Mads!

...Yeah,
we'll take care of it by Sunday...

I thought I heard something...

Mads!

Good morning.
- Good morning.

Were you up all night?
- No.

I just woke up early.
Coffee?

Yes, please.

Are you okay?

Yes, I'm just nervous...
Not really nervous. Excited.

No, we need the painters
before the 19th.

Then we can have the electricians
by Tuesday. It's not up for discussion.

It won't warm up in time.

Just get it done.
No, I can't be there before five.

I have to meet the contractor.
Bye.

What if they hate me?
- Why should they?

I'll bet they can't wait
to drive their new teacher crazy.

You'll do fine. Just be sure no little
schoolboys fall in love with you.

Yeah?

Hi, my name's Cecilie.
I'm the new teacher.

I'm supposed to present myself
at the principal's office.

Welcome.
- Thank you.

There's just time enough for
a guided tour before your first class.

Thanks.

I have to admit I didn't think twice
when I saw your application.

We're not exactly swamped
with applications.

Many of us have been here
overthirty years.

We're not getting any younger.

Your child can go to school here
if you're planning to keep living here.

I... I have no children.
- Oh... Okay.

It's just that I saw you
hadn't been teaching for 2 years-

so I assumed that you...
Well, you know...

Well, anyway,
here's your ninth grade.

They're having math right now,
so we won't disturb them.

They're a bit restless sometimes,
but they're very nice.

This is the faculty lounge...

And Louise, who teaches biology.
- Hi.

Cecilie's taken Sofie's class-

while she's on maternity leave.
We hope she'll stay on.

Is it 9th grade?
- Yes.

Good luck.
- Thanks.

It's not that bad. Louise has
a very low tolerance threshold.

Well, I better get my textbooks.
- It's in the basement...

I'll find them myself.
- No, no. I'll show you the way...

Just a second...
It's Karsten...

Would you all please sit down?
- You better speak up.

They can't hear you.

My name is Cecilie. I'm your Danish
teacher until summer vacation.

I think we heard you.

Yes?

Will you be giving us our grades?
- And what's your name?

Trine. I think it would be unfair,
since you don't really know us.

I really don't know, Trine,
but I'll check it out.

Typical.

Excuse me. You, with the cellphone?
- Yeah? What?

Would you please turn it off?
- Just relax.

Have you seen that our initials are
written in the cement -

out front by
the front stairs?

No.

Do you remember
the last tenants' names?

No, I don't.

What's in there?
- Some of your stuff.

I didn't know how much
you wanted to save.

Did they treat you nicely?

Yeah, it was okay.
Ljust have to get to know them.

So it went well?

It went well?

Yes... It went fine.

I want to save all this.
Would you mind putting it in the attic?

Are you sure you're okay, honey?

Yes, I'm just tired.

I have to memorized their names...
and things like that.

Mads!

Hello?

I want to stop!

I think you must be lost.

Cille, what's happening?

Now, now...

That's all you heard?
- Yes. Then she cried and she was gone.

Don't you believe me?

It's a little bourgeois out here.
Rented videos and popcorn.

Cozy family scenes.

I wasn't expecting we'd leave town,
but then Cecilie found this house.

Hi...

Mette.
- Cecilie.

They live in that pink house.

We just went skiing in Italy
over New Year's. Plenty of snow.

Cecilie hates snow.
- Mads!

Do you really hate it?
- Snow, ice and cold, in general...

No one came and knocked
on your door last night, did they?

Nope.
- No.

It was nothing...
- A girl who cried.

I opened the door
and she was gone.

You didn't hear anything?
- Last night?

There are kids living
in the neighborhood, so...

They were probably out, playing.

Why'd you say I hated snow?
- Why'd you say that about the girl?

What's wrong with that?
- They must've thought it was strange.

They didn't think it was strange.
It's you who think I'm strange.

Take your seats. It'stime foryour
exam on "The Stocking Seller".

And yes,
it will count on yourfinal grade.

Hello?

Good morning, young lady.
Big party last night?

Camilla...

Camilla...

Camilla...

What's wrong?

What'sthe matter?

What happened?

Are you okay?

Thanks.

I feel this is my fault. I shouldn't
have started you with that 9th grade.

That... that... That's not it.
It doesn't matter.

You know what? You'll teach
Anders' 3rd grade, starting next week.

