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NO TO THE EEC

It's this way. This way.

No!

Don't turn away! Just try some.

No need to be nervous. -Just taste some, dammit!

The city is so full of cars.

30 km outside Oslo

It's impossible to keep a single...

...train of thought going, you know?

What the hell are you supposed to do? Stop and wait?

And then...

Then look to the right and the left and all that crap.

Man wasn't made to live in the city. -Nope.

We can just stay right here and grow our own weed. In a greenhouse.

That sounds cool.

Really. If enough people come.

People have dreamt about a place like this. They'll be lining up.

But we'd need one of those... one of those...those...those...

A green house? -Yeah.

Take the sheep in Nepal. They have been reborn.

That is, you can be reborn as a sheep.

Imagine living up there in Nepal... -Hey, Arild!

Being a sheep... Yeah?

What? -Could we make a "freetown" here?

Like Christiania in Copenhagen? -Sure, man.

Just fix up the barn and move straight in.

Arild, come here... -Where was I, ladies?

Kathmandu or Nepal?

In the middle of Oslo

What do you need 800,000 for?

You don't borrow that much every day. Talk to me.

Huh?

I hope you know what you're doing.

It's all there.

Quality Nights, Glenn speaking. Hi! Hang on...

Boys?

With interest, you now owe me 1.2 million. Within 14 days.

OK? Excellent!

Happy hunting, boys.

He's a veritable Time Nazi. -A Watch Hitler.

Hello? Yes, I'm here. No. It's taken care of. Yeah, they just left.

OK...

Can we do this in two weeks? -Of course. There's a shortage.

What's your problem? It only took two weeks last time.

This is different. -Why?

We're talking about 45 kilos. So two weeks is not long!

You're always paranoid.

I can't wait to fix up that barn.

It's just that I don't like animals. What's so funny?

Guess you'll have to shoot Arild's cow.

Hi.

Hi! Good morning.

How much are we talking here? -We aren't talking about much.

Christ, Carl, do you have to do this?

Why? -The Dane is coming this afternoon.

But... -This will be the last time.

Hi, Liss. -Hi, Liss!

Hi, Liss! Are you awake?

Are you going away again? -Come here.

Carl has to go to work for a couple of days.

And after that we're going shopping for what ever you want.

Can I have a Barbie? -Almost what ever you want.

Let's go get dressed.

Remember the first time we did this?

We weren't exactly cool back then!

What the hell are you doing? Go OD somewhere else, damn junkie!

Damn Americans! Their government is behind all this heroin production.

THE LAST JOINT VENTURE

The CIA controls the world's heroin supply. That's been proven.

Take Vietnam...

Danes have no respect for time.

I've never liked Danes. They have no respect for time.

No respect for anything. That's what you get for trusting a Dane.

Know what they say about the Denmark ferry?

"It might make it."

Don't you think he'll make it?

Don't you think he's coming? -Who?

The Dane! -Isn't he coming?

You're the one who said he might not make it!

I'm talking about the ferry to Denmark. It could sink any day.

It's crazy. -He isn't taking the ferry, is he?

Hell if I know. -He can't take the ferry!

Fucking Danes!

Robert!

So, Katzenjammer Kids, where the hell have you been?

Hi there. Hey, Carl, you don't look well.

Neither do you, Mogens.

Want to see the merchandise?

Boys?

I have a favor to ask of you.

No problem. -Hang on.

Let me feel that. -God, it's soft! That's Nepalese!

Could you deliver these three kilos for me?

You see...

I owe some money to this...shady character.

And I can't go ashore, you know.

Who is it?

I'm afraid it's someone you know. Per Svartdal.

Blackie?

You owe Blackie money? -Yes.

We don't deal with Blackie. Because Blackie can't be trusted.

This is for you. For your troubles.

That sounds fair, doesn't it?

Is 45 kilos too much for you?

No problem.

We can do this, Robert! -Sure.

Ten days left. Let's get to work!

The same procedure as every time...

Son of a bitch! -Cops drive Volvos.

They drive Fords too! -But not Mercedes.

They don't care about hash. -It depends on the amount!

