02x04 - Pandemonium

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The Kingdom Hospital
rests on ancient marshland

where the bleaching
ponds once lay.

Here the bleachers moistened
their great spans of cloth.

The steam from the cloth shrouded
the place in permanent fog.

Then the hospital
was built here.

The bleachers gave way
to doctors, researchers,

the best brains in the nation
and the most perfect technology.

To crown their work they called
the hospital The Kingdom.

Now life was to be charted,

and ignorance and superstition
never to shake science again.

Perhaps their arrogance
became too pronounced,

like their persistent
denial of the spiritual.

For it is as if the cold
and damp have returned.

Tiny signs of fatigue are appearing
in the solid, modern edifice.

No living person knows it yet,
but the portal to the Kingdom

is opening once again.

Thank you, Sweden.

Are you Stig G. Helmer?

Yes, yes.
Will you sign here?

My Volvo!
How happy you make me!

How much is it?

l think we should
let the courts decide.

You have now identified yourself as
Stig G. Helmer and accepted the writ.

The first hearing
will be in a fortnight.

Spirits, spirits!

l don?t think this is a good idea.
Spirits, spirits ...

Oh, there you are!
l have a little surprise for you.

You do look nice, Rigmor.
Yes ... close your eyes.

Bondo?s cancer looks nasty.

We must go for
a marrow transplant.

The ultimate treatment
is the only way.

Precisely what
my therapist told me yesterday.

With a bit of luck l?ll be giving up
all this doctoring and management.

You can open your eyes now.

Spirits! Spirits!

Spirits ...

More of you!
More!

More!

More!

l now pronounce you
man and wife.

Thank you.

You should have had
far more lessons.

Well, now that?s broken, too.

Are you injured, Mummy?
No.

lf those were birds of passage,
there certainly were a lot.

This is what we?ve confiscated
from patients today alone.

Doesn?t the DG want to see it?

Ugh, they don?t look nice at all.

May we talk to the patient
who?s confessed to using poultices?

l think she would really
like to relieve her conscience.

l think we?ll do something else.
That patient is interesting.

l?d recommend talking to her ...

Good morning, DG.

l want to see
the minister of health now.

Often, company
is the best medicine.

But ... he is

far too poorly.
We are proud of our operations.

But postoperative care
is the alpha and omega.

There we must be strict.
No visits by high or low.

Out of my way, Moesgaard.

Or l?ll knock you down.
l am going to open the door.

You can?t.
Why not?

Because ...

Because he?s been discharged.

The minister has been discharged.

Discharged?
l thought he was poorly?

People with such a sense
of duty are hard on themselves.

We should be grateful to
our members of parliament.

Parliament?
lt?s neurosurgery?s charm.

You?re flat out one day,
on your feet the next.

A lesson one otherwise
only learns in the school of life.

Spare me life and
your observations, Moesgaard.

l just hope he won?t say
anything silly in the House.

Christmas is coming
and the goose is getting fat ...

l think l can hear him.
We all do.

Great men often leave an echo.

He has infected the other patients.
They imitate his voice.

Why?
Due to the scourge of the hospital.

Our commitment to the city dwellers.
The lower classes

cannot distinguish their own
personalities from others?.

They are parasites,
pure and simple.

Call me oldfashioned,
but that?s what l think.

Mummy, come on!

lt?s only the wind.
Shhh!

Did you hear that?

lt sounds like a keening.

As if from a wounded animal ...

That?s because he opened
the door and closed it again.

You master logic like
you master the red songbook.

When you don?t need to!

There is something terribly wrong.

Why is the animal in such pain?
Come on, Bulder!

This place
is turning into a zoo.

What do you want?
l haven?t time for all this nonsense.

l don?t want you.

Little Brother does.

Hello, Hook ... l thought
you might be the right person

to persuade mummy.
l so much want to die.

