All language subtitles for Rift

What's wrong with Einar?

What do you mean?

When did you last see Einar?

I think it was this fall.

A few weeks after we broke up.

Hi.

Hi.

You know, it gets better with time.

Really?

I saw a movie the other day.

It said that time heals
everything but wounds.

It just stretches out the pain,

and when everything else
is gone with time,

when you are gone away from me,

or I away from you,

then this thing here...

This thing that was between us...
That's the only thing that remains

An open wound.

Haven't you had enough?

What if this was me?

Could you save me?

Nope.

Are you gonna answer that?

What time is it?
- 3am.

Who's calling?

Hi, Gunni. It's me.

I'm not sure why I'm calling.

Do you ever get that feeling

when you wake up in the
middle of the night

that there is something
with you in the dark?

Or someone?

When I'm in Rökkur, I always feel
like there's someone with me.

Where are you going?

Just out for a bit.

Did something happen?

Just go back to bed.
I'll call you in the morning.

In the morning?

Who was on the phone?
- No one.

Don't worry.

Okay?

...but cold. It looks like Christmas
will be red this year.

But we won't let that bother us

and we'll be playing
Christmas music all night long.

Einar?

So this is a... portrait of the artist.

I think I'll sunbathe. Get some color.

Einar?

Hi.

What are you doing here?

What am I doing here?
What are you doing here?

Relaxing.

How did you know where I was?
- How?

You called me last night.

You said you were in Rökkur.
- Yeah.

Einar, what's going on?

Where's your phone?
Why don't you answer it?

I threw it out somewhere.

Why did you do that?
- Because it wouldn't stop ringing.

Do you have any idea
how worried I was?

I thought you were going to...

What?

Are you here to save me?

If I'd known you were coming
I would have cleaned up.

How long have you been here?

A few days.

Can I ask you why?

There was something that happened here...

That I wanted to remember.

What?

I still don't remember.

Was this supposed to
help you remember?

If you're here to stage
an intervention...

...then that's completely unnecessary.
- I'm here because you called

and scared me to death.
- Yeah, well. Sorry.

I was just...drunk
when I called.

Fucking cold...

Einar?

There is nothing wrong.

Thanks for coming,
but everything is fine.

Are you sure about that?
- Yes. I am.

This fucking door won't ever close.

Where's your car?

At Gufuskálar.

Gufuskálar. Where I grew up.

About 7 kilometers from here.

And what? Are you planning to
stay here for long?

You don't need to be here.

You can leave.

I'm not leaving you here.

Okay, if you're gonna stay,
you can cook.

Just for one night.

He's just a little... unstable.

And, what? Is he trying something?

No, he's just...
He's in a bad place.

I gotta go. I'm barbecuing...
- Barbecuing?

Can I call you tomorrow?
- I miss you.

Okay, bye.

I'm hungry!

Has something changed
here since last summer?

No. Like what?

I don't know. It just feels
like something is missing

Love?

Joy? Happiness?

There's a lot missing since
you were here last time.

What have you been up to?

Just working.
Grading tests.

Plans for Christmas?

The same. Stay with my parents and stuff.

By yourself?

Yes.

When you called me last night,
you said someone was with you...

What did you mean?

There was no one.
I was just drunk.

Are you sure?

Is that why you came?

Because you thought
someone else was here?

What?

Just weird.

We slept in the same bed
for hundreds of days, and now...

You're making the guest bed.

It's been a long day.

It's only 10 o'clock.

I haven't slept since you
woke me up last night.

You're gonna wake up
in the middle of the night.

Good night, Einar.

Good night.

What's going on?
- I don't know.

No, no. Wait, wait, wait...

He said something.

I couldn't hear what, but...

It was something.

This guy you were talking about,
when you called me

Who was that?
- I already told you. There was no one.

I was just afraid of the dark.

Come on, Gunnar.
Can you relax for a second?

Maybe it was a lost tourist.

Or a burglar checking if
the place was empty.

He left.

What do you want to do about it?

Can you make some coffee?

I can't think before I have some.
Strong please.

Hi. I'm from Hrunabær,
a little closer to the road.

I keep an eye on the cabin
when the owners are away.

Ah, I see.

They didn't tell me
someone was coming.

I didn't know they were renting it out.
Is this some kind of an airbnb thing?

No I'm here with Einar.
Their son.

Is Einar here?
- Yes. He's in the shower.

Oh, okay. And you are?

Gunnar. I'm Einar's friend.

Gyða. There's been a few
break-ins out here lately.

They come during winter,
when people are back in the city.

They go from cabin to cabin

In no hurry, either.

When the owners return,
they find food missing.

Coffee is gone. Sometimes
they even use the hot tubs.

