During working hours, you've had 2,000 cheeseburgers
and 500 milkshakes.
Society should include everyone. That's how it's always been.
I need someone with more ambition.
You've started a deep-fat fryer fire five times.
I've never met a person that I couldn't help move on and make a fresh start.
Someone nicer. And hotter, I guess.
So don't bother coming to work tomorrow.
-I just don't know how to help you. -Someone who isn't you.
Patrick.
Hello, Patrick.
[woman sighs]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[thunder rolling]
[birdsong]
It's kind of nice here.
Yeah.
What if this is the best place there is?
What do you mean?
We don't know what's on the other side of the wall.
And right now, the zone feels like our place.
This sure as hell isn't my place.
But as long as we're here, we have time to--
We're only here because we didn't think there was any other place to go.
But if we weren't here, you and I would never have met.
No. Come on, we're not really friends.
[radio static]
[radio chatter in Russian]
It's them. The Strangers.
[bleeping]
They're getting closer.
[twig snaps]
[Patrick whispers] Shit, what was that?
[Patrick] What the fuck?
[dog panting]
-[barks feebly] -[Martin] It's definitely sick.
[yelps]
I'm just trying not to kill everything we come across.
[chuckles]
[bleeping]
Okay.
They're in sector five now.
[Simone] Yeah.
[Martin] They went through six, seven and eight...
-Yeah. -...during the night.
And we're here, in three.
Yeah. If they're already that close to us,
then it's too risky to go to the next bunker.
But we have to. We need more food.
But we don't even know for sure if there is any food there.
No, I know, but we'll just do a quick search, right?
-[laughter] -We... have no other option...
[Simone] Martin, we have to get food now.
Right?
Okay. Come on. We have to leave.
Now.
-I can't. -[Martin] What?
I can't get up.
You can't get up now?
-[Rasmus] No. -[Martin] Why not?
Listen, we're all sore. Come on.
-I can't get up. -[Simone] Hey.
What's going on?
-What's up? -[Rasmus] I can't move at all.
[Simone sighs]
It's that fucking infection.
You guys will have to go to the bunker and get the food...
then we'll meet here and move on.
Sure, if you cut off your hand...
so we can access the bunker.
It was a joke.
[Martin] Very funny. Maybe you could come up with a solution instead of a joke.
Beatrice could stay.
Okay.
I could do that.
Patrick, you can carry more than me anyway.
Yeah.
[Beatrice] Mm.
[Martin] That's the plan.
If anyone comes, you have to take off, okay?
Yes.
What's up?
Look after him, okay?
Yeah. That's why I'm staying behind.
No, you...
He likes you.
You know?
How do you feel about that?
Well?
I don't know.
You have a good rapport, you and Simone.
Yeah, maybe.
-We never did. -[chuckles] Definitely not.
We mostly argued.
-Mm. -All the time.
-Yeah, we really nailed that part, huh? -[laughs]
Yeah.
Be careful, okay?
Did they leave?
Yes.
-Why are you looking at me like that? -Look.
[Beatrice gasps]
-It's gone. -[grunts]
That's insane.
How is that possible?
-When did it happen? -I don't know.
[laughs]
That's so weird.
-It doesn't hurt? -No.
So you were faking it before?
-Yeah. -Seriously?
So the Strangers are after us,
and people are starting to panic,
and you decide to play hooky?
I just felt like it.
[laughs]
So now it's just you and me.
♪ You left from crumbling bridges ♪
♪ Watching cityscapes turn to dust ♪
[Beatrice humming]
-♪ Filmin' helicopters ♪ -That was a good spot.
♪ Crashin' in the ocean from way above ♪
-How about here? -Yes.
[giggles]
♪ Got the music in you, baby ♪
♪ Tell me why ♪
Let me see.
♪ Got the music in you ♪
-Let me see. -Not yet.
♪ You've been locked in here forever ♪
♪ And you just can't say goodbye ♪
Erm...
[both chuckle]
-What are you doing? -Taking my pills.
You're feeling better, right?
Yes.
Then don't take them.
You don't really need them.
♪ I will reach for you ♪
Okay.
♪ When you're feelin' low ♪
♪ I will be there, too ♪
Straight ahead.
-[Martin] Oh! -[Simone laughs]
[Martin] Oh, shit.
-[Simone] Are you okay? -[Martin] Thanks.
[laughing]
[radio static]
[radio chatter in Russian]
[Martin whispers] Hey.
Hey.
Martin.
Sh!
-They've already been here. -[whispers] Quiet.
[sighs]
[whispers] Shut up.
[door opens]
[Martin hisses] Patrick! Patrick!
