| 1. | |
| 1 EXT. WOODS - HÄLSINGLAND - DAY 1 | |
| Hälsingland, North Sweden. We cycle through a series of | |
| beautifully composed midday landscapes. None of them | |
| feature people or human habitation. | |
| A spare Swedish lullaby plays over this quiet montage. This | |
| is the song of the Hårgas. When it concludes, we CUT HARD | |
| TO: | |
| 2 EXT. HOUSE - MINNESOTA - NIGHT 2 | |
| A beautiful suburban home, bathed in vivid moonlight. The | |
| neighborhood is very quiet. | |
| 3 INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT 3 | |
| A MAN and WOMAN (early sixties) lay asleep in bed. They are | |
| extremely still. | |
| The PHONE rings. The Man and Woman do not stir. After a few | |
| rings, the ANSWERING MACHINE takes it. | |
| ANSWERING MACHINE (V.O.) | |
| Hello. You’ve reached -- | |
| MAN & WOMAN (V.O.) | |
| -- the Ardor residence. | |
| ANSWERING MACHINE (V.O.) | |
| Please leave your message at the | |
| tone. When you’re finished with | |
| your message, press pound. | |
| BEEP. Enter the voice of a YOUNG WOMAN: | |
| YOUNG WOMAN (V.O.) | |
| Hey mom and dad, it’s Dani. Sorry | |
| I’m calling so late. I’m just | |
| checking in to make sure everyone’s | |
| okay. I got kind of a scary email | |
| from Terri and it sounded like you | |
| guys were having some sort of | |
| conflict? Anyway, I just got a | |
| little worried, so call me when you | |
| can, and if there’s anything I can | |
| do, just please know that I’m here. | |
| Okay. All right. I love you. | |
| 2. | |
| 4 INT. BEDROOM - BROOKLYN, NY - NIGHT 4 | |
| The young woman lowers the cell from her ear. This is DANI | |
| (25), a beautiful but delicate brunette. She hangs up, and | |
| turns to her laptop. An EMAIL from Terri Ardor, titled | |
| “dear dani,” is displayed. It reads: | |
| i cant anymore - everything’s black - mom and dad are | |
| coming too. goodbye. | |
| Dani stares at this, anxiety rising. She picks up her | |
| phone, hesitates, and then calls Christian. | |
| Four rings. CHRISTIAN (25) answers. The rest of this scene | |
| will be shot in a VERY TIGHT CLOSE-UP of Dani. | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| Hi...! | |
| Dani affects a care-free tone: | |
| DANI | |
| Hey baby. What you up to? | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| Oh, just smoked some resin at | |
| Mark’s and now we’re getting pizza. | |
| DANI | |
| Oh nice. | |
| In the b.g., we hear a young man repeating “hi Dani, hi | |
| Dani, hi Dani...” | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| Yeah - he’s saying hi right now, | |
| over and over. | |
| DANI | |
| Hi Mark! | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| (off-phone) | |
| “Hi Mark.” | |
| DANI | |
| So I was just calling to see if you | |
| were still wanting to get together. | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| Oh - did we talk about doing | |
| something tonight? | |
| 3. | |
| DANI | |
| I mean, not concretely. I was just | |
| seeing. | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| (ambivalent) | |
| Uh, well - okay. Yeah. I should be | |
| able to swing by. | |
| DANI | |
| All right...! | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| Yeah. Okay... How’s the sister | |
| situation? | |
| DANI | |
| Well. I’ve now sent her three | |
| emails and still no response... I’m | |
| starting to get a little nervous. | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| I’m sure it’s fine. | |
| DANI | |
| Yeah. Probably. I hope so. | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| She does this every other day, | |
| Dani. And only because you let her. | |
| DANI | |
| Well, I don’t LET her. She’s | |
| bipolar. | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| I know, but you do, though, babe. | |
| You go straight to crisis mode. | |
| DANI | |
| Well - but she’s my sister. And | |
| even you admit this last email was | |
| different... | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| Okay, but is it, though? It’s still | |
| another clear ploy for attention - | |
| just like every other panic attack | |
| she’s given you. | |
| Dani looks like she wants to argue with this. She stifles | |
| it. | |
| 4. | |
| DANI | |
| Okay. Yeah. You’re right. You are | |
| right. | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| The more you respond, the more | |
| she’s encouraged to keep this crap | |
| up. | |
| DANI | |
| No, I do know you’re right. I just | |
| needed to be reminded. Thank you. | |
| I’m really lucky to have you. | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| Me too. | |
| DANI | |
| I love you. | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| ...So do I. | |
| DANI | |
| Okay. See you later? | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| Yup. | |
| DANI | |
| Okay. “Bye Mark!” | |
| CHRISTIAN (V.O.) | |
| “Bye Mark.” | |
| DANI | |
| All right. Love you. Bye. | |
| Dani hangs up. Her eyes are wide with insecurity. | |
| 5 INT. KITCHEN - MINUTES LATER 5 | |
| Dani stands in the kitchen, mid-phone conversation. | |
| FRAUGHT. She paces when she’s not speaking. | |
| DANI | |
| It’s just in his tone - you can | |
| hear it. It’s like he’s trying to | |
| work up the nerve to say something | |
| and I just keep staving it off. | |
| 5. | |
| GIRLFRIEND (V.O.) | |
| So don’t stave him off. Be direct! | |
| Confront him! | |
| GIRLFRIEND (V.O.) | |
| Well - what if I scared him? I’m | |
| always roping him into my family | |
| crap... I’m always leaning on him! | |
| I tell him everything! I even | |
| called him today in tears because | |
| my sister sent me another scary | |
| email. What if I’m scaring him off? | |
| DANI | |
| Oh - how do you rope him in? That’s | |
| what he’s there for! | |
| GIRLFRIEND (V.O.) | |
| What did your sister write? | |
| DANI | |
| Oh - just some ominous bullshit! | |
| She does it all the time! It’s | |
| torture, and I’ve been completely | |
| leaning on him for support! What if | |
| I overwhelmed him and now he thinks | |
| I have too much baggage? | |
| Dani opens a prescription bottle of ATIVAN. She pops one. | |
| GIRLFRIEND (V.O.) | |
| Well, if that’s the case, then good | |
| riddance! Right? | |
| DANI | |
| No! Not if I went too far! What if | |
| I leaned too heavily? | |
| Dani has returned to her laptop. | |
| GIRLFRIEND (V.O.) | |
| You didn’t! He should be there when | |
| you need him. | |
| Dani begins hastily composing an EMAIL to her sister Terri. | |
| DANI | |
| GIRLFRIEND (V.O.) | |
| 6. | |
| But what if I need him too often? | |
| If it becomes a chore? Then he's | |
| not the right guy. Because it | |
| shouldn't ever be a chore. Would it | |
| be a chore if he leaned on you? | |
| Dani breaks from writing to respond: | |
| DANI | |
| But he never asks for anything from | |
| me! I've never even seen him cry! | |
| So I'm the only one leaning! | |
| GIRLFRIEND (V.O.) | |
| Or the only one opening up! The | |
| only one making yourself | |
| vulnerable. That's intimacy. | |
| As the friend says that, Dani finishes typing. Her email | |
| reads: "PLEASE write me back, Terri. You can't just write | |
| me something like that and then disappear. I'm worried sick | |
| and I think my boyfriend is breaking up with me and I'm | |
| freaking out. Please write back. Please." | |
| Dani’s phone beeps with an INCOMING CALL. It’s an UNKNOWN | |
| NUMBER. | |
| 6 INT. PIZZA PARLOR - NEW YORK - NIGHT 6 | |
| A grubby pizza parlor. Outside the window looms a purple | |
| NYU sign. | |
| CHRISTIAN, very handsome and fit, sits at a booth. Beside | |
| him are his friends MARK (26, droll, shaggy hair), JOSH | |
| (27, a skinny, sometimes snobbish academic), and PELLE | |
| (26), a nice-looking Swedish exchange student. Pelle | |
| doodles on his napkin (drawing the flowers on the table). | |
| Mark is currently lecturing a despondent Christian. | |
| MARK | |
| Dude: you need to stop sitting on | |
| the fence with this. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| But what if I end up regretting it | |
| a week later, and then I can’t get | |
| her back? | |
| MARK | |
| You don’t want her back! | |
| 7. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I might! | |
| MARK | |
| So then you can bitch to us for | |
| that week about how much you regret | |
| it, and we'll be like “Dude: you’ve | |
| been wanting out of this absurd | |
| relationship for the last year,” | |
| and you’ll be like “oh shit, that’s | |
| right” and then you can find some | |
| new chick who actually likes sex | |
| and who doesn’t drag you through a | |
| million hoops a day. | |
| Christian is thinking about this. Extremely conflicted. | |
| JOSH | |
| Do you think a masochistic part of | |
| you is playing this drama out to | |
| distract you from the work you | |
| actually need to be doing? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (prepared to be offended) | |
| And what work do I actually need to | |
| do, Josh? | |
| JOSH | |
| Uhhh - your prospectus maybe? I | |
| dunno. Your PhD...? | |
| Christian clearly doesn’t want to be told his priorities by | |
| Josh. Before he can snap back, an attractive WAITRESS | |
| (early 20s) brings over the check. | |
| WAITRESS | |
| Whenever you guys are ready. | |
| PELLE | |
| (with Swedish accent) | |
| Thank you. | |
| She SMILES -- at Christian. | |
| WAITRESS | |
| Thank you. | |
| She HOLDS the smile with Christian and walks bashfully off. | |
| Mark definitely caught that. | |
| MARK | |
| 8. | |
| Dude. You could be getting that | |
| girl pregnant right now. | |
| PELLE | |
| And don’t forget all the Swedish | |
| women you can impregnate in June. | |
| MARK | |
| Yeah, dude - don’t forget all the | |
| Swedish milkmaids. | |
| Christian’s PHONE rings. He checks. It’s DANI. He deflates. | |
| MARK | |
| Who is that? | |
| Christian doesn’t respond. | |
| MARK | |
| That’s not her again? Seriously? | |
| Christian lets the call go. | |
| MARK | |
| That’s ridiculous, dude. She needs | |
| a therapist. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| She has one. | |
| MARK | |
| So she should call him! That’s | |
| insane, dude. She’s using you. | |
| The phone starts ringing again. Christian checks it. “Dani | |
| again.” | |
| MARK | |
| Oh my God. | |
| Christian answers. He rises from the booth to get some | |
| privacy. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hello? | |
| On the other end: an extended, agonized MOAN. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Dani? | |
| DANI (V.O.) | |
| 9. | |
| (distantly) | |
| ...no, no, no, no, no, no, no... | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Sweetheart? What’s going on? | |
| But now there’s only heavy, frightening CRYING on the other | |
| end. It’s a deep, horrible cry. One of pure animal grief. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (now scared) | |
| What’s happening, baby? Please talk | |
| to me. | |
| The crying has curdled into a sustained WAIL OF ANGUISH. | |
| 7 INT. GARAGE - MINNESOTA - NIGHT 7 | |
| The house from the beginning (scene 2). | |
| Two CARS are parked. Their engines hum quietly. A | |
| FIREFIGHTER opens one car’s door and turns OFF the | |
| ignition. | |
| We now reveal that the end of a GARDENING HOSE has been | |
| taped to one car’s EXHAUST PIPE. A second hose has been | |
| taped to the other car’s exhaust pipe. Both hoses TRAIL out | |
| of the garage and INTO the house... | |
| 8 INT. HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS 8 | |
| One gardening hose leads to a BEDROOM DOOR. The door is now | |
| open, but the end of the hose has been TAPED to the | |
| bottom... | |
| 9 INT. BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS 9 | |
| The bedroom of the sleeping MAN and WOMAN (in their 60s, | |
| from the beginning). It is very clear now that they are | |
| DEAD. | |
| Two police officers survey the room. | |
| HARD CUTS to the man and woman being ZIPPED UP into body | |
| bags. | |
| 10 INT. TERRI’S BEDROOM - SAME TIME 10 | |
| 10. | |
| TERRI (24), Dani’s sister, sits on the floor of her | |
| bedroom, beside her desk. The end of the other gardening | |
| hose has been DUCT-TAPED TO HER MOUTH. A mess of vomit has | |
| dried around the edges of the hastily applied tape. | |
| On Terri’s desk: her LAPTOP. It is open to the EMAIL THREAD | |
| between her and Dani. In the bottom right corner of the | |
| screen: “3 New Messages from Dani Ardor.” | |
| 11 EXT. STREET - BROOKLYN - NIGHT 11 | |
| Dreamy snowfall in Brooklyn. | |
| Christian, bundled up in layers, RUNS down the street. He’s | |
| approaching DANI’S BUILDING, but even as he rushes, he’s | |
| not going as fast as he possibly could. There’s an | |
| ambivalence in his stride. | |
| He enters the front door of Dani’s building. | |
| 12 INT. DANI’S APARTMENT - NIGHT 12 | |
| Wide on the LIVING ROOM. We’re centered on the COUCH, where | |
| Christian sits. Dani has crumbled there, her head shaking | |
| violently against Christian’s lap as she WEEPS. Behind | |
| them: a WINDOW showcases snowfall against the dark night. | |
| Dani’s sobs are possessed of a profound despair. It’s so | |
| intense that it looks painful - dangerous even. | |
| We are pushing in on this, toward them. Christian’s eyes | |
| are wide with worry. A worry that goes beyond Dani’s well- | |
| being. | |
| He stares into space, imagining a future that he’s being | |
| chained to. He looks TRAPPED. | |
| We continue pushing toward them until we have pushed PAST | |
| them. The window behind them FILLS our frame. | |
| Through the window - HEAVY SNOW raging in a black vacuum. | |
| We hold on this as our OPENING CREDITS ROLL, accompanied by | |
| intense, groaning score. | |
| After the credits, we | |
| SLAM CUT TO: | |
| DAYLIGHT. We are still looking out the window, but it’s now | |
| late afternoon. LATE SPRING. | |
| 11. | |
| 13 INT. DANI’S BEDROOM - LATE AFTERNOON - 6 MONTHS LATER 13 | |
| Dani lies on her bed, fully clothed. Her eyes are numb as | |
| she stares at the wall. | |
| A KNOCK at the door. A well-dressed Christian pops his head | |
| in. He’s grown a beard since we last saw him. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hey babers. How we feeling? | |
| DANI | |
| (looking to him) | |
| Hey. | |
| (sitting up) | |
| I’m up. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I’m just going to that party | |
| for like 45 minutes. You | |
| should keep sleeping. | |
| DANI | |
| Oh - I’ll come with you...! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (hesitates) | |
| You sure you got enough rest? | |
| DANI | |
| I wasn’t sleeping anyway. | |
| Christian pauses briefly, as if this clashes with his | |
| plans. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay, great! Well, I was gonna | |
| leave in like three minutes, so | |
| I’ll just be at the door. | |
| DANI | |
| Okay. I’ll just get dressed. | |
| Christian nods for a little too long, then “smiles” and | |
| leaves the room. Dani rises. Stands for a moment. Heavy. | |
| 14 INT. APARTMENT - EVENING 14 | |
| A PARTY in a brownstone full of circulating twenty- | |
| somethings. | |
| 12. | |
| Dani stands with Christian, who chats with Josh, Mark | |
| (holding two beers), Pelle, and a stoned HIPSTER GUY (26). | |
| HIPSTER GUY | |
| I’m fucking dreading the summer. | |
| Stuck in Boulder while my dad | |
| watches Law & Order all day. | |
| MARK | |
| Yeah, man - I have to visit my | |
| parents in shit-ass Tucson after we | |
| all get back. | |
| Dani squints with curiosity. Christian suddenly looks | |
| nervous. | |
| HIPSTER GUY | |
| Oh - you guys are going somewhere? | |
| JOSH | |
| To Sweden! | |
| PELLE | |
| Hälsingland. | |
| MARK | |
| Mr. Pelle’s invited us for an | |
| authentic hippie midsummer at his | |
| yodeling farm. | |
| Dani has PAUSED. She hadn’t heard this before. | |
| DANI | |
| ...Oh yeah? | |
| Dani turns to Christian, who now looks semi-panicked. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I mean, yeah, we were thinking | |
| about maybe - we were talking about | |
| it. | |
| DANI | |
| For when? | |
| Dani feigns casualness as she looks inquiringly to the | |
| guys. | |
| JOSH | |
| ...Mid June to late July? | |
| MARK | |
| In two weeks. | |
| 13. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I mean, if we even go. I probably | |
| won’t. We were just talking about | |
| it. | |
| Mark, Josh and Pelle stand awkwardly, confused. Christian | |
| clearly hasn’t been honest with Dani. | |
| 15 INT. SUBWAY - MOVING - NIGHT 15 | |
| Christian and Dani ride the L train back home. | |
| Christian stands, gripping the rail. Dani sits to his side. | |
| Her eyes are BUSY with nagging, paranoid thoughts. | |
| Christian, very tense, looks down at her from the corner of | |
| his eye. | |
| Dani looks up at Christian uncertainly. Christian forces a | |
| casual “hey” smile. She “smiles” back. | |
| 16 INT. CHRISTIAN’S APARTMENT - NIGHT 16 | |
| Christian’s apartment is choked with cultural artifacts | |
| (pieces acquired in China, South America, Africa, etc.). | |
| The door opens. Christian and Dani enter. Christian goes to | |
| his laptop and turns it on. Dani stays by the door, still | |
| preoccupied. Christian looks to her. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Are you okay? | |
| Dani looks at him, hesitant to start a fight. Christian | |
| gives her an impatient look: “Yes? No?” | |
| DANI | |
| I mean - yeah. I’m okay. That was | |
| just...very weird. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (playing dumb) | |
| What was? | |
| Dani looks at him: “Seriously?” Christian widens his eyes: | |
| “What was weird?” | |
| DANI | |
| The...Sweden! I had no idea. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| 14. | |
| Well - what do you mean? I told you | |
| I wanted to go. | |
| DANI | |
| Okay, fine, but I didn’t know you | |
| were going. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Well, I just decided today. I | |
| wasn’t keeping it from you. | |
| DANI | |
| You already have a ticket! | |
| Beat. Christian now looks cornered. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (shrugs) | |
| I’m sorry. | |
| Christian looks extremely defensive. He has LOCKED DOWN. | |
| Dani sees this, gathers herself, and tries to explain: | |
| DANI | |
| It’s just -- imagine if we were at | |
| a party and someone asks "what are | |
| you doing this summer," and my | |
| friends say: "oh, we’re all going | |
| to Alaska for three months, A month | |
| and a half. we’re leaving in two | |
| weeks,” and imagine that was the | |
| first you’d ever heard of it! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (correcting) | |
| A month and a half. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay: I told you I wanted to go to | |
| Sweden. | |
| DANI | |
| You told me it would be “cool to | |
| go.” | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Yeah! And then I got the | |
| opportunity to go and I decided to | |
| do it. | |
| DANI | |
| I have no problem with you going! I | |
| just wish you'd involve me! | |
| 15. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Well, I just apologized, Dani. | |
| DANI | |
| You didn't apologize, you said - | |
| (shrugs) | |
| - "sorry." Which sounds more like | |
| "too bad." | |
| Beat. Christian’s eyes are now very cold. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Maybe I should just go home. | |
| DANI | |
| ...I’m just trying to understand. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| And I tried apologizing. | |
| DANI | |
| I don't need an apology. I just | |
| wanna talk about it. | |
| Pause. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I think I should just prob’ly go | |
| home. | |
| Dani looks helpless. | |
| DANI | |
| I'm not trying to attack you. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Well, it feels like that. | |
| DANI | |
| Well -- I’m sorry! I am sorry. I | |
| just got confused. | |
| Christian’s eyes, looking down, haven’t begun to thaw. | |
| Dani, now desperate to reverse the mood, sits on the couch. | |
| She beckons him. | |
| DANI | |
| Come on: Sit with me. I'm sorry. | |
| That just felt weird, that's all. I | |
| think going to Sweden could be | |
| really great for you. That sounds | |
| amazing. Are you going for your | |
| thesis? | |
| 16. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (quietly) | |
| I don’t know what my thesis is. | |
| DANI | |
| (brightly) | |
| I know! It could be inspiring! | |
| Right? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (still looking down) | |
| -- I think I’m just gonna leave. | |
| Dani’s eyes start to well intensely with TEARS. | |
| DANI | |
| Please. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to | |
| overreact. Please. | |
| Christian SOFTENS when he sees that she’s crying. Still | |
| distant, he sits with her. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay - shhh. It’s okay. I’m sorry, | |
| too. All right? | |
| DANI | |
| I get paranoid. I'm sorry. I'm | |
| going through all this stuff and | |
| I've been dealing with all this | |
| panic and I just - overreacted. I'm | |
| not trying to put pressure or | |
| accuse you of anything. I just got | |
| crazy for a second. I didn't mean | |
| to project. | |
| Christian strokes her hair. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| It’s okay. I’m sorry, too. It’s | |
| okay. | |
| Beat. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (uncertainly) | |
| I was gonna ask you to come with | |
| me. | |
| Pause. Dani looks at him. | |
| DANI | |
| What do you mean? | |
| 17. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| -- What I just said. | |
| DANI | |
| To Sweden? | |
| Christian nods a stiff “yes.” | |
| DANI | |
| You don’t want me to. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I just asked you. | |
| DANI | |
| After I broke down crying! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Well...you ruined the surprise. | |
| Dani searches Christian’s eyes. They aren’t especially | |
| warm. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I wanted it to be romantic. | |
| 17 INT. MARK & JOSH’S APARTMENT - DAY 17 | |
| Mark & Josh’s apartment is essentially a stoner’s den | |
| crossed with a serious anthropologist’s home. Ironic | |
| posters (a portrait of Ronald Reagan, etc.) are countered | |
| by a huge poster of James George Frazer. There are stacks | |
| of books in every corner. | |
| Christian, Mark, Pelle and Josh sit in the living room, | |
| smoking from a bong. Josh holds a book by Johannes Bureus | |
| (titled Adalruna) and Pelle is drawing in his notepad. | |
| JOSH | |
| Are the Swedes sensitive about | |
| their history of Nazi | |
| collaboration? | |
| PELLE | |
| Are you sensitive about Hiroshima? | |
| Or slavery? Or the trail of tears? | |
| JOSH | |
| (deadpan) | |
| Yes. | |
| 18. | |
| Christian looks extremely preoccupied. His foot pumps | |
| involuntarily. He receives a TEXT. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (anxiously) | |
| Hey guys, it’s Dani - she’s coming | |
| up. | |
| MARK | |
| ...Okay. | |
| JOSH | |
| (re: weed and bong) | |
| Should we clear all this? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| No no, it doesn’t matter. But uh - | |
| listen... | |
| Christian goes to buzz her in. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| ...just so you guys know: she’s not | |
| gonna actually come, but I invited | |
| her on the trip. Just to not make | |
| it weird. | |
| A moment of silence. Pelle sits especially frozen. | |
| MARK | |
| You invited her? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Yeah, but she’s not coming. | |
| JOSH | |
| She doesn’t want to? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (measuredly) | |
| No: I "invited" her and she | |
| "accepted," but she's not gonna | |
| actually come. | |
| Mark and Josh just stare at him. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| You guys know what she’s dealing | |
| with! | |
| MARK | |
| No, we know. I just didn’t realize. | |
| It’s totally fine if she joins. | |
| 19. | |
| JOSH | |
| Yeah, dude, nobody minds. | |
| A KNOCK at the door. Christian goes to answer it, but | |
| before he does, he reasserts: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay, so just: you guys told me to | |
| invite her and you know that she’s | |
| coming. Agreed? | |
| They don’t respond. Christian now OPENS the door to DANI. | |
| She enters with an almost apologetic smile on her face. | |
| DANI | |
| Hey. | |
| (to the room) | |
| Hey guys! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hi baby. | |
| JOSH/MARK/PELLE | |
| Hey! | |
| DANI | |
| How’s it going? | |
| MARK | |
| Just chillin’. | |
| DANI | |
| Nice. | |
| A brief, awkward pause. | |
| JOSH | |
| So, Sweden--! | |
| DANI | |
| Yeah! | |
| PELLE | |
| You’re coming, right? | |
| DANI | |
| I think so--! If it’s not | |
| completely destroying your guys’ | |
| male bonding plans. | |
| MARK/JOSH/PELLE | |
| Nope. / Not at all. | |
| 20. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Oh, shut the fuck up. | |
| Dani smiles bashfully. Mark abruptly addresses Christian: | |
| MARK | |
| Hey man, can I get you to look at | |
| that paragraph real quick? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (confused pause) | |
| Sure. Yeah. Okay. | |
| (to Dani) | |
| Right back. | |
| Christian kisses Dani, and leaves the room with Mark. Dani | |
| looks to the ROOM. Josh has returned to his book. Pelle, | |
| alone on the couch, warmly gestures for Dani to join him. | |
| She obliges. | |
| DANI | |
| Hey Pelle. | |
| PELLE | |
| Hi Dani. | |
| She notices that Pelle has been composing a DRAWING in his | |
| notepad. It’s a drawing of the room. | |
| DANI | |
| Ooh, that’s a nice drawing. | |
| PELLE | |
| Oh, thanks, yeah, I’m trying to be | |
| a naturalist. | |
| Pelle closes the drawing pad. Gives Dani his full | |
| attention. | |
| DANI | |
| How’ve you been? | |
| PELLE | |
| Pretty good! Survived finals. You? | |
| DANI | |
| Uh, well - didn’t quite finish! But | |
| they’re giving me a break this | |
| year... | |
| PELLE | |
| (realizing) | |
| Oh, right. God. Of course. | |
| 21. | |
| Dani makes an embarrassed “bleh” face. | |
| DANI | |
| How did you like the anthropology | |
| department? | |
| PELLE | |
| It’s good! I just can’t seem to | |
| choose if I hate academia or not. | |
| Unlike this one. | |
| (”this one” being Josh) | |
| You’re doing psychiatry? | |
| DANI | |
| Psychology. Yeah. That’s how you | |
| know I’m nuts. | |
| PELLE | |
| Also that funny look in your eye. | |
| Dani LAUGHS, a bit unnaturally. An awkward moment. | |
| PELLE | |
| So! You’re coming to Hälsingland! | |
| DANI | |
| Yeah! I can’t wait. Christian says | |
| you’ve got a special thing in the | |
| woods planned? | |
| PELLE | |
| Oh yeah - a sort of crazy, nine-day | |
| festival we’re doing... | |
| DANI | |
| Do you do that every midsummer? | |
| PELLE | |
| Uh - well...not quite like this | |
| one. | |
| DANI | |
| (mock-scandalized) | |
| Ooh. What makes this guy different? | |
| PELLE | |
| Well, “this guy” happens only once | |
| every ninety years. So it’ll be a | |
| first and a last for everybody. | |
| Pelle raises his eyebrows, mock-menacing. | |
| DANI | |
| 22. | |
| ...Christian says you’re from a | |
| really small community? | |
| PELLE | |
| Oh yes - tiny. Very sort of... | |
| (”what’s the word?”) | |
| Incestuous? Incestual? | |
| DANI | |
| Depends on which of those you mean. | |
| PELLE | |
| Oh - ha! No: we’re just very | |
| secluded... | |
| Pelle pulls up a PHOTO on his phone. Shows it to Dani. It | |
| features a lush, impossibly green field. Young men and | |
| women stand about - all dressed like hippies in white. | |
| DANI | |
| Oh wow! Flower children. | |
| PELLE | |
| Big time! We do our own | |
| thing, love our astrology... | |
| DANI | |
| What’s your sign? | |
| PELLE | |
| Taurus! You? | |
| DANI | |
| Cancer! | |
| PELLE | |
| Ooh, yes, I do see that. Your | |
| birthday? | |
| DANI | |
| July seven. | |
| Pelle makes an “Ah” face. A thoughtful pause before he | |
| asserts: | |
| PELLE | |
| You know, I think it’s actually | |
| very good you’re coming. | |
| DANI | |
| Oh yeah? For who? | |
| PELLE | |
| 23. | |
| For you! And for my family. I think | |
| you’ll be very... | |
| Pelle weaves his fingers together, signifying a tight-knit | |
| connection. Dani smiles. Pelle PAUSES again, and his tone | |
| now CHANGES. He leans forward, sensitively: | |
| PELLE | |
| You know...I never had the chance | |
| to tell you, but I was really so | |
| very sorry to hear about - your | |
| loss... | |
| DANI | |
| Oh...! | |
| PELLE | |
| ...and what happened. I can’t even | |
| fathom. I mean, I lost my parents, | |
| too, so I have some idea, but... | |
| Dani looks cornered. TEARS have welled up in her eyes. | |
| PELLE | |
| Oh, no. Sorry to bring it up! | |
| DANI | |
| No, I mean - thank you. I just... | |
| I'm sorry. | |
| (stands up suddenly) | |
| I'll be right back. Bathroom. Thank | |
| you. | |
| Dani rushes off. Pelle watches her with blank eyes. | |
