Previously on A Murder at the End of the World...
I hacked the doorbell cameras.
Do you think I don't know that?
It's a conference of hackers.
[Ziba] It's no secret that I came to Iceland
for Bill Farrah.
[Marta] She found a silver pin in the back seat.
[Darby] Probably belonged
to his previous victim.
[Andy] Did you know that Bill was around
when Lee was in Florida?
[Darby] Were you having an affair?
[Lee] No. We hooked up once.
[Darby] So who here knew Bill?
Rohan, I think?
[Ray] There is no available information about Rohan Ravjit
after 2006.
And the vessel Last Chance has no entries
-in maritime databases since 2006. -Careful, girl.
[Darby] They're covering something up here.
[Tomas] Whatever happens here
is so secretive.
They want staff who don't talk.
[Andy] You grew up on crime scenes,
and you think this is one, too.
-It's not. -[Sian] Don't bite the hand
that might feed you.
[Rohan] We had a plan,
but Bill uncovered a secret.
I think I know what he uncovered.
[clattering over phone]
-[Darby] Rohan? -[woman crying]
[Sian] No pulse.
He's dead.
[Andy] Todd.
Get everyone underground.
[Zoomer crying]
[Lee shushing]
[Lee] It's all right. It's all right.
[whispers indistinctly]
We're just going downstairs. It's gonna be all right.
[Marius] Everyone, this way.
-[Lee] We're going to a safe place, okay? -[Marius] Please come.
Here we go, buddy. Come on, come on.
[indistinct whispering]
-I'll be back. -[David] Wait, wait. Wait.
-What's the plan here? -Todd is going to assess the situation,
he will be back, and there will be a plan.
[Lee] It's my fault.
-I invited him. -[exhales] Don't say that.
[Ziba] Just take a deep breath.
Has someone come here to kill us all one by one?
-We don't even know what happened to Rohan yet. -[Lu Mei] She's right.
He stumbled into the bar, clutching his chest.
It looked like heart attack.
[David] Oh, really?
Then why are we six stories underground
in a concrete room if the man had a heart attack?
I want to know what Darby thinks.
I think it was a heart attack.
Well, no, I-I think it was...
heart failure.
Rohan told me that he had a pacemaker.
Um, the surgery, I think, was a few years ago.
And any pacemaker made after 2011 has a wireless interface.
So Rohan had an attack surface.
[Ziba] Uh, sorry, I don't get it.
Well, Marius was also looking for Rohan.
He wanted to tell him
that he had an urgent phone call from Heartfront.
They make pacemakers?
They manufacture pacemakers.
So my guess is that they were calling to warn him
that his pacemaker had been hacked.
[Martin] Is that even possible?
-[both] Yeah. -[Ziba] Then we can trace it back
-to an I.P. address, right? -[Lee] It's not that simple.
Uh, you need specialized RF hardware
or you would need to modify a pacemaker
home monitoring system.
[Lu Mei] Yes, my father had one of those at home.
Hospitals have them.
But I doubt Rohan would have brought his.
[Lee] Eva?
We don't have one of those, do we?
In the medical suite?
We do.
Normally, I keep it in a cabinet.
But today, when I came into the suite,
someone had taken it out,
plugged it in and turned it on.
[knocking]
[door beeps, opens]
Well?
Police can't get here with the storm closing in.
It's gonna be at least 48 hours. Probably 72.
That's okay.
We're prepared to be snowed in. These things happen here.
-And the cause of death? -House EMT confirmed
most likely a heart attack.
Marius, have you spoken to Heartfront?
-Really? -[Martin] Come on.
[David] Why can't we just leave right now?
There's been an avalanche at the pass
where the storm's already hit.
What about your, uh, security detail
-in Siglufjördur? -[Lu Mei] What can they do for us
if the roads and sky are impassable?
Where the fuck is Andy?
Trying to sort this all out. From a secure location.
Andy's not the only valuable person here.
You can't just keep us trapped in this goddamn room.
[Todd] Of course not. We are going to ensure
-everybody's safety. -[Oliver] Oh, you've done an amazing job
-of that so far. -[chuckles]
[David] Oh, I get it.
You think you're keeping him safe from us.
What are you, what are you doing with Rohan's body?
I suppose we should move it into the walk-in refrigerator.
