Fortitude

Something happened to Liam.

- Is he being flown out? - Much worse than that.

Dr. Allerdyce: We have equipment

which could significantly improve Liam's chances of recovery.

Ah, you were doing something you shouldn't.

Jules: You went out to be with another woman.

- Listen, Jules. - Oh, my God, you were.

She can have you. Just go.

Murder team come over from the mainland,

they'll be looking at you, Hildur, won't they?

Charlie wouldn't give you the glacier.

The Governor is responsible. Her Sheriff killed them both.

Hildur: DCI Morton is a forensic expert.

He can provide invaluable analytical skills.

Morton: This is some kind of a ritualistic murder.

What kind of a ritualistic murder

would you say involves a potato peeler?

Until we have somebody else in custody, I'm not letting him walk.

It'll create panic.

I think we can rule out the grieving widow.

Somebody! Hello! Natalie should've been there too!

Natalie Yelburton could be a victim.

Missing, lost, abducted.

Jesus Christ. I know who did it.

Jason. Pick up, Jason.

Christ's sakes, Jason, what have you done?

Markus Huseklepp.

Eugene Morton.

So what do you make of Fortitude?

What do I make?

It's a very fine community

with a lot of very nice people.

Oh.

This is my girlfriend, Shirley.

Hello. Hi. Gene.

Markus wants to speak with you

because you're a detective.

Oh.

Always been very interested

- in forensic science. - Uh-huh.

I actually teach science at the school here.

- You do? - Mm-hmm.

- Mm-hmm? - And chemistry, biology...

- Uh-huh. - Physics also.

Markus teaches all subjects.

I see that, yeah.

Up to primary seven level.

Uh-huh. Great.

Great.

Shall I tell you something very interesting about this place?

Sure.

You cannot die here...

or be buried here.

Those are the laws.

Because anything that is buried

never decays.

There are bodies in the cemetery

that still have plague in them.

- Plague? - Mm-hmm.

Wow.

This place...

is a forensic treasure house.

Hmm.

Woman: Whoo!

Okay, let's try it again.

That was it. But quick. Come on.

Hey, Celia.

Has something happened to Jason?

Do you know where he is?

No.

He's not here, Dan.

Snowmobile's not out there. Hi, Celia.

The girl's in the living room?

Ah, Hanna's there.

I'll talk to her while you two catch up.

Mind if I sit down?

I'm okay just now.

Well, now, I'm not.

This is about that man that was murdered?

Why do you say that?

Dan, why else would you come in here like this?

Do you know where Jason is?

He helps a scientist.

What scientist?

A researcher up at the institute.

What's his name?

Dr. Yelburton.

Natalie Yelburton.

Dr. Yelburton's a woman?

Petra: Who peels the potatoes?

Sylvie peels the potatoes.

Does she?

Could you show me the potato peeler?

It's in the dishwasher.

Would you get it?

I know that Jason tried to extort money from Professor Stoddart.

They were seen arguing in a car park.

Last night, Professor Stoddart

was murdered in his home.

Thank you.

Good job.

Celia, call me when you hear from him.

I don't believe this, Dan Anderssen.

Promise me that you'll call me the moment that you hear from him.

You know that Jason is incapable of doing anything like that.

Then I have to speak to him.

Why?

Natalie Yelburton, she's missing.

If they're together,

I have to speak to them both.

I'll save that till Jason's home.

- (door opens) - (wind blowing)

Yeah.

Miss.

Can I get the Wi-Fi password from you, please?

Sure. The code is "midnightsun,"

only one word.

Midnightsun, one word.

What... Where are you from?

Um...

Spain.

Madrid?

Close.

And what are you running away from?

Everybody here is running away from something.

I'm not.

You're not?

- Nope. - Mm-hmm.

Can I ask you is this the hotel

that Bill Pettigrew stayed in?

Who?

The fella who was eaten by a bear.

I think it is.

Think so?

Did you know him?

Just served him coffee like I served you.

Yeah?

I know what you did to me.

The way you told me what happened to Charlie.

I never dreamt anyone would do what you did to me.

And now I know you had nothing to do

with the death of your husband.

You owe me.

I would like the keys to your husband's office

and your formal permission to enter it

and search it.

Say it.

I'm giving you permission

to go into my husband's office.

And permission to search.

And permission to search.

Thank you.

Put this on.

What?

You're coming with me.

Turn around.

Put your hands behind your back.

Where are you taking me?

But how could he have frostbite?

Are they sure he has frostbite?

Yes, they're sure.

But how could he?

He went outside.

Liam was sick, and he went outside.

Why?

Why would he do that?

Maybe he called out. There was no one at home.

Who knows what he wanted or what he needed?

But his mother wasn't there.

I should have been there, but I was with you.

Um...

satellite telemetry...

herd movements, tagged individuals,

stillbirths and miscarriages.

These are all this season.

Give me the most recent date and location.

Last radio-tagged individual was...

this morning.

Who took the photograph?

Horrific. "N.Y."

Natalie Yelburton.

The photograph's geotagged?

These are institute research cabins?

I think so.

D8 and D11.

D11's bigger. It'll sleep two people.

D11 is closer.

Read out the coordinates for D11.

GPS 8-0-5-0-6-2.

Why do you think she's not alone?

Turn around. Put your hands behind your back.

Really?

Who's she with?

Is he a flight risk

or a danger to society?