| Dani, stifling tears, enters the BATHROOM. | |
| 18 INT. AIRPLANE LAVATORY - IN FLIGHT - DAY - 2 WEEKS LATER 18 | |
| Dani has entered an airplane’s lavatory, stifling an | |
| oncoming deluge. After shutting the door behind her, she | |
| BREAKS DOWN in a fit of violent SOBS. | |
| 19 INT. AIRPLANE - IN FLIGHT - MINUTES LATER 19 | |
| We are WIDE, looking down the length of the plane. We track | |
| forward, drifting over the heads of passengers. | |
| In the b.g., Dani exits the lavatory and returns to her | |
| seat. Christian is seated beside her at the window. We have | |
| arrived at a PROFILE CU of them (the window in the b.g.). | |
| 24. | |
| Christian takes Dani’s hand and smiles at her. It’s clear | |
| she’s been crying, but she hides it behind a determinedly | |
| casual “all is well” expression. | |
| Christian goes along with the pretending, and looks out the | |
| WINDOW. We have begun a slow ZOOM past them, toward the | |
| window. The window soon FILLS the frame. We are flying over | |
| beautiful terrain. We have entered SWEDEN. | |
| 20 INT. STOCKHOLM AIRPORT - DAY 20 | |
| Dani, Christian, Josh, Mark and Pelle stand at a CUSTOMS | |
| DESK. | |
| A CUSTOMS OFFICER looks over their passports. | |
| CUSTOMS OFFICER | |
| Purpose of your trip? | |
| PELLE | |
| Visiting my home in Hälsingland. | |
| CUSTOMS OFFICER | |
| All of you? | |
| They all say “yes.” Christian, meanwhile, is desperately | |
| searching his backpack for his passport. | |
| The Customs Officer scrutinizes Dani’s passport. | |
| CUSTOMS OFFICER | |
| Happy birthday tomorrow. | |
| DANI | |
| Oh - thank you. | |
| Christian, distracted from that, FINDS his passport. | |
| 21 INT. RENTAL MINIVAN - MOVING - DAY 21 | |
| Our group, now in a rental minivan, drives through | |
| Stockholm traffic. Pelle is at the wheel. | |
| Mark sits passenger, holding a film theory book. In the | |
| back: Dani, Christian and Josh. Josh is reading the Poetic | |
| Edda. | |
| They pass a group of BEAUTIFUL BLONDE WOMEN. | |
| MARK | |
| 25. | |
| (to Christian) | |
| Oh my God, dude, the women here...! | |
| Christian, aware of Dani, gives a self-conscious half-nod. | |
| Dani happily pretends to ignore this. | |
| MARK | |
| What is it that makes them hotter? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| The Vikings grabbed all the best | |
| ones and dragged them over. | |
| JOSH | |
| Makes a pretty good case for rape, | |
| from a nationalist point of view. | |
| Dani WINCES at that one. They have now pulled onto the | |
| FREEWAY - leaving Stockholm. | |
| DANI | |
| How far are we driving? | |
| PELLE | |
| Four hours, about. | |
| MARK | |
| (exasperated) | |
| Oh my God. | |
| Dani notices a book on Josh’s lap: The Secret Nazi Language | |
| of the Uthark. Its cover is a runic pattern. | |
| DANI | |
| Why are you reading that? | |
| JOSH | |
| Ha. Ask Pelle. | |
| PELLE | |
| (accepting the cue) | |
| We’re taught the runic alphabet in | |
| my village. Josh just carries that | |
| around to annoy me. | |
| DANI | |
| (to Josh) | |
| What are you doing your thesis on, | |
| again? | |
| JOSH | |
| 26. | |
| Uhhhh - Well! My focus is actually | |
| on European midsummer traditions. | |
| Which was actually sorta the | |
| impetus behind this whole trip. | |
| DANI | |
| (to Christian) | |
| That’s similar to what you’re | |
| thinking of doing - right, baby? | |
| For your thesis? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (tensely) | |
| Well, I don’t know quite what I’m | |
| doing. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (As you know.) | |
| But I’m thinking about rooting it | |
| in something Scandinavian. | |
| DANI | |
| See that, Pelle? You’ve managed to | |
| brainwash all your friends. | |
| PELLE | |
| Josh was already brainwashed when I | |
| found him. | |
| JOSH | |
| (re: Pelle’s | |
| acknowledgement) | |
| Thank you. | |
| DISSOLVE TO: | |
| TWO HOURS LATER | |
| Pelle is still driving. Everyone is silent and zoning out | |
| as the radio plays an old Swedish folk tune. | |
| Mark suddenly notices a DEAD BOAR on the side of the road. | |
| MARK | |
| That’s the second of those I’ve | |
| seen. | |
| PELLE | |
| Yeah, they’re a huge problem out | |
| here. Everybody hunts them. | |
| MARK | |
| You ever gone boar huntin’? | |
| 27. | |
| PELLE | |
| Yep! | |
| MARK | |
| Is it fun? | |
| PELLE | |
| ...It’s cathartic and then it’s | |
| sad. | |
| Beat. They drive past another dead boar, also in a field. | |
| JOSH | |
| They’re allowed to just leave them? | |
| Mark alights on something ahead. | |
| MARK | |
| ...the fuck? | |
| Everyone looks up. In the distance, about 300 feet off the | |
| road, is an OAK TREE with SEVERAL BOAR CARCASSES HANGING | |
| FROM ITS BRANCHES. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What is that? | |
| DANI | |
| Oh my God. | |
| JOSH | |
| Wait: slow down. Can you pull over | |
| to it? | |
| DANI | |
| Why?? | |
| JOSH | |
| Please, Pelle. | |
| Pelle reluctantly slows down. He veers off the road and | |
| idles to a STOP beside the tree. Josh marvels at it. | |
| 22 EXT. ROAD - CONTINUOUS 22 | |
| The back door opens and Josh emerges from the car. Everyone | |
| else filters out behind him. | |
| Josh approaches the tree, stunned. A cacophony of buzzing | |
| FLIES. | |
| 28. | |
| JOSH | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| Do you know what this is? | |
| PELLE | |
| No idea. | |
| Josh has pulled out his CELL PHONE. He starts to take | |
| photographs of the tree from every possible angle. | |
| DANI | |
| This is horrible. | |
| MARK | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| Is this how you people hunt out | |
| here? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| It looks almost ritualistic. | |
| JOSH | |
| It looks absolutely ritualistic! | |
| (takes more photos) | |
| This is fucking amazing. | |
| Dani looks extremely disturbed. She swipes away flies. | |
| Christian pulls out his phone to take a single wide shot of | |
| the tree. | |
| PELLE | |
| Okay, let’s go. We still have a lot | |
| of driving. | |
| DANI | |
| Fantastic. Thank you. | |
| Everyone returns to the car. Except for Josh, who continues | |
| his ecstatic photo-taking. | |
| 23 INT. RENTAL MINIVAN - MOVING - DAY 23 | |
| Pelle is still driving. Christian sleeps in the back. | |
| Everyone looks notably more tired. It’s been a long drive. | |
| They pass a sign announcing (in Swedish) that they have | |
| arrived in Hälsingland. | |
| PELLE | |
| Entering Hälsingland! | |
| Everyone looks up. | |
| 29. | |
| MARK | |
| Are we getting high right when we | |
| get there? | |
| TEN MINUTES LATER | |
| Pelle idles up to a LARGE GRASSY MEADOW. It’s lush, | |
| impossibly green - magical. About fifty YOUNG PEOPLE (teens | |
| to twenties) lounge about. Tents and camping equipment | |
| abound. Many of the women are dressed in traditional white | |
| dresses and don floral garland crowns. Some of the men look | |
| like 19th century farmers. | |
| PELLE | |
| Look, guys! New friends. | |
| Pelle parks the minivan in the field. | |
| 24 EXT. MEADOW - CONTINUOUS 24 | |
| They all emerge, yawning and stretching. Dani is | |
| mesmerized. Pelle WAVES to a bunch of people on the grass. | |
| They clearly know each other well. Pelle gestures for our | |
| group to follow him as he approaches a crowd of GIRLS. | |
| GIRLS | |
| Pelle!! | |
| We cut WIDE as Pelle happily introduces everyone. | |
| Then, across the field, a Chubby Blonde Guy (25) calls out | |
| to Pelle. This is INGEMAR. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Holy shit! Pelle!! | |
| Pelle turns to Ingemar. His face LIGHTS UP, and he runs | |
| over to him. Dani, Christian, Mark and Josh follow. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Happy St. John’s! | |
| Pelle laughs. They hug. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Christ - you’re so skinny! Where’d | |
| the rest of you go? | |
| PELLE | |
| 30. | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Looks like you got it. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| What the fuck? I look fatter? | |
| PELLE | |
| Here: English. These are my great | |
| friends - Josh, Christian, Mark, | |
| Dani: meet my brother Ingemar. Best | |
| friend since we were babies. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| (recounting) | |
| Josh, Christian, Mark...Dani? | |
| (confirmed) | |
| Awesome! And say hello to my | |
| friends, Simon and Connie from | |
| London. | |
| He gestures to an attractive British couple, CONNIE (24, | |
| skinny) and SIMON (26, spectacled, tattooed). | |
| INGEMAR | |
| Simon and Connie, this is Pelle | |
| and...all the names I just | |
| remembered two seconds ago. | |
| SIMON | |
| Hey. | |
| CONNIE | |
| Hello. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| Perfect timing, by the way: | |
| Ingemar pulls out a bag of MAGIC MUSHROOMS. Hands them to | |
| Pelle. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| We just took these five minutes | |
| ago. Haven’t even started coming up | |
| yet. | |
| MARK | |
| (overjoyed) | |
| Ohhh shit. | |
| Mark grabs the bag from Pelle and studies the contents. | |
| PELLE | |
| 31. | |
| MARK | |
| (to the group) | |
| Do you guys wanna take it now? Or | |
| should we settle in first? | |
| Fuck it. Let’s just take ‘em. | |
| DANI | |
| (to Christian) | |
| I think I might need to find my | |
| footing first. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Yeah. Of course. | |
| (quietly) | |
| And you know you don’t need to take | |
| them. If you’re feeling unsure. | |
| DANI | |
| No, I just need to get settled. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay. Well. I’ll wait for you. | |
| DANI | |
| No - go ahead! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| No, I’ll wait. We’ll come up | |
| together. | |
| Josh and Mark and Pelle have pulled their mushrooms from | |
| the bag. They look to Christian, ready to go. | |
| PELLE | |
| Ready? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I’m waiting for Dani. You guys go | |
| on. | |
| MARK | |
| Dude. We can’t come up at different | |
| times. They’ll be totally separate | |
| trips. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Then you can wait for us. | |
| Mark looks frustrated - angry even. | |
| DANI | |
| 32. | |
| You know what? That’s okay. I’m | |
| ready. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Baby. Don’t feel rushed. | |
| DANI | |
| I don’t. I’m ready. | |
| MARK | |
| (false concern) | |
| You sure? | |
| DANI | |
| (bluntly) | |
| Yeah, Mark, thanks. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| They made mushroom tea if you | |
| prefer against the taste. | |
| DANI | |
| (considers) | |
| Okay. Yeah. I’ll have that. Thank | |
| you - Ingmar? | |
| Ingemar smiles confirmation and goes to fetch her a mug of | |
| tea. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Don’t let Mark pressure you. Of all | |
| people. | |
| DANI | |
| He’s not. It’ll get too complicated | |
| otherwise. It’s fine. | |
| Ingemar hands Dani her TEA. | |
| PELLE | |
| (to Dani) | |
| Ready? | |
| Dani, now holding the tea, nods yes. | |
| PELLE | |
| Okay. Here we go. Think happy | |
| thoughts! | |
| They eat their shrooms. Dani hesitates before SIPPING the | |
| tea. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| 33. | |
| You okay? | |
| DANI | |
| Yeah. It’s good. I’m excited. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (still concerned) | |
| Cool. Me too. | |
| MINUTES LATER | |
| Dani sits on the grass with Christian and Pelle. Mark is | |
| off to the side, stabbing at an ANT COLONY with a stick. | |
| Josh paces nearby. His stomach TURNS audibly. | |
| JOSH | |
| Uggghhh, I really don’t feel good. | |
| Josh hunches over to RETCH. | |
| MARK | |
| Don’t puke, dude. Keep it down. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (to Dani) | |
| How are you feeling? | |
| DANI | |
| A little like I have food | |
| poisoning. | |
| PELLE | |
| Technically you do. It’ll go away | |
| soon. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| And you can throw it up if you need | |
| to. | |
| JUMP CUT to Dani VOMITING into a bush. Christian stands | |
| near her. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| That’s good, baby. It’s okay. Throw | |
| it up. | |
| Dani rises to take a breath. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Does that feel better? | |
| PELLE | |
| 34. | |
| Don’t worry - you had it down long | |
| enough. You’re still gonna trip. | |
| MINUTES LATER | |
| The group sits on the grass together. The sun is still | |
| shining. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What time is it? | |
| PELLE | |
| Ten at night. | |
| Mark sits up, alarmed. | |
| MARK | |
| What do you mean?! | |
| PELLE | |
| What do you mean? | |
| MARK | |
| That doesn’t feel right. | |
| PELLE | |
| Why? It’s the midnight sun. | |
| MARK | |
| It doesn’t feel like ten. I don’t | |
| like that! It feels wrong. | |
| A YOUNG MAN approaches. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Oh fuck. It’s a new person. | |
| MARK | |
| What? I don’t want new people. | |
| PELLE | |
| No - new people are good! | |
| The Young Man walks past. | |
| YOUNG MAN | |
| Hey hey! | |
| The group mumbles hello. | |
| MARK | |
| I wanna lay down. | |
| 35. | |
| Mark lies down. | |
| MARK | |
| Oh my God. Lay down. Guys. It’s so | |
| nice. | |
| Everyone lies down. Except for Josh. For the rest of the | |
| scene, our focus is on DANI - even as everyone else speaks. | |
| MARK | |
| Lie down, Josh. | |
| Josh doesn’t. Stubborn. | |
| PELLE | |
| Can you feel the energy come up | |
| from the earth? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Yeah, like a - pulsing. Oh my God, | |
| they are. And the grass! | |
| PELLE | |
| And so are the trees. They’re | |
| breathing. | |
| The trees do seem to be breathing - visibly swelling and | |
| deflating with psychedelic life. They LOOM IMPOSINGLY over | |
| Dani. They GROAN in the wind, their branches leaning | |
| (almost reaching) down. | |
| Pelle, marveling at his surroundings, sits up: | |
| PELLE | |
| Nature just knows instinctually how | |
| to stay in harmony! It’s | |
| mechanical. Everything doing its | |
| part. | |
| MARK | |
| (emotional) | |
| You guys are my family. | |
| The word “family” HITS Dani. | |
| MARK | |
| I really mean that. You’re like my | |
| real actual Family. | |
| Dani SITS UP, suddenly overwhelmed. Christian looks to her. | |
| She looks to him. He SMILES, but there’s something false | |
| about it. | |
| 36. | |
| Dani looks SCARED now. This scares Christian. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Dani? Don’t look like that. | |
| Dani STANDS, panic mounting. Her eyes look crazed. | |
| DANI | |
| I’m sorry. I’m gonna walk. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I can walk, too. | |
| DANI | |
| No no. Sorry. I’m gonna... | |
| Dani starts to walk off, a terrible feeling rising in her. | |
| JOSH | |
| Is she mad at us? | |
| MARK | |
| I don’t like how she did that. | |
| Dani continues to walk. She’s starting to think very bad | |
| thoughts. | |
| DANI | |
| (to herself) | |
| No, that’s not good. No. No. | |
| She then stumbles onto a group of TEENAGERS - all wearing | |
| flower garlands. They sit in a circle, passing around a | |
| homemade POTION of some sort. They all look at Dani and | |
| then BURST OUT LAUGHING. | |
| Dani turns stiffly around, tears welling. | |
| DANI | |
| No, no, no, no -- | |
| Dani tensely speed-walks away. Her surroundings are | |
| THROBBING visibly (and more intensely than before). | |
| INGEMAR calls out to Dani. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| Hey! Dani! | |
| Dani freezes. Terrified, she looks in his direction. He | |
| waves her over. He’s sitting with a group of happy twenty- | |
| somethings. | |
| 37. | |
| Dani warily approaches. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| How are you feeling? Everyone: this | |
| is Pelle’s friend, Dani. | |
| Everyone says hi. | |
| DANI | |
| They were laughing at me over | |
| there. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| What? No, I’m sure they weren’t. | |
| They probably just wanted you to | |
| laugh with them. | |
| But Ingemar’s face was MUTATING as he said that. | |
| DANI | |
| (terrified, forcing a | |
| smile) | |
| Okay. Sorry. Never mind. Thank you. | |
| Dani turns around and walks stiffly off. | |
| DANI | |
| (trying to turn it | |
| around) | |
| It’s okay. It’s not that. You’re | |
| okay. It’s drugs. | |
| She continues toward a sturdy wooden OUTHOUSE. She hastily | |
| enters. | |
| 25 INT. OUTHOUSE - CONTINUOUS 25 | |
| The interior of the outhouse is illuminated by CANDLE- | |
| LIGHT. | |
| It’s very clean. Dani stands here for a moment. | |
| DANI | |
| This is a coffin. | |
| (immediately reprimanding | |
| herself) | |
| Hey! No it’s not. | |
| Dani sees a MIRROR on the wall. She looks at it. Hard. | |
| DANI | |
| Fuck you. Stop it. | |
| 38. | |
| Suddenly her skin seems to take on a translucent quality. | |
| Her veins become faintly visible. Beneath her cheeks, it | |
| looks like organic gears are turning. | |
| DANI SQUEEZES HER EYES SHUT. She takes a moment, trying to | |
| will that vision away. | |
| DANI | |
| Don’t look in the mirror. It’s not | |
| your face. | |
| (saying that again, under | |
| scrutiny) | |
| “It’s not your face.” | |
| After a long moment, Dani OPENS her eyes again. When they | |
| open, TEN ADDITIONAL EYES open simultaneously - all over | |
| her face. Like spider eyes. | |
| Dani SCREAMS and FLEES the outhouse... | |
| 26 EXT. OUTHOUSE - CONTINUOUS 26 | |
| Dani runs frantically across the field, desperately wiping | |
| off her face (as if to wipe off the extra eyes). We CHASE | |
| AFTER HER before CUTTING TO: | |
| 27 EXT. FIELD - SAME TIME 27 | |
| Christian, Josh, Mark and Pelle are still lying in the same | |
| spot. They’ve hit the peak of their trip. Twilight is | |
| coming. | |
| In the b.g., a group has finished setting up LARGE | |
| SPEAKERS. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Where did she go? MARK | |
| MARK | |
| It’s okay. | |
| JOSH | |
| (looking at his hands) | |
| Why the fuck do we have | |
| fingerprints? | |
| Christian STANDS, panic starting to build. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Dani’s gone. We need to find Dani. | |
| 39. | |
| JOSH | |
| I don’t feel like standing. | |
| MARK | |
| Yeah - I don’t wanna move. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hey! Dani’s our friend! | |
| MARK | |
| She isn’t all of our friend. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What? Yes she is. That’s not nice! | |
| Why aren’t you ever nice?! You’re | |
| being mean! | |
| MARK | |
| (scared by this) | |
| What? I am nice. | |
| (tearing up) | |
| I’m not being mean! | |
| Droning techno begins to THROB from the speakers in the | |
| b.g. With every bass punch, the surrounding environment | |
| THUMPS visibly. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Dani’s our friend. And she’s sad. | |
| MARK | |
| But that makes me sad! | |
| (suddenly angry) | |
| And she’s NOT our friend! She’s | |
| barely YOUR friend! You only | |
| invited her because you’re too | |
| scared to be honest with her! | |
| Christian pauses, FURIOUS, and then: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Her family is dead, Mark! Do you | |
| get that? They all died! | |
| MARK | |
| (suddenly terrified) | |
| Why are you saying that? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Because they are! They’re dead! | |
| MARK | |
| Why??? | |
| 40. | |
| JOSH | |
| (insistent) | |
| HEY! NO! We need to connect back to | |
| the good things! This is getting | |
| bad! Everything’s alive right now. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| But that’s just so it can die | |
| later. | |
| MARK | |
| (getting sucked into | |
| darkness) | |
| Oh God...! | |
| Silence. Everyone looks at Pelle, catching up to what he | |
| just said. Christian STOMPS OFF. | |
| MARK | |
| Wait! Christian! We need to stay | |
| together! | |
| 28 EXT. WOODS - SAME TIME 28 | |
| Dani paces in the woods. Muffled techno drones in the | |
| distance. | |
| DANI | |
| Hello?!... HELLO??!! | |
| (redirecting her | |
| thoughts) | |
| It’s almost your birthday. Fuck. | |
| DANI | |
| What time is it? | |
| (then, PAUSES) | |
| You were almost born... You’re a | |
| baby. | |
| This gets to Dani. She now looks around the woods, | |
| fearfully. Like a lost child. | |
| DANI | |
| MOMMY?!... DADDY?!... | |
| (silently to herself) | |
| Mommy daddy mommy daddy... | |
| (panicked now) | |
| CHRISTIAN?! | |
| No answer. | |
| 41. | |
| DANI | |
| No...no.... You’re alone. | |
| Then it HITS Dani. Her eyes well intensely with tears. This | |
| idea is now horribly significant. | |
| DANI | |
| (a revelation) | |
| You’re alone. | |
| Dani sees a DEAD RABBIT. Its innards are splayed. | |
| Dani warily approaches. Magnetized but repulsed. As she | |
| nears, the FEAR rises in her. She gets close enough to | |
| finally see... The rabbit is being devoured by ANTS. | |
| Dani looks mortified, but her eyes are glued. She LEANS IN | |
| to look closer, but then -- she sees ANTS on her arm. | |
| (Whether they’re there or not is unclear.) | |
| Dani SCREAMS. She violently SLAPS at her arm. She then | |
| swipes at her other arm, and starts slapping at her NECK | |
| and FACE, as if she were engulfed in ants. (She’s not.) | |
| Dani looks down. The earth seems to now be a PULSATING | |
| CARPET OF ANTS. | |
| Dani SCREAMS and RUNS for her life. As she sprints: | |
| CHRISTIAN (O.S.) | |
| Dani! | |
| Dani FREEZES, eyes crazed. | |
| DANI | |
| ...Christian?! | |
| CHRISTIAN (O.S.) | |
| Dani!! | |
| Dani searches desperately for his voice. She FINDS him | |
| standing at a CLEARING. She runs for him, crying. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Where the hell did you go?! | |
| They EMBRACE. She hugs him. SQUEEZES him. | |
| DANI | |
| I got lost. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| 42. | |
| Let’s go back to the group. | |
| DANI | |
| (still squeezing) | |
| Christian. Nothing means anything. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What? | |
| DANI | |
| (looking at him) | |
| Nothing means anything! We’re just | |
| alone. | |
| (tearing up) | |
| And I felt this presence - like God | |
| but not God - and it was telling me | |
| this and it was laughing at me. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| You heard laughing? | |
| DANI | |
| I felt it laughing! I figured it | |
| out, that nothing means anything | |
| and we’re born alone and we die | |
| alone, and it was getting pleasure | |
| from that. | |
| Christian is getting SCARED. He takes Dani’s ARM - | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay: no. We’re going back to the | |
| friends. | |
| - and starts leading her away. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| You’re having a bad trip, and | |
| you’re thinking you’re alone | |
| because you went off and you made | |
| yourself alone. You just got | |
| scared. | |
| He’s now PULLING Dani, aggressively. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (not even looking at her) | |
| You have me. Everything’s | |
| connected. We’re all one. Those are | |
| the good things you’re supposed to | |
| think about when you trip. We’re | |
| all unified. Fuck. | |
| 43. | |
| Christian has been leading her out of the woods. They | |
| emerge onto the FIELD, where the droning techno is now very | |
| present (and making the visible surroundings THROB to its | |
| beat). | |
| We track alongside Dani and Christian as they walk uneasily | |
| through the grass - past groups of happy, tripping | |
| strangers. | |
| Christian’s eyes are glued tensely to the ground, combating | |
| dark thoughts. Dani looks less frightened now than | |
| disconnected. | |
| They arrive at Josh, Mark and Pelle, who are now | |
| accompanied by CONNIE, SIMON, INGEMAR and a BLONDE SWEDISH | |
| GUY (20s). | |
| BLONDE SWEDISH GUY | |
| Hey hey! | |
| MARK | |
| Where were you? | |
| PELLE | |
| How are you, Dani? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (insistent) | |
| We’re fine. She’s fine. Just took a | |
| little walk. | |
| CONNIE | |
| (very high) | |
| Are you feeling it?! | |
| DANI | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| I wanna sleep. How can I sleep? | |
| HOURS LATER | |
| CLOSE-UP OF DANI’S SLEEPING FACE. | |
| In the distance: a faint, barely discernible melody. It | |
| sounds like a flute. | |
| A HAND reaches into frame to nudge Dani. She stirs awake. | |
| CHRISTIAN (O.C.) | |
| It’s time to get up. | |
| DANI | |
| ...how long was I asleep? | |
| 44. | |
| Dani sits up. It’s still BRIGHT outside. The visual | |
| surroundings are no longer morphing. Mark and Pelle and | |
| Josh are standing. Christian is crouched beside her. | |
| DANI | |
| Did it get dark at all? | |
| PELLE | |
| For a couple hours. Not completely. | |
| Then something occurs to Dani: | |
| DANI | |
| Is it tomorrow? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| ...It’s today. | |
| Dani looks at Christian, whose expression is blank. She | |
| SINKS with quiet disappointment. (He forgot her birthday.) | |
| Christian helps Dani up. She wobbles. | |
| DANI | |
| Where are we going? | |
| PELLE | |
| Where we came for. | |
| 29 EXT. WOODS - DAY 29 | |
| Everyone from the meadow CRUNCHES through the woods. Our | |
| group is at the end of the queue (carrying their bags). As | |
| they walk, the MELODY is growing clearer and louder. It’s a | |
| happy tune. | |
| The group’s footing is unsteady. Dani, especially, keeps | |
| stumbling over her own feet. She grips Christian’s wrist. | |
| MARK | |
| The come-down on these mushrooms is | |
| really intense. | |
| Dani notices a few disparate FLOWERS sprouting up from the | |
| ground. As she walks, the flowers continue to accumulate. | |
| Soon she’s walking down a controlled, narrow TRAIL of wild | |
| yellow flowers - all leading toward a CLEARING. | |
| MARK | |
| Okay: am I still tripping or is | |
| there a lot that people aren’t | |
| acknowledging right now? | |
| 45. | |
| The group finally arrives at the clearing. It opens to | |
| another FIELD, beyond which is a SMALL VILLAGE. The melody | |
| is being played by a floutist, a fiddler and a key harpist. | |
| The scene is UTOPIC. | |
| JOSH | |
| (mesmerized) | |
| This is the place? | |
| PELLE | |
| (slightly tongue-in- | |
| cheek) | |
| The tranquil and majestic Hårga. | |
| They continue toward it, approaching a Hälsingegård (a | |
| farm). | |
| About a HUNDRED PEOPLE stand on the grass, waiting. They | |
| are dressed like Amish people, but less formal. They appear | |
| to be a WELCOMING COMMITTEE. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| You know all these people? | |
| PELLE | |
| These are my family! | |
| 30 EXT. HÅRGA FARMSTEAD - CONTINUOUS 30 | |
| They arrive at the FARMSTEAD. At the center is one | |
| particularly LARGE building in the shape of a barn; this is | |
| the MAIN HOUSE. | |
| Surrounding this are several houses, a horse stable, a | |
| temple, and different gardens. The windows and doorways are | |
| all adorned in ST. JOHN’S WORT (flowers with bright yellow | |
| petals and golden stamens). Beyond the farmstead are vast | |
| fields of CROPS. | |
| Most of the arriving crowd is embraced ecstatically by the | |
| welcoming committee. They hug and kiss and squeal with | |
| excitement. It appears to be something of a REUNION. Pelle, | |
| in particular, is bombarded with affection. | |
| Josh, Mark, Christian and Dani stand awkwardly through | |
| this. | |
| 46. | |
| Josh and Christian notice a towering MAYPOLE. Immense in | |
| height and width, it is entangled in lush green shrubbery | |
| and marked by a wealth of symbols (some runic, some more | |
| esoteric, all colorful). At the top of the pole is a | |
| TRIANGLE, beneath which hang two RINGS. | |
| Pelle brings a beautiful, blonde woman over to the group. | |
| This is DAGNY (25). She wears a white dress with intricate | |
| embroidery (featuring a pentagon and distinct Pagan runes). | |
| PELLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Dagny - this is Dani, Christian, | |
| Josh, Mark. | |
| (in English, to the guys) | |
| This is my sister Dagny. Born on | |
| the same exact week as me. | |
| DAGNY | |
| Välkommen till Hårga! | |
| DANI | |
| (attempting Swedish) | |
| Tack! | |
| JOSH/CHRISTIAN | |
| Thank you! | |
| Dagny smiles and walks off. | |
| An older man, ODD (50s), approaches. He is wearing a dress. | |
| Pelle lights up at the sight of him. | |
| PELLE | |
| Father Odd! | |
| ODD | |
| Little Pelle! | |
| They embrace. There is a moment where they rest their | |
| foreheads together. (Note: throughout the film, the Hårgas | |
| will communicate little things through subtly modulated | |
| expressions and gestures. These are their AFFECTS, a | |
| language known only to them.) | |
