Find these women.
Find out where this bitch is.
Welcome to New Zealand!
Bruno.
Yeah, I heard. I'm Robyn.
Dad decided we need you behind the bar, did he?
We need to get Ida and Mor moving as fast as we can.
-Aah!
Maybe she loves me.
Maybe you're gonna have to trust me.
I might have some information for you.
Who is this? What's her name?
Her name's Ida.
Ida!
Lisbeth's hysterical.
- What? - Ravn's taken Ida.
He wants you and the money in 24 hours,
or he will kill her.
What?
I did tell my friend here
not to hurt you.
Maybe she's jealous.
I mean...
...you are very, very pretty.
Robyn? Stop. Stop.
What's happened? Robyn, stop.
She needs me.
I have a daughter.
Her name is Ida, and she's in trouble.
I have to go home.
She's 16, and I never -- I should have...
I need to go. I need to go.
Robyn.
Is running to her the best way to help her?
I don't know, but I...
I'm sorry.
Hey, you know...
Maybe you're right. Yeah, right.
Maybe I can be in two places.
Thank you.
Cover for me? With Adam?
Coffee?
You can shove your coffee.
Sassy little thing, isn't she?
You should drink it.
Help you stay awake.
It's late.
Your grandmother will be worried about you.
Give her a call.
Screw you.
If you like.
Maybe even if you don't like.
Now...
You told Karmen
and the gentlemen that picked you up
that your grandmother had left town.
Where is she?
Try this question, then.
How do we find your mother?
Yeah.
Where is she?
-Huss.
Here is the deal.
Sylvia wants us to send Ravn a taste of what we have on him.
The insurance policy.
The file on his operation is pretty hot.
And now you're going to show him all you've got?
We only send them a taste --
all their action out of Christian Town --
so he knows we're for real.
Then we trade the full files for the kid, yeah?
Yes. We get her. They get the files.
They'll know we have copies.
Yeah, deal is, if Ida's hurt, the police get all the info
before they can do any fucking thing.
You think Ravn will go for it?
That geek lieutenant of his will advise him to.
He's the brains.
Even Ravn is not stupid enough
to risk having cops all over his operation.
So where do me and Per come in?
Well, Ravn is gonna come after the files regardless.
We need to be prepared.
That's you.
It's fucking dangerous,
but we have no choice.
I need to talk to Sylvia.
You will. Today.
Got it?
Got it.
And, Huss...
Ida's all that matters.
What's the PIN?
It'd be faster if you just told us.
I can't remember.
Or don't want to.
Mummy been calling you, has she?
There's nothing on it. We don't get along.
Just the bit with the nail on it?
Or the whole finger?
The PIN.
Let go of her! Or I swear, I'll --
Do what?
Looks like his planning is as good
as his execution?
Now...
There's an interesting word.
"Execution."
What's the PIN?
-What's the PIN?
I-Ida?
Okay!
It's 070438.
Thank you.
Robyn.
Hey.
Head feeling better?
Yeah. Much better.
Thanks.
I can take those.
Okay. Thank you.
-I'm sorry.
It's okay.
It's just the deal we had with the apartment
and you helping out.
Sorry. You're right.
I've got many things to deal with back home, so...
That's cool. It's just I'm trying to run a business.
Okay. I'm just gonna grab my things.
I'm not -- I'm not asking you to leave. Just...
I just think maybe we need to work out the details.
Yeah. You work out the details, and we talk about it, okay?
Fuck.
Still beautiful?
Dad's been talking to you, has he?
Yeah, he did.
And I saw the bench.
I'm sorry. It must've been terrible.
It was a long time ago.
Yeah.
Sometimes you lose them while they're still there.
But it is.
Still beautiful.
Hey, Robyn.
Look, if you've got things to sort out back in Oz,
why don't we just agree to you
not helping out here for the rest of the week?
Do what you need to do. And then we can start again?
Is that the details?
Yeah.
- Yeah. - Yeah. Yeah.
