"The Kingdom Hospital rests on ancient marshland where the bleaching ponds once lay." "Here the bleachers moistened their great spans of cloth." "The steam evaporating from the wet cloth shrouded the place in permanent fog." "Centuries later the hospital was built here." "The bleachers gave way to doctors and researchers, the best brains in the nation and the most perfect technology." "To crown their work they called the hospital The Kingdom." "Now life was to be charted, and ignorance and superstition never to shake the bastions of science again." "Perhaps their arrogance became too pronounced, and their persistent denial of the spiritual." "For it is as if the cold and damp have returned." "Tiny signs of fatigue are appearing in the solid, modern edifice." "No living person knows it yet, but the gateway to the Kingdom is opening once again." "The Living Dead" "The boss is here." "You may be able to get a parking bay if you talk to him." "Hey!" "This morning will be a very special morning." "Special?" "People are different from usual." "Who?" "The doctor who lives in the basement has grown afraid of the girl he loves." "Why?" "He thinks she's a ghost." "But she isn't." "No, she isn't." "And the man who cuts up the dead now has part of a dead man in his belly." "It will be a strange morning." "And the Swede who's always angry is not angry any more." "That is not good." "No, that is not good at all." "Goodness...you do look different." "It's the shock. I'm done for." "Laugh!" "Laugh, damn you!" "Hook got hold of the copy of the report." "The Chief Medical Officer is bound to have received it by now." "I'm on my way to Moesgaard to resign." "But Stig ... I want you to know that I can handle the other prats, but as for Moesgaard and his twaddle ..." "He is deadly dangerous." "Hello, Helmer!" "... See you later ..." "Thank you for the time we've spent together." "As long as I live I will remember you." "And your department." "As the very, very   best." "Thank you." "Thank you, Stig, nice of you to say so." "And the CMO was pleased to get the report?" "No, it's vanished. I tried to requisition it, but it's gone." "What?" "I thought Hook might have ... lt has vanished without trace." "Can't we just say it was also destroyed by coffee?" "That's better than saying it vanished from the archives." "We management Johnnies are ticklish about archives." "Will you back me up?" "Certainly, since it's you." "You're right, Stig, she really doesn't stay in bed." "Mrs. Drusse, you are a patient here." "I'm on my way to a funeral." "Little Mrs. Drusse ..." "You must excuse the professor." "His views on patients and bed rest may appear rather oldfashioned." "If Mrs. Drusse feels well enough to go to a funeral surely it can do no harm?" "... Morning conference, Einar." "I didn't know one had to take one's own cross to the chapel." "Mrs. Drusse ... a letter for you." "Hello!" "Time for morning conference." "Coming?" "Oh, yes." "That's right." "Dear Mrs. Drusse." "Mary was a naughty girl yesterday." "She left her bed and ran across the Common." "Daddy had to chase her on the ambulance wagon." "They caught her on Lyngby Road." "She promised never to be disobedient again." "Yours, Ellen Krüger." "Go on, Bulder." "Mary Jensen, we are interring your remains on the site of the old hospital chapel, and hope your tormented little soul will thus find peace." "Dust to dust ..." "Ashes to ashes ... ln sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life." "Mummy, do you think it will help?" "A suggestion has been left in the suggestion box." "It involves our authority, Helmer." "The proposer, who is anonymous   writes that he or she regards it as inexpedient that only consultants are authorised to book CT scans." "He or she suggests this right be given to all doctors on the ward." "May I suggest a compromise?" "That we appoint one person who, in the absence of both consultants, can authorise the more expensive tests." "Helmer?" "I cannot see that it would be of any benefit." "But on the other hand   as they say, O tempora, O mores." "Why not appoint Hook?" "I'm sure he qualifies." "Splendid move, Helmer." "Before we part, a little bird has whispered in my ear." "This is strictly confidential and we must keep it to ourselves." "Can you all hear me?" "I was at a party with the Director General yesterday." "Word of Operation Morning Breeze has reached Parliament." "The Minister has expressed the wish to make a surprise visit to see how Morning Breeze has affected our work." "Let's all appear in the most favourable light when he comes tomorrow evening." "Thank