- It's freezing. - Yeah.
Taxi's on its way.
You know the best way to hurt that bastard?
Steal his damn money.
Get out of the fucking car! Go! Go!
It must be Ravn.
We need to get you out now.
But we need to get Lisbeth and Ida moving first.
Steal from me? I'll fucking kill you!
Welcome to New Zealand!
Sylvia fucking Petersen.
We need to talk to the Blind Man.
- What about? - I need papers.
I need to be Des' half-brother or something.
Look, someone has to organize the release of his body.
We can't ask Lisbeth to stick her head up, can we?
Even if we could find her.
Fuck!
You try her burner again?
No service.
Sylvia's gonna freak.
Where the hell are they?
Where the hell is Sylvia?
Hi. You might be able to help me.
I need a room, but my credit card's been stolen.
I do have some cash here, and my passport if you need I.D.
I'm sorry, we're booked out. It's high season.
So I'm stranded.
You're the fourth place I've tried.
Do you have any suggestions other than a park bench?
Um, everywhere's full, I think.
I don't suppose that you could be really, really sweet
and ring a few places up for me?
I'll see what I can do.
Why don't you head down the road and get a coffee?
Give me half an hour?
Thanks.
Mormor?
Thank you.
Prego.
You are here on holidays?
No, a-a getaway, really. Work just got too much.
And now my suitcase went missing,
so all I've got is this carry-on and no bed.
So it's all a bit of a disaster, really.
Maybe I will get lucky with the bed, though.
- Bruno. - Brian.
Hi.
I'm really sorry, but everywhere's fully booked.
But, um, there is a couch at my place if you...
I think we can do better than that.
No offense.
Thanks for trying anyway, though.
Okay. Cheers.
Thank you.
Posso?
Certo.
- Bruno. - Yeah, I heard.
I'm Robyn. Robyn Ford.
I was expecting a Scandinavian name.
Yeah, I was born there, but I live in Australia now.
My dad's English.
So Dad decided we need you behind the bar, did he?
Well, he, um -- he mentioned an apartment, n-not a job.
S-Something nice and private upstairs?
And it goes with the job. Sorry.
But -- But what if I were to help you out.
Just for a few days until I find somewhere
or you find your new staff?
I'd really like to help,
but we're looking for someone for the season.
Okay, I-I understand.
But, um...
But what -- what if I'm really good, though?
What if I can perform a miracle?
Little bit more.
Good.
You'll have to get the whiskey into the water glass
and the water into the whiskey glass
without spilling any,
without putting any in your mouth,
and without using a third glass.
- Impossible. - You think?
So if I'm able to do it,
I get the apartment for free for a few days?
Only if you help out behind the bar.
Deal.
Get ready to be amazed.
My dad showed me this trick.
It'll take a few minutes.
That will give me time to unpack.
Stairs?
Well, I'll be buggered.
Nice of you to come by.
But...
...I still can't help you, Detective.
Or should that be, ex-detective?
Our information is that you're off the job.
Which makes this a visit under false pretenses.
It makes it a private inquiry.
Still, I can't help you.
I'm looking for Desmond Petersen's daughter.
She stole your 18 million kroner.
Must be a lot of money, even for you.
Doesn't that make you feel like an idiot?
What? You got the hots for her?
I want to find her and lock her up.
Well, be my guest.
I'm sorry that I can't help.
Now, fuck off.
And when I do find her, I'll lock you up as well.
Huss, it's me. I'm worried.
I don't understand why I haven't heard from you.
I found a place, but I'm stuck here
until we can launder the money.
We need to get Ida and Mor moving as fast as we can.
You have to call me, Huss.
Call me on two.
Bye.
Come on, Mor.
Hello?
Hi. Sor-- Sorry to disturb you.
Just some towels, linen.
There were some in here anyway.
And -- And a bathrobe.
But I'm -- I'm off to bed.
I have a bit of a jet-lag, so...
Yeah. Sleep well.
It was a good trick of your dad's
with the whiskey.
You should've shown me this sooner.
I only just sent people 'round to her apartment.
Too fucking late.
I want to get this bitch before that cop does.
Well, there's two ways of doing that.
One, just locate her.
Two, print this out for everyone.
Get it out there and start looking.
What people took the photo?
They're new guys. Serbs.
And they created their own job vacancies.
We had an emergency.
They wanted work, and I gave it to them.
There'll be plenty to do.
Find these women.
Find out where this bitch is,
and the guys can do whatever they want with them.
But her?
You leave her for me.
1965 I come here.
I was a good-looking young man then, Robyn, you know?
-You're still hot, Bruno.
And my eyes are bad too.
I work in the Manapouri tunnel.