And stay in the apartment, I mean.
There's no point moving out if you're gonna be
helping me out here later.
Okay, but I'll still work,
you know, for no pay when I can.
Deal?
Deal.
This area, they do mainly cannabis,
some harder stuff, guns.
Still, a whole lot of detail they won't want anybody to have.
I still don't understand
why you e-mail it to them.
Can't they trace e-mails?
It won't matter from a public computer.
When the Nord sees what we have,
he's going to freak right out.
Then they get the rest in exchange for Ida.
Specially prepared. On this.
Per! Martin!
Gear up. Get the car.
Library first, then a bit of sightseeing.
Hey.
This is not a game.
We only have 15 hours, and my granddaughter could die.
The idea is to get Ida to her mum as fast as we can.
If we're going to do that,
we need to make certain that Ravn and the cop
think Sylvia is still here.
- Okay. - Right?
Yeah. Right.
Yeah.
Okay.
No messages. She was telling the truth.
Who's a good girl, then?
You must get your honesty from your father.
Not your mother, that's for sure.
So, future communications.
We know that your grandmother is expecting a call
from one of Sylvia's friends.
Who is it?
I have no idea.
Loving people can be problematic.
Do you love your father?
Now, David...
Hold very still.
Fuck! Tell them, Ida!
I don't know the guy's name!
The guy? She knows.
You see, David?
She does love you.
Huss.
Behreni.
Do you know him?
Yeah. We know him, all right.
Just make sure that Ida's okay.
You already met Zoran. This is Toma.
Serbs. Not their fault.
They can practice their English on you.
Nice to meet you.
Hope I, no hit you too hard before.
So, what happens now?
We follow up on the information we got.
Why do you still need me?
We don't. We need you away from your kid.
We don't trust you, even if she does.
Mate, look I've seen what Ravn does to people.
There's no way I'm gonna try nothing.
No?
- You sold out your own daughter. - That's not fucking true.
I never meant for her to get involved in this.
Either way, we got her.
And it makes sense to keep her thinking
you're trying to protect her.
- Zoran? - Sure.
You refuse to give information even when we beat you.
One of the things Huss Behreni does
is provide people with documents.
-Watch your head.
The Blind Man is the best there is,
and I'm sure his client confidentiality agreement
can be compromised with a bit of persuasion.
There's over five million kroner here.
You ever seen so much cash?
No?
It's around a third of what your mother stole from me.
"Check LT C."
I don't know. Call him.
Then take this little bitch to powder her nose.
I can do that by myself.
I like to be alone as well when I put away my money.
Hey, Huss?
Are you okay?
We've, got everything ready this end.
- You're good to go. - Yeah. All set.
We'll get her back.
It'll have to wait, Lisbeth. We've got to time this exactly.
Sylvia, you said about a minute?
Yeah. Not "about" -- exactly. One minute.
Okay.
It's very important that I talk to Sylvia
I need you to stay quiet.
Once we're done, you can talk. Okay?
Watch the timing, in case you need to stretch.
Don't forget the little pauses, okay?
Five seconds. Four...
Sylvia. The phone. Too long.
Yeah, yeah. Yeah. I know. No.
You've still got it. Perfect.
Just make sure the timing's perfect
when you call Qvist as well, right?
I will.
- And what about Ravn? - E-mail's already gone.
Okay. Call me if anything comes up.
I think Lisbeth wants to talk to you.
In private, please.
Now, Gillard, just keep your mouth shut
while I chat to the Blind Man.
Karmen. What do you want?
I'm with these two big, ugly Serbs.
There's a message on your laptop -- "Check LT C."
Mean anything?
That's odd. I'll come back.
I have to go back to the office.
I thought we had to deal to this?
Keep him on ice.
I'll be right back.
I don't need to pee.
Suit yourself.
Sit and chat while he stashes his damn money.
I don't need to pee, but I do need tampons.
What now?
She needs tampons.
-Fuck.
Thought you were going after Huss what's-his-name.
We are, but this could be urgent.
