All language subtitles for Huset 01x01

Go, go, go!

Give me that!

Get a move on

Hurry, let's go!

- Forward, push!
- Push!

Move your shield, Miriam!

Hurry, Collie!
- Fuck!

Hurry up, up there!

Stop! Stop, stop!

Stop!

- You didn't drop the key, did you?
- Yes.

You're prison guards, not lifeguards

This is as easy as Hansel in Gretel.
The key goes in the keyhole.

Great. I'll just call up our colleagues
and tell them to kiss their asses goodbye.

You think it's funny?

- No.
I think it's funny.

Go back downstairs
and let's take it from the top.

Shut the fuck up.

The shield was in the way.

PRISONER

Good morning.

Good morning.

Always nice and chirpy.

Good morning.
Let's hear it.

- Good morning.
- Great.

Good morning.

I said good morning.

Good morning.

- Understood?
- Yes!

What's going on?

Turn off the water.

- You slipped?
- Yes.

Got an unlisted number now?
I want to talk to you - A

The tie isn't mandatory.

I'm fine with ties.

Okay. The rest of us don't suit up
like that. Except for one.

- A girl.
- Okay.

Well, there's two of you then.
You're Samir?

Call me Sammi.

In here you'll be called guard bitch,
motherfucker or Nazi swine.

I'm Henrik, your tour guide.
Have you been here before?

I trained in Nyborg, at Enner Mark prison.

Way to go.
Beware of Kasper. He's a vegan.

So, where are you from?
- Brondby.

Come on, you don't look all Danish,
no offense.

- I'm half Moroccan.
- Danish mom? Just a guess.

Yes.

We don't have time for in-depth talks.

This is Melvang.
Melvang, meet our rookie guard.

Melvang is unit leader and the only one
who didn't kiss ass to get an office.

This is Panik. He's in C2.
Where's your kid brother?

- In Red Section with me.
- Right. And where is Baloo?

- Upstairs.
- That's his stepdad.

- He's with the biker gangs.
- It's a family affair.

A successful family reunification.
See ya. Come along.

Samir! This way.

We're going up to the next floor.

- You're holding your keys?
- They taught us at school.

We like to rattle our keys
to warn the inmates -

- to swallow their hash or hide their
steroids. So much easier for everyone.

So rattle them. Hands off.

C2 Red Section.
General population.

Burglars, pickpockets,
assault, pushers, extortion.

The day shift is 6 a.m. to 2 p.m.

The afternoon shift 2 p.m. to 10 p.m.
The night shift 10 p.m. to 6 a.m.

Hi there. Then there are the odd shifts
whenever the phone rings.

Each section has a spokesman.

Some grouch who can spell
and speak in complete sentences.

Bolten, turn it down.
Keep it down in the kitchen!

The poor criminals have to get the puck
from us, but it makes one helluva noise.

There's the inmates' phone. We tape
all calls and listen in if we have time.

Bolten!
Turn it down!

The kitchen.
We call the stove the "snitch scaffold".

Turn it down to five!

There you go.

The guard cage.

This is Hansen and Collie.

Say hi to Samir.

- Hansen.
- Sammi.

- Collie.
- Sammi.

There's a kettle for the girls' tea.
A coffee machine, filters.

You'll be told when it's your turn
to buy coffee.

This board shows the inmates' state.

Green next to the cell number
means acceptable behavior.

Red means
the inmate has been acting up

and is in lockdown or in the hole
or whatever.

- Is Katie back in the hole?
- Yes, he keeps acting up.

Figures.

We like green.
A green board means peace and order.

Green is our favorite color.
It means a tolerable workday. Okay?

It's the green transition, you know.

Hey, leave the blinds.

We don't wanna Look
at the jackasses all day.

Hi, Sille.
With a box full of cell work?

They're packing pearls
for girls' bracelets. Cute, huh?

- Lovely.
Hi. Sammi.

Hi.

Well, well.

Come on.
Time to meet the man of the house.

Gert, say hi to the new kid on the block.
He goes by the name of Sammi.

Sammi, hi. Welcome.
I'm Gertrud, but everyone calls me Gert.

What made you become a prison guard?

I want to make a difference.

To work with people
who've made a wrong turn in life.

I want a physically active job

- that allows me to work toward getting
more influence and responsibility.

Make a difference.

- Nice to hear.
- Yes, touching.

