Who were you before?
Nobody.
-Don't you have a past? -No.
Everybody has some form of past.
I don't.
I don't need to know anyway.
This is who you are now. Lykke Sundby.
Lykke Sundby. That sounds nice.
No matter who you were, this is who you are now.
And the child?
This is Emma.
-And she's yours? -Of course.
You're a single parent?
You said you didn't need to know all that stuff.
Thank you.
This is Emma. Leave a message if you want.
Hey. Where are you?
I'm sorry about yesterday. Can we talk later?
Bye. Bye, kisses.
It was my teacher, Hans.
He pushed it into my neck.
Why do you think he chose me?
Maybe it was coincidence.
I was just an envelope.
They want to hide the ball from me because it leads to their spaceship.
The ball reacted to the sphere at the old sawmill.
We have to go there.
I just ran away from them.
I need you to show me where it is.
Why are they here?
Why?
Yes, why did they choose Earth?
Because they think they can hide.
Because they look like you.
The two of us look like each other.
I don't look like you.
This is just how I appear.
It was here.
It's them.
That's their spaceship.
They moved it.
He was here too.
My teacher.
-He was… -Absorbed.
Yes.
Or dissolved. I don't know how to phrase it.
The ball's no longer connected.
It's useless.
Come on.
How do we find them?
-I don't know. -Who knows, then?
-This is your responsibility. -Mine?
-It's your fault they're gone. -What could I have done?
-Could've come to me. -I hardly know who you are.
I told you.
You're hunting an intergalactic terror organism
that wants to conquer Earth. Sure.
Sorry if I didn't immediately get that.
That's irony. Is that not a thing where you come from?
My job is to find them.
I need to know how many they are, and where they are.
-And I need to stop them. -Because otherwise we all die.
Yes.
Why were you at your teacher's house?
He was on a list of people who were there the night they came.
A list of those who came?
Yes.
Or not just that. All kinds of people, I think.
It's on an external hard drive. Mads practically sleeps with it.
I need that list.
I can't get it.
We had an argument.
What about her? Have you talked to her?
Yeah, I kind of like her.
She seems sort of nice.
-She's quite nice. -Yeah.
Hey.
Hey. I thought you left.
Yeah.
That was kind of uncool of me.
I didn't mean what I said.
I just wanted to say that I respect that you found all the material.
You're really brilliant.
I think I was just a bit scared after I was abandoned
with the violent psychos at the sawmill.
So, I'm sorry.
I know this is your project.
-Do you want these? -Of course.
-All right. Strawberry… -Thank you.
I also wondered if I could see the pictures of Jonas and Zannie again.
-Ah! So that was why. -No, it wasn't--
-Stop it. -It's okay.
I'd like to--
What a giant idiot!
Shit!
-Sorry! -No…
No, goddammit.
-I'm really sorry. -It's okay, Emma. I'll fix it.
-Come here. -Go away.
-Let me see. -Fuck off.
Come on, man. Let's get your pants off.
You don't need to help me.
Relax. No one's here to see anything.
It's a pain in the ass. Don't.
No! Stop it.
-Why are you so fucking spoiled? -Get off me.
-Don't grab my crotch. -Relax, man.
-Fuck off! -I'm trying to help.
Don't help me. I don't need your help.
Relax.
-It's really gross. -It's not gross at all.
Yes, it is!
Why are you always so angry? Come on, man!
-Hey. -Hi.
I'm really sorry about yesterday.
But you lied.
-No, I didn't. -Yes, you did.
You let me believe we had something.
But we did, didn't we?
Please…
Could you just be honest from now on?
I can't tell you how to feel…
but I don't want to be lied to.
Can't we just… start over?
Sure.
Hey. What's up?
Are you back?
No.
Fuck.
Fuck!
She fucking took my hard drive!
What am I looking for?
You tell me.
You're the one looking.
How can you live here?
I don't live here. I'm just here.
I can't figure this out.
It's just a computer.
It's like you're from outer space.
That's a joke. Give it to me.
Okay.
There are two folders.
Let's try "south."