you." "I demand an explanation." "You must stop this charade." "Give the report to Moesgaard and get it over with!" "That's not up to you to say." "Everyone has the right to a single mistake, if they learn by it." "What do you mean?" "I haven't committed any errors." "If I read this report correctly, Mona's blood pressure fell too low." "For twenty minutes!" "You write that it stabilised at once." "Twenty minutes, Helmer." "No wonder she's soft in the head." "Lots of people are soft in the head." "I have nothing to hide." "So why are you so desperate to keep this from the CMO?" "He might make the wrong interpretation." "Just like you." "You crazy Swede!" "I demand an explanation." "Why are you avoiding me?" "If it's the baby, tell me." "It's not the baby, it's ... lt's what?" "I know it sounds crazy." "But I have reason to believe   that you are a ghost." "A ghost?" "There's a lot of it about." "Maybe you can be helped." "You were transparent." "Stig, will you do me a favour?" "I have promised to show the Minister around." "But I don't think I can handle it." "Morning Breeze means so much to me." "As a child, when I'd done a painting I was proud of and wanted mummy to see, I used to run away." "I would hide behind a door while she looked at it." "I feel the same way about the visit tomorrow evening." "I am proud of Operation Morning Breeze, so proud that I ask you to show the Minister round." "Will you do it?" "Yes, of course, Einar." "Oh, jolly good show!" "My plan is as follows." "The Minister arrives." "I'm not in my office." "You come in and say I've been called away to operate in Odense." "No, say Hamburg or something." "You offer to show him round." "I'll leave my intercom on so you can hear when he arrives." "Then I'll hang about in the background and enjoy it when the Minister is impressed by it all ..." "An excellent plan, Einar." "Thank you." "Coming to see Bondo?" "Later, perhaps, Einar." "I am in despair." "Look, I've been crying!" "Rigmor, I am suffering." "And I know it's my own fault." "Deep down inside you are a good, kind, man. I know you are." "Yes, I am." "Have you packed?" "Yes, there are my cases." "Now you must tell me where we are going." "No, Sweetie, it'll be a surprise." "I can't see that Haiti book." "Not interested any longer?" "Of course I am." "But I didn't think you were." "Give chapter 3 a miss, it's too dull." "It shows that zombies become zombies because of a poison, not a curse." "It spoils the mystery." "Zombies?" "The living dead." "If you have an enemy you can commission a necromancer to turn him into a zombie." "He'll spend the rest of his life in a coma." "In the old days they thought zombies had been cursed." "But now they know it's because they've been poisoned." "Which chapter, did you say?" "Three. I've got an operation." "When will the surprise be revealed?" "When you get back." "Toodleoo!" "Cheerio." "Why are you so happy?" "Helmer has arranged a surprise for me." "A surprise?" "Two tickets to Haiti." "Today." "I heard him phone the travel agents." "Where is Miss Krger?" "Dead." "She died in the night." "She thought you would come." "She wanted you to have this dolly." ""l won't need this dolly any more", she said." "I am very interested in Haiti." "Secret." "I am very, very interested in zombies." "Secret." "I am very, very interested in the poison that can turn people into zombies." "Very secret." "I am very interested in hiring a man to take me to Haiti and show me round." "What would a man like that cost?" "10,000." "Plus board." "Well, Bondo, there you lie with Zakariasen's tumor and all." "We've preserved your own liver." "You want this?" "I am giving." "A good feeling ..." "You think so?" "How is he?" "Any sign of tissue rejection?" "No rejection." "I've never seen such compatibility." "Dr. Oswald wants to smuggle him into Xray at the end of the day." "We're scouring Scandinavia for a new liver." "It'll be a matter of days, Bondo." "When I agreed to take this class while Professor Bondo's on holiday I expected you'd know the most fundamental aspects of pathology." "Look." "What do you see?" "A corpse." "So far so good." "And how is this corpse?" "Fine." "Fine?" "It's got metastases up to the eyeballs." "How come it's fine?" "Because it's giving." "Giving?" "The law of the dead is to give." "They have joined the fellowship." "Go home and study until your brains boil." "I've never seen you as knackered since you started sleep lab." "They pump me full of muck." "Stop going, then." "No, once you start something, specially research ... lf it's the dreams, you'll have to