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There are many people in this world.

Those who are healthy, not sick. Those who are men, not women.

Those who are smart, not stupid. Beautiful, not ugly.

And then there are those who are all of it at once.

Baldur and Arni were healthy, beautiful, and smart.

The great chieftain's sons.

Back from a raid, he gave them an axe with a mother-of-pearl handle,

from the seas on the far side of the world.

But one summer day the village was attacked, and everyone ran for cover.

For the smaller Baldur, the axe was too heavy, and it slowed him down.

Baldur lost his left arm that day,

and his reality was changed forever.

Feeling different, and cast out, wore down his mind,

and suddenly Baldur no longer knew who he was.

He no longer felt healthy, smart, or beautiful.

He felt worth less than the others.

The great chieftain had sworn that everyone was worth the same,

he could not just stand by while his youngest son went to ruin.

He decided that all, boys, men, old and newborn,

under his rule, would also give up their left arm.

He knew if everyone was broken, then no one was broken.

And since Baldur's reality could not be changed,

then the world around him had to change instead.

...robbers forced their way in,

to the cash handling center, Loomis in Glostrup.

The robbers are described as brutal and highly targeted in their approach.

Several witnesses saw two station wagons in the area at the time of the robbery.

What's going on, Anker?

Pack me a bag, Freja. And find my passport. Now!

Stop it. Stop it. Quit that! Help me!

- Manfred... - We're grilling tonight.

- We're having the big burgers. - I have to go away.

- I need you to do something for me. - Where are you going?

- It'll be fine. Freja's here. - I want you here too.

I'll be back, right? This key, you have to swallow it...

Sometimes you need to let me finish what I'm saying first.

When it comes out, swallow it again, until everything is safe.

Do you hear what I'm saying?

At the train station, locker number 23. You've got the key now.

In that locker there's a bag. Bury it in the woods up by Mom's house,

out by the old oak table, where we had your birthday.

Can you do that for me? You're the only one I can trust.

- Can I bury it somewhere else? - Anker, you better come.

Anker.

(sirens)

(helicopter)

Who are you, Anker?

I'm Anker. I'm Anker Andersen.

Are you the model prisoner who deserves parole,

or Anker, who hit a fellow inmate 31 times,

because he spilled coffee all over your sudoku?

Or Anker, who robs a cash transport and helps carry out a murder?

I'm a lot of things, but I'm not a murderer.

I've never killed anyone.

I've carried a lot of anger at a lot of people.

At my family. At my dad...

...because he left us. At my brother.

But I've gotten a grip on my temper, and on myself.

What do you say to the fact that 41.2 million was never recovered?

I've gone through this process with you guys so many times.

If I'd known where the money was, I would've told you long ago.

Listen, I'm clean, and I haven't had a drink in 11 years.

I'm not violent anymore. I don't know what else I'm supposed to do.

All I can say is I'm a different person than I was back then.

(doorbell rings)

- Aren't you going to open? - No. I'll wait a little longer.

Can you...

- Hey, bro. - Hey.

He bought 60 of your favorite rolls.

He hasn't slept in a week.

Think there are enough rolls there? Huh, Manfred?

- I forgot. His name's John now. - Why?

Because he doesn't want to be Manfred. Everyone calls him John.

John picked those flowers, dried them, and glued them up like that.

It's really nice. Why the hell don't you want to be Manfred anymore?

- What now? - No, John...

Cut it out.

You can't just come home and think everything's the same.

Everything's gotten worse since Mom died.

He's missed you so much, and now he thinks you're leaving again.

Can't you say you're sorry and tell him you'll stay?

I'm also going for a drive. Up to Mom's house or something.

That's a good idea. Then you can stay up there a few days.

The people who bought the house rent it out on Airbnb.

Yeah, just remember to call him John, okay? John?

(doorbell rings)

Sorry about that. That got really dramatic.

What are you doing? We're done with each other, Flemming.

I want all your money, Anker, or this is going to go bad.

All my money? You got your half.

I spent it, and I've run up a lot of debt,

and I promised them you'd help me.

No, now I feel like punching you.

- How much do you owe? - I want all 20 million.

But you've got until Monday. What's going on with that door frame?

It's fucking dangerous. You know what?

I'll fix it. I'll bring some tools on Monday.

(dog barking)

Can you eat one more?

You can. Can you eat one more?

- Where'd you get that dog? - It's our dog now, Anker.

If you stay here, would you like that?

Wanna go for a swim with me and the dog, Anker?

So, now we've got a new dog.

(door slams)

Give me the dog. Bente's down there.

- Give it to me. Bente's down there. - What dog?

- That dog, for fuck's sake! - Then it's gone and hid there again.

Then it wants to live here.

I'd better get it some water.

No! It's not her dog. It's a different dog.

And right now, when it loves me and Anker so much.

- Come on. Bente's calling the cops. - We don't need cops.

- Give her the dog, Manfred! - Call him John!

- Fine, then forget it! - He steals people's dogs.