The two of you will trade classes.
Just until things fall in place.

I'd prefer keeping the 9th grade,
if that's okay.

Let's try my idea first.
- I'd really like to keep 9th grade.

You trade with Anders, okay?

Okay... Yes.

But was she dead, or?

Yes... No, she...

She wasn't really dead. She...

She was there, but she...

Honey...
- Just listen to me.

In stead of looking at me
like I'm ill.

But I don't know what to do.

Try to understand what I'm telling
you! Listen, and try to understand!

I am! I do everything you say,
but nothing ever changes!

I'm not ill, okay?

Camilla?

Run! Go ahead, run!
Run, for God's sake!

Run!

Run!

Say you want to be fucked!
Say you want to be fucked!

Say you want to be fucked!

Hi, Mads Larsen.
- Per Hartmann.

I'd like to speak with you first,
if that's possible.

I'd prefer
speaking with Cecilie first.

There are some things
I should explain.

Jette, will you see to it that Cecilie
gets a warm bath and some dry clothes?

Then send her overto Ward 3.
- Of course.

See you in a little while,
okay, honey?

Two years ago
Cecilie came home after the movies.

She said she'd been raped in a park.

The doctors examined her, but could
find no sign that she'd been attacked.

Awitness said he saw her standing
alone in the street, screaming.

So it was
just something she imagined?

She continued feeling bad.
She heard voices...

Finally we had to have her
admitted to the psychiatric ward.

She's been taking
something called Truxal and benzodi...

Benzodiazapine.

She stopped taking them
a couple of months ago.

They said she'd be well again!

If she stopped the treatment
a couple of months ago-

it sounds like
the medicine had been effective.

You're not the first doctor
I've spoken with, you know.

Can you tell me a bit more about
how you're feeling, in general?

Are you usually happy?
Do you have plenty of energy?

Can you deal with everyday problems?
- No.

No to all ofit.

I'm... afraid.

I see things that aren't there.

I have... experiences.

I don't feel like
doing anything at all. I...

I feel alone all the time.

But you have Mads.
- Yes.

For him, I'm something to be fixed,
so we can be happy.

When did this begin?

When I was little.
- The hallucinations, too?

No... The hallucinations began
after I was raped.

When you were attacked 2 years ago?
- Yes.

You still remember it as being real?
- Yes!

Just as real
as what happened last night.

A big step towards becoming well
is to accept -

that the brain is able to create
these kinds of experiences.

Your brain is what we call
"over-active".

Many artists
and creative people are like that.

Fine, then.
Should I write a poem?

No. It's not something you can control.
Your brain's playing tricks on you -

and the sooner you accept that,
the greater my chances of helping you.

Is there anything else
you'd like to tell me?

That boy...
- From the forest?

Yes.

He called out after someone
named Camilla.

Just like the girl I saw at school.
She said the same thing.

"Camilla"...

I'm not going
to be hospitalized, am I?

No, we'll start by having you take your
medicine again. Bigger doses, maybe.

Where was it you said it happened?

Mads said you'd gone into a forest.
- It's behind ourhouse.

I don't know what it's called.
- The Deer Forest?

Yes... I think so.

She says she hears voices.

She sees people who aren't there.
And she as paranoid tendencies.

But her blood count is normal.

So is her EEG,
and also a CT-scan we've taken.

Any history of drug abuse?
- No.

She seems psychotic.
Have you hospitalized her?

No,
I'm giving her ambulant treatment.

I think it was merely the result
of stopping taking her medicine.

What about that girl, "Camilla"?
- Oh, that was nothing.

Cecilie told me the name came up
several times in her hallucinations.

Camilla?
The Deer Forest case?

Yes. But she's not from around here.
She's just moved here.

It's probably a coincidence.

Camilla's a common name.
- Still, it's quite a coincidence.

Run!
Run for God's sake!

Run!

Hi.
- Hi.

...And while we were talking,
we found out we were the only...

The only Danes on that island.

It must have been fate.
- Totally. It was really farout.

Then you traveled further?
- Yes... to Thailand?

Right. And then... was it Vietnam?
- Yes. Thailand, then Vietnam.

It was fantastic!
- Yes, it sounds good.

Maybe we should do it, too?
- Yes, maybe.

There isn't much snow, at least.

