Nightwatch: Demons Are Forever (2023)

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Friday, 8:45 a.m. Start

of the interrogation of

Bent Segenius Midjord.

What the f*ck is that

hillbilly name, huh, Bent?

Are you Faroese, Bent?

You're completely screwed.

Kramer, don't mess around.

What did you do with the scalp?

Can you tell me?

He belongs to It.

You say you do

what It tells you.

But what is "It"?

It is It.

How on Earth was that sicko allowed

to leave the psychiatric unit?

Bent's medication works, so he's

been allowed out on day release.

He's one of my most

harmless patients.

Most people go to

church to sing psalms.

Not to slit the vicars throat.

Unless he's boring as hell.

I have known vicars

who deserved it.

I understand.

But Bent,

to actually do it...

- So this is your GPS?

- What is that?

A map, I think.

- Did you draw the route to the church?

- It drew it.

Is it this invisible force that

dictates to you what you must do?

I have something concrete.

That's it, she's going to show him.

You must have seen

him at the asylum.

Superintendent Wrmer.

He also likes to scalp women.

You made him angry.

It is angry?

Obviously stupid.

He is angry that a

copycat k*ller stealing his scalps.

He's mad at you, Bent.

Can you send me reinforcements?

Emma?

Do you have to tidy up today?

Emma?

- They're just standing here.

- Don't throw anything away.

- They're useless.

- Leave alone.

Leave it, I tell you.

It's Mum's stuff

Can I have your old Walkman?

I found mom's old box.

This is an insanely expensive

watch, it's just lying here.

What, can't I...?

His obituary.

Listening

I told you not to touch that.

Dad?

Am I more like you or Mum?

I guess you have the best of us

both.

Let's say 95% mom and 5% me.

You do know that suicide

is hereditary, right?

It was in the 5%

that mom didn't pass on to you.

Dad? Dad!

Have you ever thought about getting married again?

Far out...

Hi darling

Night of terror for a young couple

A night watchman and his

fiance narrowly escape death

Saved by a friend

Psychopath Wrmer shot dead!

Horror night at the morgue

Many of you naively believe

that you are in medicine

because you love people.

Soon you will realize

how painful the patients are.

Fortunately, some never complain.

Male, 52 years old,

wealthy, healthy, good genes.

From a wealthy neighbourhood, books,

red wine.

No symptoms and yet...

Snap!

Like what,

it is always the good

Lord who has the last word.

Is it that funny?

It was just a bad joke. Sorry.

Take advantage, you have an audience!

Nope

- No, sorry.

- No, Frederik. Please speak up.

Stand up. Let's hear it.

Come on, Frederik.

So?

I used to tell this old joke about

about a doctor teaching students about post-mortem.

students, There are

two things to remember.

"First of all : Theres nothing

disgusting about a corpse.

So the doctor sticks his finger

up the body's arse and sucks it.

Then he asks his

students to do the same.

The students perform,

and they all puke.

So the doctor says: "That was the first

point.

The second point is to focus."

"Because I stuck this finger up

the arse, but I sucked this one."

You're disgusting...

- That's it that's all.

- Come down here. Come on, Frederik.

Come here.

Come closer.

And were you paying attention?

- You want me to suck your finger?

- "Courage, courage, Frederik.

"... raises the blood of

life to crimson splendour."

Do it, Frederik!

- Come on!

- Do it!

Notes of gooseberry

and a bit of liquorice.

Which finger was it?

You can sit down again.

What was it?

Let's continue.

- Excuse me, do you have a moment?

Yes.

The Institute of Forensic Medicine is looking for a night watch.

I believe the advert said "Ward Clerk."

Yes.

But it's a student job, right?

It's very lonely.

It's okay with me.

Am I an old boomer if I say men

are better suited for the job?

Now I really feel offended.

Alone at night in a dark building

with a lot of dead people.

Your imagination can run wild.

I lack money and imagination.

Alright.

I'll let them know to expect you.

Then you can try it out.

Thanks

The finger?

Which one was it?

Neither, obviously.

You don't desecrate a body.

Good evening.

How did you get in?

The door was open.

- No.

- Yes ...

- No.

It was.

No.

Who are you?

Emma, the new night watchman.

I was told to be here at 8 pm.

Right... Then we'd

better do the rounds.

Always carry this.

They turn everything off

at 11 pm. to save money.

You don't want to be lost

in the dark without it.

Come on. We'll take

the lift down to Hell.

