All language subtitles for Midt om Natten

IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

we were friends

honesty was a virtue

forever

forever
yeah yeah

we were blood brothers

promised to be loyal

forever

forever
yeah yeah

tick-tick

the clock ticks away
and time goes by

the clock ticks away

we grew up

forgot all our promises

maybe some day

maybe some day
yeah yeah

we will remember

the promises made
to each other

maybe some day

maybe some day
yeah yeah

tick-tick

the clock ticks away
and time goes by

we lived yesterday...

The leader of the Moderate Party
has asked the Minister of Justice -

- what he intends to do about
the growing number of squatters -

- a phenomenon which has
taken on "an air of revolution."

we have talked to Kaj Bumand:

Such actions have no place
in a democratic society.

The Moderate Party demands
respect of law and order.

Our youth is being led astray
by fanatic revolutionaries.

The police must ensure
the safety of our decent citizens.

... safety of our decent citizens...
safety of our decent citizens...

- What's up, Spacey?
- They're coming tonight.

- Who has said that?
- My friends heard it on the police radio.

They're moving in tonight.
The pigs will be everywhere.

What?

Them again.
We should have a word with them.

- Take it easy. I'll talk to them.
- Tell them to buzz off, okay?

- Hello. Can I help you?
- Do you hang out over there?

I live there with my mate
and the young people...

You do know
you have to move out, right?

The owner's reported you...

That's exactly what I wanted
to talk to you about...

We don't want to annoy anyone.
The house is empty anyway -

- and we're just peaceful people,
who don't want trouble with the law.

We just don't have a place to stay.
So I can't...

I know you're going to say
that you don't make the laws.

You're just doing your duty,
and we need the police -

- to take care of burglars,
the traffic and missing persons.

But in our case
you could be a little flexible.

Show some consideration and discretion.
Like you do with economic criminals.

Nice talking to you.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Don't you get it?

- Not really.
- It's what we're fighting for.

- I can't even make ends meet.
- What did they say?

- I told them we're peaceful...
- Who are they?

Washed-out plumber and his mate.

Don't they have a place to live?
Why not put them in a home then?

- What a mess!
- Mess?

- Why don't you clean up the place?
- We're being thrown out anyway.

Are you coming?

- Wait here, okay?
- I haven't got all night.

- Are you there, Kurt?
- Gokke's right here.

- We're in the middle of a meeting.
- But there's a raid on tonight.

Exactly.
You'd better go home.

- Aren't you coming?
- Can't you just leave me alone?

Look, Gerda...

- Who was that? His mum?
- No, his girlfriend.

- The two guys are here now.
- Right...

Hi, Arnold and Benny.
They're coming tonight.

- The cops?
- How do you know?

From the police radio.
It's straight.

- We thought you should know.
- Thanks a lot.

- So you can pack...
- Pack?

- Yes, so you can get out.
- The whole corps is coming!

- Don't you want our help?
- Well, are you up for it?

- I mean, it's our problem.
- Do you think we're doing this for fun?

This isn't just a picnic for us.
Just because we're over 30!

We have problems, too.
We don't have a place to live either.

And we don't have a job.
You're not throwing me out!

Look, we didn't mean it like that.

- But the cops are coming tonight.
- So let's give them a warm welcome.

- We'll barricade ourselves.
- Right, we'll strike back.

And my friends said they'd help.

They have rope ladders,
timber and picks.

And tons of bricks and old paint.
And helmets.

- They've tried it all before.
- And I can make Molotov cocktails.

- Can you?
- My uncle learnt it during the war.

He fought the Germans.
We just need some empty bottles -

- petrol, matches and tape.
And lots of tar.

That makes it stick. It has to stick
to their clothes and skin.

Like napalm.
We'll fry the bastards.

- Arnold, stop it!
- This is not what...

We're going to fight for our lives,
and if you won't, you can get lost.

Come on, Spacey...
What are you going to do, Arnold?

Well, what do we want?
We just want a place to live.

We just want to be left in peace.
We're not troublemakers.

