Cold Prey

He went out to play.

And never came back.

Has he ever run away before?

-No.

Help!

No!

Stop!

COLD PREY:

One out of four Norwegians

spends Easter in the mountains.

Four searches are underway.

A total of eight people are missing.

A family of four has been reported

missing since last night.

Bad weather has hampered the

search.

Two men are missing in the

mountains.

Four skiers are feared dead...

The two 31-year-olds never returned

from their climbing expedition.

Red Cross and Norwegian People's

Aid are assisting in the search.

The two were expected back

yesterday afternoon.

in difficult conditions.

have been reported missing...

The search for the missing person

began this morning.

How long have you two been dating?

I don't know about dating.

But we are into each other.

-Into each other?

Jerk!

Another lovely day on the slopes!

The sun is out -

and skiers are pouring in,

so be prepared for long queues.

Not where we're going!

-No, that must be miserable.

To get towed up a hill,

ski down, and go for a beer.

Eirik likes to stretch the limits.

Constantly searching

for the ultimate rush.

Living life on the edge!

This will be great.

-I'm not complaining.

Wait till you're there.

You'll see.

Won't it be great, Mikal?

-Awesome.

Exactly.

Awesome.

Shut up!

Are you moving in together soon?

-Maybe.

No, we...

How about you, Morten Tobias?

Are you getting anything?

Loads! This girl here and I

have sworn to be forever true.

Honestly.

We have sex many times a day.

I have sex with my closest friend.

What's special about that mountain?

-The backside is what's special.

Ready?

-Sure. Let's go.

Up by that overhang...

Wait, dammit!

Slowpoke!

-Shut up!

What's going on, Jannicke?

-What do you mean?

Fear of commitment?

No, that isn't it.

Eirik!

You go so well together.

-I know, but...

What if we start boring

the hell out of each other?

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

You should talk!

"Into each other"?

I can't just tell him

I'm head over heels.

Are you?

-Yes.

Yes, OK?

Yes, I am!

Are you coming?

-Huh?

Are you coming?

-Yeah, yeah.

Are we there yet?

Cool!

Nice!

Holy sh*t!

-Incredible!

Morten Tobias?

What happened?

What happened?

What is it?

I think he might have

broken something.

Sh*t!

Just lie down, Morten Tobias.

I have a shirt in there.

Tear it up.

It's OK.

It's just a small fracture.

We have to pull it into place.

Hold here.

Just relax.

Lie back down.

Come here.

Put your hand under there.

Careful!

-Sorry.

Easy now.

Lift it up.

Morten Tobias, keep breathing.

This might hurt a little.

On the count of three. OK?

Ready?

Ready?

One...

Any signal?

-Nope.

Nothing.

There's no signal here.

Now what do we do?

Should I try to go back to the car?

That would take too long.

He needs shelter now.

I could try

to get down to the village.

That would take just as long.

There are some buildings down here!

Are you all right?

Sh*t!

Hold him.

I'll go check.

Jannicke, toss me a pole!

Here!

-Thanks.

Hey!

Holy sh*t!

-Sorry.

Mikal, can you give us a hand?

We need to set him down

and elevate his leg.

He can go in here.

Lay him on the table.

Careful!

We need to find a splint for his leg.

Ingunn, light a fire.

Mikal, find some alcohol.

Who made you boss?

-You have a better idea?

Try to relax.

I'll be right back.

Anyone find any painkillers?

-I forgot. Hang on.

Thanks.

-Christ!

Is this good enough?

-Super.

Hey, pills and alcohol...

...probably go great together.

Sorry.

Sh*t.

Christ!

What the hell is that?

Super glue?

It's all I could find.

But it works quite well.

Sh*t!

Breathe.

What do we do now?

-I don't know.

The car is too far away.

We'll wait until tomorrow.

Can we, with him?

-Yes. He's fine now.

You did well.

We'll stay here until tomorrow.

-Good idea.

Let's check this place out, then.

-Yes, come on!

I'll wait here.

Eirik?

Where is he going?

-Sightseeing.

An empty room...

Was there a fire here?

-Maybe someone just wanted an axe.

Hey, look at this.

Creepy.

-This is cool!

Are you looking for something, Eirik?

Yes.

This.

Hi.

-Don't do that.

Guess what?

I saw a vacant room.

Can you fire it up?

-We'll see.

We're waiting.

The last time I got drunk on liquor

was my last year at school.

In Mr. Garholm's physics class,

to be exact.

Back then my heart was broken,

not my leg.

He asked me a question

about Uranus.

And I answered, "Hell if I know,

I've never seen your anus!"

And then I threw up

into my neighbour's pencil box.

Are you serious?

-No.

You just made that up?

-Yes.

You're an idiot!

I'll go check.

What was it?

-The door had blown open.

Son of a b*tch!

Nice!

-That gave me a jump.

Son of a b*tch...

Well done, Eirik!

Let's go look around!

Don't break more than necessary!

Mikal?

Ingunn?

No way!

-It's true.

My hero!

Aren't you

going to contribute, lazybones?

Yeah, yeah.

Shut up!

Lovely music you've selected.

-Me?

I'm not the DJ.

She put this on.

Smell that?

-It smells burnt.

I think it's from over here.

Look at that!

Cool.

The fire probably started right there.

Maybe he was smoking in bed.

He woke up in a panic.

The flames had spread around the room.

He couldn't make it to the door.

The window was stuck,

so he had to break it and...

And then...

Right, the axe!

Someone chopped the door down,

and put out the fire.

Maybe.

But when did this happen?

Why haven't they repaired it?

Mikal?

Stop it.

You jerk!

I'll get you for that!

A draught.

It's good we aren't somewhere

with ski lifts and cold beer.

What happened in the car...

About moving in together.

Don't worry about that.

I just...

-I'm serious.

We'd probably just

bore the hell out of each other.

Eirik, a Snow Daiquiri.

Jannicke, darling,

Yellow Teaser or Pink Heaven?

I want Heaven.

-Yes, baby!

And we found this lovely treat.

A 35-year-old cognac.

The last dash goes to our patient.

Thank you, Mikal.

You are a splendid chap.

Mikal the Splendid!

There's nothing about a fire in here.

There's no mention of a fire

in this register.

You don't write that

in a guest register.

"Thank you for a lovely stay."

"Just a pity that my bed caught fire

and burned my eyes out."

Damn tourists!

Wait, here's something :

"Don't give up hope.

We know you'll find your boy."

Did someone disappear?

That's the last entry.

That's it.

No one has written in this since '75.

The idyllic '70s.

Is that a picture?

Let me see.

No.

-Come on. Let me see!

Give me the damn picture!

Give it to me, Eirik!

Nice catch!

Right, the idyllic '70s.

-Let me see.

Idyllic?

This boy is ugly as sin.

So are you, Mikal.

-No, he isn't!

Mind my leg!

-All right.

But he isn't ugly.

-No, Mikal is a handsome lad.

What was that ruckus you made?

We didn't make a ruckus.

-In the cellar.

We are sweet, innocent children.

-Sweet?

Christ!

Good night.

-Good night, darling.

Good night, darling.

-Good night, Mikal!

Good night, Uncle Tobias.

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