[mysterious music]
[underwater churning]
[distant voice echoing]
[Ida] Astrid, open up.
Astrid, come on.
-[Dennis] Coffee? -Mm-hm. Thanks.
I think I'll go to Jakob's funeral.
Yeah.
Wanna come with me? It's on Saturday.
No, I don't.
Do you have any of Ida's things?
Mm-mm.
Do you think Lene has?
I don't know.
You're not thinking of seeing her, are you?
Don't do that.
Why not?
Because your mother's not well.
And it's not healthy for you.
She is so manipulative.
Dad, I've got it under control.
You have barely seen her for the last 20 years.
No, but...
I saw her right before I moved to Bornholm.
Yeah. That's my point.
I don't like it.
[Dennis] Hey, Astrid, careful.
Damn.
Don't play with Mom's teapot, okay?
-We don't want it to fall on the floor. -Mm, yeah.
Ida, it's 7:30.
[Ida] I'm on my way.
Bye-bye.
-See you. -See you.
[uplifting music]
-I'm sorry. -[Amelia] You said a quarter to.
-I'm sorry. I'm sorry. -Come on.
Come here. Gimme a hug.
-Hi. -Hi.
-So typical of you. -Hey.
We're pre-partying at Patrick's on Friday if you wanna come.
Maybe.
-Okay, totally rude. -What?
Am I completely invisible? Couldn't she see me?
Okay, you gotta stop being so touchy.
Well, I don't want to pre-drink with them anyway.
They're actually pretty nice, though.
Yeah, if you like people that are shallow and ridiculous.
-[Jakob] Hey. -Hey.
-Hey, what's up? -What are you doing Sunday night?
-'Cause I've got plans for us. -Nothing.
[scoffs]
-What? -It's not gonna happen.
-You don't even know what it is. -No, but it doesn't matter.
[Amelia] Why?
-My mom. You know that. -[Jakob] We'll figure it out.
-[Ida] Nothing to figure out. -Can't you say you're staying at Amelia's?
-What? -You know where I live, right?
-No, 'cause I haven't been there. -Exactly.
You can't just let your mom dictate your entire life.
I don't do that, Jakob.
[Jakob] Yes, you do.
-I really don't wanna talk about that. -Come on, Ida. Can't you just sneak out?
Of course you can.
What are we even doing?
-Is it the Ouija board again? -No.
You ruined that last time. You're the one that moved the glass.
[Amelia] No. It didn't work.
Well, forget it. This thing is totally different.
This is real.
[theme music]
[rock music plays]
[Jakob] Why can't I be a punk fan and an anarchist at the same time?
Obviously, you can listen to punk music and still be an anarchist,
but you can't care about both...
Ida, have you got a tampon?
I don't think so.
How about a pad, then?
-Ida, have you got a pad? It's important. -No.
-Would you look? -I don't, Amelia.
I thought we were synced up. We used to always be.
No, we've never been in sync.
Anarchism is looking for the perfect system.
So you can be a communist and an anarchist...
-[Amelia] Yeah, he is really hot. -What?
I see how you're looking at him.
I'm not looking in any way.
-Yes, you are. -No.
[Amelia] Well, he is good-looking.
He is just your type.
Do it. Come on. Ask him out.
Oh, don't be like that.
Men are totally into it.
-I'll do it. I'll say something. -No.
-No. Don't. -[Amelia] Hey, Stolli?
-Yeah? -[Amelia] Ida wants to know
-if you want to go to Stengade on Friday. -No, I don't.
-Ridiculous. -That'd make her happy.
-[Stolli] Friday? -Yeah.
-Sure. -That's great.
-That's awesome. -Then you go.
You're welcome. You owe me one.
-You're so stupid. -Hey, come see this, Jakob.
-[Jakob] All right. -[Stolli] Put it on?
[indistinct background chatting]
I didn't think he was your type.
Falke, he's not my type.
You're so annoying.