Sometimes they come up from below.

It triggers this red light.

Yes, the stink starts here.

But you will rarely come here.

I'm showing you, just for fun.

Over there, it's a butcher's shop.

Don't go down there, unless

you want a heart attack.

I'll show you the autopsy room.

Sometimes there are leftovers.

Wasn't there...

Do you feel it?

- What?

- The atmosphere.

An evil atmosphere?

Like in Chernobyl.

You have to get out before

you rot from the inside.

Wasn't there a story about a

psycho and a night watch years ago?

A night watchman and his fiance?

Where did you hear that?

Eh?

I read some newspaper articles.

Something about some

psycho superintendent.

I guess, you could call him that.

He scalped his victims

and f*cked them afterwards.

- You mean he...?

- They didn't write about that, of course.

f*cked, sick,

crazy, pervert sh*t.

What about the night watch?

The idiot brought his girlfriend.

The psycho gagged them.

That door leads to

the old autopsy room.

That's where it all went

down. It's no longer in use.

The former night watch

claimed it was haunted here.

If you go all the way, you

can hear the girl scream.

But... he too, was

sick in the head.

It was a friend who k*lled

the superintendent, right?

k*lled him?

He shot him down.

What makes you think Wrmer's dead?

He fell into a coma.

I thought he was dead.

He's tough.

Where is he, then?

He's locked away somewhere.

Where?

- St. Hans Psychiatric Hospital, isn't that

where they leave them to rot?

Use this to access the building.

Thank you.

Ciao!

What's that?

What?

What's that?

Headphones.

Do you plan on using those in here?

- Yes...

- You won't be able to hear.

Hear what?

If anything happens.

Are you serious? A nanny for corpses?

You will stink of death, you know?

Undertakers wash with lemons

to get the stench out.

Like when you work

at McDonald's.

Lots of undertakers start

their career at McDonald's.

Are you sure about the smell?

That's what they say.

- "They"?

- Yes.

The Institute's leaders.

The voice of truth!

They say it will rain.

That a new ice age is coming.

They say the poles are melting.

How can the poles melt,

when an ice age is coming?

You think too much.

Because I have a brain tumour.

Oh my god, that's right!

Your left eye is drooping.

sh*t!

- It's really drooping.

- What?

You should get that checked out.

- Don't lie to me.

- I swear.

- Piss off!

- Yeah.

Then I'd jump in front of a train.

Would you feel sorry for me?

What if I was cut in half

and was multi-handicapped?

- That would look funny.

- Hilarious.

I'd be in a Stephen Hawking

wheelchair and talk using my finger.

I would cut your finger off.

Then I would sew it back on.

You're so weird, Sofus.

Why are you in love with me?

I never said I was.

You have strange taste.

That makes two of us.

- What if I'm not even a woman?

- I believe you are.

I don't have genitals.

Everyone has them.

What if my naked body is Google Maps,

and my c**t is a fishing village?

The cow!

Are we going somewhere else?

There are too many people here.

I have to get home to my dad.

You should never disappoint your parents,

You'll just feel really bad when they die.

You do. My parents

email me every week:

"Dear Maria. When we die,

you'll regret not loving us."

You don't love them?

They're ceramic artists in the boonies.

Dad?

Dad?

I thought you were cooking dinner.

It's in the oven.

You didn't turn it on.

Yes it is. Damn it!

No.

sh*t!

Busy day?

Yes.

I went to mom's grave.

Then my old colleague Sten

called. They don't understand anything...

They want me to join the board

of directors.

I'm not going to...

You die in that hamster wheel.

Did I ever tell you about

Jacob, my fellow law student?

- He died ...

Thrice!

You told me a million times.

Such a nice feeling.

Board of directors? How

may pills have you...?

Every time they used the defibrillator

on him, he was so disappointed.

Hello?

I am here.

They should invent a heart stopper.

It would be more

practical than throwing

yourself under a train

and obstructing traffic.

Do you hear me? How many

pills have you taken?

Pills? Why are you

talking about pills?

Why do we never talk?

We do talk.

- We never talk.

- But if!

What do you want to talk about?

We can talk about why you get

home late when I've been cooking.

f*ck, you didn't

even turn on the oven!

Do I have the gene?

No, Emma.

You're healthy. Of course,

you don't have the gene.

I won't be here some evenings.

I see.

I'm working nights.

To do what?

I need money.

I have money. Or I can get some.

We don't have a dime.

You're not even on benefits!