do something about them ..." "How?" "I can always decide what I want to dream." "I just think about something I enjoy." "Maybe it's because you have such interesting dreams that you are such a bore." "Are you going to tell me?" "Tell you what?" "My surprise!" "Surprise?" "What surprise?" "Ahah ..." "Yes, I did promise." "We'll take this chair." "Sit down." "Stare straight ahead." "No, close your eyes." "Cover them with your hands." "You mustn't look." "You're looking." "I'm not." "Don't look ..." "Hello, are you doing your rounds?" "No." "But we have a question." "I hope I can answer it." "I'm afraid that Judith, whom I love, is a ghost." "She was transparent." "But she isn't now." "Stand at the window." "Of course she isn't now, but she was." "And the little girl said "family"." "The little girl?" "What do you know about her?" "A patient said that during his operation a little girl appeared and took him by the hand." "She pointed at Judith and said "family"." "Most interesting." "How long have you been pregnant?" "Eleven weeks." "But the scanner operator said longer." "You look closer to term." "Week 38 or 39." "A pretty kettle of fish." "Do you think you are the father?" "No, he's gone away." "Unfortunately it's not me." "Don't say that;" "I think something's seriously wrong with that baby." "The little girl could have been pointing at Judith's tummy." "The baby could be "family"." "The baby could be a spirit." "It would explain the irregularities." "I'd like to meet the father ..." "There are precedents." "I'll have to delve into my books." "Precedents?" "Of spirits who choose to materialise as foetuses." "Quite a few important ghosts have had themselves born ..." "You're both insane." "Let her be alone for a bit." "Accepting the astral plane can take a while." "I'd like to meet the father, though." "May I peep?" "Can I have my surprise now?" "If it's a surprise that Helmer toddled off in a taxi just now." "What do you mean?" "He's run off without you." "He'd never do that." "He was carrying suitcases, and he wasn't alone." "He wasn't alone?" "Stig Helmer!" "You rat!" "It did look rather neurotic." "Was he sexually underequipped?" "I saw the old lady." "She has just been by." "She is restless tonight." "is she afraid?" "She is not afraid, she is restless." "She has got everything ready for a big wash, but can't find the brush." "And the soap, can't she find that either?" "Tonight she will find what she needs." "What are you talking about?" "Your Xrays are here." "The sarcoma has grown." "It certainly has." "Incredible." "But it's still relatively small." "Small?" "Are you mad?" "It was big enough for Zakariasen." "He died." "I know my European sarcomas by heart." "The Brussels sarcoma is by far the biggest." "I saw it in their pathology collection." "They certainly take good care of it." "An American professor tried to walk off with it under his coat." "is there any news of a donor?" "I haven't heard from Ulrich yet." "Just think of something you like." "My goodness!" "A kingsized wet dream." "Oh, Mrs. Drusse!" "You silly old woman." "It must all fit together." "It must do." "All of it." "... Mary!" "Who has failed you?" "She is at my daddy's hospital." "Acid gasses were never a treatment for TB ... I ask the other spirit in this room to leave us." "Why can't I speak to Mary?" "Why must I be killed?" "Why must I be killed?" "Back to hospital!" "You've run away for the last time." "I know you want to kill me with the gasses." "Why must I be killed?" "I haven't been naughty." "Drive on!" "Where's the dog?" "I got it with the whip." "Let me go!" "You devil!" "Your crime will never be forgotten, Aage Krüger." "Yes." "Of course." "Let go of my dolly!" "Aage Krüger took my dolly away." "Yesterday." "To give to his little girl." "But mummy wrote my name on it." "Let go!" "I feel so poorly ..." "Mummy ..." "Mary, my little girl ... I miss you so awfully, Mummy." "Where you are, I cannot come." "That space I cannot enter." "He has given me the final dose." "I know he has killed me." "My poor, poor little girl." "If only I could help you." "I am not afraid of dying." "I dreamed last night that we would meet in heaven." "Why haven't we met in heaven, Mummy?" "Lonely you must wander, night after night, because nobody will testify to Aage Krüger's crime." "Do you know about Aage Krüger, Mummy?" "Of course." "He is your father, Mary." "I know it hurts to hear it, but haven't you known all the time?" "We lay together in the village." "He was a fine gentleman." "I but a poor woman." "I found I was with child." "I went to see him after