Hydroelectric. We power the nation.
You still do. Caffeine.
Giorno.
- Hey. - Hi.
Every day. Run, run, run.
Crazy.
Can we get some service, thanks?!
Yes. Sorry, coming.
I do it.
You two, chat.
- Your dad is -- yeah. - Yeah, I know.
Well...
Do you want coffee?
- Yeah, great. Thanks. - Yeah.
Yeah. Long black?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Still beautiful.
Hey, guys, watch this.
- Just gonna go with the coffees. - Sure.
Okay.
So...
- That's $14.10. - Sure.
- If you can break this, thanks. - Sure.
Grazie.
Ooh, that's...
$15, $20.
Excuse me.
I gave you a fifty.
No, I think...
No, I definitely did.
You saw. I had a fifty here.
Si.Um...
Sorry. I'll...
Sorry. Excuse me.
I think you made a mistake
'cause, you see, we have a system here.
Every time a note goes in,
it gets folded in half, like this.
And you're our first customer today.
So I think that your fifty just got lost behind the rest.
Right.
My mistake.
Yeah. A "sorry" might be nice.
Sorry.
It's okay. We all make mistake.
Yeah.
-Shit, Mormor!
It's impossible.
So if I'm able to do it, I get to keep the note, right?
Sure.
- Go ahead. - Thank you.
So...
Okay. Now watch this.
Closely.
It goes fast.
Ready?
How'd you do that?
Mate? Three Royal Salutes.
Doubles? Doubles.
Okay. I'll bring them over.
Will that be the 21-year-old or just the 12?
21.
On a tab.
I'll make sure not to fold this one, then.
Looks like we've got ourselves a high roller here.
Damn it, Huss. You should've told me.
I wanted to get it sorted.
We've been trying to contact her, but...
It's okay, it's okay. I'm sorry. It's all just been...
Could you please make sure that the new passports
for my family are ready so they can get out of there?
The Blind Man's onto it. Another day or two.
Yeah, that's good. All right. Thank you.
I'll find a way to get Mum to turn on her phone.
Okay, I'm just going through
too many of these damn things myself, so...
- I need to go, Huss. Sorry. - Take care.
Yeah. Yeah. Bye.
Guys.
Thank you.
Yeah, watch the step.
You okay?
- I'm good. - Good.
Actually I'm very good.
You want to find out?
Maybe I can show you a few tricks.
-No.
It's not always the way it works?
-Guys, he's drunk.
Better take him home.
Have a nice night.
Sorry. It knocks you out, that grappa.
Where do you two go at nights?
Dad's place.
Didn't want him on his own after Mum died.
I'm sorry. I didn't...
It was four years ago now.
And I've been back at the house
since I started running the bar for him.
What did you do before?
The, outdoors was more my thing.
I'll finish up here, and you can take Bruno home.
- Okay. - I'll mop.
Thanks.
The till's done.
I made sure to fold the top note over.
Come on, Dad.
One too many grappas?
I fall asleep?
Yeah, wow, that's never happened before.
You are not nice to your father, you know?
But maybe that's because you keep all your nice
for the new staff?
She's not "staff."
And actually I think maybe you've had two grappas too many.
- Notte, cara. - Notte.
Thanks for your help tonight.
Some you win, some you lose, prick?
Ida?
- Mor? - Hi!
Ida, skat. Hi.
- Ja. - Ja.
- Sylvia? - Mor?
- Hej. - Hej.
Hello?
Hej, Mor, hej.
- Okay? - Okay.
- Huss? - Ja, Huss.
Okay.
Okay?
Hej.
The books. We're down across the board.
And that money getting jacked
has left a significant hole in our reserves.
Okay, well, I'll crank up the distributors.
- Anything on the Petersen woman? - No.
But the kid's got to be using all kinds of apps.
I'll take a look once I've done the books.
The fucking books can wait.
Kylie? Selena?
Brittney?
Melanie.
Looking for someone younger?
Keeping Ravn happy.
I know how to find the kid when I want to.
Come in.
Tak.
Ja.
Morning.
And a lovely one too?
Yeah.
Robyn, I, - I just had a call from Mike Costello.
The Royal Salute swiller from last night.
He was asking if we found his phone.
He lost it.
It's no big deal,
but I was just by the lake this morning and I...
Yeah, you saw me throw a phone in the water?
I found it, yeah. It was while I mopped last night.
And, it -- it rang.
It had such a bad ringtone.
It sounded just like him. So I kind of...
I know, it was bad for the fish.
Sorry.
Well, I told him we hadn't found it.
Good.
So you're, traveling? Or extended holiday?
Both.
We get a lot of seasonal workers from Europe here.