We're decent people,
who the police ought to protect -

- and not evict.
Let's show them that.

I'm going to go to my room,
water my plants and wait.

They'll have to carry me out.

- Do you believe in that bullshit?
- Come on, Manse.

We can't just sit
and wait for them to get us!

- I'm building barricades.
- Yes, let's get going!

Bloody bastards!

Come quick..!

No, stay here!

- Open the door!
- Piss off!

- We'll kick in the door.
- Go ahead.

Go ahead, bastards!

One more step, and I'll jump.

Take it easy, comrade.

No... Oh my god, no!

Bloody pigs!
You've killed him. Murderers!

Benny! Benny, for Christ's sake!

I'm glad you came to.
I said, I'm glad you came to.

- How long have I been gone?
- A few hours. My name is J. O. Kurtzen.

- J. O. Kurtzen?
- Inspector. Police headquarters.

- Ouch! Spacey?
- Calm down.

- Is he dead?
- No, they're still operating.

- But if he dies... Shit!
- He jumped of his own free will.

- Right, take these pills.
- No way!

All right then.

- Where are the others?
- They've been released.

- Well, then I should...
- Look, stay here for a week.

- No, I have to go.
- You may have a concussion.

- Am I being charged?
- No, luckily this was stuck.

Otherwise you'd gone to jail.
It's an illegal weapon.

- It's just an antique.
- A souvenir?

Take it, but don't
take it out of the sheath.

- Look, you've got then stitches.
- Who the hell beat me up?

- An officer grabbed you too hard.
- Asshole.

He has called three times
to hear how you were getting on.

Can I drop you off somewhere?

No, thanks. I have to find someone.

Arnold!

Arnold?

- I knew I'd find you here.
- Of course.

I've got nowhere else to go.

- They told me you'd been released.
- Give me a fag, eh?

You know what they said?
"Go on home, all of you."

"Go home, will you."
"Home," I said, "where's that?"

- Do the police have a sense of humour?
- I knew I'd find you here.

I was really scared.
I've never been locked up before.

I couldn't stand it.

- Does it hurt?
- No...

What a load of shit.

You should have gone with your folks
to Sweden back then.

- Instead.
- But we've always stuck together.

- Then you wouldn't be sitting here.
- I'd be a drunk in Sweden instead.

But still... You never know.

Hey...
Remember when we mixed blood?

Sure, it was my idea.

- No way.
- Come on, I remember it clearly.

- We'd just seen 'Robin Hood.'
- Yeah, with Eroll Flynn. Great.

You weren't good at fencing
but you always found a way out.

Ha! Scoundrel, you're dead!

- What are you doing?
- Look.

What is it?

It's a real bayonet from the war.
It's German.

Leave it.
It's illegal. Throw it away.

What's the matter, Benny?

Let's mix blood.
We'll be friends forever.

- Till death do us part.
- You're mad!

It's best with a bayonet.
Are you scared?

Of course not.
But let's do it properly.

We'll scratch a cross in our arms,
press them against each other and say:

"Domine et sanctus,
domine et sanctus."

- What does that mean?
- Till death do us part.

- Domine et...
- Domine et sanctus.

But this is too rusty. We'll get
blood poisoning. It's impossible.

- We'll just rinse and sharpen it.
- How?

There's a grindstone
at the machine shop. Come on!

That's enough.

Yes, it's fine now.
Let's do it.

- How did it go again?
- Oh, that...

- Domine et sanctus.
- Right.

Domine et sanctus,
domine et... sanctus.

- I thought you were dead.
- Not quite.

But I was a little sissy.
Back then!

- The boat's still there.
- The apprentices slaved away on it.

The boss wore white trousers,
and his daughter had a bikini.

We dreamt it was a luxury boat.
He'd sail to Hawaii -

- and kiss the local girls
in banana skirts.

We finally have the opportunity
to see how luxurious it actually is.

And this, please.

I thought Jersey was a cow.

No, it's one of the Channel Islands
between England and France.

- What's he going to do on Jersey?
- You don't pay taxes there.