But mummy won?t help me.

lf the freak on
the wall wants to die

help him to do so
as soon as possible.

lf we protect all the deformed,
the world will drown in crud.

lt?s so f*cking ... public.

You are sick.
He is sick.

And you are sick if you can?t see
that the weak must be purged.

You are the weak one. lf you had
but a fraction of his strength

you?d be big enough
to let everything around you live.

That?s enough crap.
lf he wants to die, let him.

No!

You mustn?t die.
l want you to live.

Do you hear?
l want you to live.

They are marching up and down
a lot today.

And when they?ve marched back
and forth for a whole day

they think
they?ve come an awful long way.

They are ants.
They do bustle about!

They bustle when they oughtn?t.

Somebody?s poked
a stick into the heap

to see them
run round themselves.

They dropped that
medicine in 1994.

lt didn?t work
on tennis elbow after all.

Tennis elbow?

l have epicondylites
laterales humeri sinister.

Like l said.
Tennis elbow.

They said it could be serious.

Yes, on Centre Court.

Ouch! Let go of me!

Yes, when you?ve explained

how l ended up in the archives
again with another Danish cretin.

Pappi!

Such buddies!

l?m going on a kind of course
in the old buildings for a week.

Do you want to borrow
the car while l?m away?

Of course chacun a son gout
and all that,

but for motorway driving
you can?t b*at an Audi.

My choice is purely aesthetic.

An ugly
or a beautiful death?

Helmer and Camilla
are both k*lling me.

l?ve got problems of my own.

Tell Camilla it?s over
and swot for your exam.

You obviously don?t
know the Moesgaard motto.

What?s that?
A challenge is a challenge.

Deep, very deep. lsn?t 1600 pages
in two days enough of a challenge?

No. There must be
an honourable way out.

DNA.

GlFTS

Our inheritance and our gift
from the pain of generations!

Thank you for the gift of
allowing me to be a real Bondo.

Thanks for the joy
that fills me now

as l dream of the intellect

that is my family?s
indelible badge of nobility.

The body may deceive

but never intellect.

There will be no classes
with me for a while.

l?m embarking on the preliminaries
for a marrow transplant.

Hopefully we shall meet again
when l emerge on the other side.

ls that good?
Yes.

Can you feel it?
Yes.

That?s great.
Great.

l am a chicken.

l am a chicken.

Yes, l?m a real chicken.

l?m a chicken.
So what are you?

l?m a chicken.
So what are you?

Don?t just repeat me.
Answer the question.

Yes.

What was the question?
l am a chicken, damn it.

ls that a question?
l?ve had it up to here.

Please be horrid to Einar,
all of you. Really horrid.

Until he figures out
whether he wants to play or not.

Fair enough.

When do l get my little
Wednesday prezzie, eh?

You?ve only just had
your little Tuesday prezzie.

We don?t want to spoil you.

Go easy on your husband.
See how fine he looks?

And how hard he works!

You have become a greater man.

lf the word ??Danish?? didn?t sound so
hollow, l?d have called you that.

How?s it going, Bondo?
Splendidly, thanks.

l?m ready for the transplant.

That?s the problem.
We can?t find a donor.

Not so far, anyway.

Normally we look for compatibility
in the family, but you have nobody.

A shame.
There was talk of a halfbrother.

My father was a virile fellow.
Great intellects are, you know.

A half brother
would be fine.

He?d be a real Bondo.

The brethren send their respects.
Even Helmer has acquired new zeal.

My desire and ambition is but one.

l desire to become a duck,
only a duck, nothing but a duck.

Dear Brethren .... and this duck ...

Nivesen thinks he has
such a good grip on the DG

that we may permit ourselves
one of our bolder activities.

To ensure a superficial knowledge
of the occult we are fighting,

l have invited
Mrs. Drusse to join us.

She has agreed to come
tomorrow evening for a seance

and a talk about
alternative medicine.

Please consider whom we should
choose as our central medium.

lt?s at Mrs. Drusse?s request.