Everyone's sick of him. You have to call him John.

Last week I forgot, and he stabbed himself with a meat fork.

No, John... John.

If I'm standing by the old oak table...

Where, compared to the table, did you bury the bag?

Cut it out, Manfred.

- I don't know who you're talking to. - Stop it. I'm not doing this.

- Why do you want to be John? - Because I am John.

- But why are you John? - Why are you Anker?

I don't care what you think. I'm John.

John Lennon.

John Lennon?

Will you shut the fuck up! Sorry, what the hell is going on?

You don't even look like him. You don't even have the right glasses.

I'm saving up for those. You have to accept this, or else...

Or else you'll stab yourself in the head with a fondue skewer?

I could easily kill myself with a skewer like that.

I've had big plans for it. But we never have fondue.

Stop it. Manfred, now tell us where the...

- Is he okay? - Who?

My brother, Manfred Andersen.

Oh, Andersen? It's just superficial scrapes.

So I can't take him home?

We have to keep him, since this was a suicide attempt...

But if you slip me a 500, you can take him.

- You want me to bribe you? - Someone got offended.

- What the hell are you thinking? - It was a joke, for fuck's sake. OK?

Your brother is on 8C.

Are you okay?

Can you sit in a car?

I get it. You've missed me.

And you're confused and hurt that I haven't been there.

Yeah... But I'm here now.

Come on.

I need you to come with me and show me where that bag is.

Then we'll do something together after. Right, Manfred?

(crash)

Are you okay?

Can I hold it?

Yeah, now we're away from that idiot woman.

Dissociative identity disorder.

Where the rest of us are one person...

Manfred switches between several different personalities...

And right now he's stuck in an alter ego as John Lennon.

I have to take him with me. I need to talk to him.

You've missed him, but Manfred's staying here.

Why? He hasn't done anything to anyone.

He attempted suicide and stole nine dogs since last October.

Manfred knows who he is. That's something he's playing at.

It's usually a years-long process...

Involving a combination of therapy and medication.

And some patients stay in their alter ego for life.

We know dissociative personality disorder...

Is caused by traumatic events earlier in life.

It could be 10, 20, 30 years ago.

Manfred!

What the hell are you doing? He's gonna kill us.

That axe stays here. Take off the helmet. We're going to school.

- No, I'm going on a raid. - No, you're not.

Stop acting so weird. You're too big. Everyone laughs at you.

You're not a Viking. Vikings don't exist.

But I exist.

Anker, are you in there?

YACHT FOR SALE

There's the head of the anti-corruption department.

Eight 'Fernet Branca', Lilian. Thanks.

Lothar Nielsen, psychiatry. Do you remember me?

- Going sailing with your brother? - No, he's in the locked ward.

Maybe that's for the best.

- Did he get a diagnosis? - Dissociative identity...

Dissociative identity disorder.

Did you buy eight 'Fernet Branca' for yourself?

I always order eight. Otherwise it looks too intense.

Dissociative identity disorder is a really shitty diagnosis.

It's insane. He thinks he's John Lennon.

I once had a Michael Laudrup down in custody.

He also switched between Jesus and John Wayne.

The kitchen had no clue what they were supposed to serve.

There's a guy out on 'Amager' who thinks he's Ringo Starr.

Then we just need Paul and George, and we can get the band back together.

Why's he losing it now? He should be happy to see me.

He's been able to handle the split personality until now...

Because there was no conflict between his self-image and reality.

I don't understand shit.

Let's say I walk around and I wanna be called Napoleon.

Then everyone around me will think I'm an idiot.

That'll mess with my self-image.

But if we build a copy of Versailles, hire 200 servants,

give me an army and teach me French,

then it's not that weird that I'm Napoleon,

and my self-image stays intact.

As long as everyone plays along, we're good.

The whole building calls him John. He's signing fucking autographs.

I can't just pretend he's John Lennon.

- Wouldn't that be totally wrong? - Where've you been for 20 years?

When IKEA opened, there were 46 item numbers.

Now there are 12,000 products. Everything's unique.

Everyone has a right to their own unique reality.

Then you can probably handle calling your brother John Lennon.

(children's music)

Good, you're up. You've got to see this.

- Here, a shirt for you. - How long have I been asleep here?

I checked the patient registry to see if Ringo's still there.

So. An Anton Wulf Espersen,

was admitted in July 1996 to the psych center on Amager,

and thinks he's the drummer Ringo Starr from The Beatles.

It was your idea. I checked every ward.

What was my idea?

To reunite The Beatles and surround Manfred with his own reality.

But Paul McCartney and George Harrison were tough. None in Denmark.

I was about to give up,

but look at this, who they've got in Sweden.

Let me introduce Hamdan Falk Sjöberg,

admitted to ward 53, Norra Stockholms psykiatri.

And guess who Hamdan's alters are.

Paul McCartney?

'Sir' Paul McCartney, I think, Hamdan prefers you say.

It's more than that. Hamdan switches between over 40 different alters.