You pay taxes in England and France
but not on Jersey.

- Well, I'll be... So he moved?
- Who wouldn't with these taxes?

What's he doing?
Any fun on Jersey?

- Well, it's an island...
- Maybe he's just counting his money.

- Has he sold the company?
- No, my husband takes care of it.

- Did he get a wage increase then?
- No, but maybe later.

That'll be 74, 50 kroner.

100 kroner won't get you far nowadays.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye.

- This looks like breakfast.
- That's about right.

- I have a few rolls, if you want them?
- Sounds nice.

- Anything else?
- No, thanks.

- Is that enough?
- You must have bumped your head!

Well, it looks like it.

It'll be 47, 50 kroner.

- Who hit you?
- A cop.

- When?
- Last night.

Were you among those who were
evicted? I saw it on the telly.

- Does it hurt?
- No...

- Did you go to hospital?
- Sure. Ten stitches. See you.

Where do you live now then?

- We don't want troublemakers here.
- He looked quite harmless.

The way he gaped at your legs!

- Well, they're worth it.
- Soon he'll want credit. You'll see.

It's not bad here.
I think it could work out.

God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.
It's tempered here.

- Benny, let's stay!
- In that old boat?

No, we'll fix up a pair of sheds,
get a bed and a table -

- and Bob's your uncle
if we're able.

- You can rhyme.
- What do you think?

- Do I have a choice?
- Not really. Let's get to work.

- How's it going?
- It's not going.

- It's going fine.
- Come off it! It's not going at all.

How are we going to live?
Those bastards took everything.

So what's new? We'll manage.

- You always say that.
- Exactly.

And the day I stop saying it
it's the end of me.

Can't you see it? We're both finished.
This is untenable.

The police won't respect open doors
an flowers in the window. Bullshit!

- And what about Spacey?
- And what about Spacey?

He jumped, remember?

That's his own business.
Let him play martyr. I won't.

This is the only life we've got.

I want to make the most of it without
making trouble. I have my own way.

- Come on, sweep!
- And then what?

- Then we'll have a home.
- What about furniture?

The Salvation Army, container raids...
But we have to get hold of a car.

No problem. There's a breaker
over there, and you know the grocer.

- How's the head?
- What? Dine.

Gee, this is
a real old-fashioned grocery.

What a small, eh, Benny?
And liquorice roots.

Just like in the old days.
May I?

Go ahead.
Do you want a sweet, too?

- We'd like these.
- Do you know the breaker?

- What does he drink?
- Charles drinks Old Carlsberg.

- Is it your shop?
- My dad's. I just assist him.

- He has a weak heart.
- I'm sorry to hear that.

- He eats a lot of pills.
- My uncle has the same problem.

But he eats zinc.
That's much better.

The doctors won't hear of it. It has
to do with the blood and the planets.

But it's done him a lot of good.

16, 50 kroner.

- Do you live together?
- Yes.

What do you know about the owner
of the old machine shop?

Only that he's gone.
To France, I think.

What a life, eh?
What's your name?

- Why?
- Just for company's sake.

- My name's Arnold. This is Benny.
- I'm Susan.

- By the way, does Charles smoke?
- Cheroots.

You don't have a sick uncle.

- Just being kind.
- You really put heron, eh?

- Nice girl. Did you see her eyes?
- Oh, come on.

Very nice and harmless.
Not like the other hoodlum.

- I think both of them are nice.
- Zinc..?

- Who is it?
- A buyer.

- I'm busy.
- I have a good offer for you.

A Plymouth '57.

- Good morning.
- It's 3.30 pm.

Arnold Jensen, and that's Benny.
He's hurt, but it's not serious.

Get to the point.

My uncle died of heart failure.
I inherited his car.

But I don't want it.
I'm not the flashy kind.

A couple of youngsters offered me
a fortune for it. I was shocked.

But I'm only selling it to a pro.

Besides, I wouldn't know
what to do with all that money.

- What a load of crap.
- Right. But then I thought:

"You're a plumber. You need a truck."
Like that one over there.

