All language subtitles for The.Kingdom.1994.S03E05.DANISH.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Shoot him!

Shoot!
Shoot him.

It desexualizes you if you're one
of those men who aim without shooting.

If you can't finish what you started,
I'll have to do it.

You can't interrupt me
in the midst of such a central...

Yes, I can,
to see what kind of man you truly are.

Shoot.

There now...

There, there.

Let me have it.
I'll take it from here.

Blood! Doctor's blood,
doctor's blood...

- One last word.
- No, not a single one.

The men at this institution tend to turn
one word into a thousand.

Bye-bye.

Lars von Trier presents

The ground underneath the Kingdom
is an old swamp.

The bleaching ponds used to be here.

Once, the bleachmen rinsed their linens
in the shallow water -

to get them bleached.

The vapor enfolded the area
in a permanent fog.

Later, the Kingdom was built here -

and the bleachmen were replaced
with doctors and scientists -

and the country's sharpest minds
and impeccable technology.

And to crown the achievement
the place was named the Kingdom.

Life would be defined -

and ignorance and superstition
would never again challenge science.

Perhaps the arrogance
has become too great -

just as the consistent denial
of the spiritual -

for it appears, the chill and the damp
have returned.

Small marks of fatigue
are emerging -

on the otherwise sturdy
and modern buildings.

So far, none among the living knows -

but the gate to the Kingdom
is opening up once again.

THE KINGDOM

Part 13 Exodus

- Call the police!
- Internal crime requires internal fine?

What a load of nonsense!
This is serious!

So it's no longer one
of the Kingdom's main unwritten rules?

You're making me confused...
and drenched!

I catch colds like crazy!

It's a prank.

A typical Swedish Christmas prank.

You disappoint me, Anna.

We all know how hard it is to get hold of
a real weapon in this spineless country.

Then call an internal court-martial,
for God's sake. Of course.

- Whatever got into me?
- Bah!

I need to fall asleep
in an awful hurry.

It's happening today.

Let's look in the box.

- I sense it's urging us.
- You don't sense a thing.

And no, it's all advertising,
and that can be lethal.

Filled with hidden messages
to make us buy their products.

But if the Kingdom goes to hell,
it doesn't really matter.

He who held the Kingdom in his heart
shall baptize by water.

But the chosen one -

shall come and baptize by fire
and Holy Spirit.

And no one is worthy
to touch even a strap -

of the chosen one's sandal.

So we're to be baptized?

I'm not keen on that,
seeing as I'm from the country.

Hurry!

We must get back to Big Brother.

- I'm from the country...
- Enough with the pastorals!

Just try to be quiet
so I can hear the pulse.

Don't you hear it?

The pulse...

The pulse is gone.

It's so quiet.

Ominously quiet.

if you're in the Kingdom's stocks,
the blame is all on you.

39...

40.

41.

42.

43... 43!

Helmer is mad as hell.

- Look, it's Santa.
- Yes, Santa!

- What's he doing here?
- Bringing presents?

Out of my way, damn you, or follow
the yellow line to the crematory!

Stop!

- Merry Christmas.
- Great, we've got elves!

Okay, dear friends.

- My name is Bosse, and I'm Swedish.
- Hello, Bosse.

Let's all chime in
to celebrate Sweden and Christmas.

We'll sing
"Shines Over Lakes and Shores."

- Careful!
- Scared of getting wet?

It's not a squirt gun!

Bah!

He's dead.

Doctor's blood.

Big Brother... Judith?

Where are you?

Little Judith...

Big Brother?

You're too late, Karen.

Big Brother drowned in his own tears -

crying over his dead mother.

Now, the one carrying the key -

is the new Gatekeeper,
who's to take over.

But where is the key?

Where do you think?

Merry Christmas, Karen.

Merry Christmas, Karen...

Bulder, I think I'm the Gatekeeper now!

I have a key and I think
I know where to use it! Come along.

It's an old map of the bleaching pond.

Pardon me for interfering -

but let's not go through
the smokers' belongings.

Just to evade the issue...

Judith is dead.

You two had a fling, didn't you?

- Is lovely Judith dead?
- And buried at sea, you might say.