Our inmates have yard time coming up.

Come make a difference there
and be physically active.

- Nice to meet you, Sammi.
- Likewise.

Have fun.

Hang on.

Sammi, interesting speech in there.

But you can forget
about making a difference.

I've been here long enough to know
you can't give the inmates an inch.

They aren't your friends,
but we in the blue shirts are.

So I've got your back
if you've got mine, okay?

Good. Welcome, friend.

This way.

Hi.

Bingo.

- You gotta search yourself again, John.
- It's probably my belt again.

Well, have a boring day.
Hello there, Miriam.

- You slipped through as well.
- Yes, and for that I'm deeply grateful.

Have a boring day.
- You too.

Thanks.

The Hulk over there, Houd,
is a real entrepreneur.

He runs the operation in the A wing,
Blue Section, the Arabian Embassy.

Ghaaleb and Youssef are his henchmen
and do all his dirty work.

They lean on his dealers,
handle debts and loans.

Pressure the weak inmates to prepare
their dime bags with hash, steroids -

- benzos and roofies.

Panik you've met. His kid brother, Mix,
is the one in camo glaring at you.

Don't look.

They make Patsy with the face tattoo do
all the stuff they can't be bothered to.

Panik's bigger than the Hulk.
He runs the operation in B, C, and D wing.

They don't get along
but manage to share the market.

- Don't we keep gangs separate?
- They aren't in gangs.

They act on the gangs' orders, but
down here they get along and so do we.

They aren't gangs until someone designs
their Logos, patches and hoodies -

- and make them look hip or whatever.

Hey!

Hey, stop! Hand it over.

- Hand it over! The ball.
- The ball?

The ball in your pocket.
- Hand it over.

- I was gonna...
- Hand it over and get lost.

Chill, bro. I see you.

Okay, calm down.

Samir, you don't need to act
on all that you see. Okay?

What's in the ball anyway?
2, 3, 4 grams of hash? Who gives a shit?

Hash gives us peaceful inmates. The
big boys will get their drugs in anyhow.

You got the ball.
You get the paperwork.

Say hi to Sammi, our new guard.

Houd, say hello to Sammi.

- Ghaleeb, say hi to Sammi, the new guard.
- Welcome, Sammi.

- What did he say?
- Dunno. I don't speak Arabic.

You don't? Okay.
Didn't Daddy teach you his mother tongue?

No.

Right, then.
Say hi to Sammi, the new guard.

So, how are you getting along?

Did you weigh it?

- Not quite.
- Well, there is a lot.

Takes time.

You're weighing them one at a time
of course.

I'm talking to you!

I'm gonna fucking waste you!

- Don't take my stuff.
- Don't fuck with me!

I know a little Arabic.

Can teach you some useful words.

Akrash or shorta means "officer".
Then you know they're talking about you.

Para and fluus mean "money".

Giz or kiz mean either "girl" or "pussy",
I'm not quite sure.

That sums up their topics.

- Miriam, say hi to Sammi.
- Hi. Miriam.

The tie club's in session.
Have fun.

I'm taking the inmate in cell 46
to the imam.

No, he's in the sick ward.

Are you straight out of school?
- Yes.

And they gave you Henrik?

Guess there's all kinds of guards.

Some other time.

See you.

Calling car 2. I'm opening the gate.

Copy that, over.

Proceed to the gate.
We're waiting.

Go on in.

Welcome.
Bring your bags.

- Here's your new project, Miriam.
- Thanks.

- You must be Helge?
- Yes.

I'm Miriam.

Welcome to the big house.

We need a photo for the board.

I'm convicted of a white-collar crime.
I don't belong here.

Not much we can do about it right now.

I heard stories in custody.
About new inmates getting beat up

abused and humiliated.
Is that true?

- Got any money?
- Not on me.

- Have you got money on the outside?
- Yes, I'm loaded.

So pay a strong inmate to protect you.

- He'll see to it you're not harmed.
- Okay.

How do I find a strong inmate?

They'll find you.
And they have people on the outside -

- who'll organize the payment
with your wife or whoever you've got.

Fine.

Isn't it your job to protect us?
- Please stand...

Thank you.

Well, did you survive your first day?
- Yes.

- But something's puzzling me.
- What?

I was told to rattle my keys to warn
the inmates to hide their hash.

I don't have to react
when things are thrown over the wall.

There are blinds in the guard cage
so we don't have to monitor the hall.

