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Hannes! Hannes!

Jochen! Come back! He's dead!

It's me... Jochen. Take my...

Aksel, faster!

We're going to die! We're going to die!

Get a grip, Rauni! You're not going to die! No one else is going to die!

You never give up, do you?

You always have to be the hero. The fucking hero!

Karl, how are we doing?

I can't see them anymore. I think they are regrouping.

This could be our chance. It'll get dark any moment.

If we can get to the forest, we can escape in the dark.

Always the optimist... But we have no choice.

UKRAINE, 1944

The German Army Scandinavian Volunteer Division: SS Panzer Division Wiking.

Separated from their unit. Lost and freezing.

The stove is still hot...

They must have fled when they saw us coming...

Schr�der, clear the entrance of snow.

I thought we'd stand watch in twos, but I think we all need some sleep.

- I can take the first shift on my own. - Gerhard, what happened before...

Isn't it time you started speaking German like everyone else?

Shut the fuck up!

Beckert?

- Beckert, are you awake? - Elsie?

- I was thinking of something. - What? What is it?

If the door and windows were jammed with snow... How did they get out?

The people who live here... How did they get out?

Rauni! If the door and windows were jammed with snow -

- how did the people who live here get out?

- Through the chimney? - Wake up Aksel!

Aksel? Wake up! Aksel?

Jesus Christ! What the bloody hell was that?

- I think I got it! - Did you hit it or didn't you?

- I don't know. I think so. - We'll just have to go and see.

No way I'm going in there again!

So what do we do? Freeze to death?

I'll have a look. Cover me.

You're the hero, mate...

That thing had better be dead!

Are you OK?

Give me a light! Karl, the lamp!

MARIA

I need help down here!

Get the spade!

Get the spade now!

We need something heavy!

FROSTBITE

Bloody morons!

Saga, when you get your license, promise you won't drive like that.

I fell, and I can't get up...

But, honey, I told you we would take that together.

I brought it up here, didn't I?

- What do you think? - About what?

The apartment.

Everything will be fine, you'll see. Once the furniture gets here.

Do we really need furniture?

We could just cover everything in plastic and eat from the floor.

So this is the reason we moved to this dump?

Yes, Gerhard Beckert. He is a leading figure in genetic science.

He also happens to look like a moron.

Stop being so grumpy, please.

Well, I suppose maybe it won't look as bad in the daytime.

I told you they have polar night up here. No daylight for a month.

I'll go and get more stuff from the car. You're coming?

I should've moved in with dad instead...

Are you OK?

What?

I'm fine... This isn't the first time.

Well, that's lucky.

Try and be more careful next time, OK?

- Asshole! - I heard that.

It's 6.30, and here's the local news.

A young man was found dead. According to the police...

It was all renovated in 1984.

The mental institution was connected to the main building.

The old premises from the 50's are more or less intact.

We can visit the electric shock therapy room later.

After lunch maybe.

That corridor leads back to the foyer. This way is the eye clinic.

We'll go this way and come back here later.

And here we keep... Jesus Christ! What the hell is going on here?!

Creative anatomy studies?

We don't want to see any of that! Is that clear?

Throw syringes again, and I'll give you creative anatomy studies, OK?

Start working on your hemophobia instead, if you want to be a doctor!

- It won't happen again, sorry. - Good.

Wheelchair racing. Anesthetic in the cocktails at our office party.

I don't even want to imagine... Those blasted budget cuts.

Doctors are either wet behind the ears, or they've got one foot in the grave.

Never mind. This way...

- What's the bullseye? - The spleen.

Gerhard... May I introduce our new colleague: Annika Wall�n.

It's a pleasure to meet you. You are the main reason I applied for this job.

Oh, really? I thought it was because of me.

So, you're interested in genetic research, then?

I'm still somewhat of an amateur in that area.

Good. I don't trust experts. Amateurs are passionate about their work.

I'm busy right now, but we should meet and talk some more on the subject.