It's Drive C. My archived files.
It's an automatically generated alert.
So?
I've got mail.
If I've got an alert in place, she probably has too
to let her know I've received it.
So answer it.
Hi.
Sylvia's indisposed at the moment.
She's upset about her daughter.
Any harm comes to her, she'll be very upset.
Read the file. It's one of several hundred.
If I were you, I'd be very worried.
We'll be in touch.
Hey, you know, for such a clever guy,
you really should upgrade your security.
Shit!
Good place to set up here.
Ravn's people will have to come from here.
So we get in position first
and expect Qvist to get there even earlier.
And most likely hiding somewhere here.
Yes.
I join you just before the handover.
I imagine the police will make their move
as soon as you have Ida.
You take off this way, around the loop.
I'll deal with Qvist.
Hi, there.
I'm sorry. I was -- I was just --
No, no. It's all good. No.
Is, everything working out at -- at home with --
with your Mum?
- Yeah, I hope so. - Good.
- I was gonna say that -- - I was gonna ask --
- Sorry, you... - No, I...
-Okay. You go.
Um, I just wanted to say
that you're -- you're great behind the bar,
and everyone really seems to like having you around, so...
Yeah? I, um --
I don't have any plans going back right now, so...
Okay, cool. Well, good.
Good.
And you were gonna say...?
It's probably gonna be way too personal.
I think I can handle personal.
I was just wondering, why here?
It's a place we used to come.
We'd sit here, sometimes for ages,
and talk, laugh, just look at the view.
I mean why wouldn't you?
We sat here for so long one night,
and it was so freezing.
By the time we headed back,
Kathy was so cold she could barely walk.
I had to piggy-back her all the way to the apartment.
So you used to live over the café?
For a while, yeah. But Dad needed company.
Hey, um, I was gonna say,
if you need some distraction,
maybe we could get a bite to eat somewhere this evening.
It might stop you worrying about your mum.
Yeah, it might.
But I don't think I'm gonna be
very good company tonight, though.
Okay, that's cool. It was just a thought.
Okay, well, see you later or -- tomorrow.
Nice thought, though.
Thanks.
Okay.
Find this Behreni prick.
Break him.
Find out what they've got.
I'm trying to find him.
When I do, I'll fry his system and destroy any copies.
But he'll have hard copies as well.
His setup has to be somewhere.
Fuck!
Not my favorite shade.
Fuck you, bitch.
She wants her back intact. Remember?
Where is he? This Huss guy?
- I don't know. - I'll find him.
-The Blind Man will know.
Stop trying to track me.
I'm going to take you down, you fuck.
Sure. Just turn up tonight.
You've got the map coordinates.
10:00. Be there. With the kid.
We want to verify the files.
They'll be on a hard drive.
So?
We do this the old-fashioned way.
Jesus!
I don't want to put you out of work for good.
You're the best forger in town.
How are you going to make a decent job
of your next passport
if we go to work on your right hand as well?
Be sensible.
Hussein Behreni.
Calls himself Huss. Where is he?
"Feel free to break in.
There's nothing left to interest you."
Maybe we should just smash the place up a bit?
What do you reckon?
Just for the pleasure of breaking things?
Is that what makes you tick, David?
Is that why you started all of this?
Started?
Your ex would never have made a move on Ravn
if he hadn't had her father killed.
And that only happened because you suggested
we make a move of our own on his little operation.
It happened because Des said no.
It all comes down to the same thing, David.
He's dead. She's next.
And it's your fault.
Oi!
Sorry.
Have to, make look real.
For your kid.
Fuck.
- You all right with this? - Yeah. I am.
Best to be safe.
Nord has ways of finding things out.
So here we go.
Home sweet home. Heh.
Lisbeth, you'll be in the guest bedroom.
Huss, you're on the couch.
- Thanks, Martin. - No need for thanks.
Me and Des went back a long way.
- Yeah, but I'm sorry... - Hey, hey.
I'm happy to help.
