All language subtitles for Survive-DK-en

Strange how people view
the sky, as if it were Heaven.

It's not Heaven they see.
It's oblivion.

Cold, dark, meaningless, meaningless ...

-Nightmares?
-Air-controlled.

- Was he there?
-I could not see his face.

-But it was him, right?
-It's always him.

I could not sleep.

I will miss you.

-Bed dr. M about getting some extra.
-Love up with dr. M!

Does it matter?
I do not get any sleep when you travel.

Came.

-You must not travel.
-You can visit me when you are well.

-You are lying. Do not lie to me, Jane.
-I dont do that.

You say what you think I want to hear.
It's lying.

You know I would not do that.
I promise.

I've never been good at lying.
I've always been proud of that.

But I'm telling her about my plans,
I make her an accomplice.

But deep down, she knows it.
The way sisters know it.

Welcome to Lifehouse.

A home for the broken,
tired, sad and suffering.

You are lost, forgotten and between 14
to 22 years. Do not worry. It should work.

See you.
Dr. M.

36 beds, pool, sauna
and a pharmacy for all your needs.

Beautiful surroundings
and an emotional doctor just for you.

All this exists
in the forests of northern Oregon.

We specialize in you.
The completely crushed destinies.

Bipolar and borderline patients.

Bulimics and anorexics,
depressive and suicidal.

People with Behavioral Disorders
and those who commit self-harm.

A cup of emptiness for her, a cup of calm
to me. Drink and swallow your pain.

It's the good doctor's prescription,
but did you read it in small print?

Your pain will never go away.

I heard the good news.
You must be excited.

-How long has it been?
Barely a year.

- It's a long time from home.
-I understand.

My mom gets way too excited.
It makes me nervous.

Yes, mothers are demanding.
It should probably go when you're there.

This is how we really are.

A girl with a beautiful but broken mind.
A boy with poison in his veins.

A young, angry man.
And I, a girl haunted by a ghost.

Keep the scraper visible and do not turn around
against the wall. It's just a precaution.

I know you're better off now.

If I could,
I would commit suicide right here and now.

The question is not
why, how or when.

It was decided before me.

Before my father and his mother.
We're cursed.

We have it in our blood.
That's our destiny.

We are all born as prisoners in ours
bodies and there is only one resort.

But it's much harder,
than you think.

This disposable scraper, for example.
It's a magnet for attention.

Lots of blood, no real damage.

Time is the true enemy.

Bleeding takes much longer,
than you think.

I could make a scene like last year.
Lots of blood and drama.

It was for sight.
I did not want to die. I wanted to be saved.

I wanted pity,
play martyr, be understood.

Maybe just loved.

But this time ...

... I just want to die.

I'm done.

When did you start?

I attempted suicide last year.
But I have also burned myself.

Most are never finished.
I've heard that.

-I regret.
-It does not matter.

I really hurt my mother.

My mother cries every time she sees me.

-She's not trying to hide it anymore.
-My pretends everything is normal.

-I see the truth in her eyes.
-My mother's eyes are a terrible mirror.

-Who said that?
-Me.

I like that.
Are you a poet or a philosopher?

-Determined poet. And you?
-A daughter of a philosopher.

I think too much according to the doctors.

-What are we doing here?
Soothing therapy. We learn to breathe.

-It's better than talking.
-Yes, talk destroys it too.

Maybe. I've been talking since I was 11,
and see how far I have come.

Unusual.

If you spend enough time in Lifehouse,
you learn everything.

Including the code for the pharmacy.

Jane?

Sleep on.

I said I did not
was good at lying. I might be lying.

I was thinking of doctors in the Middle Ages
made use of vein charge.

By letting the patient soften, they thought
that they could get the disease out.

In a way, that was probably what
I tried to do.

When I first cut,
I could almost feel

how all the wrong
was sucked out of me.

I actually noticed ...

It must be hard to resist,
but we know it's like all drugs.

You've been chasing it for years. The euphoria and
the relief does not feel the same way anymore.

It's your turn now, Phil.
Do you want to share something else?

-No, I'm fine.
-You cut yourself. You're not feeling well.

-Let him be.
- Does she tie your shoes too, Phil?

