All language subtitles for Among.Us.2010-Anonymous

In the year 1814
Pierre Simon LaPlace formulated

what came to be known as
the classic definition of probability.

It states that the probability
of an event occurring equals the ratio

of the number of favourable cases
to the number of all possible cases.

This means that if you for instance
have ten marbles in a jar,

of which seven are black
and three are white,

the probability of obtaining
a white marble is three in ten.

Similarly, the probability
of obtaining a black marble

is seven in ten.

But as we all know,
life is never that simple.

AMONG US

If you didn't pay the premium,
you're not covered by the insurance.

The number of years no claims,
minus the excess.

There's no need to yell,
I hear you perfectly clearly.

We always send two reminders
before we cancel a policy.

Yes, that is a shame.

Developing your drawing ability
is about tricking your left brain

so it doesn't interfere
with the right brain's work.

Well, look here.

Very good.

Four cheers for Ernst.

- Happy birthday, Dad.
- Thanks!

We didn't have enough candles,
but Mum said that didn't matter.

These seventy will have to do.

Happy birthday, darling. I know how
you enjoy being reminded of your age.

And I want to thank
everyone here tonight.

My husband is a very organised person,
whom it's hard to keep secrets from.

Tell me about it!

A toast for the world's best husband,
dad and friend.

- I've never been in such good shape.
- I can tell.

My goal is to run it in three hours
twenty. I did three thirty this year.

- Three twenty.
- I think that's possible.

But you grown-ups get to stay up.

I know, it's unfair.

I'm not even tired.

- Yes, I can see that.
- Good night.

I love you.

You're such a great guy, Ernst.

- I like you too, Birger.
- No, listen.

You're a good person.
You're a good friend.

But listen to me now.

You're very fortunate.
Do you realise that?

OK, I'm a little drunk.
But I mean what I say.

Look around. Friends...

Family.

Cecilia.

The wonderful,
charming and beautiful Cecilia.

And Alexander!

What a great kid!

Careful!

Good night to you.
Christ, I'm drunk!

Goodbye.

Take me to a nightclub.

Dad.

I didn't mean to.

- It's okay. Come.
- What's the matter?

Nothing.

Up with your arms.

There.

Now you even smell nice
for a change.

Alexander!

Alexander, can you hear me?

Did you see what happened?

- How old is he?
- He's almost nine.

We have to operate to stop
the haemorrhaging.

I'm sorry, but we have no choice.

- But you said the surgery went well.
- Absolutely.

The procedure was successful.
We managed to stop the bleeding.

Alexander's vital signs
are satisfactory. But...

We have a problem.

Alexander has not regained
consciousness after the operation.

But there must be
something you can do.

When we examine
Alexander's EEG trace, we see

that his brain activity
is moderately weaker.

The brain is incredibly complex.

We're doing everything we can
to get Alexander well and back home.

In the meantime it is vital
that you are there for him.

Physical contact
is crucial to his recovery.

I'm convinced that your physical
presence will help in his recovery.

He had exactly the same brown hair
as Benke. The same brown eyes.

"Who are you?" I said.
"I'm Jum-Jum," he answered.

And then I saw that he wasn't
exactly like Benke after all.

He looked more serious
yet kinder than Benke.

Benke is kind, too, of course.
Kind like me.

But we could still fight sometimes.

You could get mad for a while,
but then you became friends again.

But you couldn't fight at all with
Jum-Jum. He was sort of too kind.

Someone had purposely turned the
water on and flooded the basement.

It was fraud, no doubt.
You should have heard them argue.

- Are you listening to me?
- What?

I don't want to pry, but you haven't
considered taking some time off?

- What do you mean?
- A leave of absence.

Considering what you're going through.

Don't worry, we'll manage. In fact,
we might manage better without you.

Hello, this is
Cecilia Josefsson again.

We're...OK.

Last time we spoke...

Afterwards I read on the internet
about a new method of testing.

Something that you also had tried.

But Alexander's EEG has been
stable now for several weeks.

So why did they make this diagnosis?

Good night, Alexander.
I'll see you tomorrow.