You know, last night we woke up
to someone knocking on the door.

Okay.

When we opened the door,
there was no one outside.

You think someone was
trying to break in?

Yes. What else?

Don't catch a cold, dear.

If someone comes knocking again,
just talk to Georg in Ólafsvík.

The police.
- Oh, okay.

You never know what these
junkies might be thinking.

Well, have a nice day.
- Yeah, you too.

What are you looking at?

It's not finished.
- Huh?

Your chess game.
It's not finished.

You felled the King,
but it's not check mate.

Might as well be.

Were you talking to someone?

Your neighbor. Gyða,
from the next farm.

To borrow some sugar?
- She thought I was a burglar.

Do your parents know
you're here?

Why?

Don't you think they're worried?

Why?

Because they think
I'm gonna kill myself?

I'm not going to kill myself.
And they know I'm here.

And what? You're going to be
alone here over Christmas?

Wy not? I have everything
I need right here.

Isn't this gone far enough?

Someone told me it was healthy
to spend some time alone.

Who was that again?
Oh yeah, it was you.

Alone, yeah. You and a
bottle of vodka?

If you want to be alone and drink
yourself to oblivion, that's fine.

But there is nothing original
about it. Nothing.

It's actually just kind of sad.

I didn't ask you to come here.
No one asked you to come.

No? When you called me last night,
was that an accident?

You can be so fucking smug.

I don't need you here to save me.
I'm doing fine on my own.

So why don't you go fuck yourself
back to Reykjavík?

How's it going?
- Hi.

You have coffee?
- Yes.

It's since this morning.

I'm also paying for the gas.

That will be 8.565 kr. Thanks.

Want a receipt?
- No thanks.

What?
- Nothing. Nothing.

Do I have something on my face?
- Are you leaving here?

Am I leaving?

Yes, I'm leaving to Reykjavík.
- Okay. Good.

Good? Okay. Thanks.

Don't pick up a hitchhiker.

Why? You have problems
with hitchhikers here?

No. I don't actually have
a driver's license.

Thanks for the coffee.

I was always afraid of this field
when I was a kid.

It was a total nightmare for children.

We called it
The Disappearance Field.

What are you doing here?
-What are you doing here?

I thought you were going back to the city.
- I changed my mind.

People got lost out here
all the time.

I got lost here. When I was a kid.
- But you were found.

Do you know what a
starvation pit is?

See this rift here.

Once we had a surprise
snowstorm in August.

A flock of sheep got lost in the field.

They gathered in this rift,
trying to find shelter.

At some point, a fox
chased them into the pit.

When the farmers finally found the sheep
the fox was long gone, but...

the snow had turned blood red.

Most of the sheep were dead
but a few had survived the fox

And those had been eating
each other's carcasses.

Bullshit.

I know you're in there.

Einar.

Sorry, sorry. I had to.
- What's wrong with you?

We're not alone.

Look at this.

What do you think they're doing here?
- I don't know.

Listen.

We should go.
- Wait, wait...

You gotta be kidding.

Wait here, I'm gonna take a look.
- No, wait...

Wow, that's amazing.
- Wasn't this made for you?

Yes, when I was 8 years old.
Mom got the measurements a bit wrong.

Want some more?
- No thanks.

Sure?
- You know how long it's been since I've smoked?

If I wasn't with you I'd be freaking out.
Imagining things.

Gimme that one.

You don't like "Tanzende Finger"?

Who owns these albums?
- My grandparents.

My grandfather plays the accordion,
that's why they have all of those.

Hey wow.

What?
- Nice.

Put it on.

I'm gonna get a beer.

Remember what I told you today?
When I got lost in the field?

Yeah.

It wasn't my fault.

I had an invisible friend.
His name was Leemoy.

Leemoy?

I know. Super gay.

When I was younger,
there weren't many kids here

I was always alone.
Until Leemoy showed up.

No one saw him but me.

There was something strange
about him.

He wasn't a very good friend.

He wanted to go into the field.
I said, "no, we're not supposed to."

He insisted.

I'm sure you resisted a lot.

We went into the field. All of a sudden
when I looked around...

There was nothing there
but the lava field.

Everywhere I looked.
Just rocks.

I couldn't see our apartment building.
Didn't know which direction to go.

How old were you?

Five. But I remember it
so clearly.

I looked around...
and I was all alone.

All alone and completely lost.

Leemoy ran away. Told me
I had to find my own way home.

What happened then?

I just cried. Cried and cried.
For an hour probably.

I started screaming for my parents.

Screamed and screamed and screamed.

Until I heard their voices calling back.

Just think, if they had gone
looking just a little bit later.