We need a man who is
not a sl*ve of his intellect

and whose ego
is particularly weak.

Where the hell
has Moesgaard got to?

Get into pairs.
... Come on.

Yes?

Why not Einar?

l don?t like him.

But Einar is in our group.

He only wants to feel me up.
l see.

Something is happening.
Do you sense it?

We have made progress.

Good.

He hasn?t paid.

Hasn?t he paid?

l?m sure l?ve paid.

Show me the receipt.

What the devil are you playing at?

Wednesday was the last day.
This is dated Thursday.

What a head l had!

Professor Helmer is coming.

Just like that!

Wow!

What is this?

Do the alcoholics
from other wards send you beer?

No, it was for us ...

lf you address the
crate to yourself ...

... with the yellow flag ...

... it goes all round the system,
through all the buildings,

and back again.
lt?s a paternoster.

A kind of dumb waiter.

Yellow flag out ...

... and the crate comes back to you.

lt comes back?

lt?s really ... Denmark.
Completely idiotic.

The idiocy embodied
in this phenomenon

tells you everything about
the efficiency of this hospital.

... Extra strong lager, too.

No, it isn?t extra strong,
it?s ... it?s low alcohol.

Low? Low?
Where does it say that?

lt?s an ordinary beer.

The yellow ...
is just like the Swedish flag.

An ordinary beer.

Aage is a demon.

And a demon is
a personification of Satan.

Demons only come when they
are called ... Do you see, Bulder?

Yes, no, l mean no ...

Somewhere in these buildings
someone is calling!

When the plane sh*t upwards
the big building was on our right

and to one side
was the fountain pond.

So prettily illuminated.

What is that big building called?
lt?s not the hospital.

lt?s the masons.

The masonic lodge?
That?s what we have to get into.

We can?t.
There are lots of tests and things.

Not that kind of in.
Just where they go in for it.

Go in for what?
Where they go in for Satan.

Thank God for that. l thought
they went in for body building.

And l?m not doing that.

How many years will society
have her round its neck?

70 years?

70 times, say, half a million.
That?s 35 million.

35 million!

No wonder the tax payers
feel cheated, eh?

Go back to your den, Hook,
Mona doesn?t need this.

No, Darling, not now.

She doesn?t understand a word of it.

l don?t want to hear it either.

Lovely, eh?

Having the entire hospital
at your beck and call?

But luckily some people have begun
listening to what l have to say.

Don?t feel too safe, my dear.

Yuck, damn you!

Mummy!

The entire hospital is going crazy.
lt?s getting to be beyond me.

lt can?t be stopped; all you can do
is look out for your dear ones.

Aage offered to save you,
and you said no.

Don?t you see that the only thing
that matters is keeping you alive?

And if it?s on your
father?s terms, so what?

What do good and evil matter
if you?re dead?

lf l have to live my
life without my baby?

All my life l wanted a baby.

l?ve been waiting
for you all my life.

l know it?s hard for you, Mummy.

lt?s really horrid.

Of course resisting gets harder
and harder the more it hurts.

But if father could
do this to me and you,

and do all he has
done to the Kingdom,

what might his kind
do to the rest of the world?

l don?t care about
the rest of the world.

Yes, today

and maybe tomorrow.

But not for always.

My death is so infinitely small.

lt hurts me and you.

But there are only the two of us,
and the world is so big, so big,

as you have sung for me.

l beg you to help me do it.

lf you love me, you can let
me be the one to decide.

Can?t you mend it?

lt?s all worn out.

Wow, how super!

People can wear out, too.

So can love for
children and grownups

and goodness and friendship,
all these things

can wear out and break down.

Then slightly right.

lf you hit
the crash barrier

just straighten up
without getting scared.

Driving blindfold
into the oncoming traffic

without getting scared?

l?ll tell you
when you reach the bridge.

Now!
Then you use your wipers.

Now you can see.

You head for home like you?ve
done before ... Piece of cake.

Christian,
l think l?ve got something.