I love you.

- Try and get some sleep now.
- Thank you. See you tomorrow.

I'm leaving now. Bye.

Mum, I love you.

I want you to know you can call me
at any time. Any time at all.

- I'm here for you. Okay?
- OK.

It doesn't look so bad. You look good
with dark circles under your eyes.

Sort of panda chic, you know.

Are you all right?

Here, take this.

- Thank you very much.
- Are you hurt?

- You speak French?
- Yes, no, not really. A bit.

- You are most kind.
- It's nothing, really.

- He stole my wallet.
- You need to go to the police?

No, it's OK. Thank you.

- I could take you to a hospital.
- No, I'll be alright.

Oh, my head...

- You live around here?
- No, I don't believe so.

Are you sure you don't want
to sit in the front?

I feel really sorry for you.
How awful.

- It's a real shame.
- Yes, indeed.

- Are you going to be OK?
- Yes, I'll be fine.

Take good care of yourself now.
Goodbye.

Everything will be fine.
It will all work out.

Were you alone in the garage? Wasn't
there anyone else who could help?

I wasn't thinking that clearly.
I just acted.

In any case...
I gave him a ride to the police.

Couldn't you have just called
the police? Or an ambulance?

- Or put him in a taxi?
- His wallet was stolen.

- And he didn't speak Swedish.
- He didn't speak Swedish?

- No, he spoke French.
- French? He spoke French.

That's what was so strange;

I haven't spoken French since school,
but all of a sudden I could speak it.

I could make myself understood.
A little bit at least.

- Maybe it was the shock.
- This all sounds crazy.

I know.

He could have been dangerous.
He could have been a psychopath.

In any case, I gave him a ride
to the police and that was it.

He was very grateful.

I'm sure. I can understand that.

Thank you. Bye.

Hello.

That will be 299 crowns, please.

Thank you.

- Hello. How are you?
- I'm fine. And you?

I'm fine.

- What a surprise to see again.
- Yes, indeed.

- My nose is like new.
- How fortunate.

Walter. My name is Walter.
We never introduced ourselves.

- My name is Cecilia.
- A beautiful name. It becomes you.

Thank you.

- May I buy you a cup of coffee?
- I'm sorry, but I don't have time.

Just a small cup?

That was pretty bad.
Excuse me, do you call this coffee?

You always have
to do everything yourself.

- How did it go at the police?
- No problem, everything's fine.

- Cecilia, I really want to thank you.
- I didn't do much.

On the contrary, most
would not have helped, believe me.

You are very brave.
I'm forever grateful to you.

- You live here? In Stockholm?
- No, I'm visiting, but it's lovely.

Yes.

Are you here on business?

Yes, you could say that.

Excuse me.

It was nice
meeting you again.

I'm pleased that everything
worked out. But I have to go now.

- Thank you for the coffee.
- Cecilia.

I know that you are in pain.
Great sorrow.

Do not be afraid. Your heart is great.
You have much love and kindness.

But you're unhappy and seem to be
faltering. And I want to help you.

I want to help Alexander.

I believe in you.

Goodbye.

- Cecilia...
- He says he wants to help us.

- He wants to help Alexander.
- Cecilia, that's enough.

- Listen to me.
- Stop it.

You listen to me. I've just come
from the hospital and I'm tired.

Do you hear what you're saying?

I can't take it.

My experience tells me

that if your son's condition
does not improve very soon,

there's a serious risk that he may
fall into a more critical state.

Don't you hear yourselves?
You've already given up.

I already know how serious things are.
You don't have to tell me.

- Just say what you're doing for him.
- We're doing our very best.

Then show it! Just stop talking about
Alexander as if he were dead!

Cecilia. What is it you want?

What do I want? I want Alexander back.
I want our son to get well!

Don't you think I want that too?
But we have to listen to the doctors.

- Do we really?
- Yes!

Do you believe in destiny?

What do you mean?

Predestination, that things
don't just happen by chance.

No.

When you and I met,
was that also by chance?

Yes. Call it chance or coincidence.

