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.
Thy Kingdom Come
Good morning ... My poor wee chap!
What磗 happened?
Let me guess ...
Oh my God!
Your Donald Duck magazine hasn磘 arrived.
How the hell are you going to pass the time now?
Oh, l磍l find some jobs to do. No, no, no panicky solutions.
Where磗 the boss?
No idea. Of course not.
But the doctors car park is an earthquake zone.
lt was a great experience. We must find her again.
She needs me. Urgently.
Where do you think you are going? Mrs Drusse is in hospital.
ln the hospital, Mrs Drusse has a bed.
lt磗 in bed l want to see Mrs Drusse, and nowhere else.
Consultant neurosurgeon Hook told me l could walk about a bit.
Wait ... Just who is consultant neurosurgeon Hook?
Him? ... Well l磍l be damned. You, a consultant neurosurgeon?
Mrs Drusse, you are seriously ill.
There磗 never been a body fluid count like yours ... Sister!
Consultant neurosurgeon Hook says
give this patient a saline drip in her own bed. A slow one.
Helmer? lt is l.
Your diplomacy didn磘 work. Mona磗 mother has complained.
A good thing you磖e in the lodge.
Lots of the brethren are on the General Medical Council.
We磍l discuss the complaint at morning conference.
lt磗 better than letting rumours fly.
Then it磍l look as if l磛e found a few ways out
but don磘 want to burden the staff. That磗 a trick you could use.
They all think you磖e a bit harsh.
But l think the complaint will be of benefit to you here.
lt磍l make you seem more human.
What makes you like Denmark, specially?
Dr. Helmer joined us two months ago, and we磖e proud
to have this internationally acclaimed neurosurgeon here.
Sadly, Dr. Helmer is already having to become acquainted
with one of the less attractive areas of Danish medicine,
namely patient complaints. As some of you recall
problems arose in connection with an operation he performed
on Mona somethingorother just after he joined us.
A complaint has been lodged
and l磀 like to ask you all to give him your support.
ln this context l磀 like to raise a minor problem
to which l think it reasonable for the staff to propose solutions.
Uncertainty has been expressed visavis working
with Dr. Helmer.
Stig may find it peculiar that we address such things together.
But if Operation Morning Breeze is to justify its existence
we must also let the morning air into our personal spheres.
Perhaps you do things differently in Sweden ...
Yes.
Oh. Any suggestions as to how to counter this uncertainty
visavis working with Dr. Helmer?
Yes?
Communication. Splendid. Splendid.
Communication ... does anyone else feel communication磗 the problem?
He never says anything,
and when he does it磗 in Swedish.
We probably can磘 solve the Swedish problem right away.
Let磗 hear what Dr. Helmer has to say.
What?
How do you feel we can improve communication with you?
How should l know? Would it help to call you Stig?
Be more personal?
Excuse me, l have work to do.
Operations, and other trivial tasks.
Of course ...
1 , 2, 3, 4 ...
This plate is unclean.
The walls have been flaking.
Can磘 you do something?
No, nothing.
Oh, dear.
We磍l have to wash them again.
lt磍l wash off easily.
There are other things that can磘 be washed off.
What do you mean? Blood?
Some blood can be washed off
and some blood cannot.
Tell me, are you crazy?
No girl will ever be interested in anyone so childish.
Poor Sanne! Whatever were you thinking of?
l thought l knew you. But you磛e got the charm of a turd.
You磀 better put that head back where it came from.
Of course. Good ...
... Not that it磗 my affair. And l never want to see you again.
Shove off.
l磍l miss the operation. Professor Bondo wants to see me.
Oh. Did you screw up? Why?
Well, he磗 summoned you, hasn磘 he?
Run along, then.
l see you磛e asked to see me later, too.
Can l go, too?
lf you want to be a doctor, you磍l have to watch an operation.
What if l watched through the window?
To kind of get used to it?
Why isn磘 the patient asleep?
Hello. May. l am assisting here.
创May创? The patient reacts to anaesthesia.
This gentleman is going to hypnotise the patient.
lt磗 so exciting! The hell it is.