| ODD | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| How is the pilgrimage? | |
| PELLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Wonderful. Amazing. | |
| 47. | |
| (in English) | |
| These are my friends - Christian, | |
| Mark, Josh, Dani... | |
| Odd shakes their hands as Pelle introduces them. | |
| ODD | |
| Hello, hello...yes, hello, welcome. | |
| (to Dani) | |
| Welcome home! | |
| He HUGS Dani. | |
| DANI | |
| (amused, but slightly | |
| weirded out) | |
| Thank you. | |
| ODD | |
| We are very happy to have you! | |
| Pelle has an immaculate sense for | |
| people. | |
| Pelle smiles. | |
| DANI | |
| I love what you’re wearing. | |
| ODD | |
| Oh - my frock? Quite girly, no? Ha! | |
| (explains) | |
| ODD | |
| We do this as a tribute: Because of | |
| nature’s, em, hermaphrodite-ick - | |
| sorry - her-ma-phro-DI-TIC | |
| qualities - | |
| (sighs relief at getting | |
| the word out) | |
| - the men do like women and visa | |
| versa. | |
| JOSH | |
| Like the cult of Aphroditus! | |
| (then, remembering) | |
| I think the sakhis saints do the | |
| same thing, too - in Brajbhoomi? | |
| If Odd is annoyed by this, he hides it well. He shines a | |
| tight-lipped SMILE at Josh. | |
| ODD | |
| 48. | |
| So! We’re your hosts! Yes? So | |
| whatever you need, you tell us and | |
| we’ll do everything to accommodate! | |
| Today is all festivities, yet | |
| tomorrow the official ceremonies | |
| begin. So have yourselfs ready! | |
| It’s a sincere pleasure to have | |
| you, and you are Welcome-Welcome- | |
| Welcome. So enjoy! | |
| They all say thanks and Odd walks happily away. | |
| MARK | |
| Nice guy. | |
| The music suddenly gets LOUDER. Percussion is introduced, | |
| and the music swells to become a regal melody. | |
| Everyone’s attention moves to TEN GIRLS (different ages - | |
| from 7 to 13), all dressed in identical white dresses. They | |
| hold FLORAL GARLAND CROWNS (made of mugwort and vervain) | |
| and sprigs of LARKSPUR. They are walking single-file | |
| towards a PLATFORM... | |
| Sitting on the platform are TEN OLD MEN AND WOMEN (60s to | |
| early 70s). These are the ELDERS. They wear severe or | |
| neutral expressions, and are dressed in finely embroidered | |
| linen. | |
| The girls march onto the platform. They each stop before | |
| one of the seated elders. Upon a cue, they simultaneously | |
| lay the crowns onto the elders’ heads. They then hand the | |
| elders the larkspur sprigs. After this, the girls return | |
| bashfully to the crowd. | |
| One of the elders - a sturdy old woman (70) - rises to | |
| address the crowd. The music drops out. She is beautiful, | |
| composed, elegant. This is SIV, the matriarch. | |
| SIV | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Happy midsummer, all! | |
| As she speaks, several children - all wearing outfits to | |
| distinguish them as waiters - pass out shot glasses of | |
| AQUAVIT. | |
| SIV | |
| å | |
| 49. | |
| Ni är så oerhört välkomna hit. Till | |
| oss. Vi vill att ni är med och | |
| firar Midsommar med oss. Ni får | |
| boende, mat och vara en del av det | |
| som är den största festen här hos | |
| oss i Hårga. Faktiskt den största | |
| på nästan hundra år. | |
| She notices the non-Swedish speakers. | |
| SIV | |
| Forgive me - I’m excluding the ones | |
| who aren’t of Swedish tongue. | |
| Welcome to Hårga, and happy | |
| midsummer! I believe it is the | |
| hottest and brightest that we’ve | |
| had in at least a decade, and this | |
| is our biggest party in almost a | |
| century! So - wow, yah? | |
| JOSH/DANI/CHRISTIAN/CONNIE | |
| (as if solicited) | |
| Yeah. Wow. | |
| Siv smiles, and proceeds to wrap it up. | |
| SIV | |
| All right, my fellow merrymakers. | |
| Without any further blathering - | |
| let’s raise our glasses - | |
| Everyone raises their aquavit. | |
| SIV | |
| - and let our Nine-Day Feast begin! | |
| (announcing) | |
| Skål! | |
| EVERYONE | |
| Skål!! | |
| The crowd drinks. Everyone CHEERS. Including our group. The | |
| MUSIC begins again. | |
| On one side of the platform: A young GIRL, also wearing an | |
| embroidered white dress, walks up with a JUNIPER BOUGH in | |
| each hand. She is accompanied by a TEENAGE BOY, who holds | |
| two FLAMING TORCHES. Meanwhile, two of the ELDERLY MEN (72) | |
| have risen from their seats. | |
| Siv now speaks in English, presumably for our group’s | |
| benefit. (As she does this, the young girl and teen boy | |
| hand the elderly men a juniper bough and flaming stick.) | |
| 50. | |
| SIV | |
| And now, in keeping with tradition: | |
| Hjalmar and Josef will make three | |
| trips. If they make it back with | |
| the flame intact, our vintage will | |
| be abundant this year! On the other | |
| hand, if it burns out - that will | |
| be an omen of bad luck and we will | |
| know to prepare. | |
| Josh turns to Pelle. | |
| JOSH | |
| What does “bad luck” mean? | |
| PELLE | |
| Usually that the cattle will get | |
| sick. | |
| Siv yells something in Swedish to the air. | |
| JOSH | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| What did she just say? | |
| PELLE | |
| Told any lingering spirits to go | |
| back to the dead. | |
| The two elderly men, now BLINDFOLDED, begin to run around | |
| the Main House, holding up their flaming sticks. (Everyone | |
| watches, rapt.) They pick up the pace to finish their first | |
| cycle around the house. They then begins circling it again. | |
| JOSH | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| Can I takes photos? | |
| PELLE | |
| Discretely. | |
| The men finish their second cycle around the house, and | |
| immediately begin a third. The community seems to be | |
| holding its collective breath. The men FINISH the third | |
| run-around, but...one man’s flame has been EXTINGUISHED. | |
| A man in the audience, ISAK (50s), lets out a GASP when he | |
| sees this. Everyone else sinks audibly with disappointment. | |
| The men, having finished, remove their blindfold. The elder | |
| with the extinguished torch DEFLATES. Siv gestures sadly to | |
| the crowd: “There we have it.” | |
| 51. | |
| Isak looks absolutely devastated. Christian notices. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| Is he okay? | |
| PELLE | |
| The cattle are his responsibility. | |
| Isak’s eyes stare off, unblinking. Heartbroken. He looks to | |
| the CATTLE HOUSE, eyes filling with tears. | |
| MARK | |
| (to Pelle and Christian) | |
| How do you think he’d react if I | |
| just put my finger in his butt | |
| right now? | |
| Continuing the ritual, Siv takes the torches from the men | |
| and walks to a healthy FIRE in a pit. She deposits the | |
| sticks into the fire. | |
| SIV | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| This high my fire, but no higher, | |
| no hotter! | |
| PELLE | |
| (translating) | |
| Uh - this high is my fire, but not | |
| higher or hotter. | |
| (explaining) | |
| It’s to keep the fire from growing | |
| out of control. | |
| Josh WRITES this down in his notebook. Christian WATCHES | |
| Josh, slightly perturbed. | |
| Siv now accepts a BOWL OF BEER from one of the children. | |
| She drinks a healthy gulp, and then throws the rest into | |
| the fire. | |
| Everyone now APPLAUDS. This seems to be the end of the | |
| ritual. | |
| A group of TEENAGERS (all dressed in bright, formal garb) | |
| emerge from a kitchen. They carry PLATES OF FOOD (lamb and | |
| blood pudding) and BEER. They begin by serving the elders. | |
| 52. | |
| Dani sees that one of the teens is carrying an ornate | |
| platter featuring a LAMB’S SKULL (brain exposed) and a | |
| LAMB’S HEART. The platter is bordered by a dense spiral of | |
| INTESTINES. This is laid onto the center of a table that | |
| has been painstakingly decorated with local flowers. | |
| PELLE | |
| That’s a tradition. They just | |
| killed that lamb today. | |
| The servers now move to our group, which has settled onto | |
| the grass. They are handed plates and beers. | |
| DANI | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| Can we help at all? | |
| PELLE | |
| No no. You’re the guests. Let | |
| yourself be spoiled. | |
| One boy, RUBEN (15), walks up to Dani. He is severely | |
| mentally handicapped and his hands are palsied. He’s | |
| dressed in gorgeous linen. | |
| RUBEN | |
| (with difficulty) | |
| Hey hey! | |
| DANI | |
| (warmly) | |
| Hello! | |
| Ruben walks off. As he ambles aimlessly, people reach out | |
| to lovingly TOUCH him - as if in reverence. | |
| PELLE | |
| You just met Ruben. | |
| DANI | |
| Ruben is lovely. | |
| The teens finish serving. They now sit with plates of their | |
| own. | |
| Mark has already started eating. Josh NUDGES him. Nobody | |
| else has begun. Mark bashfully sets down his fork. | |
| Silence. | |
| Siv, the matriarch, looks to a PLUMP ELDER (60s) sitting | |
| beside her. He stands, takes a moment, and then speaks | |
| loudly in Swedish, as if in PRAYER. | |
| 53. | |
| PELLE | |
| (whispering to Josh and | |
| Christian) | |
| He’s giving thanks. | |
| JOSH | |
| For the food? | |
| PELLE | |
| Yes. And the weather, and the | |
| crops... | |
| The Plump Man finishes his speech, and then announces: | |
| PLUMP MAN | |
| Låt oss äta! | |
| Everyone digs in. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Who was he praying to? | |
| PELLE | |
| Uh - well, that wasn’t really | |
| “praying.” But he was just | |
| addressing the...everything. The | |
| harmony and the balance. | |
| JOSH | |
| Can you translate what was said? | |
| PELLE | |
| ...I can get an exact translation | |
| later. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (jumping in) | |
| Yeah, please, that would be | |
| amazing. | |
| JOSH | |
| (eyes now burning on | |
| Christian) | |
| ...Yes, Pelle, thank you. | |
| Christian looks at Josh. A CHARGED moment. They start | |
| eating. | |
| 31 INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT 31 | |
| 54. | |
| A beautiful, curly-haired BLONDE GIRL (16) stands before a | |
| mirror, anxiously fussing with her hair. She clearly needs | |
| it to look perfect. This is MAJA. | |
| 32 EXT. HÅRGA FARMSTEAD - MINUTES LATER 32 | |
| Maja emerges from the MAIN HOUSE. All the younger Hårgans | |
| have joined hands to form a train of people. They run and | |
| dance in a wide circle, singing a variation of Visa i | |
| midsommartid. The MAYPOLE stands at the center of their | |
| circle. | |
| Maja timidly watches the dance, smiling. Her eyes trail off | |
| to find our group. She alights on CHRISTIAN, instantly | |
| smitten. It almost looks like she recognizes him. | |
| One of the dancing boys suddenly GRABS Maja’s hand. He | |
| PULLS her into the train. She LAUGHS as she joins. | |
| MEANWHILE: Our group is still sitting in the same place | |
| (along with Connie and Ingemar). They watch the passing | |
| dancers with fascination. | |
| PELLE | |
| You guys should join! | |
| DANI | |
| I’m too scared. | |
| SIMON approaches, carrying two beers. He momentarily gets | |
| caught in the crossfire of a group of YOUNG BOYS CHASING | |
| EACH OTHER. He finally reaches Connie, and hands her a | |
| beer. | |
| SIMON | |
| Alright? | |
| CONNIE | |
| Ta. | |
| Simon sits. | |
| SIMON | |
| (re: the boys) | |
| What are they playing? | |
| PELLE | |
| “Skin the fool!” | |
| SIMON | |
| (sarcastic) | |
| Ah. Precious. | |
| 55. | |
| Dani notices Ingemar STARING at Simon and Connie. He looks | |
| resentful. He finally averts his eyes and forces a smile. | |
| MAJA, in the dancing train, is about to pass the group. She | |
| summons the nerve to gently KICK Christian’s back. | |
| Christian looks up to see Maja passing by. She SMILES | |
| bashfully at him. | |
| He confusedly smiles back. | |
| Dani notices Christian smiling, but doesn’t see Maja (who | |
| has already turned away). | |
| Christian RISES, suddenly feeling bold. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| How can I join the...? | |
| PELLE | |
| You’re American. Just jam yourself | |
| in there. | |
| Christian uneasily JUMPS IN. He joins hands with two girls. | |
| Josh rises to follow Christian. Dani’s eyes follow them. | |
| Pelle takes this opportunity to turn covertly to Dani: | |
| PELLE | |
| Hey: very quick: | |
| He hands her a folded up DRAWING. | |
| PELLE | |
| Happy birthday. | |
| Dani, surprised, opens the paper. It’s a drawing of her | |
| FACE (donned with an extremely lush floral crown). The | |
| style is simple, but her likeness is captured beautifully. | |
| DANI | |
| Oh - my gosh. Pelle! | |
| PELLE | |
| PELLE | |
| It’s just something I do for | |
| birthdays. Maybe it’s not | |
| appropriate? | |
| DANI | |
| Oh my God, not at all! It’s | |
| wonderful. Thank you, Pelle. I’m so | |
| touched. | |
| 56. | |
| PELLE | |
| Anyway. Just between us. | |
| DANI | |
| Yeah, well - don’t worry. Christian | |
| forgot. | |
| Pelle PAUSES, surprised. He doesn’t know what to say. | |
| DANI | |
| (immediately regretting) | |
| Or - I forgot to remind him. It | |
| doesn’t matter. Thank you so much | |
| for this, Pelle. It’s beautiful. | |
| She folds the drawing back up. | |
| 33 EXT. HÅRGA FIELD - MINUTES LATER 33 | |
| The dance is over, although separate groups are still | |
| dancing and playing in the b.g. | |
| Pelle is now leading our group on a TOUR. (Ingemar, Connie | |
| and Simon have joined along.) We track alongside. | |
| JOSH | |
| How do you guys support this place? | |
| PELLE | |
| Lumbering, wheat, vegetables... | |
| INGEMAR | |
| Water power plant. | |
| They pass a CIRCLE OF CHILDREN, accompanied by a TEACHER | |
| (60s). They’re carving RUNIC SYMBOLS into smooth, well- | |
| sanded STONES. | |
| PELLE | |
| Schooltime over here. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Carving runes? | |
| The Teacher looks up and smiles confirmation. | |
| PELLE | |
| (to Dani) | |
| Then they put it under their pillow | |
| and dream about its meaning. | |
| Dani makes an “ooh” face. Josh makes a NOTE of this. | |
| 57. | |
| Christian sees that they’re now passing an old RUNESTONE | |
| (on their other side). It stands erect in an untended | |
| field. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Oh man - there’s a serious one. | |
| JOSH | |
| Oh shit! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Which alphabet is that from? | |
| JOSH | |
| (quick to answer) | |
| Looks like the Elder Futhark. | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| Right? Or is that medieval? | |
| INGEMAR | |
| That’s actually the younger | |
| Futhark. | |
| Josh nods “Ah, right” - visibly pained to be wrong. | |
| CONNIE | |
| (to Christian and Dani) | |
| So, how long’ve you two been | |
| together? | |
| DANI | |
| Oh, jeez...almost three years now! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (gently correcting) | |
| Uhhh, well...two and half. | |
| DANI | |
| ...You’re joking. It’ll be three in | |
| fifteen days. | |
| Christian thinks about that, and grudgingly concedes. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay, no, that is true. | |
| (off Dani’s look) | |
| It is! You’re absolutely right. | |
| He makes a “sowwy” face, kisses her incredulous cheek, and | |
| changes the subject by asking Simon, Connie and Ingemar: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| How did you guys all meet? | |
| 58. | |
| They look at each other. “Who answers?” | |
| INGEMAR | |
| Well...we were all working on the | |
| same farm, and funny enough: I was | |
| dating Connie when Simon and me | |
| first became pals. | |
| Simon’s eyes narrow. | |
| CONNIE | |
| (correcting) | |
| Well - we‘d been on a date. Which I | |
| wasn’t even actually aware that it | |
| was a date. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| (backtracking jovially) | |
| Right, no, I meant that Connie and | |
| me had just become friends - we | |
| decided to be friends - and that | |
| was just before Connie and Simon | |
| started dating. And now they're | |
| engaged! | |
| DANI | |
| Oh wow. Congratulations. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| Which is amazing. Yes. | |
| Congratulations. | |
| Simon and Connie look uncomfortable. They smile “thank | |
| you.” | |
| SIMON | |
| (to Dani) | |
| We’ve actually asked Ingemar to | |
| officiate the wedding. | |
| DANI | |
| (excited) | |
| You did?! | |
| SIMON | |
| Nope. | |
| Everybody LAUGHS - including Ingemar. | |
| PELLE | |
| (announcing) | |
| And now...behold! | |
| 59. | |
| They have all arrived at a SMALL TREE. | |
| PELLE | |
| My tree. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Why your tree? | |
| PELLE | |
| When someone’s born, we plant a | |
| tree for that person and they grow | |
| up together. This one’s mine. | |
| DANI | |
| That’s so beautiful. | |
| JOSH | |
| (pen and paper ready) | |
| Is there a specific name for that | |
| practice? | |
| Christian points out a SMALL HOUSE which stands isolated in | |
| a large field. It has been painted a vivid yellow. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What about that house? | |
| PELLE | |
| Ah, that’s like a sacred temple. No | |
| one’s allowed in there. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Looks like it was just built. | |
| Changing the subject, Pelle motions toward the MAIN HOUSE. | |
| PELLE | |
| This is where we sleep! | |
| He leads them toward it. Meanwhile, Ingemar leads Simon and | |
| Connie in another direction. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| Here: come see my tree! | |
| On our group’s way to the Main House, they pass a CAGED | |
| BEAR. | |
| MARK | |
| So we’re just gonna ignore the | |
| bear, then. | |
| PELLE | |
| 60. | |
| (acknowledging, deadpan) | |
| That’s a bear. | |
| 34 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - MINUTES LATER 34 | |
| Josh leads our group through the two-storied interior of | |
| the huge, barn-shaped house. There is a large, square HOLE | |
| in the floor of the second story (so both stories are | |
| visible to each other). On both floors, the walls are lined | |
| with BEDS. The center of the bottom story is bare, like a | |
| dance floor. A MAP TO THE COSMOS has been painted on the | |
| floor, featuring sacred lines connecting notable stars. | |
| Pelle points out four small beds. | |
| PELLE | |
| These’ll be yours. | |
| Mark throws his bag onto one of them. | |
| The group marvels at the walls, which are covered in | |
| INTRICATE MURALS. Runic letters abound. The CEILING is | |
| especially impressive. It’s painted to tell an epic story | |
| in hundreds of sequenced panels. At the center of the | |
| ceiling is a painting of the SUN. All stories lead to this | |
| (or do they come from this?). | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Who all sleeps in here? | |
| PELLE | |
| All the younger ones. Until we turn | |
| thirty-two. Then we move to the | |
| houses. | |
| JOSH | |
| Why thirty-two? | |
| Josh has pulled out his MOLESKIN NOTEPAD, ready to write | |
| down Pelle’s answer. Christian (almost in response) pulls | |
| out his phone, ready to type. Pelle PAUSES at this. He then | |
| explains, gesturing to a MURAL that dramatizes the | |
| following: | |
| PELLE | |
| 61. | |
| We think of life like the seasons. | |
| You are a child until you’re 16, | |
| and that is the Spring. At some | |
| point we all do our Pilgrimage, and | |
| that’s between 17 and 32. That’s | |
| Summer. Then, from 33 to 52, you’re | |
| of working age: Fall. And finally | |
| from 53 to 72, you become a mentor. | |
| JOSH | |
| Winter. | |
| Josh and Christian have written all this down - their eyes | |
| intermittently piercing each other. | |
| DANI | |
| What happens when you turn 72, | |
| then? | |
| Pelle makes a comical THROAT SLASH gesture. Dani laughs, | |
| and begins to walk off. | |
| MARK | |
| Not a lot of privacy. What do you | |
| do when you wanna jerk off? | |
| Now that Dani is away, Pelle crosses quietly to Christian. | |
| He covertly ushers him aside. | |
| Dani has found a wall of twelve FRAMED PHOTOGRAPHS. They | |
| all feature a different young woman dressed in ceremonial | |
| garb. | |
| In each photo, the woman is richly adorned in summer | |
| flowers and wears an impressive FLORAL CROWN. These photos | |
| have been taken annually for the last dozen years. | |
| Dani looks over to notice Pelle WHISPERING to Christian, | |
| who now looks extremely GUILTY. She interrupts by bluntly | |
| asking: | |
| DANI | |
| Who are these of? | |
| PELLE | |
| Oh - those are our May Queens. | |
| You’ll actually be here for that. | |
| JOSH | |
| Who are the “May Queens”? | |
| PELLE | |
| 62. | |
| Every midsummer we do the dance of | |
| the Hårgas. All the younger women | |
| compete and the winner gets | |
| crowned. | |
| Outside we hear: | |
| ODD (O.S.) | |
| (announcing, in Swedish) | |
| Movie in twenty minutes! Field | |
| five! | |
| 35 EXT. FARMSTEAD - SAME TIME 35 | |
| Several Hårgans set up chairs on the grass. A 16MM FILM | |
| PROJECTOR is wheeled in to face a large PROJECTOR SCREEN. | |
| Dani stands on the grass, under a now-overcast sky. An | |
| ominous RUMBLING in the distance. She closes her eyes, | |
| breathes deeply - practicing mindfulness. | |
| She is suddenly distracted by a baby’s CRYING. Dani looks | |
| off to see in the distance... | |
| SEVERAL HÅRGANS are gathered around an OAK TREE. The | |
| VILLAGE DOCTOR (50) is crouched, cradling a CRYING BABY. He | |
| directs a doting WOMAN (50s) to pour some fresh dew (from a | |
| vial) into the baby’s mouth. | |
| Dani appeals to a nearby HÅRGAN MAN (30s): | |
| DANI | |
| Excuse me? Can I ask if you know | |
| what’s happening over there? | |
| HÅRGAN MAN | |
| (looking over) | |
| Ah. Poor little Einar has the, em - | |
| where the bones are bad? | |
| DANI | |
| Oh no. Rickets? | |
| The man shrugs “sorry, I don’t know.” | |
| The Doctor is now passing the baby through a WIDE CLEFT in | |
| the tree. The baby is received on the other side by the | |
| doting woman. | |
| DANI | |
| Do you know what they’re doing? | |
| Å | |
| 63. | |
| HÅRGAN MAN | |
| Old cure. Three times through the | |
| Oak. | |
| The woman hands the baby to the Doctor again, and he passes | |
| the child back through the cleft. Again, the woman hands | |
| the child to the Doctor, and the baby is passed through one | |
| last time. | |
| HÅRGAN MAN | |
| Now the healths of the baby and the | |
| tree are - together. | |
| On “together,” he illustratively hooks two fingers. | |
| DANI | |
| Like a - sympathetic connection? | |
| The man shrugs, confused. They SMILE at each other and the | |
| man walks off. Dani continues watching the ceremony, until- | |
| -CHRISTIAN appears behind her, holding a SOCKERKAKA (sponge | |
| cake). A lit candle protrudes from it. He approaches | |
| carefully... | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (singing) | |
| Happy birthday to you - | |
| Dani turns, mortified. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (singing) | |
| Happy birthday to you, Happy | |
| birthday dear Dani | |
| (I love you) | |
| ... Happy birthday to you. | |
| She doesn’t blow out the candle. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| You thought I forgot, didn’t you? | |
| Dani just glares at him. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| You’re not surprised? | |
| Dani doesn’t soften. He finally RELENTS with a guilty | |
| smile: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| 64. | |
| Okay - I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. | |
| I thought it was tomorrow because | |
| of the sun. It’s impossible to | |
| tell. | |
| He kisses her. She doesn’t kiss back. He keeps kissing. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Happy birthday, happy birthday, I’m | |
| sorry. - You should be. | |
| DANI | |
| Fine. It’s fine. I’m not upset. - I | |
| know I should! | |
| He kisses her again, tenderly. She grudgingly kisses back. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Happy birthday, mouse. | |
| She forces a tight smile and BLOWS OUT the candle. | |
| MEANWHILE: WOMEN fill the baby’s tree’s cleft with MUD and | |
| CLAY. They pack it tight. Then the MEN tie a ROPE around | |
| the tree. They draw it as TIGHTLY as possible. | |
| 36 INT. FARMSTEAD - LATER 36 | |
| Everyone has gathered to either sit in chairs or on the | |
| grass. They all face the PROJECTOR SCREEN. | |
| Dani, Christian, Mark, Josh and Pelle sit crossed-legged in | |
| the front. The PLUMP ELDER stands before the screen to | |
| announce: | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| And now, for tradition and for fun: | |
| a work of antique escapism - | |
| (aside, to our group) | |
| - and an annual mood-setter, made | |
| by one of our own lost Hårgans! | |
| The Plump Elder joins the audience, and the projector | |
| starts to RATTLE. Before the film starts, Christian | |
| WHISPERS to Dani: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Happy birthday. | |
| 65. | |
| ON THE PROJECTOR SCREEN: A SILENT COLOR FILM begins. It is | |
| weathered and grainy. The film seems to have been made in | |
| the late 1960s or early ‘70s (shot on a Bolex camera). The | |
| TITLE appears (in Swedish): A Midsummer Romance | |
| The film opens on a beautiful BLONDE GIRL (15) walking | |
| through a field with her friends. They pause to admire a | |
| GANG OF BOYS. The girl fixes on one BLONDE BOY (15). It’s | |
| love at first sight. | |
| The group of girls walks over to the boys. They talk. | |
| INTERTITLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Hello lads! Happy midsummer to | |
| you.” -”Why thank you, girls! And a | |
| happy midsummer to you. | |
| One of the girls looks mischievously to her friends, and | |
| then puts an idea to the boys. | |
| INTERTITLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Why don’t you lads come to our | |
| house for lunch tomorrow? We will | |
| prepare a feast and you can be our | |
| special guests! | |
| The boys look to each other and nod. They agree. | |
| The NEXT SCENE depicts the girls gathering FLOWERS from a | |
| lush MEADOW. They pick these flowers with their left hand | |
| as they walk backwards. We cycle through NINE CLOSE-UPS OF | |
| DIFFERENT FLOWERS BEING PICKED. | |
| INTERTITLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Nine Flowers Picked | |
| (don’t forget the | |
| Orpine!) | |
| and Nine Fences Jumped. | |
| The girls jump over a series of SMALL FENCES. This is done | |
| nine times. | |
| The NEXT SCENE reveals the blonde GIRL in her bedroom. She | |
| puts the nine flowers under her PILLOW, and then lies down | |
| in bed. She closes her eyes to SLEEP. | |
| INTERTITLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| 66. | |
| With the nine flowers under her | |
| pillow, she will now dream of the | |
| boy she is to marry. | |
| The blonde girl has fallen asleep, and a CLOUDY DREAM | |
| BUBBLE appears beside her head. Inside the bubble, we are | |
| given a scene in which the blonde girl is MARRYING the | |
| blonde boy. He lifts her BRIDE’S VEIL to kiss her. | |
| The NEXT MORNING the girl wakes up. She wears a wicked | |
| smile. | |
| LATER THAT DAY, the GIRLS are gathered in the KITCHEN. They | |
| are cooking. The BOYS all arrive in the living room. Our | |
| blonde girl says “hello” to the boy of her dreams. | |
| INTERTITLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Hello! Can I bring you some coffee | |
| while you wait for your pancake? | |
| The boy nods excitedly. The girl goes off to the kitchen. | |
| In the KITCHEN, the girl takes a CUP OF COFFEE and sets it | |
| on the floor. She then crouches over the coffee. | |
| INTERTITLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Three droplets of menstrual blood | |
| for the spell to take effect. | |
| Three drops of blood DRIP from between the girl’s legs. | |
| They LAND in the coffee. | |
| IN THE AUDIENCE, Dani and Mark WINCE at this. Christian and | |
| Josh (along with the surrounding Hårgans) are delighted. | |
| ON THE PROJECTOR SCREEN: The girl brings the coffee to the | |
| boy. She smiles mischievously as he takes a SIP. | |
| In the KITCHEN, the girl now props her leg up onto a chair. | |
| She takes a pair of SCISSORS and snips between her legs. | |
| She pulls a few STRANDS OF PUBIC HAIR from her groin. | |
| The girl CHOPS UP the pubic hair into fine pieces. She then | |
| sprinkles them into a BOWL OF PANCAKE BATTER. The batter is | |
| then poured onto a burning skillet. | |
| INTERTITLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Hair from the vulva will complete | |
| the spell. | |
| 67. | |
| The girl hands the boy his PANCAKE. He eats the pancake, | |
| and then looks up at the girl. SPIRALS appear in his eyes. | |
| Spellbound, he moves toward her, like a love-stricken | |
| zombie. | |
| INTERTITLE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Voilà! The spell was a success. | |
| The boy and girl KISS in Close-Up. We pull out from the CU | |
| to reveal that the girl is now PREGNANT with a grossly | |