[Darby] No. No, no, please don't do that.
If you do that, you'd be destroying
valuable trace evidence.
I mean, if no one's gonna look at it
for the next 72 hours, you've-you've got to let me.
I can take notes, I'll pass them along to the coroner.
-You fucking millennials. -David.
[Martin] She's not even a millennial, you asshole.
I'm a millennial. She's a--
Whatever. Children of the fucking Internet.
No one's examining any bodies until Interpol arrives.
It's not Lord of the goddamn Flies.
-Everything's okay. -[Lu Mei] It would be a clever plot, wouldn't it?
To lure some of your greatest competition
and sharpest critics into a remote location
and then dispatch of them one by one in a superstorm?
[Martin] The billionaire's largess
-as a Venus flytrap. -[Ziba] I need my cell phone back.
[David] You know what we need right now, we need
-the fucking satellite phone, okay? -[overlapping chatter]
We are not prisoners here. You cannot keep us here. Now.
[overlapping chatter continues]
[Todd] Listen up. Security has finished the sweep.
We've been cleared to go back upstairs,
but you are all going into lockdown in your rooms.
Meals will be brought to you.
As we know more about when help will arrive
and when we can depart, we will let you know.
We will get through this, okay?
-Together. -[chuckles]
Sorry, but how can we do anything together?
We don't know who did this,
we don't know why and we don't know if they are done.
[Todd] It's how Andy wants it.
[door beeps, opens]
[wind whistling]
[Sian] Someone will be patrolling, right?
[Todd] All night.
After we finish dropping off guests.
Good night.
And sorry, Sian, I'm gonna need your laptop,
iPad, any electronics you got.
You're kidding.
Thanks.
[door chimes]
♪ ♪
I don't have my Ring.
Oh, yeah.
[door chimes]
Your electronics.
Internet's shut down till after the storm anyway.
[drops bag]
♪ ♪
[gasps]
-Can I come in a sec? -Are you vi or Emacs?
What?
It's a, it's a hacker thing.
If you don't have a visceral reaction,
then you're not a hacker.
So, you're not the killer. Yeah, come in.
I'm sorry, what's vmacs?
Emacs, uh, it's, uh, it's a text editor.
So, if you wrote code for computers,
then you were either die-hard vi or Emacs.
It was like a holy war between the two.
Anyway, what do you want?
I owe you an apology.
You felt something was wrong, off, when Bill died.
In my gut, I felt you were right,
I really did, but I overrode it.
Because you're... you're very young.
[laughs softly] And a girl, you mean.
And a girl.
Mm.
I'm sorry, Darby.
I really am.
If I had stood by you when you said Bill's death was foul play,
we might not be in this situation.
But I'm here now.
If you want to see Rohan's body, I can help you.
How can you help me?
I spent a lot of time with Andy when he was building this place.
I know how it works. How its security functions.
What about Todd?
Fuck Todd.
What about Andy?
He should have listened to you, too.
Blind the cameras as you go by.
[man] I'll check the dining room and the rest of level two.
-You check level one. -Let's go.
[man 2] Copy that.
♪ ♪
[man] I'll check the baking area.
-You go to the lobby. -[chatter over radio]
[door opens, closes]
♪ ♪
[lights buzzing]
[Darby] Who did this to you, Rohan?
See?
That's it.
Incision in the deltopectoral groove.
He was chipped.
How does the hack work?
Well, the hacker uploads software updates to the cloud
and the pacemaker downloads a pattern
of fatal shocks to the heart.
Jesus Christ.
Yeah, it's dark.
It's a signaling device.
Rohan told me that him and Bill had a plan,
and I don't know what it was, but...
but one night I followed Rohan out of the hotel,
through this canyon to a bluff.
He started signaling into the dark.
And someone signaled back.
What the fuck?
I-I think there's something going on here that...
...that we don't fully understand.
So we find who's at the other end of the light.
-In this blizzard? -I've walked on the dark side
of the Moon in minus 175 degrees Celsius.
I can handle a fucking snowstorm.
♪ ♪
[soft beeping]
Perfect.
[Darby] What are they?
Climate suits for new Earth extremes.
They're kind of like space suits,
only Andy had them designed
in case of radiation or biochemical poisoning.
[news reporter] ...of Iceland is heading west. This storm...
For the end of the world, basically.
