Ennenstadt Europa - Om Lars von Trier og 'Forbrydelsens element' Page #5

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You're trying to get one up, Fisher.

I've read my Osborne too.

Did you know that?

But I'm the one

who knows what's what.

The girls on the square

were naughty and fair.

Mostly Marie, mostly Marie.

So you got yourself

a China doll, Fisher ?

You f*** 'em in the ass.

[ Helicopters Hovering,

Chattering Continues ]

Harry Grey would never hide a body.

[ Fisher ]

The dead lotto girl

was there, all right.

But Harry Grey doesn't kill

to hide a body.

The murder is for the sake

of a pattern.

Someone else

must have hidden her.

Do you believe in good and bad?

Can you make the bad good again?

[ Therapist ]

Do you believe in good and bad?

Come, come, Mr. Fisher.

Did she really say that?

We're closing in on Harry.

I can feel it.

I want you to screw God into me.

I'm Kim, and you're Harry.

Your wife is in Cairo

with a little blue star on her breast.

I'll get God in there

as fast as I can.

[ Kim ]

Shhh.

[ Helicopter Approaching ]

[ Kim ]

But He'll only stay until I get up.

[ Fisher ]

I don't care about Kramer anymore.

I'm proving that Osborne's

method still works.

It feels good.

Do you have to leave?

Harry hunts alone tonight.

What's the matter ?

I got scared.

I'm all right now.

[ Fisher ]

Harry is going places.

[ Therapist ]

You're drifting.

[ Fisher ]

If I'm drifting, so was

Harry Grey at this point.

I'm only doing what

the tailing report tells me to.

[ Therapist ]

It doesn't seem connected

to the story, Mr. Fisher.

He's out there somewhere.

He'll show up.

First part, the body.

Second part, the soul.

[ Therapist ]

You're drifting, Mr. Fisher.

Take care.

[ Fisher ]

I'm so close to him.

He's right here... somewhere.

[ Leaves Rustle, Wings Flapping ]

[ Fisher Whispering ]

Harry me, marry me, bury me.

Bind me.

[ Wood Snaps ]

[ Wood Snaps ]

Okay, H.G.

[ Therapist ]

What are you doing, Mr. Fisher ?

[ Fisher ]

I honestly don't know anymore.

[ Therapist ]

But you are overlooking that

someone made the third cross.

[ Fisher ]

That's right.

The third cross I do not see.

[ Fisher ]

Kim? Kim?

[ Coughs, Gasps ]

What sort of a house is this?

[ Kim ]

Can't you see somebody

wants to scare you?

What happened?

Somebody was standing behind

the door when I came in.

I didn't see him.

This is not a game.

You'll get killed.

I found how to close

the system.

You are not Harry Grey.

You're Fisher.

[ Man Muttering ]

And the monarch

thwarts dominion.

It stood there.

Never seraph spread opinion

over fabric half so fair.

This is Halle.

If we take the harbor

in Innenstadt as the center,

take the first four murders...

and duplicate them,

we get two points:

Dritten Marsk...

Halle.

We don't just have

a geometrical figure,

but a letter.

If the system is going

to be closed like this,

he will commit his seventh

and last murder in Halle...

in ten to fifteen days.

Does that mean we can stop now

you've found what you wanted?

But the motive?

The mind?

Mad men don't have motives.

I need to know everything.

It's my work.

It's not your work.

Why can't you leave him to Kramer ?

Kramer and his men

will get him in Halle.

That's the difference

between Kramer and me.

I cannot stop until I understand.

I owe it to Osborne.

You understand less and less.

I must do it according to the book.

I can't stop now.

You leave me behind, Harry.

[ Therapist ]

I'm afraid you leave me

behind too, Harry.

[ Quiet Groaning ]

[ Kim ]

I must go. Shhh.

Kim?

[ Groaning Continues ]

Try a little salycin.

It's no good.

Who were you talking to?

What do you mean?

Nobody.

[ Panting ]

The string, the string.

Tighter.

Tighter, tighter.

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

[ Groaning Continues ]

Why do you keep

torturing yourself?

I have to.

I believe in joy.

[ Groaning Intensifies ]

[ Screaming ]

I believe in joy !

[ Therapist ]

It's not your headache, Mr. Fisher.

Days go on and on

with no change.

Hey, schmuck of ages,

the sabbath's over.

My name's Harry Grey.

Have I been here before?

- No.

- Check the book.

Check the book.

- You were here two months ago.

- Not me.

- Harry Grey.

- Three years ago.

Hello? Fraulein?

[ Man Muttering ]

You had double room 5.

I'll take that again.

- But we don't want any mess this time.

- What are you talking about?

Maybe I should say it to the missus.

You know, this might not be the Savoy,

but we do try to keep the rooms clean.

Okay?

[ Traffic Noise ]

I want to show you something.

Later.

Harry came to Halberstadt...

and stayed with Kim

die halbe Nacht.

[ Whistling ]

If you could only see yourself.

I didn't know

you would take it like that.

Look what I got made.

This is not the first time

you've stayed in this hotel, is it?

What do you mean?

What did Harry Grey feel

about the blood when you screwed?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

[ Groans ]

Whore !

[ Gasps, Panting ]

You're sick ! Oh, no !

No ! Oh !

[ Screaming ]

Is that your friend out there?

Relax, for Christ's sake.

Relax !

You're trying to drive me mad,

scare me. It's a plot.

- What is it you want to know?

- Everything.

Did you talk about the Lotto Murders

when you f***ed?

Was he religious?

Did he take sugar in his coffee?

I have a child with Harry Grey.

[ Horn Honking ]

[ Fisher ]

The blood made me think.

It's something I should have

realized long ago.

By following the same route as H.G.,

I ran into the same girl.

Kim had been with Harry Grey.

I'm getting rid of the pills,

getting rid of Harry Grey for good.

It's not my headache.

I've made up my mind.

I can't stay.

My Cairo jacket is too thin

for this climate.

It seems Europe

will never let me rest.

Too tired right now

even to wonder what happened.

Discipline is a prerequisite.

Discipline is a prerequisite.

I would describe the development

as a growing hunger,

an insatiable appetite

for the hunted.

The criminologist

can afford no weakness.

He must remain untouched,

detached, clinical, objective.

To do otherwise would be

to misuse my method.

[ Therapist ]

So that's all, Mr. Fisher ?

That's your story ?

Yes, that's all.

[ Bell Rings ]

[ Fisher Reading ]

"Dear Mr. Fisher,

"We're contacting you

on the recommendation of Mr. Osborne.

"Our granddaughter sells lotto.

"Mr. Osborne was afraid

she might be contacted...

by a certain Mr. Grey

here in Halle. "

[ Man ]

Got you, Sheriff.

[ Therapist ]

So Cairo will have to wait.

[ Man ]

He wanted to meet her alone tonight.

Of course we told the police

straight away.

We want to help.

We had a lot of respect

for Inspector Osborne.

Nothing can happen.

All the police will be there.

[ Therapist ]

What's the plan?

[ Fisher ]

Harry Grey is meeting

the lotto girl tonight.

I'll be there.

Now I've got him.

[ Thunder Rumbling ]

[ Girl ]

Where are the other policemen?

We can manage. The other police'll

make a mess of things.

Have you heard of Kramer ?

Kramer must not come.

[ Glass Clattering ]

I've got something to show you.

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