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Hello! Where am I?

Hello! Does anyone hear me?

Keep your mouth shut.

Calm down! I won't touch you but calm down!

Don't touch me!

Nobody's going to touch you. Take the helm, Löfgren.

Tell me what's going on.

What was that?

Maybe it was just a little birdie.

Thanks. Who is she?

Hi.

Hello?

Talk to me. Say something, god damn it!

What is this place?

Alright then...

Name? - Poikelus.

Forenames? - Onerva Kristiina. I can speak.

Any hassle? - She's a talker.

I want to know what I'm doing here!

Any general illnesses? - No.

Are you pregnant? - No, but listen...

Clean.

Look here. Follow the light.

Open your mouth.

Open.

Let's calm down now. - I want to know what I'm doing here.

Sit down. - No I won't!

Let go of me! - Alright now!

Can we let go of Mrs Poikelus now?

We're not finished. - Yes we are finished.

Alright, come this way. Please...

Well, look here. These were saved from the weekend storm.

I assume you're going to tell me why I'm here.

Doctor Gösta Lundsten. May I call you Onerva?

You may. Onerva Poikelus. Why the hell...

You're clenching your fist.

Open it. Go on.

There you go. Now make a fist again.

Then open it.

Good. The adrenaline's flowing through your body.

It causes a fight or flight reaction.

Let's calm it down, so your mind can relax too.

I am relaxed. I'm not mad.

Why use such a word?

Because I've been brought to a madhouse.

Eaglerock is a sanatorium.

That's semantics. Same meaning.

Yes. But maybe not.

Sanatorium. It's Latin for healing.

I don't understand why I need to be healed.

Let me rephrase.

Sometimes the pressures of the modern society -

weigh on the individual.

Would you like some? - No.

And sometimes individuals feel it strongly.

Here at Eaglerock, you can stop for a moment -

and look deep within yourself to find out who you really are.

I'm Onerva Poikelus, a sociology

student at the University of Helsinki.

I'm a Finnish citizen and a legally competent member of society.

Of course, that's obvious.

My family's probably wondering where I am.

Do you have someone particular in mind?

My husband for starters.

Right. Of course. Your husband.

Can I call him? - Of course.

Thank you.

As soon as the phone lines are working.

I may have mentioned that we had a nasty storm last weekend.

That's island life for you.

But you'll get used to it. It's part of the charm, actually.

When will I get out of here? There's been a mistake.

In time.

Alaska!

You're free to move around the island.

You'll wear a green band.

You wear the band on your right arm.

You may remove it when you go to sleep.

We have four types of bands:

Chronic patients...

Within the hospital fence...

Pacifying room.

Lights out at nine, the bathroom is down the corridor.

Keep your room tidy... - Knock first!

Serafina, may we enter?

Come on in.

You can get acquainted.

Don't you love it!

Love what? - Our palace.

Yes, it is.

"Beautiful sisters, come high up on to the strongest rocks."

"We are all heroines, horsewomen, eyes of innocence, -

heavenly foreheads, rose masks, -

heavy breakers and birds flown by."

You are now my sister Onerva. - Thank you.

But I'm not staying.

Me neither! - You're not?

I'm going home tomorrow. And to think we just found each other.

How long have you been here? - Put your belongings here.

I've got nothing.

Now you have me.

And this.

I actually need menstrual pads.

I'm on my period. I need menstrual pads.

You don't have anything else? - Not at the moment.

Thank you, kind sir.

I need to get out of here.

You can't go today. The ferry isn't sailing any more. Let's go there.

Onerva's panties.

Onerva's little wieners.

What naughtiness have you done, Onerva?

You can't ask such a thing.

Onerva's my sister.

Not like Josefina, but my soul sister.

Look at your little wieners. Soft little wieners.

Let's continue, Alma. Thank you.

Vera von Clause and Alma.

I'll take the lighter. Bring your panties.

I dropped them... - It's okay.

Well, do you want it?

Are you sure? - Yeah.

Like this?

Thanks.

What are you looking at? Why are you looking at me?

What are you staring at? - I'm not staring!

Where are you going, knucklehead?

So you're a stalker? - I'm just washing my clothes.

You're still looking at me. I can see you.

Don't look at me, knucklehead.

