The Kingdom (Riget)

In seconds, we'll see the greatest hospital disaster in recent history.

Give me back my child!

The sun turns so red mother, and the night became black

Little Brother is dead, mother, and Mona has been lost

Åge walks outside, mother, we lock our door

It blows on my pillow, mother, will The Kingdom be like before?

Imagine, they can sell those half-witted songs?

That is not an ending.

There is...

Little Brother

MRS DRUSSE...

The Kingdom is not well yet!

You can easily get those pathetic knots undone.

It's Little Brother, who's calling.

Can't you hear him?

Or don't you care, as per usual?

I do care.

What is Little Brother saying?

He says, he's drowning.

LITTLE BROTHER DROWNING

SLEEP WALKER

I didn't order a taxi.

Don't worry. It's all taken care of.

The Kingdom Hospital rests on ancient marshland.

Where the bleaching ponds once lay.

Here the bleachers moistened their great spans of cloth

in the shallow waters preparing for bleaching.

The steam evaporating covered the place in a permanent fog.

Centuries later the hospital was built here.

The bleachers gave way to doctors and the nations brightest

and the most perfect technology.

To crown the work they called the hospital The Kingdom.

Now life was to be charted,

and ignorance and superstition never to shake science again.

Perhaps their arrogance became too pronounced,

and their persistent denial of the spiritual,

For it is like the cold and damp has returned.

Tiny signs of fatigue is appearing

in the otherwise solid and modern buildings.

No living person knows it yet,

but the gateway to The Kingdom is opening once again.

THE KINGDOM

Part 9. Halmer

I would like to speak to Mrs Drusse.

It's been a while since anybody asked for Mrs Drusse.

Can't you get it. Mrs Drusse doesn't exist.

That bloody TV series has damage The Kingdoms reputation.

It's all something, that idiot Trier has fumbled his way through to.

Mrs Drusse is fictional.

Then I would like to speak to Little Brother.

He is in trouble.

I'm afraid, he's about to drown.

You can show yourself out.

How do you know all this is real?

But I don't actually know.

You won't remember anything anyway, when you wake up.

That varies. Sometimes nothing, but most times a little a bit.

You're Krogen, right?

You are Krogen.

Just shut up, you crazy ugly bitch!

THE KINGDOM'S GROUNDBREAKING SHOVEL

You're nervous.

Does it have anything to do with what that idiot Trier did back then?

No, it's just that little bird.

What about it?

Is it a migrating bird?

No, it's gone. I can't see it.

I don't know if it's a migrating bird.

Forget the bird. It's not important.

Holger Danske...

"Vide et disce. Exodus anceps ferrum est."

"Watch and learn."

"Exodus is a double-edged sword."

A big helicopter is approaching.

Yes, so there is. He hasn't made himself known.

That's against the rules.

It's a bloody Swede.

Is there a special procedure for the patient? We haven't received data.

You don't have any data, because we don't have any patients.

I don't understand.

Get excited, Danes, we have one of Sweden's best doctors on board.

Take me to your leader.

Now both have finally arrived, and Exodus has started.

"Exodus?"

Exodus is the big departure.

The evil and the good spirits will exit through The Kingdom's gate,

but everything has to be done correctly.

When?

It's at Christmas, it will happen.

It will happen at Christmas.

Hiya.

Hiya.

The elevator elf.

I just want to have a chat with my old neighbour.

-Neighbour across. -You always joined the parties.

We danced, and you were a member of the abseiling club.

That was when you dared to do something.

What is it you want from me? I'm just a poor doctor.

I just want to chat to you.

How come you're always here, regardless of which elevator I take?

Why are you always so grumpy?

I would love to tell you about my interesting operations. Now...

Hiya. Hiya...

-Dear Mr Medical Director. -I'm so glad you're here.

My computer is broken again.

What is this crap we buy? Now I need another new one.

Do you have issues with your foot?

The only thing in need of a diagnosis is this bloody computer.

My name is Helmer Jr. Good morning.

I'm the new Chief Physician at Neurosurgical. My merits.

We are apparently sharing the responsibility, Pontopidan and I.

What the hell are you laughing at?

I have been advised,

that the relationship between Danes and Swedes can be a bit tense,

so I have decided to laugh a lot,

just like the Danes do spontaneously from time to time.

I assure you, there will be no laughing in this office.

If I may?

As a man from a large country to a man from a small country

the basic rule of Patience, is that you put

black on red and vice versa.

That explains a lot.

It does.

It's today,

Ministry of Health presents their view on quality at the hospitals.

Until now we've been number one. I have my doubts this time.

Skejby, of all, got that bloody Cyclotron machine.

I can point out,

parts of the building suffer from direct sun.

To hell with the sun. It's all that new, they've built over there.

It looks like shit and could just as well be a part of Tivoli.

The Swede is coming.

Sweden, Sweden, Sweden...

Ugh!

Good morning, good morning, to the whole farm

Oh, there he is. He's the new one.

Who was that gay bastard?

The administrative Chief Physician, Pontopidan. Your new partner.

Remember to be friendly. Laugh, for Christ sake.

Good morning. My name is Helmer, the newly appointed professor.

Eldest son of the late Stig G. Helmer.

I humbly ask for the key to my office.

I immediately recognised the name, when I saw the parcels.

I've been wondering, what does the G in your fathers name stand for?

My fathers name was Stig Gustav Helmer.

Gustav after King Gustav Vasa.

Yes.

Christian Tyran and all that.

In Denmark we only remember Gustav Vasa,

because he introduced mulled wine.

Excuse me, but as a colleague of Swedish origin...

That hateful attitude towards my country...

I can see on your lips,

that you were close to making the comparison with the Vasa ship,

that sank on it's maiden voyage due to a minor technical fault.

"A minor technical fault"? The lower canon deck was under the water line,

and the maiden voyage was only a few meters.

Here you go. Here's the key.

What the hell is this?

-That is a key. -This is not a key.

-No, it's a key. -I asked for the key to my office.

We don't use those kind of keys, we don't lock any department doors.

That was decided by administrative Chief Physician Pontopidan,

we call it "the open doors pervasive policy."

There is an invoice from IKEA, it needs paying straight away.

Oh my God.

I don't have any Danish money on me out of principle.

Please can you get the staff together in an hour.

-Of course. -Thank you.

IKEA!

How nice.

-Who the hell are you? -I'm a porter.

Everybody calls me Bulder for some reason.

I'm born in the country, and there you have to really dig in.

Save me the details. Come here.

Here. You take over.

There you go.

Good morning.

Good morning.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Hi. -Hello. Good morning.

-Hi, hi. -Good morning.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Good morning.

My name is professor Helmer, and...

Like...

-the joy... -by...

-Christmas... -hymns...

a candle...

-is... -lit...

-with... -Halmer.

Thanks.

Very kind, but my name is not Halmer.

I do know that, but the rhyme teased me a bit,

so I thought, it made sense, that if your father,

who we've all heard so much about, was Helmer,

you as his son must then be Halmer.

"The whole" and "the half". It was meant lovingly.

Naver is coming. He's had a huge argument in the canteen.

Did he do that thing with the eye? I hate that.