Iron Man, Gustav Mahler, Schopenhauer, Davy Crockett,

Heinrich Himmler and guitarist George Harrison. What?

So he's both Paul McCartney and George Harrison?

Yeah, not at the same time. Isn't that amazing?

We get two Beatles in one. Plus Iron Man.

- I'd have a beer with him. - Why are you telling me this?

We put the band around Manfred and make his reality real.

You don't remember? Napoleon.

When we picked up Manfred, you said we had to find a studio.

- We picked up Manfred? - How drunk were you?

You hit a hospital guard in the face, over and over.

We need to talk about that.

- You've got anger issues. - Where's Manfred now?

I gave him 60 mg Diazepam.

- When will he wake up? - He'll be up in five or six hours.

We go to Amager for Ringo, then Sweden for Paul, George,

then to your mom's place and build a rehearsal space.

- I'm doing a medical study. - What did I say about my mom's house?

Sounds like the perfect place to bring back memories.

But we have to stop at IKEA.

Get away from me. Fuck off.

We'll skip IKEA, and we'll just go together.

- Stay away from me! - Just a second.

That's a massive overreaction.

Hey.

We're here. We're at Mom's place.

We have to sleep here,

then you show me where the bag is tomorrow morning. Okay?

Fine.

(thud)

Oh, hi. Welcome. My name's Margrethe.

- Hi. Anker. - John.

You'll be staying over there. I'll show you.

No, it's fine. We lived here when we were kids.

Oh, funny. Then you have to come in, see the house, and eat with us.

Manfred doesn't really like big gatherings.

Manfred? He just said his name was John.

Anker, I'm really hungry.

Lovely.

And we've got some really good museums up here.

Yeah... No, I think we'll just take some walks in the woods,

dig up some worms for fishing trips and stuff.

- No. - Want a glass of blackcurrant juice?

How are you two even married when he's so ugly and you're so pretty?

Is that why you don't have kids, because he's so ugly?

What kind of question is that? Are you a complete idiot?

She needs to apologize for that.

She's been calling me that all day.

You need to apologize to me and Werner.

I haven't said anything untrue. So I'll just say you're ugly.

Then you're not pretty anymore. Just look how ugly she is.

- Get out, right now! Get lost! - Relax. He's got a diagnosis.

Since he was little, Manfred has felt like everyone's after him.

Oh, sorry. We didn't know he had a diagnosis.

- You're allowed to say that. - You just hit him in the head.

- Yeah, she also does boxing. - It was just a little jab.

- Anyway, I want some juice now. - Yeah. Sorry.

What about you, Anker? You into jazz?

Maybe you should briefly say what happened to your face.

- You don't have to. - How did you get ugly?

- It's fine. - Just the short version, okay?

It was a totally normal Friday, just like any other.

- We were having ten guests. - You have ten guests every Friday?

- We don't. - Everything was ready at home.

The Montepulciano was open, and the roast was in the oven.

That was back when we still ate meat.

I just had to go grab two bell peppers for a salad.

- The story keeps changing. - What did I say wrong now?

It was stuffed peppers with mince. We were trying an Afghan recipe.

I'd just lost my whole footing,

- because I'd finally decided to quit my modeling career.

Then Werner realized he'd only bought eight peppers.

So I was heading out to buy two more peppers.

Why are you shopping and cooking? Does she not do anything?

Buying two peppers isn't exactly a big job.

But it cost me my whole face.

But I gave up my career and my life,

- so you could have the space to design your collection.

What collection?

It was a one-of-a-kind collection I put a lot into back then.

Werner's designed clothes for 40 years, but never got anything produced.

Now he's given up and is trying a children's book instead,

- but that's not going so great either.

That's not exactly true.

- I was telling it. - Can you just finish the story?

Exactly, thanks. Sorry.

I was parking. Back then I still smoked,

- so I stick a cigarette in my mouth, reach for the shopping list,

- and the second I open the door, the airbag goes off. Bam!

Factory defect. Welcome to hell!

Why did you even have a shopping list?

We needed a few other small things. They weren't that important.

- So the ember hit you in the face? - A cigarette ember is 1,400 degrees.

An airbag hits at over 300 km/h, so the ember got smeared out,

- and I lost 40% of the skin on my face.

- Thanks for dinner, but I think we... - There were good things too.

They paid compensation because I also lost the ability to design.

But why couldn't you design?

When you design fashion, John, it's absolutely crucial,

- that you see the world through other people's eyes.

But if you start doubting who you are, and I did.

I got existentially confused, and my design career fell apart.

What career? You haven't designed so much as a single sock.

You've spent eight years on a kids' book you'll never finish.

It hurts when you say such nasty things.

- I'm just telling the truth. - What can I say about the truth?

She was a hand model in a Kahlúa ad back in 1987. That was it!

Yeah, yeah. That's how it is. But what a waste.

And all because of two peppers.

And the other stuff on the list. The stuff that 'wasn't important.'

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Thanks. - Yeah, thanks for a great night.