Working nights gives you cancer.

It's a proven fact.

What's the job?

Your old job.

It's your old job. Night

watch at The Forensics.

Is there anything we

need to talk about?

I didn't think so.

Martin!

Martin!

Help!

Martin!

Martin!

Help!

What do you want?

Sex or croissants?

Can I have both?

Wait a minute.

What is it?

Do you consent?

What the hell do you mean?

It's only our second time.

Of-f*cking-course I consent!

You idiot!

Your timing was amazing.

I get so f*cking horny

when I'm hungover.

I once stuck my d*ck in a

vacuum cleaner and turned it on.

You're sick, Frederik.

No. You don't get it,

you don't have a p*nis.

It's like that.

I opened it and there

you were, all horny

Of course, I feel I was

born under a lucky star.

Were you a wanted child?

Yes.

Yes. Nothing accidental has

ever happened in my family.

I was an accident.

No. What are you talking about?

My mum was always

wonderfully honest when she was drunk.

Did she drink a lot?

She suffered from paranoia.

She said there was

always someone after her.

Its going to

come and k*ll us.

"Emma, get out of here! It's coming."

I had no idea what she was talking about.

But I think

that "It" is Wrmer.

The guy from the newspaper

clippings I told you about.

To escape, she hanged herself.

Did your mother hang herself?

I'm the one who found it.

It's terribly sad.

I want to meet him.

Who?

"It".

The one who wanted to k*ll my parents.

He is in Saint Hans.

Emma...

What the hell do you expect to get from that?

My dad won't talk to

me. Maybe that guy will.

It would help him to meet him.

Let the victim meet the assailant.

The father and daughter face the k*ller.

Great family outing!

- I'll go alone and film him.

- Film him?

- Do you want to film it?

- Yes.

Do you hear what you're saying?

Will you help me?

No.

ST. HANS PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL

So the only reason you're here is to use

me

for your disgusting little role play?

Yes.

So I'm your prost*tute sl*ve girl?

If you do, we'll f*ck again.

Doctor Ravnfeldt.

Ravnfeldt?

This is chief surgeon

Berthelsen from Clinical Pathology.

How are you?

I'm calling on behalf

of one of my senior students.

- Simone... Smith.

- Simone Smith.

She's one of my best students.

She's doing a PhD in forensic psychiatry.

She came across

this case from 1999...

No, from 1994, sorry.

- regarding serial k*ller and former

detective superintendent Peter Wrmer.

I understand that it's not possible

to arrange a meeting with Wrmer...

Psychopath Wrmer shot dead!

Good morning.

I have an appointment.

Simone.

Simone Smith.

This is open unit.

They're sent home at the weekends.

Down here, we have the severe

cases.

They won't ever get out.

Wrmer has a section all to himself.

He hasn't been out in 30 years.

Why isn't Wrmer placed with the loonies?

He is harmless. Why the interest?

It's a crazy and interesting case.

Yeah.

There's no light in there.

He can't stand the light.

Then what does he do?

He sits.

He's blind

Do you hear that?

He listens to a Danish pop song.

Same songs, over and over.

It runs on a loop, 24-7.

That's crazy.

Will you wait out here?

Wait? He's not dangerous.

He's allowed out in the hallway, but he

hasn't gone out in my six years here.

A call button, if anything happens

"If anything happens?"

Yes.

You just told me he's not dangerous.

So why would I need it?

Just in case...

Are you sure you want this?

If you're worried about him, you

might as well be afraid of a baked potato.

Don't turn on the lights. He'll scream.

I thought you said he's blind?

Yes, but he feels the light.

It hurts him.

Yes, I'll be right there.

My name is Emma.

Do you remember my dad, Martin?

And my mother?

Kalinka.

You tried to k*ll them.

Since that day, you have

been a trauma in their lives.

My mum k*lled herself to escape you.

Dear Dad...

This is Wrmer.

I located him in order

to know everything.

the monster that haunts us,

you and me.

But only these sad

remains are left.

A withered, blind man.

Look, how scary!

Is he worth all the suffering?

This sad excuse for a human being.

It ends now.

It ends now, Dad!

f*ck you! You swine!

Disguting pig!

Disguting pig!

What the f*ck...?

Hello!

Open the f*cking door!

Open it!!

- What's going on?

- Why didn't you come?

The door's not locked.

It's not true!

Here it is!

- What is going on?

- Sorry, I

What the hell is going on here?

You come with me.