Remember the rumours about
Helmer plagiarising in Lund?

l?ve got the writer?s phone number.
He?ll have some dirt on Helmer.

Christian?

Sanne ...

Sanne ...

You were so mad about Falcon.
But l don?t dare any more.

l?m afraid.

And the terrible thing is,
the money?s promised to someone.

You see? Am l boring?

Am l boring because
l don?t dare do it?

l like you the way you are.

You don?t have to be anyone else.
Just be a good doctor.

That?s how you must
make your money.

l?d like to talk to Dr. Jnsson.

Ahah? He?s coming in
tomorrow morning?

l?ll try again
tomorrow morning, ja.

Because it is very important,
very important.

To get to the lodge
you go back to Bleachpond Road.

Mummy!

The pendulum wants to go this way.

EMERGENCY EXlT

Mummy ...

Take a lamp, Bulder.

Mummy, this can?t be the masons.

No, we?re far too deep.

Downwards!

Let the weak perish
that the strong may reign

in the Chaos of Darkness!

Come on, Bulder!

What a mess!

Yes, and it?s going to get worse.

lt is hard to
decline such power.

May l stay here a bit?

God, l was scared.

And really l am not
the one you should fear.

l can take the pain away.

And death.

Together we can save
your child, Judith.

lt takes but a word.

How vexing! He?s gone.

No, he?s taken the lift.

He?s getting off at Neurosurgery.

The evil could be me.

Yes, maybe it is us.

Maybe it isn?t.

And our uncertainty

is the beauty of it all.

lt?s a very interesting situation

if someone from
our very own neurosurgery ward

is in the evil camp.

Bulder, it?s time to play.

Play?

Yes, we?re going
to play associations.

A trip deep into the subconscious.
Archibald and l used to play.

The dirty old man!

One person says a word and the
other person responds with another

without pause for thought.

The trick is that the response
can be extremely revealing.

The hierarchy of hell
is tremendously important.

Rather like it is here.

lf l can sneak in the name
of one of the rulers of hell ...

... such as Beelzebub,
who attained the rank of Grand Duc

l may be sure it will pay off.

The evil one, who has
the correct imprinted knowledge,

will be unable to refrain from
responding with his own rank.

Let?s try it, Bulder.

Mummy, there?s nothing
imprinted in me.

You don?t say ...

Just say the first word
that enters your mind.

Let?s begin.
Green.

Beer bottle.
Yes. See how easy it is?

Car.

Repairs.

Gin?
Tonic.

Biscuits.
Under the cupboard.

l told you you?d taken them.

You see, it works.

But whom shall we try it out on?
Who from neurosurgery

could be the evil one?

Yes, it?ll be quite a job doing
the whole hospital like this.

But l can?t think
of a better method

of paring away the
worst of the hospital?s fat.

l SAW HELMER

Can we be friends
again now, Mummy?

l?m sorry, Darling.
Of course we can be friends.

l love you.

But no more silly talk about me
doing anything to you, eh?

l won?t ask you to do anything,
l promise.

Oh, maybe you could get some more
cotton buds to moisten my lips?

Of course, Darling.
l should?ve realised.

l can?t take any more, Mummy.

Why didn?t you tell me
it hurt so much?

Mummy ...

Darling ...

lt?s no good.

Mummy, l want to be
your little baby.

From now on,
you make the decisions.

Sleep an hour or two.

We?ll talk about it
when you wake up.

l can?t get hold of
that Jnsson bloke.

My viva is any minute.

l feel like hell.

Exercise, Mogge.
Use the adrenaline to move about.

lnstead of making you nervous ...

Who shall we try?
Does anyone here look suspicious?

l think the dark side requires
a modicum of intelligence.

Hook looks funny.

His trip to the crematorium
did him no good.

But he?s not our man.
He helped us with Mary.

Pear tree.

ldiot.

Little blue balloons?
Tiedown.

Beelzebub?