- Is it any good?
- It'll do.

Well, seeing is believing.

Try your luck.

That crate is useless.
You lied to me.

That makes two of us. The truck can't
drive and you don't have a Plymouth.

- Okay...
- Charles.

You've brought a little something?
Let's go inside and talk about it.

What are you up to?

Benny and I are plumbers.
We want to become entrepreneurs.

A sort of odd-job company,
but we need a truck...

Take no notice of the missus.

She passes through now and then.
She's bald as a baby's ass.

But she wears a wig to hide it.

I see...

Where were we?
That truck is perfect.

- What's your price?
- You can rent it.

- How much?
- 1000 kroner a month.

Get off it. 500 and I'll help you
repair it. I'm good at that.

- 700.
- 600.

- Okay.
- Where are the tools?

- Now?
- Yup. Have you got any tools?

- Sit down, drinks are on me.
- No way, I'm in a hurry.

Well, I'll be damned...

- I'll be going.
- See you later.

We might have to take it apart.

- We? Count me out.
- I don't want you in.

Thanks a lot.
That's just great.

- What's your name?
- Rita.

Hi, Rita.
Thanks a lot.

Any time.

Well, well, well!

I like that.

- Is that for me?
- Nope, it's for trading.

He really fell for it.

It looks like
the Botanical Gardens now.

Haven't you got any further?
Take a look at this.

Great for making posters.
Come on.

- There you go.
- How many do we want?

20 or so.
And find a slogan that sells.

Dear customer. It happens to us all.

The pipes break. who'll you call?

Plumbing problems of every size,
we fix them at half the price.

Yours sincerely, Arnold and Benny,
authorized plumbers.

PS: Has your kitten run away?

we'll find it for you in half a day.

What a good poem.
Are you a poet?

- Sure, if I have the right topic.
- Benny is a great poet.

He can write you a poem
for any kind of anniversary.

But like all great poets
he can't get up in the morning.

- Where's your dad?
- At the rehabilitation center. Why?

Well... Things are lightening up,
but business isn't booming yet...

- So you want to buy on tick?
- Man cannot live by success alone.

- We'll pay it in a couple of days.
- If you don't pay up, I want a poem.

Did you have to raid the store?
We have to pay, remember that.

Let's go get the toolbox.
I hid it at my aunt's

Otherwise the creditors
would've taken it.

- Any petrol?
- Yes, I filled it up at Charles'.

Charles was out,
but the missus was in. Her name's Rita.

- Should we get rid of him?
- Leave him. Let's get some grub.

"Your smile, my love, is like
the smell of a mystic flower."

Sure, come on in.

"Together we'll conquer the world."

A cup of coffee?

And a hair of the dog?

Drink your coffee.

- My name's Dandelion by the way.
- Congratulations.

We're Arnold and Benny.

- I didn't want to intrude...
- Sure you did.

But I caught sight of the boat
and suddenly got an urge to sail.

I've always wanted to sail. So I thought
I might get a berth on the ship.

- You can be captain.
- Where is it bound for?

Hawaii. We're sailing as soon
as the wind is in the east.

I've always wanted to go to Hawaii.

I accept!

Oh bob shi-bam...

Christ, that didn't help much.

Let's get you a hat.
You'll scare the customers away.

How do you do, Mrs. Jensen.
What can we do you for?

I haven't told my husband.
He can't stand it anymore.

- It's probably the water seal.
- We just moved in.

Our old house was fine,
but everything breaks down here.

It's so expensive.
It's driving my husband up the wall.

- And the poor children...
- We'll fix it. Got a bucket?

In the bathroom. Let me!
Don't close the door. It jams.

Dear Mrs. Jensen,
we'll fix the door and much much more.

They're worse off upstairs.
The roof is leaky and...

Look, sit down and relax
while we fix the sink and the door.

- I don't have any beer.
- We don't drink on duty.

A cup of coffee?

There you go.

- There.
- Do you have a broom?

How much is it? I'll have to take it
out of the housekeeping money.