I bet they'll legalize it pretty soon.

Imagine that. Jamaica here...

Pick me up on the other side in ten minutes.

Carl! -Hi!

Good to see you!

Hey.

Hi, Carl. Check this out. Afghan White.

Is that powdered sugar? -Right!

You got anything? I've heard there's some great Nepalese on its way.

So if anyone is interested...

Excellent. -You bet it is!

I'll take one kilo.

Stalin Knudsen. -He never takes a day off!

That guy is after me.

Carl!

So we're set on price and time? -Catch you later.

Hi, Knudsen.

Your other arm. -You know I don't use junk!

I have to run.

Carl?

I've got my eye on you.

Quick in, quick out.

Hey, Blackie. -Hi.

-Who is it? -It's for me!

Is that for me? -Yeah.

-Perl. -It's for me! Calm down!

You selling this yourself? -No, I'm sending it up north.

OK. Thank you.

Hey, Blackie. Let's do this right. Weigh it.

What the hell? I trust you.

Right, but we don't trust you. -You want a color TV?

Let's do this! -I have some car stereos...

Weigh it now! -Jeez, don't get paranoid.

That looks about right. -Is your scale rigged?

My scale, rigged? -Holy shit! Let me see.

Put it back on there.

1.1 is right, isn't it? -You've got a rigged scale!

You're pathetic! -1.1 is right.

Mogens said 3 kilos. Let me pinch off a little.

Don't touch that! Don't touch it!

Peace, man. -You need to air this place out.

I love finally coming home and stashing the stash.

Robert?

Robert?

Robert...?

Hands on your head! Drop to your knees!

You son of a bitch! You fuck! What are you doing?

You sick bastard!

You should have seen yourself!

Tone doesn't know we use the attic, so...

Tone?

Tone?

Where is she? -Hell if I know.

What is this?

Jello?

It's perfectly dry.

It's water. -Water?

Jesus!

Imagine fucking in this. One thrust, and the bed does the rest.

Is that how you like it?

You like that?

Carl? Why is your reflection upside down in a spoon?

Carl?

Look at this. This is crazy...

It won't help Tone if we spend 15 years in prison.

Hi! I have missed you so much.

What? Has something happened?

Poor Tone.

I don't get it.

She was doing just fine.

I made some hot chocolate for you, Robert. With real chocolate.

Carl?

What's...?

If the cops show up here now, they'll take Liss from me.

You weren't supposed to see it, so...

Hey! -Carl...

How's it going?

Robert!

Could we stash our stash here?

How much are we talking? -A shitload!

This place is looking great. -I haven't done anything to it.

You just wait, Arild. You just wait!

Stick it all the way in there.

Eggs have a soul. That's important to know when communicating with them.

Or with a hen or rooster.

That rooster has also been an egg, just like us. Weird, huh?

What a day!

We ate breakfast together every morning...

She knew how I felt about junk.

Why did Tone have to get involved with heroin?

She hardly even smoked.

"Get involved with heroin"? What do you mean?

I've never met anyone like her! -Robert, she did shoot up...

What the hell do you know about that?

I'd better answer that phone.

I thought I'd use my share to buy something in Bøler.

A little row house.

Right. And what would you do there?

Walk your little doggy?

You're kidding, right?

What about all this? What about the barn we're going to fix up?

That isn't exactly realistic, is it?

A "freetown"? In 1979?

Robert! I'm not risking 15 years in prison for a row house!

That was Stalin Knudsen. He was wondering if you were here.

This job doesn't exactly give me good vibes.

We owe Glenn 1.2 million by Thursday.

Let's call Trondheim Ole. -I'm not selling to that psycho.

We have one week, Carl. -One kilo to Drammen...

1.5 kilos to the Madhouse...

All I'm saying is Trondheim Ole would take 20 kilos. Now.

That's a lot less risky. -Less risky?

What planet do you live on?

We're talking about Trondheim Ole. Spawn of Satan.

Born out of Satan's pussy. Nothing good comes out of there.

Fine. We'll do it your way. -One kilo to Toril, 60 kroner per...

Cut back on the 100-kroner bills next time. Show some consideration.