Umm, it's good.
- Yes, it's very good.

Yes, it tastes fantastic.

How did you two meet each other?

We were actually set up for
a blind date by one of ourfriends.

Okay!

One of our mutual friends, right?
- They don't know him.

People don't believe
in that sort ofthing.

We sat there all evening,
too shy to say anything.

It's gotten better since then.
- Yes...

So who finally took the initiative?
Was it you orwas it Camilla?

Cecilie, sweetheart. Cecilie.
- Oops, sorry. Cecilie.

I simply can't remembernames!
- My god!

Sometimes she calls me Henrik.
That was her last boyfriend's name.

Maybe I said it twice, at the most.
- That was more than enough.

But, precisely that name.
That's amazing.

It was a coincidence.

She got your name wrong.
That happens sometimes.

Yes...

You're right. It was a coincidence.
Asilly coincidence.

They were nice... Really nice!

Cille...

I am feeling better.

"Camilla found dead in lake..."

"...sex crime..."

"...near Deer Forest..."
"She had been raped."

Mads, don't.

Mads, don't...
Mads, stop it!

Say you want to be fucked!

It happened again!

That face...

I'm sorry, Mads, I'm sorry.

How long did you say
she'd been lying in the water?

I don't know!

Cecilie,
do you know where you are?

It was a lake. I was cold.

25 milligrams of Nozinan... I.V.
Repeat, if necessary.

It was a lake, Mads!
I was about to drown in a lake!

You'll feel a little prick...

Won't you please leave me alone?!
- Just relax, Cille.

What happened?

She tried to drown herself
in our bathtub.

Did she say why?

I don't know what she's saying
half the time.

I hardly know
who the hell she is anymore.

She speaks about some lake, or
about the girl who drowned in a lake.

When did you move to these parts?

Less than a month ago.
- Had you both agreed to move here?

We were looking for a house
closerto town.

Then Cecilie found this place
on Br?degaard Lane on the net.

Afterthat,
it was the only house she talked about.

I'm going home
to try and get some sleep.

Call me
if something happens, okay?

"...raw violence."

"Strangulation marks..."
"Frostbite on both legs..."

My little girl...

My little girl!

Call a doctor! Call a doctor!

It was a very big case at the time.
I was only 5 years old -

but I grew up in this town -

and I clearly remember my parents,
glued to the TV news every evening.

She disappeared during a school party
and was gone almost three weeks-

before they found her in a lake...
in Deer Forest.

She was raped,
then drowned in the lake...

It really happened!
- Yes.

The perpetratorwas quickly found and
sentenced, and the case was closed.

It was a local boy.

He was know by the police.
- He'sthe one I saw in the forest.

It'sthe same boy!

Michael Konnerup.
He got seven years in a youth prison.

I've seen this before...

I made drawings of this girl...

...when I was a child!

What?
- What you say confirms my theory.

What theory?
- You've read the newspaper stories.

Then you forgot them again, but...
- In 1972?

I wasn't even a month old
when this happened!

You could've
heard about it anywhere.

Maybe you had a suppressed childhood
experience and then read about this.

No.
- Then you began identifying with her.

And what she'd been through.
- No.

Mads said you insisted on taking
the house on Br?degaard Lane.

Yes... And?

Isn't it a little strange, you moving
into the same house Camilla lived in?

Umm...

I believe in the subconscious.
And trauma.

And I think there's
a scientific explanation forthis.

What about this?
Is this my subconscious?

What?!

How disgusting!

It's got to be Simon.
He's mega-perverse.

Cecilie Larsen is suffering
from a very deep psychosis.

She hallucinates. She's suicidal.

I want her committed
to the psychiatric ward -

where she can undergo
lengthy treatment.

That frostbite... It doesn't jibe
with her lying in a bathtub.

This is one for the medical journals.
- It could be psychosomatic.

I spent all night reading about
stigmata and unexplainable headaches.

Who'sthat guy...
who was fired a couple of years ago?

Lasse Damgaard.

I spoke to him at that
obsessive-compulsive disorder seminar.

He's a pretty bright guy.

Are you considering
practicing parapsychology?

I wasn't sure, so I brought it all.
- That's fine.

That's Michael.
- Who?

The one I saw in the forest.
- The one who attacked you?

No, the boy
who was convicted of killing Camilla.