you'd been born." "He wanted to give me money, but I wouldn't take it." "He had a wife and children." "I promised him that I'd keep his name from you for seven years." "On your seventh birthday I would tell you." "I believed him when he told me you had tuberculosis." "He could tell from your hump, he said." "He said he wanted to take you to Copenhagen, to the Kingdom to cure you, Mary." "But he was lying." "I miss you, Mummy." "I miss you." "I miss you, too, Mary." "I miss you so much, Mary." "I miss you ..." "Mary ..." "Help me, Mummy!" "Good morning." "Good morning." "How quiet it is." "For those who do not wish to hear, it is quiet." "Oh, excuse me, I thought Stig was here." "Would you tell him that our explanation for the missing report did not go down too well with the CMO." "There will be a disciplinary tribunal now." "Break it to him gently, Rigmor." "You know what he's like." "Of course, I could talk to him myself tonight." "Sorry to butt in." "You don't want anything else to eat ... ?" "Some more food?" "Yes, please." "The sleep process?" "Super. I had a dream." "Pleasant or unpleasant." "Pleasant." "What the subject remembers." "It wasn't nice to start with." "But that changed." "A woman fondled me." "It was lovely." "She knelt astride me ..." "Let's stick to the questionnaire." "Doesn't it ask about the dream?" "She straddled me, very lightly dressed." "She was sexually excited." "Very excited." "She was in black lingerie." "Firmly, she seized my ..." "Hasn't your film started?" "Mogge ..." "That silly business with the head ..." "Have you sorted it out?" "Of course." "Good. I'm so pleased." "You don't want anything like that dangling over you." "How is it going?" "Fine, thanks." "I've discovered a few things about Mary." "I meant your treatment." "Oh, that?" "It's ground to a halt." "They should take more care of their patients." "Mind you, it means more time for Mary." "I have found out that she keeps repeating her last dreadful day." "She was admitted by Dr. Aage Krüger, who was her father and wanted to kill her to conceal the fact that he had a child out of wedlock." "It sounds dramatic, but that's life." "She was locked away in a room in the former buildings where lift 7 is located today." "While she was undergoing those painful chlorine inhalations that Dr. Krüger claimed would cure the tuberculosis she didn't even have she ran away across the Common." "Aage Krüger caught up with her in an ambulance wagon, dragged her back to hospital and gave her the final, fatal dose of chlorine." "Do you see now?" "No, of course not, you don't understand anything." "But we must act now." "Mary must join her mother." "This evening." "Dear boy, always good for an edifying comment ..." "Mary must be exorcised." "There must be three of us." "Maybe we should ask a doctor to join us." "Things may get violent." "I'm busy." "Run along, then." "Let me deal with everything as usual." "But don't forget!" "We exorcise tonight!" "Where's the man from Haiti?" "Who looks after the rats?" "He hasn't shown up." "Can I help?" "No, I'll deal with it." "I may be the only person who can save her." "Ghosts really want to be laid, but something is stopping them." "I sensed last time we talked that you had a flair for this kind of thing." "She is a sweet little girl and you would be doing her a great favour." "I have a photo of her." "Who's the man?" "Her father." "He killed her." "What was his name?" "Dr. Krüger." "What else?" "Aage." "Aage?" "Yes, Aage." "If you want to help us, meet us at lift lobby 5 in the basement, just before 2 a.m." "They're flying down a liver from Finland." "It's a bit frayed round the edges, but keep your pecker up, Bondo!" "He's asleep." "I'd prefer not to operate here." "I think Moesgaard should do his bit." "He's got an excellent operating theatre." "We'll book Bondo in there under a pseudonym." "Moesgaard won't be pleased." "Well, we won't tell him, then." "One name's as good as another." "We'll book him in as A. Seltzer." "Seeing as it's a liver operation." "Hello." "I know why you've come." "But my baby is just fine." "But it's grown to 4 kg in 12 weeks!" "There is nothing wrong with my baby." "You've worked on amniotic fluid samples." "All it takes is a tiny twist to a chromosome and people choose to terminate." "You don't object to that." "And it's still not too late." "You're taking an enormous chance." "I probably mixed up the dates." "No, you didn't." "3 months ago you weren't pregnant." "You were scanned for the students and there's a print of your scan." "There's something very wrong." "Even if you don't