'This is for everyone caught in a time loop.
Maybe you stumbled into it, like me.
Or you lost someone, who knows?'
What was that?
The wind.
'Wanna know how to get out?'
We need to get out of here.
'With one single decision.'
Yes.
Are you quitting because of money?
No, I want to go home. This is home.
Home to Montreal. 15 years in Sweden is enough.
Canada? You do know how many seasons they have?
I know that joke. We want our son to know his grandparents.
Your fly.
We found a house. I just have to sign the contract.
Son?
Malik.
If it's a girl, then, well, you pick the name.
OK? OK.
'Leo still didn't know I was pregnant.
But we always said...'
Is she pregnant?Not yet.
OK.
..as soon as we'd started a family, we'd move on.
Hence his resignation.
And the house in Montreal.'
Oh! What the hell are you doing?
Welcome to Bagno. I'm Wilma.
'And the flight that evening.'
Do you have a pen and paper? Sure.
'When you know you're seeing someone for the last time in your life,
you need to tell them everything.
Make sure you say all that matters.
Only, I didn't know that.'
I'm flying.
'I hope my note still gives him the whole truth.'
Is Allie OK?Great.
'Leo died along with 125 passengers
and the crew of Flight 2205 on the night of October the 31st.
As for me?
I had to decide.
Do I die with him each and every day in a kind of time loop?
Or do I move on,
and keep a part of him alive in some way?
"15 years on,
which past do you believe I went for?"
Mrs Kleyn, I think the applause speaks for itself.
But let me get to the burning question.
How much of your novel, Souls, is based on reality
and how much is fiction?
Well, I sometimes ask myself the same.
It's been almost 15 years since Flight 2205 crashed.
That much we know.
Also that the pilot, Leo Kleyn, was your husband.
Souls, first and foremost, is a novel.
Am I a pathologist in real life? Yes.
Were there 21 corpses? No.
Souls was never intended to be a factual account.
But rather?
I wanted to find a reason to continue living without Leo.
When each day feels meaningless and every day is exactly the same.
So, the novel is about a time loop
and explores finding a way out of it.
And learning to accept that Leo has passed.
Then my therapist, Markus, presented me with a choice.
Leo, or our unborn daughter, Linn.
Thank you. Are there any questions?
What was written on the note that you gave Leo?
That's between Leo and me.
And these?
There with the rest, they'll be picked up tomorrow.
Now go.
Mama?
Wake up, Mama.
Where have you been?
I was so worried.
I'm sorry.It's OK.
Oh.Just pretend I'm not here.
Sit down.Mama. I've come to say goodbye to you.
Say goodbye? Please don't worry about me.
I'll be all right.
I'm breaking off contact and the choice is mine.
For how long? Weeks, I think.
More like months. Months?
I may only have a few months left.
Is it because of our fight?
No.The treatment.No.Why then?
It's complicated. To go back to a past life.
A past life? You?
I want to know if we'll meet again.
In another life.
For months, you tried to pressure me into starting this treatment.
Then you vanish and show up weeks later
to say what now?
What happened to your "fight for this life?"
She's not here to explain... You're not really here, remember?
Linn.
You know that it was never about you believing.Let's go. Linn.
Having all your hope in a next life has brought you so much comfort.
I thought I'd try it, too. Let's go, Linn, you've said it all.
Why do you have to say goodbye? Linn, come on.
I have to go. At least tell me where you're going.
You will understand soon. Linn!
Trust me.
Linn.
Linn!
You won't need that anymore.
Go ahead.
Big kids can draw, too.
Nice to meet you. I'm Dr Piras.
Your parents told me about you.
Stay standing if you prefer.
Relax, we're just getting to know one another.
Yes, your parents have told me what had happened at school.
And, no,
I'm not here to believe you or not.
But I do believe
each of us experiences stress and trauma.
You really don't want to be here, do you?
Right?
I'm not mad. I didn't say you are.
My parents think I am. Do I look like your parents?
My own parents did the same to me and it wasn't cool-
You tell me your parents did the same to you,
then I'm supposed to talk?
Right?
There's no fooling you. I skipped a year.
I'm sure my parents have told you.
Yeah, they sure did.
Do you have a phone?
Fine.
You're determined not to talk to me, so I'll read
and you can do internet surfing.
I'll get paid regardless.
But for someone who doesn't want to talk,
it does surprise me that of all the toys in the room,
that's the one you chose.
The subconscious is a dangerous confidant.
It knows all the things we suppress.
I skipped a whole year, too.
Jacob seems willing to talk.
That goes against post-traumatic stress disorder.
The tests seem to confirm this.
But, to be honest,
I've never come across that before. I'm really at a loss.
After all that he's been through, we have to assume
he's been traumatised. The car crash.
Your separation.
A separation is traumatic for adolescents, too.
Maybe it's that the car crash only exacerbated that.
What?A fear of loss.
He's afraid of losing you both.
So why is he claiming
he was the pilot of 2205? There's no connection between the two.
How did you react when he told you about
the plane crash and his supposed rebirth?
We looked after him. Exactly.
You gave him your undivided attention.
Attention remedies fear of loss.
So he's lying. Slow down.
Above all, he has a concern.
I asked him what it felt like to die.
