I found this hidden camera in my room.
Why is there no dial tone?
The killer has cut the telephone cable. It's impossible to call.
The power went when the cable snapped, December 3, at 3:41 pm.
The killer used the gondola to tear the cable.
The gondola is only managed by hotel owner Konrad Soot.
Konrad is the only one who can control the gondola.
We have to find Konrad. Now.
Dammit! We've been everywhere. How many hiding places are there?
We'll find him soon. He must explain why he destroyed the gondola.
Cut off contact to the outside world.
Only he has access to the gondola key.
Whoever has the key cut the cable.
- The one who cut the cable is the killer. - We may as well give up.
For all we know, Konrad has a network of Nazi escape routes -
- which we would never find.
We'll never find him.
There we go. Now this is the right mood.
What do you think this Christmas tree stand makes this tree do?
-Rotate. -How nice.
It was really an intricate thing to do.
I'm a little impressed with the Taiwanese at the factory.
They have amazing reach with their little child fingers.
Not very nice.
-Hi. -Where have you been?
On the toilet.
You've been gone for a day.
A day?
I get such a terribly slow stomach from all this medication.
Where is Ivar? I need my pills.
I have to get the pulse down.
The heart is beating very fast.
Konrad, you're the only one with the gondola key.
That means...
That shouldn't happen.
It's the internal line.
It's coming from inside the hotel.
Konrad needs the medication I possess.
If you tell him anything about what happened up here,
- he dies.
God dammit!
You talked to the killer. God dammit!
How was his voice?
- It was distorted. - But did he seem bad ass?
Do you think I could have beaten him? What are you doing?
We know the killer used the gondola to tear the cable.
December 3 at 3:41 pm.
I'm matching the time with the Santa camera Toffen planted in my room.
The door was open towards the hallway.
Maybe it filmed something...
Konrad has the key and he's not the killer.
The killer probably took the gondola key from Konrad.
No, you will never find anything there.
The killer just called us.
Which means he's probably doing it again.
Then we'll be ready for him.
There may be something here.
What the hell is going on?
What's up?
The power grid is so shit one would think it was made by Chinese kids.
Right.
What a fucking mess.
You should be glad the entire hotel hasn't gone up in flames.
Who are you?
The caretaker.
How long have you been here?
Since 1995, with the exception of four months in 1997.
Back then I was in jail.
For what?
Torture, murder...
... of four kittens.
Where do you live?
Caretaker's residence at the back of the hotel.
-Alone? -Yes.
I hate people.
Perscription for Torgeir Soot.
"Torgeir Soot".
He is an heir.
Candles. That's so fucking romantic, Jack.
It reminds me of when the power went in Liv's cabin.
-Do you remember? At Holmsbu. - Don't you dare mention Holmsbu.
We were 16-17 years old and ran naked,
- had a wrestling match and whipped each other in the sauna until blood spilt.
Remember those days, Jackie?
Do you remember?
Why are you still here?
I'm not leaving without you, Jack.
Can't we just take a sauna together? Once.
Wrestling, Jack. Piggyback.
- For old times' sake. - Can't you just leave?
-Wrestling. - Okay, okay, okay!
- You'll get your wrestling match. -Okay.
On one condition: If I win, you leave.
And if I win...
...it'll be Holmsbu all over again.
For two weeks.
Two weeks.
It must be him. He is an heir, criminal past,
- knows the hotel inside and out, and has killed and tortured kittens.
Torgeir Soot, we have reason to believe that...
What the hell?
Hey, hey, it's Putti.
Who is it? What a weird voice you have.
- It's him. Wait.
Let her talk. She occupies the killer while we check the rooms.
Putti.
You check all odd-numbered rooms, I'll check all even-numbered rooms.
That sounded fucking cumbersome.
Surely it's easier to use the control panel.
They're calling from 337.
- Putti, what did he say? - Is it you, Nanna? Are you enjoying yourself?
-What did he say? - He actually said very little, -
- It was mostly me who did the talking.
There's a Santa here, what is he...
Run, Putti! Get away!
Dammit! We left her alone with the caretaker.
What?
Ok, it wasn't him. Quite glad that's the case.
It would have been disappointing if it was one we hadn't heard of -
- who only appeared at the very end.
Fuck.
Looks like Konrad survives until Christmas Eve after all.
Thanks for the gift, you sick fucking Santa.
Jackie boy, I'm looking forward to Holmsbu.
Fuck Holmsbu, fuck you.
There is something missing.
I don't know what it is. But I think it's something fun.
- I just wanted to go to Holmsbu! –Fuck Holmsbu!
Five...
Fuck. -Four...
My heart...
-Dammit! -My heart!
Five, four...
Three...
I can't breathe.
Yes! Jackie boy!
We're going to Holmsbu, Jackie!
The killer is on his way to sabotage the cable.
He is wearing a pink jacket.
The killer is wearing a pink jacket.