -She's breathing.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

-She's that woman from the market. -The vehicle is here!

Shit. It's because I touched her.

You didn't have a choice.

Ready? One, two, three!

I'm going first.

Magne! Here.

-9-3-2-Alpha. -Go ahead.

-Ready for extraction. Update? -Copy. Still no activity.

Copy. Out.

Open the doors!

-Easy, easy. -Okay, come here.

What are you doing? Who is she?

Easy. Step back.

Erling in Vehicle Two and Sigurd in Vehicle One with me. We're switching.

What are you doing?

Closing in!

Ready!

Erling.

Hi. How are you?

-Alright. You? -Yeah.

-She's still here, right? -Yes. She's resting.

-They'll be here soon. -Okay.

Intelligence wanted me to guard her for a few days.

But why didn't you tell me Sharif is dead?

-I didn't? -No.

I guess I was in a rush.

-Is this water? -Help yourself.

Do you know who gave the order to send her here?

Well, it's usually the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

-The Foreign Minister, right? -Usually, yes.

What do you know?

Her uncle asked to get her out. He feared for her life.

A kind uncle isn't enough. There must be something else.

I don't know.

-Has she mentioned her husband? -No.

But I just don't understand why he was here and how he could find her.

Me neither.

-I need to talk to her. -Yeah. Wait here.

Wasima?

Erling is here. He's the one who brought you here.

He wants to ask you a few questions.

Is that okay?

It's okay.

Salaam.

She wants to know where her husband is.

Just...

Tell her.

-She'll find out soon anyway. -Yes.

Wasima...

Your husband tried to kill you.

He is dead now.

His body has to be sent home.

We'll do everything we can.

I have to speak with Heydar.

She needs to speak to her uncle, Heydar.

We have to know what her husband did. Does she know?

Do you know why your husband was here?

He came after me...

To bring me back with him.

-Did someone invite him? -I'm sorry,

I have to talk to Heydar.

Yunes can't be told about this by a stranger.

We'll do whatever we can.

She wants her son to know today.

Thank you.

-Good morning. -How was your evening out?

Johanne? The Foreign Minister wants us.

Good morning.

As you all know, yesterday we had an unexpected guest from Afghanistan.

-Okay? -I was supposed to meet him at ten,

but he's dead.

He was stabbed to death yesterday evening.

I've asked the police to withhold the deceased's name.

Besides, Sharif Zamani was not on the official agenda.

-The victim is Sharif Zamani? -Yes.

I didn't know he was in Norway.

We decided that as few as possible were to know about the meeting.

I made Fruit for Life possible in the Balkh Province.

Zamani is the landowner in the area.

Did Stolt-Hansen know? They've worked together for years.

-Yes, they were to meet later today. -I wasn't to know about that either?

-Yes, you were. -I apologize.

Make sure my Secretariat Leader is involved in everything from now on.

Why were you meeting him in secret?

Because many people believe he is in the Taliban.

I was supposed to meet him outside the house.

We didn't invite him. We just knew he was coming.

So who invited him?

We don't know. Perhaps Hektor Stolt-Hansen.

Does he know Zamani is dead?

I know you've worked hard with Fruit for Life and with building trust.

It's tragic. You've worked together for many years.

But Fruit for Life is so entrenched in the local community now

that I know you will find a solution.

Yeah.

Hello.

-Would you like some coffee? -A glass of water will do fine.

I've traced the text you received just before 1900 hours.

They say you were at the Concert Hall.

But interestingly, a man was killed in a car park a few minutes later.

It looked like an execution. Two men were taken out.

The police have them now.

They will have acquired the CCTV footage soon.

But we already know that the deceased is Sharif Zamani.

May I see the text you received?

I assume it's not as incomplete

and deleted as you claimed yesterday.

JPEL TARGET SHARIF ZAMANI IS IN OSLO. WASIMA IS IN HIDING AT P-HOTEL.

-So, who sent it? -We don't know yet, but...

Someone has classified information. So this is a problem, Erling.