- What's your name?

- Emma.

The nurse called Dr. Berthelsen.

We could have you

arrested. What are you doing?

I was curious.

So you were curious?

Yes.

You're lying.

I'm calling the police.

Wrmer wanted to k*ll my parents.

Emma...

Damn it, Emma.

Is that why you're here?

So you're the daughter of

the night watch who...?

I heard they moved far away.

They never left.

They just went into hiding.

- And you lied your way in here to...?

- I wanted to

get some answers

And show my father that

he no longer had to be afraid.

Your father?

My mother is

She hanged herself.

That's how she escaped.

From Wrmer?

Where?

At our summerhouse.

You found her?

My father made a mausoleum of it.

He goes there three times a week and

and talks to her... I think.

Emma...

You can't just come in and record a

sick individual.

What were you thinking?

Cognitive therapy is a

complicated course of treatment.

If you crash a person's

deepest trauma -

it can be disastrous,

for Wrmer and for your father.

f*ck Wrmer.

You can make it worse.

Have you thought

about the consequences?

- My father needs to move on.

- But if roles were reversed...

How do you think Wrmer's son feels

about you recording

the dad he lost?

After two yuppie

vigilantes shot him.

Yuppies?

- Your father and his friend.

- Two upper class law students.

Stop.

I'm just telling you

how he probably sees it.

Everyone interprets things differently.

So Wrmer has a son?

Yes.

I know you want

to help your father.

But Wrmer's family

was also destroyed.

And alas, the children

of the executioners will

imitate their parents, like

the children of the victims.

Exactly.

I don't want my parents' trauma.

Yet you came for your father.

You are your father.

What did you say to him?

I smeared him.

Smeared him?

Then...

Then what?

I spat in his face.

This is what we're going to do.

Give my card to your father.

It's not too late for crisis therapy.

Will you do that?

Your father is part of

Wrmer story, so I guess he's part of my assignment.

Thank you.

Where is the one who shot Wrmer?

- Jens?

- Yes.

Have you met him?

Actually... he's my godfather.

He left my godmother,

Lotte, and moved to Thailand.

What does she do?

She is a Vicar.

Send me your details

and tell your dad to call me.

Otherwise I will. All right?

Now get lost.

He hates me now.

Did you show him the recording?

Not yet.

Where are you in all this?

What do you mean?

Well... I just think you

should consider yourself.

Chill some more. Love some more.

Have more sex. Sex is good for everything.

Do you find it disgusting?

No way. I am pregnant,

It's my morning sickness.

You're joking, right?

You're not pregnant,

are you? With whom?

A lot more sex. With me. A lot more.

Not just a bit, but a lot.

... he said whilst severing the brachial

artery. The patient's bleeding out.

sh*t.

Do you want a tip?

Yes.

Think about your favorite food.

Right... Yes. Favorite food.

Idris Elba,

Tom Holland's buttocks.

It's not working.

I'm thinking: Christmas duck roast.

- Oh?

- A firm grip around

the thigh and twist...

With gravy and stuffing.

What?

What is this?

Will you be my girlfriend?

Wow.

Wow, is that for me?

You didn't have to.

- This is from my Kinder collection.

- Serious?

All real men have a Kinder

Surprise collection.

No one ever gave me a ring before.

Exactly.

Come on. I'm totally your type.

Focus on this before you

cut another major artery.

Sorry...

Do you know where Emma is?

Emma?

THANKS.

You don't worry about me.

The other was in the upper part.

I don't know if...

Dad?

What are you doing here?

- I got the money.

- OK.

- You don't have to work at night anymore.

- Let's talk at home.

I sold mom's watch.

If we need more money, we'll just sell the car.

Go away.

You should focus

on your studies.

You need to leave, Dad.

What you do

What are you doing?

- What is that?

- Leave.

What the hell? Yuk!

Dad

We are little...

Let's take five.

I imagine these kids at the

funfair, with their ice cream cones...

And you cut off the arms of

these children who have grown up.

You need to leave!

You are young, but not immortal!

f*ck, just leave!

Go away, dad. Please.

I just want to help you.

- Please

- I am leaving.

- Take the money.

- I do not want it.

- Yes, take it.

- Stopped.

Leave, Dad!

You look like your

mum when you cry.

I have something to tell you.

I saw Wrmer.

I met him.

No...

You need to see this.

Dear Dad.

This is Wrmer.

I located him in order to know everything.

From this monster who has always haunted you and me.