| distended belly. They are surrounded by a huge and adoring | |
| CROWD, all wearing identical clothing. | |
| Fade to white. THE END. | |
| The audience applauds politely. MAJA, however, looks | |
| ENTRANCED. | |
| Mark and Dani wear inscrutable grins. (Slightly charmed, | |
| mostly disturbed.) Josh and Christian are BUZZING. | |
| 37 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - NIGHT 37 | |
| The windows have been boarded up for the night. Sunlight | |
| peeks from the edges. | |
| People are climbing into their beds. There are TWO BABY | |
| CRIBS in the corner, stationed near the beds of women in | |
| their twenties. Both bedframes are made of severe-looking | |
| iron and metal. | |
| Dani, noticing this, turns to Pelle. | |
| DANI | |
| Pretty serious-looking cribs. | |
| PELLE | |
| For the iron. Keeps away the | |
| “invisibles.” So the babies don’t | |
| get “changed.” | |
| Pelle smiles sardonically, knowing how it sounds. | |
| DANI | |
| How real is that stuff for you | |
| guys? | |
| PELLE | |
| (deflecting) | |
| Ah, who knows? | |
| 68. | |
| Dani smiles. She looks over to Christian, whose eyes are | |
| GLUED TENSELY to Josh’s notepad as he scrawls “Iron. Babies | |
| changed. ‘Invisibles.’” Christian looks threatened. | |
| Pelle has already climbed into bed. | |
| PELLE | |
| All right - beauty rest! Tomorrow’s | |
| a big day. | |
| JOSH | |
| And what’s tomorrow? | |
| PELLE | |
| (mysterious) | |
| First of the big ceremonies. | |
| JOSH | |
| So you’re just gonna be weird and | |
| cryptic? | |
| Pelle PAUSES, then takes Josh’s notepad. He writes | |
| “Ättestupan” and hands it back. | |
| Josh happens to know that word. His eyes WIDEN. “Are you | |
| serious?” Pelle smiles mischievously. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What’s that? What’s Ättestupan? | |
| Pelle gestures for Christian to keep his voice down. | |
| Christian pulls out his phone and types “Atestupan” into a | |
| search engine. But there’s no internet connection. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Fuck. | |
| (to Josh and Pelle) | |
| What’s Ättestupan? | |
| Josh smugly climbs into bed. This has made Dani nervous. | |
| DANI | |
| (to Josh) | |
| Is it scary? | |
| Josh teasingly raises his eyebrows: “You’ll see.” | |
| 38 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - NIGHT 38 | |
| Everyone is asleep. Silence, save for the baby’s CRYING. | |
| 69. | |
| Dani lies AWAKE. Beside her: Christian sleeping soundly. To | |
| her other side: Mark SNORING. | |
| Dani shifts her weight. She looks over at the wall mural, | |
| and notices an ILLUSTRATION of a HAPPY MAN OPENING HIS | |
| WRIST WITH A SPECIAL KNIFE. He is surrounded by smiling | |
| friends, and above him, a smiling SUN. Dani looks unnerved, | |
| but her attention is suddenly DRAWN AWAY by the SOUND of... | |
| A teenaged BOY and GIRL (clearly new lovers) sneak quietly | |
| out of their beds. Giggling. They tip-toe out of the house, | |
| careful to make no noise. | |
| Dani stares at this. Heavy. | |
| 39 EXT. FIELD - MORNING 39 | |
| A GOAT-SHAPED STRAW FIGURE. It’s the size of an actual goat | |
| and notably well-crafted. | |
| An AXE comes down to swiftly LOP OFF ITS HEAD. | |
| Then another AXE comes down to STRIKE its body in HALF. | |
| We cut WIDE to reveal that it’s being chopped into clean | |
| pieces by three MEN in ceremonial garb. Onlookers abound. | |
| 40 EXT. CROP FIELD - MORNING 40 | |
| Farmers BURY different pieces of the chopped-up straw goat | |
| into FOUR CORNERS of a flourishing grain field. | |
| AT THE FIELD’S CENTER: A man pours a bowl of LAMB’S BLOOD | |
| into a carefully hollowed HOLE in the earth. After this, | |
| the STRAW GOAT’S HEAD is dropped in. The hole is then | |
| covered up with SOIL. | |
| 41 EXT. FIELD - MORNING 41 | |
| Near the Main House, several men are setting up DINING | |
| TABLES on the grass. They are laying them out to form a | |
| pattern. | |
| In one FIELD, a group of WOMEN collect the morning DEW (in | |
| small vials) from the leaves and grass. They throw a SHEET | |
| over the wet grass. It absorbs the dew, and they WRING it | |
| out into a pail. | |
| 70. | |
| We PAN AWAY from this to yet another FIELD, where a large | |
| GROUP has assembled for what appears to be some sort of | |
| DANCE CLASS. They stand in rows of ten. DANI, JOSH, MARK, | |
| PELLE and CHRISTIAN are among them. | |
| At the head of the class is a THIN ELDER (60s) with an | |
| impressive physique. In demonstration, he lifts his arm and | |
| waves it fluidly, rhythmically, EMOTIONALLY, back and | |
| forth. | |
| The class IMITATES him. They strive to perfectly match his | |
| movements and emotions. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| Don’t just copy me. Feel me. | |
| The class continues to mimic his movements. Mark, Josh and | |
| Christian are looking quite graceless. DANI, however, | |
| matches the Elder’s movements with surprising sensitivity. | |
| Pelle notices this. | |
| The Elder stops. So does everyone else. The Elder swiftly | |
| affects a DIFFERENT POSTURE. (This time he goes to his tip- | |
| toes, one hand curled at his abdomen and the other arm | |
| draped mournfully around his head.) | |
| The class now imitates this. The Hårgas are impressive in | |
| their poise and precision, and Dani is fitting right in. | |
| (Josh and Christian - not so much.) Once everybody finds | |
| this position, the Elder fluidly contorts his body to | |
| assume another. | |
| A sleepy Mark has stopped trying altogether. He looks over | |
| to a woman beside him. He smiles at her, but her gaze | |
| remains FIXED SERIOUSLY AHEAD. For the Hårgas, this is a | |
| spiritual practice. | |
| A PRETTY BRUNETTE (25) to Mark’s side says: | |
| PRETTY BRUNETTE | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Try. | |
| MARK | |
| What? | |
| PRETTY BRUNETTE | |
| (in Swedish, smiling) | |
| Try. | |
| Mark smiles, not understanding. He’s SMITTEN. He half- | |
| attempts to join in, only to immediately give up again. | |
| 71. | |
| 42 EXT. FARMSTEAD - ONE HOUR LATER 42 | |
| The dining tables have been set up to form a wide CIRCLE. | |
| Inside the circle, at the center, is a ROUND YELLOW TABLE | |
| (representing the sun). There are no seats for this table. | |
| Half of the community is already standing at the | |
| surrounding tables. The other half is arriving now. Plates | |
| of food have already been placed. No one sits. | |
| Our group (minus Dani) arrives at one of the tables. They | |
| gaze around, trying to understand the etiquette. They | |
| notice that a few lingering GIRLS walk backwards through a | |
| neighboring field, picking FLOWERS. | |
| DANI now appears with a bouquet of HANDPICKED FLOWERS. She | |
| happily presents Christian with the bouquet. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What?! For me? | |
| DANI | |
| Ja! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (accepting them with | |
| strained appreciation) | |
| ...Tack så mycket. | |
| He kisses her cheek. | |
| Now that everyone is stationed at the tables, a BOY runs | |
| off to officially summon the guests of honor... | |
| After a moment, TWO ELDERLY MEN (72), both wearing ornate | |
| golden dresses, enter the scene. (We will recognize them as | |
| the Elderly Men who ran around the Main House three times | |
| with the flaming torches.) They stand with alert posture, | |
| maintaining an awareness of their bodies as they walk. They | |
| arrive at TWO LARGE WOODEN CHAIRS, situated at a | |
| beautifully decorated table with fine silverware and golden | |
| plates. (Every other table seats at least five people, but | |
| this table has been reserved solely for these two.) | |
| Josh mouths to Pelle: “Are those the ones?” Pelle smiles. | |
| The two men SIT. This prompts everyone else to sit. | |
| Mark picks up his fork, only to notice that no one else has | |
| begun eating. Everyone waits patiently. Total SILENCE, save | |
| for the baby who is still crying. | |
| 72. | |
| Finally, the two men pick up their silverware and begin to | |
| eat. Now everyone starts eating. | |
| Josh is scrutinizing every detail. Christian scrutinizes | |
| Josh. | |
| MID-MEAL | |
| MAJA feverishly carves a small RUNE STONE in her lap. She | |
| is hunched over to conceal her progress from curious eyes. | |
| The two elderly men are receiving lots of attention. | |
| Near Dani, a BLONDE WOMAN (30s) cradles the CRYING BABY. | |
| DANI | |
| (inquiring) | |
| Is your baby okay? | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Oh, she will be. She has a bone | |
| problem. She is not “mine,” though. | |
| DANI | |
| Oh, I’m sorry...! | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| No no - her birth mother is on | |
| pilgrimage. It helps them to | |
| detach. The babies are raised here | |
| by everyone. | |
| Dani smiles at this idea. Josh and Christian are also taken | |
| by this. Josh SEES Christian’s excitement, and quietly | |
| HARDENS. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| (to Dani) | |
| How is your family like? | |
| DANI | |
| Mine? Oh no, mine are...not here | |
| anymore. | |
| Christian suddenly looks nervous about this exchange. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| “Not here”? | |
| DANI | |
| (now embarrassed) | |
| Ha. Unfortunately not. It’s okay... | |
| 73. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Not any? | |
| The Blonde Woman has TEARS in her eyes. She looks sincerely | |
| affected by this. | |
| DANI | |
| (reacting) | |
| Oh God, no, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t | |
| have said. We’re enjoying our food. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| (now worried for Dani) | |
| Am I making you sad to ask? | |
| DANI | |
| No no. I just shouldn’t have | |
| mentioned it. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Please know we can talk if you | |
| like. Please. I am happy to talk. | |
| DANI | |
| (uncomfortable) | |
| Okay, thank you. Sorry. I feel | |
| silly. Thank you. | |
| (to Christian) | |
| Sorry. | |
| Christian shrugs: “Don’t apologize to me.” | |
| SIV, a table over, has been avidly watching this exchange. | |
| MINUTES LATER | |
| Everyone has finished eating. Another HUSH falls awkwardly | |
| over the procession. Silence, save for the wailing baby. | |
| Mark, half-asleep, confusedly looks around. He sees the | |
| Pretty Brunette SMILING at him. Caught off guard, he | |
| BLUSHES and smiles back (a little too eagerly). | |
| One of the two elderly men STANDS. Clears his throat. | |
| Closes his eyes. After a moment, he begins to SING a | |
| wordless, choral song. | |
| Everyone watches, rapt and emotional. | |
| 74. | |
| At the appropriate time, the OTHER MAN begins to sing | |
| along, softly and awkwardly at first. Soon he rises, | |
| singing with greater projection. When the song comes to a | |
| finish, SIV stands to RAISE her glass. This prompts | |
| everyone else to stand. They all raise their aquavit. | |
| A long silence. Siv finally DRINKS. So does everyone else. | |
| The MUSICIANS begin to play their handmade instruments, and | |
| EIGHT MIDDLE-AGED MEN break into two groups. They walk to | |
| either of the elderly men’s chairs, HOIST them up, and | |
| start CARRYING THEM OFF. | |
| The congregation follows behind as the elevated men are | |
| carried up a hill. Our group JOINS them, confused. Mark | |
| lags behind. | |
| MARK | |
| (to the group) | |
| I think I’m gonna take a nap. | |
| Jetlag and the shrooms... | |
| Mark heads back toward the Main House. Dani, Christian, | |
| Josh and Pelle proceed to follow the community. | |
| 43 EXT. HILL - MINUTES LATER 43 | |
| Everyone happily follows the elderly men of honor (still | |
| carried on hoisted thrones). They follow a narrow TRAIL OF | |
| FLOWERS up a hill. | |
| There is a FORK in the trail, leading either to the left | |
| and downward or continuing straight ahead and upward. | |
| The elderly men are carried straight ahead, continuing to | |
| ascend the rising hill. The following procession BRANCHES | |
| OFF to veer left. They continue down a slope that leads to | |
| a BEACH. | |
| Our group, squinting with curiosity, begins following the | |
| procession toward the beach. But Pelle slows down. | |
| PELLE | |
| Okay - actually: let’s stop a | |
| moment. | |
| He holds them back. | |
| PELLE | |
| I need to warn you before we go | |
| down... | |
| (to Dani now) | |
| ...because you might not want to. | |
| 75. | |
| DANI | |
| Is this gonna be something weird? | |
| PELLE | |
| Uhhh - it might seem very weird, | |
| but it’s a great honor for them. | |
| DANI | |
| ...Is this the thing you mentioned | |
| last night? | |
| JOSH | |
| (smiling) | |
| Ättestupan. | |
| PELLE | |
| We’re about to perform a centuries- | |
| old rite that is very important to | |
| us and very beautiful, but also - | |
| very far from anything you have in | |
| America. | |
| DANI | |
| (suddenly nervous) | |
| ...Do I not want to do this? | |
| PELLE | |
| Well - that’s what I’m saying. | |
| You’re invited to. I just... | |
| (pauses) | |
| You remember I explained the winter | |
| stage of a man’s life goes from 53 | |
| to 72? Well, this is what happens | |
| when 72 is reached. | |
| DANI | |
| Okay. And what is “this”? | |
| Pelle pauses, considering his words. Dani grows more | |
| nervous. | |
| DANI | |
| What is Ättestupan? | |
| Josh can’t suppress a smile - anticipating Pelle’s answer. | |
| 44 EXT. BEACH - MINUTES LATER 44 | |
| The community has gathered on the rocky beach. Tall CLIFFS | |
| loom imposingly. The baby cries in the b.g. | |
| 76. | |
| Our group stands to the side, along with Simon, Connie and | |
| Ingemar. Christian turns to DANI, who looks extremely | |
| uneasy. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Are you sure you can handle this? | |
| Dani doesn’t know the answer to this. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Maybe you should go back to the | |
| main house? It’s not too late. | |
| Dani starts to wrestle with this, but then: | |
| DANI | |
| No. I need to try. | |
| A HORN sounds. All eyes go to... | |
| SIV, the Matriarch, holds a LEATHER-BOUND BOOK whose cover | |
| is marked by runic letters. In Swedish, she formally | |
| addresses the congregation - like a priest to a parish - | |
| before opening the book. Its scripture is written in runes | |
| and unknown hieroglyphs (the AFFECT language). | |
| JOSH | |
| (to Pelle, whispering) | |
| What’s that book? | |
| Christian leans in to hear the answer: | |
| PELLE | |
| Rubi Radr. Our scripture. | |
| JOSH | |
| Can I possibly read that? | |
| PELLE | |
| You would not be able. | |
| Siv, eyes on the page, surprises our group by beginning to | |
| SING a wordless hymn. It’s beautiful, yet feels improvised, | |
| as if inspired (on the spot) by emotions provoked by the | |
| text. | |
| 45 EXT. CLIFF - SAME TIME 45 | |
| The two elderly men have been carried to the top of a CLIFF | |
| overlooking the beach. Their chairs are SET DOWN near the | |
| precipice. They are placed beside freshly carved (and | |
| impressively sized) RUNE STONES. | |
| 77. | |
| The elders rise from their seats. They are each handed a | |
| CEREMONIAL BLADE. They stoically drag the blade across | |
| their palms, DRAWING BLOOD. | |
| The men rub their palms together, making their hands nice | |
| and bloody. They press their palms onto their rune stones, | |
| both leaving TWO BLOODY HAND-PRINTS. | |
| 46 EXT. BEACH - SAME TIME 46 | |
| Everyone looks up at the cliff’s peak. Dani is SWEATING | |
| BEADS now, her breathing erratic. | |
| Finally, the TWO ELDERLY MEN appear at the edge. | |
| Rapt silence. | |
| One of the elderly men ANNOUNCES something loudly in | |
| Swedish. | |
| JOSH | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| What did he say? | |
| But Pelle ignores Josh. His eyes are glued to the men. Josh | |
| redirects his attention to the cliff-top. | |
| Dani BRACES herself. Her TEETH begin to chatter. She GRABS | |
| Christian’s arm, and then -- | |
| The elderly man LEAPS OFF THE PRECIPICE. Connie and Simon | |
| SCREAM. The man plummets 200 feet to LAND FATALLY on the | |
| jagged rocks below. Upon impact, a FLOCK OF BIRDS ALIGHTS | |
| from a tree. | |
| Our group is shocked into horrified silence. Dani looks | |
| like she’s been knocked out of her body. The birds fly over | |
| Dani’s head, and a sudden rush courses through her. | |
| The OTHER ELDERLY MAN - the one whose torch burnt out | |
| before circling the house three times - now steps up to the | |
| precipice. He also announces something in Swedish. | |
| SIMON | |
| (panicking) | |
| What’s happening? Is he gonna jump, | |
| too? No-- | |
| 78. | |
| The man LAUNCHES HIMSELF OFF THE CLIFF. Connie GASPS. The | |
| man plummets straight down, landing not only ON HIS FEET, | |
| but also on the fresh corpse of his friend. This softens | |
| the blow, preventing the fall from killing him. The man, | |
| all broken bones now, WAILS in horrible pain. | |
| The community grumbles with concern. Everyone turns to | |
| THREE MEN, each the oldest of their respective generations | |
| (the youths, the laborers, and the mentors). They | |
| understand what they must do. | |
| SIMON | |
| Why did that just happen? We need | |
| to call an ambulance. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| It’s okay. | |
| SIMON | |
| What’s okay?! CALL AN AMBULANCE! | |
| Everybody’s just watching! | |
| The PLUMP ELDER approaches the three men with a CUDGEL. | |
| This is a long-handled club with a pointed block of wood at | |
| the end. The cudgel is handed over to the MENTOR. | |
| Dani watches, overwhelmed, as the three men (now armed with | |
| the cudgel) stalk over to the dying man. The dying man | |
| moans pathetically, in too much pain to scream. | |
| From DANI’S POV: The men have arrived at the dying elder’s | |
| feet. The mentor RAISES the cudgel, and brutally swings it | |
| down onto the old man’s HEAD. This isn’t a fatal blow. The | |
| man raises the cudgel again, and this time he STRIKES the | |
| elder with enough force to silence him. | |
| The mentor hands the cudgel to the LABORER. He raises the | |
| cudgel and brings it down onto the old man’s crown. The | |
| elder’s leg goes into pathetic SPASMS. Blood gurgling. The | |
| laborer BLUDGEONS him once more. He goes limp, probably | |
| dead. | |
| The YOUTH is now handed the cudgel. He delivers two brutal | |
| swings to the old man’s head. The mentor gently takes the | |
| cudgel away from the youth, and they all return to the | |
| community. The mentor hands the Plump Elder the cudgel, and | |
| everyone stands in respectful, contemplative silence. | |
| Dani is GRIPPING Christian’s arm. She is completely shell- | |
| shocked. Christian turns to Josh; they exchange “holy shit” | |
| looks. More EXCITED than troubled. | |
| 79. | |
| Siv bounds over to Connie and Simon, who are in a panic. | |
| Dani trembles, powder-white. Traumatized. | |
| SIV | |
| Ingemar! Did you not warn them? | |
| INGEMAR | |
| I’m sorry, grandmother Siv! I kind | |
| of warned them. | |
| SIMON | |
| Nobody did anything! Everyone just | |
| watched that! | |
| SIV | |
| Oh my, poor things-- | |
| SIMON | |
| You’re all just standing calmly | |
| around!! | |
| Siv lays an empathic hand on Simon and Connie’s shoulder. | |
| SIV | |
| Oh, mercy - please: You should have | |
| been warned better. What you just | |
| saw is a long, long, long observed | |
| custom. Those two men has just | |
| reached end of the Hårga life- | |
| cycle. | |
| Siv now looks into DANI’S eyes, but Dani is in a daze. She | |
| seems to have been knocked into a dissociative state. | |
| SIV | |
| It is a great joy for them, you | |
| must realize. And when I do so, it | |
| will be a great joy for me. | |
| (back to Simon and | |
| Connie) | |
| We view life as a circle. Okay? A | |
| re-cycle. One thing falls and | |
| another rises. The first man who | |
| jumped: his name was Olof. Yes? | |
| Siv points to a PREGNANT WOMAN: | |
| SIV | |
| That baby, who is not yet born, | |
| will inherit this name. He will be | |
| Olof. And if it is a girl, she will | |
| take the name of our last fallen | |
| lady, which was Dagmar. | |
| 80. | |
| Dani gazes at Siv, who has taken on a strange ETHEREAL GLOW | |
| (like an angel). | |
| SIV | |
| But instead of growing old and | |
| getting sick and dying in pain and | |
| shame and fear, we’ll give our life | |
| - as a gesture. Yes? A gift. And we | |
| will leave this chapter with | |
| dignity and gratitude. Before it | |
| can spoil. | |
| Siv releases Simon and Connie, who are no less fraught. Siv | |
| now addresses the whole group. | |
| SIV | |
| It does no good to die kicking and | |
| screaming and lashing back at the | |
| inevitable. It corrupts the soul. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| (to Simon and Connie) | |
| I’m sorry I did not warn you | |
| better. | |
| 47 EXT. FIELD - DAY 47 | |
| Everyone is walking back from the beach. JOSH rushes | |
| feverishly toward the Main House. Christian’s eyes are | |
| trained on him as he moves to Dani, who looks destroyed. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| You okay, baby? | |
| DANI | |
| (branching off) | |
| I need to not be here right now. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay. Good idea. You walk. I’ll | |
| find you in a second - okay? | |
| Dani walks off, addled. Christian ACCELERATES to follow | |
| Josh. | |
| 48 EXT. WOODS - MOMENTS LATER 48 | |
| Dani’s walk speeds into a SPRINT. Once out of sight, she | |
| stops at a tree, now HYPERVENTILATING. She tries to steady | |
| her breath, but it’s too erratic. She breaks down into | |
| violent SOBS. These are interrupted by a shrill RETCH. | |
| 81. | |
| 49 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - SAME TIME 49 | |
| Josh anxiously goes through his backpack to find his | |
| LAPTOP. He sits on the mattress as the computer boots up. | |
| Christian enters awkwardly - eyes on Josh. He appears to be | |
| summoning the courage to say something. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hey dude... | |
| JOSH | |
| Hey! | |
| (excitedly) | |
| Holy fuck, right? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Holy fuck. Incredible. | |
| JOSH | |
| Incredible! | |
| Christian works up the nerve: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| So listen: I’ve been wanting to ask | |
| you, or tell you, or just - mention | |
| to you something I’ve been thinking | |
| about... | |
| Josh looks up. He DARKENS with concern. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I’ve just been thinking, and I’ve | |
| decided...I really think I wanna do | |
| my thesis here. On the Hårgas. | |
| Josh doesn’t react. Christian nervously continues: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| And I wanted to tell you first, so | |
| that it didn’t seem like I wasn’t | |
| telling you. | |
| JOSH | |
| I feel like I can’t tell if you’re | |
| joking. | |
| Christian doesn’t respond. Josh becomes incredulous. | |
| JOSH | |
| Oh my God. I honestly can’t even... | |
| 82. | |
| (barely containing his | |
| rage) | |
| You know I’m out here doing my | |
| thesis, on midsummer. That’s why | |
| I’m here. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Yeah, but not on this community. | |
| Josh’s eyes BURN on Christian. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What? | |
| JOSH | |
| ...You knew I was gonna want to do | |
| this. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| How would I know that? Did you even | |
| know that before I just told you? | |
| JOSH | |
| Oh my God, Christian, of course you | |
| did! | |
| JOSH | |
| You think I don’t know what you’re | |
| doing? It’s actually kind of | |
| outrageously unsubtle. The fact | |
| that you’re being this bald about | |
| it. It’s impressive. It is. I’m | |
| honestly impressed. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What the fuck? | |
| JOSH | |
| Oh, yeah - “What the fuck.” | |
| (seething) | |
| This is what I’ve been working | |
| towards and you know it. That’s why | |
| you looked so guilty when you | |
| brought it up. Because you know - | |
| you know - that what you’re doing | |
| is unethical and leechy and lazy | |
| and frankly kind of sad-- | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay, wow, fuck you-- | |
| JOSH | |
| 83. | |
| No dude, not fuck me! Find your own | |
| subject - or your own passion. | |
| Because I’m actually invested in | |
| this. It’s not some glorified hobby | |
| that I’m casually dipping my feet | |
| into. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Oh my God! You are so arrogant! In | |
| case you forgot, we’re both earning | |
| the same degree-- | |
| JOSH | |
| But we’re not doing it in the same | |
| way, Christian. Okay? I have to | |
| hold your hand through everything. | |
| You didn’t even know how to use J- | |
| Stor before I taught you, and | |
| you’re a fucking grad student. I | |
| mean, why are you even in academia? | |
| You don’t care! Which is fine! | |
| That’s your prerogative! Just don’t | |
| appropriate my actual work for your | |
| new shortcut! | |
| This cuts Christian like a knife. His eyes are flaring with | |
| RAGE. But he stifles it. Determined to remain collected, he | |
| concludes: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I wanna do my thesis here. If you | |
| want to as well, I’d be happy to | |
| discuss collaborating. If not, I | |
| guess we’ll have two separate | |
| theses on the Hårgas. | |
| Christian leaves. | |
| Josh sits motionless. | |
| 50 EXT. FARMSTEAD - CONTINUOUS 50 | |
| Christian emerges from the Main House, extremely tense. A | |
| very pale SIMON smokes a joint near the door, looking very | |
| ill. He notices Christian’s demeanor. | |
| SIMON | |
| You traumatized too, mate? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (still fuming) | |
| What? Oh. Yeah... | |
| 84. | |
| SIMON | |
| (offering joint) | |
| You want some? It’s laced with | |
| hydrocodone. | |
| Christian notices in the FIELD: a group of WOMEN collecting | |
| Linum usitatissimum (FLAX), which is in abundance. Among | |
| thme he sees MAJA, working with her friend ULLA (28). They | |
| laugh as they work. | |
| Christian gestures “excuse me” to Simon, and approaches | |
| Maja. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hey. Hi. Sorry to bother you... | |
| Maja looks up - not understanding. She looks almost | |
| panicked. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I’m Christian. | |
| Ulla insert herself: | |
| YOUNG WOMAN | |
| Hello. I am Ulla. She is Maja. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hi Ulla. Maja. I was wondering if I | |
| could ask, uh - | |
| (pulls out pen and paper) | |
| - how many of those Attestupans you | |
| guys have seen performed. | |
| ULLA | |
| Every time one reaches age. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay... | |
| ULLA | |
| So lots. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Right. Okay. And you don’t have | |
| like, a typical mourning period? | |
| For grieving? | |
| ULLA | |
| We grieve and celebrate. | |
| Maja has been staring at Christian, love-stricken. He is | |
| aware of it, but tries to ignore. | |
| 85. | |
| ULLA | |
| We must go now and keep working. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay. No problem. Thank you. I | |
| might find you to ask more later? | |
| Ulla smiles “okay” and walks off with Maja. They wave | |
| goodbye. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Goodbye. | |
| (to Maja) | |
| ‘Bye Maja. | |
| Maja smiles timidly and waves again. | |
| In the b.g., Josh stands at the Main House’s door, STARING. | |
| 51 EXT. MEADOW - EVENING 51 | |
| Dani sits cross-legged near the river. Her eyes are closed. | |
| She’s trying to meditate, but her breathing is still | |
| unstable. | |
| Christian appears behind her. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hey. | |
| Dani’s eyes open with a start. She turns to him. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| How we doing? | |
| DANI | |
| I can’t stop fucking shaking and my | |
| teeth keep chattering. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I can imagine. Today was a lot. | |
| DANI | |
| I feel like the neck on my skin is | |
| getting tighter. Like I’m choking. | |
| Dani pulls at her neck. Christian puts a hand on her | |
| shoulder. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| 86. | |
| You okay, baby? | |
| DANI | |
| (looking up at him) | |
| Are you just not at all disturbed | |
| by what happened? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I mean, of course, it was shocking. | |
| But I’m also trying to keep an open | |
| mind. | |
| Dani just stares at him. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| It’s - cultural. We put our elderly | |
| in nursing homes. I’m sure they | |
| find that disturbing. | |
| Dani EYES him, disturbed by his nonchalance. She then | |
| sees... In the b.g., a congregation of WOMEN are migrating | |
