[water rushing]
[water rushing intensifies]
[disconcerting music plays]
What do you see?
I see all of them.
You have ten seconds.
Ten. Nine. Eight.
Seven. Six.
Five.
Four…
[door bangs]
[pigs squealing]
[spits]
[pigs squealing]
[squealing continues]
[thuds]
[pigs squealing]
[wind blowing]
[in Cantonese] Boss would like to see you.
[in English] What for?
[in Cantonese] Fuck, cut the crap.
You aren't in a position to ask why.
Please come with me.
[pigs squealing]
[pigs snorting, grunting]
[pigs gnawing]
[in English] Say something.
I want to hear your voice.
I have something to ask of you.
In return for taking away your pain.
Once again, you have relieved me of my pain.
It's like you're pulling nails out of my body.
As a "thank you," Miu.
It's very valuable, and very old.
It's kind of you.
But I can't take it.
There's only one thing I want from you.
Give Ai back to Mother Hulda.
I'd do a lot for you, Miu.
But that's one thing I will never do.
Ask for something else.
We can make a deal.
Give Ai back and I'll do whatever you want.
Mother Hulda tried to run away with her daughter.
Do you think such stupidity should be rewarded?
Take me as collateral.
I'll make sure Mother Hulda doesn't run away again.
If she does, you can kill me.
You're a strange one.
Do you think you can control everything?
Make the sun rise whenever you want?
Some things are out of your hands, Miu.
Name a price.
There's no price. No deal.
Without a deal,
I'll drive those nails right back into you.
You can do that?
[Miu] Maybe.
Hmm.
Wait here.
If you pay this in seven days,
then we might come to an arrangement.
Dare to shake hands on our deal?
There's no way back now, Miu.
[wind blowing]
[hopeful music plays]
[Mother Hulda] Miu.
Are you working for Mr Chiang now?
[Miu] No.
But soon, all will be well again.
[music fades]
[snoring]
[snores, chokes] Mmm.
Mmm. [grunts]
[yawns]
[door hinges creaking]
-[key jingles] -[woman sighs]
[door hinges creaking]
Hmm.
[clears throat]
Look, would you read any faster if I…
ah,
relaxed you?
Er, well,
given the extent of the charges against you,
I'd, as your lawyer,
I would recommend
you shut up.
Okay?
[Sami clears throat]
[in Serbian] There's a girl outside. She insists to see you right now.
Tell her to come back tomorrow.
[door hinges creaking]
He's busy.
Try tomorrow.
[in English] I'll wait here.
[door hinges creaking]
[lift dings]
[door hinges creaking]
[Dusan] What's up, old friend?
[Miroslav] What's up, my brother?
[Dusan] …for pistols, Kalashnikovs, hand grenades.
I have a big shipment on the way.
Really big. So, that's not a problem.
Money isn't the problem, either.
We have a lot.
But do you know what the problem is?
Do you have any idea, any at all,
how we can manage to transfer the money so we can pay everyone we need to pay?
-Is it really big? -A big shipment.
Big shipment.
Well, we'll fix it, brother.
Can I count on you?
No problem. [chuckles]
I knew it. I knew it. [exclaims]
Look, export, import, everything is in place.
Not directly down there, but one, two, three, four, Hungary.
You know my principle.
"All wolves fed, all sheep accounted for."
-And? -And you know what else?
All of the sheep are fed. Every sheep must be fed.
-Not only the wolves. -Let's go.
-Come on! Let's make a toast. -Let's go, guys.
-Cheers! -[Dusan] Cheers, guys!
-[Dusan chuckles] -[glasses clinking]
[Dusan] Congratulations. Everything will be under this guarantee.
-Sit just a moment. -[Miroslav] Whoa!
-[chuckles] It's strong, for fuck's sake. -Stevo.
[Dusan laughing]
[exclaims]
Hello?
Listen carefully.
We have a guarantee for the money.
So, no more problem.
Everyone must do as they are told.
If anyone fucks up, I'll cut their head off myself.
Hmm.
[relaxing music playing over speakers]
[Sami, in Serbian] Boss?
Miroslav.
Miroslav!
[grumbling in Serbian] What is it, for fuck's sake? What is it?
[music stops]
That girl from earlier is still waiting for you.
You know what, kindly tell her that she should leave,
or Dusan will come and throw her out!
-Okay. -That's right.
She also asked me to tell you that she's…
What was the word in Danish now…
[mumbles indistinctly]
[in Danish] Ah, a lucky coin.
[sighs]
[in Serbian] What the fuck! Why didn't you tell me right away?