...two to four inches of snow per hour overnight tonight.
The superstorm hit Reykjavík already.
We have about three hours.
-We have to move fast. -[news reporter 2] Plunging temperatures
have brought significant travel disruption across Europe,
-with dozens of flights... -Along that river, there,
that's where Rohan came through the canyon
to that bluff there, signaling southeast.
If we leave now we can make it there and back
-before the winds hit. -This Arctic snowstorm is...
And if we find who Rohan was signaling to,
maybe we can figure out what he and Bill were planning.
[news reporter] Some countries, like France and Germany,
are dealing with crippling snowstorms and blizzards.
Rescuers are warning visitors to simply stay away.
I can go alone, tell you what I find.
I'd rather not wait in my room for someone
to come inject me with morphine in my sleep.
Good.
[engine revving]
♪ ♪
[engine stops]
-[helmet beeps] -[grunts]
[air hisses]
This is it.
So, everyone's a suspect?
Like Andy said, it's basically a conference of hackers.
It's around here.
[Sian] But Bill was injected with morphine.
That's not a hack.
No, but whoever murdered Bill
knew how to break the hotel's security protocol
and delete themselves from the footage.
And that is a hack. [chuckles]
[Sian] Well, Lu Mei has the strongest motive,
because Bill's Artificial Insanity
was a takedown of smart cities.
Why was Lu Mei even invited?
I thought her work was a direct rival of Andy's.
Andy sees his work as peerless.
I get a bad feeling from David.
If David was going to kill someone, it would be Lee.
Why?
Because she stole Andy's focus from David.
The moment Lee got pregnant,
all Andy cared about was starting his family.
Zoomer is his life.
[Darby] Here.
Rohan did it here.
SOS?
Yeah.
Morse code's pretty old-fashioned.
Yeah, some dads read their kids bedtime stories,
mine taught me military code.
That's funny. My dad taught me Morse, too.
He was an astronomer. Fought in the Gulf war.
Where is he now?
He gassed himself to death in the garage when I was 13.
God. That fucking sucks.
Yeah. It really did.
People talk a lot about how terrible it is
to be a woman in this world, and it is terrible.
I don't have to tell you that.
You're picking up their bones.
But the other half's got it bad, too.
Hard to be made into a killer
when all you wanted to do was look up at the stars.
I think we have to go there.
[Darby] I think Bill uncovered something his first night here.
A secret. I think that's why he was late to dinner.
Why he was acting so strange,
why he asked me to come to his room.
He really needed to talk.
[Sian] So what do you think the secret is?
[Darby] I don't know.
But it must be connected to whatever plan they have.
To Rohan's signal.
[wind gusting]
[low rumble]
♪ ♪
[beeping, air hisses]
[Darby] There's nothing out here.
[Sian] Ropes going into the water.
[Darby] Last Chance.
That's the name of Rohan's boat.
[thunder rumbling]
-It's a zodiac. -What's a zodiac?
An inflatable boat you take to reach a ship
too big to come to shore.
Probably in a hurry to head south before the storm.
Rohan didn't check in last night.
And the boat is off the grid.
We have to go.
Come on. Let's go.
[Darby] Rohan signaled "One down, still a go."
[Sian] It sounds to me like they lost a man. Bill.
The plan was to carry on.
Yeah, but carry on with what?
[Sian] I don't know.
♪ ♪
[engine stalling]
[Sian] Oh, shit.
-[Darby] What? -[ignition clicking]
What?
[Sian] It's the engine.
-Fuck. -[Darby] The engine?
[ignition clicking]
It's a clogged pilot jet.
Huh?
Listen to me, we're gonna be okay in these suits, okay?
-We're not far. -Yeah.
Look at me. But we need to walk.
-[Darby] Walk? -Yes.
[Sian] Come on. Let's go. Come on.
Stay close.
♪ ♪
[both breathing heavily]
[Darby] Wait. Is that...
The guard shack.
Is that what I think it is?
[beeps, air hisses]
[exhales]
[beeps, air hisses]
[both panting]
All right.
All we need now is a key.
[Sian exhales]
[Sian] An OBD terminal.
[engine starts]
[Sian exhales]
-A hack? -[laughs softly]
I do know my way around vehicle command.
Okay.
