05x03 - Just Don't Do It

[bunniefuu]

-[ship horn blaring]
-[seabirds calling]

[indistinct, excited chatter]

[Pørni] Hi!

[gasps] Hi, honey! You're back!

[chuckles]

-How did it go there?
-It was brilliant.

We checked out early
from the house in Tisvildeleje, but yeah.

It was really good.

Undis took me to a rave
in an old factory in Copenhagen.

-To a rave?
-Yeah. Is Hanna back from Edinburgh?

No, she's coming back tomo... Hi there.

-Hi.
-Do you and Finn need a lift? Where is he?

Uh, Finn didn't come back, actually,
so I think I'll just take the bus.

-Okay.
-But I had a really great time there.

-Yeah. Bye, Sigrid.
-See you.

[sniffles]

-Okay.
-Bye, then.

Why did Dad stay behind in Copenhagen?

Yeah, so he stayed back
to help Iben move out

'cause she broke up
with that shaman-therapist guy,

so she relapsed again.

Yeah? And how did Undis take that?

I don't know. I had my earphones in
when they were arguing, so...

Can you go ahead and get in the car?

Undis?

Undis!

Undis?

-[sniffles]
-[Pørni] I'll take you home. All right?

-Yeah.
-You poor thing.

Do you think you should be on your own
when you're upset?

You can come back to ours.
Have a lie-down.

I'm going to work, but that's okay.
You can stay there as long as you like.

Okay.

Remember that there are
a lot of good people out there.

Yeah.

But try to avoid any men
in their fifties with prostatitis.

PERNILLE

[theme music plays, fades]

Five, four, three, two,

one, and break.

-Are you coping there? Let's sit down.
-[grunts] I'm fine.

Okay, this isn't a long break.
You have 45 seconds, yeah?

All right, calm down.
We want a long break now.

[trainer] Okay.
I'll go get some kettlebells.

Uh... Are you all right?

[flatly] Yeah.

Not really.

I have a suicidal boy at work
who'll be discharged on Monday

and transferred home to his mum,
and it's just too early for that,

and I can't do sh*t
after that damn stupid psychiatric reform

'cause there's
no more involuntary admittance.

Surely, there has to be a way.

Yeah, but it's very hard now.

I don't know what
the psychiatric service rules are anymore.

You... you just need to follow up on him.
You can't do more than that.

Yeah, I'll do that.

[sighs deeply]

You're not planning to have
more panic attacks, I hope, though?

It's my blood pressure.

[coughs] No. You know...

[sighs, sniffles]

I'm just so anxious about the wedding.

Dad, I am back in that planning committee
in a flash if you want me to be.

Can you be enthusiastic about it, though?
I don't want to be criticised.

I just want some backup.

-I can do that. I promise.
-Okay, break's over.

Hey, I can't handle being yelled at
by a PT today.

I think that's enough for now.

-[chuckling] I think so too.
-[whimsical music playing]

Hey, we're done for today.

We'll see ourselves out this time.
Yeah, see you next time.

Sorry.

[whimsical music fades]

[indistinct chatter]

Do they fit?

I think I need to go up a size.

What about these? Just, uh, classic white.

Or these, if you want
to go a little more crazy.

I'd say it's safest with the white ones.

Both of them look great,
but you're the one wearing 'em.

-Shall I get your size?
-Uh, yes.

-Yeah?
-Could I try on both?

Yeah, of course you can do that.

Let's see. We have about two hours
till we go back, Brage.

Do you want to go see Carrie
while we're here?

[Brage] No. She came to see me yesterday.

But I'd like to see my mother if I can.

We snapped today,
and she's got waffles on.

-Mm-hmm.
-Okay, great.

I'll give her a ring
and say that we're coming.

[mother] They go with everything.

You can even use them
as formal wear if they stay white.

-Oh, I'll do that.
-Oh, it's okay. I'll do it. You stay.

-Are you ready?
-[Brage] Yeah.

Half a year at that centre's enough.

Me and Carrie are going to Liseberg
to go on the rides

and do a whole "back to childhood" tour.

[mother] I was thinking
that we could paint your room if you want.

Yeah, yellow exacerbates psychosis,
so maybe we should change it.

-[phone ringing]
-You're looking really well. Hmm?

-It's nice to see.
-I have to take this.

-Hello?
-Hey.

-He looks better, don't you think?
-I do.

And all the support he gets
from Carrie's really great, isn't it?

Oh, yeah, and she's gone there
nearly as much as I have.

