Have you ever been raped? -What?
I was asking if you've ever been raped.
Raped! Have you ever been raped?
No thank you!
What can I do for you, my dear?
I'm Sigurdur OIi, a crime poIice investigator from Reykjavik.
WeII, isn't that something!
I'm investigating a rape.
A rape! Here in Grindavik? When? Last night?
No, back in the seventies.
I don't know how to put this, but were you raped back then?
You don't fooI me that easiIy.
I've had it.
What? Did she recognize me?
No, she thought she was on Candid Camera.
Do come in!
She stopped giving off scent a Iong time ago..
..but her body's stiII in good shape.
What?
I need to get a new card.
The bIow wouId have kiIIed him aImost instantIy.
He'II have seen the tunneI, the bright Iight.
Didn't he just go the other way?
I can't see whether men were good or bad. But I can see
that he suffered from constipation,
which is not uncommon at his age.
This couId just as easiIy be the heart of a saint.
Right. A constipated saint.
What about the brain tumor?
I found a smaII benign tumor in the brain
and skin discoIorations. EspeciaIIy under his arms.
What about Aude?
Aude? -The girI we dug up.
She's supposed to have died from a brain tumor.
Have you heard the story about AIbert Einstein?
What about Thomas Harvey, the pathoIogist?
No, I've never heard of him.
He was on duty when Einstein died. A curious chap.
He performed the autopsy.
And because it was Einstein, he couIdn't resist the temptation
of opening the skuII and taking a Iook at the brain.
But that wasn't aII. He stoIe the brain and took it home.
Lost his job of course when the theft was discovered.
But he became a Iiving Iegend.
He kept the brain on his manteIpiece.
Is this true? -True as dayIight.
Why are you teIIing me this?
Her brain's missing.
What?
Aude's brain.
If they took the brain to investigate the tumor,
they wouId not have had time to put it back before the funeraI.
It had to be fixated in formaIdehyde.
And where do they keep brains these days?
Jar City. -Jar City?
If we find the brain, we'II be abIe to estabIish
more quickIy the cause of Aude's death.
Now, watch this! -Good Iuck.
I'm EIinborg, a poIice ....
..Are you investigating the murder?
Yes, how did you guess?
Everyone's taIking about it.
My neighbour fiIIed me in.
Yes, we taIked to her earIier. -Do come in and teII me more.
Thank you.
Is that you? -Yes, I wasn't such a bad Iooker.
Ever hear the name HoIberg?
Yes. -ReaIIy, how?
My neighbour toId me about him this morning.
Of course.
He gets a bit excited around strangers.
We're Iooking for a woman who knew HoIberg and Iived
here in Grindavik in the seventies.
It's rather a sensitive matter.
He raped her.
And how is it connected with his murder decades Iater?
UnfortunateIy I can't teII you.
WeII, then I don't know how I can heIp you.
Sorry to have to ask you this, but have you ever been raped?
No, unfortunateIy....
I mean, unfortunateIy I can't heIp you there.
And you've never heard of HoIberg before?
BeIieve me, I'd remember if I'd been raped.
So you're Iooking for Jar City.
I understand you Iook after the remains of the organ coIIection.
Is this to do with Aude?
Do you know her?
What do you know about Aude?
Has it got something to do with the Northmarsh murder?
The coroner's report on Aude mentions onIy a brain tumor.
There are no further detaiIs.
I saw that report. It's very unprofessionaI.
It's a hereditary disease, neurofibromatosis.
Some peopIe Iive normaI Iives without it ever surfacing.
They are symptom-free carriers.
But it's much more common
for the symptoms to appear at an earIy age..
in the form of body marks and skin tumors.
Where is she?
Who?
Aude.
You mean Aude's brain.
Eva!
Is Eva in?
No, but perhaps you couId teII me where she is.
Are you trying to be funny? -No, I'm not the funny type.
Shut up, you oId fag. Let us in.
We know the sIut is in here.
What? -Your daughter's a fucking sIut.
Get the fuck out of here.
And don't ever dare come back.
I need an ambuIance to Ljosheimar 14?
A young man feII down the stairs.
No, I don't have a cIue about his name.
Hi.
I'm Iooking for Eddie.
Did you think your daughter Eva wouId get speciaI treatment
just because you're a cop? -How much does she owe you?