Look at this. We found this stuff in the wall when we remodeled.

Did you carve those little figures?

No, Manfred had a phase where he was really into Vikings.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm just tired.

- Sleep well. - Okay.

What time are we fishing tomorrow, Anker?

First we go into the woods and dig up worms.

Where we used to have our birthdays. Remember?

No. I've had all my birthdays in Liverpool.

I want to go fishing. I just don't want to go through the woods.

And I don't want to, if we're looking for a bag.

No, no. We're looking for worms.

You have no idea what it's like to be me.

People really like me.

- Because you're John? - Yeah.

Because I'm John.

(fighting and screaming)

You had one job. Make sure your brother didn't get mocked at school.

I didn't know he'd brought it.

It was just a joke.

Does Freja think it's funny getting teased every day?

Is it funny that he carves runes in the house?

That we go to a parents' meeting and all the other parents laugh at us?

Manfred is really sick, Anker, and he needs help.

And you haven't helped him today, have you?

Manfred didn't choose to be a Viking.

Manfred, get up.

- Can't we go down to the lake? - We just need worms first.

- I don't like being here. - Stop saying that.

I don't want to be here. I really can't stand being here.

Calm down, okay? Easy now.

Me and my brother always had our birthdays over by that table.

We don't have to fish. Can't we just go back to the house?

- Or drive home to Freja? - Easy, calm down.

Yeah... I don't exactly want to be here either, okay?

But we can't leave until we have the bag, Manfred.

- John, I'm sorry. - Bag, bag, bag!

All you talk about is the bag!

Stop it. Cut it out. You don't mean that!

Did you mark the spot with a Viking rune?

You're such an idiot. What if someone came by?

God, you're such a moron.

Just go. Just go! I don't need you anymore. Go!

- What the hell is that? - That's Balder.

Balder?

Our dog.

You seriously don't remember him?

How the hell can you remember that if you're John?

What?

You're putting on an act. You're lying. Come on!

- Let go! I don't want to be here! - Help me, for fuck's sake!

I'm never coming out here again!

Let go, or I'll kill myself with fire!

Fine, I'll let go, but then you stay here,

- Then we talk nice and calm, okay?

You promise?

Then I'll let go.

You fucking idiot, man! Shit!

Hi.

Did you and Manfred get in a fight at school today?

Some of the older kids were hitting him.

Was he wearing his Viking outfit again? And the helmet?

Mrs. Sejersen said there were two Vikings.

So he wouldn't feel alone.

I just wore a helmet. Dad, they hit him every day.

And it's only gotten worse since he stopped bringing his axe.

I trusted you. You stood right here and swore you'd help!

I'm sorry.

Manfred has a very serious illness,

and it gets worse if you step into his sick little world!

Dad, it was a mistake. It won't happen again.

I promise.

Too late. So now you two have to learn

that reality can really hurt.

Now you go down to the gamekeeper and hand Balder over to him

and wait for him to put him down.

Put him down?

Balder gets put down today because of what you did.

- Balder didn't do anything. - Stop crying, you sissy.

A Viking doesn't feel sorry for himself or anyone else.

A Viking learns to live with his fate.

And today you'll learn that every action

you take in this life has consequences.

Now you go down to the gamekeeper, then you bring Balder's body home.

Then we'll give him a proper funeral.

(gunshot)

(playing 'Wouldn't It Be Nice')

- What's going on? - Your buddy put the whole band together.

The bearded guy says he can teach me guitar.

Why didn't you tell me? This is a fantastic project.

You've got our full support. We're massive Beatles fans.

Massive!

I'll run you some more power. Just tell me if you need anything.

- What are you doing? - We're not doing that right now.

Everyone just wants to start rehearsing. Here's Paul George from Sweden.

And Ringo, who's mute, which they chose not to write in his chart.

This is John's assistant, Anker...

I've told some of you, but I need you to understand

I'm only in if you had nothing to do with the Holocaust.

Otherwise I'm out!

And I'm talking about the real Holocaust, the one in Germany.

Yeah, but none of us did that. Right?

You don't look like John Lennon at all.

And you don't look like any of the people you are, either.

The secret to playing guitar is thinking like a beaver.

Are beavers good at guitar?

There's nobody better. I shot my first beaver when I was three.

- Get in your freak bus and drive off. - Just look at the potential here.

It's a psychiatric experiment...

- We're not starting a band with nutjobs! - That's not up to you.

- Listen. - Calm down. Relax!

Anker, I'm going to die!

Sorry. I really shouldn't have said this.

But I have advanced prostate cancer.

And this is my last chance to achieve something in my field,

the one I've devoted my whole life to.

I'm sorry to hear that, but you can't be here.

You're making a mistake. It's your best chance to get Manfred back.

But I'm throwing in the towel. I can't do this anymore.

Lothar.

How long would it take before he was himself again?

You'd see progress soon, once they've learned a couple of songs.

- You're sure? - Yeah. You won't regret it.

- There's something else. - Yeah?