| off together. | |
| DAGNY, whom we met earlier, splits from the group to RUN | |
| over to Dani and Christian. | |
| DAGNY | |
| Dani! Do you like to join us? | |
| DANI | |
| Why? What’s happening? | |
| DAGNY | |
| A special ceremony - for the | |
| womans. | |
| (to Christian) | |
| The mans are joining for a - | |
| meditate. At the houses. | |
| Dani looks to Christian, fraught. He gives her a “go ahead” | |
| look. | |
| Dani looks over to the flock of women and sees an equally | |
| unnerved CONNIE. | |
| MOMENTS LATER | |
| Dani uneasily joins Connie in the migrating crowd of women. | |
| They’re approaching a RIVER, which seems to GLOW in the | |
| distance. | |
| DANI | |
| 87. | |
| Did they tell you what this is? | |
| CONNIE | |
| (shakes head) | |
| Someone better not be jumping off | |
| another fucking cliff. | |
| Dani pulls again at her neck - still feeling claustrophobic | |
| in her own skin. | |
| 52 EXT. FIELD - MOMENTS LATER 52 | |
| All the men are seated in a mass circle for a GROUP | |
| MEDITATION (which hasn’t yet begun). Isolated in the center | |
| of the circle is an Elder. He is the MEDITATION LEADER. | |
| (Outside the circle, a GROUP OF MEN decorate a TREE that | |
| has been pulled from the earth. | |
| They adorn it in various FLOWERS and HANDMADE ORNAMENTS.) | |
| Christian joins Mark in the circle. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Nice nap? | |
| Mark, eyes elsewhere, leans over to WHISPER: | |
| MARK | |
| That girl over there keeps chatting | |
| me up, but she speaks like zero | |
| English. | |
| Mark is pointing to the PRETTY BRUNETTE from earlier. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Oh yeah. She’s cute. | |
| MARK | |
| Right? She keeps eyeing me. | |
| Christian pauses, and then: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (can’t help himself) | |
| Don’t you kinda hate Josh? | |
| 53 EXT. WATER WELL - SAME TIME 53 | |
| Pelle stands by the well, drawing up water. Josh appears. | |
| JOSH | |
| Hey. Can I talk to you? PELLE | |
| 88. | |
| PELLE | |
| Sure. But we’re being called for | |
| the meditation-- | |
| JOSH | |
| Has Christian come to you yet? | |
| PELLE | |
| ...About what? | |
| JOSH | |
| (quickly) | |
| Okay - so listen: And you can | |
| obviously say “no,” but point- | |
| blank: I wanna do my thesis here. | |
| On this. | |
| PELLE | |
| Oh which? The nine-day feast? | |
| JOSH | |
| Or - yes, but no: On you guys. On | |
| the Hårgas. And Itold Christian | |
| this already, and now I think he’s | |
| trying to pretend that it was his | |
| idea, so if he comes to you-- | |
| PELLE | |
| Okay, well... | |
| Well, no, hey, wait a minute: I | |
| seriously doubt the elders will | |
| approve of anything being written. | |
| They’re extremely protective. | |
| JOSH | |
| Yeah, of course, and I wouldn’t do | |
| anything without their approval or | |
| permission. | |
| PELLE | |
| Yeah, but - they won’t approve, | |
| Josh. The only reason we’ve | |
| survived at all is because we | |
| operate in total isolation. | |
| JOSH | |
| Right: So I can just use aliases | |
| for everything! | |
| PELLE | |
| Then what would be the point? You | |
| couldn’t even get it peer reviewed! | |
| (before Josh can argue) | |
| 89. | |
| Christian did already ask me this, | |
| by the way. I told him the exact | |
| same thing I’m telling you. | |
| JOSH | |
| ...I thought you just said he | |
| hadn’t talked to you. | |
| PELLE | |
| (annoyed) | |
| Fuck, look: I’ll ask the elders. | |
| Okay? But if it’s approved, you | |
| either both do it together or you | |
| fight it out between yourselves. | |
| Pelle puts his hands up to signify “That’s it.” He walks | |
| off toward the MEDITATION CIRCLE. | |
| 54 EXT. FIELD - MOMENTS LATER 54 | |
| Pelle walks to an Elder near the back of the circle. He | |
| WHISPERS in his ear. As this happens, Josh hovers in the | |
| distance. He WATCHES Pelle’s interaction, in suspense. | |
| Christian, still sitting in the circle, SEES Josh staring | |
| at Pelle. Christian becomes instantly PARANOID. He RISES. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (to Mark) | |
| I’m gonna - take a leak. | |
| Christian walks off towards a wall of BUSHES. Josh sees | |
| this, hesitates, and then warily FOLLOWS. He keeps a | |
| healthy distance. (Pelle’s EYES are now on both of them.) | |
| Once Christian is hidden by foliage, he sneakily RUNS off. | |
| He pursues the crowd of women, who are off in the distance. | |
| MEANWHILE, Mark looks helpless in the meditation circle. | |
| MEDITATION LEADER | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| We begin now. Close your eyes. | |
| 55 EXT. RIVER - SAME TIME 55 | |
| The women arrive at the river. Hundreds of LANTERNS have | |
| been set up around the water to resemble a FIERY NECKLACE. | |
| In the river’s center, NINE BURNING TORCHES protrude from a | |
| BUOY atop the water. | |
| 90. | |
| The women have stopped at a spot near the river. Everyone | |
| stands seriously about. Siv walks up to a mystified Dani | |
| and Connie. | |
| SIV | |
| Do you admire the Brísingamen? | |
| CONNIE | |
| The lanterns? | |
| SIV | |
| Glädje’s necklace made by the | |
| fairies. We give it now to her | |
| mother, Kärlek, as praise for | |
| creating our sun. | |
| Dani and Connie don’t understand, nor do they inquire | |
| further. | |
| Siv laughs, seeing their confusion. | |
| SIV | |
| Think of it like theatre. Strictly | |
| presentational. Yes? | |
| Dani placates her by nodding. Siv smiles and directs their | |
| attention to the CENTER of the congregation. | |
| One of the female elders - a LARGE WOMAN (60s) with sturdy | |
| legs - holds the sacred book Rubi Radr. She takes a moment | |
| as everyone quiets down. She then reads a passage (in | |
| Swedish) out loud. She reads with clarity and authority. | |
| After she has finished... A GROUP OF NINE WOMEN (three in | |
| their 20s, three in their 30s/ 40s, and three in their | |
| 50s/60s) all DISROBE. They are now NUDE. | |
| A woman begins playing the KEY-HARP. After the tune is | |
| established, three women begin to SING. It is a WORDLESS | |
| choral song - comprised only of expressive/abstract sounds | |
| that evoke a range of feelings and tell a strictly | |
| emotional story. | |
| As this is sung, the nude women walk to the RIVER. They | |
| descend into the water and swim towards the center. The | |
| song continues. | |
| 91. | |
| The nude women arrive at the burning buoy. They wait for | |
| the song to reach a bridge, and then they each draw a | |
| FLAMING TORCH from the buoy. Holding up their torches, the | |
| nude women now step carefully onto what must be underwater | |
| planks. They are still up to their necks in water. As the | |
| song crescendos, they slowly walk up the planks (each of | |
| which move in separate directions) to emerge from the | |
| water. | |
| SIV | |
| (explaining to Dani) | |
| The women represents the sun. The | |
| sea gave birth to the sun, so | |
| they’re like - | |
| (gestures “rising up”) | |
| - from the womb. | |
| Dani and Connie watch. It is hypnotic. | |
| Christian, having just caught up, WATCHES this ritual from | |
| behind a tree. Josh, a good distance behind Christian, also | |
| watches. Transfixed. | |
| The women all arrive onto the shore at the same time. They | |
| rest their torches, and the song comes to an end. | |
| Siv looks to a young RED-HAIRED WOMAN (30s), who runs off | |
| to now fetch the men. | |
| 56 EXT. FARMSTEAD - MOMENTS LATER 56 | |
| The Red-Haired Woman gives a signal to ODD. Odd then | |
| gestures to the MEN handling the decorated tree. They all | |
| LIFT the tree, and one man strikes a BELL. This ROUSES the | |
| men from their meditation. | |
| MEDITATION LEADER | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Now we stop. | |
| Odd addresses the meditators. | |
| ODD | |
| Okay everyone! Let us form a | |
| procession. Following the tree. | |
| Everybody rises, still coming out of their collective | |
| trance. | |
| They queue up to follow the decorated tree. | |
| 92. | |
| 57 EXT. RIVER - MOMENTS LATER 57 | |
| The men carrying the tree ARRIVE at the river, joining the | |
| women. The nude women are now dressed. | |
| Christian awkwardly joins the crowd. As does Josh. | |
| After a moment, the Large Woman announces to the river: | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| In thanks and praise, Great | |
| Goddess, we bestow upon you this | |
| modest gift. | |
| Music is played as the men HOIST up the lavish tree, run it | |
| towards the river, and HURL it into the water. The river | |
| gulps the tree down. | |
| A horn bellows. | |
| A THIN MAN (40s) steps out to announce, quite theatrically: | |
| THIN MAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Oh no! Did you hear that rumbling? | |
| I think she is still hungry. | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| I heard no rumbling. | |
| (to the crowd) | |
| Did any of you? | |
| Grumblings all around. The consensus is “no.” | |
| THIN MAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Ah, well - I suppose it could have | |
| been my own belly. | |
| Some polite laughter among the congregation. | |
| THIN MAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| But I do not wish to risk offending | |
| our generous Mother. | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| 93. | |
| Nor do I. Yet we have already given | |
| our finest jewels and most fruitful | |
| tree. What else could we possibly | |
| offer? | |
| Then a YOUNG BOY (10) is heard among the crowd. | |
| YOUNG BOY (O.S.) | |
| You can use me! | |
| The crowd OPENS UP to reveal the young boy. He is adorned | |
| in the same jewels and flowers as the tree. His costume is | |
| an imitation of the tree’s. He is clearly reciting lines | |
| (with less confidence than the Thin Man and Large Woman). | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| You, young Ame, wish to offer your | |
| life to our beloved Goddess? | |
| YOUNG BOY | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| If She will have it. | |
| THIN MAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| How brave you are, little Ame! | |
| YOUNG BOY | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Brave? What is brave in going home? | |
| Horns are played as the Young Boy steps forward to stand | |
| before the men who tossed the tree. They reluctantly lift | |
| the boy up and carry him to the river. | |
| Dani starts to PANIC. | |
| DANI | |
| (to Siv) | |
| No. What’s happening? | |
| Siv SMILES. | |
| The boy is taken to the edge of the river, and the men | |
| begin to SWING him back and forth. They are preparing to | |
| launch him into the water. | |
| DANI | |
| NO!!! | |
| This mingles with other protestations from the crowd: | |
| Å | |
| 94. | |
| HÅRGAN #1 | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| No! Don’t! | |
| HÅRGAN #2 | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Leave him be! He has shown his | |
| bravery! | |
| The crowd erupts into a CACOPHONY OF STAGED PROTEST. The | |
| men stop swinging the boy. After sufficient heckling, the | |
| men RELEASE the boy. He then runs to SIV, bashfully burying | |
| his face into her dress. She pats his head with pride. | |
| Everyone APPLAUDS. The performance seems to be over. Dani | |
| looks completely disoriented. | |
| Connie, who has now been joined by Simon, turns to Siv. | |
| CONNIE | |
| So, is this like a Wiccan thing? | |
| SIV | |
| (confused at first) | |
| Wicca? Oh my dear no! This is about | |
| reciprocity. | |
| CONNIE | |
| Okay... | |
| SIV | |
| Strictly presentational. | |
| Connie looks skeptical. Dani still looks crazed. She turns | |
| to find CHRISTIAN, who (in contrast) looks very amused. | |
| 58 EXT. FIELD - MINUTES LATER 58 | |
| Dani has pulled Christian to a secluded spot. She is very | |
| high-strung. In the b.g., the Hårgas’ WATER POWER PLANT is | |
| visible. | |
| DANI | |
| Please Christian - we need to | |
| leave. This is feeling really | |
| wrong. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay: look: I know it’s weird. | |
| That’s because it’s alien. We | |
| haven’t ever been exposed to | |
| anything like this. | |
| 95. | |
| DANI | |
| No, Christian: this is pagan nature | |
| worship. This is completely | |
| backwards. We shouldn’t be here. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| We just need to acclimate-- | |
| DANI | |
| I don’t want to acclimate! I want | |
| to leave. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Baby, I cannot leave right now. | |
| Period. I’m doing my thesis on | |
| these guys-- | |
| DANI | |
| What? Since when?! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Since I decided! Today. Which you | |
| know has been a nightmare for me to | |
| figure out. And I made the mistake | |
| of telling Josh and now he’s | |
| competing with me-- | |
| DANI | |
| So let him have it if he wants it! | |
| We shouldn’t be here, Christian. | |
| But why have they invited us? And | |
| why did Pelle?! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| No, hey - have you even seen what’s | |
| happening here?! This level of | |
| tradition? And nobody knows about | |
| it, nobody’s written on it - and | |
| they’ve invited us to be part of | |
| it! Can’t you see what a privilege | |
| that is?! Because Pelle did! | |
| Because he trusts us! | |
| DANI | |
| And why would he trust you, of all | |
| people? You’re opportunistic | |
| anthropology students. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (stubborn) | |
| Not necessarily. | |
| Dani HESITATES, seeing that she’s getting nowhere. | |
| 96. | |
| DANI | |
| I want to leave. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Then you can leave. I invited you | |
| to come, and I don’t regret that, | |
| but I’m here for a reason. | |
| Beat. Christian’s eyes are ice cold. | |
| DANI | |
| ...Do you not love me anymore? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (momentarily stunned) | |
| What does that have to do with | |
| this? | |
| DANI | |
| (almost to herself) | |
| This is the devaluation phase. | |
| We've been in it for a long time | |
| now. Next comes the discard. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Oh fuck - can you maybe spare our | |
| relationship the psychology 101? | |
| DANI | |
| No - this has been happening for a | |
| long time! You’ve been pulling | |
| away... And I've been in denial. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (finished) | |
| Oh, please babe - give yourself | |
| some credit. Looks to me like | |
| you've got it all figured out. | |
| Christian turns and STORMS away. | |
| DANI | |
| Oh my -- you’re gonna walk away | |
| now?? | |
| As he leaves, she cries out: | |
| DANI | |
| You’re just gonna leave me like | |
| this?! | |
| 59 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - NIGHT 59 | |
| 97. | |
| People are laying boards over the windows, bringing the | |
| Main House into darkness. | |
| Dani enters with sunken eyes. Christian’s already in bed. | |
| Staring at him, Dani walks to JOSH. (She is pulling at her | |
| neck again.) | |
| DANI | |
| Do you have a sleeping pill? | |
| JOSH | |
| Sure. Uh... | |
| Josh fishes a PILL out of his bag. | |
| JOSH | |
| They’re intense, though. You might | |
| wanna cut it in half. | |
| DANI | |
| I just need to sleep. | |
| She swallows it whole. | |
| 60 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - NIGHT 60 | |
| Silence. Everyone is asleep, including Dani. | |
| There is RUSTLING heard off-screen. Dani WAKES. She sits up | |
| to see... | |
| Christian’s bed is now EMPTY. So is Mark’s bed. And Josh’s. | |
| Concerned, Dani looks to the DOOR. Mark, Josh, Pelle and | |
| Christian are quietly tip-toeing out of the house. They | |
| GIGGLE. Christian is the last to exit. | |
| Confused, Dani climbs out of bed. She rushes to the door. | |
| Dani looks OUTSIDE to see that the group is now inside the | |
| RENTAL MINIVAN, which is IDLING off. Pelle drives, | |
| LAUGHING. Christian, in the back seat, looks out the back | |
| window. HE SMILES GIDDILY AT DANI as they drive away. | |
| Dani watches this in utter horror. | |
| The diminishing car’s TAILPIPE belches thick black smoke. | |
| Dani opens her mouth in anguish. An impossible amount of | |
| BLACK SMOKE (the same color as that from the tailpipe) | |
| escapes her lungs, FILLING the frame, and then-- | |
| 98. | |
| We SLAM to a HARSH INSERT of the GORED FACE of the second | |
| Elder who jumped off the cliff. He GASPS wretchedly. | |
| We then PUNCH OUT, wider, to reveal that the dashed bodies | |
| on the rocks are DANI’S PARENTS and her SISTER. We then CUT | |
| TO: | |
| 61 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - NIGHT 61 | |
| Dani is ASLEEP in bed. The last scene was a DREAM. Her | |
| eyelids twitch as she continues to suffer the nightmare. | |
| We pan away from Dani to reveal that MAJA, several beds | |
| over, is AWAKE. She anxiously fingers a freshly carved RUNE | |
| STONE. Her eyes are GLUED to Christian, who is fast asleep. | |
| Maja climbs out of bed and tip-toes to Christian’s bed. She | |
| crouches to SLIDE the rune stone under his mattress. She | |
| then runs nervously back to her bed. | |
| JOSH, whom we now reveal to be awake, has been watching | |
| this. | |
| 62 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - MORNING 62 | |
| All of the beds are now empty, and morning activity is | |
| heard outside. Dani, however, is still asleep. | |
| 63 EXT. MEADOW - NEXT MORNING 63 | |
| Pelle plants vegetables in the garden. | |
| Josh, accompanied by Mark, approaches Pelle. Watching this, | |
| Christian lingers in the b.g. | |
| JOSH | |
| Hey man. Any word? | |
| Pelle looks up to see Josh. He SIGHS and rises. | |
| PELLE | |
| They said you can do it as long as | |
| you absolutely don’t use names and | |
| the location is never even hinted | |
| at. And they’re gonna have you sign | |
| an agreement to that. | |
| JOSH | |
| (nodding, excited) | |
| Okay. Wow. Okay. | |
| 99. | |
| Josh can’t contain his glee. | |
| PELLE | |
| And you split it with Christian. | |
| Because he came to me first. | |
| JOSH | |
| Well, that’s -- We’ll figure that | |
| out. | |
| Mark notices in the distance: One MAN has climbed to the | |
| top of a TREE to fetch a strange, FLOWERING PINECONE from | |
| the tip of a branch. At the base of the tree is a crowd of | |
| observing men. | |
| MARK | |
| What are they doing? | |
| JOSH | |
| Gathering...charms. | |
| The climbing man CUTS the cone with a golden blade. The men | |
| CHEER. | |
| JOSH | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| Here: can I ask you something? | |
| Josh pulls Maja’s RUNE STONE out of his pocket. | |
| JOSH | |
| I found this under Christian’s bed. | |
| Do you know what this is? | |
| PELLE | |
| (looking over it) | |
| Love rune. It casts a love spell. | |
| CHRISTIAN walks over. Josh CONCEALS the rune. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What’s going on? | |
| PELLE | |
| The elders said you can do your | |
| thesis as long as you don’t use | |
| actual names or location. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Holy shit. That’s incredible. Thank | |
| you so much. | |
| PELLE | |
| 100. | |
| You’re splitting it with Josh. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (as if Josh isn’t there) | |
| I already told him that’s totally | |
| fine with me. | |
| Pelle notices Christian glancing over at Maja. | |
| PELLE | |
| I think my sister Maja has taken a | |
| liking to you. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Yeah. I think I noticed. | |
| In the b.g., a COW and a LAMB are being led across the | |
| field by different Hårgans. | |
| PELLE | |
| (raising eyebrows) | |
| You know, she just got her | |
| byxmyndig. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Ha. What’s that? | |
| PELLE | |
| It means - | |
| (smiling at the silly | |
| expression) | |
| - “pants license”? When you turn | |
| fifteen, you’re allowed to have | |
| sex. | |
| MARK | |
| (pointing) | |
| How ‘bout that one? Is she | |
| licensed? | |
| Mark is pointing out the BRUNETTE that he has a crush on. | |
| PELLE | |
| (laughs) | |
| Inga? Oh yes. | |
| Pelle is SUMMONED by a few men struggling to carry | |
| equipment. | |
| He goes off to help them. | |
| 101. | |
| At the same time, Mark catches the brunette, INGA, looking | |
| at him again. He suddenly feels COMPELLED to do something. | |
| He starts marching in the direction of the climbing men. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Mark? | |
| 64 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - MORNING 64 | |
| Dani stirs awake. Extremely groggy. | |
| DANI | |
| (as if still dreaming) | |
| Christian? | |
| 65 EXT. FARMSTEAD - SAME TIME 65 | |
| Mark has arrived at an OAK TREE with a particularly large | |
| PINECONE (also bearing a flower) at the top. Its base has | |
| been tied with rope. Mark begins to CLIMB it. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Wait, dude. Maybe hold off. | |
| MARK | |
| I’m gonna “gather a charm.” | |
| Josh and Christian look uneasy as Mark quickly scales the | |
| Oak. As he climbs past a few branches, a BEARDED MAN (40s) | |
| is heard off-screen: | |
| BEARDED MAN (O.S.) | |
| NEJ!!! | |
| Mark FREEZES. The Bearded Man runs over. This is ULF. | |
| ULF | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET OFF! GET | |
| DOWN! | |
| Mark, now standing motionless on a branch, looks stupefied. | |
| The branch suddenly SNAPS beneath his feet, and he comes | |
| TUMBLING to the ground. He lands HARD on his ass. | |
| Ulf desperately picks up the BROKEN BRANCH. He then notices | |
| that the tree’s mud-plugged CLEFT (wrapped in rope) has | |
| BROKEN OPEN. | |
| ULF | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| 102. | |
| Oh no no no... What have you done? | |
| People have started gathering around. He appeals to them: | |
| ULF | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Can we put it back on? Can we...? | |
| MARK | |
| What’s wrong? What did I do? | |
| Pelle has run over. | |
| PELLE | |
| What happened? | |
| ULF | |
| (in Swedish, heartbroken) | |
| Your American friend. He desecrated | |
| my tree. | |
| PELLE | |
| (gasps, in Swedish) | |
| I’m so sorry, Father Ulf! He didn’t | |
| know. | |
| MARK | |
| What happened? What did I do? | |
| PELLE | |
| You climbed his tree. | |
| MARK | |
| His tree? So what? I’m sorry. | |
| ULF | |
| (suddenly enraged) | |
| “So what?!” | |
| MARK | |
| What?! I didn’t know! | |
| Ulf is clearly in a fury. He STIFLES it, but his eyes are | |
| frighteningly wide. | |
| PELLE | |
| Here, Mark: let’s just... | |
| Pelle leads Mark away. | |
| MARK | |
| What the fuck? How is it his tree? | |
| What’s even happening? | |
| 103. | |
| PELLE | |
| That tree cured him of pneumonia | |
| when he was a baby. | |
| MARK | |
| What? How?! No it didn’t. | |
| PELLE | |
| He believes it did. And now | |
| his health and his life are tied to | |
| that tree. If it gets hurt, he gets | |
| hurt. | |
| Mark looks over to Ulf, who has collapsed into TEARS. The | |
| Thin Elder speaks soothingly to him. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| We can reattach the branch. It’s a | |
| minor wound. Barely anything. | |
| ULF | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| What about the cleft? | |
| Mark calms down. | |
| MARK | |
| Well - fuck. I am sorry. I still | |
| don’t understand what I did... Do I | |
| apologize? | |
| PELLE | |
| Apologize later. | |
| The Pretty Brunette, INGA, has walked up. | |
| MARK | |
| Oh shit. Hi. | |
| INGA | |
| (to Pelle, in Swedish) | |
| Tell him it’s okay. He didn’t know. | |
| I will talk to father Ulf. | |
| She SMILES at Mark and walks off. | |
| PELLE | |
| (explaining) | |
| She said to tell you it’s okay and | |
| that she’ll explain to him your | |
| mistake. | |
| 104. | |
| MARK | |
| (overjoyed) | |
| Seriously? What else did she say? | |
| Christian sees DANI in the distance, woozily looking for | |
| him. He walks over to her, affecting pleasantness. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hey! | |
| DANI | |
| (seeing him) | |
| Oh! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| You get some good sleep? | |
| They arrive at each other. He gives her a peck. | |
| DANI | |
| I’m sorry about last night. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| ...How you feeling? | |
| DANI | |
| (pause, emotional) | |
| I don’t want us to be fighting, | |
| Christian. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Well - me neither. | |
| Christian looks like he wants to say more. Dani waits for | |
| it. Finally, Christian thinks better of it. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Are you feeling less nervous today? | |
| Dani pauses uncertainly at this. | |
| HORNS bellow in the b.g. A ceremony is beginning somewhere, | |
| and all the Hårgans are presently migrating over a hill. | |
| PELLE, standing at a distance, is waving Dani and Christian | |
| over. | |
| 66 EXT. HILL - DAY 66 | |
| ECU of a BABY BULL’S HIND LEGS, tied together with rope. | |
| The rope is PULLED SWIFTLY UP. | |
| 105. | |
| ECU of a LAMB’S HIND LEGS, also tied together. The rope is | |
| yanked up. | |
| ECU of a BABY HORSE’S HIND LEGS, also tied. The rope pulls | |
| UP. | |
| We now cut to a WIDE SHOT of the top of a HILL. NINE | |
| ANIMALS (lamb, goat, dog, baby horse, baby bull, baby cow, | |
| pig, rabbit, and three tied-together chickens) have been | |
| STRUNG UPSIDE-DOWN. | |
| They are all alive. Each of them is separated by about five | |
| feet. | |
| The THIN ELDER stands to the side of the line-up. On the | |
| other side is SIV. | |
| The entire community has congregated at the bottom of the | |
| hill. Dani looks very nervous. She turns to Pelle, who | |
| already looks concerned for her. | |
| DANI | |
| Do I want to stay for this? | |
| PELLE | |
| ...Maybe you should not. | |
| Dani looks to Christian. He looks very excited. She turns | |
| back to the top of the hill, anxious. | |
| Siv speaks exultantly to the air (in Swedish). When she | |
| finishes, STEADY PERCUSSION BEGINS. The Thin Elder strikes | |
| a different POSE (physically and emotionally) with every | |
| percussive hit. | |
| The RED-HAIRED WOMAN, reading from the holy book Rubi Radr, | |
| begins to SING. As we’ve heard before, it is a WORDLESS | |
| choral song. | |
| Nine YOUNG MEN, each holding a blade, walk up to the | |
| animals. | |
| Simultaneously, they all SLIT THE ANIMALS’ THROATS. The | |
| animals THRASH wildly as BLOOD drains from their necks. | |
| (The song has degraded into anguished snarls and cries.) | |
| That does it. Dani STORMS OFF. Christian is too awe- | |
| stricken to care. Josh, meanwhile, is taking covert PHOTOS | |
| with his phone. | |
| 106. | |
| Beneath each animal, a narrow CHANNEL has been pre-carved | |
| into the earth. Each channel winds and loops to eventually | |
| converge, thus forming a MASSIVE RUNIC SYMBOL (symbolizing | |
| fertility). The blood pours from each animal to run down | |
| the separate canals. | |
| Soon, the blood has co-mingled to fill the carefully- | |
| engineered runic sculpture. It’s horrible and beautiful. | |
| Josh and Christian, briefly joined in their excitement, | |
| trade looks of amazement. Mark looks mystified. | |
| MARK | |
| This is fuckin’ weird, no? | |
| Pelle now goes after Dani, who is speed-walking away. | |
| In the b.g., Simon can be heard saying: | |
| SIMON (O.S.) | |
| What the fuck did you bring us to? | |
| Christian looks over at this. SIMON, who looks very scared, | |
| is confronting a grinning Ingemar. | |
| SIMON | |
| (to Ingemar, | |
| aggressively) | |
| Why are you smiling, mate? | |
| 67 EXT. FIELD - SAME TIME 67 | |
| Dani speed-walks (with intermittent running) toward the | |
| Main House in the distance. Pelle follows her, glancing | |
| over his shoulder to view more of the ceremony. | |
| 68 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - MINUTES LATER 68 | |
| Dani enters the Main House, eyes crazed. She goes to her | |
| bed and begins hastily packing her bag. Her breathing is | |
| erratic and she’s pulling at her neck again (as if to | |
| loosen the skin). | |
| Pelle enters. | |
| PELLE | |
| Dani? | |
| Dani looks up, teeth chattering with anxiety. | |
| DANI | |
| 107. | |
| I’m really sorry, Pelle. Thank you | |
| for inviting me, but I really need | |
| to go. Can someone maybe drive me? | |
| PELLE | |
| I did warn you this time. I know it | |
| looks extreme, but we only do this | |
| once every ninety years. It’s - | |
| what’s the word...? | |
| DANI | |
| I understand that it’s momentous. | |
| PELLE | |
| (that was the word) | |
| Right! Exactly! | |
| DANI | |
| (snapping) | |
| I don’t know why we’re here, Pelle! | |
| I don’t know why you invited us! | |
| PELLE | |
| Okay: Here: Sit down. Please. | |
| He sits Dani down. He plants himself beside her, taking her | |
| hands. | |