[oldies play over radio]
[engine revs]
[tires screeching]
[music continues faintly]
[music fades]
[tires skidding]
That's a lot of black ice.
-Sure we shouldn't walk? -No.
Not in this storm.
So, you think what Bill uncovered is connected to Andy?
I don't know.
I just think it's weird.
I mean, why wasn't Andy in the safe room?
He's humiliated.
He hates losing control.
[scoffs]
But I mean, why is there even a safe room?
These climate suits?
What is this place, really?
Andy has run a lot of climate projections.
He thinks the extremes slated for 2050 are coming sooner.
A lot sooner.
He wants to be prepared for that.
Why hasn't he released that information to the public?
People listen to him.
If you're on a plane that is about to crash,
should one of the pilots really tell you
how many minutes until impact?
Especially if there's nothing you can do?
Hundreds of millions of people are going to die.
-Millions are dying already... -I think there are things you can do.
You can eat less meat, you can stop driving a car.
All good, yes.
But it has to be so much bigger, so much faster than that.
There's too much money in coal, oil, industrial agriculture.
No one is gonna leave that on the table.
And they all think technology is going to save them.
Well, what does the King of Tech think?
It will not... save all of them.
I'll tell you this, but you cannot repeat it,
if we get out of here alive.
Ronson Industries' coffers are dry.
The funding for his space program
has been completely drained.
Andy made me the face of an empty PR campaign.
I don't think he's sending anyone to space.
I think he's been draining the funds for something else.
Probably this place, but he won't say why.
And neither will we.
I wish I'd gone to Bill's room that night.
He would've told me everything.
-[tires skidding] -Shit.
No...
[tires screech]
[wind gusting]
♪ ♪
Ow.
I guess today we'll find out if this is Carmen Perez's pin.
[Darby] We're meeting Sue at the morgue at 11:00.
Take me to coffee?
[Sue] These are the two I was telling you about.
Came up yesterday,
so thanks for coming, pulling this together for us.
Sue says you have dental records?
[Darby] Uh, yeah. Here.
[clears throat]
-This is your girl. -[Sue exclaims]
I'm sorry. I'm just thinking about her family.
Their daughter finally going home.
[Sam] You never give up, Sue.
No, it's not just me.
There's a bunch of us on the Internet.
We're all connected. These two found a tiny
silver pin from a survivor.
And it belongs to Carmen Perez.
Anyway.
-Owe you, Sam. -[Sam] You owe me nothing.
You want to do my job for free, I'm just gonna say thank you.
[Darby] Do you know if they found
anything with the body?
Uh, yeah, there's an evidence bag over there.
Hair, clothing remains.
[Bill] Darby.
Oh, dear God in heaven.
They've found silver.
"E. Bell"?
[Sue] Okay, so I'm gonna upload those photos
of that engagement ring
as soon as I pick up my daughter from karate.
I'm so impressed by you two getting out
from behind the computer and pursuing this trail.
It's momentous that we found Carmen Perez today.
[sneezing]
Oh, bless you. You have a cold?
No, I have, uh, ACHOO Syndrome.
Autosomal Dominant Compelling Helioopthalmic Outburst.
I sneeze in transitions from dark to bright light.
-You're pulling my leg, Bill. -No, I'm not, I'm serious.
It's genetic. My father has it, too.
Aww.
Here. Take these, then, sweetheart.
-Oh, thanks, Sue. -I'll call y'all tomorrow.
All right, yep. Sounds good.
Goodbye, little quiet girl.
-Mm. [chuckles] -Bye.
-Take care, Sue. Bye. -Bye, Sue.
You know, we could ask her.
No, Darby.
She'd definitely let us crash on her couch.
[sighs] Her family does not like
that she stays up late investigating dead people.
There's no way... They don't want us staying there.
Well, fuck sleeping in this thing for another night.
You haven't even heard my idea.
What's your idea?
Do you trust me?
Not at all.
[engine starts]
[brakes squeaking]
[engine stops]
♪ ♪
[laughter]
[Bill] Can I help you with that?
Thank you.
♪ ♪
Okay, follow my lead.
[laughs]
What?
Bill? What-what are you...
What are you... what... Bill?
-[shouts] -[laughs]
["Silenzio" by Le Couleur playing]
[laughs] What the hell?
♪ ♪
-[door opens] -[mutters]
Okay.