Manfred remembered where our dog was buried.

He could still be in touch with his real self, subconsciously.

But I didn't even know we had a dog.

Or I completely forgot. Isn't it weird to forget that?

The brain forgets things that don't matter. It's normal.

What if it's not things that don't matter?

Yeah, that's even more normal. But that's a longer conversation.

Focus on the band and getting Manfred back.

You should see Paul George play. He's incredible.

- Won't you come out? - No, I won't.

- That's really rude. - It's insane. Listen.

(they play out of time)

- Shouldn't they play the same song? - It's important not to interfere.

They should be playing the same song.

- The ugly one says I suck. - Everyone's equally good.

Don't lie. I know I'm not that good.

You have to play worse, so people won't pity me.

I don't see anyone to pity. I only see a shitload of talent.

Yeah, exactly. We're all the best.

It was Anker's idea, but he isn't saying he's better than anyone.

If an idea's gonna succeed, you've gotta pull together.

An idea isn't just an idea. You need the logistics in place,

the people to carry it out, and you need a plan.

So kind of like the Holocaust?

- Then I'm out! - IKEA would be a better example.

But let's do it again. Start over. Come on.

(they play out of time)

Stop, stop, stop!

It doesn't sound good. We have to play together, okay?

- E major. Follow me. - What's he doing now?

- Is he turning into McCartney? - Yeah, he’s switching identity now.

It’s amazing to watch. Now he’s going from George to Paul.

(plays 'Thank You for the Music')

Hamdan also thinks he’s Björn from ABBA.

He also thinks he’s Heinrich Himmler,

which caused trouble on the ferry.

He’ll be George again in a second. Or Paul.

That’s just too bad. We shouldn’t listen to that stuff.

Just knock it off.

(plays in rhythm)

When IKEA opened their first store in Denmark in 1969,

a lot of things weren’t ready yet.

This was before barcodes. The idea of selling furniture that way was new.

But there was belief in it. The same belief we all have today.

The band is back together. You can feel

you’re among the best, and they’ll feel it when we hit town.

Because I already paid the entry fee

250 kroner for the talent show at the inn.

It’s not impressive, but we gotta crawl before we walk.

We start small and work our way up slowly, just like IKEA.

- Cheers! - Cheers.

- Are we playing for an audience? - No, just a bunch of beavers.

240 very musical beavers who clap along to every song.

- But isn’t it dangerous? - Yeah.

If you get stage fright, just picture the crowd as beavers.

- Will you stop that? - Björn says I have to practice.

But I want to ask Lothar if you can play bass with us.

I’m better at the mosquito song.

(plays 'Jeg har fanget mig en myg')

(loud snoring)

Crazy you can be mute and snore like that.

Deaf people dream with sound too. And blind people dream in color.

I dream in German. It’s not because of the Holocaust.

I never dream about it, I wasn’t part of it.

I curse my Aryan origins.

When I was young, I dyed my hair black.

And wore dark contact lenses.

You know what? I think you should sleep now. You’re tired, Paul George.

There’s no Paul George here. There’s only Björn. Accept it.

Now we sleep, and we’ll figure out who we are tomorrow, okay?

(plays 'Chiquitita')

Good, good. Thank you.

You’ve really got that one down, so we don’t need to play it again.

- Aren’t they playing Beatles? - It’s coming, Werner.

But now I think we should try to breathe down into your belly.

And breathe out through your nose. That’s it.

Maybe we should try playing 'With a Little Help from My Friends'.

The one Werner suggested.

I don’t get what it’s about. It’s missing a layer.

- What did he say? - That it’s missing a layer.

You just sang about a banana.

He doesn’t talk to me, or I’m out!

Let’s calm down. We need to be nice to each other.

John, could you explain a bit about

what 'With a Little Help from My Friends' is about.

- How am I supposed to answer that? - What is everyone afraid of?

What do we fear the most?

- Vikings. - The Holocaust.

Yeah, maybe. But even more afraid of? I’ll give you a hint.

IKEA staff have something called a 'code 99'.

It’s when a child gets lost,

because the worst thing that can happen to a kid is

that it thinks it’s alone.

Hamdan?

I think the song is about kids who are alone in IKEA.

I also think it’s about some kids who live in IKEA.

That’s exactly what it’s about.

'With a Little Help from My Friends' is about never being alone.

That you always have people you trust, who’ll be there.

Do you feel that way about anyone?

Someone you trust, but you’re scared might leave you?

Yeah. Should we maybe try playing something else now?

(plays 'Chiquitita')

Sorry. That got really dramatic. That wasn’t the intention.

- Do you know who I am? - Nah...

People call me Flinke Flemming. So, do you know where Anker is?

Get up.

Let’s go upstairs and wait for him. We’ll sort it all out. Come on.

Everyone wants to be someone else.

- Young people want to be older, and vice versa. - What’s the point of playing ABBA?

- We’ve listened to jazz for 20 years. - So now jazz is totally wrong too?