Why do you have to be like that?
I'm gonna go home before my mom flips.
See ya.
-Can I walk you home? -[Ida] Not today, Falke.
-Hi. -[Dennis] Hi.
It's past seven, Ida.
Calm down.
[Lene] We have an agreement.
Well, yeah, I was with my friends.
You know the rules.
As long as you're living in my house, you have to follow my rules.
[Dennis] She's 18. I think it's fine.
[Lene] And don't you contradict me.
The deal is six o'clock, and you better stick to it.
[Ida] It's like a prison here.
You act like you've never been young.
[Lene] You just don't get it.
It's a different world now.
-It is. -Yeah, but she's no longer a child, okay?
Hi, Lene.
Astrid.
May I...
Come... Come on in.
No. It's okay.
Uh, you can just...
Well, I...
I'll go make some tea, then.
Thanks.
Sit here.
Thanks.
Here.
It's, um, exactly how I remember it.
Hm.
It's a strange thought.
Well, to...
to think that you're older now...
than Ida was when she disappeared.
Yeah.
It's as if no time has really passed.
But when I look at you now, then...
well, then I realize...
how much time...
I've lost.
That we've all lost.
Yeah.
But you moved on, you and Dennis.
It's just so great to see you again.
And you dyed your hair, I see.
-[tea kettle whistles] -Oh, yeah.
Do you remember this?
-Ida loved it. -Yeah.
It's the one we bought, um, on that trip to Crete.
You never let me touch it.
You have to be careful.
[laughs nervously] It's not that you can't...
Well, you have kids of your own, I hear. Yeah, so you know how it is.
I have a little girl.
[chuckles] Is she... Is she as moody as you always were?
[laughs] Don't you remember?
You were always kind of a tiny bit angry.
Nah. I don't remember much from back then.
And we didn't understand 'cause we were used to Ida
and she was always so happy and open and...
I've missed you.
Do you feel better?
-Yeah. -I mean...
did you...
get well?
Hm?
[cuckoo clock chimes]
Ah, that stupid thing.
I'm sorry. It keeps going. It does it all the time.
I don't know. I actually went to get it repaired, but...
And he explained, a very nice and kind young man,
he explained to me what to do. And it...
[cuckoo clock keeps chiming]
[eerie music playing]
Hi.
Are you still mad at Mom?
She's insane.
She's just trying to protect you.
Did she tell you to say that?
No.
Don't listen to her, Astrid.
You can't trust your parents.
But you'll always have me.
You do know that, right?
What's that?
I made it for you.
What kind of bird is it?
Mm, a canary, I think.
It's lovely. [laughs gently]
Thank you.
She loves you. That's all.
What she is doing isn't love.
What is it, then?
It's power.
That's completely different.
IDA BECOMES NEXT MOTHER TERESA AND A DOCTOR
TEACHER SHE WANTS TO DO: HENRIK
[Lene] What are you doing?
You shouldn't be in here.
This is Ida's room.
Sorry.
Well...
One could have asked first.
It is...
It's supposed to look the same, right?
So that she'll feel at home.
When, uh, she comes home again.
[locker door slams shut]
[indistinct student chatter]
-[rock music plays in headphones] -[Ida] Hey.
-Hey. -What are you doing?
Nothing.
Well, I'm waiting for Skipper. We're gonna rehearse.
What's that?
Oh, that's just some demos we've made.
Can I listen?
Yeah. Of course.
[Jakob singing] ♪ Ostara ♪
It's me playing the drums.
♪ Ostara ♪
Who is Ostara?
Oh, that? I don't really know. It's something Skipper wrote.
[bell rings]
Hey.
What's up? What are you doing here?
Oh, I just had to speak to Henrik?
Henrik.
Eh, what was the assignment for tomorrow?
The secret of learning is to read what speaks to you.
-So... -So...
Pursue your passion.
Pursue my passion?
Pursue your passion.
[Jakob] All right. Let's go.