Hey, man.
-Um... -Hold on.
Sorry, uh, we left the key in the room.
Uh, 115.
[keyboard clicking]
Name?
Uh, Miller?
[beeps, clicks]
-There you are, son. -Thanks. Thanks, man. Let's go.
-[Darby] Mm. Mm. -[Bill] Mm.
[Darby chuckles]
-[Bill] Hey, do you want kids? -[laughs] What?
[Bill] Just, like, generally speaking, do you want kids?
-Generally speaking, I have... -In the future?
-...literally never thought about it. -No?
-Probably not. -Okay.
-You? -Oh, yeah.
[Bill] Like, seven of them, at least.
-[Darby] Seven at least? -Yeah, why not?
[Bill] In middle school, my mom used to see
this psychic called Faye Winter.
[Darby] [laughs] No, her name was not "Faye Winter."
[Bill] [laughs] I swear to God.
But she told my mom, she said, uh,
she said I'm only gonna have one kid...
-[Darby] Yeah. -...and it's gonna be with someone
I slept with only one time.
-You believe that shit? -No, of course not.
That's why I'm having seven kids.
-[chuckles] -This is us.
[both laugh]
It's a little room.
-Whoa. -Oh, yeah.
-[laughs] Yeah. This is great.
-[bed creaks] -[sighs]
-Whoo! -[wood cracks]
-Oh, no. Oh, shit. -[laughs] Oh, shit.
Oh, fuck. Oh.
-It's okay. -Oh, God. No, it was the Millers.
-It was the Millers. -[both laugh]
Now we're the Millers.
-[bed creaks] -God.
Oh, man.
You know, I'm not gonna say this often,
so don't get cocky, but this was pretty clever.
[sniffles]
-Yeah? -Yeah.
[whispers] It was pretty clever.
[laughs]
["How Glad I Am" by Nancy Wilson playing]
♪ My love has no beginning, my love has no end ♪
♪ No front or back and my love won't bend ♪
♪ I'm in the middle, lost... ♪
[Bill] Hey, you've got good music taste.
It's, uh, it's dated, but I'm into it.
It's my mom's. It's her iPod.
-It's her music. -Oh, really?
Yeah.
Okay. Easy.
We're celebrating, aren't we? Had a huge break today.
Yeah, we did.
You ever think about looking for her?
Your mom?
-No. -No?
We're pretty good together at solving shit.
Feel like we could find her so easily.
Why would I look for someone who left me?
Besides, she knows where I live.
Right.
I think we're nearing the end.
Of...?
This case.
I mean, look, we found all of the Jane Does with silver,
and even if there are bodies that we haven't found,
bodies not logged on NameUs, I mean...
What?
Also, maybe there aren't.
Maybe this ring belonged to his first.
Yeah, maybe.
I mean, it could lead us to him, Bill.
It could lead us straight to him.
How, though?
Well...
uh, serial killers are hard to find, right,
because their victims are strangers.
So no matter how far you trace
the victim's web of relationships, nothing connects.
No matter how many family secrets you dig up,
you get nothing.
But...
the first life that a serial killer takes,
it tends to be someone he knows.
-So he gets the taste for it. -Can we talk about something else?
Just for tonight? Uh... Is that okay?
-Yeah. Yeah, sure. Yeah. -Yeah?
It's just a lot. It's...
-Sorry. -[laughs softly]
[chuckles]
♪ ♪
[exhales]
-[Bill] You okay? -Yeah.
It was intense what we saw today.
I grew up in a morgue, Bill.
Yeah, I mean, that's intense too. You know that, right?
♪ We've got a war to fight... ♪
Yeah.
♪ Never found our way ♪
♪ Regardless ♪
♪ Of what they say ♪
♪ How can it feel ♪
♪ This wrong? ♪
♪ From this moment ♪
♪ How can it feel ♪
♪ This wrong... ♪
Wait, Darby, Darby, wait.
Wait, wait, wait.
I'm, uh... It's late.
You know? I'm gonna...
I'm gonna go to bed, I think.
♪ Never found our way ♪
♪ Regardless ♪
♪ Of what they say ♪
♪ How can it feel ♪
♪ This wrong? ♪
♪ From this moment ♪
♪ How can it feel ♪
♪ This wrong? ♪
[door opens]
[door closes]
-Bill, I'm so sorry-- -Can I just say something first?