But only these sad remains are left.

A withered, blind man.

Look, how scary! Is he worth all the suffering?

Is he worth all the suffering?

This sad excuse for a human being.

Is he worth all the suffering?

It ends now, Dad!

I met a psychiatrist.

She would like to talk to you.

Call her, please.

Do it.

Do you know what you've done?

Now he knows you exist.

Did you know that Scandinavians'

hair was thicker than types of hair?

But straight hair

tends to get greasy.

And it looks thin and dull.

The reason is that the

scalp's natural sebum...

... meets no resistance.

So it can freely run down the hair.

The night watch's daughter...

I like her hair.

Not too dry...

nor too greasy.

I love her hair.

I would like that.

Good morning.

Where do you come from?

It said It wanted to see you.

Excuse me?

It needed to meet with It.

Who?

It.

And

who are you?

It needs to talk to it.

Did "It" say that?

So... talk to me?

And who is this It?

Does he or she have a name?

Is that their name?

How do you know Wrmer?

I was actually on my way home.

Let's talk some other time.

It doesn't like It.

What?

It doesn't like It.

Me?

Wrmer doesn't like me?

Hello, this is Martin Bork.

I'm unable to come to the phone right now.

Leave a message after the beep.

Martin, it's Lotte.

Something happened.

A very strange person

came to see me.

Oh my God!

Good evening, Emma.

Where are you going?

They need to check some details, maybe

you should join us? Being so damn curious.

So?

- Should I take off the sheet?

- No need.

Why does she look like that?

She was scalped.

Isn't that Wrmer's signature?

How do you know that?

Eh?

I know her.

What?

She's my godmother.

Do you understand why all

this seems very strange to us?

Has he escaped?

Who?

- Wrmer.

- Wrmer is blind. You know that.

We have the perpetrator.

It's a copycat.

A copycat?

A disturbed fan.

What was the name of his disease?

Nostalgia for the father.

Fatherless children are 80% more

likely to develop psychiatric problems.

Wrmer must represent

a father figure for him.

Why Lotte?

Do you live alone with your father?

- Yes.

- Did he see her?

Is the m*rder*r Wrmer's son?

Let's stop. You can't get involved.

What's up with you?

What?

Are you crazy like your dad?

He's having a tough time.

Really? How sad.

All the same, it's strange.

You went to see Wrmer

in the asylum where Bent is committed.

Shortly thereafter, he murders

your godmother who ends up here.

And now we're back with you

Where it all started.

Do you have family in Tasmania?

What?

Good morning.

Do you want some squash?

No thanks,

but help yourself.

THANKS.

Cheers!

Health.

Samir is my name.

Hi. Tanja.

Hi. Tanja.

Hello.

SO?

Won't he be transferred soon?

I hope so.

We're wasting a Friday evening on that

lunatic...

when we could be at a cafe.

Do you like c*ck?

Festive.

Hi!

Hi.

Thank you for coming.

It'll be OK?

Hold.

Put this on.

Okay, well Make yourself at home.

No problem.

It smells like it does in my fridge.

- No stress.

- Thanks.

DEPT. OF FORENSIC MEDICINE

Hi, sweetie!

I hope you're hungry.

The chicken is in the oven.

And the oven is on.

Sorry for yesterday.

I behaved like an idiot.

I saw a woman m*rder*d today.

You shouldn't work in that place..

It was Lotte.

Lotte?

Our Lotte.

My godmother.

She just called me.

What?

A few hours ago.

Did you talk to her?

No, she left a message.

But I saw her name flash. We haven't talked in ages.

I meant to call her

back. She just called.

She just called.

You have 10 new messages.

New message, received today...

Hi, Dad.

OK that's you...

Second message, received today...

Dad, why don't you answer?

It's you again.

Excuse me.

Third message.

Received today, 6:03 p.m.

Maybe it was yesterday

Martin, it's Lotte.

Something happened.

Something happened. A very

strange person came to see me.

Oh my God!

Dad, turn it off.

Turn if off!

Turn if off!, damn it!

There's no one out there.

My old friend!

Oh my God!

Who have you spoken to?

A psychiatrist and a superintendent.

It's probably her who called me.

Apparently Lotte still had my

number posted on her fridge.

Did you see her?

Not too much, since

She buried your mother?

- What's your name again?

- I am your goddaughter!

Bloody hell!

I'm sorry.

My name is Emma.

The last time I saw you, you

were a tiny little cupcake.