It said "C + M" in the cement.
Camilla and Michael! They were lovers!

He wasn't some stray boy.
- Cecilie, stop all that now.

We ought to talk a little
about how you're doing.

The doctors... they've decided -

to move you
to a closed ward and...

It... It could be a good idea.
- I'm not going into an insane asylum!

It's just a psychiatric ward.

They lock you in at night!
How could you consider such a thing?!

I'm doing it for us!
- For us?!

Do you think
being in a straitjacket -

locked up, with shock treatment,
will make me well?

If you go along with this,
there's no more "us"!

You've just tried to commit suicide!
How could it get any worse?!

How do I know what's best?
I'm not a doctor or a psychiatrist.

You mustn't let them, Mads.

If you don't go voluntarily,
it'll be by force.

There isn't much I can do about it.

Yes, there is.

I could stay home. With you.

Mads, you must be able
to tell them that.

Is there something
I can do for you?

Here you are.

We'll be back by seven,
just so everybody knows.

Hello?

Are you Michael Konnerup?

Hello?

Are you Michael Konnerup?
- Yes.

My name's Per and this is Cecilie.
- What do you want?

We've come to talk to you
about Camilla.

I don't feel like it.
- Please? We've driven all this way.

Have a nice drive home!

We know you didn't do it!

There was someone else
in the forest besides you.

Have we seen each other before?

Won't you please talk with us?

She was your girlfriend,
wasn't she?

It was a secret.

I was a bit wild in those days.

3-gear scooter
with a foxtail on the rearview mirror.

It could do sixty mph.
With Milla on the back.

I borrowed other folks' cars
once in a while, too. Stuff like that.

Milla's parents
were pretty high-class.

It must have been hard
in such a small town.

Not being able to be seen together.
- We met at my house a lot.

What happened that evening?

We'd smoked a joint at a school party.
Milla went out for a breath of air.

So we horsed around
in the snow a little.

At one point I hid from her.
To make her afraid.

The rest I don't remember.
When I woke up, she was gone.

But the police must have had something
on you, since you ended in jail.

We'd just been "together". They found
that out. No one knew we were lovers.

But someone hit you in the head.
You were bleeding.

That was just proofthat
she'd tried to fight offher attacker.

I have something
I want to show you.

This is my "Camilla box".

This is me.

There were three more murders
after Camilla.

The first one was four years later,
while I was still in prison.

And numbertwo is from 1987.

And the last one
is only two years old.

This was at the same time
as I became ill the last time.

December, 2003.

He spent seven years in prison
for something he didn't do.

Can't you see?
It's what Camilla wants.

Camilla's dead, Cecilie.

We don't have time forthis.

It's been a while.
- I'll say.

You're the last person
I expected to see here.

My name's Lasse.
- Cecilie.

Can you help me?

I don't know.

I can try,
but I can't guarantee anything.

Sometimes, if a person
has experienced a trauma -

you can open their subconscious
with the help ofhypnosis.

It's true that sometimes I've been
lucky to help recover memories -

that people have completely
repressed. But it all depends on -

whether you're prepared to see
what's hidden in there.

I would like you to inhale deeply.

Good.

You are now in a relaxed setting.

It's pleasant and you feel safe.

And you relax.

Can you see where you are?

Yes.

Can you describe where you are?

It's green...

It's a green blanket, I think.

Now you're sinking
into the green blanket -

and further, through the blanket.
I am going to count down from five -

and when I reach "one"...

...you will have returned...
to where you first met Camilla.

Five... four...

...three... two...

...one.

Cecilie? What do you see?
- It's dark.

Is it completely dark?

There's a corridor...

Along corridor.

There's music
at the end ofthe corridor.

Can you describe the music?

There's a party...

I'm wearing my new dress...

How does your new dress look?

It's...

...brown... or red.

And there's lace on it.

There's some...

It changes all the time.

What's happening now?
- I'm turning around and around.

I'm dancing.
- Who are you dancing with?

I can't tell. I'm dizzy.

Now you're going to stop dancing.

You're going to stop
turning around.

Can you tell me
where the party's being held?

At school. In the gymnasium.

Is there anyone there you know?
- I'm not at the party.

I'm in the schoolyard...

No.

It's a forest.

What's happening?

Cecilie?
Find your way back to where it's safe.