We're understaffed.

We're running a co-existence here.

Nice to see you're ambitious.

Wise of you to come to me. Don't air
your concerns to your fellow guards.

They'll get it wrong and freeze you out.

You've got the right attitude
so keep your eyes on the ball.

A uniform tip:

Most of us change in prison to avoid
being harassed on the street. Okay?

Bye for now.

This is Asger.

Hello. Who is it?

Hello? Is anyone there

Mom, is...

It's all about listening and seeing
the inmate as a human being.

But it's also our job to make sure
nobody crosses the line.

You want to make a difference.

I need to be physically active.

I want to work with people
who've made a wrong turn in life.

I want to help them out
on the other side -

so the job as prison guard
is just perfect for me.

Are you gonna behave while I'm gone?

Here.

Go ahead.

- You have a visitor.
- I do? Okay.

Will you read this letter for me?
- Sure.

Just check for spelling mistakes.

I'm no good at spelling.

It's for my wife.
She won't come visit me here.

So I'll try to get my brother
to give it to her.

"Sorry" ends with a
Otherwise it's fine.

- "Sorry" ends with a Y.
- Yeah, though it sounds like an I.

Your brother's waiting.

Room 4.

- See you in an hour.
- Yes, thanks.

- It's the metal wire in my bra.
- It's okay.

- It's not okay.
- Are you on duty here?

- It's just the wire. Go ahead and feel.
- John, she has to be searched.

It's her bra. Hansen!

If the scanner beeps,
you go next door and strip down.

- What do you want Hansen and me to do?
- Well, you could search her.

Happy?

Hansen, show Kira to room 6.

Panik's girlfriend triggers the scanner,
and you're fine with that?

I can't search a female guest.

Although I wouldn't mind.

What a model prison this is.

But it is.

Right...

This meeting is off the record.

I won't send out an email.
You're to go back -

- and inform
any colleagues not present.

Anyway ..

You've all heard about
the fancy new prison in Falster, right?

As a result of this, the Prison Service
intends to shut down an old prison.

They have three candidates.

The two winners will be fixed up
to meet EU standards -

- and the loser bites the dust.

We'll know the decision
before Christmas.

Now guess if we're in the danger zone.

We're up against Ringe and Nyborg.

INMATES RULE HERE

Articles like this will be our downfall.

It says that in our prison,
the strong inmates control the weak.

They have phones and use them at will.
They're on steroids -

- they lend money, sell drugs
and extort fellow inmates and so on.

I know you're up against the wall.

I know you're understaffed
and overworked -

- but we have to grit our teeth
and work harder. We have guests coming.

The Prison Service is sending two security
consultants to check all three prisons.

They're gonna monitor us.

They're gonna interview us about
the working environment and culture

- so think of something nice to say
or shut up.

This is bullshit!

If you have dirty laundry,
clean it internally, please.

Unless you feel like commuting
75 miles to Falster to go to work

- now's the time to show
we run a tight ship here.

We're clamping down on them
the next three months with shakedowns -

- confiscations, zero tolerance.

This is serious.

You know what I always say.

The big house always wins.

That's all from me.

I was only just granted the kids every
other week! No way am I going to FaLster.

- They won't shut us down.
- Didn't you hear her?

We're still here, so cheer up.

Support our soldiers

Why didn't you Leave the flowers?

He wasn't there.
I couldn't find him.

We'll put them in a vase at home.

Come on

Five more, let's go.

Awesome! You've got this.

Awesome.
Last one! Last one!

Time's up, gentlemen.

We have until half past.

Two minutes.

You've got this.

We'll give them another two minutes.

- How do you feel about the campaign?
- I think it's about time.

We've put up with far too much.

It's outrageous
that we're not in charge in here.

People should be allowed to do time
without being extorted by the strongmen.

But we're in for a bumpy ride.

Only we could trust the other guards.

Who can't we trust?

You can trust me for starters.

You can't get any bigger now.

Gustav, get in here.

In a minute.

Hey, buddy. Have you had a good day?

It was okay.

Let me try.

Okay, remember Kareem Abdul-Jabbar?
The hell you do.

Tough match?
- Yes.

Gustav, get in here and do your homework.
I won't tell you again.

Gustav, how about a game afterwards?

No, Henrik. He has homework.

Come along.

- Get your bag.
I've got it right here.