What's it like living

with a dad on drugs?

Jens is known for his

Tourette syndrome.

So thank god he could run

off to Thailand for 20 years.

We all left.

Kalinka too. How old were

you when your mother got away?

Do not say that.

Her trip took her

further than Thailand.

What do you do?

I'm a medical student.

- And then I work as...

- Stop.

As a night watch.

Tell me that's not bloody true!

- Not in the same place?

- Yes.

Painful and pointless.

Dad...

So you're following in

your dad's footsteps?

Cool.

What are you doing in Thailand?

How long are you staying?

Until after the funeral.

If you need a place to

stay, you're welcome to...

Are you that doped up?

I know it's late, but you don't

want to have dinner with me?

My secretary booked a table. So if

you have nothing better to do...

Maybe we'll find something

to talk about.

- Good old days.

- No, let's not rake that up.

We'd love to.

Night watch.

Just like your dad.

It's brilliant.

Now, all we need is a k*ller.

Lotte is in your department?

Nothing has changed.

- I can't do this. I can't.

- Dad

- I can't.

- Take a pill, Martin.

Let's go say goodbye to Lotte.

Come on, dad.

This way.

It's terrible, Sofus, stop.

Yeah, I'm shocked.

Try to calm him down.

Maria! What are you doing there?

Go ahead, Frederik.

What are you doing?

Hello, my beauty!

Frederick

I was waiting for you.

Is he your fianc?

Good evening. Fredrik.

Be kind, cut this sh*t out.

So.

Damn, you're kidding...

Excuse me, guys...

You are still here?

Well

See you later.

Go away!

- Hi.

- See you, baby love.

Don't call me that.

- See you later.

- Just leave. You're ruining the mood.

Can you stay two more hours?

Of course.

- N0 partying.

- I promise.

What did you do in Thailand?

I bought a motorcycle.

Took a lot of drugs.

And I f*cked in every

corner of the country.

Well, if I remember correctly.

It's a little blurry.

But I remember that I

had lost the will to live.

Like your mom.

I put a rope around my neck...

Luckily for me, the beam

was rotten from moisture.

I found myself on the

ground, like an idiot.

Yeah

Well... Life sucks.

I look at this hand every day.

It's as if something's missing.

Come on

It helps to cry.

What happened to your hand?

Nope

No... I think... Let's...

Dad! Stop it.

Let's raise a glass to Lotte.

- What did you tell her?

- Oh f*ck

- Can't I tell her?

- No.

So I'll tell you.

I don't want to hear it.

Wrmer tied you and

Kalinka up in the autopsy room.

He k*lled his colleague

and handcuffed

my hand to a pipe.

Then he asks me the question

any Buddhist would love.

What?

Have you ever been k*lled before?

"I'll be right back."

You used to bring bread into work.

Your knife was on the table.

It was within my reach.

I cut my thumb...

and I tear out my hand of the handcuffs.

I take the dead policeman's g*n.

And when I come upstairs...

he was about to cut you up.

f*ck...

I wanted to check

if everything is...

Can I have some more wine, please?

Of course.

I can't sit through 20 courses. I

need to get back to Maria. Okay?

Dad is going to see a psychiatrist.

She's quite beautiful.

Yeah, right.

It was really great to meet you.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

Thank you.

She is strong.

You must be proud.

I didn't want to say anything

when Emma was here...

I'm afraid she's

walked into a minefield.

She goes to see Wrmer.

Shortly thereafter,

Lotte is k*lled.

You come home for the funeral.

What did it take to get you

to come back from Thailand?

Holy sh*t.

Now you're scaring me.

Hello?

Hello!

Maria?

Maria?

Maria!

You're here?

Maria!

Martin, come. Come on!

Come on, Martin!

Come on.

Come on!

Come on, old man!

I went the wrong way!

Ready?

I'll pass it to you!

Great goal!

No, no!

Come on!

I'm done.

Maybe I should just k*ll myself.

A b*llet to the head,

how hard can it be?

Emma is all grown up and strong.

and strong.

Or maybe I should get

hold of that psychiatrist..

Emma says she's pretty.

What do you need a psychiatrist for?

What do I do, then?

Do I just do myself in?

Yes, it's a much better solution.

Kalinka would never forgive me.

Kalinka is dead, Martin.

I know.

It's good to see you, my friend.

I need some sleep.

See you tomorrow!

What's going on?

It's crazy.

There's a substitution in

the last minute of the final.