Einar!
Where are the funny noses? What do you mean, Stig?
You are a circus manager and we clowns want noses.
Red ones, with elastic bands.
This clown appears in my theatre and says he has a job to do.
The hypnotist ... of course you should have been informed.
The patient reacts to anaesthesia. Rigmor can tell you more.
Scruples about operating because of the Mona complaint?
lt磗 like riding. lf you fall, you get straight back on.
Mona has got nothing to do with it.
l磎 pleased to hear it.
But you must admit this is exciting.
Hypnoanaesthesia! Purely scientifically ...
After all, it磗 related to your article in The Lancet.
Though you磀 know that better than l do, since you wrote it.
By the way, have a handful of the Morning Breeze stickers
you recommended l had printed. They磖e super.
How are you?
Where did you get to? l磛e had work to do.
l磎 tired of lying here. A spirit is calling.
l must search. There磗 nothing wrong with me.
You磛e changed your tune. l can walk.
Sad about the drip.
Yes, if l didn磘 have a porter in the family.
Relax, relax.
You are feeling drowsy.
ln a moment you won磘 be able to feel anything.
At first in your skin, then your whole head on the count of three ...
One ... two ... three.
Scalpel.
By the way, l dropped into the clothes store.
Pean.
lt was very clear
that you had borrowed a dressing gown.
Dressing gowns are for the patients ...
... not the staff.
Hand it back immediately.
ln Sweden you磀 have been given very short shrift.
Do you understand?
l thought the patient was asleep. He should have been.
Whether my patient is under anaesthetic or not,
whether he磗 under hypnosis or he has just been knocked out
with a blunt instrument is totally irrelevant.
But he must keep his mouth shut. Relax, you feel marvellous.
All the pain has gone, everything is over.
Come in, Mogge.
l have good news and l have bad news.
The good news is that l have no proof.
The bad news is that if l get the slightest evidence
linking a certain stolen body part with your personage
will result not only in your immediate expulsion
but also to my calling the police.
l hope you have left no trace.
A pathologist is a blood hound
by profession.
l have no more time for you.
Real life has summoned me.
Hello, my name is Dr. Bondo.
You are related to Mr. Zakariasen? He磗 my husband.
This is our son.
l am not the doctor who treated your husband, l磎 a pathologist.
l requested this interview. Are we to talk in front of him?
Mrs. Zakariasen, your husband cannot hear what we say.
What do you want to say?
New legislation requires that you consent to dissection.
What磗 a dissection? He wants to cut daddy up, Mum.
Without autopsies we磀 still be in the Stone Age.
Dad is still alive. Or is that just a formality?
Dissection would only take place after death.
Would you mind telling us
what your personal interests in this case are?
Am l right in thinking they go beyond those of general medicine?
Your father has a hepatoma.
l think my research has achieved important results,
but for a decade l have had no specimen to work on.
l need your father磗 liver to conclude my research.
So your beautiful thoughts on benefiting humanity
are more to do with your own career.
We can磘 really take your problem seriously.
l find your request rather distasteful.
My research may improve the treatment of hepatomas.
lt might prevent others from suffering like this.
With one patient a decade
l doubt if society would pay for any new form of treatment.
Nobody can argue that dissection doesn磘 make sense.
We磖e not arguing. We磖e just saying no.
We磀 like to be alone with dad now.
Right.
Will the junior registrar close him up?
Didn磘 you hear me? Please close him up.
Communication problems? All right, put his lid on.
Actually, communications aren磘 the problem.
The problem is qualifications, Hook.
Hook!
You ... you must always ...
... obey Professor Tribini.
Professor Tribini will count to three.
One, two, three and whoops!
All of a sudden you are a good doctor.
Or what, Hook?
He has withdrawn my funds for a phase contrast microscope.
He says savings must be made. Yet just look at the waste ...
Listen carefully.
You can hear my voice.
ln a moment l磍l count to three and you will wake up.
You will feel marvellous.
You磍l feel no pain. You磍l feel marvellous.