We don't have enough.

Robert?

Robert? Are you listening to me?

People die. And that's sad. But the world keeps on turning.

There's no way we can pay Glenn off in four days.

Hi.

A deferment?

Like with a student loan? No way. We stick to our deals here.

It isn't our fault.

What works better for you? Saturday? Sunday? Next week?

Sure. -I don't think so! Thursday!

Glenn!

Glenn, this...

We don't have some lame excuse, like we overslept, or something.

Mogens came four days late. That's a lot!

And then we came home and found Tone dead! You hear me?

That's what you get for dating junkies.

What are you doing? Maybe Glenn likes his face! Ever think of that?

So you'll come alone then, Carl? On Thursday.

Good morning.

I called Trondheim Ole. He'll take 20 for 40.

Have you lost your mind? -That's 800,000 kroner, Carl.

That's not bad. And I called Drammen and the Commune.

But first, Trondheim Ole.

I'll check that he has the cash. You come in three minutes.

This isn't funny, Robert. -Three minutes, OK?

Robert, where are you?

Hey!

Show it to me.

Robert!

Carl, guess what Berit just said!

Come here. Listen to this... -What are you doing?

You left me with Satan and 20 kilos of dope!

Berit met Tone! -And she was totally out of it.

Then Glenn came and let her in.

Hear that? I knew it. I knew it!

What are you thinking? -Someone else did it to her!

You're just imagining things. -No. She was looking for us.

She needed money. That habit costs 200 a day.

Listen to me, just this once: Tone didn't do junk, OK?

But this is about you abandoning me. I could have been killed!

Could have been killed?

You couldn't have been killed! -Whatever!

You take the Commune, I'll take Drammen!

Ole, where's Frank?

Hey, Carl. -Hey there, Thomas.

Are you a punk rocker now?

But not too old for Donald Duck. What crazy stuff is he up to now?

He fucks Dolly up the ass.

While Gus watches.

Carl! Hi there...

Great to see you.

Quite a mouth on that kid. -Thomas isn't a kid any longer.

I walked in on him the other day in bed...

I don't get it. -He was yanking his doodle.

You were! -That's natural at that age.

But the thing is, he looked me in the eye and kept on yanking.

That's sick! That isn't natural.

Frank, how much did you want? -But he is well-endowed...

Frank! -Frank?

1.5 kilos, right?

Carl, we go way back, right?

You have the money, don't you?

Carl...

I had the money. I did.

Not you too, Frank.

Come on.

What do you need hash for, if you're using junk?

I'm not the only one who lives here.

And half the kick is topping it off with a joint.

Topping it off?

Listen to yourself, Frank!

This isn't some sort of spice or dessert!

This is the tenderloin of hash! -Come on, Carl. He's so strung out.

Carl, come on...

A quarter kilo for this.

Do I look like I sell acid?

Carl, there are over 200 trips in here.

Hey, Carl! Hang on, Carl.

Hey...

What's the matter? I've never seen you this stressed out before.

I really believed in this place.

That you had created something...

You are stressed out.

No, that isn't it. It's Robert.

He's lost it.

He doesn't think it was an overdose. -Tone?

He thinks she was killed? Know what I've heard?

No. -Robert isn't the only one.

Frank dropped by Tone the other day, to borrow some money.

She didn't open when he rang the doorbell, but he heard someone inside.

Maybe she had a visitor.

Some visitor! Frank said it sounded like she was being skinned alive.

But he just left? -Who?

Frank didn't check on Tone, he just went somewhere else to borrow money!

Listen to yourself.

Carl?

Robert!

Where the hell have you been? -Drammen.

What is that? -A ghetto blaster. For five grams.

A tape recorder? -Yes, a tape recorder.

There's blood on it!

Is that what that is?

You come back here with hot goods? Do you want to get caught?

I don't have a single gram on me!

Here.

Fuck this. -Where are you going? Robert?

I've been thinking about what you said about Tone.

You may be on to something. Maybe she didn't do it herself.

OK...

How much do we have?

Put it like this:

Once we pay off Glenn tomorrow, -

you and I will have -

590,000 kroner and 6.8 kilos of hash left over.