| PELLE | |
| I invited my friends because this | |
| is a once-in-a-lifetime thing and I | |
| wanted to share it. Especially with | |
| my friends who I knew would | |
| appreciate it, because I am proud | |
| of this place. | |
| DANI | |
| But I’m not an anthropologist. I | |
| don’t have the foundation to | |
| understand this. | |
| PELLE | |
| And yet I was the most excited for | |
| you to come. | |
| Pelle has pulled a special POUCH from his pocket. He draws | |
| something out. | |
| PELLE | |
| Here: smell this. | |
| He places a homemade sachet (containing a SPECIAL HERB) | |
| under her nose. | |
| 108. | |
| DANI | |
| What is it? | |
| PELLE | |
| It calms you down. | |
| She pauses before smelling it. | |
| PELLE | |
| Go on. Inhale. I will, too. | |
| Demonstrating, he INHALES the herb deeply. He puts it back | |
| to her nose, and she does the same. She’s still trembling. | |
| PELLE | |
| Isn’t that nice?... I know what | |
| you’re going through, Dani. | |
| DANI | |
| What am I going through? I’m | |
| scared. I can’t breathe. | |
| PELLE | |
| You’re going through a lot. | |
| PELLE | |
| I know you are, and I’m gonna say | |
| something now, because my birth | |
| parents are both gone, too-- | |
| DANI | |
| What?! | |
| (crying now) | |
| That’s not what I’m talking about! | |
| PELLE | |
| 109. | |
| I know, and that’s fine, but | |
| please... My birth-parents both | |
| died when I was a little boy. They | |
| burned up in a fire, and I became - | |
| technically - an orphan. So believe | |
| me when I say I know what that is, | |
| because I do. Yet my difference is: | |
| I didn’t get a chance to feel lost. | |
| Because I had a family - here - | |
| where everyone embraced me and | |
| swept me up and I was raised by a | |
| community that doesn’t distinguish | |
| between what is theirs and what is | |
| not theirs. That’s what you were | |
| sacrificed to. But I - have always | |
| felt...held. By a family. A real | |
| family. Which everyone deserves. | |
| And you deserve. | |
| Dani looks down at Pelle’s hands GRIPPING hers. | |
| DANI | |
| Christian could walk in. | |
| PELLE | |
| He’s what I’m talking about. And | |
| he’s my good friend and I like | |
| him... But do you feel HELD by him, | |
| Dani? Does he feel like a HOME to | |
| you? | |
| His eyes are locked intensely on Dani’s. She doesn’t turn | |
| away. | |
| PELLE | |
| My pilgrimage has been fun. New | |
| York is fun... But I also find it | |
| terrifying how people live. As if | |
| it’s necessary and even good to be | |
| lost and drifting...and I haven’t | |
| spent one night over there that I | |
| haven’t longed to be back here...in | |
| the lap of the Hårgas. | |
| Dani looks almost hypnotized as she looks into Pelle’s | |
| eyes. | |
| PELLE | |
| Stay, Dani. Please. It will be | |
| good... And I swear we’re all | |
| finished sacrificing animals. | |
| 110. | |
| Dani gives a weak half-laugh. She relents. She sits up | |
| straight and wipes her eyes, regaining composure. | |
| PELLE | |
| Good. | |
| Pelle stands up. | |
| DANI | |
| You’re a very empathic person, do | |
| you know that? | |
| PELLE | |
| Well, our first language here is | |
| strictly emotion-based. So I could | |
| just be using that to manipulate | |
| you. | |
| Dani pauses at this. Pelle sticks his TONGUE out, teasing. | |
| Dani SMILES, relieved. | |
| PELLE | |
| You are very vulnerable, though. | |
| And I mean that in a great way. | |
| It’s very rare. It’s beautiful. | |
| Dani is touched, but tries to hide it. | |
| DANI | |
| (re: the herb) | |
| Can I smell that again? | |
| 69 EXT. HILL - SAME TIME 69 | |
| The ceremony has ended. Groups are now setting up TABLES | |
| for lunch. As usual, they’re being laid out in a particular | |
| pattern. | |
| Simon and Connie stand frozen, traumatized. Simon is | |
| visibly DISTRAUGHT. He stares up at the top of the HILL, | |
| where the dangling, blood-drained animals are now being cut | |
| down. | |
| SIMON | |
| Are we eating those animals? | |
| INGEMAR | |
| Not those ones. | |
| SIMON | |
| And why not? | |
| 111. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| (seeing the aggression) | |
| ...Because they weren’t killed for | |
| that. | |
| SIMON | |
| So what were they killed for? So we | |
| could watch that shit and clap? | |
| Ingemar smiles. This infuriates Simon. | |
| SIMON (CONT’D) | |
| What the fuck is that smile, mate? | |
| Get it off. | |
| CONNIE | |
| (trying to calm him) | |
| Simon... | |
| This has drawn attention. People are now looking over. | |
| INGEMAR | |
| (gesturing) | |
| We can talk about this over here. | |
| SIMON | |
| Why didn’t we talk about it before | |
| you took us here? | |
| Ingemar gently touches Simon’s arm to lead him away. | |
| SIMON | |
| (pulling back his arm) | |
| Don’t sort me out, mate! | |
| The PLUMP ELDER speaks up. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| What’s offending you, son? | |
| SIMON | |
| What’s offending me? Besides the | |
| fact I just saw something I can’t | |
| ever unsee, I’m offended that | |
| you’re teaching impressionable kids | |
| to sacrifice living, innocent | |
| animals - including a fucking | |
| defenseless dog-- | |
| One middle-aged WOMAN (50s) speaks up. | |
| WOMAN | |
| 112. | |
| We sacrificed defenseless animals | |
| yesterday, too! To fill your belly! | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| Why are we using “sacrifice” like | |
| it’s a dirty word? SIMON | |
| SIMON | |
| Because it’s fucking medieval! | |
| WOMAN | |
| Why are you swearing?! We’re not | |
| swearing! | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| (to Simon) | |
| You’ll find that sacrifice is | |
| essential in any relationship. | |
| Let’s put it in your terms-- | |
| SIMON | |
| You don’t know my terms! | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| (continuing, louder) | |
| Say you find yourself entangled | |
| with a lover who can’t put your | |
| needs before her own. | |
| CONNIE | |
| What’s that supposed to mean?! | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| (to Connie now) | |
| Say you learn that your partner | |
| can’t part with even a fraction of | |
| his own comfort to give you what | |
| you need. And show that you’re | |
| appreciated. | |
| (to both of them now) | |
| Wouldn’t you start to resent this | |
| person? Wouldn’t your own | |
| performance begin to lack, knowing | |
| they’re not pulling their weight? | |
| Wouldn’t you want to punish that | |
| person for taking you for granted? | |
| (to Simon) | |
| Sacrifice is proof. And without it, | |
| no union can last. | |
| Beat. Simon pops the bubble: | |
| SIMON | |
| 113. | |
| Alright. Thank you for that. And | |
| now we’ve seen two people kill | |
| themselves and nine animals get | |
| bled to death, so I think we’re | |
| leaving. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| I’ll happily drive you to the | |
| station. | |
| SIMON | |
| Lovely. Thank you. | |
| (to Connie) | |
| Let’s go. We’re getting our things. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| (gesturing) | |
| I do need your help jumping the | |
| truck, if you’ll be so kind. | |
| Simon pauses. | |
| SIMON | |
| (to Connie) | |
| Go pack our stuff. I’ll pick you up | |
| out front in - | |
| (to the Plump Elder) | |
| - what, five minutes? | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| Fine. | |
| Connie doesn’t want to go alone. She hesitates and then | |
| walks quickly off. We TRACK alongside Connie, following her | |
| away. | |
| As Connie speed-walks, PANIC rises in her. She looks back a | |
| few times, making sure that she’s not being followed. | |
| She arrives at the MAIN HOUSE. Dani and Josh are standing | |
| outside. They watch her storm past. | |
| DANI | |
| Are you okay, Connie? | |
| CONNIE | |
| (not stopping) | |
| Yeah. Sorry. We’re actually | |
| leaving. | |
| 70 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 70 | |
| 114. | |
| Connie rushes to her bed. She starts throwing her things | |
| into her suitcase. | |
| 71 EXT. THE MAIN HOUSE - MOMENTS LATER 71 | |
| Connie stops outside the door, gripping her and Simon’s | |
| bags. She turns to Dani as she waits for Simon. | |
| CONNIE | |
| (anxious) | |
| It was really lovely meeting you, | |
| Dani. | |
| DANI | |
| Yeah, it was lovely meeting you, | |
| too. | |
| CONNIE | |
| Sorry to just leave like this. | |
| Simon’s coming with the car. | |
| DANI | |
| I understand. I might be right | |
| behind you. | |
| CONNIE | |
| (on overdrive) | |
| Simon went mental. Christ. I feel | |
| sick. | |
| (then) | |
| We exchanged emails an’ all that, | |
| yeah? | |
| DANI | |
| No. We didn’t. | |
| CONNIE | |
| Oh. I’m Connie-dot-Brahms at | |
| AOL.com. | |
| DANI | |
| Connie-dot-Brahms. I’ll write you. | |
| CONNIE | |
| Yeah. Lovely. Sorry to just leave | |
| like this. | |
| ODD comes running up. | |
| ODD | |
| Connie! Simon told me to tell | |
| you... | |
| 115. | |
| (arrives) | |
| Jan drove him to the train station. | |
| After Simon gets dropped off, he’s | |
| sending the truck straight back for | |
| you - | |
| CONNIE | |
| What? | |
| ODD | |
| - and you’ll meet him there. | |
| CONNIE | |
| No. Why would he go without me? He | |
| wouldn’t do that. | |
| ODD | |
| The truck only had room for two. | |
| CONNIE | |
| What does that mean? That’s not | |
| real. Why wouldn’t he tell me? | |
| ODD | |
| Today’s only train leaves in ninety | |
| minutes. It takes forty-five | |
| minutes to drive there and back. | |
| They didn’t want to waste time. | |
| CONNIE | |
| So I could have sat on his lap! | |
| ODD | |
| Simon mentioned that, too. We don’t | |
| break traffic laws. | |
| Connie looks to Dani, incredulous. | |
| CONNIE | |
| (to Odd) | |
| They just left without me, just | |
| now? | |
| ODD | |
| There wasn’t room in the truck. Yet | |
| it is coming right back. For you. | |
| Connie shakes her head, not buying it. She WALKS OFF, on a | |
| mission to find out more. Odd turns to Dani: | |
| ODD | |
| Lunch has been called. | |
| 116. | |
| 72 EXT. FIELD - DAY 72 | |
| Lunch time. Everyone is seated at the tables (which are | |
| connected to form a HELIX shape). | |
| ULF, still panicked over the damage done to “his tree,” is | |
| consulting a BESPECTACLED ELDER. | |
| ULF | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| It feels like a tingling. Like a | |
| numbness in my arm. | |
| The Elder presses his arm. MARK watches this, very nervous. | |
| Farther down the table, CHRISTIAN sits beside a HAPPY MAN | |
| (30s). | |
| Christian takes NOTES as he asks questions. Two Hårga women | |
| listen in, smiling. Christian’s eyes keep straying to JOSH, | |
| who is also questioning people. They are now RACING to | |
| gather info. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| How are roles or jobs assigned? | |
| HAPPY MAN | |
| Well - that’s based on traits we | |
| show as children. For example: | |
| (points to the | |
| bespectacled elder) | |
| He was assigned “to protect,” so he | |
| did his pilgrimage as doctor. | |
| Christian quickly writes this down as DANI arrives at the | |
| table. She sits next to Christian. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Hey. You okay? | |
| DANI | |
| ...Simon left without Connie. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (faux concern) | |
| Really? That’s so shitty. | |
| Christian bluntly returns his attention to the Happy Man. | |
| Dani PAUSES, disturbed by Christian’s indifference. For the | |
| first time, she actually looks scared of him. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (to Happy Man) | |
| Is incest ever a problem? | |
| 117. | |
| HAPPY MAN | |
| Ha! Well...the bloodlines are very | |
| well preserved, so - the elders | |
| must approve mates. | |
| Christian is taking feverish notes. Dani watches him with a | |
| new kind of SCRUTINY; a new kind of distrust. As Christian | |
| writes, he GLANCES over at: | |
| JOSH, who is now interrogating an uncomfortable BALD MAN | |
| (40s). | |
| JOSH | |
| What about the holy text? Ruby | |
| Radr? | |
| BALD MAN | |
| Um...I cannot answer this for you. | |
| You might ask a elder. | |
| 73 EXT. FIELD - DAY 73 | |
| Lunch is over. Josh is now interrogating the Thin Elder on | |
| the grass. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| I don’t understand: You want to see | |
| it? | |
| JOSH | |
| I wouldn’t even touch. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| It’s written in our Affect | |
| language. You would not be able to | |
| read it... | |
| 74 EXT. FARMSTEAD - DAY 74 | |
| Dani walks idly around, thinking about her exchange with | |
| Pelle (and about Simon leaving Connie). She holds the | |
| folded DRAWING that Pelle gave her for her birthday. As the | |
| gears turn in her head, her attention falls on... | |
| A large KITCHEN in one of the houses. A group of WOMEN (all | |
| ages) collaborate to prepare dinner. One SMALL WOMAN (40s) | |
| sees Dani and waves her over. Dani pauses and then | |
| approaches. | |
| SMALL WOMAN | |
| Would you like to help join us? | |
| 118. | |
| DANI | |
| Sure! But actually - have you seen | |
| Simon? | |
| SMALL WOMAN | |
| Oh, yes, he was driven to the | |
| station. Did you not say goodbye? | |
| DANI | |
| No. I didn’t. But that’s okay... | |
| (mind still racing) | |
| What are we making? | |
| SMALL WOMAN | |
| Meat tarts! | |
| Dani smiles “ooh!” and joins the women. She’s handed an | |
| apron. Another Woman says something to Dani in Swedish. | |
| SMALL WOMAN | |
| (translating) | |
| She says you’re so beautiful. | |
| DANI | |
| Oh! She’s so beautiful! | |
| Meanwhile, MAJA is preparing a tray of unbaked MEAT PIES. | |
| One of the pies is clearly very special. She distinguishes | |
| this one by laying a special BASIL LEAF on top. | |
| 75 EXT. FARMSTEAD - SAME TIME 75 | |
| SIV stands among labouring men, staring at the KITCHEN | |
| WINDOW. She watches Dani. | |
| 76 INT. TEMPLE - SAME TIME 76 | |
| The HOLY TEMPLE. Josh stands near the altar with the Thin | |
| Elder, who has pulled the Rubi Radr from an elevated | |
| pedestal. | |
| He shows Josh the text (written in the graphic Affect | |
| language - a combination of runes and abstract hand | |
| paintings). | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| We describe it like “emotional | |
| sheet music.” | |
| JOSH | |
| What does it say? | |
| 119. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| Well...each runic letter represents | |
| one of the 16 affects, which are | |
| graded from most holy to most | |
| unholy. This here is about Grief. | |
| You can see at the end, however, we | |
| have blank pages? | |
| Indeed the last half of the book is BLANK. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| This is because the Rubi Radr is a | |
| constant work in progress. Always | |
| evolving. | |
| JOSH | |
| And who decides what’s added? | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| Well - this iteration is being | |
| written by Ruben. | |
| The Thin Elder points to RUBEN, the mentally disabled boy, | |
| who is playing outside. | |
| JOSH | |
| Wait. The...disabled? | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| Since birth. He draws and the | |
| Elders interpret. | |
| He shows Josh the first pages. They are marked by a BABY’S | |
| HANDPRINTS - all in different colors of paint. (Below the | |
| drawings are runic interpretations.) | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| Ruben is unclouded by normal | |
| cognition. It makes him open for | |
| the source. | |
| JOSH | |
| So...what happens when Ruben dies? | |
| Do you just wait until a new baby | |
| isn't “clouded”? | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| Ruben was a product of inbreeding. | |
| All of our Oracles have been | |
| deliberate products of inbreeding. | |
| Josh’s jaw hangs. He hides his amazement. | |
| 120. | |
| JOSH | |
| Can I possibly take a photograph? | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| (suddenly alarmed) | |
| What? No. Absolutely not. | |
| The Elder CLOSES the book. | |
| JOSH | |
| Okay. Sorry. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| Absolutely not. | |
| A TENSE beat. Broken suddenly by: | |
| SCREAMING, outside. They TURN. | |
| CONNIE (O.S.) | |
| SIMON!! SIMON!! | |
| 77 EXT. FIELD - SAME TIME 77 | |
| CONNIE, panicked and crying, backs away from three | |
| encroaching Hårgans (all 30s). They approach her carefully, | |
| trying to calm her down. Connie desperately appeals to | |
| CHRISTIAN and MARK: | |
| CONNIE | |
| Please! I’m begging you! I saw them | |
| pulling Simon! I swear I saw them! | |
| HÅRGAN MAN #1 | |
| He was driven to town an hour ago. | |
| We all watched them drive off. | |
| CONNIE | |
| I’m not talking to you!! | |
| (to Christian) | |
| Please. You have to believe me. | |
| CONNIE | |
| I saw them dragging Simon through | |
| the woods. He was unconscious. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Where? | |
| CONNIE | |
| (pointing) | |
| Back there. Near the river. Please. | |
| 121. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Can you show us? | |
| (to the Hårgans) | |
| Can she show us? | |
| CONNIE | |
| (crying) | |
| Please. | |
| HÅRGAN MAN #1 | |
| Of course. Just please - | |
| (to Connie) | |
| - calm down. I promise it’s not | |
| what you think you saw. | |
| HÅRGAN MAN #2 | |
| (impatient) | |
| And the truck is already back for | |
| you, by the way! You can leave. | |
| CONNIE | |
| I’M NOT GOING WITHOUT SIMON! | |
| 78 EXT. WOODS - MINUTES LATER 78 | |
| Connie desperately leads the group (Christian, Mark, and | |
| the two Hårgans) into the woods. She keeps her eyes locked | |
| on Christian, as if begging him to believe her. | |
| CONNIE | |
| It was right back here! I swear to | |
| God. Right over there! They were | |
| dragging him by the arms and he | |
| wasn’t moving and his head was | |
| bleeding! | |
| HÅRGAN MAN #1 | |
| So why didn’t you try to stop them? | |
| Or follow them? -So where did they | |
| go? | |
| CONNIE | |
| I couldn’t even breathe! -They went | |
| behind the bushes. I ran back for | |
| help. | |
| (to Christian) | |
| I wanted to find someone! | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Which direction were they going? | |
| CONNIE | |
| 122. | |
| (indicating) | |
| That way! They rushed behind the | |
| bushes when they saw me. | |
| HÅRGAN MAN #1 | |
| (placating) | |
| Okay: I can tell you’re saying the | |
| truth. Let’s all go in the | |
| direction you saw them. If he’s | |
| here, we’ll find him. | |
| CONNIE | |
| They’d have already hid him by now! | |
| You’re lying!! | |
| The Hårgan Man wears a false smile, but his eyes BUZZ. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (interjecting) | |
| I’ll go. Okay? They went in that | |
| direction? I’ll go looking. | |
| CONNIE | |
| I’m coming, too. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Great. You and Mark go together. | |
| Okay, Mark? We’ll cover more | |
| ground. | |
| Mark nods. | |
| CONNIE | |
| (re: Hårgan Men) | |
| I don’t want them. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| They’ll go away. | |
| (to Hårgan men) | |
| Right? Thanks guys. Sorry. | |
| The Hårgan men concede. They begin walking off. | |
| HÅRGAN MAN #1 | |
| I hope you find him. | |
| HÅRGAN MAN #2 | |
| And the truck is waiting for you | |
| when you finally choose to leave. | |
| 79 EXT. WOODS - MINUTES LATER 79 | |
| 123. | |
| Christian walks alone through the woods, half-heartedly | |
| searching. He suddenly stumbles upon a vague trail of DRIED | |
| BLOOD, streaked across the grass. Christian PAUSES at this. | |
| Tree limbs groan in the wind. | |
| Christian looks up, left and right. Nobody’s around. | |
| MINUTES LATER | |
| Christian sees MARK in the distance. He walks over. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Where’s Connie? | |
| MARK | |
| She got freaked out and ran back. I | |
| dunno. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (skeptically) | |
| She went off alone? | |
| MARK | |
| She’s fucking nuts, dude. So are | |
| the rest of these people. The whole | |
| fuckin’ place is crazy. | |
| They arrive at each other. | |
| MARK | |
| Did you find anything? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Not really. | |
| MARK | |
| ...I do really wanna fuck that | |
| brunette. | |
| 80 EXT. FIELD - DAY 80 | |
| Christian and Mark return from the woods. They approach the | |
| two Hårgan men, who are now laying a dense CIRCLE OF ROCKS | |
| around the ominous, yellow SACRED HOUSE (which we saw | |
| earlier, isolated in the field). | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Did Connie come back here? | |
| HÅRGAN MAN #1 | |
| (looking up) | |
| 124. | |
| Uh - yes. Her boyfriend called our | |
| landline from the station and they | |
| talked on the phone. Then she | |
| begged our pardon and Jan drove her | |
| to the station. | |
| Christian squints with burgeoning suspicion. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Okay. Huh. I guess that’s a relief. | |
| HÅRGAN MAN #1 | |
| For her it was. We already saw him | |
| leave the first time. | |
| In the b.g., a Hårgan BOY (13) runs from one group to | |
| another, announcing: | |
| BOY | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Supper is ready! ... They’re | |
| calling supper! | |
| 81 EXT. HILL - DAY 81 | |
| At the base of the hill, the dining tables are now set in | |
| the pattern of a STAR. Everyone is seated, save for some | |
| stragglers. | |
| Christian, Dani, Josh and Mark sit at a table. Pelle is | |
| seated a few seats away. Dani glances over at him. He | |
| smiles warmly and looks away. Dani’s eyes LINGER on him. | |
| The SERVERS are laying plates in front of everyone. One | |
| especially COY-LOOKING SERVER sets a plate in front of | |
| CHRISTIAN. | |
| It features the special meat pie with the BASIL LEAF on | |
| top. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Thanks. | |
| Dani turns to Christian. | |
| DANI | |
| Do you know what happened with | |
| Connie? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| She supposedly got driven to the | |
| station. | |
| 125. | |
| DANI | |
| Why do you think Simon would leave | |
| without her? | |
| Christian shrugs. | |
| DANI | |
| I could see you possibly doing | |
| that. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| ...The fuck does that mean? | |
| DANI | |
| (pause) | |
| Never mind. | |
| Christian stares at Dani. Surprised at the uncharacteristic | |
| defiance. | |
| Meanwhile, Mark has noticed ULF staring at him from a | |
| distance. | |
| Ulf has murder in his eyes. | |
| MARK | |
| (to Josh) | |
| Fuck. Somebody’s still sore about | |
| “his tree.” | |
| Josh looks up to see Ulf, whose eyes really are trained on | |
| Mark. | |
| JOSH | |
| Yikes. | |
| MARK | |
| Is he gonna kill me? | |
| Josh, preoccupied, turns to Christian. He asks, faux- | |
| casually: | |
| JOSH | |
| Did you learn anything about the | |
| Rubi Radr? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (mock-delighted) | |
| Oh, what? You wanna collaborate | |
| now? | |
| Josh ignores this and moves on to his food. | |
| 126. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I know that one elder showed you | |
| through it... | |
| JOSH | |
| (abruptly) | |
| Yeah, barely. Never mind. Sorry I | |
| brought it up. | |
| Christian seethes. He takes a BITE of his tart. As he | |
| chews, he catches something on his tongue. He turns away | |
| from Dani, and pulls a PUBIC HAIR from his mouth. His eyes | |
| widen with alarm. | |
| MARK | |
| (seeing this) | |
| Oh my God, dude. What the fuck? | |
| DANI | |
| (inquiring) | |
| What is it? | |
| Christian turns to Dani. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Just a piece of bone. | |
| DANI | |
| Ew. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Yeah. It’s okay. | |
| Mark leans in to whisper to Christian: | |
| MARK | |
| Was that a fucking pube? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Shhh! Calm down. | |
| Christian sits “casually” back into his chair. He tucks the | |
| pubic hair into his pocket. He looks around to finally | |
| ALIGHT on Maja. She is smiling at him. Dani catches this. | |
| Christian self-consciously breaks the gaze, taking a sip of | |
| his drink (a pink-tinted MEAD). He then PAUSES, realizing | |
| what he might be drinking (namely, menstrual blood). | |
| Paranoid, he sets the drink back down. | |
| Mark notices that ULF is still staring him down. | |
| MARK | |
| 127. | |
| Jesus. He’s still lookin’ at me. I | |
| don’t like this. | |
| Josh looks tensely at his NOTES. He stares at a line that | |
| reads: Affects -- runic combinations, “emotional sheet | |
| music” INGA, the pretty brunette, sneaks up behind Mark. | |
| She whispers in his ear. | |
| INGA | |
| You will come with me? | |
| Mark turns to her, startled. He smiles widely. | |
| MARK | |
| What? | |
| INGA | |
| You will come? I show you. | |
| MARK | |
| Uhhh... Oh-kay. | |
| INGA | |
| Yes? | |
| MARK | |
| Yeah. Okay. Sure. Great. | |
| Mark rises from his seat. | |
| MARK | |
| (to his friends) | |
| I’ll be back, I guess? She’s gonna | |
| show me... | |
| Mark looks very excited as he walks off with Inga. She | |
| takes his hand and leads him toward the woods. | |
| DANI | |
| Somebody for everybody, I guess. | |
| Josh is so immersed in his thoughts, he didn’t even notice | |
| Mark being lured away. | |
| 82 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - NIGHT 82 | |
| Everybody is climbing into bed. Josh’s eyes, however, are | |
| BUSY. He’s thinking intensely about something. | |
| Dani sneaks up on him. | |
| 128. | |
| DANI | |
| Hey, can I steal another sleeping | |
| pill? Only half this time. | |
| JOSH | |
| Oh. Yeah. Okay. | |
| Josh fetches her a pill. She takes it and moves to her bed. | |
| Josh crawls stiffly into his bed. He’s still wearing his | |
| SHOES. | |
| 83 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - LATER 83 | |
| Everyone is asleep, except for JOSH, who looks as tense as | |
| before. He sits up, scanning the room to make sure nobody | |
| is awake. He then climbs quietly out of bed. He creeps to | |
| the door and silently exits. | |
| 84 EXT. THE MAIN HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 84 | |
| Josh rushes across the grass. It’s now darkest twilight. He | |
| hustles to the TEMPLE, glancing nervously about. | |
| 85 INT. TEMPLE - FOYER - CONTINUOUS 85 | |
| Josh passes the dark foyer to enter through the Temple | |
| Doors... | |
| 86 INT. TEMPLE - CONTINUOUS 86 | |
| Josh sneaks into the Temple. He creeps over to the pedestal | |
| featuring the holy book RUBI RADR. He pulls out his phone, | |
| turns on the FLASHLIGHT, and begins taking silent PHOTOS - | |
| page by page - of Rubi Radr’s text. | |
| While he anxiously photographs, Josh keeps glancing up at | |
| the Temple DOORS, making sure he’s still alone. He has | |
| photographed about fifteen pages when he hears the front | |
| door CREAK open. | |
| Josh FREEZES. He looks up. Through the Temple’s open doors, | |
| he sees SOMEONE standing in the dark foyer. The person is | |
| barely visible in the dimness. After some scrutiny, Josh | |
| makes it out to be MARK. He is standing motionless. | |
| JOSH | |
| (relieved, whispering) | |
| Holy fuck. Mark? | |
| 129. | |
| But Mark doesn’t move or speak. | |
| JOSH | |
| (whispering) | |
| What the fuck are you doing? Close | |
| the door! We’re not supposed to be | |
| here. | |
| Mark still doesn’t move. Despite how hard it is to see, one | |
| can tell that his body looks BULKIER than usual. And his | |
| face seems somewhat SWOLLEN. | |
| Josh looks unsettled. He starts moving toward the door. | |
| JOSH | |
| (whispering) | |
| Mark? Hello? What the fu--? | |
| MARK steps forward. It is now bright enough to see... This | |
| isn’t Mark. It’s a LARGER MAN, and he’s WEARING MARK’S SKIN | |
| (which is stretched uneasily over the man’s bulkier | |
| features). Upon closer inspection, one might identify these | |
| features as belonging to ULF. | |
| Before the full horror of this revelation can register on | |
| Josh’s face, he is STRUCK against the HEAD by a bludgeoning | |
| FORCE (a block of wood wielded by an off-screen Hårgan). | |
| Josh collapses to make a sustained, involuntary GROANING | |
| noise. | |
| A quiet moment as “Mark,” eyes invisible behind the skin | |
| mask, stares down at Josh’s twitching body. | |
| Josh’s body is swiftly DRAGGED out of frame. | |
| 87 INT. THE MAIN HOUSE - MORNING 87 | |
| Outside, the ROOSTER crows. | |
| People stir awake in their beds. Josh’s bed is EMPTY. As is | |
| Mark’s. | |
| 88 EXT. FARMSTEAD - MORNING 88 | |
| Breakfast time. Dani, Christian and Pelle look quizzically | |
| around. | |
| DANI | |
| Could Mark still be off with that | |
| girl? | |
| 130. | |
| PELLE | |
| I wouldn’t be surprised. | |
| DANI | |
| Then what about Josh? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I’m honestly not too concerned. | |
