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Three weeks and five days.

I feel there's so much I ought to say.

But I don't have the words.

All I know is

that you've been dead for three weeks

and five days.

A mother shouldn't bury her child.

I don't understand.

I'm trying, but I can't.

You were my flesh and blood, my whole world.

I loved you.

Why wasn't that enough?

It's as if darkness gathers around me.

The nightmare is suffocating me.

FACE TO FACE

Mom?

Yes?

I made an appointment last week regarding my smoke cessation.

- Of course. - John.

Yes, I know.

Please come in.

- I brought donuts. - That's nice.

PSYCHOLOGIST & HYPNOTHERAPIST SUSANNE EGHOLM

Have a seat. I'll be right with you.

- My practice is in there. - Yes, I'm sorry.

It's nice with a wall like that. It keeps the memories alive.

I don't know what you know about me, but I've been practicing for 10 years

treating patients with life crises,

addictions and compulsions, utilizing hypnosis.

Do you mind?

I haven't had breakfast, and it is the most important meal.

Of course.

I just want you to know that you can speak freely about anything.

My mother always told me the holes in the bagels were poisonous.

So...

Well...

- Why do you want to stop smoking? - I smoke too much.

- And how much is that? - Over 60.

- That is a lot. - That's what my wife says.

- Did she send you? - No, no. This is all me.

- So you want to stop smoking. - Absolutely.

And why today? Why did you come see me today?

It's become too much, I mean...

- This is all I can think about. - How so?

It's a bit much at home these days.

How?

It's my stepson, Benjamin.

He died.

He was ten. Sudden cardiac arrest.

He collapsed three weeks ago. Just like that. Dead.

That must be a terrible shock.

Sure.

He was my stepson, but I'd known him for over eight years.

His dad's an idiot, so I was the one who was there for him.

He was a good boy.

He really was.

He had this wild head of hair,

freckles, big ears, and always with a huge smile on his face.

Always up for anything.

Never said no. Always ready for adventure.

And then, all of a sudden, he'd grab my hand

with his own little sticky hand.

He'd smile at me, and I'd smile back. And I was happy.

What...

What are you thinking?

That I understand why you need to talk about that.

It's odd, because I...

I never thought much about death before.

It was just there for others.

But...

It's as if something's stuck inside me.

Something that isn't good.

Tell me what's stuck.

How do you feel?

Try to get in touch with that feeling.

I shouldn't be here.

This was a mistake.

It's only natural to have feelings and thoughts you don't want to share.

You don't have to share them with me.

I look at my wife, and all I see is...

a lump of flesh.

A lot of grey flesh that sobs and cries and snots.

- I can't do this. - John, sit down, please.

You're doing fine. Don't leave now.

When you experience a great loss

it can feel like your body goes numb.

Like your nervous system shuts down in the face of great physical pain.

Try to explain what you feel

when you think about Benjamin and your wife.

Nothing.

I get a craving for these, that's all.

So you think about your cigarettes.

All I want is to smoke a cigarette. You do hear it, right?

It's entirely normal to protect yourself from strong emotions.

To get through them, you focus on something concrete.

Such as a packet of cigarettes.

You take one.

You light it.

You fill your lungs with smoke.

Calm.

A moment in time when all is forgotten.

And your wife?

Does she like donuts, too?

Yes, or the ones with custard.

Those are the ones I prefer, too.

- I prefer the ones with icing. - I see.

- And Benjamin? - Also icing.

Did he not eat the hole, either?

Is that something you can read a ton of stuff from?

No. Not at all.

I've stopped analysing people, I just talk to them.

But maybe I shouldn't be smoking now that you're here to quit.

No.

Last one.

Goodbye.

So you're up for going ahead?

How does the hypnosis work?

Hypnosis is focused attention in a relaxed state

that allows me to talk more directly to your subconscious.

And we'll only talk about the cigarettes?

You won't say anything you don't want to.

Right.

So, let's do it.

Good.

It's in there. Come with me.

Come on in.

Okay.

If you'll sit there with your legs up and make yourself comfortable.

- Comfortable? - Yes.

What do you think to feel safe and calm?

- I think about my boat. - Your boat. Good.

Close your eyes and focus on your breathing.

Calmly, inhale.

