All language subtitles for Oh Hell Season - 2e02

Come on. Show me.

Okay, fine.

I wrote, "Clarification of psychosis."

Got it.

You think I'm someone
who sits on the tram and says,

"I'm Adolf Hitler, but on Saturdays,
I'm Tiffy from Sesame Street."

Helene...

I'd like to ask you something.

Go ahead.

Where are we right now?

-Vivaldiallee Clinic.
-What year is it?

2024.

Do you ever think about
wanting to take your own life?

Nope.

Good.

Good.

Although now you've said it...

taking some pills,
eating a whole Black Forest cake,

and falling asleep forever with you face
in said cake would be good.

Or going to a water park in the States,

cutting a hole in a slide
and plunging 50 yards onto rocks

and splattering into a thousand pieces.

So is the idea of dying attractive to you?

I've never thought about it.

But now that you've mentioned it...

I'm seriously contemplating it.

How do you feel right now?

That's usually my question.

It's mine now.

Fine.

The idea that by mentioning
the possibility of suicide,

I have put an idea in your head
that you might pursue further

makes me uncomfortable.

And what does this discomfort tell you?

What does this discomfort represent?

Yes, it certainly has to do
with the fact that I have a...

Yes, that I have a sense of responsibility
towards my patient and...

I would like to hear
your thoughts on these.

No problem.

Yes.

Yes. Listen.

-What?
-Well...

Try to hear them.

I can't hear your thoughts.

Then I'm sorry.

You don't want to attempt
to articulate them?

Helene?

Dr. Berg-Berth?

Which one of us set fire to a forest

and destroyed
a small biosphere in the process?

I had six weeks ahead of me
filled with fun, fun...

-Let's shake it all off.
-...fun.

Ms. Bese, put it around your wrist.
Exactly.

Around your wrist.

Ms. Sternberg.

Today's your first time here.

We'll do some mindfulness walking.

That means we move
and try to allow everything we see

to be value-free for us, okay?

Just as we're allowed to be value-free.

Everything is allowed to be.

-Okay...
-Good. Okay.

We'll take large steps.

Feel the ground beneath your feet.

Large steps.

Just shake it all off.

And don't forget to breathe.

Aaric.

Maike's pulse is racing

and sweat is dripping from Jason's shirt,

because the alpha male is here
and he's got the money.

Everyone pays attention
to what he's looking at, what he isn't.

To when he laughs,
when he sighs, and when he doesn't sigh.

To when he breathes and in what direction.

To whether he exhales or inhales.

We say welcome to Aaric Skargan.
Welcome to Vaginality.

To when an exhalation
becomes an inhalation.

I hope you had a pleasant journey.

To what it means,
and what the man then thinks.

Like every month,

we invite investors, business angels,
and entrepreneurs to our Vaginality Drop.

Vaginality Drop,

a place to drop a thought
that could possibly change the world.

And can change business.

And as you all expect
Jason Le Tu to present his new vision

of the Sustainablissimo app,

I have a little surprise for you.

Because today, we invited someone
from totally outside the bubble,

someone who thinks completely
outside the box to present her thoughts.

The last couple of days,
we've put together an incredible concept

called Happiness Map.

It is about the possibility to share
your own personal happiness

wherever you are in the world.

You can just drop a note wherever you are

and people
who walk through the same streets

can revive your moment.

Yes.

But she can explain it better.

-Have you got a spare cigarette?
-Sure.

Thanks.

Yes, great.

I find group activities
exhausting sometimes.

Yeah, I get that.

People make me aggressive pretty quickly.

I know what you mean. I mean,
from other patients in psychiatric units.

Do you go to a lot of psych units?

Yes.

I've just came from one.

They had a problem patient there.

She always wanted to do everything right.

She looks
the way you think you should look.

She does everything how you think
you should in 2024. How to be, what to do.

She's sustainable, cosmopolitan...

-Irksome.
-Yes.

And how was she treated?

Exposure therapy.

For example, she had to stand
in the middle of a circle chairs

and eat a Slim Jim in front of everyone.