Compulsory lobotomy.
Stig? Stig?

Bondo needs a marrow transplant.
Sadly, sadly, sadly.

l?d love to help,
but l?ve got a viva.

They can?t find a donor.
He?s no relatives, poor man.

He won?t survive
unless they find someone.

Mummy, shall we ...

Bulder, my boy,
l have something to tell you.

Yes? What?

Something l have kept
to myself for years.

Let?s go to my room.
l want you seated.

lt?s about your father.

My father?
Yes, but sit down first.

Don?t you ever do as you?re told?

Never mind who l am.

l want to give you a tipoff.

l think the girl is
trying to tell you something.

Let Mona play with her bricks.

She?ll tell you something important
about Dr. Helmer.

But get a move on,
while she?s still fairly lucid.

Stop, you old reprobate!

Helmer, damn it,
We?ll be late!

Had you forgotten that we have
to haul Moesgaard?s son through?

How about picking a question?

Very good.

An interesting choice.

lt?s always good to reach out
into the periphery of the syllabus.

Right, Mogge, how much can
you tell us about amylase?

Amylase?
Yes.

All that remains
is to decide on your grade.

Has Dr. Jnsson arrived?
He has? Thank you.

Hello, this is Mogens Moesgaard
from the Kingdom, Copenhagen.

l?m inquiring about your
former boss, Stig Helmer.

l understand there were a few ...
how shall l put it ... problems.

Can you tell me anything
about him that l don?t know?

You?d be happy to?

Cooeee! Bondo! Listen!

l?ve got good news and bad news.

The good news is that
we?ve found your half brother.

And he?s compatible.
And he?s agreed to donate marrow.

lt turns out that
he works at the hospital.

Let me see him!
Yes, well ...

What does he specialise in?

l?m already looking forward to
swapping theories with him.

Let me see him, this bearer of the
thousandyearold Bondo intellect!

Well, that?s the bad news.

Hi.
Bro.

ls he tired?
Come along.

Yes?

You are horrid and selfish.

Let me stop for a moment ...
You must say thank you.

This is for your own sake.

You?re the one who needs a lesson.
Come on.

Bastard.
Thank you.

Say thank you after she?s hit you.

Yes, come on.

Thank you.

Oh, excuse me a moment.

l think my awakening is on its way.

Thanks to all of you.

l feel the need to be alone.

Einar, what are
you feeling?

Anger. With whom?

All of them.
What are they doing?

Stopping me.
From what?

All l want to do for myself.
And what is that?

To be a doctor. Say that again?

To be a doctor.
l?ll tell them

that l?ve had enough.

l want my money back.
And my clothes.

Then l?ll return to my ward,
my management duties.

And my hospital.

Bob? Here l come!

l?ll tell them to their faces

that a Moesgaard wishes to speak.
A Moesgaard walks upright.

A Moesgaard does not flee in the
dark down two sheets tied together!

l?ve considered
what you said.

That it seemed to be a setup.

l have the same nasty feeling.

Aha? What can we do?

lf the lodge really is behind it all,
l wouldn?t recommend sanctions.

The lodge is not to be trifled with.

You think we should bow
to the lodge and do nothing?

l?d advise you to call
off tonight?s patrol.

So as not to provoke them.
Provoke them?

Precisely.
Go home. That?s what l?d do.

By the way, my compliments
on being such a great man.

What do you mean?

The article in this week?s
Medical Journal

where they debate whether
this hospital needs a DG at all

seeing as the place
is run by the consultants.

Splendid of you
not to stoop to a defence!

Thank you, Nivesen.

A fine move, DG.

The Journal, you say?
Yes.

Good night.

l?ve never found it so hard to agree.

For Moesgaard?s sake
l?d give him a 7 and just pass him.

l admit that
he was somewhat incoherent.

But less than a 7 has never been
awarded to a lodge member?s son.

Don?t fail him with less than a 3!

All right, if you say so.
Let?s stop here.