You磍l be yourself again.
l磍l count slowly to three, and on three you磍l wake up.
One, two ...
Three. Now open your eyes slowly ...
l磀 like to talk to the doctor who did the operation.
There was a girl ... A girl?
Yes.
A little girl.
She was kind.
l was upset, and she stroked my hand.
Do you know her? The doctor who磗 just gone out?
Yes, that磗 Judith.
The little girl pointed at her and said 创family创.
Family?
Hi, Bulder. Hi, Drusse.
What are you up to? Looking for the ghost.
Why not take Bongo? He howls when he hears that ambulance.
Really? l磎 not taking a dog.
lt磗 bad enough pushing my mum mile after mile.
You磖e a good boy, Bulder. l磎 sick of pushing this bed about.
l磛e been pushing it all day. And dogs aren磘 allowed here.
lf we push him round in this, nobody will ever know.
He磗 picked up the scent.
Where are we now?
Below M. lnfectious medicine.
What now?
She磗 here.
Hi, Mogge.
Did l miss a Swedish screwup?
Why do l suddenly like you? ... What did you want?
You wanted guinea pigs for the sleep lab.
Are you sure you磀 want to? lt磗 heavy stuff.
We test new sleep control drugs. OK by me.
You get 150 per sleep period.
We do an ECG to measure which brain centres are activated
while you dream. Then you describe the process.
OK by me. Fine.
Report to the cage.
You said Helmer had taken away your microscope?
l can apply again next year. That磗 crazy.
l think so, too. l磛e a better idea.
Where are we going? l want to show you something.
Everything looks fine.
The hypnoanaesthesia was apparently highly effective.
You say you didn磘 notice the operation, or any discomfort?
No discomfort.
But there was a little girl. ln the operating theatre?
Yes.
She tried to talk to the doctor doing the operation,
but he wouldn磘 listen.
She tried to talk to Helmer?
Yes ... he wouldn磘 listen.
And l think l know why.
Wouldn磘 listen to what?
Her little bell.
Why not?
Because it was the death bell.
What bloody nonsense!
Don磘 let it bother you. l don磘.
l take no notice of any of the nonsense here.
Professor Bondo just phoned. He wants to address the lodge.
l磎 trying to scrape some brethren together for tonight.
l can磘 take this damned crap.
创Her little bell!创 创The death bell!创
Pull in here.
Hello, Hook. Hi, Hansen.
Hi, Bulder. Any news?
You磛e been for quite a walk with Mrs. Drusse.
That drip ran out hours ago.
Bongo!
Bongo! Come here!
Dogs aren磘 allowed in hospitals!
This is where l live.
Oh, you don磘 really.
Yes, l do.
lt磗 just practical. Most of my friends work down here.
ln the passageways and kitchens round about.
l like living here, don磘 get me wrong.
What if you get found out? l have been.
We have a tacit agreement. l fix things for the hospital
and the hospital leaves me alone.
There磗 a lot of wastage, and that磗 not a good thing.
Helmer said you磀 stolen a dressing gown.
ls it anything to do with that? lt磗 an excellent example.
But he got it wrong. lt wasn磘 just one dressing gown.
lt was hundreds.
Dressing gowns were piling up at neurosurgery.
They took up room. So l dealt with them.
How? l redirect them.
Redirect them? To wards where they磖e needed.
Lemon? Yes, please.
What磗 in it for you? l don磘 get anything out of it.
l just don磘 like ... l磎 happy when things aren磘 wasted.
Ethyl alcohol and distilled water. The cleanest drink you can get.
Per, this is Hook.
At K5006 there磗 a whole pile of equipment. Will you look for ...
What was it you wanted? A phase contrast microscope.
... A phase contrast microscope. Hmm?
Great. See you later.
What磗 that? Hey, that磗 spooky!
Maybe it is.
l got the idea from Professor Ulrich in gastrosurgery.
创We all have own private cemetery创.
Each tray represents one of the senior doctors here.
And each cross is a death? Not likely, or l磀 be busy!
No, each cross represents a death or injury
caused by medical negligence.