They're sending in a 52 year old man!

It's Bork, Martin Bork!

He runs through the defence!

Will Denmark win the World Cup?

Live from Nstved Stadium! Aim!

What the hell are

you doing here?

Out! Get out!

Sorry.

sh*t!

Is she not picking up?

I've called her 30 times.

We have to tell someone.

- Yes, but who?

- The police. Her parents.

She doesn't talk to them. They

haven't seen each other for 2 years.

She's only been

missing for a few hours.

The police won't do anything.

She can't just disappear!

What the hell is going on?

Who are you?

Hello, damn it! Let me go!

What's your name?

It's called Bent.

Bent?

That's a lovely name.

A really lovely name.

Do you know the meaning of "Bent"?

It means

"very handsome young

man, sensitive and kind."

Good.

No. My name's Maria.

No.

It means "the fair one."

No. No!

It's not called... Maria.

That's not its name.

It's called Emma.

That's its name.

It has a different name.

Bent, listen to me.

I'm not Emma.

- I'm Maria. My name's Maria.

- No!

- I'm not Emma. Yes!

- No.

- No.

- Yes!

- Yes, damn it!

I'm not Emma, damn it! I'm Maria!

No.

It sits at reception.

Emma sits at reception in the white coat.

Bent, this is bloody stupid. Let me go!

You have to untie me.

I promise not to tell anyone that you made a mistake.

It's stupid when it talks.

Stop with your "That's it".

It's you who's stupid, you

sound like a baby robot.

It's not a baby.

It's not a robot.

It's the superintendent's...

The detective superintendent...

Superintendent.

The detective superintendent.!

superintendent

I'm not the right one.

Hello? Martin?

This is Martin, Emma's dad.

Yes I know. I'm glad you called.

She suggested I call.

I'm glad you did.

Weekdays are busy, but what

about right now in my office?

Today?

That will be difficult.

It's always difficult.

Then come over.

My office is at Forensic Psychiatry at St. Hans.

- Then we'll talk.

- I'll do my best.

SEEING PSYCHIATRIST TO

BE CURED OF MY MADNESS!

Good morning.

Can I come in?

You and your dad went to Geranium

Restaurant with Jens Christian Arnkild.

Yes.

Please sit down.

Give me your hand.

Jens is dead.

He was found m*rder*d

this morning.

Where did you get all this?

- I found it.

- No, you didn't.

You stole it, right?

Where is your dad?

He went to see Gunver.

Where is he?

With her, I think.

At the psychiatric hospital?

Let's go there together.

Is it my fault?

- How so?

- First Lotte, then Jens.

You mean, you shouldn't

have got involved?

I think his son is taking

revenge. Did he m*rder Lotte?

Wrmer never had a son.

That's his daughter.

Daughter?

He must have cut the child's hair off.

The mother has disappeared.

She lived alone with the psycho Dad.

Word is she went nuts

and ended up in care.

She burned the family cat.

The foster father abused

her. The poor child.

They only found out when she

cut the father with a knife.

She went through hell, this little girl.

Maybe she's getting revenge.

It would fit.

According to statistics, women are more

vengeful than men.

Men become violent,

while women

are like forgotten

bombs from World w*r II,

that suddenly go off years later.

So where is she?

Do you know where she is?

She may have changed her name.

Impossible.

The Count of Monte Cristo,

Does that speak to you?

Why do you want to see my father?

Come...

Martin?

Good morning!

Thank you, Bent.

It thinks It's very beautiful and nice.

Very beautiful and very kind.

It almost wants to touch It.

Touch its cheek.

It is soft!

As soft as an angel's bum.

The stars light up the

blue, blue sky...

The crescent moon

lifts up its sabre...

I'm hoping that...

Do you want to lie down?

It can lie in these arms.

Come.

It can rest here.

It's okay.

It has room to lie down.

It can sing the

rest of the song.

It's okay for It to do that.

Don't sneak into your stuff

Sweet Dreams,

little elephant

Tomorrow is a big day

The rooster crows like an ostrich

You fall asleep peacefully

Good night, my little one

Thanks.

It must have been hard to find

yourself alone to raise Emma.

Yes.

I did my best, but it was hard for her.

But life is hard.

From the outside, it looks as

if she's trying to save you.

Children don't benefit from their

parents being the vulnerable ones.

I'm so ashamed of myself...

That doesn't help.

Do you think that

that this silence between you

is why Emma makes so much noise?

And threw a huge rock through Peter's window?