When you hear it like that, in silence with red wine and analysis.

We’ve got idiot written all over us.

I got more out of hearing Paul George sing than I have in ages.

His name is Björn. He’ll kill himself if you call him that again.

You can’t just pick your own name.

You earn it, or your parents give it to you.

I can’t just call myself King Werner.

- It has to reflect reality. - You’re overbearing, Werner.

If everything has equal value, then nothing has value.

Jazz and the Beatles are better than ABBA. Healthy is better than sick.

Those are objective truths that can’t be debated.

We need a shared reality.

This is completely insane, Margrethe.

You’re not yourself anymore, just because you heard a song.

Margrethe just wants to be accepted as who she is.

When you look like I do, no one sees who you really are.

Everyone thinks you’re dumb when you’re pretty.

Only when I was with Werner did people start taking me seriously.

When they saw I clearly wasn’t after looks or money,

- but I was looking for someone smart, someone I could really relate to.

I get you.

I've been in relationships where they never saw me for who I am.

They just wanted a trophy girlfriend with that perfect Nordic look.

My blond hair and blue eyes have always felt like a curse.

What are you digging for?

Worms.

- With a metal detector? - Yeah, it's...

I just like digging, seeing what I run into.

Okay. So that makes it zero normal people on this property.

It's really amazing to see how you look out for your brother.

I mean, the whole band thing, bringing him back here and...

- Okay, I'll get back to digging. - Sure. I won't get in your way.

- I'm also short four kilometers. - What did you say?

- I'm also short four kilometers. - Yeah. Okay.

He's not answering. No, sorry!

Then we'll just take a finger.

- Please, don't. - Calm down and take a breath.

Can't you do something else? Hit me some more?

Could you please stop crying?

Sorry. Isn't there something I can do? Anything.

Put your hair up again, so you look like a little work boy.

Sure. No problem.

- I just need to use the bathroom. - Yeah. We're adults here.

If you try to run, I'll kill you.

Yeah, yeah.

Who are you calling?

That was stupid.

No! You're dead!

It's impossible to come up with a new story for a kids' book.

I've got a lot of great characters. It's just like...

Something's missing that makes the world unique.

There are over 1,900 kids' books with a duck as the main character.

- Why don't you sew something? - Like what?

Sew something for them out there. They've worn the same clothes since they came.

I like Björn. He says I could get really good at guitar.

Are you sad?

If you're sad, you can sleep in my bed.

Do you realize how much I've done for you?

Could you please help me here?

(Chopping wood)

Hi.

- That's not your axe. - It might be yours.

It was here when we bought the house. Do you want it?

It needs to stay in the workshop. It can't come down.

It has to hang there.

Oh yeah. I see.

There.

Did you make those markings everywhere?

They're not markings. They're runes.

There's a bunch of other old Viking stuff too.

Look.

I'm freezing. I don't want to be here.

Want me to make some hot cocoa?

What is Anker looking for out in the woods?

He said it's a lot of money, so you can tell me.

It's weird you're asking, when I don't know.

- Why can't Anker find it? - He can't remember anything.

Not even how you set a rune.

Set a rune? What does that mean?

When you have a secret, you set a rune so you can find the loot again.

And Anker wants you to set a rune somewhere near here?

I'd like to see how it's done. You could show me.

You think I'm crazy? I'm not crazy.

Anker's the crazy one.

He can't remember a thing. He's the one who's crazy.

Margrethe, can you come up and see something I sewed?

- I'm in the middle of something, Werner. - But it's now, Margrethe. Now!

Sorry.

I'll probably redo the whole thing. I'm not sure about the colors.

It's dyed beaver. Can we keep the clothes?

I'll have to check. It's probably some tax thing.

- Morning, Anker. - Morning, John.

Have you seen what Werner made?

And everyone insisted I should have a set too.

I'm leaning it toward the Beatles. McCartney invented 'Sgt. Pepper',

because they were tired of being just themselves. A whole new identity.

You probably think it's silly, but it's gonna work.

I think it's pure genius. We're on the right track.

- Whatever you're doing, keep going. - Okay, then I'll keep at it.

- Morning. - Morning.

I know you're looking for the money. John told me everything.

Relax, I'm not calling the cops or anything.

Why not?

- Because I want the same thing you do. - Okay.

- And what is it I want? - I think you want out.

But you can't find the money.

I can get John to tell us where it is.

Us?

- Can we quit the little games? - What little games?

Come on. I've seen the way you've looked at me since you got here.

And I get that you see me as out of your reach, but...

...Werner and I haven't been happy for years.

- You can't tell. - It's just a facade.

I'll go with you when you leave.

You told Margrethe about the money?

No. I only told her about runes. You just got a lot of money.

Now tell me where the rest of the money is!

Freja's coming.

Freja!

- He didn't follow you? - I don't think so.

I took the train. I didn't know what else to do.

- Are you okay? Is Manfred okay? - You can't just show up here.

You think I want to be here? I fucking hate being here!

Then I don't get why you came.