Know what he said?
He felt sadness.
He died and lost the people he loved.
Is it true you never told him why you separated?
Speak to each other.
Spend lots of time with him.
If possible, together.
I'm Linn's mother.
You are her flatmate?
So she's not here?
No.
But she told me you'd be coming.
Did she?
Do you know where she is? No, she just disappeared.
"She just disappeared."
You didn't find it strange that she left without saying anything?
Well, Linn's been acting weird since she stopped working.
She quit her job at the newspaper?
It's been there for a while.
What happened before she disappeared?
She packed.
For how long?No idea, but they're picking me up.
If my mother comes round here, and you still haven't had
contact from me by then, give her this.
I'm sorry, but she's leaving me no other option.
With what? She's not well.
OK?
Why are you leaving?
She doesn't want to fight, so I've got to. I've tried everything else.
So I gotta go. Right?
Clear.
She was pretty messed up.
When I went back into her room, she was gone.
That box has waited for you since.
So how did it go?
I'll tell you tonight.
OK.
Where are you now? Taking Jacob bowling. Why?
Just wondering. I'll see you later.
Jacob's first.
And...?
He seems normal.
How about Jacob has dinner at your place?
Really?
Yeah.
Drop him off at Rob's afterwards.
If you do the league game tonight.
Deal.
Thanks.
Jacob?
Do you still think about the car crash?
Yeah.
Were you afraid?
No.
You say you remember the plane crash.
Only since the car crash.
You were the pilot?
So you remember your own death?
Yeah.
What does it feel like to die, Jacob?
Are you OK?
If you stay, we could watch a horror movie.
I have a crazy zombie film from South Korea.No.
I'm sleeping at Rob's.
I'm glad you've made friends.
That's important, you know?
The lunatic escaped the asylum. What a loser!
Where's your book gone, Captain Clever?
I don't want to talk.
I see. Then why are you here?
My parents sent me to a psychologist.
Oh.
so, what did you say?
I'm going along with it. I've been there.
It's better to make a happy family.
It's easier. They don't listen anyway.
No.
They all think I'm a freak.
I know how you feel. Stop it.
Have you looked at my parents?
Yeah, and?
Did you notice anything?
Exactly, smart-ass. I'm adopted.
My parents seem to pretend not to notice people gawking at me.
Oh.So do not tell me to stop it, OK.
Come on. I don't feel like dancing.
Stay by yourself, then.
# So don't pretend
# To forget about your oldest friend
# Cos I could pick up all the pieces
# In the end
# You...
The pilot flashbacks started after the car crash, right?
It doesn't matter.
I shouldn't have said anything.
Too late.
What else do you remember?
I really don't want to talk about it.
Just tell me.
Only one flashback.
Two minutes inside the cockpit as the plane crashed.
No shit?No shit.
One flashback is not much though, right?
I know.
Maybe you should just crash the car into the water again.
What?
This is idiotic.Why?
If we mess up, I'll die. That's the whole point.
Jacob, just yank this rope.
When you feel like you're about to pass out, just like in the crash.
This isn't the same thing. It's exactly the same thing.
You nearly drowned but you survived. A near-death experience.
Maybe I could just take a dip?
You've already tried that. But it didn't trigger new flashbacks. So?
The freak from 10th grade is drowning himself!
I'm not angry, but you could've drowned.
Are you listening?
Jacob, please open the door.
Jacob?
Hey.
Oh, God. We can't go on like this.
You have to start talking to us.
Talk to me.
It's my fault. I shouldn't have let him go out alone.It's OK.
He's 14.
He was always going to start sneaking off to parties.
Hey.
Tomorrow's a new day.
I have to go.What?
What's your problem?
Don't I deserve a second chance? What do I have to do?
I quit drinking, and what? I'm doing anger management.
That's all for Jacob. So what do I have to do for you?
Was it wrong to hit you? Yes.
Did I stop that? Yes. Did I apologise a thousand times? Yes.
Why is that not good? I'm leaving.
You're not leaving till you answer.Let me go.
Tell me.You want to know why?Yes.
You want to know why. Tell me.
I never loved you. That's why.
You don't mean that.
There.
You don't mean that.
Of course you loved me. Of course you loved me!
I'm talking to you. Get back here!
Hey! Hanna!
Of course you loved me.
'Hey, I just wanted to see if you'd really do it
you know, the pool thing.
Anyone who'd do that must be telling the truth.
I believe you, if that's any consolation.
Catch you later, Captain Clever.'
Hanna.
Hey!
"I think your son is telling the truth.
Call me if you want to know more."
Hello, Mama.
Sorry for suddenly leaving like that.
But you wouldn't have let me go.
I...
I found him.
The man who did your return.
Sebastian, the dispatcher for Flight 2205.
Papa's flight.
He's gathered a number of followers.
I'm one of them.
Or so he thinks.
Since we last saw him, he's done the same thing to hundreds of others.
They believe they lived before.
Some kill themselves in the hope of being reborn.
Or try to.
Like you.
I'll do anything to be returned to a past life.
I need to know how he manipulates people.
Then I'll finally be able to show you what he did to you back then.
Mama?
If you see this,
something's probably gone wrong.
Please don't blame yourself.
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