I've heard that new stuff.
-What, our stuff? -Yeah.
Okay, what do you think?
I thought that, uh... [laughs] ...it was pretty good.
-[Jakob] Is it all right? -[Ida] I thought so.
[eerie music playing]
Hi. I'm sorry to bother you.
-I'm a journalist... -Wait a moment.
[frustrated sigh] Dammit.
I'm a journalist, and I'm making a show about the students
who disappeared in '99.
Oh, I wasn't at the school back then, but I remember, of course.
I found a yearbook where there's a teacher Henrik
-who's mentioned. -Hm.
I was hoping you could maybe help me find out what his last name is?
And those three who were behind it?
The ones who didn't disappear.
-No, that hasn't been proven. -Oh?
-No. -I thought it was.
We lived near the driver's cousin.
The guy who drove the truck that night. He was in a coma.
-Who, the driver? -Yeah.
Totally gone.
But did he wake up again?
You stay right there.
-Who? -The driver?
Oh, I don't know.
We don't live there anymore, so...
-Eh, are you sure his name is Henrik? -Yeah.
There's no record of a teacher named Henrik that year.
Well, that's strange.
Can you see who's registered as their main teacher?
[door slams]
I can't seem to find anything.
-There's no one on record. -Oh.
We usually have our papers in order.
[Ida] Good night. I'm going to bed.
[Lene] Okay, honey. Good night.
[Dennis] Good night.
Amelia?
Jakob?
[suspenseful music playing]
Falke?
Amelia?
-[Ida screams] -[Amelia laughs]
What are you doing?
-You should've seen your face. -You really scared me.
Come on. It's this way.
[Ida] You're so mean. Why do that?
-[Amelia] Take it easy. -[Ida] Why would you do that?
[Amelia] Calm down. I'm sorry. We're happy you came.
[Ida] Why would you do that to me?
[Jakob] The initiated were buried here.
[Falke] Initiated in what? Who are they?
I don't know who they are, but look at the symbol.
And here.
Michael Remolino.
1830 to 1880.
-Is it like a Freemason thing or what? -No, no.
Gregers Turbilhao. 1880 to 1957.
[Amelia] But what does it mean?
-It's a mystery. -No, stop. Stop. Come on.
-[Jakob] But it is. -What are we doing?
I'll tell you.
[scoffs]
[bell tolling in distance]
Hi. Hi.
Thank you.
-Hi. -Hey.
I'm sorry for your loss.
Thank you.
Um, I'm sorry I called you like that.
Don't worry about it.
Mathias.
[beeps]
[Jakob] This is a Grimoire.
-[Falke] What is that? -[Jakob] A magic book.
Look at the symbol.
It's the same.
And you can only get rid of it
if somebody gives you more than what you gave for it.
-And what did you give for it? -My soul.
So if I give you my soul and a cent, can I have it?
[laughs]
I actually stole it.
-From whom? -I haven't read it all.
And most of it I don't understand.
But it says all these crazy things about rituals.
I think it's really old.
[Falke] Is it like that book in The Evil Dead?
[Jakob] Except this one's real.
-This isn't real. -Look, I know it's real.
Hey, Jakob, what is that thing?
[Jakob] Cyning sayeth,
"What good gifts hast thou for me?"
"For gifts thee will giveth me."
"If thou seeketh joy, thee must first suffer."
[Amelia] Could you sound more pretentious, Jakob?
Cyning sayeth,
-"Giveth thy own life." -[mouths]
"Which thee so reluctantly forsake."
"Giveth without coercion
lest all will suffer."
[Amelia] Eh, I understand nothing. Who is "Cyning"?
[Jakob] That's the king.
So, you have to sacrifice yourself freely, or you'll be punished.
-Sacrifice or what? -Death, I think.
And who's the king?
[Jakob] So, there's this map of an island.
As far as I understand,
there'll be a ceremony here during the equinox.
[Amelia] Equinox?