It'll be 875 kroner.

But for you... 100.

That's wonderful!

Wow...
My husband has to hear this.

- I almost didn't recognize you.
- Oh, the hat.

You look like an ex-con!
I'm sorry...

- Don't get mad.
- Three beers and a pack of fags.

What's that?

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Don't ask me.

It's Dandelion's idea.

When I woke up this morning
I saw that we had arrived.

Haveje as in Hawaii?
It's beautiful.

Old Frederiksen just lost his wife.
He's moved into an apartment.

But it's too much for him.
He's at his wits' end.

Make some coffee.
I'll get Manse.

It'll be alright. Relax.

- I need you to give me a hand.
- Nalle is freaking out over Spacey.

- Is he dead?
- No, he disappeared a week ago.

Nobody has seen him since.
Nalle is freaking out.

Well, I'll be...

Why..!

- Leave me alone, Gerda.
- I miss you. I brought some food.

Be sensible.

- No, don't cry.
- I miss you!

You're pestering me. I can't help it
that your husband beat you up.

You put me through a crisis.
I have enough problems.

- I'll never find my identity.
- I'm sorry.

Good heavens... Don't stand
out there in the rain, Gerda.

when my world is cold and empty

I think of my sweetheart

I cut out pictures of dreams

paper silhouettes so fine and light

here are my mum and my dad

who put me into this world

love, kisses and flowers

sunshine and sweet memories

life is long
happiness short

happy is he
who gives it away

here is my best friend

lots and lots of silhouettes

but this one isn't finished yet

the light of my life

domine et sanctus

life is long
happiness short

happy is he
who gives it away

life is long
happiness short

happy is he
who gives it away

I have to get home.

Bye-bye.

- That lamp is broken.
- Probably a loose connection.

We'd better get it fixed.
I'll go check it out.

- Who is it?
- Arnold.

- Is Charles in?
- No.

- Hi, Rita.
- Come on in.

What the hell!

- Where's Arnold?
- He's getting you a new car.

Why do we need a new truck?

Charles wants 1000 a month now.

And a new one costs 85.000.
They must be raving mad.

Did he find you at home last night?
With the missus?

- Knock you about, did he?
- I hit my head on the door.

There you go. 354 kroner each.

Great.

- Who gets the fifth share?
- That's general expenses.

We don't have no general here.

Look, this international company
has expenses:

Petrol, telephone...
And we have to make investments.

- Investments?
- We need a new car.

- You're some big spender, eh?
- Benny, things are going great.

Drinks are on the company.
Can we have another round?

- Can I borrow the truck tomorrow?
- Sorry, we've got 16jobs tomorrow.

- So long.
- Aren't you having a beer?

No, I have to get going.
See you.

- Who is it?
- Benny.

Come in!

I don't like this, Arnold.

You're playing boss all of a sudden.
Bossing us around.

Take it cool.
A company like this needs a leader.

It needs looking after,
someone who can run it -

- and get you up in the morning.
Like flowers need looking after.

Somebody has to do it and,
in this case, that's me.

I liked it better before -

when it was just the two of us.

Well, we aren't just two any more.
We're three... aren't we?

They do as they please.

They've started a pub now. And the
authorities don't do a thing about it.

I couldn't get a cold counter
without installing a kitchen sink.

- In the old days they were deported.
- Where do they get the beer from?

Some commune down south.

- That takes its toll on your sale, eh?
- But it's illegal!

They don't pay taxes or rent.
They won't get the better of me.

Listen to you two.
As if you paid taxes, Charles.

- What's it to you?
- But they can't do you any harm.

- You don't know a thing about that.
- Good Lord!

- I'll be back in half an hour.
- Are you off again?

She's always running off.
Never thinks of my weak heart.

I've turned grey from eating zinc.

Have you taken down their poster?

Knudsen, the plumber,
said it was illegal.

He's going to complain.

Hello!
Let's have one more photo.

- Do you live here?
- No, I'm just visiting.

- And I don't want my picture taken.
- Some other time, perhaps?