| The Plump Elder stands up. A hush falls cleanly over the | |
| scene. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| We have something regretful to | |
| announce. This morning the third | |
| book of Rubi Radr was found missing | |
| from the south house. We are not | |
| hoping to point fingers, yet we ask | |
| kindly that whoever took it, please | |
| return it to its original place. | |
| You can leave it in the south | |
| house, which will be left unguarded | |
| and unwatched. Nobody need know it | |
| was you. If it is not returned by | |
| tonight, other actions will be | |
| taken. Thank you. | |
| He sits down and everyone uneasily resumes eating. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (under his breath) | |
| Fuck. | |
| (to Dani and Pelle) | |
| Which of you is surprised? | |
| LATER | |
| Breakfast has ended. People leave their tables, carrying | |
| their empty plates. | |
| Christian, Dani and Pelle stand up to see the THIN ELDER | |
| and the PLUMP ELDER walking toward them. Our group | |
| anticipates the following question: | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| Where is your friend Josh? | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I know. We have no idea. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| 131. | |
| He and your other friend go | |
| disappearing on the same day. You | |
| see how it looks. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Yes, obviously, but I swear to you | |
| - we are completely in the dark on | |
| this. We are every bit as confused | |
| as you are. | |
| DANI | |
| (not sure whether to say | |
| it) | |
| We did see Mark go off with one of | |
| the girls last night. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| What girl? | |
| PELLE | |
| Inga. | |
| The Plump Elder thinks about this. Christian interjects: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| But Mark wouldn’t have done this. | |
| Josh, though: he came to bed with | |
| us, and when we woke up, he was | |
| gone. And if he did take that book, | |
| I just pray you understand: we do | |
| not identify as friends of his, or | |
| collaborators, or anything. I | |
| certainly don't vouch for him and | |
| we'd be so embarrassed to be | |
| connected to this in any way. | |
| Beat. The Thin Elder relents. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| ...Let’s just hope it gets | |
| returned. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Yes. I hope that very much. | |
| PELLE | |
| I feel responsible. | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| Well - you and Odd can go looking | |
| for them. Maybe you can redeem | |
| this. | |
| 132. | |
| Pelle nods, walks to Odd, and they proceed toward the | |
| truck. | |
| The Plump Elder turns to Dani and Christian. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| (to Dani) | |
| You’ll be going with the women for | |
| the day’s activity. | |
| (to Christian) | |
| And Siv asks to see you in her | |
| house. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (nervous) | |
| Why? | |
| The Elder doesn’t have the answer. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| ...Which one is hers? | |
| The Elder points to a SMALL WHITE HOUSE across the field. | |
| Christian nods “okay” and starts toward it. As he walks, he | |
| hears: | |
| PELLE (O.S.) | |
| Grandfather Sten! | |
| ODD (O.S.) | |
| The truck is gone! | |
| PLUMP ELDER (O.S.) | |
| What?! | |
| Christian turns to see a distraught Pelle and Odd. | |
| ODD | |
| They took the truck. | |
| Pelle stares daggers at Christian, and then turns back to | |
| Odd. | |
| Christian, very uneasy now, proceeds to the small white | |
| house... | |
| 89 EXT. FIELD - DAY 89 | |
| ECU of a BRIGHT YELLOW-GREEN PASTE. It’s being MASHED | |
| vigorously in a bowl. The paste is made of ground-up | |
| flowers. | |
| 133. | |
| A fat SCOOP of the paste is dropped into a LARGE JUG OF | |
| SPRING WATER (perched on a table). The paste is STIRRED | |
| into the water. | |
| A queue of WOMEN (between 16 and 35) has formed behind the | |
| table. | |
| One by one, the women accept a CUP of the water. They drink | |
| it (sometimes after nervous hesitation). In the b.g. is the | |
| MAYPOLE. | |
| Dani has joined the line. The BLONDE WOMAN (whom she | |
| befriended earlier) is in front of her. | |
| DANI | |
| Do you know what we’re doing? | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Oh yes. This is the big one. | |
| The Blonde Woman smiles mischievously. Dani smiles | |
| skeptically back. They arrive at the “water” table. Both | |
| are handed a cup. | |
| DANI | |
| It’s just water? | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Not just. It is for the | |
| competition. | |
| The Blonde Woman gulps hers down, and then gestures “You | |
| now.” Dani pauses, and then knocks it back. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| (smiling) | |
| Uh-oh. | |
| She LAUGHS and HUGS Dani. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Here we go! | |
| Dani looks very nervous. | |
| LATER | |
| Three CIRCLES OF WOMEN have formed around the Maypole. The | |
| inside circle (of about 8 women) is surrounded by the | |
| middle circle (about 15 women), which is surrounded by the | |
| largest, outside circle (about 22 women). | |
| 134. | |
| The men, children and older women have gathered on the | |
| grass to watch. The LARGE WOMAN stands with musicians | |
| (fiddler, key-harpist, and floutist). | |
| Dani stands in the middle circle. All the neighboring women | |
| look very excited. | |
| Dani looks down at the earth. At first everything looks | |
| normal, but then she notices...GRASS has begun to sprout | |
| from her shoes. | |
| Dani looks up. Fuck. She’s tripping. | |
| The LARGE WOMAN speaks up. | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| It was here, long ago, that the | |
| Black One lured the youths of Hårga | |
| to the grass and seduced them into | |
| dance. Once they began, they could | |
| not stop, and they danced | |
| themselves to death. Now, in life- | |
| holding defiance of the Black One, | |
| we dance until we fall. And she who | |
| survives last will be crowned for | |
| her stamina. | |
| The Large Woman CLAPS her hands ONCE. The musicians play a | |
| long, sustained NOTE. All of the women join hands and | |
| slowly dip to a cross-legged BOW. The musical note dies. A | |
| brief moment of SILENCE, and then...THE MUSIC BEGINS! (It | |
| is the song of Hårgas.) The women begin to DANCE. The | |
| inside circle dances to the right. | |
| The middle circle to the left. The outside circle to the | |
| right. | |
| Dani stumbles as she finds her way into the dance. Once she | |
| hits her stride, she smiles. The Blonde Woman looks back at | |
| her and LAUGHS good-naturedly. Dani laughs back! | |
| 90 INT. SMALL WHITE HOUSE - SAME TIME 90 | |
| Christian sits in a small wooden chair in the empty LIVING | |
| ROOM. The walls are completely covered in RUNIC MURAL ART. | |
| Christian lingers on a particularly striking ILLUSTRATION | |
| (painted in the wall’s center) in which a BEAR is being | |
| BURNED ALIVE before several onlookers. | |
| A door opens to reveal SIV. | |
| 135. | |
| SIV | |
| Please. Come in. | |
| Christian rises to follow Siv into the other room. | |
| 91 INT. SMALL ROOM - CONTINUOUS 91 | |
| A spare room. Two chairs face each other in the center. Siv | |
| takes a seat in one of them. | |
| SIV | |
| Please. Sit. | |
| Christian obliges. | |
| Siv’s posture is perfect. Christian self-consciously | |
| corrects his posture. A long silence, and then: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I just need to say, I have no idea | |
| where Josh went, and I can swear to | |
| that on my mother’s life. | |
| SIV | |
| How do you feel about Maja? | |
| Christian pauses. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| About Maja? | |
| Siv’s lack of response says “yes.” | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| How do I feel about her how? | |
| SIV | |
| You have been approved to mate with | |
| her. You’re an ideal astrological | |
| match and she has fallen in love | |
| with you. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| We haven’t even spoken. | |
| SIV | |
| She fell in love with you before | |
| you came. Pelle showed her a photo. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (pause) | |
| 136. | |
| I have someone here with me. I’m | |
| with Dani. | |
| SIV | |
| Dani will not know. I am not | |
| proposing marriage. You wouldn’t be | |
| approved for that. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| So...you’re asking me to what? | |
| SIV | |
| I’m asking you if you care to mate | |
| with Maja. It is a one-night offer. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| ...She’s very beautiful. | |
| SIV | |
| She is very beautiful. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I think I ate one of her pubic | |
| hairs. | |
| SIV | |
| That sounds probably right. | |
| Beat. Christian doesn’t know what to say. | |
| SIV | |
| From an academic perspective, it | |
| would also serve as a unique | |
| glimpse into our sexual rites. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Can I not have a unique glimpse | |
| without participating? | |
| Siv smiles at the silly question. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Can I think about it? | |
| SIV | |
| You can think about it here. | |
| Tonight is the time of alignment. | |
| Then it’s done. | |
| A long, conflicted pause. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| I don’t think I can. | |
| 137. | |
| SIV | |
| Okay. Is that your answer? | |
| Christian hesitates. He’s very torn. | |
| 92 EXT. SMALL WHITE HOUSE - MINUTES LATER 92 | |
| Christian emerges from the house in a daze. We track back | |
| with him. His eyes are fraught as he wrestles with the | |
| moral quandary. But as he continues to walk/think, a vague | |
| SMILE sneaks onto his face. | |
| Christian looks forward to see the DANCE COMPETITION in the | |
| distance. He’s walking toward it. | |
| 93 EXT. FIELD - SAME TIME 93 | |
| Dani is still engaged in the dance. It’s a dizzying | |
| spectacle, and the mounting hallucinations are clearly | |
| taking their toll on the dancers. | |
| The music STOPS abruptly, and everyone FREEZES. | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Around! | |
| Everybody turns around to face the OPPOSITE DIRECTION. They | |
| switch hands, and the music RESUMES. They now dance in the | |
| opposite direction. | |
| One woman STUMBLES to her knees, laughing. She is now | |
| disqualified. She walks off to sit on the grass and watch. | |
| Another WOMAN pulls out of the circle to RETCH nearby. She | |
| is also disqualified. | |
| Dani, who was having fun, is suddenly disturbed by the | |
| retching sound. She feels sick for a second. | |
| DANI | |
| (thoughts turning) | |
| Josh...? | |
| The Blonde Woman turns happily to Dani. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Don’t slip! | |
| Dani looks to her. | |
| 138. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Can you holding on?! | |
| Dani gets a second wind. She’s back. | |
| Maja, who is dancing in the outside circle, sees CHRISTIAN | |
| arriving. He joins the onlookers. | |
| Maja decisively feigns COLLAPSE, opting out of the dance. | |
| She stumbles over to the onlookers, affecting dizziness. | |
| She glances over at Christian, smiling at him. He SMILES | |
| back. She coyly sits a few people over. The electricity | |
| between them is palpable. | |
| The music STOPS abruptly again. All the dancers turn | |
| around, switching hands. As the music starts again, one | |
| woman TOPPLES to her side, bringing down two of her | |
| neighbors. She and one other laugh; the third woman is | |
| furious. | |
| LATER | |
| Many of the women have now been disqualified. Dani is still | |
| in the running! She seems determined to stay alert and | |
| compete. | |
| The music CEASES. The women STOP. Their attention is turned | |
| to a field where NINE SMALL FENCES extend one after the | |
| other. | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Nine fences jumped clean! Three | |
| ladies at a time! | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| (to Dani, translating) | |
| Now we are jumping the nine fences. | |
| We go three and then three. | |
| DANI | |
| (confused, semi-alarmed) | |
| What? | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Just watch first. | |
| The Large Woman CLAPS once. Three women - including the | |
| Blonde Woman - walk up to form a row. Standing side-by- | |
| side, they face the nine fences. | |
| The fiddler suddenly WAILS on his fiddle, creating an | |
| intense treble. The women all RUN forwrd. | |
| 139. | |
| They JUMP over each fence and run to the next. One woman’s | |
| foot catches the third fence and she FALLS to the grass. | |
| Another women collapses over the fifth fence. The Blonde | |
| Woman makes it to the end. She happily returns, still | |
| eligible. | |
| Another three women go. Again, only one makes it to the | |
| end. | |
| Next up, two women line up. DANI is urged forward to join | |
| them. She looks to the women beside her. They SMILE at her. | |
| Their smiles stretch wider (and more fluidly) than normal. | |
| The edges of their mouths elongate up their cheeks. | |
| The fiddle suddenly TREBLES. The women RUN. | |
| DANI JUMPS OVER THE FIRST FENCE. She gasps, suddenly filled | |
| with confidence. She runs to the next fence and CLEARS it. | |
| She runs faster now, to the third fence. Clears it. The | |
| fourth fence - clears it! The woman to Dani’s left suddenly | |
| BIFFS it, falling on her face. Unshaken, Dani clears the | |
| fifth fence, and then the sixth, and then the seventh, and | |
| the eighth... Dani makes it to the final (and tallest) | |
| fence. She leaps high. Her foot ALMOST connects with the | |
| top of the fence, but it PASSES OVER! She lands on her | |
| feet, triumphant. She glows with excitement. | |
| The other woman also made it. She walks up to Dani, HUGS | |
| her and gives her an encouraging PECK on the lips. | |
| Dani turns to the onlookers. She sees CHRISTIAN. He isn’t | |
| paying attention. He claps absent-mindedly. | |
| Dani’s expression CURDLES. She walks back to the maypole. | |
| Her trip is turning BAD again. | |
| More women have lined up to jump the fences. The fiddle | |
| SHRIEKS, and they run. | |
| Christian’s eyes go to Dani. She’s staring at him. Taken | |
| aback, he gives her a smile. She doesn’t smile back. She’s | |
| very much in the grip of the psychedelics now. | |
| Dani’s HANDS are taken by women on either side of her. | |
| Confused, she looks around to see that she is now part of a | |
| more modest circle surrounding the maypole. Only SEVEN | |
| women remain. The music STARTS and they commence dancing. | |
| 140. | |
| MEANWHILE, Christian sits among the onlookers. He’s | |
| sneaking obsessive glances at Maja. Suddenly, he notices | |
| ULLA (whom he met earlier) walking toward him. She arrives | |
| at his feet, holding out the CUP of the flower-spiked | |
| water. | |
| ULLA | |
| For you. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What is it? | |
| ULLA | |
| Spring water with special | |
| properties. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (skeptical) | |
| What’s it do? | |
| ULLA | |
| Breaks down your defenses and opens | |
| you for the influence. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| ...I’m worried I’ll have a bad | |
| trip. | |
| Christian looks back to Maja. She’s now looking directly at | |
| him. | |
| Her eyes are languid, confident. She doesn’t break the | |
| gaze. | |
| Christian turns to Ulla, and accepts the water. He sips it. | |
| Sips it again. KNOCKS it back. | |
| Settling into the idea that he’s now going to hallucinate, | |
| Christian looks back to the MAYPOLE. The women are still | |
| dancing in a circle. | |
| IN THE DANCING CIRCLE, Dani’s eyes betray a rising panic. | |
| One SKINNY WOMAN says, as provocation: | |
| SKINNY WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| If we stop, will everything keep | |
| spinning? | |
| A SHORT WOMAN replies: | |
| 141. | |
| SHORT WOMAN | |
| (laughing, in Swedish) | |
| What if we looked down and there | |
| were centipedes everywhere? | |
| The Short Woman laughs, and then looks down. As imagined, | |
| she sees the ground as a squirming BLANKET OF CENTIPEDES. | |
| She SCREAMS in horror, desperately FLEEING the circle. | |
| Another woman has looked down to see the same thing. She | |
| SCREAMS too, and runs off. | |
| Dani looks down, panicked and confused. It’s just the earth | |
| beneath her feet. | |
| DANI | |
| There’s nothing there. | |
| Dani looks up. She laughs with relief, still confused. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| (smiling) | |
| That’s right! Hold on to your | |
| brain! | |
| Now there are only five women dancing. | |
| TIME-LAPSE. The shadows of the dancing women crawl across | |
| the grass, moving in accordance with the drifting sun. Two | |
| women FALL (to be disqualified) over the course of this | |
| time lapse. | |
| Now, only Dani and two other women are in the running. One | |
| of these is the Blonde Woman. The other is a good-natured | |
| Plump Woman. They each dance separately, no longer holding | |
| hands. | |
| The Plump Woman’s legs are clearly less stable than Dani’s | |
| or the Blonde Woman’s, and she is tired and stumbling. | |
| Competition has been growing in Dani. She’s so close to | |
| winning that she can now taste it. | |
| The Blonde Woman turns happily to Dani. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Are you tired?! | |
| Dani, still dancing: | |
| DANI | |
| I don’t speak Swedish! | |
| 142. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| (not understanding) | |
| What?! | |
| Dani repeats herself, but it comes out as: | |
| DANI | |
| Aewobeemeewish! | |
| The Blonde Woman, understanding, responds: | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Waweroobeeny! | |
| DANI | |
| (somehow understanding) | |
| Aewabeeny-sa-aewonnerstabloo! | |
| They are speaking complete gibberish, but they understand | |
| each other perfectly. Dani is amazed. | |
| DANI | |
| (excitedly remarking on | |
| this) | |
| Weerabbleeishcobleraymib! | |
| The Blonde Woman nods manically, agreeing with this. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Blorishcobleraymib-wonnerstablee! | |
| The Plump Woman suddenly TRIPS over one foot to fall | |
| CRASHING to the ground. The Blonde Woman (still facing | |
| Dani) TRIPS over the Plump Woman. She COLLAPSES, laughing | |
| merrily on the way down. | |
| Dani dances past the fallen women. She doesn’t immediately | |
| realize that she’s just won the competition. She still | |
| looks determined as she continues dancing manically around | |
| the maypole. | |
| Cheering women rush over to congratulate Dani, but she | |
| KEEPS DANCING in the circle, afraid that it’s a trick. | |
| The women tug excitedly at Dani’s arms. They embrace her. | |
| Dani decelerates, but does not cease dancing. Finally, | |
| enough women have enfolded her. Her dancing feet slow to a | |
| confused halt. | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| We have our May Queen!! | |
| 143. | |
| The LARGE WOMAN approaches with an immense, gorgeously | |
| crafted GARLAND CROWN. She lays it on Dani’s head. | |
| DANI | |
| (hallucinating) | |
| It’s over? | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| You are our May Queen. | |
| DANI | |
| (confused) | |
| Why? Me? | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| You! | |
| DANI | |
| (suddenly scared) | |
| What do you mean?! | |
| ROSE PETALS are fired out of small air cannons by children. | |
| The petals rain down on Dani and the surrounding Hårgans. | |
| Dani, severely disoriented, is led aside by several women. | |
| One woman wraps her in a sort of scarf (composed only of | |
| greenery and flora), and then she is directed to stand | |
| before a gorgeous view of the field. Her distracted | |
| attention is pointed to a MAN holding a large, old FILM | |
| CAMERA. He takes Dani’s PHOTOGRAPH. | |
| Dani looks for Christian, who stands among the Hårgans with | |
| a baffled expression. Dani alights on him. | |
| DANI | |
| What’s happening?! | |
| But Christian doesn’t understand it himself. He shakes his | |
| head to say “I don’t know!” | |
| DANI | |
| (pleadingly, to the | |
| surrounding women) | |
| What does this mean? What do I have | |
| to do? | |
| The women answer with hugs, warm smiles, and kisses on the | |
| cheek. Their faces morph subtly (a product of the | |
| psychedelics). | |
| 144. | |
| Among the people who kiss her are her MOTHER and FATHER and | |
| SISTER (Terri). She looks back for them, but they have | |
| disappeared. A figment of her imagination? | |
| Caught in the hallucination, Dani falls into a traumatized | |
| daze. | |
| PELLE breaks the spell by giving Dani an enthusiastic hug. | |
| PELLE | |
| Holy cow, you won! May Queen! | |
| He gives her a blunt KISS on the lips. Before she can | |
| react, Pelle is replaced by two new women, also kissing and | |
| hugging her. | |
| Dani is then led to a ROUND WOODEN PLANK (painted gold and | |
| shaped like a cartoon SUN) with eight long, protruding | |
| handles. She is directed to STAND on it. | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| Careful! | |
| The handles are gripped by eight men, and Dani is swiftly | |
| HOISTED UP. She almost falls, but doesn’t. She is elevated | |
| five feet above the ground as the crowd erupts into | |
| mirthful SONG. | |
| The song persists as Dani, still on her pedestal, is | |
| carried across the field. All eyes are on her. Everyone | |
| follows her. | |
| DANI | |
| (searching) | |
| Christian?! | |
| But Christian has lagged to the back of the crowd. He looks | |
| extremely conflicted. His eyes move to Maja, whose eyes are | |
| TRAINED on him. She smiles widely, but her eyes are faded. | |
| Christian slows to a stop as the procession continues. Ulla | |
| runs back to fetch him. She takes his hand and pulls him | |
| back toward the crowd. | |
| Meanwhile, Dani’s confusion and fear is beginning to | |
| subside. | |
| She looks down at the procession to see that these people | |
| are indeed celebrating her. A few women even persist in | |
| throwing rose petals up at her. | |
| 145. | |
| Dani, now calm, looks down to see that her FEET and LEGS | |
| have assumed the GOLD color of the plank (like a | |
| chameleon). | |
| The crowd arrives at today’s DINING AREA. In a LUSH FIELD, | |
| the tables are all queued up to form a long, straight line. | |
| At the head of the table is a HUGE CHAIR (more like a | |
| throne) adorned in lush greenery and bright flora. | |
| Dani’s pedestal is set down. Members of the crowd step | |
| aside to create a PATH for Dani’s trajectory (toward the | |
| throne). Dani takes a moment before stepping decisively | |
| onto the GRASS. | |
| When Dani’s FOOT touches the grass, small SUMMER FLOWERS | |
| magically SPROUT UP around her foot. Her next step is the | |
| same. Flowers emerge, impossibly, from the soil. She | |
| continues to walk forward, having now assumed a more self- | |
| possessed posture. Confidence is rising in her, and with | |
| every step, more flowers sprout up. She’s leaving a | |
| beautiful trail of wild flowers in her wake. | |
| Dani STOPS at the throne. Everyone now finds their way to | |
| their seats, but no one sits. They look to her. She looks | |
| momentarily confused, but then understands. She SITS. Now | |
| everyone may sit. | |
| Dani admires her green throne. The greenery/flora subtly | |
| SWELLS and DEFLATES (as we saw before, with the mushroom | |
| trip). | |
| SERVERS appear with plates. Dani is the first person to | |
| receive food and drink. Her tableware is much finer than | |
| the rest. | |
| Before long, everyone has food in front of them. They sit | |
| with their hands on their laps, present. They WAIT for | |
| Dani. | |
| Dani picks up her FORK. She looks back to the rest of the | |
| table. | |
| They all look back at her with patience. She then looks | |
| down and PIERCES her food with the fork. (The sound of the | |
| piercing is heightened.) Dani takes a BITE. Now everyone | |
| may begin eating. | |
| Dani looks down the length of the extended table. She | |
| alights on CHRISTIAN, who isn’t eating. He looks very | |
| disturbed, clearly suffering a bad trip. He looks in Dani’s | |
| direction. | |
| 146. | |
| They LOCK EYES, but communicate nothing to each other. They | |
| are both lost in confusion, but they don’t share in this. | |
| If anything, they look SCARED of each other. | |
| This moment is broken by a SERVER arriving at Dani’s side. | |
| He presents her with a baby SALT HERRING. The community | |
| sees this and laughs, knowing what’s in store. | |
| DANI | |
| For what? | |
| The PLUMP ELDER explains: | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| You must eat it whole, but the tail | |
| going first. | |
| DANI | |
| (sincerely frightened) | |
| What? I can’t. That’s too big. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| (chuckle) | |
| No no - you must try. | |
| Christian, tripping heavily, turns to a LARGE MAN to his | |
| side. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| How much is happening right now? | |
| Inexplicably, the Large Man CLAPS in Christian’s face. This | |
| sends Christian on an intense downward spiral. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| (almost inaudible) | |
| Why did you do that? | |
| The Large Man’s attention is now on Dani, whose head is | |
| tilted back as she tries to eat the herring whole (tail | |
| first). The Plump Elder holds it above her, feeding it into | |
| her mouth. | |
| Dani takes half of the herring into her mouth, starts to | |
| chew, and then coughs out the rest. This elicits ecstatic | |
| APPLAUSE. | |
| Dani, unnerved at first, lets out a childlike LAUGH. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| A word from the May Queen! | |
| BLONDE WOMAN | |
| 147. | |
| Yes! Speech! | |
| DIFFERENT HARGANS | |
| Speech! | |
| LARGE WOMAN | |
| Stand! Stand! | |
| Dani is urged to stand up. She does so, clearly | |
| hallucinating intensely. The silence hangs heavily. | |
| DANI | |
| ...I don’t know if this is real, or | |
| what’s happening - but...thank you. | |
| Dani lets this hang, and then sits back down. Brief, | |
| awkward pause, and then: | |
| THIN ELDER | |
| To the May Queen! | |
| (raises his aquavit) | |
| Skål!! | |
| EVERYONE | |
| Skål!! | |
| Everyone drinks to that. One Hårgan Woman turns to Dani to | |
| excitedly says: | |
| HÅRGAN WOMAN | |
| You are the family now! Yes? | |
| Dani nods, unsure. The woman nods manically. | |
| HÅRGAN WOMAN | |
| Yes! Yes! You are the family! | |
| The Woman rubs Dani’s arm, smiling warmly (and | |
| aggressively). | |
| PELLE, we reveal, is composing a drawing of Dani in her | |
| throne. | |
| Christian’s expression is SOUR. He turns to notice that | |
| MAJA is looking at him. Taken aback, Christian’s expression | |
| slowly SOFTENS (in a slack-jawed, lust-stricken way). Maja | |
| is clearly “in heat.” Holding Christian’s gaze, she RISES | |
| from her seat (as if in slow-motion) and begins to walk | |
| sensually off. Christian watches her go. She passes SIV, | |
| whose eyes are also trained on Christian. | |
| 148. | |
| Maja continues toward the TEMPLE, glancing back at | |
| Christian to confirm that he’s still watching her. DANI | |
| notices this, despite the fact that everyone is competing | |
| for her attention. | |
| Dani looks to Christian. He stares dumbly at the table, | |
| lost in conflict. | |
| MINUTES LATER | |
| Everyone is finished. Siv RISES. All eyes go respectfully | |
| to her. | |
| SIV | |
| Now it is traditional for the May | |
| Queen to bless our crops and | |
| livestock. And after the luck you | |
| just inherited from that salt | |
| herring, we should all be doubly | |
| encouraged. | |
| Polite laughter all around. | |
| Siv gestures in the direction of a CARRIAGE, just beyond | |
| the tables. Its roof sports THREE UNLIT TORCHES. | |
| Three GIRLS scatter flowers to create a PATH between Dani | |
| and the carriage. Dani RISES. Everyone else stands up, too. | |
| DANI | |
| Can Christian come with me? | |
| SIV | |
| No. The Queen must ride alone. | |
| Dani pauses to accept this. She steps onto the floral path | |
| and approaches the carriage. On the way, one MAN (dressed | |
| in lady’s clothing) offers her a LONG, FLAMING STICK. Dani | |
| accepts it. The man motions to the carriage’s unlit | |
| torches. | |
| Dani walks to the carriage, extends the stick’s flame | |
| toward the torches, and sets them each AFIRE. | |
| The man takes the stick back from Dani, and gestures for | |
| her to enter the carriage. A TRADITIONALLY DRESSED MAN | |
| stands beside the carriage door. He hands Dani a VIAL OF | |