But let's not ride
that subject to death.

We'll just take a picture.
Hold it, Bulder.

Now what, Karen?

I have no connection
to any spirits or gods or...

I have dreams, but the bits I remember
make no sense.

I'm useless.

And yet...

I did see a statue of Ogier the Dane...

I saw...

Look.

There are these little ponds nearby.

They're called Ogier the Dane's
Spectacles. That must mean something.

I need a medium, a spirit!

I'm afraid there's only
one vendor of spirits.

Dr. Parok.
He operates from the roof.

The devil's work.

Ugh!

Little Karen must hurry now.

But aren't we going to dance
around the Christmas tree?

We'll dance when we have reason to.

And hopefully, we will quite soon.

My good man, who are you?

And what is that disgusting tool
you're using?

I'm cleaning your drain.

It tends to get clogged
over the course of 20 years.

The tool is a cleaning spring.

Just get rid of all the shit.
That's my motto. Have a nice day.

We're not done yet.

There's more stinking shit
to be eliminated.

Can I come in?

The body's gone, the place is cleaned up,
Kalle's buried him on the Health Platform.

You ought to have a glass of milk
with the cookie.

They go well together.

You always say your childhood memories
include a comforting glass of milk.

Perhaps even served by Dad.

Dad?

If only you men could
see things through.

We're going home to Borås.

Nobody bothered to watch
the entire video -

to see me snatching the carton.

Thank you. My car keys?

Oh, I borrowed your car keys -

so I could move your car to a more
decent space in the parking garage.

It's easy to get a Brisk ID.

No foodstuffs are allowed here.
It might attract mice.

- You never know.
- I'm quitting.

A lot of mice.

Yoo-hoo!

That sounded just like Rigmor...
You know, Rigmor Mortensen.

It came from Maternity,
but it sounded like Rigmor.

- Everybody called her Rigor Mortis.
- Yoo-hoo...

Quite the original.
For instance, Mona's operation.

It was your dad's responsibility,
but Rigmor made a mess of it.

Yoo-hoo...

Yoo-hoo!

Right... Sorry, sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

I've caught a cold.

This year's Christmas speech!

One of the highlights of the year
for me.

And for all of us, a tradition.

And this year I've amused myself -

by turning it into an N speech.

- A what speech?
- An N speech.

A speech in which all the words
start with the letter N.

Nife's noud.

Net nife be noud.

The nark nulls.
Net the nark null.

Nive nife.

Nive nife nong.

Nibya, Natvia, Nithuania, Niberia.

Naugh at nife's nocomotive!

Naugh.

Nions nurking in the night
net no nobsters neave.

Namb niver with neeks.

He's actually a professor of psychiatry.
Fun guy, but such a miser.

If we have to bargain, let me do it.
Seeing as I'm from the country.

Are you the spirit vendor?

I'm first and foremost
a psychiatrist and a scientist.

- Catch a lot of spirits, do you?
- Not at the moment. They're spooked.

I only catch Salomon because he's mad
about the bait and keeps coming back.

It's as if we're in a movie
that can only afford one spirit.

I bet it's him again.
I just let him out.

Yup, Salomon again.

How can I be sure you're not
screwing me over with an empty jar?

You can't.

Are you here to buy or not, hillbilly?

Minus the jar, we're looking
at 27 grams of pure spirit.

- The average spirit weighs 21 grams.
- So why 27?

He ate all my Aerogel, the bait.

Either you try to scrape together
27,000 kroner at this late hour -

or you can give me 100
and we're quits.

I'll opt for the latter, then.

See if he feels like talking.

- No, you do it.
- He's mad at me.

We haven't talked in years. Maybe because
he went to summer camp for poorly kids -

and is stubborn and mentally immature.

Hello, Mr. Salomon?

- Is he speaking?
- Hush!

I got him for 100 kroner.
It's Salomon again.

- It's empty. He screwed you over.
- No, no!

"The guy who just shook me is crazy,"
says Salomon.

Ask Mr. Salomon what we're to do.

- He won't talk unless he gets a treat.
- A treat?

- Ask him what kind of treat.
- What kind of treat?

Aerogel.

Parok, old pal.

Long time, huh? Look...