Neither we nor Intelligence can take responsibility.

But someone wanted to get rid of him, and they chose you.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because you taught me not to say too much without knowing everything.

And?

I received the text with classified information

and intelligence about Wasima.

I just made...

A choice. I followed...

My gut...

When I got there, the situation was so precarious that I intervened.

The police didn't find Zamani's phone at the scene. Do you know why?

No.

You'll receive your medal tonight. Stay low until then.

And I mean low.

You can do that. Just for a few hours.

Remember, he was a true arsehole.

The world is better off without him. I'll see you later.

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

We will take you to a safe place.

-What's up, Johansen? -This is no good.

-It was fast and efficient. -This is going to backfire.

They're going to attack the FOB.

What's so special about this mission?

Sharif Zamani is powerful. He is a direct link to the Taliban.

And we probably have his wife in the other vehicle.

When Burås says "from the top," it doesn't mean Armed Forces.

It means the Embassy in Kabul or a ministry in Norway. Maybe both.

But she was there all alone.

There wasn't a guard or anyone else in sight.

But we did fine. Mission accomplished.

-Let's make some food. -That's what's on your mind? Food?

I wanted to make chicken. Doesn't that sound nice?

That chicken guy at the market gave me a recipe.

Johansen, you get the beer. Daniel, you're doing the marinade.

-I'm on it. -Good.

I'll chop some onion. Jon Petter...

Fuck.

9-8, we've hit an IED.

3-2-Alpha, 3-2-Echo. Status?

Anyone in Vehicle One, status?

3-2-Alpha, 3-2-Echo. Status?

3-2-Alpha, 3-2-Echo. Status?

525.

-Okay? -Okay!

Jon!

Going right!

Hey! Can you hear me?

Hey!

Sigurd?

-Daniel? -Come on out.

Daniel, are you awake?

Jon Petter!

Jon Petter! Mate!

Come on, let's get back to the vehicles!

Hey. Back to the vehicles.

-Come on. -Fuck. I knew it.

I knew he wasn't going to make it.

Come on, let's go back.

I knew it.

God damn it.

Go back.

What is it?

You look good in that uniform.

There was a picture in the paper of Sigurd wearing his uniform.

It used to make me happy when I saw you wearing it, but now...

I'm not going back if you don't want me to.

I didn't say that.

Are you ready? Let's go.

Rikard?

We're leaving.

-Is grandpa coming? -I hope so.

Soldiers, more than 8,200 Norwegians

have since 2001 lived in close quarters

with an Afghan reality far removed from our own.

These soldiers, who are receiving the Armed Forces Medal for Heroic Deeds,

are our absolutely finest soldiers.

The Armed Forces Medal for Heroic Deeds is awarded

for showing resolution under danger,

thus contributing to the prevention of loss of life.

They have expressed competence and courage

beyond what is expected in combat and in dangerous situations.

The first is awarded post mortem to Sergeant Sigurd Sønsteby.

His mother, Trine Sønsteby, will accept the medal on his behalf.

The Armed Forces Medal for Heroic Deeds

is awarded to Sergeant Sigurd Sønsteby

for outstanding courage under danger in the Mazar District.

Risking his own life, his efforts were instrumental

during the rescue of a civilian Afghan woman.

Here you are.

Continue.

Lieutenant Erling Riiser.

Lieutenant Håvard Bakkeli.

Hi.

-I'm sorry. -Don't apologise.

-I didn't mean to cause a scandal. -You didn't.

Here.

-Were you there when he died? -Yes.

-In the car? -No, but I was there quickly.

-Did he know what happened? -No, it was very sudden.

He never knew what happened,

and he didn't feel anything.

I don't think you can die like that without feeling it.

The Defence Minister said on TV that the road wasn't secured.

The Defence Minister is not in Afghanistan.

She's sending us to war without...

Knowing what she's sending us to.

We were on a mission in an area we had been ordered to, and it was...

Do you know who killed him?

Yes.

He is no more.

Thank you.

Thank you.

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