Find the green blanket.

Cecilie?
- Don't call me Cecilie!

Wake up!

Go away!

Tell S?ensen to relax... Soon,
I said! Good. Talk to you later. Bye.

What's going on, Lasse?

Okay, you asked for my help, and
now I'm going to tell you what I think.

I'm listening.

Do you know about reincarnation?
- Reincarnation?

I've neverseen anyone
react so violently.

She relives something
like an incident in Camilla's life.

Do you know
how many reincarnations we treat?

I had to have King Christian IV
strapped down last month.

Cecilie's never claimed she was anyone.
That's the point!

How else could she know the things
she knows? Michael? The dress?

And look at this...

Camilla was found nineteen days
after she was murdered.

That means she died
on February 3rd, right?

Yes.
- And Cecilie was born when?

The same day.

It may not be the only possibility,
but you have to check it out.

What would you do in my place?

Have her hospitalized soon as possible.
She can't confront things yet-

so she reacts with a psychosis. But
if we can continue the hypnotherapy-

I'm sure
we can loosen her up in time.

S?ensen will never allow that.

She's being transferred
to the psychiatric ward tomorrow.

Cecilie Larsen?
- Yes, that's her. What's this about?

We understand that one ofher students
is named Trine Holm. Is that correct?

I don't know Cecilie's students, but
it's important she get some sleep now.

Trine has been missing
for 48 hours.

Her parents are quite worried.
We want to know if she's contacted you.

I've been with Cecilie all day and we
haven't seen or talked with any Trine.

We're just looking for leads.

We won't bother you more.
- Hope you find her.

She'll probably show up
at the school party tonight.

Per!

I hope you realize
this is going to have consequences!

Call me if you hear anything.
- Per?

Where's Trine?
- Hell if I know.

Has she gone to Copenhagen?
- I haven't seen her for two days.

It's important that I find Trine.
- Would you let go of me?!

Wait a minute...

Do you realize
how crazy I am about you?

Come...

I'm not feeling so well.
- Did I do something wrong?

It's not that...

It wasthat joint.
Shouldn't we go outside?

It's snowing like mad.
- So what?

Okay, I'll go get our coats.
- See you in the yard in two minutes.

You realize you're not supposed
to smoke down here, don't you?

It's not lit.

You're not supposed to be here.
The party's limited to the gymnasium.

Then what are you doing here?

I'm looking for naughty girls like you
who smoke joints at school parties.

Just relax. You call this a party?

What the hell are you doing?
Let go of me! Let go of me!

What's going on here?

Nothing. Camilla just wanted to
borrow a cigarette... Right, Camilla?

Are you okay?

Let go of me! Let go!

What are you doing here?

I called the police.
They're on theirway.

They said you escaped
from the closed ward.

I think Karsten killed Camilla.
Maybe others, too. Trine's missing.

You're completely insane.
- Hey!

She escaped from the hospital.
- Escaped? What do you mean?

Jesus! You're the ones who are
supposed to be taking care of her!

Wait Per, I'm coming.

Hello there.
Can I help you with something?

I know it sounds strange, but...

Can you remember Camilla?

Camilla Simonsen,
who died in 1972?

Camilla?
The one who was a student?

Yes! Do you rememberthe evening
she died? There was a school party.

You saw her and Karsten
in the basement.

Do you rememberthat?
Can you rememberwhat Karsten did?

Karsten...

Hey, Louise, take it easy.
What's wrong?

I didn't think about it at the time,
but when Camilla disappeared...

...I started thinking
all kinds of things.

Have you spoken
with Karsten about it?

No.

I'm sure he can remember it
much better than I can.

Why did you never tell the police
what you saw that night?

Yes, well, Camilla's murderer
has been found, so...

Karsten didn't have
anything at all to do with it.

I'm not... completely sure
what it is you want me to do.

Tell the police
what you saw that night!

Yes, I could do that,
if you think it could help.

Is there something the matter?

What's going on with you?

Come on, stop that.
- Where is Trine?

Michael? Michael!

Okay, I'll get you back forthat!

Run!

Michael?

Don't be afraid...

I'm not going to hurt you.

Are you okay, Cecilie?
Are you okay?

Hello.

Hello.

I knew your daughter.

Camilla?
- Yes.

How did you know her?

It's a long story.

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