You're the biggest asshole in the world.

You just show up, and then everything goes insane again.

Can't you find your money?

You think I didn't know what you were up to? I know you.

We've waited so long, and now you just leave and dump it all.

You promised Mom you'd look after Manfred. You swore to her!

Of course I'm leaving. You should too.

- You've wasted your life on him. - If you leave, you're just like Dad.

Jesus Christ! Don't you dump that crap on me!

Sometimes I think I spot Dad in a crowd.

Then I dream that he says he's sorry.

I just don't get how someone can abandon a family like that.

I know it's crazy, but...

I still think he'll show up and give a speech at my wedding.

You and Mom have talked about him for 40 years.

The guy found another family.

It's not that deep. He couldn't handle Manfred. Nobody can.

Dad was a piece of shit, Freja. Be glad he left.

Dad was other things too. No one's just one thing.

- Isn't John going to help? - Just come on, Paul George.

Stop calling me Paul George! John, you with us?

Come help out. Stop feeling sorry for yourself.

Hey, hey, hey! Careful with the epaulette.

- You're not even in the band. - Nobody gets what you're saying.

- Swedish idiot. - I'm a Swedish idiot?

- What are you doing? - I'm not an alcoholic.

Clothes off. Now! The free ride stops right here.

- Clothes off! - Save it for the instruments.

You really think you can fool anyone?

You know damn well you don't have blue eyes or blond hair.

You're not Björn, and you'll never be. Total fraud!

No! Not the guitar!

- Paul! - I'm out!

- George? - Werner?

- Björn? - I'm out. It's over!

Okay, he'll take a little walk, and then we go.

Not here either. I'm going crazy. I can't do this anymore.

You have to make him understand this is killing us.

Can't we just go without the money? It doesn't matter now.

- You'll go to prison for this. - For what?

Yeah, for letting those idiots out of the hospital.

- Why would you say that? - They know damn well it's you.

I have no clue what you get for kidnapping four patients.

But it was Lothar. I only helped get Manfred out.

- And it was three patients. - The papers say four.

Paul George hit Werner and quit. We have to go onstage.

- I need you. - Over 25 people bought tickets.

We have huge problems in the band and a big show in three hours.

If I'd known this is managing... I've got a plan.

Shut up! This stops now, Kjeld.

- Why do you call him Kjeld? - Because his name is Kjeld.

- He's a psychiatric patient. - Aren't they all?

Exactly, Margrethe. That's what I've been saying.

Lothar Kjeld Gerner Nielsen, psychiatric patient.

Why are you mad that my name is Kjeld?

- Aren't you dying too? - Shut up and sit still.

- Maybe I'm dying. - Will you fucking stop it!

I've been sewing for 14 hours straight!

I'm running on seven hours of sleep, and you know what?

Right now I just need a glass of Burgundy, okay?

No! Anker!

Anker...

- Anker! - Did you see that?

He hit him. He hit him with a frying pan.

Now he's dying. Now he's dying too. Everyone dies.

- No one's dying. - Yes, he is.

- Then they'll send me away. - Stop it.

Why don't you go out and rehearse for your show?

I swear, touch that guitar again, and I'll smash your head in.

And yes, you're right. We all die, and it's your fault.

No, Anker, stop. That's not true.

Look at me. Look at Freja.

- Look at her. It's your fault. - Stop it.

It's your fault we're in this hole. It's your fault Dad left.

- It's all your fault. - Stop it, for fuck's sake!

No, John. Wait, John!

Don't!

- Get in. - No.

- Have you been crying? - Go. I'll take the bus.

- It's not embarrassing. I cried. - I cried way more.

- We can try to say sorry. - No, I'm going to Germany.

- What if we get the band together? - I'm going to Germany!

Holocaust! I'll end it, and you won't stop me.

I wouldn't dream of it. But maybe I could ride with you?

Lothar, answer me honestly.

Don't I have blond hair, and aren't my eyes blue?

I'm going crazy. I don't know if what I see is real.

But... I see...

- I don't see blue eyes and blond hair. - Oh no!

I see a dark-haired guy with an impressive beard.

But it doesn't matter what I see.

What counts is what you see.

I see the most talented member of the band.

And I see a ridiculously hot guy, who's totally at peace with himself.

And I see a great colleague, who could absolutely go solo.

Yeah.

- Great. Hop in. - Okay.

(car arrives)

Can I help you with anything?

Ow.

Anker!

Anker?

Flemming, calm down.

Anker?

I want the money, Anker.

It's not yours. I don't have it.

I tried calling. I'll have it soon.

I'll cut off your brother's finger. Then you get ten seconds to think.

- Then I'll take another, and another. - Flemming, stop it.

You'll get your money. I just have to find it.

I want to pay you, but I don't know where it is!

Okay, I've honestly never seen that before.

- Usually people scream like crazy. - Don't make it worse for him.

- He knows where it is. - Don't say a word.

- Do you know where the money is, Manfred? - John. Yeah, his name is John.