We've got a slight problem. This spirit
is a no-show on an empty stomach.

I anticipated that
so I wrapped up a little treat.

- A present?
- Well, it's yours for 25,000 kroner.

Oh, the old pusher trick.
The first fix is free.

Take it all.

Did you get a good price?

This is it. Talk to us.

He'll still only talk to me.
We don't know what to do, Mr. Salomon.

He says to hurry to the Amor Park where
Ogier the Dane's Spectacles used to be.

They're the Kingdom's gate.

- Hurry.
- Stop!

- We can't take the elevator.
- Why the hell not?

Salomon doesn't like confined spaces.

- And yet he lives in a jar?
- You'll have to take the stairs.

But we're on the 16th floor.

Cheer up.

Karen believes
so she doubts not.

- In God?
- Karen believes in God without a doubt.

But even doubt is better than nothing.
Religion is belief -

which is great because
belief is belief and not knowledge.

- Understand?
- I believe I understand.

- Finally, we meet.
- I don't recall we have an appointment.

I don't speak to patients.
Out of principle.

And yet you're an important
piece of the puzzle.

I'd lie if I said
you resembled your father.

And I'd lie if I said
you didn't resemble an old pickle.

You'll never get out of here alive now.

You're at our beck and call now.
Follow my order.

- My order is: Kill Karen.
- Which Karen?

My mirror image.
I'm left-handed, she's right-handed.

I carry my bag over my left shoulder.
She carries hers over her right.

I am Brisk, your little helper.

Tell me how to get to the goddamn
parking garage. I'm on...

- I don't understand you.
- What's that?

Do you want the cafeteria menu? Then
I must ask if you have any allergies.

I don't want the cafeteria, dammit!

I am Brisk, your little helper. Tell me
your query without swearing, please.

Hell no!
If you're the only brisk little...

Listen, does my brisk little helper
come in a Swedish version?

Press 5 for all languages.

If you want to speak Swedish,
get a job at a Swedish hospital.

- Damn you, you Satan!
- You said it.

I am Brisk, your little helper.

Satan rules!

Goodbye.

I...

belong to the evil side now,
it seems.

I don't feel any different.

I forgot you're Swedish.
All Swedes say that.

Perhaps because
they're neither good nor evil.

I hope the curse is
strong enough for a Swede.

What does Karen look like?

- Who are you?
- I'm Karen.

- And who are you?
- I am Karen.

Which of you has recently
had DBS surgery?

I have.

I have.

- Hello?
- Ask who their father is.

Who is your father?

A wise child knows its father.

I know mine. Diabolus.

A wise child knows its father.

I know mine. Diabolus.

You idiot.

I told you I was a mirror image.

I told you I was left-handed.

You shot us in the left shoulder -

and made her the stronger one -

because she can still use
her strong hand.

We Swedes have always been
a little left-right blind.

I don't regard it a major disadvantage.

Ladies...

All the best.

We will try anyway.

Warning!

Certain areas of the hospital
will at 11 p.m. -

be struck by two minutes
of weightlessness.

More Danish humor?

I told you.
She's stronger than me now.

Come home.

- Did you hurt yourself?
- No. I suddenly felt better.

If we're still here?
Yes, sorry.

We're to dig two holes in the Amor Park -

where Ogier the Dane's Spectacles were.

One for the light spirits
and one for dark ones.

- But where do we dig?
- It must be hereabouts.

But is "hereabouts" good enough?

Ask Mr. Salomon
about the rest of the procedure.

Mr. Salomon? What do we do?

- He's silent.
- Give him a treat!

I'm back.

He thinks he overate.
He weighs 29 grams now.

- How does he know?
- How do you know?

He weighed himself
on his bathroom scales.

Bathroom scales?
He has bathroom scales in the jar?

Hang on.

"Use the map on the phone."

Give me the phone.

Go now.

- Why won't it zoom?
- I dropped it before.

- It's broken.
- Hey! What are you up to?

- This thing won't zoom.
- Want me to fix it?

- Can you?
- Sure. Kalle gave me a crash course.

Let me see.

There.

What a nice surprise.
It's been on the floor.

- See you.
- It's working now.