I'm looking forward to that.

That's Gerhard's private patient. His only patient, in fact.

Car accident. She's been in a coma for over a year.

D�j� vu. I had the weirdest dream last night. I was washing the dishes.

But everything was so brittle, that it all just broke.

But I just went on until the water was colored with blood.

- What do you think of that? - Of what?

The dream... What does it mean?

- Do I know you? - You have my old locker.

- Voila! You got a light? - You can't smoke in here, can you?

No worries, I've got one.

- You just have to come to the party. - Thanks, but I'm not invited.

I'm inviting you now. There, you're invited. Officially.

Anyway, did you hear about the guy who got killed?

No.

I know a guy at the hospital. We can go look at the corpse.

No, I have class now... Besides, it sounds like a horribly bad idea.

You don't have to answer now. Give it some time, think about it.

Bring a camera, so we can take photographs.

If you have to smoke, you'll have to do it over there!

Yes, yes, yes. Rules, rules, rules. Fascism, fascism, fascism.

I confess! It was me. Put me away. I'm a danger to society!

I need a good talking to, and heavy medication! You'd better handcuff me.

- Dress warmer and put that out. - Do you think you'll catch him?

- Who? - You know who. The killer.

No one has said anything about murder.

And you should show more respect for the dead.

It's my parents. It pains me to turn them in.

But justice must be served. Lock them up and throw away the key.

Run along now, will you? I'm sure you have a class now anyway.

- Yo, mama! - Whazzup, motherfucker?

- So what do you think about it? - About what?

- Sander Carlsson is dead! - You're bullshitting me!

- But we saw him yesterday! - When did you see him?

The cops asked if I'd seen anything. What was I supposed to say?

"I saw him driving down a foot path at 100 kph".

- Haven't you been questioned? - No. What happened to him?

They've been looking for you, you just haven't heard anything.

Because of your humongous headphones. They'll give you neck injuries.

- Can anyone tell me what happened? - He crashed, I suppose...

- Wasn't that just a question of time? - How are the party preparations going?

This will be the most awesome party! People will talk about it for weeks.

Just make sure that some of the house still stands when we get there.

- We're having dinner with my parents. - Cornelia and her beloved Sebastian.

I invited this girl to the party. You'll like her, such a nice girl!

When did you see Sander Carlsson?

12 HOURS EARLIER

Rick Allen isn't the drummer of Iron Maiden!

- So who is? - Nicko McBrain plays in Maiden.

- You just made that name up. - You're thinking of Def Leppard.

- And the difference is? - He's only got one arm!

How could anyone play the drums with just one arm?

- Can you get something for the party? - Sure. I've got contacts.

- Isn't he doing community service? - It's ironic, isn't it?

He gets community service for doing the community a service!

No worries, though, I've got a new contact.

We can't have that! Overtake them! Burn them off the road!

Wow! D�j� vu.

If the cops see us, your license is history!

Wasn't that Sander?

Who else? Christ, the way he drives! It's a wonder he's survived this long!

Well... To begin with, we have a penetrating skull trauma.

But that's not what's bothering me. Any idiot can pick up one of those.

- What's really interesting is this. - What's that?

Dermatic perforations at a 35mm distance of Arteria carotis communis.

Really? Could you run that by me one more time, in normal language?

Two holes right into his main artery. That alone would be the cause of death.

But how did he get them?

- So there is a crime involved? - I don't know, I just got him in.

It could just be from his helmet strap.

But in my whole medical career, I've never seen anything like it.

But you can stay for the autopsy. I'll give you answers as they come up.

Thanks, but no thanks.

Why don't you call me when you know?

I have a bit of a problem with dissected people.

You do, do you? Well, I'll call you as soon as I find out more.

- You have my number, right? - Oh yes.

Hello, darling, it's me... No, your husband!

I have to work late today. This thing just came in...

Well, a corpse, obviously.

And yes, I know how the microwave oven works.