I'm not sure my voice
would have lasted much longer.

I would have been a cold little thing,
with no voice out in the field.

I would have died. For sure.

What happened to this Leemoy?

We moved to the city.
He stayed behind here.

I think he died.

What was that?

See anything?
- No.

Hello?!

Let's go back inside.

What are you doing?

Wake up.

When did this start again?
- I'm not sure.

When I was a kid, it happened when I was
stressed out. For a big exam or...

when I came out.
- Has this happened out here, now?

Yes, I think so.
- Are you serious?

Why didn't you say something?
What if the door had been locked?

You could have frozen to death--
- Do you think I want to do this?

I can't help it.

See you soon
- Why won't you answer me?... Hello?... Are you there?

What are you doing?

Is that him?

Where did you find it?
- Is it the guy?

Is this the guy who's been
hanging around here?

Who gave you permission
to look at my phone?

Have you ever heard of privacy?
- Is it him?

Who is he?
- Just a random guy.

Random guy?

He was the only guy
within 50 kilometers.

It's none of your fucking business.

You were so desperate
you had to pick the closest guy?

If I were a bit more dramatic
I'd punch you in the face right now.

Give me your phone.
- No. No way.

What are you doing?

I'm just checking it out, okay?

Okay. Check it out.

He's still in the area.
Did you meet him?

No.

Are you sure?

How does he know where you are?
How does he know about this place?

Okay. I met him. At Gufuskálar.
- I knew it.

And so what?

He wasn't what he said he was.
- What does that mean?

He was... different.
I felt bad about it. So I left.

He didn't even see me.

I arrived before him and
hid while I waited.

I'm not dumb.

Why at Gufuskálar?
- You know what?

It's no longer your business
who I meet and what I do.

Good afternoon.

Beautiful horses.
- Yeah, aren't they?

They're a little uneasy now
that the days are shorter.

What you said yesterday
about burglaries.

Has anything like that
happened lately?

Not that I know of.

Have you seen any strangers around?

Other than you?

Yes. Other than me.
- No. Can't say that I have.

Is there anyone out here
that's a little off?

Someone who's unwell?

Someone who... might have been
offended by Einar? Or...

Come up to the house to knock
on the door when Einar is alone?

No one I can think of.

Thanks anyway. Bye.
- Yeah.

You know...

There's an old farm,
not too far from Rökkur.

It's Grétar's farm.

I haven't seen the old man in a while.

But I assume he still lives there.

He never got married.

And I've heard some stories.

Young men who'd stay at
his farm for odd jobs.

"PRIVATE ROAD"

Some of them would leave
earlier than planned.

The rumor was that the
old man was a little...

Frisky.

I was looking at
pictures on my phone

and found one of us.
Here on this beach, last summer.

I thought I had deleted all of them.

I thought they were all gone.

If there are no pictures or videos,
it's like it never happened.

So you're saying you wish
we never happened?

I came here to get grounded.

The last few days, I've been
a bit up in the air.

Here, the glacier follows me
wherever I go.

Like an anchor. I know where I am.

I shouldn't have called you.

But I remembered that thing I forgot.

What?

Our last day here this summer.
- When we found the house?

What did you forget?

What do you remember?

Tell me about our last day
here this summer.

Why is that important?
- Sit down. Picture it.

It was warm outside.

But also cold.

There was cold wind
from the glacier.

And then we saw the house.

You remember what happened next.
- After that.

Turn off the lights.

You... told me something.

Wait a second.
- What?

Tell me about your first time.

Why?

I'm curious.
- Tell me about your first time.

I was too young.

There was more.

Why did you get so weird?

You went somewhere.

I called to him.

But he just stared at me.
Completely cold.

Why didn't you tell me about this?

That's not how I remember it.

No?

Gunnar?

There was no boy there.

There was no one there.
Just you.

It was like you weren't quite there.

Took a while to get you back.

I've wondered so many times

what you were thinking.

Or what you saw.

What did you see?

Nothing.

You haven't changed at all.

What does that mean?

You don't talk to me.
You never tell me anything.

You were always distant
when we were together.

And when I tried to connect
You just left.

I left because it wasn't working.

It was better to just do it right away.

You just decided that on your own.

You never told me
anything was wrong.

That we should try to fix things.

You gave up.

What did you think?

Luring me here would
bring us back together?

Maybe.

Maybe I wanted you to
think about me for a moment.

Realize that you left me
fucked up.

That I'm still here

even though you
stopped thinking about me.

It's not going to happen.

Why not?

I'm seeing someone else.

Seeing...?

More than seeing.
We're together.

He's basically living with me now.

Who?

Does it matter?
- It matters to me.

Just a guy from the university.

When did this start?
- Einar...