believe in ghosts." "I know a gynaecologist who'll do it." "She's seen the print." "She'll take responsibility, despite the size of the foetus." "We can do it on our own ward, to maintain discretion." "I've a photo of the little girl who's been haunting the hospital." "Her father's standing beside her." "He killed her with chlorine in 1919." "Thanks for lending me your pictures of Aage." "Please leave me." "is he kicking?" "I know you love him." "But he mustn't be allowed to live." "It's best for him to die now." "If he doesn't, he will never find peace." "I wish him only well, for he is my baby brother." "Goodbye." "Yes?" "Hello ..." "I'd like to see the chaplain." "Well, that's me." "As long as it's nothing to do with any illness ..." "Pardon?" "Just my little joke." "A seat?" "Since we are colleagues, I'd like to ask you a technical question." "Colleagues?" "It involves souls." "I'd like to ask you how one exorcises a ghost." "Ask back on the psychiatric ward, where you've obviously come from." "In the olden days it was the priest's job to provide such information." "And you expect me to drag some dusty tome from a shelf because folklore happens to be a hobby of mine?" "Something like that." "Page 185 et seq." "Thank you." "You need several exorcising sticks." "I'm afraid I don't happen to stock them." "Oh!" "So I hit it after all." "I didn't know we had rats." "We didn't, till I let them out." "They're laboratory rats." "They might be carrying something." "Don't worry, they won't get far." "Actually, I'm after quite a different rat." "In a few minutes we will be landing at Port au Prince ..." "Wake up!" "I'm afraid the kitchen is closed ... we've got work to do." "Stop hitting me, man!" "Yesterday morning was a strange morning." "This evening will be a spooky evening." "Will there be sorrow?" "There will be sorrow." "But also joy." "There will also be joy." "Who will laugh, and who will cry?" "The wicked will laugh, the good will cry ..." "Excuse me, but I have a matter to wind up." "Oh, hell." "Can't we talk about it?" "No we bloody well can't. I've got an exorcism and an operation ..." "Another time, Mogge." "I must be nuts." "They're here!" "The DG and the Minister are on their way!" "Moesgaard?" "Where the hell is he?" "He doesn't seem to be here." "Now, Helmer, now!" "He's been called away." "To Odense." "Or Hamburg." "Are you there, Moesgaard?" "Are you under that desk?" "We are waiting, Moesgaard." "Hello, Minister, hello, DG." "What were you doing?" "The drawer got stuck." "There are no drawers in our new desks." "No wonder I couldn't open it." "Now, gentlemen ..." "Operation Morning Breeze!" "I was saying such nice things about you, Moesgaard   but this visit has got off to a rotten start." "Don't come down hard on him." "After all, we expect to see something unusual." "The Minister of Health wants to catch your staff unawares." "We'd like to see anywhere remotely connected to neurosurgery." "The Minister wants to start in the basement." "The basement isn't connected to neurosurgey ..." "You won't meet any of my people down there." "Just start in the basement if that's what the Minister wants." "To him, the basement represents something mysterious, with its 30 km of passageways." "Be cooperative." "I'm getting tired of you," "Moesgaard." "Where the hell is Helmer?" "I thought he was here." "This is the very blazes!" "By the bloodstain is where l asked Bulder to make the hole." "This is where she died, and where she must be sent into the light." "But we must show no fear." "We'll herd her into the hole with our sticks, and then brick up the hole." "Where are the sticks I told you to bring?" "I don't know if these will do ..." "What do you call these?" "Well, I did quite a bit of sports." "If that's what mattered, we'd be chasing Mary with a bottle opener." "Still, these are all we've got." "One each." "And don't forget the words." "Hook, over there." "Bulder, in there." "Behind the pillar." "Hook, step out!" "We have come to lay you to rest, Mary." "I am frightened." "Why are you doing this?" "Don't talk to her." "Say the words." "Bulder?" "I, Bulder Hardy Drusse, testify before God that Aage Krüger killed Mary Jensen." "I, Jørgen Hook, testify before God that Aage Krüger killed Mary Jensen." "I, Sigrid Drusse, testify before God that Aage Krüger killed Mary Jensen." "I, Bulder Hardy Drusse, testify before God that Aage Krüger killed Mary Jensen." "I, Jørgen Hook testify before God ..." "Go in peace!" "She's inside." "Brick up the hole!" "I'd quite forgotten the dog." "What's going on?" "Yuck!" "How