- Where are your papers?
- I'LL find them.

- Oh, fucking...
- Henrik!

Mind your language. You're not
in prison but at home with your family.

I know this is a drag -

- but I tell Gustav off
whenever he says fuck and fucking.

- Don’t come home and make a fuss.
- I've got it.

What's for dinner?

- You're asking me?
- Yes, I'm hungry.

Henrik...

Living like this is stressing me out.

Our house is molded
and I've yet to see the mold removers.

If you're interested, read this.
Our insurance company is fighting -

with the previous owners'
insurance company -

- because unauthorized builders insulated
the house. Nobody's willing to pay.

Yeah...

So no, I didn't see to dinner.

Did you see to dinner?

I didn't think so.

Gustav, wanna go pick up some pizzas?

Let go of him!

Let go of him now!

Pepper spray coming up!

Get off, Nikki!

Turn him over!

- Calm down!
- I've got him.

Calm down. Calm down!

- Head down!
- Arms down!

Go to your cells now!

That's it, fuck you. Okay.

Order is restored.
We're sitting on the inmate.

- Sound the all-clear.
- Copy.

- Go to your cells!
- Are you okay?

- We're on our way.
- Melvang, what is this?

What's the problem?

It's just a bong, for fuck's sake.

- Nikki, wanna do some bondage downstairs?
- Shut the fuck up.

- You'll enjoy it.
- Shut up, fucking bitch.

I'm locking this section down.

Go to your cells, do you hear?

Let's go! I’m not gonna say it again.
Get in! Get back in.

Get in. There's nothing to see here.

Get in.

Fucking cunt!
Shut up, Nikki!

Take it easy.

- I'm gonna kill you!
- Shut up.

Three, two, one, roll him over!

- Twist them.
No, turn the straps right.

- No, twist them.
- Henrik, you know the proper way.

Fuck!

Okay, Miriam.
Poor, little, Nikki.

- Calm down!
- I can't breathe!

You can breathe just fine.

- Henrik, stop it!
- You beat up Melvang.

Fuck you, faggot!
- Hey! Henrik!

I'm biting my tongue off!
- Stop, for fuck's sake!

Calm the fuck down, Nikki!

Your type is the problem here.

It's your type of behavior
that makes them hate and attack us.

- So I'm the problem?
Yes, you and your style.

My style.

Fuck off!

- We are the rules, Henrik.
- There is no "we", Miriam!

You're on your own
You're all alone!

"We”!

Hi, Mom.

You called me, right?

I have a girlfriend now.

Tina.

We live in her apartment.
Nice place. I have a job, too.

Tina's stepdad is a hauler,
so I clean the trucks...

Asger, I can't do this again.

Take care.

I'm going to be a dad.

I can't give up smoking.

Gotta have some kind of addiction.

Have you got a photo of her?

What do you mean?

If you have a girlfriend, you must
have a photo of her in your phone.

Yes.

Okay?

She looks nice.

Well, she is.

I'm doing really fine.

The only thing is...

...I owe some money.

- The ones with the finger again?
- No, it's an old debt.

I'm really careful now
and I put money aside.

- I've got Tina and the baby now.
- How much do you owe?

It wasn't much to begin with -

- but when you can't pay,
they add a 0...

How much do you owe, Asger?

- It was only 1,000.
- So now it's 10,000?

No, they just added another 0.

You owe 100,000 kroner?

Mom, don't worry about it.
I'LL figure something out.

I'll talk to them.
Don't worry.

I shouldn't have told you.

I only came to tell you
you're going to be a grandma.

That's all.

I swear.

Okay?

- Okay, Mom?
- Yes, okay.

- I'd better get back home to Tina.
- Yes.

- See you.
- Yeah, see you.

Leave the blinds!

- Remember who owns this prison, boy.
- Calm down, both of you.

Hi, this is Benji, your 046.
This is Sammi, our new guard.

Benji is fresh out of the sick ward.
Can I hand him over to you?

Yes.

Go to your cell.

You're an interior decorator now?

Just want a view of the hall

- Did you check with the others?
- No.

Ready for Blue Section in the yard.
- Coming.

Just leave Benji in his cell.
He's poorly.

Put on your coats, guys.
You're going to the yard.

Come on, guys.

- Go burn off some steam.
- Alright already.

What's up, you fucking pig?

Benji, what's going on?

Since when are you a prison guard?