Because I-I've been thinking about it, and, uh...
you know, we're out here in the middle of nowhere
investigating women who have been hurt by men.
And I'm a man, and that's just a lot, you know?
And last night, it didn't feel right, but...
I just want to know what you want.
Um, if you, if you know what you want.
And there's no rush to that.
I...
I want you to hold me.
Right now?
[both chuckle]
Yeah. Right now.
Do you want to kiss me?
Yeah.
[laughs softly]
♪ ♪
[laughs softly]
-I can feel your heart racing. -Don't call me out like that.
[laughs]
♪ ♪
[belt jangling, zipper opens]
♪ ♪
Yeah.
[exhales]
[exhale echoes]
[wind whistling]
♪ ♪
[Sian] [distant] We were in an accident.
The car flipped over and tumbled a few times.
-[Marius] Where's the car now? -Who gives a fuck about the car?
[Eva] Marius, can you get Andy?
You, are you hurt?
[Sian] I'm fine. Ankle may be sprained.
Listen, she was out for about 25 minutes.
Severe concussion, I think.
-[helmet beeps] -[grunts] It's jammed. Damn it.
Jesus fucking Christ.
-It's not coming off. -Todd, get me the painkiller IV.
Are you a nurse?
I'm a doctor.
[beeping]
Is that morphine?
[Sian] Todd.
Can you give me a hand here? It's not coming off.
Just press the button and it should release.
Wait. Wait, I-I don't want morphine.
It's just one milligram, for the pain.
It's all right.
-[Sian] You see it? It's not coming off. -The light's coming on.
[Eva] It's gonna be okay. Now I'm just gluing this laceration.
What the fuck were you doing?
It's not... Her-her helmet's jammed or something.
-It's not responding. -[Sian] It won't release.
[Andy] You're in manual override?
-[Sian] Of course. -What does the readout say?
[Sian] "Helmet sealed."
[Andy] How much oxygen?
Two minutes.
[keyboard clicking]
[Sian] Is this a hack?
[Andy] You need to sit down.
Conserve air.
Down.
-[grunts] -[Marius] [whispering] Sian's helmet won't come off.
It's in manual. We can't get it.
She only has three minutes of oxygen left.
[beeps]
Can we thread oxygen through the gap?
There is no gap. It's sealed for chemical attacks.
-You could hit her skull. -[Sian] I'll take my chances.
-Hold still. -[drill whirring]
-[whirring stops] -[grunts] Nothing doing.
[Sian] One minute.
Okay. Lie back.
Brace yourself.
We need to do an emergency tracheotomy.
-Have you done one before? -No.
-Only in school. -Quick.
-You're gonna put her under? -No. There's no time.
Try to relax.
[Eva] Okay. Hold that, hold that.
[Andy] Do it.
[Eva] I'm just trying to avoid hitting her vocal cords.
[Andy] Do it.
-[panting] -Come on, Eva.
[grunting]
[wheezing gasp]
[monitor beeping steadily]
[Lee] Hey.
You feel okay?
How you doing?
Where's Sian?
She's all right. She's in her room recovering.
I'm sorry I have to keep waking you. It's for the concussion.
I'm gonna let you go back to sleep.
[monitor beeping steadily]
[exhales]
[Darby] Zoomer?
[laughs softly] Get off.
How long have I been asleep?
[sneezing]
["Winter in F Minor" by Vivaldi playing]
What did you just do?
I sneezed.
It's called Autosomal Dominant
Compelling Helioopthalmic Outburst.
I sneeze from the light.
♪ ♪
[thunder rumbling]
♪ ♪
Captioned by Media Access Group at WGBH access.wgbh.org
Not one of you is going back
until I know who has betrayed me.
Did you find anything?
No.
I don't think you're telling me the truth.
Yeah? Why is that?
Where were you when Bill died?
What were you doing?
I don't have to answer that.
It's never good to keep secrets
and I've kept so many of them.
Careful, girl.
I'm being set up. This is sabotage.
It would be a clever plot
to lure some of your greatest competition
then dispatch of them one by one.
I've been focusing on trying to find the killer
when I should be trying to understand the victim.
I feel like I'd have to die for you to love me.
What's waiting for you at the top is unforgettable.