Peter?

Wrmer. Peter Wrmer.

Are we really on first

name terms with him?

How do you think

his child feels?

He has a child?

Humans have children.

Peter's human too.

Hi Siri, answer Emma!

Where have you been?

And where are you?

You and your father are

in danger. Where are you?

On my way to see my dad. Are you ok?

No! I don't know where I am.

What's happening?

I've been kidnapped.

He's dead. But the superintendent is coming back.

What?

The other psycho is his

enforcer. He mistook me for you.

Who is it?

She's the superintendent, she's after you

and is f*cking nuts! Emma, where are you?

Emma?

Are you sure?

Yes, he said detective superintendent.

She's a cop, Emma.!

Hello?

I'm on my way to St. Hans

Psychiatric Hospital...

with the superintendent.

sh*t.

- Get out.

- I can't.

Yes. When the car stops, you just jump, okay?

And then just run...

- I can't. Hello?

No Hello?

I need to pee.

It's urgent. Can we stop?

No, it's best to get to your

dad now.

We'll be there soon.

You must understand that revenge

is a natural feeling.

People think the worst of each other

and behave disgustingly.

"I hope they're k*lled in an accident."

"I hope her children get cancer."

It's human nature.

Revenge is a way...

to escape.

Peter had almost forgotten it all

until Emma twisted a knife in the wound.

But now both he and his daughter

remember how you destroyed their lives.

Maybe everyone's a victim.

In any case, you don't spit

in the face of a sick person.

Have you heard of

cognitive psychology?

You confront your fears.

Arachnophobia for instance.

You touch a spider, and before

you know it, you want it for a pet.

Emma found her mother hanged in the

summer house and hasn't been back.

That's where Emma should be

right now to meet her spider

Just like you're

here to meet yours.

I'm the wrong one.

Where is Emma?

I'll be back soon.

Do you feel it?

Is your heart pounding?

Are you feeling dizzy?

Do you have buzzing in your ears?

Flunitrazepam.

You're fully conscious, but you can't move.

It's your daughter.

Dad?

Martin is here.

Is he indeed?

He's a little frightened.

Don't be.

We know each other well.

Imagine...

Has it really been 30 years?

I've been away.

But I've never felt lonely.

Would you like to meet my friends?

Here... are all my women.

So when I feel lonely...

... I just open the box.

- Main reception, Dennis speaking.

- This is superintendent Kramer.

We will be arriving code 22-03.

Opening.

Hello! Where's Gunver, the psychiatrist?

- Her office, I guess.

- Call the Police! Now!

- Hello!

- Kramer! She's gone nuts.

- She ran that way, do you need help?

- No.

Emma?

Where are you?

- Where are you?

- The m*rder*r is Kramer!

Wrmer has a daughter. I think it's Kramer.

Where are you calling from?

I'm outside your office. Is dad with you?

Where is Kramer?

She's right behind me. Where are you?

Emma!

He left me a note. You saw him?

No I did'nt

She's coming.

Emma!

She's acting insane, Gunver.

Come on.

What the hell are you doing?

This way.

What the hell are they doing?

In here!

Gunver? Why are you running?

Go in there.

She won't get past me.

Stay there, no matter what happens.

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't be here. You need to go!

Where is his father?

- Are you threatening me?

- Where are they?

I am your friend.

Put the g*n away!

What?

I'm not your enemy.

Drop that weapon.

I can help you.

Put the g*n away, please.

Let me help you. Put it away!

- What happened?

- She was going to sh**t us.

What have I done? I've

k*lled my best friend!

Why do you have my dad's phone?

Now, look here, Martin...

Both of us.

At first it hurts a little.

But you get used to it quickly.

Stop that..

Come back, Martin.

You won't get away.

This is meant to be.

I've been waiting for

this moment for years.

Come here, you.

It's supposed to happen.

There...

I can hear you.

There. There you are.

Sit still.

I don't like it either.

Coward!

What the hell...

Help!

Emma?

Emma!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

sh**t!

sh**t her, damn it!

Don't do it. It's way

too cold. Just stay here.

I need my sunglasses.

Sofus is too pale.

Sorry, if I suffer from a

pigmentation deficiency.

I'll say. It's like looking

straight up into the sun.

We shagged.

What?

Maria and I shagged for

the first time last night.

Why do you say that in

front of Emma's dad?

But it went really well.

You're really weird, Sofus.

Come on, kids!

Less talking!

Come on!