In fact, she's gone every day.

-Oh, that girl. She's really great...
-Excuse me.

Yeah, all right.

-No worries.
-Brage?

-Where's Brage?
-Huh?

Where is Brage?
We're working with a jumper.

You're supposed to be with Brage.
Where's Brage?

Baby, I'll call you back, okay?

Brage!

-Brage? Brage?
-Brage? Brage?

You go downstairs.

Brage?

[panting]

[sirens wailing in distance]

[tense music fades]

-Brage?
-Holy sh*t. It's a long f*cking way down.

It doesn't look very nice
to be there on your own.

If I could just come over to see you... No!

No!

Did I scare you?

I scared you, right?

Sorry, I just wanted to see
if I could scare you.

There's a reason why
we're two people on a job!

Yes, I'm sorry.

I picked him up at the Opera House,
the Fortress,

and two times at Jerusalem Bridge,

so I cannot f*cking handle you having
to talk crap

on the phone to your girlfriend!

I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting her call.
His mum was there.

Just close the door! Close that door!

Don't you talk to me ever again!

Hello, darlings! I'm home!

Hi, you. Come here.

-How was it then?
-Great.

Siggolito! You're back from Copenhagen.
How was it?

How long are you planning
to stay here, Leo?

Hope you don't think
you're getting my room.

No. Don't worry.
I've got a house share from September.

My blood sugar levels are f*cked now.
Can I?

Have some manners. We're eating out there.

Okay, sorry. It's just inside,
I have so much turmoil.

How's it going on, then?
Did Granddad get into his tux?

-No, he...
-[Hanna] Hey, look at this.

-Me. Chris Martin.
-[chuckles]

-Wow.
-I got a selfie.

I didn't post it, though,
because Peter gets so f*cking embarrassed.

Also, Edinburgh is such a great place.
Why haven't we been there?

-Can I unpack tomorrow?
-Hanna.

[Hanna] What the f*ck?

Why is Undis lying on my sofa?

If you just listened more
and talked a little bit less,

you might notice what's happening here.

Dad dumped Undis in Copenhagen
and got back with Iben again.

Okay, so now she's
in full Iben position on my sofa,

using the headphones
to get out of helping?

Hanna, she's a little sad.
I said she could stay here.

He's humiliated her.

Christ, this guy. Can we start eating?
I'm so f*cking hungry.

All right,
can you lay the table out there?

And I'll go wake up Undis.

Do you want to eat with us?

Do you want to eat with us?

I don't think I can eat anything.

[gentle music playing]

Sorry for chewing your ears off.

I am just so hyped up, and I also
haven't slept in like four nights,

and I'm just a bit "whoo"! [laughs]

You might be manic.

Yeah, or, like, not manic-depressive
because I have checked that.

And, no, I don't have
medical student syndrome now.

I mean, I'm just so high
after having been with Peter.

And he took care of
all the Liverpool stuff.

Oh, and he has this uncle
who's some, uh, grounds person

or something at Anfield.

He could get our whole family in there.
So, that's really cool, huh, Sigrid?

And look at me, chattering away again.

-Do you think I'm psychotic, Mum?
-You aren't psychotic.

Yeah, as if you take me seriously,
but have you heard me?

I keep talking, I have a racing pulse.
It's only Peter I think about.

You are not psychotic.

Lots of young people are struggling
with mental health, Pernille.

I know that. I work with lots of them.

Uh, I could be bipolar or psychotic, Mum.
This is serious!

Have you finished f*cking around?

What's wrong is you are in love,
and you're self-centred.

You're in love with a sound guy
who supports Everton.

Congratulations. f*ck!

Why do you all have
to diagnose yourselves?

I'm sorry. I have a client
who is genuinely ill,

and today something really awful happened.

And I shouldn't take that out on you,
but yeah, it shook me up. I'm sorry.

Want to share?

Well, I can't say.
There's a confidentiality agreement. So...

Just tell us. We're your children.

Right. Good luck on being a doctor
if that's your view on confidentiality.

If I were to give you a diagnosis,
it would be a personality disorder.

-[Leo] Are you in love?
-I have no idea.

How do you know that?

I don't think I've ever been in love,

but I know that I think about Peter
all the time,

and that my life doesn't make sense
without him, if you catch my drift.

[man] The criteria for involuntary
admittance have not been fulfilled,

but I'm actually not that worried
about Brage

after the talk we had yesterday.

We know that he's always had
a very particular sense of humour,

and he's also responded very well
to his new medication.