There磗 just not that number of mistakes reported.
Reported, no, and l don磘 tell the world about it either.
But one day l might find a use for my knowledge.
That was quick, lads.
Put it over here.
A present from the Kingdom.
l begin to see how you got that tacit agreement ...
lt磍l soon be dark.
Yes, evening is falling.
And when night comes, we shall sleep.
There磗 something l don磘 understand.
What don磘 you understand?
lf the little girl from the lift is kind and good,
why does the old woman want to chase her away?
The little girl is unhappy. She cannot rest.
We sleep when night falls. She never sleeps.
Oh?
She needs help so she can rest.
Yes?
l wondered if you磀 come and sit with Mrs. Mogensen?
She磗 such a sweet old lady, and she磗 interested in spiritualism.
You haven磘 heard ... She had another turn this morning.
The doctor expects her to pass away tonight.
l am sorry.
l had such a nice time with Mrs. Mogensen.
She asked for you earlier, but you weren磘 in your room.
Now she keeps slipping in and out of consciousness.
But l think she磀 appreciate your company.
Of course.
A cup of coffee? No, thanks.
l磍l stick to my crossword, even if l can磘 do it.
Just ring if you are afraid.
My dear girl, l shan磘 be afraid.
l have sat with the dying before. The jaw drops and that磗 that.
lt can be very peaceful.
ls that you, Mrs. Drusse?
Yes, it磗 me, Emma. Where did you get to?
l was ghost hunting.
How l loved you, Mrs. Drusse!
And all your spirits.
All your zany spirits.
l have been very fond of you, too.
Do they say l磎 dying?
Yes. Are you afraid?
A little.
Don磘 be afraid, Emma. You磖e just passing over
to all those zany spirits.
Quite true.
lt is a spiritualist磗 duty to die.
l磍l be coming soon. l磎 an old biddy myself.
You aren磘 old. Stuff and nonsense.
But let磗 not argue, eh, Emma?
Eh, little Emma?
l think l磍l sleep a bit.
That磗 right, Emma.
Come on!
Rigmor!
Your tenderness ...
Your tenderness, your warmth. l don磘 deserve them.
You do, Stig.
No. l am a weakling.
But l can handle those thickheads.
Even their moronic Operation Morning Breeze.
But that Mona business is getting to me.
Because you are under pressure. All men are under pressure.
But all you need is a woman to feed you well
and give you some of the herbal remedies l磛e mentioned.
Nietzsche lived off them, or at least wrote about them.
You are fantastic.
You exploit my weaknesses.
You do!
You are forcing your witchcraft on me.
First came a book about Haiti.
Then a trip to Haiti l should treat you to.
Stop putting up so much resistance. l want to look after you.
You know l love you. Yes. Quietly does it!
Stig ... What磗 on your mind?
l磀 like an honest answer ...
Of course.
Did you really say l had a backside like a chest of drawers?
Who said that? Never you mind. Did you?
Of course not.
Good.
Are you moving your things over? Eh?
Hi, Pop.
He磗 a good boy.
l told you to stay away. The toothbrush isn磘 for you.
l磛e come to sleep.
Don磘 be silly. Look at your papers.
OK. But you磍l have to sleep.
l磎 not allowed to talk to the guinea pigs.
l磛e come to sleep, not talk. Fine. Change in there.
Bondo ...
Dear brethren,
l have never previously exercised my right to convene you.
So you will understand the gravity of my problem.
You know l set great store by my research,
despite the friendly teasing about my lack of hepatomas.
And that磗 the point.
After a ten year wait, a wonderful hepatoma has popped up.
The tumor will allow me to conclude my research
but l can磘 have it! The patient,
who is on Professor Ulrich磗 ward, is dying.
But the family refuses to allow dissection.
There磗 nothing l can do. So near, and yet so far!
l have a freeze dried sample, but l need the whole tumor.
To the very last l hoped that an operation would be performed
thus placing the tumour in my hands.
l know it was wishful thinking, Professor,
for the tumor is inoperable. But nevertheless ...
l no longer delude myself that a solution will appear from nowhere.