[Lea] What's he doing? He can't just...
[Martin hisses] Patrick.
What are you doing? You can't just go in like that.
Why not?
[Simone] Patrick.
We have to get back right away.
It's a family, Patrick.
So?
We can't eat their food.
-Why not? -They will starve to death.
-That's not my problem. -[Martin] What's up?
-[Simone] It is. -[Martin] What's going on?
-Now we can't eat the food. -[Martin] Why not?
-[Lea] They have children. -[Patrick] No one is here.
They might come back.
Look, Patrick, drawings!
Come on. Let's take a look around.
-So now you're getting plastered. -Why not?
You can figure out if we should starve to death or not.
[sighs]
[Patrick] Fucking bunkers.
[door opens]
-Have you, er... got two seconds? -Sure.
There's no need to hide it.
I was young once, too. Come with me.
Okay.
[children playing]
It's yours.
-Seriously? -Mm.
-Shit! -It's nice, isn't it?
-Now you can go anywhere you want. -Yes?
-Far away. -Sure.
I'm gonna cruise Europe in this.
And don't come back.
Look.
Take a look.
-What? -The teddy bear.
A child would never leave that behind.
[Martin] There's something wrong here.
[girl screaming on video]
[girl] Let me go!
Let go!
Let me go!
Patrick...
Pack up. We have to go.
-Lea? -[screaming on video continues]
[Simone] We'll take what we need and leave some in case they come back.
-Don't count on it. -[Simone] What?
[man] Test subject 451,
male, fit, age 37, injected with 20 ml...
[girl] What's going on?
Sweetie, I told you to wait in the bedroom.
[scientist] Where's your teddy bear?
Is the teddy bear asleep in your bedroom?
-Huh? I think it's awake. -[girl] I can't hear it.
[scientist] No, I'm sure it's calling out your name.
Go on, you had better check on him. I think he's hungry.
Look over there.
The patient is not showing any immediate signs of illness.
-[man 2] Give me a visual from your end. -[bleep]
-What's going on? -I see you.
Is he immune?
[scientist] Well, he doesn't have any symptoms.
-[groaning] -No, wait. They're starting now.
[retching and choking]
-[girl] Dad? -[Frederik] Are there other subjects?
-[girl screams] Dad! Dad... -[scientist] Yes, a... a girl.
-Eight years old. -[Frederik] Are there any more shots left?
Yeah, but...
Proceed.
[scientist] Copy that.
[girl screams] Don't!
Let go!
Dad!
There are hundreds of videos like this one.
If we stay, we'll be next.
Yeah. We won't, because we're leaving now.
Yes, straight to Apollon.
-Patrick, they're looking for a cure. -They're injecting people with the virus.
They're looking for a cure.
That's why they're injecting it. For immunity.
I see a man killing a man.
-And the girl? Was she immune? -I don't want to talk about it, Patrick.
-Did they lure her in with a lollipop? -Stop it!
-Shut up! -[Martin] Hey. Hey.
Go get ready.
We need to get out of here now.
Martin, why are they doing it this way?
I don't know.
-Why... Why this way? -Hey...
It's got nothing to do with you.
Okay?
Let's go.
Does everybody have their stuff?
[rainfall]
[Patrick] Fuck!
[Simone] We can't stay here.
-[Martin] We have to. -What if the Strangers come here?
Or the injection-happy psychos return?
[Martin] As long as it's raining, no one's coming.
Why don't you take it easy with that stuff?
What?
[Simone] I'll stand guard.
-Want me to stay? -No, I don't.
[thunder rolling]
[panting]
[Beatrice] It's so unfair that the disease doesn't kill animals.
[Rasmus] Yeah, and that they can pass it on.
[dog barking]
-What's up? -Are you okay?
You're shaking.
It's nothing.
[Beatrice] It's those pills.
They're just painkillers.
[thunder rumbling]
[panting]
Actually, I think about them all the time.
Think about something else.
Why did you want to stay here with me?
[both laugh]
Are you spying on me?
-Are you upset about something? -No.
-Hm? -Mm.
Hm.
[Martin] Oops. Whoops.
You're not fast enough.
You seem a bit upset.
Really?
[sighs]
Can I have a sip?
[sniffs]
[chuckles]
Fuck, that's gross.
You're not supposed to taste it.
Who puts caraway in anything? Damn, that was gross.
-[gargles] -[chuckles]
[grunts]
Come on, Gurgle Frantz.
It's the World Championship Final.
It's Patrick. It's Martin, possibly the best goalie in the world...
for penalty shoot-outs.
-Go on, shoot, man. -[claps hands]
You said you weren't my friend.