Chad,
it is a non-confrontational group.

Treat others as you would like to be treated.

Oral diarrhea is a real disease,
not true, Chad?

That's enough, everyone.
Jane, you do not have to deal with that now.

-I have nothing positive to say now.
-Come on. You have had a strong influence.

Okay.

I plan. If I can not see it,
lying ahead, I'm going crazy.

That's probably why I'm in here.

Life is impossible to plan,
so I get crazy all the time.

I come from a family with suicide.

My grandmother, my father ... and now me.

The only,
You need to know about it, is ...

When I board the plane tonight,
I never come home.

My body travels home, but it does
the airy part of me, the soul, not.

When the light goes out and everyone is asleep,
do I fasten my seat belt,

goes to the toilet
and takes a handful of oblivion,

so I can just sleep forever.

Jane?

Are you okay? Do you want to say something?
This is the last chance.

Yes.

I will miss your faces.

They have saved me more than once.

I am eternally grateful for that,
but I will never come here again.

It does not mean,
that I will not see you again.

Just not here.

-Find a room, ladies.
-Shut up!

No, I'll probably come.
It's way too late.

Mom, do not pick me up.
I'm taking an Uber.

Stop it now, Jane. It's Newark.
It's probably not late at night.

I'm planning a day in New York.
We're going to that chocolate shop.

Frozen hot chocolate, with your dad.
Jane?

I know ... It's my fault, Mom.

You've always been good to me. I...

I'm just so damn useless.

-It's gonna go, Jane!
-I'm leaving now.

-Don't now.
-But I love you. Always remember that.

I looked my mother in the eye and knew
that what I would do to her,

would be much worse than that,
he did to me.

I thought my father was a narcissist,
because he left me.

But the girl I see in front of me,
understand him.

But if the pain I feel now,
is the same one he noticed ...

... then I must forgive him.

Breathe deeply.
Tell me what's going on.

Ladies and gentlemen, flight 278 to
Albuquerque, New Mexico, has been canceled.

We are sorry and will arrange new trips.

-His crossfit training pays off.
-Stop it.

Now he gets embarrassed!
Pardon. We've just been engaged.

-Its so beautiful.
-Thanks.

It was Eddie's mother,
but I got a much bigger rock in it.

-Something in your pockets? Maybe the belt buckle?
-No, it's the jacket.

We are getting married on a mountain top on New Year's Eve.

-It sounds nice.
-It has so many zippers.

What can it be?

-Is there something wrong?
-My plane will take off soon.

Let me see your boarding pass.

It says at 17. You have a good time.
Please line up.

-I can not.
-What do you mean?

Miss?

Dude, that's okay.

She may well go before me.
I'm delaying the queue. It's my fault.

That was the keys! I have pockets everywhere.

Pis, pis!

Breathe.

Five, four, three, two, one.

-Hey, dr. M.
-Something has happened here.

Kara suggests you plan
to do something. Is it true?

She can not sleep when I'm not there.
Ask her about it.

Can not you Sleep?
Are you trying to stop her from traveling?

Okay. Jane, wait at the airport.
We should talk face to face.

I wish I could. It's Kara.
You know how she looks.

She's a liar. She does not want
I'm traveling because she's feeling bad.

I hate you, I hate you!

Dr. M, I have to hang up now.
I'm going to board the plane.

Hello?

Hello?

Is everything alright?

What are you doing here?

A better question is: What are you doing here?
It's a men's toilet.

-I'm probably going to hold my teeth too heavy.
-Thanks.

You?

Are you okay? If you do not want to be alone,
may I keep you company.

-Christmas is a terrible time of year.
-You are so nice. Thanks.

Sweet...

Flight 234 to Newark via Denver
is delayed due to the weather.

We hope to have more information
within three quarters of an hour. We'm sorry.

The sweet man is back.

I'm actually not that cute either.

These taste really good.

-Have you tasted them? Will you...?
-No thanks.

- Are we late?
-Three quarters of an hour.

We're probably not coming from here.
We have to celebrate New Year here.

-Oh God.
-Manner ...

You're missing something good.

-Did I say something wrong?
-No, you have ...

Oh god, how embarrassing.