But of course, we'll call him in
two days a week for urine tests

and also to follow up.

-Hmm.
-What do you think, Pernille?

There's a possibility we could get him
admitted to the mental health centre.

Yeah, there aren't any places there,

I don't think,
so we'd have to go outside of Oslo,

and I don't think that's a good idea.

He really wants to go home.

I think we just have to keep
a very close watch over Brage,

for the time being, anyway.

[man] Yeah, that sounds good.

Okay, so you two get him
on Monday when he'll be discharged.

We can take it from there.

-Is that the plan?
-Mm.

Thank you for coming.

I know it's extraordinary circumstances,
so thanks.

-Yes, no problem. Have a good weekend.
-Goodbye. Thanks.

See you then.

[gentle music playing]

I've spoken to Madjid a little bit.

And I also have the details
of what happened yesterday.

I was so scared.

I mean, I've been very worried
about Brage getting discharged

the whole time, and I got angry at Madjid.

-Now it's okay.
-I do understand why you were scared.

But is it so awkward
between you and Madjid

that you'd rather work
with another colleague?

Eron, for instance?

Madjid has suggested
maybe you both could...

What? What?
No. I just want to work with Madjid.

I did freak out, but I'll talk to him now.

I'm glad. Good to hear.

[exhales sharply]

Double cappuccino with oat milk?

-Thanks.
-And I wanted to say sorry.

No. I should say that.

It could have ended in disaster.
And I left you in a sh*t situation.

It's not like
I always follow protocol, though.

Yeah, for the best of your clients,
not to ring your girlfriend.

Brage does have a strange sense of humour.

It was really scary, and I was angry.

So, I was angry-scared,
and that's just the worst.

I'm sorry for that.

I understand if you need
a break from me now.

Okay, who am I going to work with? Jonna?

-For example.
-He's a City fan. That won't work.

Ugh. City's no good. Maren could work?

Hmm. She's got
this low social worker voice,

Also, she's always off sick.
I can't do that.

Eron is good.

Hey, you listen here.
I want to work with you, okay?

We all f*ck up.

Not you.

You know, four years ago,
I collected two kids on Eid.

Yeah, because it was an emergency?

Absolutely not.

I forgot to check the calendar,
like an idiot.

So, I just ended up traumatising two kids

on the most important holiday
of the year, didn't I?

[chuckles softly] That's a fail.

Yeah, I got a big dressing down.

Totally deserved.

And two years ago, I was investigated
because I was too chummy

with someone in the media, so...

You f*cked up. We all do that.

[gentle music playing]

Sorry. Again.

Drink up your fancy coffee, then.

Hi, nerds. The vaccination rate
is low at Nesodden, so watch out.

[Pørni] So, Trond isn't coming?

-No, he's mostly at his girlfriend's.
-All right.

Those are clothes
Tuva wanted you to bring.

-Okay.
-And Walter's fishing rod.

-It's a shame you have to work.
-Right.

Yeah. It's 24/7 prep for
the witness interviews and all of that.

-Mm.
-Enjoy your girls weekend.

We will. Good luck.

-Have fun.
-Bye, then.

[car engine turns over]

[Leo] I have songs on Spotify.

Uh, not to show off, but I did go
on tour with Coldplay in Edinburgh.

Oh sh*t, I left his fishing rod there.

-[Lars] Hi.
-[Milla] Hi!

-[Lars] Nice to see you.
-[Milla] Oh, thank you for having me.

[both chuckle]

-Yeah.
-I brought a little something.

[Lars] Ooh, for me?

-For you. For your help with all that...
-Yeah, yeah. Yeah, it's my pleasure.

-[tense music playing]
-[Lars] That's nice of you.

I am having such a nice time here.

You know, out by the sea,

I don't get so upset
about Lars working all summer.

The boys can go in and of town
as they please

if they want to meet up with friends
or whatever.

I get to study Russia,
and I can decompress.

You're doing a great job of decompressing.

That tunic, for example,
you wouldn't have worn that a month ago.

And you know, what if this is the real me,
as I should be?

Just the other week I signed up
for a weaving course

with a woman who dyes
all her yarn like in the olden times,

with beetroots and stuff.

See that? It's handmade.

I turned this with my own bare hands.
What do you think?

I'm just a little sceptical, Tuva,

of people who use old-fashioned methods
when we live in a modern world.

-If that makes sense.
-Yes.

Like those people who make weapons
the old way, as if they're Vikings.