Serafina.

Serafina.

Are you in here?

"Glowing branches always enshroud me..."

"The silky veil of sleep..."

"Gentle, bright, ethereal."

There.

What are you doing here? - Working. We have to work.

Okay.

We work from dawn till dusk without respite.

But once we die, we'll go to heaven, where we'll rest.

Look how beautiful these are.

Perfect.

Just like people.

But sometimes something goes wrong.

Look.

Look how ugly this is. You can't leave it among the others.

We have to put it here in its own place.

And you get rid of them? - Absolutely not!

We can still make juice from this one.

We just cut out the rotten bits.

Onerva, dear.

Here you can stop and look deep within yourself -

to find out who you really are.

And here, you have the time to do it at your own pace.

Yes? - Are the phones working?

What? - The storm cut off the lines.

Really? - I need to make a call. Right now.

Lundsten decides on phone calls. - I have permission.

Oh? - He promised me.

Are the phones working? - Onerva, you don't have permission.

Was there a storm here in the weekend?

Yes, there was. You remember the awful thunder, Alma?

Daddy said you should never go under a tree.

Alma won't go.

It wasn't as bad as the one in the autumn.

The ferry didn't sail for many days.

So how long have you been here? - A long time.

Which one of you was it?

Oh, oh, oh.

Indeed, Alma, "oh, oh, oh".

Someone's been blabbing.

Let me ask again. Someone blabbed about my cigarettes.

Which one of you was it?

Was it you? You little one there.

Or was it you?

It was you. - It wasn't me.

That's what you were looking at. What did they give you?

It wasn't Onerva.

We know nothing about her.

But I do know one thing.

You're a snitch.

You fucking snitch.

I'm not.

I'm not afraid of you.

You're not? Not even a little? Maybe you should just a teeny bit.

Just a teeny weeny bit. Shouldn't you?

Aren't you afraid...

Alma, close the door.

Fight!

I haven't done anything.

Shit!

Leave.

It wasn't Onerva.

What? - It wasn't Onerva. It was me.

Don't look at me.

Don't look at me! Eyes on the ground.

Eyes on the ground!

Eyes on the ground! You fucking princess!

You fucking little...

Stop your bullying!

What's going on here?

Awfully slippery floor!

I may need a band-aid. - Right...

Serafina.

What?

Do you hear it?

Hear what?

Someone screamed.

I didn't hear anything.

I have to get a good night's sleep. Tomorrow I'm going home.

It wasn't Serafina. - Of course not.

Thanks. - Onerva's little wieners!

Poikelus! Once you're done, Lundsten's expecting you.

Finally.

Perhaps we'll leave on the same ferry.

Perhaps.

Go, go...

Come on, go.

Doctor. - What?

Ah, yes.

Of course. My apologies.

Onerva, right? Miss Poikelus? Mrs!

Thank you, Alaska.

Onerva. O-nerva. It's Latin for "without nerve".

Are you nerveless?

That's not a word.

I guess not. Yes.

Words interest you. Let's start with that.

You know what interests me even more? Using the phone.

The phone? - Yes, like we agreed.

Sure, but the lines are still down.

Can I just try? - I'll tell you as soon as...

Shit phone!

I was about to say, I'll tell you as soon as the lines are fixed.

Everything's alright. Your doubts are understandable.

The academic approach entails basing knowledge on evidence.

What was your major? - Sociology.

Right...

And in your spare time?

What do you do when you're not in the lecture halls?

I organise student events.

What kind?

We're challenging the existing status quo that people take for granted.

We want peace!

Did you meet your husband in those circles?

Tuomas, yes. We've been married for a year now.

Happily? - Yes.

Is Tuomas a student too?

He graduated and is now working at a political party office.

Sounds like you had a fulfilling life.

Just say what you want to know!

How did you end up here? - I'd like you to tell me.

I'd like to hear your version. - I don't know what I'm doing here!

We had an anti-war protest. I guess four or five days ago.

Someone called the police, I don't know why.

I was detained with a few others.

They held us in a cell for two nights.

Two nights!

The next thing I knew, I woke up on the ferry.

That must have been very scary.

You do understand I don't belong here?

Here's what we're going to do.

I'll look into your papers at length.