There is icing sugar all over it. Thanks.

-My name is Paul Hart.
-Nice to meet you.

-Jane?
-Solace.

Hi, Jane Solace.

I'm dry in the throat.
I have eaten too many cinnamon sticks.

-I'm getting water. Do you want something?
-No thanks.

-Strange, what? That is my seat.
-I thought I got the row for myself.

Sorry I'm pushing myself.
What a coincidence, huh?

It says rationalists,
when premonitions come true.

I do not believe in coincidence.
Only fate.

- Are you going home for Christmas?
-Yes.

- You do not look tense.
- I'm ashamed.

- Do you think it will snow?
-I hope not.

These storm systems did not exist until we
began using fossil fuels.

-You believe in global warming, don't you?
-Yes. I do not know if it affects me.

We have passed the stage with the grandchildren.

In Vox it was stated that in 2050 the summers will
in Eugene be like those in Nevada.

-Oh God.
-It will happen in our lifetime.

I want to be 56 by that time.
What about you?

Pardon. You're very nice,
but I'm just pretty tired.

It does not matter.
I'll probably let you rest.

Dear Paul.

When you see what happened, you will think
it was your fault. It was not.

I'm glad you were
the last person I spoke to.

You were good to me and I hope
that you get a well-deserved good life.

Jane.

-Pardon.
-Are you okay?

Return to your seat immediately.
Is everything okay?

-Hello?
-A moment.

Return to your seat immediately.

Excuse me. Fasten your seat belt.

-Help!
-Go back to your seats.

Are you okay? Are you okay?

Help!

It will be OK.

Help me! Help me!

Help!

-Here.
-Lift!

-I'm trying.
-Lift, lift!

I have you.

Take what you can carry.
We can not stay here.

-We are going to shelter!
-Here!

Are you hurt?

My ribs are shown broken.

-Oh God.
-Pis!

- It's freezing here.
-Here.

Above.

My hands are ice cold.

Give me them. I hold them.

My feet are icy cold.

It is okay. I have you.

We have three bags of peanuts, pretzels,
power bar, three quarters bottle of water.

-Swiss knife, scarf, gloves.
-The flashlight is broken.

Put them on here.

I have to find my stuff tomorrow.
It's freezing cold here.

We're on our ass.

Jane!

Jane!

Jane!

What ... Who is it?

Do you know her?

Is that someone you know?

She should dig my grave.

Listen, Jane. She is dead.

She's gone. She died, we survived.
Okay? It is no longer.

Her name is Margaret.

She is getting married on a mountain. She has
an engaged. I do not know his name.

-She really wanted to live.
-I want that too. Okay?

So do you. But it is a fact
that Margaret is dead.

We can do nothing about it.
Tomorrow she is covered in snow.

- We can not change that.
-Good, so go.

-No, we must stick together!
-I'm fine dying here.

Now stop that shit! Seriously.

I have one rule:
Zero drama when there is no drama.

We can not cry,
because we have hurt feelings.

We can not cry,
because a stranger is dead.

We can not cry,
because we are stranded on a mountain.

We may never see our families again.
Maybe she was better than you.

Or maybe not.
But now I'm here with you.

We are here together,
and I need you to survive.

And you need me too. Okay?

Leave her, Jane.
Go back to the plane and get the heat.

Put them on here.

Jane, we can not stay here.

We're going over the mountains.
There will be snow. We are buried.

Go.

We are far too vulnerable here.
You know that well, don't you?

It may take several days, maybe weeks,
before they find us.

Maybe never. We risk dying here.

I do not mind dying here.
It sounds heavenly.

What?

Did not you hear me?
I'm fine dying here. Go.

I heard you well.
Take your things and come.

-Gone.
- Are you pissing on me?

Do you want attention? Should I
beg you? Then you have met the wrong one.

-Bare ...
-No no!

-Take your stuff.
- Tap in and go!

-There is only one sleeping bag.
-I do not care. Take it and go.

-Seriously?
-Stop being a bastard.

You know what?

Then we say it. You can die alone here.

Pardon.

It is okay. It's past now.

You're not a bastard.

I hope I've got goodwill,
for you will not like the next stage.

What do you mean?

We have to climb down.