Just answer.

Since October. Early October.

You knew him while we
were still together?

Does it matter now?

Those things you said, maybe later.
Maybe a better time. Fucking liar.

What should I have said?
I didn't know what to say.

I'm sorry, but life is a bit
more complicated

than some perfect
instagram profile.

There are no rules.

No set time for when
it's okay to start dating again.

It just happened.

You know, sometimes
I don't understand --

You use all these apps
like you're being paid for it,

cruising around the candy store,

but then at the end,
you expect to have

a stereotypically
heteronormative life.

Can you stop using
these fucking words

and stop generalizing --

I'm just at an age where

I can't be a babysitter for a

borderline alcoholic
with anger issues.

What are you doing?

Sorry.

Gunni.

I'm sorry.

My first time was
when I was 17.

We used iRC back then to chat.
- iRC?

There wasn't anything
else available.

I wasn't out yet.
It was all a bit complicated.

Then I started talking to this guy.
He was around 30.

Very charming.

Said things would get much better
once I was out of the closet.

That we had all been
through the same things.

He was nice and funny.

And cute.
Sent me photos.

Then he asked to meet me.

I took the bus up to
the west side where he lived.

My heart was pounding
in my chest.

A few times I almost
turned away.

But I kept going.

My mouth was dry.
My stomach hurt.

Then I was there.

I knocked on the door.

He opened it.

Except it wasn't exactly him.

I recognized him
from the pictures.

But he was at least 10 years older.

A lot heavier.

I froze.

When he opened the door

something inside me said,
this was all wrong.

I should leave.

I was there for all the
wrong reasons.

It wouldn't end well.

But I... didn't leave.

I was too excited.

And I was horny, too.

When I came in,
his friend was there.

Same type of guy.

He was all smiles
when he saw me.

They gave me vodka,
which I had never tried before.

Made me sit on the couch
between them.

We talked a bit.

Or, they talked.
I was too shy.

I could barely say a word.

They laughed. Were crude.

Touched me.

When they touched me,
I shivered.

But I don't know if it was
a good shiver or a bad shiver.

There was another knock on the door.

Another friend.

He had an old camera with him.

The one that records on tape.

"You mind if we make a little movie?"
- the iRC guy said.

I just nodded.

My voice was gone.
I wanted to run away.

But I didn't.

They gave me more vodka.

They took my clothes off.

They took their clothes off.

And what they did to me...

I didn't know people
did that kind of stuff.

Gunnar, you don't have to --

Then I started bleeding.

I told them to stop,
but they said

it was normal for the first time.

That girls bled too
on their first time.

So they kept going.
One after the other.

I just shut my eyes.

I just took it.

When they finished,
they all kissed me.

I got dressed and left.

But before I left,
I said thank you.

They raped you.
- Yes.

But at the same time,
I thought it was exciting.

I liked it.

I also hated it.

I thought it was awful.

But I don't hold a grudge
for these guys anymore.

I see them every now and then.

We remember.

I think I remember it
differently than they do.

I know what it sound like
when I called, but...

I wasn't going to...

I never would have.

I thought about it,
but I wouldn't have done it.

Our first kiss was under
the Northern Lights.

That was something I was
always going to remember.

Einar?

Hello?!

Fucking hell!

What are you doing here?

Are you crazy?
- How did you get in here?

It was open.
I woke up to someone yelling

and I thought someone was breaking in
and you were calling for help.

What's so funny?

Nothing.

Are you going to tell me
what's going on?

Einar is gone missing.

What's wrong with Einar?

What do you mean?

Why did he go out
in the middle of the night?

He was upset.

I came to check the cabin
the day before I met you.

No one answered when I knocked.

He came here to be alone.

He didn't mean anything by it.

I came back after dark
to be sure no one was trying to break in.

There was no one there.

When was the last time
you saw Einar?

Are you alright?

People sometimes see
things out here.

In the dark.

Thank you, but can you let me out?

What, wait--
- I can find him myself. Thank you.

How are you going to get back?
- I'll find a way. Just let me out.

Stop it!

I was just looking for him...

I thought maybe
he'd come back here.

Hello?

Hello?

Is someone there?

Yes.

I'm stuck.

Where are you?
- Here.

Where are your parents?
- I don't know.

I woke up here.

Please.

My name is Leemoy.

Where are you?

Here.

Here.

Here.

Hi Gunni. It's me.

I'm not sure why I'm calling.

Do you ever get that feeling,
when you wake up in the middle of the night,

like there's something with you,
in the dark?

Or someone?

When I'm in Rökkur, I always feel
like someone's with me.

Einar?

Emergency.
- Hello?

How can I help you?

I need to report a death.