Salomon says, "Pace out the area
to find where the ponds were."

"The light spirits go in the west pond
and the dark in the east pond."

7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 -

13, 14 -

15, 16, 17.

- Here?
- Put it in there.

- Stop!
- Here.

The light spirits go into the hole
at the west pond -

and the dark go into the hole
at the east pond.

Separately.
That's very important.

We must start digging.
It's almost midnight.

Wait, he's saying something.

He says this way isn't wrong -

but something is in the way.

What the hell?

No, no, no!

Bulder...

I'm coming with you.

If you want to end your parking -

press all prime numbers
from 0 to 1,000.

Thank you and have a nice day.

Now what?
The replicants are in the way.

Salomon's going to try to talk to them.

I've been asked to give Karen a chance.

I owe Salomon a favor from that time
at the camp for poorly kids.

Everyone's been at that camp.

So I'll quite extraordinarily
give you a riddle:

If I say that there are
six gates like the Kingdom -

so a total of seven gates
all across the world -

what number is the Kingdom gate?

Anna Gram was my pseudonym
when I wrote for the Messenger.

If G is read as the number 6...

So 3 in 6...

6 divided by 3,
then the Kingdom gate is...

number 2.

Okay, Bulder, time to start digging.

Salomon says the holes are
too fucking small.

We have to be done by midnight.
Spirits are obsessed with midnight.

Tell the guy in the jar
to give us the procedure.

Salomon, we really need
the procedure now.

Call it the land of angels
or heavenly soil

the soil we inherited
and the green meadows.

Wild roses, bluebells
lime blossoms and chamomile

let them all live
for they are so lovely.

The water's gurgling merrily forth.

We must be three. The bell ringer's
grave task is to stand in the middle -

while the words
from Ogier the Dane's sword are spoken.

The other two lead the spirits.

The light spirits into the west pond
with the sign of the cross.

The evil spirits into the east pond
with the sign of the pitchfork.

See and heed.
Exodus is a double-edged sword.

Let it begin.

Nothing's happening.

He says, "What's a bell ringer without
a bell? How stupid can the living be?"

Salomon says:

"You can't be too careful with Exodus."

"Once it's begun -

it can't be stopped."

What are you looking at?

You.

I'd like to buy a kiss
for 19,000 kroner.

As the outcome of the meeting
between our lawyers was in my favor -

I have a little cash on me.

I can't afford any dealings with you.

Salomon says that the wrong procedure -

could launch the dark invasion.

Hurry! It'll soon be midnight.

Now!

See and heed.
Exodus is a double-edged sword.

It's working.

See and heed.
Exodus is a double-edged sword.

See and heed.
Exodus is a double-edged sword.

It is horrifying.

It's Christmas, we're off work now.

Relax.

Everything's out of control.

It's burning hot.

Careful!

There's a coin.

- Let go of it!
- Ouch!

That's how he recruits people.
Grand Duc.

By branding them.

What are you doing?

How about the phone?

What are those signs?

Satan's signs or the codes of Hell?

It's just inverted.

Of course, the letters are inverted.

The entire map is inverted!

Well, merry Christmas.

Mogge, why do you carry a walking stick
on a scooter?

And in your right hand?

Mogge, take the stick in your left hand.

I always hold it in my right...

You carry a stick so no one will see
you've gone to the dark side.

You inverted the map
when you fixed my phone -

so east became west
and we mixed up the ponds.

You died in the car crash.

But a satanic servant approached you -

and you made a deal
and sold your soul.

The spawn of Babylon.

They're everywhere in the foundation of
the Kingdom and may self-ignite anytime.

I forgot all about them!
We have to get out of here!

Now only the wind and the current...

know...

where you go.

Halfmer, if you think this is such an
awful place, why don't we just pack...

up your things?

Well, time to go home.

- Why, it's Mona.
- Take out the snow globe.

- Now break it.
- I'd rather not.

I'm taking it home with me.

Go, Bulder!

Don't look back! Run!

From high up on the Christmas tree
the light of Christmas shines.

Fiddler, play a jolly song...

You shouldn't have come in the car.

Yes, I should.

For I am Death.

Welcome, Master, to Babylon!