-This morning... by the lake. -What?
You don't even remember.
Listen, if I said that, that's not what I meant.
Well, that's exactly what you said.
[Danish rap music playing]
[thunder rumbling]
[distant screaming]
[coughing]
[spitting]
[coughing]
[rainfall]
[Patrick] Do you want a sip?
[Simone] No.
Thanks.
Weren't you better off in the bunker?
What the hell do you mean, Patrick?
You were all right.
I was scared out of my mind the whole time.
What about now? Aren't you scared now?
Not in the same way.
You've got each other.
-What do you mean? -[sighs]
You and Rasmus...
and you and Martin, and Beatrice and Rasmus,
and Beatrice and Martin,
and Lea and God.
Hey, stop it. We've got you, too.
Not in the same way.
[humming]
Come on, I'll teach you.
-[Beatrice] Right.. -[Martin laughs]
[Beatrice] Left...
[chuckles]
See, you can do it.
Do you think things are like they were before, on the other side?
[Simone] I hope so.
I was nobody before all of this.
I was fucking worthless.
Hey, watch out for the rain.
Listen, you're somebody now, Patrick.
We have to stick together.
-No one should be alone. -No.
Right.
Have you ever had sex?
Would you like to?
-Now? -Mm.
[gasps]
[grunts]
Patrick, what are you doing?
What are you doing?
You're looking at me and...
-Cut it out. -Drop it.
-Don't touch me. Stop tugging at me. -Let's go inside.
You don't know me, okay?
-No, but you're drunk. -Get off me.
[screams]
[gasping]
[Patrick] Martin!
The rifle, Martin! Come quick!
[yelling]
[sobs] I don't want to...
[sobbing]
Beatrice, maybe nothing will happen.
It hardly touched you.
Yes, it did. I don't want to...
I don't want...
Then we'll die together.
-[Patrick] She was just standing there! -[Simone] No.
You have to shoot her!
-[gasping] -Just shoot her, God damn it!
-Come on, do it! -No, Martin! Don't do it!
-[Patrick] Shoot her! -[Lea] You can't shoot her!
[Patrick screams] Martin!
Shoot her!
[Simone gasping]
-[Patrick] Do it! -Shut up!
-[Patrick] Shoot her now! -Don't do it.
-Don't shoot. -Out of the way.
-No. -Move!
Don't shoot.
We don't really know if the rain is dangerous.
[screams] What are you talking about?
Why don't you just shoot her?
-Don't shoot. Don't shoot. -[Martin] Lea, come back!
-[Patrick] Don't you go out there, too! -[Martin] Lea!
-[Patrick] Move! -[Lea] Don't shoot.
[Simone] Lea!
-Lea! -[Martin] Lea!
-Don't shoot. -[Martin] Lea!
-[screams] No! No! -[Martin screams] No, Lea!
Lea!
Don't shoot.
-[Simone] Lea! -Lea!
It's okay.
[Patrick] Shoot them both. Shoot them!
-Don't be afraid. Don't. -[Patrick] Shoot them...
Shut up!
-No. -[Martin] Lea.
-I'll fucking do it! -Shut the fuck up, man!
Move and shut up!
[thunder rolling]
What do you think they're talking about?
About how you wanted me to shoot them.
They're gonna die anyway.
I should have gone to her in the rain.
-Why? -I should have gone to her in the rain.
What do you think it looks like on the other side of the wall?
Maybe there's a house where someone used to live, with a small garden.
And then suddenly, one day, there was this huge wall.
-[laughs] -Right in their garden.
That's got to be annoying.
"Who put up a wall in my flowerbed?"
[sighs]
I'm so happy you're here...
or I'd be alone with those two.
That would suck.
You know?
-Lea? -Mm?
Why did you come out to me in the rain?
Because it was the right thing to do.
[sighs] I just want to see Rasmus again.
[rainfall]
-[Rasmus] Are you scared? -[Beatrice] Yes.
-I really wish I'd met you sooner. -[Rasmus] Me, too.
Please sing me a lullaby.
Sure.
♪ Why does nighttime come ♪
♪ With cold and bitter wind? ♪
How long has it been now?
I don't know.
But we can't wait any longer.
-It doesn't make any sense. -What?
What happened?
Well? What happened?
Why did you go out in the rain?
[muffled] What happened?
What happened?
What if nothing happens?
-What? -What if they don't die?
What if...
What if the rain is harmless?
-We've run from the rain for six years. -But we don't know.
-We don't know, do we? Eh? -No. No!
-They shouldn't be in there. -They're infected.
-They're infected, Martin! Martin! -Get off me!
-Listen to me! -I...