- What are you doing here?
- Just hanging around.

- What for?
This and that.

I had 16 months, got caught,
so they added 8 more.

So that's two years.
And you?

- Got yourself a family, a missus?
- Nah.

- You?
- I've got a lovely lady waiting outside.

- What's with...
- I converted a couple of years ago.

- To find peace of mind.
- So you're not Benjamin anymore?

Sure, but I'm learning Arabic.
The prison imam is helping me.

I'm getting there. I can't say much,
but I understand a lot.

Hey, don't go in here.
Get out.

We don't know each other.

Understand?

The others get suspicious if you're too
cozy with the guards. I gotta be careful.

Why?

Remember Bahgat from back in the day?
- Who stole his mom's car?

Yeah.

That psycho's on the top floor.

He's high-ranking
and protects me for now.

Is someone on your back?

Are you stupid or what?

When you go to prison,
the heavies come and say hello -

and make you hold their hash
or phones.

And you can pay
not to get your ass kicked.

That's just the way it is.
This place is fucked up.

Just want my probation, man.
Inshallah.

- You can be a good Muslim, Benji.
- Hey, Samir?

Remember, we don't know each other.

Just talked to Gert.

Melvang broke a rib.

Sprained two fingers, broke a tooth.
Split his brow. Five stitches.

Fuck! We're paying the price
for their fucking campaign.

- They've never been inside a cell.
- The campaign's off to a great start.

Melvang's tough.
He'll get over it.

It's clean.

Check the bed, that wall, this wall,
the desk and this.

I'll check this, the fridge and the door.

Right.
Okay.

Never stick your hands
where you can't see what's hidden.

They put razor blades under the bed,
the windowsill and the doorcase.

Just to show
their resentment of shakedowns.

This is how Gert wants us
to spend our next three months.

It's relevant to clean up the place.

More relevant to Let them
get stoned in peace.

Look at the hassle with Nikki
over a fucking bong.

Forget the campaign
and let them keep their shit.

Don't worry.
We'll talk some sense into Nikki.

That guy Benjamin ..
- Yes.

- I know him.
- Okay?

We grew up in Brondby together.
Is that a problem?

We're too understaffed to be picky.

But I wouldn't advertise it to the others.

All the inner walls are
lined with plastic -

so we won't inhale it.

There's a zipper...

Lookin' sharp. Henrik. Good day?

So I have to zip myself
into my own home.

Sille to Henrik.
There's coffee in the basement.

Drop it.

Coming.

It's just coffee. Relax.

- Hi.
- Hi there.

Hello.

Nikki, I'll go get you some clothes.

Thanks. I've been a good boy,
so it'll be nice to get dressed.

- What the fuck are you doing, man?!
- Want some new clothes, Nikki?

We'll fucking give you some new clothes.
- Stop! Stop!

Think it's a fucking gift shop?!

Stop! I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Melvang sends his best.

Now lie down. This time we'll twist
the straps so you can feel them.

- He says Danish is impossible.
- No, it's not impossible to learn.

And you're here anyway.
Might as well use your time wisely.

Now it's bedtime.

Good night.

You're welcome.

Gentlemen, it's bedtime.

Boys, get in your cells.

Ghaleeb, this isn't your cell.
Come along.

- See you.
- Talk to you later.

- Put on a smile. It might suit you.
- Let's go.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Good night.

You can't be here.

- I don't speak Arabic.
- How come?

- Because I'm Danish.
- You're Danish?

Get back to your cells.

- Youssef said you're really into the job.
- Go to your cells.

You know the drill.

If you fuck with people,
they fuck with you.

You're a pretty boy.

Watch out.

Pearly whites. Watch out.

- Don't threaten me.
- I'm just concerned for your well-being.

Next time, leave our tennis balls alone.

Boys, go to your cells.
It's bedtime. Sleep well.

Good night. Sleep well.

Sammi, they're in bed.
Watch the hall for five minutes?

Yes.

What's up?

We need someone to tell us who hides
what where. Hash, cell phones, cash.

You know what they do to snitches here,
don't you?

Forget it, man.

It’ll benefit your probation.

There's the old Sammi.

You want out, right?

We're under orders to get control
of the prison in three months.

That's why I want
to bust a couple of strong inmates.

Fuck off, man.

I'm busy reading.

Think it over.

Hello. This is Asger.

- Hello?
- I'll pay your debt.

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