revolting!" "Oh, I just got covered in slime." "Ectoplasm, I suppose." "They're just testing the emergency power supply." "Let's head for the lift." "It's that way." "Hello, Moesgaard." "A bricklayer you know, Moesgaard?" "No, my junior registrar." "Operation Morning Breeze and intramural activities, am I right?" "Something like that." "This patient is wet." "Where do you belong?" "Neurosurgery." "Quite a few of your people seem to have come to the basement." "How long has she been here and what is wrong with her?" "Mrs. Drusse has been here three weeks or so ..." "What's wrong with her, Hook?" "We're not sure yet." "Paralysis of the right arm." "We're not getting anywhere." "Let's proceed." "Discharge that patient first thing in the morning, there's a good chap." "Get on with it!" "How?" "How?" "Like we do in Sweden." "Bribe someone!" "If anyone betrays voodoo secrets they get killed." "Bribing these guys is dangerous." "Try that one." "He looks a bit more dubious." "Right, Bondo .." "Mr. Seltzer, I mean." "Wake up a second." "You'll be getting a new liver in a moment." "You've found a liver?" "A fine, fine liver." "Look!" "I was dreaming   that I was at a major medical conference   and revealed the world's largest hepatoma   in a jar." "I got a standing ovation ..." "Can't I wait another week?" "Another liver is bound to turn up, and my hepatoma will have grown." "Put him under!" "This is Operating Theatre 1 ." "What is going on here?" "That's a good question." "We're preparing Mr. Seltzer for a new liver." "When did you start doing transplants at neurosurgery?" "Can one address the patient?" "Or is he under anaesthetic?" "He's had his premed, but he may be able to talk." "Excuse me, Mr. Seltzer ..." "Cooee ..." "How are you?" "Very well, thank you." "So you also feel that communication between patient and the monstrosity we call medical science has improved here?" "I expect you want your operation out of the way?" "They mustn't operate." "What do you mean?" "You don't want the operation?" "No." "As I just told them." "I insist that the patient consent first." "Of course, there must have been a mixup." "Wheel Bondo out." "Why did he say Bondo when his name is Seltzer?" "It is huge." "You realise?" "I am so frightened." "You are doing the right thing." "This is our examination room." "Nothing to look at here." "Neurosurgery is certainly wideranging ... I'm going to inject the foetus." "When it is dead we'll induce labour." "The foetus is so big, you see." "A hefty dose." "We can't take any chances." "Don't worry, this is twice the normal dose." "A little prick ..." "Sleep well!" "This is the sleep laboratory." "Our research results are among the finest in Europe." "We must be as quiet as mice so as not to disturb the sleepers." "I think I'll be off, we've seen enough." "I'll find my own way out." "I'll be in touch." "What kind of research was that?" "I don't know." "What do you know?" "Morning Breeze, ha!" "A draught, more like!" "Let's hope it doesn't blow you away." "Moesgaard ... lt took a while, but I got it." "Moesgaard." "Come and get it, Danish scum!" "Can you feel it moving?" "It's quite still." "It's dead. I've given it three shots, enough for an elephant." "Now to induce ..." "We did it by the book." "We've done a great favour for Mary and the Kingdom." "How long did it take to brick the hole up after she'd gone in?" "Er ... not very long." "But the lights went out." "A couple of minutes?" "I expect it's perfectly all right ..." "What's happening?" "I'll give her another one." "Hurry!" "Hurry, she'd giving birth!" "I can kill it in the uterus, but outside ... it's murder!" "Maybe the hole was open too long." "Yes, the gateway to the Kingdom is certainly opening." "Mary has gone home, Judith has had her baby, plans have been carried out and conclusions reached." "Yet it seems more like a new beginning than an end." "Maybe this troubles you." "Maybe what we've shown you troubles you." "Don't be afraid." "Keep your eyes and ears open and all we can do is try to scare you with stage blood." "It's only when you avert your face that we've got you." "Behind closed eyes is where the real horror begins." "One simple, practical problem remains." "How are we going to proceed with these people, these intrigues?" "How is the history of the Kingdom to be continued?" "Everything points to the same simple solution:" "we'll use our heads." "My name is Lars von Trier and I wish you all a very good evening." "If you want to see us at the Kingdom again, stay prepared to take the Good with the Evil!" "English subtitles JHS International ApS"