[grunts]
[bleep]
It was me.
Okay?
I pushed her.
[bleep]
-[sighs] -[bleeping]
[Simone] What now?
Come on.
[bleeping]
[Simone] Martin?
["Beautiful Hell" by Adna playing]
♪ ...can feel this much ♪
♪ How a gap ♪
♪ Can feel like something this big ♪
[door opening]
♪ How it multiplies in my veins ♪
♪ And in my blood and home ♪
♪ And trigger itself in my thoughts ♪
[thunder rumbling]
♪ How ♪
[Simone] Martin.
♪ How ♪
[Simone] No! No!
♪ How ♪
-Martin. -♪ I wonder how ♪
♪ How a gap can feel this much ♪
♪ How a gap ♪
♪ Can feel like something this big ♪
-♪ How it multiplies ♪ -[laughs]
-♪ In my veins ♪ -[shouts] I don't get it!
-[shouting] -♪ And in my blood ♪
-♪ And home ♪ -Yes!
-♪ And trigger itself ♪
♪ In my thoughts ♪
[shouting and cheering]
♪ I'd like to be your ♪
-♪ Beautiful hell ♪ -[yelling]
♪ Your beautiful hell ♪
♪ I'd like to be your ♪
♪ Beautiful hell ♪
♪ Your beautiful hell ♪
♪ Oh ♪
[both shout]
-Yes! -Yes!
♪ Oh ♪
[Martin] So, what can I get you? Something to drink? Coming right up.
[whistles]
There you go.
-[retches] -Look... Oh!
[chuckles]
[groans]
[sighs]
It's these bunkers. I don't like them.
Oh, I see.
-Okay, okay. -[laughs]
-It's the bunker that made you sick. -Yes.
Maybe you should sleep, then.
Because the bunker hangover is right around the corner.
-Hi. -[laughs]
-Look the other way. I smell of puke. -No.
No, that's okay.
It was my dad.
The... The guy that called the scientist.
The other voice, that was my dad.
Okay.
[exhales]
We shouldn't go there.
-Yes. No. -No, we shouldn't go there.
[sighs]
-He was supposed to save us. -Simone, tomorrow, okay?
Socks off.
-[grunts] -[laughs]
-No! -Yeah, yeah!
Go away! [laughs]
But we have to swap places.
Oh, now...
[both laughing]
Mmm!
[whistles]
-Good night. -Sleep tight.
-See you tomorrow. -Mm.
[Patrick] What's up?
Pack your stuff.
Are we leaving?
-Yes. -Sure.
[birdsong]
Where's your stuff?
Go.
What are you talking about?
Listen...
you tried to kill her.
But, Martin...
Martin?
[door closing]
Martin.
[sobbing] Martin.
Martin!
[yells]
[sighs]
Pfft! [coughs]
[sighs]
-[Martin] I think it's dead. -[gun cocks]
Why are you pointing that at me?
Why are you driving that crap car?
-Can I borrow a light? -Are you going to shoot me?
Here you go.
[sighs]
[coughing]
I haven't smoked in ages.
It's impossible to find a damn lighter anywhere.
Keep that one. I always carry two.
It's a good thing I met you, then.
[chuckles softly]
-Did I say something funny? -No.
It's just that no one has ever said that to me before.
[dog panting]
[sniffing]
[groans]
Beatrice, we made it.
Hey! Get out!
Out! Get out!
Mm.
[blows]
[whispers] Good morning.
Beatrice.
Beatrice?
Beatrice...
[shouts] Come on!
[screams] Beatrice!
[sobs]
[cries] No.
Wake up!
[whimpers]
-Hey. -[Rasmus] She's not breathing.
Stay back!
-I don't want to get infected. -[Rasmus yells] Help me!
[screams] Patrick!
Come back! Patrick!
♪ Troligt går jeg ♪
♪ Månen stor ♪
♪ Tåge favner skovens jord ♪
♪ Vinde blæser mit hår ♪
-♪ Blade visner mens jeg går ♪ -[yells]
♪ Sig mig fader ♪
♪ Dæmonens vold ♪
♪ Kan du mig redde ♪
♪ Fra stormen så kold ♪
♪ Da du forlod mig ♪
♪ Til underverdenens port ♪
♪ Mit hjerte forstene ♪
♪ Himlen blev sort ♪
♪ Sig mig fader ♪
♪ Dæmonens vold ♪
♪ Kan du mig redde ♪
♪ Fra stormen så kold ♪
♪ Da du forlod mig ♪
♪ Til underverdenens port ♪
♪ Mit hjerte forstene ♪
♪ Himlen blev sort ♪
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