- You shouldn't have done it.
- They were okay.

- They liked it here.
- Besides, that's up to us.

- What's it to you anyway?
- If they start writing about Haveje...

- It's not only for you to decide.
- We don't need any publicity.

- Did they photograph you too?
- Yes, outside the pub.

A pair of generous gentlemen.

They brought you some beers, eh?

- What's up?
- We're going to be famous.

People are complaining
about your posters and the beer sale.

And why is Charles so upset?

We've got problems with the truck.

We'd better get going.
We've got three jobs.

- Are you busy?
- Why?

- Do you want to go to the movies?
- I have a Drench class. Tomorrow?

Do you want to?
I'll pick you up.

Dandelion, stop that racket!

Some of us have
to go to work tomorrow!

Why, it's him...

Kurtzen... J. O. Kurtzen.
What do you want?

- You're in the papers.
- So? Is that against the law?

- We're just keeping an eye on you.
- Am I peeping through your windows?

- It looks nice here.
- If only people would leave us be.

Nobody's reported you yet.

- Who would want to do that?
- The owner. He lives at the Riviera.

- He couldn't care less then.
- Perhaps.

But listen to an old cop:
Keep a low profile.

That's for you.

- We don't threaten anyone.
- What a ridiculous photo.

- Bumand, that creep.
- Where did you get the paper?

From Yoghurt.
J. O. Kurtzen.

What a funny name for a cop.
Yoghurt is made from Bulgarian germs.

The cop is right.
We have to be careful.

- What time is it?
- Half past seven.

- Shit, I have a date.
- Look, we have to talk about this.

But I promised Susan...

- Bloody cosy.
- I say.

They make themselves at home,
the parasite bastards.

Let's have a taste.
Give me a beer.

- That's not a beer, you Paki!
- It's the only kind we have.

- Try it. It's quite good.
- "It's quite good..."

Yuck! What kind of Paki-piss is that!

- Are you trying to kill me?
- No...

- Go back to your banana tree.
- That's what you ought to do.

I beg your pardon?
What was that?

I asked you a question.

Look at her blubbering away.
You're making the floor all wet.

Look, don't hurt a peaceful lady.

Hurt? I just gave her my last beer.

- Don't hit her.
- How dare you speak to me?

What's he saying?
What a weird language.

Did you teach it to him?
Let's help the man.

Don't!

See, he just needed a little help.

- Let's help him a little more.
- Look, stop this.

Can't we talk about it?
We don't want to bother anyone.

Who have we here?
What are you staring at?

He's in a coma.
My dear little boy.

We had a great time.
See you soon.

You're fun to play with.

I'll get a first aid box.

Good heavens, what happened?
What a terrible havoc.

- Get an ambulance for Gokke.
- No.

Then they'll get the police.
We'll have to manage by ourselves.

- Bad, eh?
- Christ!

Come on... push!
Yes, there you go.

Now get me a broom.

And a bucket of water.
I'm good at mopping floors.

Benny, it's me. Susan.

Are you asleep, Benny?

- Hi, Susan.
- What happened?

- Have you seen Benny?
- How's the head?

Fine, thanks...
I can't find him.

- He asked me to make this earlier on.
- Is it for the guitar?

- It looks more like part of a shotgun.
- Shit, we've got 12 jobs today!

- Everyone wants a lock now.
- Yes, we're very busy.

It's stupid.
I didn't move here to slave away.

I'm off. So long!

- There you are. Where's Nalle?
- Gone.

He, Knold, Johnnie and Bo
left with Benny this morning.

What are they doing?
We've got 12 jobs. Let's go.

What a beating we got, eh?
How's your head?

Excuse me, could you inform me
as to the whereabouts of..?

You're just lazing the day away
while the rest of us do all the work.

- What are you doing?
- What's it to you?

- Mum's home.
- Is she? Let's go.

See you.

Susan came yesterday.
She asked for you.

- What happened to you?
- I was ashamed. I was scared.

We all were.
That's nothing to be ashamed of.