- And Alexander...that's just chance?
- Yes.

Do you really believe that?

Yes! Otherwise I'd have to believe
in some predetermined plan. I don't.

Things happen. It's chance.
What happened is not a punishment.

Are you really that unaffected, Ernst?

Cigarette?

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?
How did you know I was here?

Have you been following me?

I think a change of scenery
would do you good.

What?

I think a change of scenery
would do you good.

I don't understand.

I've lived here all my life,

but I've never taken
this boat tour before.

There's so much beauty in the world.
It's just a matter of seeing it.

Look, you get a whole different
perspective from the water.

What you said the other day.
Did you mean it?

What do you mean?

What you said about our son Alexander.
That you want to help him.

Yes. Of course.

What are you saying exactly?
And how did you know he was ill?

I really meant what I said.
I want to help your son get well.

I sensed immediately he was ill,
something you said between your words.

I don't really understand.
How can you help him?

How can I explain this? I'm not
worried about Alexander or you.

- The one I'm worried about is Ernst.
- Ernst?

I think it would be best if I meet
with you and Ernst together.

Who are you exactly?

A friend.

We have three cases of suspected
irregularities. One may be negligence,

but the others are likely frauds.
Cedergren did a preliminary inspection

and he got...let's say curious.
And so did I.

Curious about this whole fire.
This shouldn't take long.

I think it's good for you to get out
instead of rotting away in the office.

She was asleep, and someone
woke her up and she saw the fire.

Can you ask your grandmother
what she means by "someone"?

She says it was someone sent by God.
A miracle. He saved our lives.

Fine. We won't bother you anymore.
We got the information we need.

He rewires the place himself and
puts a screwdriver in the fuse box

for more power. That makes it overheat
and start a fire. Just great. Voilà.

What are you doing here?
You have no right to be here.

- We're from the insurance company.
- My brother almost died!

- His family almost died!
- I understand you're upset.

- We're not here to make trouble.
- The house gone, the pizzeria gone.

All is gone.
And you keep investigating!

Not at all. We need to do
a thorough investigation!

You don't want to pay.
You say he did not pay insurance.

- You call him a criminal!
- Are you saying we don't do our job?

Your brother stuck
a screwdriver in the fuse box!

Any fool knows
that's incredibly dangerous.

I have a real problem with people
who think they can do any stupid thing

and receive a large settlement!
How naive do you think we are?

And then you accuse us of racism?!

My brother is a good man! He loves
his family! He loves his children!

He's an honest man!
Let me go!

You can't say that to me!

Well, that went well.

- Good evening, Ernst.
- Good evening.

- I'm delighted to meet you.
- Welcome.

- Walter. My name is Walter.
- Ernst. But you already knew that.

Walter! Welcome.

Thank you. They're beautiful.

How enchantingly beautiful
you are tonight. Isn't she?

- This is my husband Ernst.
- We've been introduced.

Yes, thank you very much.

I hope you like the wine.

Delicious, Cecilia.
I'm really enjoying it.

Thanks. I'm so glad.

- When did you learn French?
- Don't start now.

Allow me to propose a toast to the
generosity and warmth that I feel.

Thank you for this incredible dinner.
From the bottom of my heart.

- What did he say?
- Cheers.

It varies from case to case.

But you could say that
I help people solve problems.

I see.

I have an assignment here right now.

You could say that I'm a travelling
salesman. I live where I work.

No, unfortunately.

- Ernst, please.
- I want to know who I'm eating with.

- Not at all. It's perfectly normal.
- I invited him; don't make a scene.

- I just want to know who Walter is.
- He's Walter.

I helped him the other day
when he was mugged. He's a friend.

Sure.

- Good, isn't it?
- Very good.

It's a Chàteau Lafite Rothschild.

The estate is on a hill in Pauillac,
north of Bordeaux, west of Gironde.

Look at its dark ruby colour.
With elements of blackcurrant, almond,

violet and spices.
An exquisite bouquet.

Refined and light,
vigorous and elegant.

A unique quality of a fine Bordeaux
wine is that it makes people

listen to each other.