That guy.
He was at the sawmill.
I know him. He's from back home.
Where is he?
There's an address.
Let's go.
-Where did you get that? -I found it.
-Found it? -Yeah. It was just parked.
-So you're driving a stolen car? -But nobody was using it.
That's not at all how the system works here.
You never explained how you know how to drive.
I learned.
My instructor says I'm "directionally challenged."
You're all so hung up on directions. Right, left.
North and south.
-How do you navigate? -It's easy.
We always know where we are and where we're going.
Okay.
How new age of you.
We're just constantly lost here.
Are you sure Emma gave it to them?
A hundred percent.
All right!
Listen up!
I want to talk to your leader.
Now!
I know what you're doing.
Hello!
Fucking do something!
What do you want us to do?
I want you to return my hard drive.
Did someone take the boy's hard drive?
Emma took it.
Emma?
I just need it back, okay?
I know who you are.
You call yourselves Astraeus, but you're something else.
You investigate extraterrestrial life.
-I don't quite follow. -I don't think that's your only problem.
What's your theory then?
I think that you just don't understand
where the intergalactic signal originated from.
I think you're confused because there were no more signals.
I think you found information about the meteor strike in Middelbo,
and it baffles you.
It baffles you that there were traces of recoil sediments in the crater.
That would never happen unless the object was trying to stop itself.
Is that all?
I think that everything you're hiding, including my hard drive,
is right behind
that door.
The welding hall.
I don't know what you expected to find, but it's not here.
It's easy to connect the dots and draw a conclusion.
But that doesn't mean it's the right one.
All right. Back to work.
Yes?
-Hi. -Hello.
We're looking for a man.
This guy.
Yes.
-He might live here. -When was the last time you saw him?
I don't remember.
Did he have any visitors?
Who are you?
It's my dad.
Your dad?
Yes.
I haven't seen him in almost a year.
He hasn't been well.
I just want to see him again.
All right, then.
If you go that way and then turn left at the cottages,
he's at the end in the motor home.
Okay. Thank you so much.
Why did you say he's your dad?
I had to say something.
But it's not true.
Nope.
Why didn't she know it wasn't true?
I sounded credible.
I could tell.
-You could tell I was lying? -Yes.
Don't you lie where you're from?
No.
All right. Boring.
Hey.
Do you think it's here?
It's locked.
That's usually not a problem.
What the hell are you doing?
We're trying to get in.
We're looking for someone.
You can't just break in.
No.
But…
It's my dad.
Your dad?
I haven't seen him in…
a year.
I can't remember when I last spoke to him.
He hasn't paid rent for two months.
You can go in and take all his crap.
Okay. Thanks.
No!
Take everything that could be his.
Hey, why don't you just relax for a second?
Why should I? It's over.
-It doesn't have to be. -What do we do?
Astraeus are actually building ships.
I was wrong. That's all.
And all those people we kept an eye on?
-And the lists and the signal? -None of that is worth shit!
While we sat here, Emma's been figuring out all the stuff I should have.
I was supposed to…
She took my hard drive. My knowledge.
You can't let her just take that from you, Mads.
She screwed us over.
She won. I thought I knew it all, but I don't know shit.
Can you just get lost? Seriously. Go away.
But can we still… hang out here?
I don't need you to drive me anywhere. Got it, Frederik?
No. Okay.
Well done.
What are you doing?
-You have no other friends-- -Shut the fuck up.
-Shut up. -I'm just saying--
Fuck off! Just fuck off!
Get lost!
Okay.
Don't ever talk to me like that.
What's that?
Stuff I found over there.
It looks like a prescription.
What do we do with it?
I don't know. It's a clue, I guess.
Your dad!
I think you need to practice lying.
It worked.
No, it didn't.
What do you do on your planet?
What do you mean?
You don't lie.
You have no directions.
What kind of place is it?
It's where I was created.
It's where I belong.
It's my home.
But they took it away from you.
I can't imagine how that must feel.
Lukas, I'm trying…
Here's your food.
-What is that? -Deep-fried breaded fish.