And say hello to your choir leader. Bye.

Gerhard! Good Lord!

You've worked with dead people for too long.

Doctors don't have to work with living human beings, if they don't want to.

How can I help you?

- I will take over this autopsy. - Take over?

- Yes, if you don't mind. - I was a bit surprised, that's all.

I thought maybe I should get back to field work again.

And I overheard your conversation...

Lisbeth is going out tonight, and she's put something in the fridge -

- for me to heat up. But I've forgotten what it was.

And she said I absolutely shouldn't take the... whatever it was.

The little problems of everyday life. Hurry on home then!

Thanks. I owe you one.

Don't mention it.

That police officer, Jacob, was here.

He wanted to see the report. I've got his number here somewhere.

- I'll take care of that. - OK. Thanks again, Beckert.

May the Lord have mercy on your soul!

- D�j� vu. - Do you always stand there?

- So, you thought about it? - The corpse? No, thanks.

- No, the party. You're going? - Who are you?

- Vega. - Saga.

You're joking? Vega and Saga? That's like Smith & Jones, or Bonnie & Clyde.

It must be an omen. Something cosmic.

- Are you on medication? - Not at the moment.

What about the party? It'll be fun. You'll get a chance to meet people.

What kind of people? Patients from your ward?

No, sound people with healthy bodily fluids.

- I'll think about it. - Good. Don't be scared of strangers.

Well, now you've detained me long enough. Ta-ta!

Hello?

Damn!

- Weren't you supposed to make soup? - There are no spoons.

They must be in one of these boxes, somewhere. Have you seen the mixer?

- What? - The mixer, the blue one.

- I don't think we have a blue mixer. - Oh, come on. The blue mixer!

No, I haven't seen it. Maybe it got lost?

What if someone took it? One of the removal guys?

I'm sure it's at the bottom of a box somewhere, along with the spoons.

There's a film on tonight. French, I think. Want to watch?

Yes... No, I'm going out tonight.

Really? Well, I probably don't have the time either.

- But you must have seen it? - The film?

The mixer! You made milk shakes with it.

I haven't made milk shakes since junior high!

It's blue, anyway. Do you know what I found?

The Soda Stream I got when I was in junior high!

What's that?

I don't know. I took it from professor Beckert.

Can I have a look at it?

- Oh... It's one of those! - You know what it is?

I knew a guy who used to sell these at parties. Great stuff.

- How do you mean? - Great fun, will save any party.

Like ganja, but without the smoke. You want to try it?

OK.

Give it here then.

- For fuck's sake! I was just kidding. - It tastes like shit!

Are you out of your mind? You can't just swallow any pills...

And you shouldn't trick people like that.

Wait... Something's happening.

- What? - My head's swimming.

Sebastian?

Sebastian?

Fuck!

- You all right, Lukas? - It's fun until someone gets hurt.

Have another pill, why don't you?

Saga? Could you come over and help me, please?

- What is it? - Are you going out?

Yes, I was invited to a party. I told you.

Invited to a party already? What's that, a personal record?

- What do you need my help for? - This. It's not working.

Move that card there.

I'm amazed I didn't see that. Will you be out late?

I don't think so. You're working the night shift anyway, aren't you?

The whole place seems to be full of mental head cases.

- Isn't that a tautology? - What?

No, forget it. It's great you got to know people already!

Yes, a few. It's nice to have friends who aren't removal men.

Removal men may be useful, but you don't go and see a movie with them.

- Let's pick out clothes for you! - I've chosen some already.

Don't be silly. Come on, let's go!

How are the larvae?

You are eating larvae. How do they taste?

A big boy like you have nothing to worry about.

- Tell her I've gone out. - Marit has been dead for 20 years.

I'm aware of that.

I have a terrible headache.

Go get it!

I'm looking for a ball. Have you seen my ball?

No.

Come on! Come here, boy!

Talking dogs... There's not a bloody thing written about talking dogs!

Hello?

Hello?