So l have convened you to ask for help.
Help me to help medical science!
Haven磘 you finished yet?
There.
l can磘 sleep.
Don磘 worry, you will.
Turn over.
Goodnight.
Ghost hunting ...
Of course
you磛e been ghost hunting!
Did you speak, Emma?
Tell me about it ...
Do tell ...
What shall l tell you? We searched everywhere.
But she didn磘 reveal her presence everywhere.
To announce her presence
she rings a little bell.
Where? Where?
Everywhere.
Do you think it might be of some significance?
lt was at Gynaecology.
Ward Y.
And then at Respiratory diseases ...
And on A ... Medicine.
You mustn磘 go, Mrs. Drusse.
l am right beside you, Emma.
l think it will be soon.
ls there anything you want me to do, Mrs. Drusse
on the other side?
Yes, of course.
Find my ghost, talk to her.
Ask her why she is so unhappy
and what l can do about it.
What磗 her name?
l don磘 know, but l expect you磍l find her anyway.
Ghosts are in the state in between.
ln Swedenborg Space.
But you won磘 stay there long, you will want to cross it
into the light.
But try and stay there a couple of minutes.
They will call you from the light, and tug at you.
But try to delay your crossing and answer me, Emma.
l磍l do my best.
Thank you, Emma, you磖e very kind.
l磎 not meant to tell you how the Mona affair is progressing,
but l got a furious letter from the Chief Medical Officer today.
Apparently the anaesthesia report was destroyed.
The CMO wants to see the anaesthetist磗 notes.
Blood pressure, and so on.
That磗 the bad thing about being a manager.
What is the bad thing about being a manager?
Management, damn it!
Bondo is in a most unfortunate situation.
lt would look good if you could help ...
Me? The lodge likes active brethren.
Specially just after initiation. Poor Bondo.
Yes, poor chap. l磎 no psychiatrist,
but anyone can see he is madly insane.
His speech is incoherent, he dribbles, yes, he磗 bonkers.
You mustn磘 say that, Stig, you磖e a scientist yourself.
Moreover, a brother磗 cry for help will always be heard
however insignificant the matter may appear to be.
Give Bondo磗 problem some thought. You磖e so creative,
you nervous types. The more you stand by Bondo,
the more the lodge will stand by you. This is where we part.
You can find the lift again?
Don磘 let the Mona affair dent your good humour.
Creative!
Emma ...
Keep listening,
and l磍l talk you through. l am beside you.
Let go, Emma, but don磘 fall too far.
Stay in the state in between!
Stay in the state in between.
Don磘 leave Swedenborg Space!
Answer me ...
Very good, Emma. We must hurry.
One flash, no. Two, don磘 know.
Three, yes.
Are they tugging at you from inside the light, Emma?
ls it beautiful in the light?
We磖e wasting our time. Have you found her?
No? You need a name?
Really, Emma?
Ward Y ...
And A ...
MARY.
Mary.
Her name is Mary, Emma.
ls her name Mary?
Fine! ls she with you?
No?
What shall l ask about, then?
Where can l find out? ls there anywhere?
But where, Emma?
ln this hospital?
Hold on, Emma, hold on!
Everything in this hospital has a number.
Give me a number before you disappear ... First digit
1 , 2, 3, 4, 5.
Second digit, 1 , 2, 3. Third digit, 1 , 2 ...
532 ...
Thank you, Emma. That was kind of you.
Good evening.
Can you tell me about Mary?
No, l don磘 know anyone called Mary.
Whose is the other bed?
Mrs. Krger磗. She磗 in the pool.
They couldn磘 stand the way she went on pleading and pleading
so they opened the pool, even though it was late.
But you won磘 get much out of talking to her.
She磗 completely gaga.
Old and gaga ...
Thanks. Goodnight.
Who is Mary?
My name磗 Ellen.
Daddy gave me a new dolly today.
How old are you, Ellen?
Nine.
Do you know Mary?
Mary is ill. She磗 in daddy磗 hospital.