And I'll make a couple of calls. Well, as soon as they fix the lines.

You'll get to call your husband as soon as possible.

I promise. How does that sound?

Sounds good.

This was a good conversation.

Thank you.

Hey! Don't go there.

What place is that? - Nothing anymore.

This used to be a tuberculosis hospital.

That's where they kept the dying patients.

Some people say you can still hear their ghosts crying.

Like who? - Your roommate, for starters.

Serafina's alright. - No she's not.

She's going home. - No.

She's leaving today.

On a home visit. She goes once a month.

Serafina thinks she's leaving forever.

Lundsten's lies.

Why would he lie about something like that?

What happened when you first arrived?

First the guard roughed you up on the ferry.

Then you had an unpleasant health examination...

But then the Doc appeared in the nick of time to save you.

They do it to everyone. Look, darling...

You can't trust anyone here.

Not Lundsten, or his wife, or anyone else.

They're just playing a game.

Serafina. - Knock first!

Sorry.

Enter!

I just wanted to ask...

Look at this.

I can't wait until my sister sees this.

It's lovely.

I wanted to ask if you're going home. - Oh no no no no...

It's ruined.

No it's not.

Let's get it cleaned.

Is this blood?

I just wanted to look pretty when I finally get to see Josefina.

When will you be back? - I won't.

Are you sure?

Onerva.

I'm so happy we found each other.

But I've been waiting to see my sister for so long, -

so I'm going now.

Even though it's sad to leave you.

Okay.

Give my regards to your sister!

Sister what?

Where's Ritva? - She went to fetch some apples.

Surprise!

Why are you snooping around again?

Alright, I'm off.

See you.

Look at this.

I've been looking for this.

What does Serafina need it for? She's

so happy she'll get to see her sister.

Serafina doesn't have a sister. - Yes she does. Josefina.

Her sister's dead.

What?

No... No no no...

Onerva, wait!

Onerva.

Are you alright?

Calm down, Onerva.

She's going to kill herself!

Who? - Serafina. She said she'd been waiting...

Onerva, go to your room and calm down.

You can't ignore this. Notify her family. They need to watch her...

In this place the staff plan the treatment -

and the patients mind their own business.

Onerva. Is there something? - Serafina's going to commit suicide!

She said she's visiting her sister who's dead.

Onerva, calm down. Breathe.

See you at home.

Yes?

Someone needs to go after her and watch her...

We're well aware of Serafina's habits.

But I've seen...

Serafina is on a home visit, but she's accompanied by a nurse.

She won't be unsupervised, ever.

Really? - Yes.

And Onerva...

You don't need to worry about the others here. Only about yourself.

It's all you need to do here.

And even that's more than enough for many.

Thanks, I'd be happy to take care of myself if you'd just let me.

Did you fall down?

If you're hurt, go to Emilia and let her take a look at it.

Well... yes...

Are we not done yet?

Look!

They must have fixed the lines.

But I can't call because the daily quota's full.

No. I promised you as soon as the lines are working.

Go ahead.

Where are you calling, if I may ask? - Home.

Try his office. Maybe Tuomas is working late.

Maybe.

Poikelus. - Tuomas! It's me!

Onerva, honey! Are you alright?

I'm at a mental institution... - Sanatorium.

You have to get me out. - I'm so glad to hear your voice.

I've been so worried.

This place is just awful.

Onerva, I thought Eaglerock was a classy place.

What?

How are they treating you?

You know where I am?

Yes. I know.

Are you still there?

Are you still there?

You sent me here?

Technically I wasn't the one who sent you...

But...

I did it for you. And for us.

Onerva, honey. I had to do something.

We've talked about this. You haven't been yourself.

The way you behave, it scares me.

Tuomas. I'm in a mental institution.

Just take it as a holiday. - A holiday?

They brought me in handcuffs.

Listen. I'll come visit as soon as I can.

What did you sign?

"Due to my wife's weakened mental condition, -

her uncontrolled alcohol abuse and her growing aggression -

I hereby agree to commit my wife, Onerva Kristiina Poikelus, -

to Eaglerock Sanatorium..."

But this is not...

But this is not me.

I'm not crazy.

This isn't true...

It's not true. I'm not like that.

I'm not crazy!

I'm not crazy!

I'm not!