That's not bad.

Didn't I tell you to hitchhike?

...8900...9000.

What about all that, Glenn? -9100, 9200, 9300, 9400...

I heard Tone dropped by you. -9600...

9700, 9800, 9900...10,000.

1.2 million. Damn! Nice work, Carl!

What? Who? -Tone. Little Tone.

Right.

Heard she was pretty desperate. -Yeah, she was pretty upset.

There. -So what did she want?

She wanted to know where Robert was.

I couldn't tell her he was with you. Tragic, that overdose.

Robert isn't so sure.

What is it with you, Carl? Have you been smoking too much?

I need that sharp mind of yours.

For what? -Come here.

Glenn speaking.

No!

No, no, Marco, no. I have the money here.

Yes, yes. No, no! It's here. I come now.

Fine, fine.

Wait here, and don't move.

Money!

Carl, give me all the cash in the glove compartment. And that watch.

Thank you! Thank you. OK. Fine. Thank you. Bye.

Good riddance! You have to pay a little extra when you're delinquent.

Glenn, I think I'm done now.

What are you going to do? Go back to school?

I have plans. -Right. Like what?

I thought I'd start growing my own stuff up at Arild's.

The '70s are over, Carl. No one believes in your dreams anymore.

I do.

No. Call me when you're broke.

I love you so much! I do! And I've been thinking.

We can pack up and move to the country now.

I can't wait. -I know!

Can I have this too? -Of course!

Maybe buying all these things isn't such a good idea.

I agree completely!

Liss?

Want to move to the country? -Yeah!

You can't just promise her a horse! -Look at her. She's ecstatic!

Carl, a lot of people drive Volvos. -I think someone is after me.

You need to stop smoking. -It has nothing to do with that.

You think Bob Marley is paranoid?

I happen to know I'm being tailed. -I thought it was all over now.

It is over! It's just those Volvos. Something about their shape...

Do you have anything on you?

Good night, Carl. Come on, Liss!

Hi, Knudsen. -I fit isn't Carl F. Vang.

I want a word with you.

Check my pockets. I'm clean. -I'm not interested in pocket fluff.

We put all of our limited resources into the fight against heroin.

And I appreciate that. I think you're doing excellent work.

Carl, you low-browed moron, you're involved in a heroin case.

I'm sure you're an excellent cop, but you're way off base now.

Take a look at this.

What is that? -Afghan.

Afghan. Hash. -Right. I know we disagree.

You want it banned. But you were talking about heroin.

Watch this, Carl.

Look what was inside the hash. Heroin.

What does that have to do with me?

This. Robert Abler's middle and index fingerprint.

How much is there, where is it from, and where is Robert?

You don't seriously think we deal in heroin, do you?

Where did you find that? -At Per Svartdal's. Know where he is?

No, I don't associate with Blackie. -But you have a nickname for him.

You can leave. You'll never amount to anything, Carl.

Hey, Carl. Have you started jogging?

Where are you going? -To buy a new suit.

An outlaw in the woods. What a life!

I can't go anywhere now. You expect me to just sit here?

Pass it on!

Hi.

Anyone who can tell me where Blackie is, will get enough Nepalese-

to be stoned the rest of the next two years. Pass it on!

The biggest bear in the world feared no noe!

Hi. Has anyone been here? -Yes.

I told Liss a lie about why you were picked up, but she's not stupid.

And when we came home, there was a cop in here too!

Liss thought they were after me, so I had to say it was you.

Then that's solved. -Nothing is solved, Carl!

I don't think you can live here anymore.

Fine.

I understand. -Does nothing matter to you?

Don't worry. I'll go somewhere else until things calm down.

They won't ever calm down! Don't you get it?

You won't change. Liss knows that cops arrest bad guys.

I'm not a bad guy. -Yes, you are, honey.

To Liss, and technically speaking, you're a professional criminal.

OK.

I'm the first to admit that I can seem a little criminal.

But I have changed. All of that, the hash, the cops, Robert...

It's out of my life now. I'm done with it.

All that's left here now, is Carl.