No, it's impossible.

In order for you to die ...
Now you say something like that.

I'm here.

We're going down the valley.
Otherwise we freeze to death.

We go from side to side and down.
Follow me.

-I do not climb down.
-No one comes and picks us up!

- Are you expecting a Christmas miracle?
-I do not believe in Christmas.

-Why not?
-Atheist.

You know what? Now you need to hear about something,
you can believe in.

There are only the two of us up here.

Let's move on.

Okay, just follow me.

-Keep as close as possible.
-Yes.

-Be careful where you put your feet.
-Okay.

Jane, Jane!

I have you.

-I have you. Are you okay?
-Yes.

-Are you okay?
-Yes.

Do not look down.

Be careful where you put your feet.

Beware. You have to swing over.

-There is no other way.
-I can not.

Yes you can. You have to swing over.
We can not turn around!

Look at me. Jane. Jane.

Yes you can. Yes you can.
Look at me. I have you.

I have you. You can.

I have you.

Just give me your hand. Give it to me!

Such!

It went well.

-Pis.
-What?

-Pis, pis!
-What is it?

There is no more rock ledge.
We're not coming anymore.

Is there a solution?

-You will not like it.
-What?

Trust me.

You must follow me.

Paul!

Paul? Are you unharmed?

Paul, talk to me!

Jane! I'm unharmed. I made it!

Jane, you have to jump. Jane!

You have to jump!

Jane, jump! Jump to the tree.

We did it. We made it!

- Are you unharmed?
-Yes.

-You flew.
-Yes, until I hit the branches.

The mobile is broken.

What is it that fell out of your pocket?
Are they yours?

What is it? Oxy? Sleeping pills?

Jane?

I had a plan.

-What do you mean?
-A plan to find a way out.

That was what I meant before.
That it should have been me.

-How many do you have left?
-I do not want to talk about it.

I want to.
It's furniture, so I need to know.

-Enough that we can both sleep forever.
-Jane ...

-Do I have to ask why?
-No.

-What happened to your wrist?
-I cut myself when I shaved.

Oh God...
Honesty, Jane. Honesty!

We need each other here.
I need to be able to trust you.

I need to know that you do not stand by.

Now they are yours,
so you must not get off. Okay?

We have to move on.
We're going through the clouds.

I'm taking the gear.

-I need a break.
-It's not working.

We must stay ahead of the storm.
We can not stop.

-Do you just invent a lot of piss?
-Yes, pretty much.

-Do I have to invent things too?
-Yes, if you know what you're talking about.

I know you're angry.
I can be a little arrogant at times.

-Little?
-Like I said before:

Zero drama when there is no drama.
It's good to keep in mind.

Concentrate.

-Hurry up.
-DIY.

Continue. I see it.

Jane!

Continue!

-Jane, Jane!
-I can not hear you.

Jane, avalanche!

Help me. Help me...

Help me!

-I am coming!
-Help me...

I'm here!

Help me.

Jane? Thank God!

-How long was I unconscious?
-Some hours, I think.

-Where are we?
-In a cave.

I found shelter.
We should be safe here.

- It's so dark.
-It's a little scary, but it's going well.

Thanks for getting me out of there.

You are welcome.

I have something to tell you.

After I left you
by the street ...

... I changed places.

I saw your ticket and made sure
to be able to sit next to you.

No one has changed places for my sake before.

I'm not a stalker!

I was just fascinated from the moment
I saw you.

I will tell you something.

The reason I did this ...

It's complicated, but still not so.

-I do not know where to start.
-You do not have to.

-Everyone loves Christmas, right?
- I'm assuming that.

I loved it.

I loved the feeling Christmas morning.
It makes everyone wise.

I woke up early before my parents.
The house was dark.

I snuck down, and all the Christmas presents
lay nicely wrapped under the Christmas tree.

Mom had written
"from Santa" on them all.

I was one of the children
who believed, really believed

on him, at Christmas.

That life was good and fair
to all who were good.

Sheep?

Jane ...

I am sorry.

Merry Christmas.

There are other memories. You must have then
some good memories of your father.

Yes. Many, in fact.

He used to call me a princess.

I miss that.

Nobody calls me that anymore.