-[laughing]
-Yeah, Okay. I'll wash up, then.

-[phone chimes]
-[Astrid] I'm sorry.

-Sorry.
-[Astrid] It's just low-hanging fruit.

It's so easy to tease you.
Do you need any help?

[Tuva] Uh, no, thanks.
I want to do it myself. The old way.

KEEP IN TOUCH WITH BRAGE THIS WEEKEND.

HE PROMISED NOT TO GET DISCHARGED
BEFORE MONDAY.

[Astrid] It's true, though.
She's really easy to tease.

I've been sat here,
thinking about what I should say.

Don't you dare! Don't get involved.

You won't say anything to Tuva.
You don't even know what you saw.

Think of the years I spent with Finn
'cause no one mentioned what he was doing.

That's rubbish.
You were aware of what Finn was up to.

And you used all of that time
to get yourself out of that relationship.

If you say a thing, I will k*ll you.

I haven't seen her so laid-back
and happy for ages.

[phone alert chimes]

FROM MADJID
OKAY. WILL DO.

Berries of the forest
and homemade ice cream,

but with lactose today.

Because recorder boy's in town.

Kids! Children! Younglings!

Young adults! It's ice-cream time.

[gentle music playing]

Are you guys up already?

-Isn't this a school holiday?
-Not for Sigrid.

She's gonna be a pro football player
and provide for us all.

Oh, yeah, you have the academy all week.
Don't you have Granddad helping you?

He said I'm his substitute.

Really?

Exactly what I said, "Really?"

But then he said what could come my way
if Sigrid makes pro,

you know, financially.

So, now I'm making sure that she's
in perfect shape,

seeing as he's stressed about the wedding.

Oh, he is such a pain.
I can't find my glasses.

Have you seen them?

I would say I'd do anything for Sigrid.

Mo Salah supports his whole family.
Did you know that?

Yeah, I think you'll find
that he mostly finances

a load of charity projects.

[Hanna] Yeah, but when you turn pro,

you can see me as some kind
of charity project, can't you?

Okay, have a good day.

[overlapping chatter]

-[Pørni] Nice to see you.
-[man] Good to see you.

[Pørni] Did he manage to pack?

-[man] Yes, come on in.
-[Pørni] Thanks.

Yeah, he does have...
He's got the routine down.

-But it's also written on the packaging.
-[Pørni] Mm.

So, if his mum could keep track
of the medication.

Yeah, I'll let her know.

-Are you ready, Brage?
-[Brage] Yes, sir.

-Bye-bye.
-Bye. Thanks for the cut.

-[Brage] No problem.
-[boy] Can you give me a cut?

Of course. I'll be back tomorrow,
so you can have a drop fade

or a temple fade, yeah?

Yeah. A skin fade would be cool.

Yeah, that's fine.

I'm planning to come back here
twice a week, okay?

-So, I'm not going anywhere.
-Yes.

Stay strong, Galvan.

-Good luck, Brage.
-Thank you.

See you, then.

[Madjid] The new colour is very nice.

Now I'd like to have
a green bedroom as well.

Are you seeing Carrie later today?

Yeah, nothing special.
We'll hang out at hers.

But don't worry about it.
Mum will make me take my medicine.

All right.

They look so cool.
Feel like getting some myself.

They are. These trainers are sick.
They go with everything.

[mother] Are you on your way out?
Or would you like some more coffee?

We have to leave. Thank you, though.

Remember that you can call us
about anything, Brage.

I'll take him to his appointment tomorrow.

He seems calmer.

As long as he takes his medication,
and not any drugs,

it looks like he'll be okay, right?

It does. And we're just a phone call away.
Whenever you want.

And we'll be there for both of you.
See you next week.

-Okay.
-Good luck, Ine.

Thank you for getting him those trainers.

I couldn't have afforded them on my own.

-Mm!
-[Poppy] Mm-hmm.

Lovely!

Well...

A little snug, perhaps?

I told you that you should tailor
your clothes

after the measurements you have,
not the measurements you wish you had.

-Well, we didn't, did we?
-I know. We didn't do that.

I want to have a second opinion,
so I'll be right back.

And I won't even say, "I told you so."

Oh, I spoke to Elisabeth yesterday
and tried to get out of her

what plans she has up her sleeve
for my stag party.

And do you know what it is?
Lunch at Theatercaféen.

Why would you do that?
It's supposed to be a surprise, isn't it?

But I don't want to have
lunch at Theatercaféen.