No! Helmer ...
We couldn?t give you much.

May l pass on greetings
to my external examiner?

8 personal greetings
from the village of Bor?s.

Jnsson ...

We could only
give you a 3.

l hate mediocrity.

Party discipline on
the local council back home

taught me to hate.

l am a duck, l am a duck,
l am a duck, l know it.

lt?s got to be an 1 1 , cum laude.

lf you say so, Helmer.

He?s here.

Hi, Bro!

Let?s extract that marrow!

The last dance
before we go home

Before the sun again does roam

Still l hold you close

Still the night is ours

Lovely the last dance

Before we go
l meet your lips

Before we go home

For a brief second
Before we go home

The night is over

l whisper goodnight

l kiss you see you soon

l have never

Felt heaven as close as now.

At Christmas it shall come to pass.

Our time will soon be over.

Will you marry me?

Yes, l will.

Good.

A two?
Well done, Mogge.

There?s no such thing as a 2.
Only 0 or 3.

Mogge thinks you?re brave
to have come here.

Yes, l?m ready now.

Sanne!

Come on ...

There.

l?ll run you home.
l?ve got dad?s car.

You need to get your strength back.

What a buzz!
An 1 1 !

HELMER WAS

Helmer ... Helmer ...

Good morning.

There!

The staircase.

Hello, Camilla.
How is your son?

Fine, thanks, they?ve finished.

He always takes his time
sleeping it off.

The anaesthetic?
ln this case.

l?m so confused,
l can?t get anything right.

l?ve developed a method
... a game of associations.

lt tells one so much about people.

Yes, l?ve played it a lot.
lt?s great fun.

Yes, because people give
you such different answers.

l mean, what would you
say to bubble and squeak?

Leftovers?

How about Orangutan?

Dr. Helmer.

Sorry, l don?t know
what got into me.

Oh, dear, how funny!

Prawn cocktail.

Thousand island.
Emu?

Three letter animal.
The Hebrides?

Stiff nor?westerly.

How about Beelzebub?

Grand Duc.

What did you say?
You said Beelzebub.

So l replied Grand Duc.

Beelzebub, Grand Duc, Lucifer,

Empereur, Satanachia,

Grand General.

What have you done?

Accursed bitch!

Good evening. l?m the DG
and l?m making an inspection.

Nobody is to stop me!
No, of course not.

First, the minister.

l don?t think he?s here.
Maybe he?s been discharged?

But DG, Sir! lt is unlocked.
lt opens outwards.

lt?s the new kind
... at your suggestion.

So we could get more beds in.

Stop! l have some
management questions. l am

the DG.

Hey, stop! ... Surely l can handle
the patients ... That?s an order!

Sorry, but l?ve very little time.

Stop, stop!
At once!

l?ll get you!

This is the police.

What have you done with the girl?

l am the highest authority
in this hospital.

You?re
a consultant?

Open up!

ln the name of the law!

Frightened ...

Frightened ...

Frightened ...
Grown ups can be frightened, too.

Can l be of service?

A mistake. We thought
you?d taken ... l mean ...

Yes? What?
The girl was missing.

And you ran ...
Yes, ran ...

l don?t know if it?s the right word.
But efficiency isn?t illegal here,

or what does the DG say?
lt?s a disciplinary offence

not to move laundry to
the laundry, and nowhere else.

Thank you.

lt seems the good Mrs Drusse is late
so let?s get started.

l?ve mugged up on
this kind of tomfoolery.

We have to decide
whom to invoke.

The DG?s better self?

Bob?s better self?
lt won?t be easy.

Let?s try ... ls our
central medium ready?

Come on, Bob! Come on, Bob ...

Come on, Bob ...

Are you awake now?

What is going to happen, Mummy?

Have you made up your mind?

An hour ago l was sure
l?d do a deal with Aage.

l was about to call him

when l remembered what
Drusse said about the spirits.

That when one was ready,
one could see them.