Carl, who loves you.

Your man.

Hi. Astor said that...

That I would get two year's worth of Nepalese-

if I told you where Blackie was.

I know where Blackie is.

We're just going to talk to him, right?

What do you see?

Let's see your ass. Nice. Touch your pussy.

Take your pants off.

Take your pants off.

What are you doing here? -It's regarding some heroin.

We gave you three kilos of Afghan.

They turned out to contain heroin.

Now the cops have that Afghan, full of Robert's fingerprints.

Holy shit! You guys have been smoking too much.

You're way off base. Heroin inside the hash?

3.3 kilos? I'll be 45 by the time I get out!

I haven't done anything wrong!

We were wondering if you could call the cops -

and tell them Robert is innocent?

Tell them he dug around in your bag for a beer, or something.

That would explain the fingerprints and solve everything.

What are you doing? There's enough violence in the world!

You might not like it, Blackie, -

that we interrupted your... Isn't she a little young for you?

We were supposed to be somewhere else, Blackie.

Do you know where? -No. Let me go!

We had a funeral to attend. -That has nothing to do with me.

It's your fault we can't attend.

Tell me who owns that heroin, so we can settle this.

What is that hammer for, Robert? We're here to talk.

He may be here to talk to you, but I'm here to hurt you.

Knock it off! -You can leave.

Betty!

I haven't done anything you haven't done.

You told Mogens to smuggle heroin. -No way!

What the hell are you doing?

Huh? Do you know how many bones the thumb has?

Opposable thumbs separate us from animals!

One more chance, Blackie. Whose heroin is it?

Whose heroin is it? -OK! Glenn's! Glenn's!

Glenn asked if I would sell for him. I said ok, since you were couriers.

Glenn doesn't deal in heroin. -He does. He's in serious debt!

Glenn?

Glenn.

Betty!

Betty!

That doesn't mean that Glenn killed Tone.

Robert?

I don't care if I get 15 years for heroin or 21 for killing Glenn.

Hey!

Hey!

Stop, I'll throw them. -You wouldn't dare!

Robert...

Talk to you in 21 years.

Knudsen speaking. -Hi, Knudsen, It's Carl.

Hi, Carl. -I know where Robert is.

Where is he? -On his way to 5 Grønne Street.

Will you make it in time? -We have more than one car.

Why are you doing this?

Talk to me, Carl.

Carl? You know you're always welcome...

Can I stay here tonight?

Come here, let me warm you. -No thanks.

What are you doing here? -You know what, Glenn.

You could have asked us first.

Talk about luxury.

Water beds. They're the future.

To heroin?

Heroin, hash, whatever...

Did you deliver Tone's bed?

I had no choice, Carl. I owe so much money.

Tone came looking for Robert. Saw me and Blackie talking.

She heard something she shouldn't have heard. I tried to bribe her.

But she couldn't let it happen. "Robert doesn't sell heroin."

I can't have girls running around that know too much.

So she had to die, for admiring Robert.

Like Robert is someone to look up to.

Was it hard?

What's easy?

Chin-chin.

Have you thought about the future? It's crazy, Carl.

You have no idea what kind of contacts I have.

It took me five seconds...

Five seconds! Talk about easy money. Every one wants a piece.

Stick to me, and you'll see...

I should be in advertising.

The walls are pink!

Way to redecorate, boys!

The walls are pink! No blue! Blue sells!

Excellent, boys!

Holy shit!

I'm burning, Carl!

Why didn't you let me do it?

Because you would have gotten caught.

How did you get out so fast?

I told them where Blackie was.

Interesting that you would mention the grass.

I'm interested in how the ecosystem hangs together.

KATHMANDU DETOX

Here we are!

Welcome. Carl.

You've already met Robert. We run this place.

Let's get rid of your bags and I'll show you around.

You're here so we can help you kick your heroin habit.

We have a ceramics studio, a study circle, grow our own tea...

Let me show you around.

To take the edge off your withdrawal symptoms, we grow our own pot.

We call it Eidsvoll Gold.

Welcome to...

Kathmandu!

Liss, come here!

Subtitles: Nick Norris