He lifted me and let me cuddle
the star on top of the Christmas tree.

He gave it to me the night before his death.

-Oh God.
-You should feel unique.

I've never let anyone hold it before.

It is beautiful.

That is strange,
how one bad memory

can characterize one for the rest of life.

But the thousand good memories
apparently disappears.

-I might have anticipated that.
- You were a child, Jane.

I know. I know it's absurd.

But it's like that,
one gradually begins to think.

All psychologists say the same thing:
"Do not blame yourself. You were ten years old."

So why can you not forgive yourself?

The hole in his head ...

I was too young for that sight.

Certain moments
we just can not forget again.

Thanks.

I remember then my demons
held me in an iron grip.

I had not dared to hold
such a piece of glass.

What power you once had over me.

It's hard to remember why.

When I look at you now,
I'm just seeing broken glass.

Nothing more.

The weather is getting bad out there.

-Are you okay? Is it the chest?
-I'm fine.

-Let me see it.
-No.

Let me see it.

-Oh God. Does it hurt?
-No, it should work.

-I hardly think so.
-Let's go.

Maybe we should wait until tomorrow.

No, we better go.

Yes, maybe it's best.

I freeze a lot.
It goes through marrow and bone.

Try not to think about it
or talk about it.

It does not help
to complain about the obvious.

Okay. Now I know how I sound.

And it's annoying!

Do we still have the pills?

-Is there enough for two?
- Enough for what?

Our last resort.

We're alive.
Zero drama if there is no drama.

Do you know who said that to me?
My mother.

She...

She died when I was nine years old. Of cancer.

-I am sorry. I did not know.
-No.

But I like that you're funny.
We will need that.

I saw her lying there in bed.

Her body looked 95 years old.

She was 30.

I did not try to show her
that I cried, but it was so hard.

Because she was my mother.
I only had her.

And she always said:
"Zero drama without drama, Paul."

"You can cry when I'm gone."

"But do not cry while I'm here.
Only smile as long as I live. "

I hated her for that.

I was nine years old,
and my mother lay dying of cancer.

And I was not allowed to cry.

-Where was your father?
-Go, missed. Have no idea.

We'll talk about that another good time.
Paul Hart is probably not that cool, is he?

But you are sweet and alive.

No one finds us in a snow-covered cave.

We should not have left
the crash site.

I have felt so confident all along.

I felt invincible.

I heard about other people's accidents
and thought it would never happen to me.

And even if it did,
I should probably survive.

Of course I would manage.
That's how my mother raised me.

But when the snow tore you away,
I was just ...

I got scared. I got pissed.

I ... I can not breathe.
I can not breathe.

-Look at me.
-I'm trying.

Look at me and take one calm breath.
After me.

One. One more.

-Thaw.
-Thaw.

-Three.
-Three.

Fire.

-Five.
-Five.

Pardon. I've never tried that before.

Well, but for me it happens regularly.

We're coming out of this cave.
Say it after me.

We're coming out of this cave.
We're coming out of this cave.

Thanks.

Thank you for telling me that.

Stay warm.

Let's go up there.

Beware.

We must continue.
Keep us ahead of the storm.

Let's rest.

The valley leads to a river,
and the river leads to a road.

-Are you okay?
-Yes I think so.

Jane ...

-Are you afraid to die?
-No not at all.

Are you?

Yes.

Yes.

You do not have to worry about that.

Let's continue.

I can see something over there.

Come with your hand.

-Wait here. I'm checking what it is.
-Okay.

What do you see?

Jane. I see it!

We managed to. I can see the river!

Paul!

-Look at me. Breathe.
-I'm trying.

I can not feel my arm.
Is it broken?

-Do not think about the arm.
-Is it bad?

You have to put a rail on.
Otherwise I lose my arm.

Get a straight stick,
so we can tie the bones together.

-I'm here.
-Jane, you have to hurry.

-I know.
-My pain does not matter.

You need to do it fast. Okay?

I count to three. Are you ready?
Three, two, one!

It will be OK. Take some of them here.
It helps on the pain.

Open your mouth.

- Did you see the river? Did you see it?
-Yes.

We'll probably get there. I promise.

You. I need you.