I can go to that place as often as I like.

I'd rather paintball, strippers,

a stupid costume,

standing in Oslo centre,
handing out condoms.

Right. Okay. You are upset
with your sister, who's 80,

for trying to organise a stag do
for someone who's pushing 80,

because it's not
what a 23-year-old would like?

Uh... uh... uh,
don't age-discriminate against me.

I wanted a stag party that gives me
some... some... some hope about my future

with Stephen, not sitting
at Theatercaféen,

walking down memory lane,
telling anecdotes.

No, I will have to get
a new maid of honour.

-No.
-Oh, yes.

-Please don't do it.
-It'll be upsetting for her.

Can't we make a deal?
I'll help her organise your stag.

But only
if you stop stressing yourself, Dad.

Okay? We'll buy a back-up suit.

You won't have to k*ll yourself,
trying to get into your one, okay?

-Will I get paintball?
-Maybe.

Can I look stupid
while I'm handing out the condoms?

If you want that, mm-hmm.

-Do I get a stripper?
-No. Gross. You know that's inappropriate.

-Oh, you're such a prude.
-Okay, let's see.

Look at this. Five centimetres.

-Oh!
-See that?

We should be able to alter it. Mm-hmm.

We do what we can, but...

Uh, you have to draw the line somewhere.

-Yes, but we'll do what we can, huh?
-Yeah.

I'll lose weight at a comfortable pace,
and you'll alter it as much as you can.

-[Poppy] Yeah.
-Do you want to check who keeps texting?

No. We are here.
I'm focusing on my dad now.

Take your time.

[Poppy] You mentioned paintball.

But have you ever thought about,
um, a Smash Room? Hmm?

Oh, that sounds fantastic.
What is it, though?

Yes, it's fun. It... it's probably easiest
if I show you a flyer.

-Yeah.
-[Poppy] Because, um, how do I explain it?

I have a flyer.
My sister-in-law's husband's sister.

FROM BRAGE - NOT SCARED.
EVERYTHING IS CHILL.

-[Poppy] She's one of the owners.
-Ah.

IT'S BETTER THIS WAY.
TAKE CARE OF MOM IF YOU CAN.

-[Poppy] I'll find that flyer.
-No, no, no. f*ck. f*ck.

THANKS FOR THE SHOES

-[line ringing]
-[breathing shakily]

[tense music playing]

-[woman] This is the voicemail of...
-f*ck. No, no, no.

No. f*ck.

This is Pernille Middelthon.

I have a jumper at Jerusalem Bridge,
and... [screams]

I was just wondering if... if you could,
uh, send someone right away.

POLICE

[distant sirens wailing]

[panting]

[sounds fade out]

[slow, sombre music playing]

[no audible dialogue]

[sombre music continues]

[background sounds resume]

Oh, there you are.

I was going to leave this note for you,
but I can say it to you now.

"Sometimes, all you need
is someone to grab you by your neck

so that you don't fall into the abyss."

Thank you for everything.

Okay. Bye.

SOMETIMES YOU NEED SOMEONE
TO GRAB YOU BY YOUR NECK

SO YOU DON'T FALL INTO THE ABYSS.

[door opens, closes]

[sombre music fades out]

I tried ringing.

Yeah.

It's a good thing I knew
where you'd be hiding.

I'm not hiding.
I'm just taking a little time out.

[Bjørnar] Mm.

I wanted to tell you... about today.

It was that Brage went
to see his girlfriend, Carrie,

who, um, dumped him.

So, he went
down to the park and bought Xanax.

Once he had the drugs,
he went down to the, uh, the bridge.

There is nothing
you could have done to stop it.

You know we couldn't have him readmitted.

You were watching him.
Psych were watching him.

There isn't anything
you could have changed.

-I get that.
-Right.

Do you, though?

Do you get that?

This isn't your fault.

Right.

Can you say it out loud?

This isn't my fault.

Can you say it
as if you actually believe it?

Uh...

Except I don't really believe it.

I didn't go there. I could've been there.

And insisted on spending time
with Brage today or checked in.

[exhales shakily]

He... wanted to be found,
and he sent me pictures of where he was.

But I didn't get there

'cause I don't move fast enough
for this job, do I?

Mm. And he was... [inhales sharply, sniffs]

[exhales shakily]

[sobbing] He was so chuffed
with those trainers.

And I thought he was okay.

[Bjørnar] Yes, of course he was.
Of course he was.

[sobbing heavily]

[silence]