You eat it with your hands.
No, hold it with your fingers.
You eat it with your mouth.
Look…
What's the point?
-Of what? -Wrapping food in food.
It's for people who don't like fish. You dip it in the wishing well.
But if you don't like it, why do you eat it?
Once it's deep-fried, everything tastes good.
I don't think I understand you.
And yet you want to save us.
That's my mission.
It's him.
Wait here.
Hi.
What are you doing?
Nothing much.
So you're not with anyone or…?
No.
I just needed some food.
Right… I'm going to grab a cola.
Sure.
Okay.
Lukas?
-Bye. -Bye.
Emma?
Em…
What the hell do we do?
He's in the trunk.
It doesn't matter.
What do you mean?
Fuck, that's gross.
-He'll vanish soon. -Vanish?
-How? -He'll dissolve.
We need to get away.
Come on.
It's just over here.
Shit.
Come on.
We'll go in through the basement.
Come on.
There you go. It's right in here.
Press this against it.
-I need some light. -What?
Strong light.
Now!
Let me see what I can find.
-Hi, sweetie. -Mom.
-There's food in the kitchen. -I'm not hungry.
Sorry.
I didn't handle the apartment stuff terribly well. I'm sorry.
-What's up? -I love you, no matter where you are.
You know those light therapy lamps?
I think they're in there.
Okay.
What does the light do?
It restores my energies.
Your energies?
They heal.
We also have Ketogan.
What's that?
Tablets. Painkillers.
They're my mom's.
I don't need them.
I have to remember to take mine.
Are you in pain too?
In a way.
It's my mood.
I have to. I need them.
Says who?
My doctor.
And my mom.
And what if you don't take them?
I don't know.
I've always just taken them.
Don't let others tell you what to do.
Lead you in directions you don't want to go in.
You know best who you want to be.
And that's who you'll be.
Even if you're all on your own.
I think we should talk after all.
Lukas?
Have a look.
What?
It's the same handwriting.
It's my doctor, Susan. She…
She had an affair with Hans.
She's writing prescriptions for another one of them.
That means she knows something.
I mean, it can't be a coincidence.
-Let's drive over there. -In what?
We'll find something.
Hey, put on some clothes first.
-Clothes? -Yes.
Your own clothes are trashed. You can borrow some of my mom's.
Or are you too gender normative for that?
Never mind. I'll find something.
Come in.
You were right.
You knew.
Who are you?
We are what you see here.
And so much more.
We've existed for longer than you can imagine.
We've always been looking for this.
Extraterrestrial life.
We want to be the link between what's out there and us, here on Earth.
How did you know about the recoil impact?
What's in it for me?
You'll join us.
Isn't that enough?
Tell me everything you know.
If this gets out, I want my name on it.
-We don't want this to get out. -But if it does.
If it does, we have a deal.
You mentioned a hard drive.
She's got it. Emma.
So, why am I talking to you?
I can get it back.
That would be a great idea.
As quickly as possible.
You have to find her.
I know what I said, but I really need that hard drive now.
I don't know where she is.
Why do you need it now?
-Why? -Yes.
Because I was right, Marie.
And everything's on the drive, so nobody other than me can look at it.
Okay.
That's Susan's medical practice.
It actually suits you.
Baby blue.
Okay.
Just stay in the car.
Pick up. Don't go home. Just call me.
-What's happening? -She had these.
She had these samples.
It looks like Hans' blood.
And the guy from the cafe's.
Shit, it's her.
Go.
Wait. She's coming back out.
Pull over here.
Let's see what she does.
What the hell is she doing?
Shit, she's leaving. Maybe she'll lead us to them.
Follow her.
Where's she going?
-What are you doing? -She knows you.
-I want to see if she's meeting anyone. -Not in those clothes.
We'll wait here.
Was she just shopping?
You don't go shopping if you've just been burgled.
What?
Do you know them?
No.
Are you sure?
Okay.
I have to go to work.
Come on in, eh?
Mom!
Subtitle translation by: Helle Kaiser-Nielsen