- Jesus Christ, you scared me! - Sorry.

- What did you do? You're all... - It's just a bit of... ketchup.

- Shouldn't you get ready? - For what?

- For dinner with my parents. - Oh, bloody hell!

I just wanted to make sure you hadn't forgotten about it.

- No, don't worry. - OK, see you at our place, then?

Yes, of course.

- Take a shower, for God's sake. - Don't worry, Cornelia!

Where did Rufus go?

- Rufus! - Hey! You! Mr. Smartypants!

- Look what I found! - Rufus, don't touch it!

- Anything on the floor is mine! - I need it, OK?

What are you screaming about? What are you doing?

- Did he poo on the carpet? - No, but he...

- Pull yourself together, Sebastian! - But there's dog hair all over the...

Don't be late, please! My parents like people who are on time.

Come on, Rufus!

- Get a grip! - You're going to burn!

Burn!

OK then. See you later!

Hello? Mr. Dope Fiend?

Thank God! I was completely sure I'd missed you!

- Were you able to get me anything? - Get you what?

For the party.

I called a week ago. Don't let me down now.

- I'm sorry, Vega, I forgot. - You forgot? I gave you money!

I'll give it back to you tomorrow.

The party's tonight! What the hell am I supposed to do?

- I can get you some laughing gas. - I want to party, not give birth.

- And why are you still at home? - I live here.

Weren't you going to Cornelia's parents?

- Oh, shit! She's going to kill me! - Serves you right.

I have to run. I have to take a shower.

You'll get your money tomorrow. I just don't have time right now.

I'm sorry, Vega.

- Professor Beckert? - Someone's been in my private lab!

She bit me! Your patient, the comatose woman.

- She bit me! - May I see that?

Here. Press this against the wound.

Come on. Ring the door bell. You're just a little late.

- You must be Sebastian. Welcome! - Thank you.

Watch out, or Hampus will jump out through the door.

- My name is Eva. - Nice to meet you.

Why don't you hang your clothes over there? Dinner will be ready soon.

What's wrong with you?

- What? - What's wrong with you?

Get lost, monkey-boy! Hi, honey. How are you doing?

I'm fine... I have to... where's the bathroom?

- That door over there... Are you OK? - I feel great.

Get focused.

Hello?

Hello?

- Aloha, baby! - What do you think?

- Kinky. - Could you sort anything out?

Yes, but I don't know if we should.

I feel a bit bad about it. I nicked them from Sebastian.

- Fuck him, if he can't take a joke. - Where is everybody?

They're on their way. Cornelia and Sebastian will show up later.

People should start arriving soon.

And here they are!

- Hi there! - Wait till you see what I've got.

I'll take whatever's behind door number three!

That's awesome! I want to try.

My precious!

Anyone there?

That wasn't funny!

Bad dog! Don't you see you're scaring the girl?

Hello there. We haven't met.

Hi... Nice to...

...meet you. - Are you all right?

Yeah, sure. My collar's too tight. Can't really breathe.

I remember meeting Eva's parents for the first time. Sweating like a pig.

Come on, let's go to the dining room.

- I can't. I can't take one. - What do you mean you can't?

I've taken medicine for my asthma, and I can't mix it with Ecstasy!

I can barely do alcohol as it is...

After all this hype you're just going to "say no"?

And this isn't even Ecstasy! We don't know what it is.

Are you sure it's compatible with my medicine?

"Compatible with my asthma medicine!" Give me a break! Here you go, Vega.

I'll see what happens to you first.

Then I might take one. I don't want to end up in hospital.

What the fuck! Can someone please do drugs properly here?

- Hello. I took one. - Oh, shut up.

We raise our eyes to you in hope, and you give us our food when it is due.

You open your hand and satisfy every living creature with your kindness.

- Gloryfied be Thy name. Amen. - Amen.

Dinner is served.

I hope you like sea trout braised in garlic.

Looks delicious.

Come in!

