Mads, can I show you this?
What's up?
-Check it out. -What is it?
I think Hans planted this in my neck before he killed himself.
I know it has something to do with him.
Okay, come.
It glowed with a kind of flashing blue light,
almost like a pulse when I was bleeding.
Okay.
Ow, ow.
Okay, see?
It reacts to blood.
It certainly reacts to organic material. Let me see.
What's that sound?
What are you doing?
The vibrations and the lights match. Could be a pattern.
Like a message.
Maybe.
Decode it.
If you stop interrupting me.
-Close the door! Close the door. -Are you having a party?
No, we're uncovering a worldwide conspiracy that extends
to the entire universe and all known universes.
-Elvis! -Yeah?
I'm afraid you gotta go.
Close the door!
What's up? What's good?
Give me a second.
-What's going on? -Get out.
-What? -Give me a second! Out.
-Okay, here. -Yeah.
This one as well. I need to be able to concentrate, okay?
Come on, guys.
Let's go.
Maybe I should text that girl that I just met.
Do you know her name?
I actually like her.
-That's really great. -Yeah.
Come! Hurry up!
Okay, so I listened to the resonances, and this is what I picked up on.
-It's a lot of numbers. -What is it?
-Is it a time of day? A date? -How?
Well, it could be a birthday or something.
Yeah, it's a birthday ball. Congrats.
Maybe each number is a letter in the alphabet.
-No, no. -Well, what if it's--
Emma, Emma, Emma, stop it! Let me explain.
It could be all sorts of things, beyond time and space.
That's right. It goes beyond both.
The ball sends a signal.
A sound wave we can't hear, but the microphone can, all right? Listen.
If we move the microphone, it can't detect the signal.
But if it's at a bearing of exactly 170 degrees…
…facing south.
That's where the signal is.
And what's 170 degrees south of here?
The old sawmill, right outside of Middelbo.
This is so friggin' awesome, man. Yes!
-Whoo! Fuck, man! -That's insane, man.
-This is important. -Let's go.
No, Elvis and I will go.
Okay, that's the plan.
Mads, I have to figure out why this happened to me.
It didn't happen to you. It happened to us.
And now, Elvis and I are going out there to check it out, okay?
Right.
I'll figure it out.
Lukas?
Hello.
Why are you here? Didn't I say stay away?
Yeah, but something happened. I think you can help.
-Oh, yeah? -I found this.
-What? -It's nothing.
What are you doing here?
-Did you bring him with you? -I didn't.
I'm sorry. It's no big deal. Emma wanted me to see you.
See me?
He can help.
I'm sorry, but we're wasting your time.
It's nothing. Come, Emma.
I'm sorry.
What are you doing? Why did you show up like that?
When did you meet him?
-The other day. -How?
-What do you mean? -Did he find you, or did you find him?
Does it matter?
Hans dies in a suspicious way and implants a fucking ball in your neck,
and then this guy in a suit appears and offers to help.
He's from Astraeus. They'll do anything for information.
They want what I know. What did you say?
Okay, listen. He's one of them. He's like Hans.
-Okay. -He was the guy in the house.
So the pretty boy can run 300,000 miles per hour?
You think everything is all about Astraeus.
You think everything is about outer space.
I'm not making this shit up. It's facts. It's data, research, okay?
-Why shouldn't I believe him? -Why shouldn't you?
He shows up exactly when you need his help.
He offers to help understand the situation that you're in.
And he lives down by the harbor like fucking Batman.
-Batman actually lives in a cave. -Yeah, thanks.
I think it sounds really stupid.
Especially when you say it like that.
What?
What if I was chosen?
Why did he plant that ball in my neck?
You were chosen because you were there.
Hans needed the ball out of the house.
The ball was the letter, and you were the envelope, okay?
Let's go before you fuck something else up.
Frederik.
Where are you going?
I have to go to work.
Give me the ball. Emma. Emma!
I don't need her help.
Emma.
Sorry, I'll be quick.
No, come with me, please.
We do a routine checkup of all new employees.
It'll be over before you know it, and then we'll let you go.
Routine check of what?
This way.
It's just a regular health and background check for insurance purposes.
Let's go.
Please sit right there.
Ow.
-Please fill out this whole form. -Mm-hmm.
Then put it on the table when you're done with it.
Okay. "Describe yourself in a few words."
Hi, Mom.
Where are you?
Oh, there you are.
What's going on?
I've been thinking.
You said you felt like you didn't fit in here.
That you wished you grew up somewhere else,
somewhere far away.
So what?
Have a seat.
I have an appointment with a realtor.
He's showing us a handful of apartments in Copenhagen.
-When? -Tomorrow.
We can't do that.
It's not set in stone. At least not yet. But maybe we'll find something anyway.