I will talk further,
for I know you can hear me.

I heard you under all the snow.
I know you can hear me now.

It will be OK.

Paul.

Paul?

Paul?

Paul!

God, I thought you were dead.

Still alive. Still alive.

-We must...
-Pis!

We must move on. Okay?

You know, old man.
We're almost there.

Oh God.
Are you okay? What happens?

I have to stop.

You need to get help.

Let's go over there.
You have to lie down.

Let me see it.

- I'm shown to be dying.
-No.

- You're going to the river.
-I do not go without you.

Jane! I can not continue.

-Does this count as drama?
-No, you'm still breathing.

-Pardon!
-It does not matter.

-You have to go.
-No, Paul. I will not leave you!

You have to.
I can not move.

I can not breathe.
Jane, you have to go.

You must go now!

-If I die ...
-Stop saying that.

If I die ...

Then it was not your fault.
Do not waste time pondering it.

- You must not feel guilty. Okay?
-Okay.

I love you.

I love you.

If the pain becomes too much,
so take them here.

But whatever you do, do not say goodbye.

-You ... Come back and get me.
-I'll do that.

What does this say about us?

This was our time and place.
We're pretty unlucky, are we?

No. No, I think ...

I think damn, we'm pretty lucky.

I'll be back.

I'll be back.

Go now.

- Am I alive?
-Yes, but what's your name?

Jane. Solace.

-Where are you from?
-New Jersey.

You're getting some painkillers, Jane.
You're in Montana.

You were found outside the wilderness. You are
the only survivor of a plane crash.

Yes ... Paul? Where's Paul? Paul Hart?

-Paul. I need him!
- Did Paul survive?

-Yes, he helped me get to the road.
-You get some painkillers.

It will be OK.

Nobody knows how our lives will go.

What will become of us?
What about the child?

-Hi Dad.
-Why are you up?

You must sleep, princess.

-What about a riddle?
-Yes please.

Here it comes.

I can make your eyes water with tears.
Get the forgotten back.

Make you smile
and turn back time.

I am formed in an instant,
but lasts a lifetime.

-What am I?
-I do not know.

The memory. True memories last forever,
for they do not exist in the head.

They are in your heart.

Listen.

That sound is me. Weekday.

Keep it to remember me.

-Goodnight Dad.
-Good night.

-I love you.
-I love you dad.

Fate told you,
that he was gone.

That his life was over.

But now I understand,
what he was trying to tell me.

I should not let the fear and
the horrible thoughts it evokes,

convince me
that death was the end.

Until now, I'm blaming him
for all my sadness.

But under all the sorrow he caused,
there was only me.

And I, the person,
as the innocent girl became,

had the power to change everything.

Change the world,
which she made the mountain about.

I'm here now asking for forgiveness.

But I'm also ready to go
in the sunlight, hand in hand with her.

Mother?

Where am I, mother?

At a hospital in Montana.

They found you on a road in the woods.

You had lost a lot of blood.

-How long have I slept?
-Two days.

None
could have gone down from that mountain ...

Listen carefully.
There's a boy. His name is Paul.

What?
Why are you looking at me like that?

Paul.

-Paul Hart?
-Yes.

They found him.
The morning after they found you.

I am sorry.

He left something for you.

He left this.

Hi, Jane.
I'm freezing and tired and hungry.

I can not think.

I wish you were by my side. I know,
that you do not give up. It's behind you.

The mountain gave us something.
You can not deny that.

We will never forget
what it means to be alive.

I do not know how I know,
but you will survive.

Because that's how you are. Such
you've always been, and now you know.

I can feel it now,
and that's all right.

I found your note from the plane.

I'm glad I did not
became the last person you spoke to.

But I'm grateful,
that you became mine.

It's weird.

If you had done that night,
people had probably said it was fate.

But because you did not,
we found each other.

And you found your destiny.

I hope you will live
a good life for both of us, Jane.

I'm with you wherever you are.

In your heart, where the memories live.

It's strange how people
looking up at the sky.

As if it's Heaven.

It's not Heaven they see.

It's love.

When you let someone really see you ...

... when you close
someone into your heart ...

... then you will see them ... forever.

Text: Tage Poulsen