After a few glasses
all become best friends.

All fine wines have specific traits.
Some are like a one-night stand.

You enjoy them, but you don't want to
spend the rest of your life with them.

And then there are wines
that are so unique, so wonderful,

you immediately want to marry them.
A Lafite Rothschild is such a wine.

If you know what I mean.

He wonders if you like the wine.

But if I cover the label and serve the
same wine without saying what it was,

would it taste the same?

Why did he turn the bottle?

Would it taste the same for you
if you didn't see the fine label?

Probably not. Not knowing it was a
Lafite Rothschild, the King of Wines,

but also known as the Queen of Wines
because it has such femininity,

You would probably have liked it,
but that's all.

But if you take the time to discover,
or rediscover it...

this wine suddenly takes on
a whole new meaning.

Do you agree?

- And probably very expensive.
- Invaluable.

Most invaluable.

Humans are funny that way.

They always need answers,
evidence, confirmation.

Without them
they become insecure, lost...afraid.

Would you like some more?

- Incredible. Completely incredible.
- Ernst, listen to me.

You can't seriously ask me
to listen to that clown!

And why doesn't he speak English
when he understands it?

- He knows things.
- About wine, sure.

What if he has come to us
for a reason? That he wants our best.

That he might be able to help us.
Help Alexander.

Please, that is nonsense.

- Ernst, I'm serious.
- I am too. He's out of here.

What the hell...?

I can't remember the last time
I laughed this much.

When did you start smoking?

It tastes good.

Good night.

- He's gone.
- You scared me.

He must have tiptoed out
because I didn't hear a thing.

He left a note.

"I love both of you
from the bottom of my heart.

Do what you have to in order to
be happy again, in this life.

There is so much beauty."

Hello.

Yes, this is Alexander's father.

Yes.

We'll be there. Thank you.

Who was that?

Julian discovered something that
must have happened during the night.

The strange thing is that
we just had an alarm installed.

Julian left last night around 8 pm.
He locked and activated the alarm.

We are completely
baffled by this, but...

we thought it would be best
for you to see it for yourselves.

Obviously, we are just as puzzled as
you. I've never seen anything like it.

This isn't possible...

- Ernst...
- What?

I think he's trying
to tell us something.

- Who?
- Alexander.

Do you really not feel anything?

Don't you think there's a connection?
A sign of some kind.

How do you explain the note then?
Or the drawing?

- There's always an explanation.
- You can't explain what we saw.

Admit that you got the same
gut feeling as me.

I think Alexander is trying to tell us
something. He's trying to communicate.

And Walter is some kind of...

- ...a messenger.
- No.

- Please Ernst, don't go.
- Walter is an idiot.

And probably a thief and a conman.

I think Alexander is trying
to tell us he loves us.

And that we must love each other,
be friends again, make peace.

Begin to believe in our love
for one another.

- Only then...
- Only then what?

What if Ernst is right?
That I'm just imagining everything.

It does sound a bit mad,
but that doesn't mean you're crazy.

He thinks Walter is an impostor
or something, trying to con us.

- He thinks everyone is a conman.
- But what if he is one?

Why would he do this?
Why would he offer to help us?

Maybe he's fallen in love with you.
Maybe he wants to get you into bed.

I wish you had been there. You would
have understood, you'd have felt it.

As crazy as it sounds,
I think I understand.

But I also know how badly
you want Alexander to get well.

To have your family back
and everything back to normal.

Remember when Gran used to tell us
about when she was little?

No, what do you mean?

She was about six or seven.

She and her brother Torbjörn had
borrowed a boat without permission.

They rowed out at dawn to go fishing.

Her brother falls overboard.
He panics because he can't swim.

And the water is freezing.

She realises her brother will die, but
she can't do anything, she's too weak.

But just as she's losing her grip,
just as he's slipping under the water,

something happens.
Something she can't explain.

Suddenly she feels a hand

placed on her shoulder.

And this hand gives her the strength
to pull her brother out of the water.

And she saves his life.

I don't remember that.