The day of the year when day and night are the same length.
[Jakob] It's a ritual.
For someone called Ostara.
[Amelia scoffs]
Shouldn't we go?
What's the harm?
-You know where the island is? -Yes, I know where it is.
Falke, it's not true. It's just something...
No, I mean it. This is real.
-[Amelia] Totally crazy. -[Jakob] Nothing to lose.
-[Amelia] He's fucking with us. -[Jakob] I'm not.
There isn't some small island with these strange rituals.
[Jakob] What if there is?
-[Amelia echoes] You made this up. -[Jakob echoes] No.
[Falke echoes] But how do you know that it's true?
[Jakob] We'll have a great trip either way.
[Amelia] I'm gonna come. Only to see your face...
[Jakob] Fine.
[echoing voices fade]
[Mathias] It was always you and me, little brother.
We were a team. We were the Skipper boys.
We were the tough guys from the streets of Helsinge.
Nobody would mess with us.
Eh, I just need a...
I tried to help you, but you didn't want that.
Your brother was a murderer, and you know it.
Not now.
[woman] He killed my daughter.
He killed all of them.
You all pretend it isn't true, but you know it is.
-I have to ask you to leave the church. -[woman] You should be ashamed.
-[man] Please, you have to leave. -Don't touch me. Hypocrites!
You're a bunch of hypocrites. All of you.
My daughter is dead,
and I have a right to be here.
We never knew what was going on inside your head.
[intense music]
[music swells]
[music stops]
[Ida] It's like sometimes I just feel like nothing matters.
-Know that feeling? -Yeah.
My mom used to tell me this story
about a teeny tiny man who was trapped inside a dandelion.
He screamed and yelled, but nobody ever heard him.
I feel like that sometimes.
We're all alone, and nothing ever makes a difference.
If you choose to do something different, you'll make a difference.
Not if there is no free choice, Jakob.
Hm. If you just believe that you have free will,
then it doesn't matter if you actually have it.
-But I don't believe that. -Then start believing.
You can't. It's not how it works.
I believe in reincarnation.
But that's so stupid, Jakob.
-Then it makes no sense. -[snickers]
Then you could just redo it in your next life.
You do see it, right?
The road is already paved.
We can scream and yell all we want inside the small dandelion,
but nothing really means anything.
Nothing even matters.
Did that not matter?
[Jakob breathes heavily]
[Ida moans]
[Jakob moans]
[Jakob grunts and groans]
[Jakob sighs]
Was it all right?
Yeah.
Was it weird because we're friends?
It was my first time.
Sorry, I didn't know that.
You shouldn't say sorry, Jakob.
I like you.
I just didn't think you felt the same way.
I didn't think so either.
Yeah, right.
[laughs]
What's the deal with Marrakesh?
I don't know.
I've just always been drawn to it.
I'm moving after the summer.
I'll come with you.
What?
-I'll come. -What are you talking about?
I'm serious.
I'll move with you.
Then we can smoke hookah every day.
And drink tea with lots of sugar.
[Ida chuckles]
When did you get that?
What is it?
It's a date.
Yeah, I see that.
But what date is it?
My date of death.
And how would you know on which date you're gonna die?
[downstairs door opens]
[footsteps]
[whispering] Get out. Out. Hurry up.
[sighs]
[Astrid chuckles]
What did you do then?
[Vera] We played Go Fish.
[Astrid] Oh.
But then Theo got mad at me.
He said that I hid the cards under the table.
-Did you? -Yes.
Or else I would've lost.
[David] Sweetie?
Can I talk to Mom for a bit?
-Bye, Mom. -Bye. Love you.
-Go play in your room. -Okay.
Hey, what's up? Are you okay?
Yeah, I think so.
Um, yeah.
And it's going well with the show?
Yeah.
And your dad and Isobel, are they okay?
Yeah, it's, um,
-like it always is, you know. -Okay.
And what else?
Well...