But, Mom, I have a job. I have things to do.
Mm-hmm. I'd like us to have a look at these places.
It'll be good for us.
I know this seems a little out of the blue.
A little?
Yeah, but this is what we're doing.
-Well, I don't want to. -It's not your decision to make.
-I wanna stay here. -No.
That's not your decision.
We're doing what I say!
Hi, there.
No.
-Cool. -Cool how?
Just… you know…
I've been thinking.
Nah, I don't think you have been.
You are cool.
Jonas, I didn't come here to talk to you.
That's harsh.
-I'll come by your place later. -No, you won't.
Yeah, I will. And it's cool, 'cause I'm not mad.
-It'll be just you and me, okay? -You okay?
-We're actually talking here. -Jonas is talking.
-See you later. -No, you won't.
-Yeah, I will. -Go away.
Pussy Fred!
Hi.
-What's up? -What are you doing here?
What do you mean? I just love motocross.
I texted both of you.
Frederik, bring your car?
Mm-hmm. It's parked over there.
Let's go.
-Where? -To the sawmill.
But Mads said he and Elvis were going.
Yeah, well, I don't agree.
Me and Frederik are going there now, right?
-Yep. -Are you coming?
Yeah.
NO TRESPASSING PRIVATE
-Wanna get that, Marie? -Yeah.
Is this it?
Yeah.
Should we call Mads?
Great idea. We'll call Mads and say, "Hi, Mads, we went without you."
Yeah, fabulous idea, Frederik.
-Let's just go. -Wait.
What's wrong?
Don't know. It's just…
This place is deserted. Come on.
-I'm going. -What?
-You stay here. -Frederik.
He does this shit all the time.
I feel sorry for him.
Why?
You're gonna have to tell him.
Tell him what?
That you're not interested.
He's so into you.
And he doesn't know that--
that you and I…
Marie…
-It wasn't-- -Yeah.
No, no.
What are you doing?
Stay here. I'll find him.
Hi.
Hello.
What are you doing here?
W-what?
This is private property.
It's a road.
Are you alone?
Uh, yeah. Seems so.
Would you get out of the car, please?
No, thanks.
I think your friend would appreciate it if you came with me.
Come on.
Who are you?
Sit down.
Are there any others?
No.
How did you find this place?
We were just driving around.
We're a long way from town, you know?
There are fences and seven different signs.
How'd you miss them?
I'm not sure.
-You're not sure. -No.
We trying to find a place to fuck.
That's all. But we can fuck at home.
That's not an issue.
Hello.
We need to search the area.
Oh, fuck.
We're building a biodynamic farm.
We keep the place private and isolated
so fools like you don't come and ruin everything.
-It was stupid of us. -Yeah.
I work with new types of companies.
Very sensitive.
Is this clear?
-Yeah. -Totally. It's clear.
Boring place. No reason to come.
Good.
-Then piss off. -Yeah.
Don't let them go.
Give me your phones. Right now.
-What? -Give them to us!
You stay here.
-Where is she? -She went looking for you.
Call Mads.
I told her to stay in the car.
This place is fucking creepy.
This is Mads.
We fucked up. We went out there and can't find Emma.
Do you need help?
Can you track her phone?
I don't need to. She's on her way.
-She's on her way to you? -Yeah, she called me. Hurry up.
She left without us.
No, no.
-She's not here? -You said she was here.
We left without her because you said she was here.
I said she was on her way, okay? She'll show up.
Elvis and I were supposed to go out there.
-You guys almost fucked it all up. -Yeah, but we left without her.
She's gonna show up.
We have to go get her.
You know she's been with-- with both of you?
What?
She slept with you, Frederik, and then with you, Marie.
One then the other. Both of you, okay?
She took advantage of both of you.
Marie, this is bigger than us.
We're in it together.
We don't have time for people who go their own way.
Emma isn't special. She's just--
-She's just what? -Huh?
An envelope? A vessel Hans could store the ball in?
A person you leave behind?
Because she doesn't care. She's not one of the group.
That's so touching, guys.
So nice, really.
Thank you.
I set off the car alarm so you could get out of that house.
But I guess that doesn't matter.
I had the ball planted in my neck. Not you, Mads.
I was there when Hans died. All these things are happening to me.
And I don't wanna sit around just because you wanna call the shots.
You are gonna fuck this up for us. Astraeus is ready to--
Yeah, Astraeus.
Okay, so tell us what you saw out there.
Because you saw something, didn't you?
Tell us. We wanna hear it. Don't we?
There was nothing there.
Hello.
Are you here?
Hello!
Hello.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
Shit.
Emma!
Go!
You have to help me.
-What did you find? -They're after me.
-You have to-- -What did you find?
Show it to me.
Who are you?
I'm trying to figure that out.