I remember I thought
that story was so horrible,

and yet so wonderful
and beautiful. A fairy tale.

This is impossible.

- What are you doing here?
- Ernst, thank you for the dinner.

Do you know how to do this?

- Did you let the visitor in?
- Who?

I give up. This is inhuman.

I was in the neighbourhood.
You don't mind, I hope?

You're upset.
Let's go for a walk.

- Are you coming?
- What?

The meeting! People will get sacked
today, I can promise you.

That sounds like fun...

- Sorry?
- I wasn't talking to you.

- They'll manage without you.
- I don't have time for this.

We do know that some sections
will be affected more than others.

And there will be changes.

We can't do much
about the situation...

What do you want from us?

OK, good.

Let's go.

He's walking away.

I thought we
were going for a walk...?

Do you see the man by the window?
That's Bertil.

No one has visited him
for months.

Solitude is devastating.

But if you do something for someone,
no matter how small, you feel useful.

It brightens up your life.
This opportunity is a gift.

Black or white?

You need a haircut.

Think of what you're doing.

Checkmate. Checkmate!

Checkmate! Checkmate!

The roulette table
has 36 numbers.

Each number should therefore appear
one in 36 times.

You win 17 times your money if your
bet is split between two numbers.

8 times if you bet
on 4 numbers.

If you win on any of the columns,
you triple your money.

Betting on red or black doubles
your money back.

By including the zeros,
the odds are 37 to 1.

Life, too, is a game. Sometimes
you win, sometimes you don't.

But one thing is sure; you can't win
if you don't bet, no matter the odds.

Take these. Come on.

It's not all about winning, but also
about daring to bet, daring to lose.

Two hundred.

22 black.

12 red.

17 black.

Here you are.

- Not bad, eh?
- Thank you.

- Stop it!
- You stop it!

So Ernst, what do you plan to do?

- You're not listening...
- Shut up, bitch!

Intervene,
or just stand here and watch?

You're just a whore!
That's all!

- Hello.
- What?

- Just calm down.
- Who the hell are you?

- Are you OK?
- I said fuck off!

And you don't move!

- I don't understand what got into me.
- No.

It's so absurd.

You could have called.

Nobody acts
without an ulterior motive.

- Everyone has an ulterior motive.
- What do you mean?

Nobody is so goodhearted,
or unegotistical

that they act
without any sort of plan

or agenda or motive.
It's unreal. Completely unreal.

Yes, I will certainly do that.
Thanks.

Walter? What's happened?

- May I come in?
- Of course.

Does it hurt?

It's OK. Thank you.

What have you done?

- I helped some people.
- Helped who? I don't understand.

Some people were in danger,
so I helped them.

- Drink this.
- Thank you. That's kind of you.

I still don't understand what you've
been up to. Look at your clothes.

The stars of your destiny
are found in your heart.

I know you can't give an opinion
that is medically unscientific.

You must not give patients false hope,
and so on. I know that.

But does it ever happen

that a doctor is wrong?

That a patient gets well
without any medical explanation?

I know you're going through
some very trying times.

I'm sorry I can't be more optimistic.

But because Alexander has remained
in his coma for so long,

my assessment is that if he wakes up
he will have severe brain damage.

I'm very sorry.

Hello Ernst, how are you?

- Ernst?
- What is he doing here?

- Before you say anything, let me...
- What is he doing on our sofa?

- Let me explain.
- You just shut up!

I'm tired of you speaking French!
Speak Swedish!

- Stop it!
- Shut up! Out! Get out!

- But it's not his fault! Ernst!
- Shut up!

It's not Walter's fault!

Go to hell.

I love Alexander more
than anything in this world.

When I see him lying there
with all those tubes

and I hear the physicians' diagnosis,
it's like...

something breaks within me.

I feel like a bad person.

I feel like a traitor because...
I don't believe he's going to make it.

Is that how you feel?

Doubting is only human, isn't it?
You're having a difficult time.

I can't say if your judgement is right
or not, but you're not a bad person.

You're not lousy or a failure,
and you're not a doctor.

So can't you just let go now?