- Do you know where the money is, John? - It's down by the lake.

But I won't show you, if you hurt my brother.

You hurt my brother, so I'm not showing you.

Then I'll never find the money.

- Why do I have to come out here? - Get in the car. You're driving.

- Drive. - I'm not allowed to drive.

Only automatic. And I literally just lost a finger.

- I don't like this without Anker. - Drive, or I'll shoot you in the throat.

- Where do you want to go? - To the money.

We can't. It's Anker's money. I'm not allowed to tell anyone.

That hand really hurts now. And I'm hungry.

Can we get something to eat? I'm also kind of cold.

Yeah. Then we'll drive. We'll drive... Okay, I'm driving.

How do you make it go? This is really hard.

I can't! I will... Okay, I'm driving.

What you did here is seriously illegal.

- A little animal's crossing the road. - Shut up.

- Breathe normally. - I can't.

- You don't have to go faster. - Anker looks after me. Leave us alone.

- Don't hurt him. - Stop driving so fast.

- Slow down, you idiot. - Promise you won't kill Anker.

Slow down. Slow down, Manfred!

Your family has some serious issues. You know that, right?

Yeah.

Anker!

Anker.

Anker.

Manfred!

John!

Manfred!

Manfred!

My girl. Dad loves you.

See you Sunday. There's food. Just heat it up.

(punches and screams)

No, no, no, no!

- Something terrible happened. - Did something happen to Mom and Freja?

They killed him. He's dead.

- Who? - Come with me.

Call an ambulance.

Just wait till I get up there, Manfred. I'll wreck you.

You won't be able to walk. You won't be able to move.

Help me! Help Dad!

Look away, Manfred.

Anker, what are you doing? Anker?

John Lennon was shot four times as he arrived at his home.

He was rushed to the hospital, where he was pronounced dead.

The attacker, Mark David Chapman, is a fanatical fan...

We never talk about this.

You have to swear you won't tell anyone.

You stop being a Viking, okay?

Never be that again.

I was out picking mushrooms with Mom, but I didn't say anything.

Mom was standing right over him.

Are you upset I showed you?

I think I knew, in a way.

I thought it was something I'd dreamed.

Freja does that a lot too.

- Freja doesn't know? - No.

But she dreams about him.

She's really sad. I think she'd want to know.

You can tell her.

Should I tell her for both of us?

Can you do that? I'd really like you to.

I know you're leaving.

You're embarrassed by me.

I'm not always that easy to be around either.

Nobody's nice all the time.

You can be whoever you want.

(jazz music)

- What happened? - I found her this morning.

She fell badly on one of the rocks.

We're home now. Come on. Come, come.

- Can I do anything? - No. She needs to take it easy.

I think I'll make some soup. She lost quite a few teeth.

Okay, let's just do this. Did I lie about who I am?

Yeah, maybe. My dad was union rep at IKEA in Ballerup, not Taastrup.

The Taastrup store only opened after they shut down Ballerup.

So yeah, my dad was the boss,

Of the only IKEA store that's ever been shut down.

You realize what something like that does to a small family.

Does that make me a bad person, that I'm a dreamer,

- that I don't always get stuck between fantasy and reality,

- and I'm just trying to bring back the best band in the world,

- then fine, you can call me sick.

And if you wanna hit me again, Björn and I bought a new frying pan.

Can you forgive me, Anker? What do you say?

Are you mad at me?

I forgive you. I'm not mad.

Thanks, Anker.

- There, it's their turn. - It's not fresh. Smell it.

- I can't smell anything. - Oh, shut up.

What an afternoon, huh? What a show!

Does he have to bring the axe? It's dangerous.

It's way too big. How did you get them to let you bring it in?

- Axes are allowed again. - Not on stage!

The Flying Beavers!

Then you can't play with us.

If you really want it, bring it. But you don't need it.

(plays 'Twist and Shout')

(gasps)

There are many different people in this world.

And under the Great Chief, everyone was happy, all equal.

Everyone was equally happy.

Of course there were bumps in the road, and battles that had to be fought.

But the Great Chief always made sure that everyone was worth the same.

And he knew, when everyone's missing a foot, then nobody's missing a foot.

As the years went by, everyone just got even happier than before.

Even though a people missing limbs have terrible balance,

- and really shouldn't throw axes at each other, they didn't hold back.

Because if everyone has bad balance, then nobody has bad balance.

When the day came that the unthinkable happened,

- the Great Chief didn't hesitate before making his decision.

Many were afraid, but nobody would say it out loud.

And the Great Chief was the last to lay his head on the block.

And in the seconds before the axe struck his neck,

- he looked out over his people, and a deep calm washed over his heart.

For the misfits and outcasts, the different ones,

- the weak, the sick, the rich, the poor, the beautiful and the ugly,

- the men and the women, and those who didn't know who they were,

- he'd never seen them so calm and steady,

- and at last, everyone was worth the same.

Danish subtitles: Louise Munk Alminde Scandinavian Text Service