[in Danish] A lucky coin. [in Serbian] For fuck's sake.
[in English] Miro, I'm going home now.
Wait. Wait for me.
[Sami, in Serbian] Wait.
-Was it a mistake to let her in? -[Miroslav] What? No.
[Dusan, in English] Hurry up. Let's go.
[in Serbian] Come on, bring her to my office.
[in English] Goddamn. A goddamn lucky coin.
Why didn't you say so before, for fuck's sake?
It is you.
Yeah.
[breathes deeply]
I thought you were dead.
Maybe you were hoping.
Hoping? [chuckles]
No.
Of course, I'm happy to see you.
And to see you well.
You got old.
Huh. Time flies.
[inhales sharply]
How did you find me?
You still have the same name.
Hmm.
What can I do for you, Miu?
I'm going to need a job.
And a home.
But you're a lucky charm.
Not any more.
Well,
how does one stop being a lucky charm?
How does one stop being a gangster?
Hmm.
Okay.
I can find you a job.
But I don't have the space to let you come and live here.
I don't have anywhere else to go.
And you owe me.
[sighs]
What kind of job?
Unofficial.
Good pay.
Okay.
[imperceptible]
[sombre music plays]
Miu. Polixen, Bjarke.
My friends. Now yours.
What about him?
What's… What's his name?
-My name's-- -[snaps finger]
What did I say about that?
You speak Danish?
Say something.
You shouldn't talk too much, but a few words would be great.
Nice to meet you.
I'm Miu.
[Polixen breathes deeply]
We'll find something for her. No worries.
Super. Perfect. Perfect.
See you.
[exclaims]
[snaps fingers]
[Polixen] You'll be in sales.
We'll get someone to train you up.
Who'd you think?
Danny, I reckon.
Hmm. Good idea. He keeps things tight.
For night shifts, rest up and come in fresh,
just like any other workplace.
Some of the boys.
This is Miu.
Always keep this phone on you. And always answer it.
It's your best friend, and you don't question it, okay?
As long as you keep going, we're good. You get paid.
How do I get paid?
[Polixen] Talk to Danny.
But I promise that you'll get more than you would from the government.
Did I forget anything?
No, don't think so.
Just keep hold of the burner. Danny will make contact.
One more thing, Miu.
If you fuck with us, there'll be consequences.
Miroslav won't be able to help you. We'll come for you no matter what.
[suspenseful music plays]
[suspenseful music continues]
[drawer closes]
[mobile buzzing]
Hello?
[in Cantonese] How are you?
Remember, you have an appointment with my boss.
[in English] I don't have the money yet.
[in Cantonese] Sorry to hear that.
But I don't think you can put off meeting my boss.
[in English] I know.
[in Cantonese] Time's running out.
[man sighs]
[exhales]
[in English] What's up?
You Miu?
[Miu] Yeah.
I'm Danny.
[car lock beeps]
When you get a customer, I'll give you the key.
You come here,
take what you need from the bag, then put it back,
go to the customer.
Okay?
And remember, never take the bag with you.
Okay?
Now, go up. Find Rebecca.
When you find Rebecca, tell her your Danny's girl.
What's in the bag?
[unzips bag]
In the bag?
They said you're new to the street,
but you're completely new to the business, too.
Yeah.
Did you fuck Polixen?
No.
[Danny chuckles]
Sorry. Dumb question.
Another question. You a fast learner?
[zips bag]
Good.
Molly, Coke, Ketamine, Xanax.
Okay?
What you've got is Molly.
That's Rebecca's.
-Got it? -Hmm.
When you're done, come back to me.
-Where? -Shawarma place.
That's where we wait for the next one.
Okay.
Hey.
Maybe I don't need to say it,
but remember, always money first.
[unzips bag]
[trance music playing over speakers]
Danny's girl at the door.
Are you Danny's girl at the door?
Money first.
[Danny] So, how do you know Bjarke and Polixen, then?
[Miu] We have the same lawyer.
Miroslav?
Mmm-hmm.
[chuckles] That's sick.
Sick, man. [chuckles] He's a fucking ledge.
Legit.
No bullshit.
Sick.
I'd take a fucking bullet for him, you know.
I don't care what people say about the Balkan people, you know?
I look at the human being, you get me?
And Miroslav? He's my fucking bro.
You get me?
I have to do something. Be right back.
[sighs] You keep the phone.
Keep everything cool.
See you in a bit.
[keys jingling]
And obviously, these.
Here you go.
-Thank you. -God bless you.