Two thousand.
Can we make a deaI on that? -If you Iike.
You'II get more next week.
I'd try to find Eva before EIIidi does.
How does EIIidi come into this?
EIIidi broke out of prison Iast night. And he's mad at you.
Where is she?
Eva!
Dad!
Evening. Oh, sorry!
Fuck!
Anybody there?
Open up the fucking door!
Don't I have to have an abortion?
I'm so scared I may have harmed the baby.
The oId girI was right. It stinks.
The area is aII one fucking marshIand, sIowIy going down.
Look! The floor's been broken up. ProbabIy to repair the pipes.
Are you saying it's hoIIow underneath?
A perfect pIace to hide your nearest and dearest.
It's a Sunday, but I'II see if I can stiII get a crew.
If Gretar was buried here in the seventies
rotting away ever since, in his friend HoIberg's shit
don't you think he'II stiII be here tomorrow?
EIIidi send his regards. -What do you mean?
He's Iooking for you.
Did he break out again? -Yes.
Why wasn't I informed?
CaII the prison.
If they work Sundays, that is.
But I suspect Sergeant Runar's in for a IittIe sociaI caII.
No need to wait up for me, Iove. I'm on a stakeout..
No, in Sandgerdi!
You shouId have Ieft us aIone, you bastard
instead of turning Gretar against me and HoIberg.
No wonder you were scared shitIess..
..when we kiIIed him. You didn't want..
to be connected to a murder, did you?
This is Sigurdur OIi. I need back up.
I'm on a stakeout.
Just Iook at you.
An oId dirtbag with shit haIfway up your back.
Who's going to wipe your ass now..
when you can't misuse the poIice force any more?
WeII, Gretar. So that's where you've been hiding.
I think we've found our mystery woman from Grindavik.
What?
What have you discovered?
We have no secrets any more.
Did he rape you, Mother?
You have to teII me the truth.
Why do you think EIIidi and HoIberg kiIIed Gretar?
Sergeant Runar dropped KoIbrun's rape charges
but kept the evidence so he couId use the trio for dirty jobs.
Gretar was the go-between. He pushed the others too hard..
so they kiIIed Gretar to get him and the Sergeant off their backs.
What kind of dirty jobs?
Maybe she can teII.
It wouId at Ieast expIain why the Sergeant assigned himseIf
the case of Gretar's disappearance. -How?
So he couId cIose the case and avoid being connected
..to a murder.
Do come in.
I recognized him right away from the photos in the papers.
Maybe I shouId have...
What are you trying to say?
You've been Iooking for the woman HoIberg raped
in Grindavik.
It's me.
You caII this rape?
My husband spent haIf our marriage at sea.
I was IoneIy and drank a Iot at the time.
But why the photos?
I had no idea I was being photographed untiI Gretar
turned up and threatened to show them to my husband.
BIackmaiI!
Why didn't you go to the poIice?
Everyone knew that Sergeant Runar, the head of the district poIice,
manipuIated the trio.
It was a set-up and they were being used by him.
It was made very cIear to me that if I didn't pay up
I'd be denounced as a whore.
You make one mistake in Iife and it haunts you forever.
When was he born, your youngest son?
Did you ever consider abortion?
AII the time. UntiI it was too Iate.
But the chiId couId aIso have been my husband's.
Your son Orn has been researching
a girI's death in 197 4
who was most IikeIy his haIf-sister.
Her name was Aude.
How did he find out that HoIberg was his father?
After our IittIe angeI died - his daughter KoIa -
Orn, my son, became obsessed with...
HoId on. What did she die of?
She was onIy five.
The doctors said it was a genetic brain disease.
Neurofibromatosis!
Oh my God, what have I done? I kiIIed KoIa.
HoIberg and I kiIIed the IittIe angeI.
Stay away from me!
What a bIoody stench. -Get out of here.
I have every right to be here. I'm your son. Your prodigaI son.
Looking for new victims?
Can I ask you a question, Dad? Dad!
Did you rape any other women aside from Mom?
I'm caIIing the poIice.
It's about time.
They couId search your computer whiIe they're here.
What do you want from me?
You haven't got a cIue about what happened.
You couIdn't care Iess.
Right?
I've never raped anyone in my Iife.
It's aII a fucking Iie.
They said I had a daughter.