Just in time to start the other balls rolling.
We found out where he lives. He's gone.
With my fucking files.
Even if he left a pile tied up with ribbon, it wouldn't matter.
He'll have hard copies, like you said.
We have to do what he asks. Return the kid.
I warned you about all this?
All my shit floating around in the "cloud."
Give back the fucking girl.
Then we'll crucify this bastard, Huss.
And Sylvia!
Sylvia. The phone. Too long.
You want brandy in that?
I know, I know. I'm just kidding.
I want to come with you tonight.
No. You stay here tonight, where it's safe.
We can talk about it later, then.
Let's do this.
Sylvia?
Switching to bodycam.
Hey. Hey, guys.
We can hear you. We're off.
Wewill get your daughter back.
We'll get there early in case Ravn tries to set anything up.
Or Qvist decides to bring friends.
Okay.
Look at it this way?
Desmond, he's already been taken out of the game.
And you, well, you don't give a fucking shit
about that bitch, Sylvia.
Or her cow of a mother?
But your daughter...
That's a different matter?
See, you, you play your part in this...
...and all the people you don't care about,
they stop becoming a problem!
And you, you get your daughter back alive
minus all the grief plus a chunk of cash.
The alternatives?
Well, we don't need to discuss the alternatives.
Do we?
I'm not staying.
Ida will be scared. Maybe even hurt.
- Lisbeth... - I'm coming.
I mean, what are they gonna arrest me for anyway?
Trying to get my granddaughter back?
No.
We don't chase a rabbit that gives itself up.
So either I come with you or I follow you.
Your choice.
Get your hands off me!
Oi! Look, take it easy.
Do you want me to shoot you?!
It's all right, love. It's okay.
Tell this bitch to behave!
Dad!
So I go down instead of you if it all turns to custard.
-Sounds good to me.
Look at the positives.
You still get to convince your daughter you're a good guy.
Make sure you do that.
You sure you've got this?
Open the computer. Plug in the hard drive.
It's set to automatically authenticate the files.
Yeah. I got it.
Good.
Hey. Don't fuck up.
He won't.
Sound check. Can you hear me, guys?
I have you.
You're in my ears, love.
Don't worry.
Good.
It's okay. I'll make sure it goes smoothly.
They hurt you.
Sure. Like this.
Fuck!
Eyes on the road.
Arriving now.
I canrun this, you know?
Yeah, I know.
But she's mydaughter.
And Lisbeth knows what she has to do?
She's on board.
You okay?
Yeah. I'm fine.
You were right, guys.
Cops are here.
Can't see Qvist, though.
He must be here somewhere.
Nice and easy, Huss.
Take it easy.
The files.
No.
Ida first.
The kid.
You show me yours.
Ida, lille skat.
Stay!
Ida, are you okay?
Just wait, Huss.
Give her some time.
and some space.
Tell handsome to let her step a couple of paces.
Let her go. A couple of feet.
It's okay, Ida. It's all right.
Now, Huss.
The drive.
Verification complete!
Nice and easy, Huss.
Wait for it.
Go, go, go, go, go!
Go, go, go!
Come on!
Stop! Fuck!
Stop!
Go! Come on!
Go left. Left!
Left, left, left!
Sylvia?
Sylvia.
She's fine.
That's good. Thank you, guys.
Thank you, Huss.
- Mor? - You did great too, Sylvia.
Relax now, okay?
Celebrate.
I'll put Ida on a plane soon as possible.
Then we'll organize a new passport for Lisbeth
and get her out too.
Mor?
Hej, skat. Hej.
Yeah.
Hej.
She's a brave kid.
Yeah.
But you take care of her, Huss.
She's more rattled than she lets on.
Is Lisbeth going to be okay?
I think that detective is going to have his hands full.
I still need to get into their system and pull it down.
Infect it?
Destroy everything they've got,
then rebuild and reencrypt our own database,
all our sites.
Good. He didn't lie.
Now I can...
-What?
No. No, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
Fucking Thresher!