[doorbell rings]
[lock clicking]
[hinges creaking]
[lock clicking]
[doorbell rings]
[lock clicking]
[squealing gutturally]
[breathing heavily]
You okay?
[Bjorn] Thought…
Thought ants down there. Thought ants.
[pants]
Same thoughts haunting you?
[Bjorn] It's the dissolving of the self.
I can't feel myself.
-I can't… I can't… -Just, just slow down.
I can't feel myself.
[Danny] Stop it.
You're here with me now.
Your friend, Danny.
[Bjorn breathing heavily]
Your body needs food and water.
Okay?
I don't want any.
[panting]
Tell me what you see.
Also… Also…
Huh.
Falafel? Falafel.
Falafel with…
with garlic sauce.
No tomatoes!
-Never tomatoes. -[laughs]
-[laughs] No tomatoes. -You know it.
[both chuckle]
[hopeful music plays]
[indistinct conversation]
Hi.
[Miu] Hi.
Hi.
I'm Danny's girl at the door.
[Sten] Right.
So, you're the one… the one who's come to, er,
deliver our stuff?
Okay.
[sighs]
Erm, I'm not in on this.
-You're not in? -I'm out.
[Sten] But earlier you said,
"Tonight, we're gonna party like it's 1999."
You said that when you came to work.
I never said that.
Didn't you make the call?
-[scoffs] No, I didn't. -Oh.
It's not something I usually do.
[Jonas] That's… That's up to you. Er, it's not for me.
Payment first.
You say payment first, that's totally fair.
Er, you have it?
Erm…
Have what?
You took the money out.
Oh, yeah.
So… [laughs]
There you have it. His… His idea.
See? [chuckles]
Yeah.
He wanted to.
So, then, let's see.
How much do we have here?
That's 3,000. No need to count it. It's 3,000.
And that is for me.
Thanks very much.
You know, can you… can you just stay
until we've seen exactly what we've got here?
Can you, er, can you open this?
Er, I'd rather not.
I just, er, I cut my nails.
Cut your nails?
Yeah, I cut my nails. They're too, erm, too short.
Oh.
How do you open this?
-Oh, fuck! -Sten, bloody hell.
[snorts]
Ah! Ah!
Whoa! [snorts]
Ah!
[laughs]
Wow!
Oh, my God!
It goes straight to your penis.
Where have you been?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Cool.
You got the phone?
Keys?
[keys jingle]
Good job, Miu.
If you keep it up, you'll go far.
I started out just like you. [scoffs]
Now, I'm the one giving out jobs.
Soon, I'll be at Central.
And before you know it, even further up.
I'm not planning on doing street jobs forever.
You know, I'm always thinking like, creatively, you know?
God. [chuckles]
One day you'll say, "Is that really him?"
"Danny, the guy who showed me the ropes?"
You'll think, "That guy was there."
"And now he's up there."
You get me?
Vision. [chuckles]
We'll get to the top.
Keep it up.
Good job. [exhales]
[Michael] Nicklas' body will never be the same.
It's as disfigured as a war victim's.
It's horrible.
But worst of all, his penis.
It's gone.
Eaten by pigs.
We've looked at every option.
He can't be operated on.
He'll need a prosthetic.
But he can't reproduce.
Which is what's most important.
Has Nicklas ever frozen his sperm?
I'm not sure about that.
That's his mother's business.
But I will ask now that you mention it.
[strikes note on piano]
We live in a time
when people are redefining the very essence of life.
This human-driven biological revolution has unimaginable possibilities.
Everyone dreams of redefining themselves.
That's why I reached out to you.
It's from that perspective
that I want to create a prosthetic for Nicklas.
If we can recreate the penis,
why not make it better?
Harder, stronger, bigger.
More powerful.
More fantastical.
[inhales sharply]
It is a very concrete design project.
Mmm-hmm. Very, very radical.
And in our own projects,
you've been very preoccupied by the… the cock.
-You think so? -Yeah.
You've mentioned several times
that you would like to have
a… conversation with your penis.
I've never said that.
[Sten] Yes, you have.
I have not.
Well, let's just leave it. Doesn't matter.
I just thought it was interesting in this context.
Er, do you often tell people that I want to talk with my penis?
It's nothing to be ashamed of.
Sounds creative to me.
Can all of you please close your eyes?
-[Jonas] Right now? -Now.
Close your eyes.
Visualise yourselves
recreating the largest object.
Focus the energy inside.
Let it sink down to you know where.
And then tell me…
What do you see?
What can you create?
We can recreate
a holy object for Nicklas.
Indeed, the world.
It's the ultimate resurrection.
[soft ethereal music plays]