Ski instructors, hospitality.
I, - I lived in Australia for a while.
Right. Whereabouts?
Brisbane.
Um, Adam, I'm sorry, no offense, though.
I travel because I didn't like being there.
So, if it's okay with you,
can we just not talk about it and just have coffee?
Yeah.
Hello, Clara.
I'm Melanie.
Give me your iPad.
Hey, Huss. Good news, I hope.
For a change.
The passports should be here in an hour or so.
That's great.
Great news, Huss.
'Cause, you know,
I think I might be leaving this place soon.
I'll head for Lisbeth's hideout as soon as I've got them.
And I think we've an angle on cleaning the cash.
Thanks. And please tell me when you're done with that.
Next phone?
You find Adam's special place, I see.
Yeah. It's a nice one.
Yes. Posso?
Certo.
So, Robyn.
You have more skills than pulling beer, I think.
That whiskey trick.
How you put that stronzoin his place.
And it was very good.
Just like when you steal the man's phone.
Old men doze, but they not always completely asleep.
Why are you here, Robyn?
Well, it wasn't just work.
My...
My father died, and...
...yeah, I needed to get away.
And I already told your son
that I really, really don't want to talk about it.
Adam, like you.
Keeps things inside.
Yeah.
Kathy?
She was 31.
Lovely.
Was she ill?
Kathy was full of life, cara.
It was an accident.
Up there.
She was hit by a boy on mountain bike.
She fell.
Loosing someone is hard.
Yeah.
Yeah?
Mr. Costello. How do you do?
Your company gave me your new mobile number.
You came up on a list of calls to --
Come on, come on. I haven't got time to talk right now.
- I've got a plane to catch. - Right.
Can I just ask you a few questions about your old phone?
Yeah. It got lost. Or stolen.
Bloody Kiwis. I have to go!
I'm gonna miss my flight. They didn't find it.
-Sir, where did you lose it?
Shh.
Take it easy.
I'm a friend of Sylvia's.
How would I know that?
Because if I wasn't, I would be the one holding the knife.
The money's to keep you going till we can get you out of here.
The USB has a copy of some files.
On Ravn's operation.
An insurance policy. Keep it somewhere safe.
- So you are? - Huss.
Keep this.
I hate guns.
There's new passports as well.
Ida!
We don't know how much Ravn knows.
We had to get rid of the old passports.
Where is she?
I'm not sure right...
Can you put that down, please?
I'm gonna hide this.
We'll get you to Sylvia.
Martin and I need to organize some things.
Sit tight for now.
I'll call you tonight. Late.
Huss?
The package is delivered. Along with more phones.
I'll send you a list.
Your mum chose a good place to hide.
We'll get them to you soon.
Thank you, Huss. Thanks.
Pleasure. Don't worry.
They're safe.
-Aah!
Ida!
I'm sorry.
I let us in.
What's going on?
We, um, need help.
Yeah? With what?
There's already one body in the ground.
Maybe she loves me.
Maybe you're gonna have to trust me.
Yeah.
Fine.
We'll hide here until a friend of Sylvia's calls.
Then we'll be gone.
Some Ravn guy is after us.
Shit.
I knew when Des...
Okay.
Yeah, of course you can stay, darling.
Thanks.
I've got to go out, but you can stay.
Till you hear from this friend of yours.
I thought he was gonna make it.
But he didn't. And you dumped him.
A few blocks away. Yeah.
Good thinking.
You drive him around for hours,
let him bleed out, and then you dump him --
close to home!
You should've got rid of him in Oro, you fucking moron.
But he wasn't dead yet.
We have a visitor. You remember David.
David, David, David.
The ideas man.
Take a seat.
Shifted any dodgy furniture recently?
Cheers, Ravn. How you been, mate?
What do you want? Ravn's busy.
Tak.
I might have some information for you.
A-A friend of mine is expecting a phone call from someone,
and I thought, well, any information I could get you
might be worth something.
What someone? What friend?
Well, you don't need to know that, do you?
I can just pass on information as it comes through.
Don't tell me...
...what I don't need to know.
Information about what?
About who?
Yeah...
My ex. Sylvia Petersen.
Well.
Why didn't you say sooner?
I mean,
we can keep a secret in this room.
I mean, it's completely soundproof.
Completely fucking soundproof.
Is this your friend?
Who is this?
What's her name?
Just don't hurt her.
Ida.
Her name's Ida.
Ida? Ida?
Ida!
Ida! Ida.
Ida!
We've got a major problem.
I just got through to them.
Lisbeth's hysterical. She...
What?
Ravn's taken Ida.
He wants you and the money in 24 hours,
or he will kill her.
What?