And exhale.

Feel your chest softly expanding.

And contracting.

Imagine yourself on your boat.

You're on your way out to sea. The big, open, beautiful sea.

While I talk, you'll start to focus

on when you feel the craving to smoke.

You move across the sea and move deeper into yourself.

Do you feel a stronger need to smoke when you're with your wife?

Or do you feel a stronger need to smoke when you're with friends?

- No. - Do you feel the need at work?

I can't talk to you.

You can talk to me.

Breathe. You're doing very well. Breathe.

Here with me you can talk about anything.

- No, they say I can't. - Who says that?

Breathe and relax.

I'll just lift your hand.

It's all relaxed. Relax your whole body.

Good. Very good. Good job.

Yes.

Relax.

For us to better talk to each other

I'll ask you to slide into the sea.

Feel how you're engulfed by the cool sea.

- How does it feel? - It's smooth.

Yes.

Down here we're all alone and you can talk about anything.

Tell me what is happening.

I like to swim.

The water is Earth's Heaven.

But the water is full of chlorine, and mother is upset.

Why is your mother upset?

Mother doesn't like chlorine. She says it smells.

And your mother doesn't like that.

The world must smell nice.

What does your mother do then?

When mother gets upset, she always lights a cigarette.

You can't smell it.

My mother has soft hands. They smell like flowers.

My hands don't smell like flowers.

They reek of death.

Why do your hands reek, John?

- The girls. - What girls?

I can't stop thinking about them.

So I smoke all the time.

She's waiting for me down there.

I can hear her deep breathing.

It feels like she's sucking me in.

Into her womb.

It doesn't take long

before the final breath.

It's old and putrefied here.

The hallways are...

long and winding.

No one can find their way around here but me.

What is this place you fantasize about, John?

It's big. It's beautiful. In the middle of the sea.

And there's peace, infinite peace.

So it's a nice place?

It is for me.

Not for them.

Them?

I slowly drive closer to them

with my window rolled down.

What do you do?

I once used my Glock, but not anymore.

Now they just get the cloth.

I pull them into the car and drive off

and do what needs to be done.

What's that?

CHCI3.

Chloroform.

I boil chlorine and methane to chloroform

methyl chloride, methylene chloride,

tetrachloride carbon,

that I liberate through distillation.

The girl in the car...

Is she dead?

Is she dead, John?

Of course she is.

John,

why did you come to see me?

Stop me!

You have to stop me.

Stop you from what?

Stop.

What do you want to tell me?

- Tonight. - Tonight?

What happens tonight?

I squeeze the life from you.

- Are you going to kill tonight? - White flesh.

Black bird.

White flesh. Black bird.

Are you talking about the girl?

- She thinks I'm a client. - A client?

She doesn't realize

I'm her encounter with infinity.

Where is she? John, that girl is not going to die!

Where is she?

- I am very thorough. - Yes.

Nobody knows where they are. Not even Sentinent.

Sentinent? Who's Sentinent?

Sentinent is just words.

Does Sentinent tell you to kill?

- Tell me! - She's not in charge of a damn thing.

- No. - I'm in charge.

- Yes. - They pay, but I'm in charge.

Tell me about the girl you're going to kill.

Who is she? Where can I find her?

Tell me! Come on, tell me.

Where is she?

What are you saying?

Where is she?

- Yes? - Richard, it's me, Susanne.

Susanne? Hi.

- Please send an officer to my home. - What's up?

I can't explain it. I have a patient who's...

- Who's what? - What's going on?

- What the hell is going on? - Is anything wrong?

- You wouldn't wake up. - And you're talking on the phone?

I couldn't pull you out of the hypnosis,

so I called a colleague.

- And what did your colleague say? - Nothing, you came to on your own.

- I don't think you should smoke now. - I can't remember anything.

How am I supposed to quit if I don't remember anything?

You're not supposed to remember. We're working on breaking patterns.

- What did I say? - Nothing. I was the one who spoke.

I came here to stop smoking, and here I am, smoking.

What did we talk about?

In a few days you will

feel how the hypnosis has affected your craving for tobacco.

And you won't have the craving anymore.

We should settle the payment.

Subtitles: Tina Goldberg Edited by: Priscila Rossi - www.plint.com