Or she had to smell bad for the day.

But none of it helped. The poor thing.

She's on strong medication now.
Very strong.

She has sluggish cow-like eyes
from the tranquilizers,

but still posts on Insta about what's
affected her or what she wants to change.

-I hate Insta.
-Yeah, too many people.

Are you someone
who doesn't like being around people?

Well, I mean...

Sometimes it's just too much for me.
Too many people in one place.

There's too much information to take in.

-You're good at that, aren't you?
-Well... sure.

-It's my job, after all.
-Yes.

You're all doing very well. Great.

The thing is,

most of them know what their problem is.

But I've got no idea.

I'm always sad, and then I get aggressive,

and then I shout and throw things around.

But I still haven't found out...

why and where it starts

and what I can do to stop it.

Let's shake off our thoughts again.

Mindfulness walking.

Maybe you just need to go berserk.

Well, maybe it'd help you
if you just lost it.

Maybe you feel bad,
because you keep putting it off.

Let's come back together.

Let's repeat
our mindfulness exercise, okay?

Let's all pay attention
to one thing that we can see,

one thing we can hear,
and one thing we can smell.

Sometimes, I think about
what I'm looking at in that moment.

A place that means something to me,

a memory I want to share
with all my friends and family,

with people who mean something to me.

Nope.

Wait. Stop, stop, stop.

Okay, first things first.
I have to change the song. It's annoying.

Okay, this is the truth.

I thought it sucked from the start,
Happiness Map.

I also thought it was stupid
to tell this odd alpha male,

who's toying with the idea of leaving

and knows that everyone can see
he's thinking of leaving,

to tell him something,
so that he doesn't leave.

In that moment, part of me left.

Sometimes, I think about...

something I can see in that moment,

or something I hear

or something I smell.

What I see here...

are people who are trying
to squeeze an idea out of their brain,

that they can then sell.

What I hear is...

Jason's pulse.

And what I can smell are edamame beans
in Elonde Ntugse's Tupperware box.

People often ask how I do it.
How I get up again after a defeat?

Because people think
that I have one defeat after the next.

So...

what I have for you here right now...

Nothing.

Because... my life
is dedicated to one thing.

Nothing.

In my life that's all I've worked towards,
fucking things up.

So, if someone gives me a chance,
I take it...

fold it up...

throw it in the toilet and shit on it.

If someone gives me flowers, they wilt.

If I have to bake pancakes,
then I buy flour and milk,

but I leave the bag of flour
open for so long, it gets moths.

To catch the moths, I put up moth traps.

The moths stick to them,
but I forget to take the traps down.

And so I live with 5,000 dead moths,

all because I wanted to make pancakes.

What I have for you here and now...

My idea is to give up.

To do nothing.

My idea is to lie down.

Everyone lie down.

She wants us to lie down.

To lie down...

and to think about what you wanted
to do today... and then not do it.

A good deed every day?

Enough of that.

What I want is...

for you to start rotting internally.

What I want is for you
not to contact your loved ones.

What I want is...

I don't give a shit.

That's the thing. I don't give a shit
what you want to hear from me.

For all I care, program an app
that's called I Don't Give a Shit.

Shits That I Don't Give.

And the app says,
"Today, you wanted to drink water."

And you press the button

"I Don't Give a Fuck."

-So much for that.
-It was worth a try.

A try?

That could cost us everything.

"The Most Exciting Day of My Life."
A presentation by Maike Kirsch.

I'm listening.

"Mom woke me up and said,
'Maike, today is a day of surprises.'

And lo and behold,
Mom had made blueberry cake.

It even had frosting,

even though
the swimming eliminations were soon.

I really pigged out.

Next up, was the skate park

with...

Armed with our new inline skates,
Mom, my friend Alana-Milou and I

set off for the skate park.

It was so exciting to be standing tall
with the new inline skates on my feet

and not know
if I was up to the challenge."

Come on, let's go on a road trip.

Are you crazy, Helene? Mom will kill me.

-No, come on. We'll go for a spin.
-There's no way I'm coming.