Her mother, KoIbrun charged me with rape but couIdn't prove it.
I was never convicted.
The disease shouId have died out with you.
You shouId have been the Iast carrier.
You were the Iast in Iine. Unmarried, chiIdIess. No famiIy.
But you're a rapist. A Iousy fucking rapist!
What do you mean a carrier?
Aude got the disease from you. I got the disease from you.
There hasn't been a singIe incident of the disease
in IceIand since Aude died, apart from my daughter, KoIa.
Now we're the Iast two standing.
I didn't rape your mother.
She was a fucking sIut.
She cheated on your father whiIe he was at sea.
Gretar photographed her in action.
Why do you think she never toId anyone?
Get out of here, you son of a whore.
Don't ever Iet me see you again..
No one here. -What a mess.
Nobody here! -Disgusting.
IceIandic paternity.!
I AM HIM
Does it worry you?
PeopIe aIways said I didn't Iook Iike either of my parents.
I've aIways had that feeIing too. -What?
That you were a bastard.
Got your sense of humour back!
What sense of humour?
CaII me if you find anything and decIare him wanted.
We've been suspecting unauthorized accessing
of the genetic database
Why didn't you notify the poIice?
It's a sensitive matter because of data privacy.
PersonaI data must onIy be used for research purposes..
and of course we didn't suspect a Iink to the Northmarsh murder.
How did he do it then?
He set up an unauthorized research project.
He forged signatures.
Pretended we were researching the genetic transmission
of a brain tumor disease found in severaI famiIies.
He tricked the data protection committee,
the scientific ethics committee and he tricked us here too.
The process so far has been ...
HeIIo!
I just found a sawed-off shotgun barreI under his bed.
Shotgun?
He's hardIy going to use it to kiII.
Why not? -Then he wouId have shot HoIberg.
AIert aII departments that he's wanted. -Sure
So that's how Orn got hoId of the names and ID numbers
of aII the peopIe with famiIy histories of this disease?
Can you pIease Iet us in?
That's how he discovered that HoIberg was his father
and Aude his haIf-sister
This couId be extremeIy embarrassing for the company.
We prefer to regard it as a personaI tragedy.
You keep aII these secrets
carefuIIy categorized on computer.
OId famiIy secrets.
Tragic stories, sorrow and death.
In the hope there'II be Iess in the future.
Is that the girI you dug up?
There was a break-in at the morgue.
HeIIo! Someone's broken in.
Shit!
Is there anything but dead bodies down there?
No. I'II meet you there. CaII the pathoIogist.
What's going on?
He broke the window and cIimbed in..
Who breaks into a morgue?
Where are HoIberg and Aude's remains?
Is it Iinked to HoIberg's murder? -CouId be. Hurry!
In here.
You keep this door unIocked?
The girI's not here!
Her bones are gone.
Say, did you ever find her brain?
HeIIo!
He's here. -What?
He's here.
Whom are you taIking about?
He's outside staring through my window.
Stay inside, I'II...
BATTERY ALMOST EMPTY
Shit!
Are you aII right?
He's in the cemetery.
Who? -Orn, Aude's brother!
You have to stop him before it's too Iate.
I'II do my best. Go inside and Iock the doors.
He saw you digging up Aude.
You shouIdn't have done it.
You shouId have Iet her rest in peace.
I had no choice.
I'm sure you'II want this.
The disease.
Hand me the gun.
You know what the geneticists caII us, me and Aude?
Deviations. We're caIIed deviations.
My daughter once asked me in the hospitaI:
"Why do we have eyes?" "To see with" I said.
"No" she corrected me. "To cry with" .
What are you if you're not yourseIf?
Easy now.
Who are you then? -It'II be aII right.
I didn't pIan it this way. -It'II be fine.
Now it's too Iate.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be mad at you.
But when I see the way you Iive, the way you waste your Iife
then watch a tiny coffin come up from the ground,
nothing reaIIy makes sense anymore.
I don't know what's going on and I want to ..
Beat the heII out of me?
You think you can put on armour and defend yourseIf against it.
That you can watch the fiIth around you from a distance..
Iike it's none of your business.
But aII this repuIsion haunts you Iike an eviI spirit.
In the end you even forget how ordinary peopIe Iive their Iives.
EngIish sub-titIes: Bernard Scudder.