She coughs. Her chest is poorly.
She has a hump. Mary has a hump.
What year is this?
1919, of course.
lsn磘 Dolly磗 hair lovely?
Her name is Mary, too. lt says 创Mary创 here.
Would you like to see my daddy? He磗 a doctor.
Yes, please.
The picture is under the pillow in the pram.
ls that you next to your father?
No, that磗 Mary.
They wrote a song about her. Shall l sing it?
May l borrow your picture?
ln a ward in hospital
ln a white bed there
Lay a little girl who coughed
Sick and pale, with golden hair.
Lay a little girl who coughed
Sick and pale, with golden hair.
Every heart she stole away
As she lay there sweet and good
Bore her pain without complaint
With childish fortitude.
Bore her pain without complaint
With childish fortitude
Stig?
Hi.
Where is the lift? Or the stairs?
Say hello to my friend. He spent his childhood in Haiti.
He can tell you all about zombies. He tends the animals.
lf l have to choose between zombies and the stairs,
l磍l take the stairs.
l had a nasty dream.
The questionnaire ... l haven磘 time.
No money, then.
Evening, Madsen. Hello, Bulder.
Any activity? No, it磗 been very quiet.
Kingdom security here. ... Just a minute.
lt磗 that call again! Record it, damn it!
This is stretcher van 12.
We磖e heading down Lyngby Road towards the Kingdom.
With horn and flashing lights ...
Stretcher vans? That was 100 years ago. Call the police.
Those calls come every night.
Bongo ...
Bongo, nice doggy ...
Bulder! Her name is Mary. Mary.
创A Helping Hand from Copenhagen创.
创Last week Professor Aage Krger returned to his home town
to tell 6 year old Mary Jensen
she could be treated free of charge at the Kingdom.
Mary is looking forward to visiting the capital.
Here she thanks the Professor ...创 There磗 a photo of her.
Mary had a little lamb ...
Hello.
Thanks for the microscope.
l磎 not busy tonight.
l thought you would be, now you磛e got it.
What about that research?
l know l磛e been playing hard to get, and l do like you.
But l was in love with somebody else.
And ... now you磖e not?
l don磘 know. He left a few months ago, l don磘 think he磍l be back.
lt磗 not a problem for me.
Did you really think it would be? lt磗 not that simple.
l磎 pregnant.
OK.
ls that good or bad? Good.
l want a baby.
His baby.
But l thought it might complicate things for you.
Listen, Sweetie.
l磎 mad about you.
Pregnant or not.
lf you have the baby, l磍l love it, too.
You thought l wouldn磘 if it wasn磘 mine?
Maybe l did.
What an idiot!
Who?
The bloke who ran off and left such a lovely girl.
Aage ... Yes. Aage.
What an arsehole!
What磗 the matter?
l went all dizzy.
Of course, you磖e pregnant. And l磀 already forgotten.
Lie down. We must take your temperature.
Because l磎 pregnant? Some doctor!
Be quiet, we can磘 be careful enough.
And it might go up a degree or two ...
创Our forests are fresh and big, Cuckoo, cuckoo, faldera.创
Hans Christian Andersen, Danish national poet.
Cuckoo, cuckoo, faldera.
They磖e not just idiots.
They磖e deadly dangerous.
Danish scum.
Bongo ...
lf Mary磗 who we磖e looking for, where磗 her little lamb?
lt磗 the dog.
Well, that was Part 2 of The Kingdom.
l磀 like to thank you again for watching our little series.
Mrs. Drusse continues to slavishly follow all the clues
knowing they may lead her into trouble.
l am very happy with Part 2 and l磀 call it poetic and captivating.
Maybe you think the story is predictable and depressing.
lf so, look at your own life. ls it monotonous and humdrum?
Yes? Then enjoy the comfort of the familiar.
But if your life is exciting, enjoy this break from the caviar
with its view of the trivia you have surely out behind you.
My name is Lars von Trier and l wish you a very good evening.
Should you wish to revisit the Kingdom
be prepared to take the Good with the Evil!
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