You always end up coming.

Maike, no one's here. Come on.

This is trespassing.

Exactly.

-It's a criminal offense.
-Exactly.

I don't want a criminal record, Helene.

Why not?

I want to have the option of being
a civil servant when I leave school.

Yeah.

They've got a hair crimper up here.

Which do you think's the prettiest?
I like this one.

What do you think
about us being a lesbian couple?

Okay...

We've moved to the outskirts of town,
so I can work on my novel in peace.

Okay.

It's about a journey
to the ugliest places in the world.

-Why ugly?
-Don't you understand?

Only in ugly places can you choose
what you find beautiful.

Nope, I don't get it.

What will you wear
for the Girls Stars Summer Dance Camp?

Something cool. You?

Shall we steal some clothes from here?

Let's steal clothes
for the Girls Stars Summer Dance Camp.

Okay.

-Your second?
-Maybe.

-Isn't it Tuesday today?
-Yes, today's Tuesday.

-You had a second glass?
-Yes.

You could at least turn away.

No, I couldn't.

Okay.

I understand your intervention.

It bothers you that I haven't shown enough
trust in your willingness to take risks.

I understand
that by anticipating the courage zone,

I framed it as a problem.

In so doing, my value judgement
belittled your approach.

Yes, but that's
what you're doing right now.

By imposing the breadth
of your analysis on this space,

you're leaving me no room to breathe.

Should I react to your analysis
or should I breathe?

You burped.

I breathed.

Then, I'm sorry.

Don't move straight into the apology zone.
Let's have some conflict.

Okay.

I can see I was belittling.
I'm sorry again for that.

Now you're queen for the day.

We'll do what you say.

It's your Queen Day.
You say it, I'll do it.

-No matter what?
-No matter what.

-Okay.
-Without a debriefing.

No matter what.

Okay.

-So?
-Yes.

What shall I do for you, Queen?

-So, I think it would be good...
-Yes?

I think it would be good
if I weren't at home tonight.

Okay.

Okay.

I need to meet you.

Urgently.

Okay, fine. Hotel Mocando.

When?

Now.

Did you leave the balcony door open?

Oh God.

Yeah.

So, what's so urgent
that we need to talk about it now?

I want to apologize.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

We didn't want to spoil your time.

I don't think you have
any time to lose, right?

What do you mean by "lose"?

I mean...

you don't have any time, right?

What is time, even? It's like...

Look,

she's a mad person.

It's just...

Are you spying on me?

-No.
-You are.

-Yes.
-Thanks for being open.

-So what about her being mad?
-Let me tell you... Hi, Aaric.

She sometimes has
these incredible ideas, right?

But maybe it was a bit
too much pressure for her.

She just left therapy, you know...

I don't give a fuck.

We are so ashamed of her.

I mean, she has
no sense of responsibility at all.

Honestly, she's fucking embarrassing.

You can't say it like that. She's sick.

She has to be taken care of.

Guys, I don't give a fuck.

It feels so fucking good to say
"I don't give a fuck."

Oh yeah. Yeah. It is. It does.

-I don't give a fuck.
-Yeah, actually it's...

-It's brilliant.
-Yeah, it's actually...

This is what we need right now.

I need to write it down.

-I don't give a fuck.
-Did you say it to me or in general?

Guys, see...

This was my 11th pitch lunch this week.

And I don't know how that's possible...

but I can truly see
this feeling developing inside

that I... that I don't give a fuck.

I don't give a fuck about you.

Or you.

And your pretentious idea of wanting
to get something done in the world.

You're eating the asses
of people with real problems.

And pretending you enjoy
their sustainable black rice.

That's true.

-See?
-What?

Again.

You're full of shit. Stop copying me.

The girl you brought there today.

I liked her approach.

She was cool.

And I mean, I'll buy the idea,
you'll get the budget...

-Really?
-Yeah, I'll buy the idea. Yeah.

But there's one condition.

I only want to talk with her.
She'll get full autonomy of the budget.

It's hers.

It's hers.

Two vodkas.