Storm Page #3
- Year:
- 2005
- 110 min
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I watched out for the creepers,
like you said.
But I think they'll be here soon.
Hey...
Who...
Who were the flowers for?
-Don't you remember?
-Is this because I forgot?
How can you forget
something like that?
How can you forget
something like what?
Don't you remember who died?
Don't you remember who died?
Don't you remember who died?
-Where are we?
-Where you really want to be.
Why is this happening to me?
Because you
I think your time has come now.
Time to open the box.
Don't listen to her.
-She's a liar.
-Do not believe a word he says.
Listen to me. I understand that it's
difficult to grasp what's going on.
And you are...what? The other side?
The other side?
That's right - I am the other side.
The other side of her, but not you.
That's what's important.
-Don't listen to him.
-You really should listen to me.
We'll take it from the beginning.
What's happened here?
You Iead a pretty good life,
until she showed up.
Then things turned weird. Those are
facts, things we know happened.
Knowing this,
how can you be so sure-
-that she's the one who
wants to help you, and not me?
She's playing with you. Don't you
see? Did she do the childhood bit?
Did you? - Something where you
hit or hurt someone, did something.
Maybe raped someone.
Listen to me:
you didn't do it.She wants you to believe
you've done things you never did.
She wants you to think
you're bad, but you're not.
You are not a bad person.
She's manipulating you.
I mean, just look at all this.
Are we in Cuba? Maybe not.
Maybe you're in Vnersborg.
Or maybe we're in Cuba.
Or at your house.
Or in Vnersborg, or Cuba.
DD, listen to me.
How do I put this? A few days ago,
you were a strong guy.
Going your own way,
making your own decisions.
Didn't care what others thought,
you were your own...
Could you please stop
interrupting me and just let us...
Just let me and DD
have a conversation.
DD, you were a real human being.
Now you're changing into
some low-calorie version.
-A low-fat item. Know what I mean?
-Keep talking.
The only thing I'm asking of you-
-is that you keep living your life
as you've always done.
The end.
-Is that what you want?
-Don't open that box.
If you do it, you will disappear.
Okay. In that case,
I want you to tell me something.
Absolutely. Anything you want.
Who died?
Believe me, DD.
I'd do it, if I could.
Promise, don't take this
the wrong way...
Good old StockhoIm.
It worked. Damn it, it worked.
-What's happened?
-I had an accident.
-Come with me. How are you doing?
-I'm fine. How are you?
Fine, thank you.
We'll take you to the hospital
to check on you anyway.
We just want to check.
Were you the driver?
Right... Hey!
the car. I think I hit someone.
Wait here.
- Is there anyone under the car?
Towards the front, by the tires.
Wait!
Little brother!
Little brother?
HAPPENED. BIG HUGS! DONNY
Hello, DD.
It's bright in here.
Yeah, my little brother
is afraid of the dark.
Because of me.
How insightful.
-Give me the box.
-Where is Promise?
-Where is Promise?
-I just want the box.
The box, the box... Oh, my God!
I think I lost it!
I don't think so.
Yes?
Hello, friend. We're from
the Church of Latter-Day Saints.
Would you like to
have a talk about Jesus?
Jesus was a young man,
just like you.
And just like you,
he had many questions...
Hello, friend. Would you
be interested in God's help?
Good.
-He can't open the box without me.
-Which is why you must die.
Excuse me, all you taxi drivers.
I need some assistance.
I have to go to a place I don't know
where it is, and have no address for.
But I have to get there real fast,
or something bad will happen.
-What's this pIace?
-It is...
It's a big place that looks like
it's got antlers on the roof.
And inside there's a contraption
to let you burn things.
-Burn what?
-Things. Trash, leaves, people...
-Does anyone know the place?
-Hey!
I know.
It has to be that place.
Pop was an architect, you know.
This is the only place that has this
deer aspect to it, antlers and that.
You know? And they have a
rubber burner. Der GummiweIzer.
Something Eastern German from the
70's to melt loads of rubber at once.
It's just a container the size of
a bath tub surrounded by fire.
-Were you in a hurry?
-In a big hurry!
Then we'll just u-turn right here.
Taxi, that's service for you.
Okay, there it is. GummiweIzung.
-Can you wait here?
-Yeah, the meter's off.
I'm in here!
-Hey there.
-Hello, Gran.
Take care of this girI. Hurry up.
It'll be fine, just fine...
Hi, I wanted to...
-I need your help.
-You're wanted for murder!
-I need help.
-What's happened?
-She's been badly burned.
-I can tell. What happened?
-Can we talk about that later?
-We'll take her to admissions.
Go in here. I'll go get
Make sure
she keeps breathing, okay?
-You'll get your films tomorrow.
-Fine.
Thank you for coming.
I thought you were...immortal.
No, we're...
We're sensitive to fire.
I think your time has come now.
Time to open the box.
Give it a try.
What was it your brother
said to you in the root cellar?
-What did he say?
-That someone had died.
Did you feel that?
Whose glasses are those?
Katta's.
Katta's...
There used to be three of us.
Me, my brother and Katta.
Katta.
Katta was older than me.
She was older and had...
She was blonde
and she had wavy...curly hair.
She wore glasses, because
she was damned near blind.
She collected things of glass...
Glass figurines. From the woods.
Glass animals.
She'd gotten a package in the mail,
something new.
She showed it to me. She had...
The sun was shining, and there
was a cold smell to the air.
Wet, leaves...
A fox, she'd gotten a fox.
A glass fox.
She said, ''All I need is a reindeer,
and I'll have the whole forest''.
Then we'll
have the whole forest. Us.
Then they came...
Right, they showed up.
-Come closer.
-They started arguing.
-Come on.
-I just want to try something.
-Damn, she's ugly.
-Especially up close.
-Hey, four-eyes. You look like sh*t.
-You really look like sh*t.
-Did you fart? Cause you stink.
-Cow's c*nt!
-I'm sorry. We were just kidding.
-We didn't mean it.
They started arguing
with Katta, not me.
I didn't do anything,
I just watched it happen.
I was reaIIy scared.
I didn't dare do anything.
-Step on them!
-Step on the glasses!
-Step on them.
-Step on them now!
Step on them, you little fag!
That's when I realised that Katta
couldn't get home-
-without her glasses. So I ran back.
She was right by the main road.
I called out her name, and waved
my arms, so she could see me.
And she turned around,
looked at me...
But Katta didn't die right away.
She had to go to the hospital.
I didn't go into her room.
Dad came out, and I
asked him how she was doing.
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