So l came up here

and all at once

l really could see them.

l understand now
what you said,

that we are all part
of something greater

and the fact that together
we belong on the side of good

renders everything else
insignificant.

They love you, and they trust you.

Though you matter more to me
than anything in the world,

l can?t force you to go against
your nature and your convictions.

Yes.

l will help you to die.

lt was for such
a brief instant.

But l wouldn?t have done
without you for all the world.

Mummy ...

Yes, my beloved?
lt must be now.

While we still can.

l?d like to baptise you.

Then l should like to be called
Frederik, like the Crown Prince.

Babies who do not live to bear
a name are given the king?s name.

Of course you shall
have the king?s name.

l baptise you Frederik.

ln the name of the Father,
the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Thank you, Mummy.

l thank you, Frederik.

No, not by injection, Mummy.

l dare not.

l don?t want to be asleep
when it happens.

Release me, Mummy.
You must release me, Mummy.

Do you think we can do it?
l know we can do it.

Together.

l can?t do it.
You can. l love you, Mummy.

Sing for me.

The sun is so red, Mummy

And the forest black

Now the sun is dead, Mummy ...

No!

Oh!

Hello?
... Can anyone hear me?

l can?t open the door.

Hey, Hook! He?s about to start.

Falcon is about to go.

l?ve put a month?s wages on him.
Take over for ten minutes, OK?

We?re about to test
the Emergency Power Supply.

The mains will cut out
and the generators will cut in.

Just turn the mains power
back on via the red button

if the generator fails to start.
But it always does.

Don?t touch anything else,
specially the big levers.

lt?d be easy to exterminate
the weaker patients.

Falcon, are you ready?

We?re ready here.
5000 on red.

No, l?ll put it on black.

l don?t think he?ll make it today.
Not blind.

... 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 , go!

This won?t do.
lt won?t do at all.

l?ve staked a month?s wages.

And you?re not even cheering.

l don?t like that, shorty.

There he is!

Mogge, it?s daddy.

There he is, the bastard!
Catch him!

After him!

Where in hell did he go?

He?s screwed us all.
Who has?

Moesgaard.
lt?s all his fault.

l?ll bet it is.
l should?ve known it.

Good evening, Bob.

Director General, l mean.

l?ve damned well had enough.

Bob, Bob, you?ve had your day
The lodge will make you go away ...

Like that, is it?

ls this how you combat the occult?

This will cost you dear.

l shall inform the minister himself.

Hello, Bob ... actually l only
receive people on Thursdays.

Who are you?
What are you doing here?

You shouldn?t be here.
Oh, this is my place.

My job.

Work? What are you on about?

l am death.

Yes, it?s going to be a busy night.

What ...
What have l done?

What have l done?

Hello there!

Oh, not again!

The generators
will start in a moment.

We keep a lot of people
alive by machinery.

Control! Come in!
Where the hell are you?

Talk to me! Talk to me!

Come in, Falcon!

Falcon, are you there?
Falcon, come in!

lt?s Christian.

Where the hell is the EPS?

ln a few seconds

we?ll have the biggest hospital
disaster in modern times.

Aage Krger!

Give me back my baby!

The sun turned so red, mum

And the night so black

Little Brother?s dead, mum
And Mona can?t come back

Aage?s roaming out there, mum
So we lock our doors

There?s a draught
upon my pillow, mum

Will the Kingdom
be as before?

My name in all humility
remains Lars von Trier

and l wish you yet again
the obligatory good evening.

lf, despite what you have seen,

you still wish to follow
the Kingdom?s slalom course,

spend more time
with our little flock,

and listen yet again to this
gentleman?s flippant remarks,

for Satan?s sake be prepared
to take the Good with the Evil.

After a day like today

all l need is for that idiot
Jnsson from Lund to show his face.

Excuse me, my name
is Jnsson, from Lund.

l bring greetings for Dr. Helmer

from his wife and
seven children in Bor?s.