Good evening. A major rescue effort
took place this afternoon

after a car with a woman and
two children went into the canal.

At around 4 o'clock
two cars collided.

One of the cars lost control
and plummeted into the canal.

Miraculously, the woman and her
two children were unhurt thanks to

a passerby who pulled them
out of the freezing water.

The people in the car panicked.

A passerby must have jumped into
the water and managed to save them.

There are presently no leads about
the person who helped the family.

- Hello.
- Sorry I'm late.

That's all right. I've exchanged
a few words with Cecilia.

Alexander has developed an infection
and is having difficulty breathing.

He's stable now,

but we will keep him here at the ICU
until we know more.

Mummy is here now, Alexander.
And I'm not going anywhere.

Dad...

I'm afraid we have some very bad news.

Alexander has developed severe
pneumonia. It has weakened him

and we're not sure how long
he'll be able to endure.

We are very concerned about this, and
should his brain cease to function,

we will only be able to oxygenate
his organs for a few days.

I want to make one thing clear:
I will never give up.

How the hell can they be so...

They're trying to be realistic.

They're doctors. Their job is to
inform us of the risks and chances.

- I will never give up.
- That's not what we're talking about.

Well that's what they've done.
They've given up hope

and they're telling us to do the same.
But I'm not going to! I can't!

- That's not what we're talking about.
- Please, we have to keep believing!

- Listen!
- This is our only chance. If we...

If we also give up,
what does Alexander have left?

Didn't you hear them?
Alexander is not going to make it!

Why are you so sad?

Don't you have a friend to play with?

That's true.

I have a problem.
I'm not finished.

And I thought
everything was going so well.

I don't want to let them go.
I like them so much.

Just give me a little more time.

We have to intubate.
Get more people in here.

Well, the operation was successful.
We stopped the bleeding.

But the next few hours are critical.

- What are his chances?
- Very small, I'm afraid.

Excuse me.

I want to show you something, Ernst.

What the hell are you doing here?

I want to show you something, Ernst.

It's important.

It won't take long.

- I can't leave Alexander.
- Don't worry. Cecilia is with him.

It's urgent
for Alexander's well being.

Wait, this is...

This is where you and Cecilia
first met. This is where it all began.

This is where you first met the most
important person in your life.

Our consciousness fools us into
thinking it's in charge. It's not.

If people won't listen
to their hearts, their souls...

they wither and die.

Sadly, the world is full of people who
have stopped listening to themselves.

This is the house
where your son was born.

This is where you started your family.

It was a time of happiness and love,
so strong that nothing could ruin it.

Ernst, you're a fortunate man.

- Me?
- Yes.

Although the day is over,
a glow lies on the land.

Each insect, every clover,
created by God's hand.

In summer's golden sunlight,
in velvet night-time skies,

You let me feel that I might
discover paradise.

The blackbird's song still echoes
in the fading of the light.

The western sky is golden,
as day turns into night.

One day a dawn awaits us,
a raising of the mist,

A promise of a kingdom
where time does not exist.

This is where it all changed.

Where your life crumbled, where the
unimaginable and unfair occurred.

Here lies the reason
for your loss of faith.

This is insane; I should be
at the hospital with Alexander.

They need you!

- Why are you doing this?
- To help you see more clearly.

I'm trying to give you
the strength to hope.

We have one last stop.

- What are we doing here?
- We love or we perish, that's all.

Stop believing and hope dies. Dare
to believe and everything is possible.

Believe in what?

In love.

In life.

Go now.

Go now! You will understand.

Our beloved
Alexander

No! No!

It's not true! You're not dead!
What have you done?!

Walter!

I love you... Forgive me.

I love you.

- Ernst.
- What's the matter?

When the morning sun
steals through the window pane,

happy and cautious,

like a child who wants to surprise
early, early on a festive day...

Then I stretch,
full of growing exultation

My open arms to the coming day.

For the day is you,

and the light is you.

The sun is you,

and the spring is you,

and all the beautiful, beautiful life
that awaits is you!

Subtitles: Jennifer Evans
www.undertext.se