- We haven't met, but... - I know, you're Vega's mystery date!

Glad to see you here. My name is John.

And I'm not really Vega's "date".

Not a sound, Annika...

- Dance? - Maybe later, but probably never.

- Cool! - You seem a bit off.

No, I'm fine. It's just that... I have this weird feeling.

I have a feeling this is going to be a great party!

Just chill out a bit.

How are we doing? Isn't it time we let loose the mad dogs of hell?

- Vega, your date's here. Cute girl. - I know.

- John, where can I smoke? - Allow me to show you.

Come on, join the fun!

I'll go and get some more.

- Saga, darling! You came! - But of course.

You'll have the time of your life! Have you had some punch? Come on.

Is it too much to ask what the hell is going on here?

Answer me, for fuck's sake! You demented bastard!

- Apologize. - I am sorry.

Say it with more feeling, as if you really mean it.

I am really sorry.

- Where are the pills? - What?

- Where are the pills? - What pills?

You have no idea, do you?

You might feel a slight sting.

Who are you? Who the hell are you, and what the hell is going on?

- Calm down, Annika. - Explain!

You want me to explain. Then I'll tell you.

On the Eastern front in 44, we took refuge in a cabin.

But we couldn't hide from what we found there.

Beckert... Grab her arms and we'll drag her outside.

We'll get some firewood and burn it to hell!

That was my last night as a human being.

As a soldier I had to kill many times before. But that night I killed -

- and drank blood for the first time.

And the only one who left the cabin with me was of the same kind as I.

When the Third Reich fell, and the German army surrendered -

- I headed back to Sweden, with what I claimed to be my daughter.

We started a new life here.

You're joking, right?

You want me to believe that you're a vampire?

- You can believe whatever you want. - I think you're completely...

You're suffering from schizophrenic...

My God!

- Don't move! I swear, I'll... - Kill me? Can you do that?

Go ahead and try, Annika. Stab me. Straight through my heart!

I'm on to you, John. I know what you are. You're a lemon.

I always thought of myself as a mango. OK, Freud, what do you mean?

People might be attracted to your nice round shape, and bright yellow color.

But they run away, when they realize that you're bitter and sour inside.

You go well with drinks, though.

Sebastian? Are you all right?

- Sebastian? - Yes, I'm coming. In a minute.

Sebastian, open this door!

I'm not feeling well, and I would like to go home now, thank you.

Where's my rabbit?

Good work, Sebastian. I've always hated that bloody rabbit!

- How did you get to know Vega? - Everyone knows Vega.

She's a nice girl, and not as mad as she seems.

She just wants to make a cool impression.

That guy definitely can't handle his drink!

Cornelia, darling! Where's Sebastian?

I am now going to drink my brains out!

I don't fucking care where Sebastian is or what the hell he's doing.

Come on, Ceasar, do your business.

Well, hello there!

I think it's only fair for you to know I carry mace in my handbag.

Calm down, will you?

I'm not feeling well, I have to go home.

- Drink some water. - No, I'm serious.

I think it's those pills. There's something weird about them.

What pills have you taken?

Something is very wrong!

He's just had a bit too much to drink.

Joel, I'll take you to the bathroom. Come on.

- I've got to go to the bathroom. - OK, I'll keep your seat.

I wish we had met under different circumstances.

The comatose woman? Is she one of you?

She's my guinea pig. I've tried to find a treatment for this curse.

Being a vampire has many drawbacks. But now I've changed my research.

Instead of trying to destroy my vampire genes, I've started to improve them.

So you're trying to cross humans with vampires?

You see. You really understand me.

My little blood supply. Thanks to her, I have access to vampire blood.

And human blood is always obtainable.

You're using her!

I tried to cure her, but she was too stubborn.

I'm the latest model. She's stuck in the past.

I'm close to perfection. She's just a stepping stone for the new species.

Just like you. You're stuck in the past too.

You're her kind.

What do you mean by that? Her kind?

Look at yourself! Feel it!