You're not forgetting me, right?
No, we talk about you every day.
Hm. What of you? What else? What did you do today?
Uh, well, today Vera had a trip. With her class.
She was a little upset because the bus driver scolded them.
It was something about jumping on the seats.
You'd think they were used to kids since it's part of the job.
Hm.
Do you have any idea of when you're coming back?
No, not really yet.
-I've been thinking lately. -Hm?
About everything.
About the things you said before you left.
[Astrid types]
-Yeah? -Well, about us.
-Maybe you're right. -Hm.
DRIVER WAKES UP FROM COMA
I said maybe you're right.
Yeah? About what?
-About you and me. -Oh, right.
You're not working, are you?
Oh, no, no, no.
-I'm so fuckin' stupid. Really? -No. I'm here.
-I'm right here. I'm listening. -No, you're not.
That is exactly the problem. You never listen to me.
You disappear. It's always the same.
-Talk later. -[hang up sound]
Hi, you're speaking to Astrid Agerskov.
May I speak to Torben Brink?
-Hi, I'm Astrid. -[woman 2] Hi.
-Well, come on in. -Thank you.
You can hang your coat there.
-He's taking a nap right now. -Okay.
But it won't be long before he wakes up.
Yeah.
-Would you close the door? -Yes.
Do you knit?
Uh, no, no. Not really.
Or no, not at all, actually. No.
I just started.
-Okay. -I highly recommend it.
-Yeah. -It's good for the soul.
I'm knitting socks right now.
Yeah?
Well, socks are always useful.
-Yes, that's how I feel too. -Hm.
-Those you can't have too many of. -No.
Hm.
[Torben] Doris?
Well, that's him.
Come.
Let's hope he's in a good mood.
["Let Me Call You Sweetheart" playing quietly]
Come on in. It's time for his medicine.
-Hey, you. Come on, open up. -Mm.
Come on, Torben.
Mm.
[sighs]
Torben, can you open your mouth?
Uh? You have to stuff it in his mouth, otherwise he won't take it.
Good.
Mm. Mm.
Yeah.
The girl wants to talk to you.
-Which girl? -This one.
-Ah, the girl. -Coffee?
Uh, yes, please. I'd like that.
Hey.
I'm Astrid.
Can I ask you something?
I know you.
I don't think so.
Wanna play?
Twenty-two.
Twenty-one.
Twenty-three.
Could I ask you something?
[recorder beeps]
Do you remember driving a truck full of students?
Mm.
Mm-mm?
[deeply] Mm-mm.
Look what I've got here.
-Huh? -Girls and boys.
Yeah, that's right.
Do you recognize anybody?
I don't like them.
-Why? -They're not nice.
Why not?
What about that girl Ida? You remember her?
She's not happy.
Not at all happy.
[breathes quickly]
The girl is gone.
Where is she?
"My Bonnie lies over the ocean."
[hums "My Bonnie Lies over the Ocean"]
Excuse me, but what-- what actually happened to him?
It was hard to figure out.
The brain scan didn't show anything wrong, but he was in a coma for three years.
And then I got this guy back.
But you get used to it after 18 years.
Till death do us part.
-Hm. Would you like a smoke? -No, thanks.
But there are some perks.
He always bugged me about the smoking. [laughs]
Is he ever himself?
Do you ever get through to him, just for a moment?
"Himself"?
This is him.
It would be a lie
if I said I'd never considered sending him somewhere they could look after him.
But then again,
once in a while he looks at me for a second...
and it's as if...
the old Torben is still in there.
[furniture crashes]
[Torben grunts]
Torben, for fuck's sake.
Torben? Torben!
Call an ambulance.
Torben, can you hear me?
Torben, Torben. Easy, easy.
Hurry up, goddamn it. I'm right here.
Relax, relax.
Easy, easy there.
Hey, I'm right here. Torben?
[voice fades] Torben?
[suspenseful music playing]
[eerie music playing]