| HOLY SPRING WATER, and offers Dani his hand (for support) | |
| as she contemplates entering. | |
| TRADITIONALLY DRESSED MAN | |
| Your majesty. | |
| 149. | |
| Dani accepts his supportive hand as she climbs into the | |
| carriage. | |
| 94 INT. CARRIAGE - CONTINUOUS 94 | |
| Dani takes a seat. | |
| Outside, several YOUNG WOMEN (including the RED-HAIRED | |
| WOMAN) have gathered in front of the carriage. They each | |
| take hold of RODS, prepared to pull the carriage. | |
| A few other women have gathered to the sides of the | |
| carriage. | |
| They hold juniper boughs and unlit torches. One girl goes | |
| around, IGNITING their torches. | |
| 95 EXT. FIELD - SAME TIME 95 | |
| Most of the community remains standing at the dining | |
| tables. | |
| They WATCH as the women pull the carriage away. | |
| Christian watches, too. Guilt-ridden. He looks to SIV. She | |
| looks unblinkingly back. | |
| 96 INT. CARRIAGE - MOVING - MOMENTS LATER 96 | |
| Dani looks out the window as the carriage is pulled through | |
| the WHEAT FIELDS. The accompanying women WAVE their torches | |
| about, casting away dark spirits. | |
| 97 EXT. FIELD - SAME TIME 97 | |
| A GIRL begins scattering flowers to create a NEW PATH. This | |
| is between Christian and the TEMPLE. All eyes are now on | |
| him. | |
| Christian, frozen for a moment, RISES. He takes one abrupt | |
| step forward, and then continues warily toward the Temple. | |
| 98 INT. TEMPLE - CONTINUOUS 98 | |
| Christian enters the foyer of the temple. The temple doors | |
| are closed. A BEARDED MAN IN A DRESS stands in waiting. He | |
| hands Christian a WHITE GOWN. | |
| 150. | |
| BEARDED MAN IN DRESS | |
| Put this. | |
| The man gestures to a MODESTY PANEL in the corner (behind | |
| which Christian can disrobe). | |
| 99 EXT. WHEAT FIELD - SAME TIME 99 | |
| The women pulling the carriage have slowed to a STOP. Dani | |
| is directed by the Red-Haired Woman to step out. She is | |
| handed a flaming torch, and led to a small HOLE in the | |
| ground. | |
| Dani is handed a sack of GRAIN, a raw STEAK, and an EGG. | |
| She is directed to pour the grain into the hole, which she | |
| does, and then to drop the steak over the grain. She does | |
| this, too. She is then instructed to crack the egg and pour | |
| its contents into the hole. | |
| The Red-Haired Woman now affects perfect posture. Dani | |
| instinctively mimics this. | |
| RED-HAIRED WOMAN | |
| Repeat now after me. | |
| Dani and the Red-Haired Woman are looking directly into | |
| each other’s eyes. The Red-Haired Woman begins to SING very | |
| slowly, enunciating very carefully, and Dani SINGS ALONG | |
| (quite well): | |
| RED-HAIRED WOMAN | |
| Vakna upp, vakna upp, både åker och | |
| äng Nu har du sovit länge i din | |
| säng Nu är det över med snö och med | |
| regn Nu har sommarnatten kommit. | |
| The Red-Haired Woman is impressed. As are the onlooking | |
| young women. | |
| The hole is COVERED UP with soil. | |
| 100 INT. TEMPLE - FOYER - SAME TIME 100 | |
| Christian has changed into the WHITE GOWN. He steps | |
| nervously out from behind the modesty panel. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What now? | |
| The Bearded Man in the Dress holds up a STONE POT. He lifts | |
| off the lid to release a WAVE OF STEAM. | |
| 151. | |
| BEARDED MAN IN DRESS | |
| Breathe in. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| What does it do? | |
| BEARDED MAN IN DRESS | |
| For your vitality. | |
| Christian BREATHES IN the vapors. His eyes begin to cloud. | |
| He EXHALES heavily. He’s already feeling the effects. His | |
| breathing becomes shallow. | |
| The Bearded Man now OPENS THE DOORS to the temple. | |
| 101 INT. TEMPLE - CONTINUOUS 101 | |
| It is dark, save for several burning candles. | |
| In the center of the room, lying on a bed of freshly cut | |
| birch twigs and WILD FLOWERS, is MAJA. She is NUDE, lying | |
| on her back, legs together. | |
| Several OLDER WOMEN, mostly in their 30s and 40s (a few in | |
| their 50s and 60s), stand at the back of the room. They are | |
| also NUDE. | |
| Christian is too stoned to react. He regards the room as he | |
| would a dreamscape. | |
| Ceremonial MUSIC begins. A few women, reading from the Rubi | |
| Radr, SING in the Hårgas’ wordless, groaning, microtonal | |
| tradition. | |
| One Woman steps up to draw Christian’s gown OFF of his | |
| shoulders. He is fluidly DISROBED. Now standing naked (and | |
| erect), he is directed towards Maja, who waits nervously. | |
| Christian seems to LEVITATE half-an-inch off the ground and | |
| then FLOATS gently across the room (clearly a product of | |
| the escalating hallucination). As he approaches Maja, the | |
| singing intensifies. Maja’s LEGS timidly PART. Christian, | |
| now standing at her feet, looks down at her. Her eyes are | |
| closed as she waits to be taken. | |
| 102 EXT. CATTLE HOUSE - SAME TIME 102 | |
| The sun is less intense now. It is nearing twilight. | |
| 152. | |
| The carriage has pulled up to the cattle house. Dani, | |
| holding a torch, proceeds to bless the livestock (according | |
| to the Red-Haired Woman’s instructions). | |
| 103 INT. TEMPLE - SAME TIME 103 | |
| Christian has descended to his knees. He sits between | |
| Maja’s legs, preparing himself. He looks extremely | |
| intoxicated. | |
| Maja’s eyes are squeezed shut as she anticipates what’s | |
| coming. | |
| Christian awkwardly leans down to gently KISS her lips. | |
| Without opening her eyes, she kisses back - slowly, | |
| sensually. The singing rises and falls (out of harmony) | |
| with trembling impatience. | |
| Christian gently presses himself into Maja. Her mouth opens | |
| in anticipation. He ENTERS her. Overwhelmed, Maja digs her | |
| nails into his back. Her eyes well with tears. Christian | |
| looks unsettled, but he continues... | |
| Christian is now MAKING LOVE to Maja, very slowly - almost | |
| robotically. She lies motionless, mouth agape. She doesn’t | |
| move a muscle, nor does she make a sound, but her | |
| expression is one of total, paralyzed ECSTASY. The singing | |
| has now HARMONIZED. | |
| The Older Women watch this with rapt attention. They are | |
| clearly aroused. The lovemaking is dreamily slow. The | |
| singing rises steadily. Delayed percussion accompanies each | |
| heavy, lagging THRUST. | |
| Maja looks back at one of the WOMEN (50s). The woman smiles | |
| tenderly at her. This would be touching if it weren’t so | |
| weird. | |
| Maja offers the woman her HAND, and the woman supportively | |
| takes it into her hands. The woman lovingly presses her | |
| CHEEK against Maja’s open palm, CARESSING her face. | |
| 104 EXT. FARMSTEAD - MOMENTS LATER 104 | |
| The carriage has returned to the farmstead. Dani steps | |
| uneasily out of the wagon, still under the warping | |
| influence of the hallucinogen. The SINGING is heard faintly | |
| from the Temple. | |
| RED-HAIRED WOMAN | |
| We shall go now to Siv’s house. | |
| 153. | |
| DANI | |
| What’s there? | |
| RED-HAIRED WOMAN | |
| It is a special meeting, only for | |
| the Queens. She will bless you. | |
| The distant singing persists. Dani looks to the Temple. She | |
| seems DRAWN to it. | |
| DANI | |
| What about there? | |
| RED-HAIRED WOMAN | |
| Not for us. | |
| Dani, attracted by the singing, takes a few steps toward | |
| the Temple. The young women look very concerned. The Red- | |
| Haired Woman steps up to STAND IN DANI’S WAY. | |
| RED-HAIRED WOMAN | |
| I think you should not. | |
| DANI | |
| ...Why? | |
| The Red-Headed Woman is not convincing when she says: | |
| RED-HAIRED WOMAN | |
| It is a ceremony for the men. | |
| Dani is now very suspicious. Her expression begs “What is | |
| it really?” The Red-Haired Woman’s expression says that | |
| it’s something that would hurt Dani. The woman’s expression | |
| pleads: “Don’t go inside. For your own sake.” Dani’s eyes | |
| NARROW with paranoia. Now she must enter. She PUSHES ahead. | |
| The women remain where they are, very worried. | |
| 105 INT. TEMPLE - FOYER - CONTINUOUS 105 | |
| Dani enters the foyer of the temple. Beyond the closed | |
| doors, the singing has reached an operatic intensity. | |
| Dani takes a moment to gather herself, and then she bends | |
| down to peer through the door’s KEYHOLE. | |
| Through the keyhole, Dani sees Christian’s BACK as he | |
| “makes love” to Maja. The surrounding women have fallen | |
| deeper into their trance. Dani’s eyes go WIDE with horror. | |
| Stunned, Dani backs away from the keyhole. She suddenly | |
| doubles over and RETCHES. She rushes out of the temple. | |
| 154. | |
| 106 EXT. TEMPLE - CONTINUOUS 106 | |
| Dani runs outside. She VOMITS onto the grass. She’s in a | |
| state of shock. Her breathing is shallow and she looks | |
| anxiously around, as if confused as to her whereabouts. | |
| The young women rush over to Dani. They surround her, | |
| touching her, rubbing her. Dani CAN’T BREATHE. She’s | |
| panicking. | |
| The Red-Haired Woman directs the women to LEAD Dani to the | |
| Main House. They all hurriedly guide her in that direction. | |
| 107 INT. MAIN HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 107 | |
| The young women usher Dani to her bed. They sit her down, | |
| gathering intimately around her. Dani struggles | |
| increasingly to breathe. | |
| The Red-Haired Woman HOLDS Dani’s FACE in her hands. She | |
| locks eyes with Dani and affects DEEP BREATHING. Dani’s | |
| eyes, unwilling to settle at first, gradually become FIXED | |
| to the Woman’s. The Woman continues to affect deep, | |
| measured breathing. Dani struggles to follow her. Her | |
| breathing trembles to meet the Red-Haired Woman’s example. | |
| Finally, Dani BREAKS DOWN into tears. Everything she’s | |
| bottled up, all the emotions that she’s labored to stifle - | |
| it all comes BURSTING out. She falls into deep, anguished | |
| SOBS. | |
| Still locked onto Dani’s gaze, the Red-Haired Woman also | |
| breaks down. She SOBS DEEPLY along with Dani. They are | |
| sympathetically connected. It’s remarkable, and very | |
| unsettling. | |
| The surrounding women have also started CRYING, although | |
| not as intensely as the Woman who has fixed herself to | |
| Dani. The crying is infectious, and the deeper they go, the | |
| greater the outpour. | |
| It has become a circle of hysterical, weeping women. They | |
| moan and scream and cry. It’s positively TRIBAL. | |
| 108 INT. TEMPLE - SAME TIME 108 | |
| The ceremony has nearly reached its apogee. The singing has | |
| peaked, and Christian is thrusting faster and harder than | |
| before. | |
| 155. | |
| Maja, eyes still closed, is in a state of absolute | |
| EUPHORIA. | |
| Christian suddenly looks ill. He begins to slow down. | |
| MAJA | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| No. Don’t stop. | |
| Christian looks like he’s going to be sick. | |
| One of the OLD WOMEN (60s) crouches behind Christian. She | |
| PUSHES on his buttocks, urging him to thrust faster. She | |
| keeps pushing and pushing until Christian’s thrusts have | |
| gained in force. | |
| MAJA | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Yes. Yes. Fill me. | |
| Christian continues to push until he finally CLIMAXES. The | |
| Old Woman releases him, and backs away. | |
| The singing DIES out. | |
| Christian, motionless for a long moment, pulls out of Maja | |
| and sits on the ground. He looks slightly traumatized. Maja | |
| looks as euphoric as ever. She hugs her knees to her chest, | |
| and gently rocks herself back and forth. | |
| MAJA | |
| (in Swedish, to the | |
| women) | |
| I can feel it! I feel his life | |
| inside me! | |
| Christian looks back to the OLD WOMAN who was just pushing | |
| his buttocks. She smiles toothlessly at him. He’s | |
| definitely going to be sick. He STANDS suddenly, taking in | |
| the room with growing repulsion. He turns to amble dizzily | |
| out of the temple. | |
| 109 EXT. TEMPLE - CONTINUOUS 109 | |
| Christian exits. He looks around, increasingly disoriented. | |
| He looks down to see the fresh puddle of Dani’s VOMIT. This | |
| triggers him to retch. He moves desperately away from the | |
| vomit. | |
| å | |
| 156. | |
| Standing at a distance, several isolated Hårgans watch | |
| Christian stumbling about. Christian tries to ignore them. | |
| He walks toward the MAIN HOUSE, but as he approaches, he | |
| hears the CHORUS OF CRYING (coming from Dani and the young | |
| women), and he immediately changes his trajectory. | |
| Christian is now walking toward a HORSE STABLE. | |
| As he passes the stable, he peers inside to notice that the | |
| TRUCK (which was supposedly stolen) is parked inside. | |
| Christian’s eyes buzz with suspicion. | |
| Very aware that he’s being watched, Christian continues | |
| onward. He arrives at a SMALL HOUSE. He opens the door to | |
| reveal that it’s a CHICKEN COOP. | |
| 110 INT. CHICKEN COOP - CONTINUOUS 110 | |
| Christian enters. He shuts the door behind him. Chickens | |
| flap stupidly about. | |
| Christian tries to regain his composure. As he tries to | |
| sober himself up, a barely audible MOANING is heard. He | |
| looks up, startled, to SEE... | |
| Across the room, JOSH has been chained to a fence. He is | |
| shirtless, his eyes are half-open, and the SKIN of Josh’s | |
| upper abdomen has been stretched OPEN to expose his LIVER | |
| and the corners of his ribs. If it weren’t for his faint | |
| moans, it would be difficult to discern whether he was | |
| alive. | |
| The gnarled edges of Josh’s wound have been covered in bird | |
| feed. It’s clear that the birds have been at it. In fact, | |
| one chicken is currently (and feebly) trying to flap its | |
| way up to Josh’s open wound, and one CROW is perched to | |
| Josh’s side. | |
| Frozen in horror, Christian stares unblinkingly. | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Josh? | |
| Christian’s eyes fill intensely with TEARS. He starts | |
| toward Josh. As he arrives near him, he begins to repeat: | |
| CHRISTIAN | |
| Jo-- | |
| Josh’s eyes BURST open and he GASPS wretchedly for air. He | |
| is thrown into violent, gurgling convulsions. | |
| 157. | |
| Terrified, Christian turns around to see... SIMON’S CORPSE, | |
| hanging upside-down. His bare feet have been SHOD with IRON | |
| HORSESHOES, and he hangs dangling by the HEELS (rope, | |
| secured at the ceiling, has been tied between the tendon | |
| and the bone). | |
| Christian’s face is locked in an expression of utter | |
| horror. He turns to RUN, only to bump into ODD, whose face | |
| is painted WHITE. Odd blows a handful of BROWN POWDER in | |
| Christian’s face. | |
| Christian can’t help but BREATHE IT IN. He coughs out a | |
| lungful of the mysterious dust. | |
| Stunned for a moment, Christian stumbles back. He tries to | |
| move his legs, but they are suddenly FROZEN. Now immobile, | |
| Christian drunkenly COLLAPSES. He writhes into panic, | |
| unable to move. His eyes are LOCKED OPEN. | |
| He sees a gathering of Hårgans outside the door. Among them | |
| is PELLE. Christian looks pleadingly at Pelle. Pelle looks | |
| away with shame. | |
| Odd leans down. With his fingers, he CLOSES one of | |
| Christian’s EYELIDS. He then CLOSES the other. As this lid | |
| shuts, we GO TO BLACK. | |
| HOLD ON BLACK. After a beat, we sharply cut to: | |
| 111 EXT. FIELD - NEXT DAY 111 | |
| A TIGHT CLOSE-UP of Christian’s sleeping face. His lip is | |
| slightly contorted, and his chin is chapped with dried | |
| saliva. A HAND enters frame to gently SLAP Christian awake. | |
| His eyelids do not open on their own. | |
| The hand’s fingers PRY OPEN Christian’s EYELIDS. His lip | |
| remains contorted. He tries to speak, but it’s nothing but | |
| vowels. | |
| HÅRGAN MAN (O.C.) | |
| You cannot speak. You cannot move. | |
| 158. | |
| We cut WIDE to reveal that Christian sits limply on the | |
| grass, propped up against a pole. He faces an immense | |
| THRONE, made of jagged sticks and enveloping greenery. DANI | |
| sits in this throne, dressed in a beautiful white dress | |
| (covered in intricate embroidery). Her face is painted | |
| WHITE. Her lips painted BLACK. Her impressive FLORAL | |
| GARLAND CROWN is comprised of the nine special flowers and | |
| herbs. To either side of her, the ELDERS are all seated in | |
| a row. (Also, RUBEN has a special seat, whose platform is | |
| covered in COTTON, to resemble CLOUDS.) Dani seems to have | |
| detached from reality completely. Her eyes are somewhere | |
| far away. | |
| The entire community is gathered behind Christian. Among | |
| them, MAJA stands happily, wearing vivid red lipstick. | |
| Siv has risen to announce. | |
| SIV | |
| On this, the day of our deity of | |
| purification, we gather to give | |
| special thanks to our beloved Sun. | |
| As an offering to our great Father, | |
| we will today surrender nine human | |
| lives. | |
| Christian’s eyes flare with terror. Dani’s expression is | |
| blank. | |
| SIV | |
| As Hårga takes, so Hårga gives. | |
| Thus, for every newblood | |
| sacrificed, we will dedicate one of | |
| our own. That is: four newbloods, | |
| four Hårgans, and one to be chosen | |
| by our Queen. Nine in all, to die | |
| and be reborn in the great and just | |
| Cycle. | |
| Siv turns to the PLUMP ELDER. He rises to continue the | |
| speech. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| The four newbloods have already | |
| been supplied. As for our end, we | |
| have two already dedicated - | |
| The Plump Elder gestures to the CORPSES of the two elders | |
| who jumped to their death. These bodies are proudly | |
| DISPLAYED near the back of the crowd. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| - and two who have volunteered. | |
| 159. | |
| (projecting to the crowd) | |
| Ingemar? Ulf? | |
| INGEMAR and ULF take one step forward. Ulf looks nervous. | |
| Ingemar looks overjoyed. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| You have brought outside offerings, | |
| thus volunteering your own bodies. | |
| You will today be joined in harmony | |
| with Everything. | |
| (to Pelle) | |
| And to Pelle, who has brought us | |
| new blood and our new Queen: you | |
| are today honored for your | |
| unclouded intuition. | |
| Pelle, wearing a TWIG CROWN, smiles sadly. | |
| The Plump Elder continues: | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| And now, for the ninth offering, it | |
| is traditional that our Queen, in | |
| all her fairness and wisdom, shall | |
| choose between a pre-selected | |
| newblood and a specially ordained | |
| Hårgan... | |
| The Plump Elder turns to a Man standing beside a large BALL | |
| CAGE (as generally used in bingo). The cage holds about a | |
| hundred WOODEN BALLS (the size of ping-pong balls) with a | |
| different RUNIC NAME carved into each. | |
| The Man rotates the ball cage, which then dispenses a | |
| single BALL. The man holds up the ball and reads the name | |
| aloud: | |
| BALL MAN | |
| Dag. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| Honorable Dag! Please step forward. | |
| DAG, a man in his late 50s, looks like he just won the | |
| lottery. He takes a step forward, beaming with pride. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| And Christian Hughes... | |
| The Plump Elder acknowledges Christian, whose eyes are | |
| locked wide. | |
| 160. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| (to Dani) | |
| These are your candidates for the | |
| ninth and final offering. We | |
| patiently await your verdict. | |
| Christian tries to scream, but this only results in muffled | |
| moans. His eyes BEG Dani for mercy. Her eyes are GLASS. | |
| The community waits as Dani makes her silent deliberation. | |
| Dani’s EYES settle fixedly on CHRISTIAN. A wave of intense | |
| EMOTION suddenly animates Dani’s face. Sadness, anger, | |
| love, heartbreak... These feelings are finally wrestled | |
| down, and her expression becomes BLANK again. Her EYES, | |
| still trained on Christian, have HARDENED. They narrow | |
| pointedly to suggest that she’s made her decision. The | |
| Plump Elder understands. | |
| PLUMP ELDER | |
| (to the crowd) | |
| The honor has been bestowed on | |
| Christian Hughes, our ninth and | |
| most sacred offering! | |
| Christian’s muffled screams now become hysterical. Dani’s | |
| gaze remains steely and absent. | |
| 112 EXT. FIELD - EVENING 112 | |
| CU of a WHEEL rolling across the grass. Tracking alongside | |
| this, we tilt up to reveal that it belongs to a | |
| WHEELBARROW. Lying in the wheelbarrow is CONNIE’S CORPSE. | |
| It is soaking wet and its flesh is grossly distended (from | |
| being left underwater). She is wearing the same outfit (of | |
| greenery and jewels) that was used earlier for the | |
| sacrificial tree (which was fed to the river). | |
| Continuing to track alongside the wheelbarrow (which is | |
| pushed by a young male Hårgan), we pull back to EXPAND OUR | |
| VIEW. We reveal that the Hårgan is carting Connie’s corpse | |
| toward the yellow-painted SACRED HOUSE, which was | |
| previously off-limits. | |
| It stands in the center of an open field. Its door is now | |
| OPEN. | |
| We settle on a static wide of this until a NEW CART is | |
| pushed into frame. We now follow this cart, keeping it | |
| centered in frame. This cart holds MARK’S “CORPSE.” In | |
| fact, it is just his hollowed out SKIN - stuffed with straw | |
| and hay. | |
| 161. | |
| Peripherally, other bodies are being carted toward the | |
| house. | |
| We continue to track ahead, following Mark’s cart INTO the | |
| SACRED HOUSE... | |
| 113 INT. SACRED HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 113 | |
| The interior is completely adorned in greenery. An | |
| impossibly lush mausoleum. In the center is a PLATFORM made | |
| of hay. | |
| Connie’s corpse is rested in one corner. Mark’s is placed | |
| in the next corner. Simon’s body is placed in between them. | |
| In the following corner is the corpse of one of the ELDERLY | |
| MEN who jumped off the cliff. He is surrounded by his most | |
| precious belongings (jewelry, books, etc.). His SON (40s) | |
| is overseeing the removal of one of his father’s EYEBALLS | |
| by the DOCTOR. | |
| The doctor has effectively drawn the corpse’s eyeball from | |
| its socket. He hands the eyeball to the son. | |
| The doctor then moves to the body of the other elderly man | |
| who leapt to his death. He is also surrounded by his most | |
| prized possessions. The doctor now proceeds to remove his | |
| eyeball. | |
| 114 EXT. FIELD - DAY 114 | |
| The son of the fallen elder has walked to a small HOLE in | |
| the earth. He lays his father’s EYEBALL in the hole, and | |
| covers it with soil. | |
| 115 INT. BOOK-BINDING ROOM - SAME TIME 115 | |
| A room that is typically used for book-binding. Its walls | |
| are lined with collector’s editions of books. | |
| A DEAD BEAR (seen earlier, alive and caged) lies on the | |
| island table. A deep INCISION has been drawn from the | |
| animal’s neck to its groin. Two Hårgan Labourers pull out | |
| the bear’s INNARDS. | |
| After scooping out the majority of its guts, they pile the | |
| waste into a bucket. | |
| Then, with the assistance of two well-built Hårgan men, the | |
| Labourers endeavor to lift CHRISTIAN’s paralyzed body. | |
| 162. | |
| Christian is fitted into the bear’s hollowed out carcass. | |
| They start by inserting his limp legs into the bear’s legs. | |
| 116 INT. SACRED HOUSE - MINUTES LATER 116 | |
| Christian has been secured into the giant bear carcass. The | |
| incision (from its groin to its neck) has been SEWN UP. The | |
| bear’s JAW has been removed, creating a gaping HOLE (down | |
| to its upper chest) through which Christian’s FACE is | |
| visible. | |
| Five Hårgan labourers plant the bear carcass in the CENTER | |
| of the hay platform. There is a pole against which its back | |
| is rested. Christian is still unable to move or speak. His | |
| muffled screams persist. | |
| A man dressed as “Víoarr” (god of vengeance) stands before | |
| Christian. He holds the Rubi Radr in his hands. | |
| VÍOARR | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Mighty and dreadful beast. With | |
| you, we purge our most unholy | |
| affects. We banish you now to the | |
| deepest recesses, where you may | |
| reflect on your wickedness. | |
| Ingemar and Ulf are now strapped to the walls. They are | |
| also surrounded by their most prized belongings. The Doctor | |
| stands before Ulf. He pours a thick, sappy LIQUID into | |
| Ulf’s mouth. | |
| DOCTOR | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Drink from the yew tree. Feel no | |
| fear. | |
| The doctor moves to Ingemar, who smiles widely. The doctor | |
| pours the liquid into his mouth as well. | |
| DOCTOR | |
| (in Swedish) | |
| Drink from the yew tree. Feel no | |
| pain. | |
| In the b.g., Josh’s corpse has also been placed. | |
| The doctor leaves the house. Now, THREE HÅRGAN MEN enter | |
| with FLAMING TORCHES. Music begins outside, including the | |
| wordless, microtonal SINGING we’ve come to recognize. | |
| 163. | |
| The men approach Christian, whose “screaming” has become | |
| horribly frenzied. | |
| The men move to different sides of the hay platform. They | |
| form a TRIANGLE. Simultaneously, they touch their torches | |
| to the hay - igniting a FIRE. | |
| 117 EXT. FIELD - SAME TIME 117 | |
| The torch-men exit the house. Inside, the fire has begun to | |
| spread along the platform. | |
| The music rises as the fire picks up. The SINGING, which | |
| wavers in trembling anticipation, has not yet found | |
| harmony. | |
| Dani watches this with dissociated eyes. She stands tensely | |
| in the field, eyes locked on the fire. Behind her, all of | |
| Hårga is enraptured. | |
| 118 INT. SACRED HOUSE - SAME TIME 118 | |
| The fire has grown considerably. Inside the bear, Christian | |
| is now being steam-boiled in the animal’s fluids. | |
| The bear’s FUR begins to catch fire. Before long, the whole | |
| animal is swallowed in the blaze. Christian’s wretched face | |
| becomes invisible behind the flames. | |
| Ulf and Ingemar (still smiling) watch this with detached | |
| fascination. | |
| The fire has now spread to other piles of hay. It has begun | |
| to crawl up the walls of the house. | |
| Ulf is suddenly consumed by flames. He SCREAMS! | |
| 119 EXT. FIELD - SAME TIME 119 | |
| Ulf’s screams are heard from the Sacred House. Suddenly, | |
| every member of the Hårgan community (who is not singing) | |
| begins to SCREAM as well. Feeling Ulf’s pain, they emit a | |
| horrible chorus of wails. When Ulf’s screams die down, so | |
| do theirs. | |
| Meanwhile, Ruben has been given paper to PAINT on. Two | |
| elders encourage him. | |
| 164. | |
| DANI, watching the burning house with fraught eyes, is | |
| suddenly met with a wave of conflicting emotions. Her | |
| expression curdles into one of sheer HORROR and DISGUST. | |
| Then it becomes one of deep SORROW and SHAME. Her eyes well | |
| with tears. The singing has now HARMONIZED and has risen to | |
| an insane, operatic pitch. | |
| We cut to an immense WIDE. Dani’s back is in the f.g. and | |
| the burning house is in the b.g. Overcome, Dani buries her | |
| face in her hands. Breaking into gentle sobs, she begins to | |
| walk aimlessly to the side. We TRACK alongside her, keeping | |
| her centered. She is circling the house, pulling at her | |
| hair and face in increasing anguish. She is WEEPING now, | |
| and the house (ever-present in the b.g.) has become | |
| ENGULFED in the raging flames. | |
| Dani begins MOANING and SCREAMING. Her howls almost | |
| harmonize with the singing in the b.g. The fire ROARS and | |
| CRACKLES in the distance. It’s apocalyptic. | |
| Soon it’s uncertain whether Dani is crying or LAUGHING. Her | |
| legs become weak and she collapses to her knees. Four | |
| Hårgans (one of them being Pelle) run into the scene, | |
| carrying a LARGE CHAIR - Dani’s throne. | |
| The Hårgans lift Dani by the arms and SEAT her in the | |
| throne. | |
| They then HOIST the chair into the air. | |
| On the upward LIFT, we cut to a tight CLOSE-UP of Dani’s | |
| face. | |
| She is being carried forward. Her expression, which begins | |
| as one of great distress, slowly starts to TURN. Her agony | |
| subsides into sudden CONFUSION. What’s happening? Where am | |
| I? | |
| I’m on this chair, being carried! Her expression goes from | |
| FEAR to EXCITEMENT to CONFUSION again. She suddenly lets | |
| out an abrupt LAUGH (which we can’t hear over the music and | |
| the now-deafening FIRE). Dani is now being taken over by an | |
| invading sense of pride and contentment. This soon evolves | |
| into a manic exhilaration. Dani BEAMS. She has been | |
| embraced by a new family. She is Queen. She is not alone. | |
| A SMILE finally breaks onto Dani’s face. She has | |
| surrendered to a joy known only by the insane. She has lost | |
| herself completely, and she is finally free. It is horrible | |
| and it is beautiful. | |
| CUT TO BLACK | |