You must realize what happened to you?

You overpowered me even though you should be physically inferior!

It's busy, OK?

Come on!

My eyes hurt!

Please turn out the light.

OK, I'll turn it out. But we can't stay in here for ever.

How do you feel?

Joel? I'm turning the light on.

Joel?

Joel!

Open the door! Open the door!

This is Central. Calling Unit D2. Over.

D2 listening, on Main Street. Over.

Could you please have a look at something? Over.

- Is it important? Over. - It's very important, yes. Over.

OK, we're on our way. Over and out.

To think I moved here to wind down...

What happened?

- The blood isn't mine. - So, whose is it?

A poodle's. You won't believe this.

A hysterical old lady is being sedated in the staff room.

We have this guy in a cell who's beyond description.

The old lady was holding a leash that ended up in a pile of blood-soaked fur.

Next to her is this guy, apologizing.

He's saying: "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to!"

The old lady is devastated, demanding we arrest him for killing her dog.

- Ceasar. - Ceasar.

Seems like this guy did horrible things to Ceasar.

- What do we have to do with this? - You have to check this guy out.

- Sebastian. - His name is Sebastian.

Hello?

Hello? Give me the keys.

- To what? - The cell. I'll check him out.

I don't think that's a good idea.

I think I have enough training to deal with a lapdog killer.

Give me the keys.

If you're going in there, you'll need some equipment.

- Ready? - Ready.

What are you doing?

- Loading up with teargas. - I can see that, but why?

- I might have to pull you out. - You must be joking?

- You don't know what's in there. - Yes I do: a pet killer.

What do you use against hardened criminals? Anti-aircraft guns?

Let me in.

OK. Very funny. Teenage werewolves, dead lapdogs...

Is this a typical Lapland joke?

Get on top of him! Use the shield!

Incoming!

My eyes!

- I'm sorry. I thought that... - That shit really hurts!

You scared me!

- What are you doing?! - One more step and I'll do it again!

- Why? - You're a demon!

- No, I'm not. - You have red eyes and fangs!

It's the latest fashion.

Stay away!

If I'd known you'd get that mad, I wouldn't have done anything at all.

How are you doing? You look a little pale.

Need anything? A cup of blood, maybe?

Shut up!

You will feel the symptoms soon. Your immune system won't know what hit it.

Surprisingly enough, the virus is in fact a rhabdovirus.

Similar to rabies, but a lot more aggressive.

Please, don't do this!

The virus is doing things to your DNA that you could never imagine.

Just the discovery of its effects on blood cells would give me -

- a Nobel Prize in medicine! But sod the Medicine Prize!

When I'm done, our kind will rule over all of you, like the cattle you are!

Don't worry, little one, it'll be OK.

Run!

I'm calling the police.

Hello, sorry for calling this late. My name is Kajsa Falck.

Across the street there's a bunch of drunken teenagers -

- making an awful racket so I can't sleep.

They're even climbing the walls.

They are junkies and dealers all of them, playing hip hop and hop hip -

- and I've had quite enough of it!

Number 3, Park Street. Thank you very much, bye.

A woman called complaining about teenagers climbing the walls.

Do you remember any part of basic training preparing you for this?

Kids crawling on the ceiling, killing little dogs? No.

But maybe I just cut that class.

What's going on here then?

What seems to be the problem?

Who lives in this house?

Hey. You really have to...

Call for so much fucking backup!

- You've got the handcuff keys? - No.

- I know what you are! - You're holding them like an X.

Try something else.

Stop throwing gnomes at me!

What a totally uncool way to die...

Say something!

- Something... - Are you OK?

Police! Stop or we'll open fire!

Get her out of here!

This just isn't happening.

Don't worry. It'll soon be over. Dawn is just a month away.

What's your name?

My name is Saga. What's yours?

My name's Maria. Mother says we'll be sisters -

- and we will always be together. You'll never be alone.

Mother says you never liked it here anyway...