- It'll never happen again.
- Just because those psychos came...

- Next time we'll be prepared.
- How?

Me and the rest are going
to train and keep watch.

- How?
- Just leave it to us.

- Listen, Benny...
- No, Arnold.

You've always made my decisions.
You were in charge.

- For once I want to be in charge.
- What are you going to do?

- Stay out of this.
- Christ, Benny...

No weapons, eh?

There's a gentleman
in tennis shoes outside.

He wants to see the boss.
He thinks we have a mayor.

I'll be right there.

Mayor?
When did we elect a mayor out here?

Well, we've got
our Chief of Police now.

What about Susan?
It's her birthday soon.

She'll bring a couple
of real beers over.

- So what do you say?
- Why did you bring this?

- Don't you know who I am?
- Should I?

I'm the host of 'People and Views,'
a popular TV-show.

We deal with contemporary events
and the common man.

And we have all the latest bands.

We don't have a TV,
because we don't have any electricity.

Good Lord!
Well, I'm Tuxen from the TV.

I'm Arnold Jensen from back home.

Look, I'd like to do a live debate
with you and Bumand in two days.

- Live. Are you game?
- No way. He's an idiot.

- That's what he thinks of you.
- Did you ask him? Is he game?

Sure. He'd love an opportunity
to crush Arnold from back home.

But you're chickening out?

All right.
On one condition.

I want to bring our own band.

By all means. I'll be in touch.

Were you putting me on
or didn't you know me?

I was putting you on, mate.
Everybody knows you.

- Be careful!
- Just hold on to the ladder.

why does Ole drink?

He hasn't got the guts to stop.

It's because I'm married to that bitch.

That sounds drastic. Have you
considered seeking professional help?

- We do have specialists for that.
- Specialists!

We got in touch with a social worker
once. A curly-haired sissy.

- Couldn't he help?
- Ask that cow!

You're just jealous. No guts!

He came by when I was out.

You can't get it up anymore.

Finally I gave them both a beating.

He got a move on!

That's all for tonight.
Thank you both very much.

We hope this meeting will lead
to a solution to your problems -

- which probably are well-known
throughout society. Good luck.

The next band will lead us
on to our next topic.

Please welcome The Haveje Boys!

I live in Haveje
at 'The Golden Shrimp'...

Why, look at that!
Life hasn't been all in vain, then.

- Benny's gone to the movies.
- Get out of the way!

... so we'll just ask the gods
for some nice weather

ah, oh, yeah-ah

we are many who would die
for a place in Haveje

my wife would give her left eye
for a beach promenade in Haveje

so we'll just ask the gods
for some nice weather

yes we'll just ask the gods
for some nice weather

ah, oh, yeah-ah

yes we'll just ask the gods
for some nice weather

ah, oh, yeah-ah

From the Haveje Boys
we'll move on to our next guests:

Haveje's unofficial mayor,
Arnold Jensen -

- and the leader of the Moderate Party,
Kaj Bumand.

Mr. Bumand, you're
strongly opposed to the little society.

- Tell us why.
- With pleasure.

This is just another example
of the asocial and immoral attitude -

which is found in the leftist camp.

They unscrupulously ignore
the laws of society and democracy.

Private property, social solidarity...

And they show no respect for
the ordinary, hardworking taxpayer.

They occupy somebody else's property -

- and do as they please,
and to top it all off they steel.

Exactly, they steel.
They steel work from the locals -

- and do it illegally
without paying taxes.

I'm certain that our unions agree -

that it's indecent and asocial.

It's scandalous!

Thank you, Kaj Bumand.
I suppose you disagree, Arnold Jensen?

- Not at all.
- Pardon..? You must be joking.

He's right. It is scandalous
that we're unemployed -

- and it's asocial
that we don't have a place to live.

we can't afford to pay rent -

so we move into an empty factory.

That is asocial. It's scandalous
that we're unemployed.

we don't want to be on the dole,
so we become jacks of all trades.

- He's right. It's scandalous.
- Oh no, you don't get...

Don't be fooled
by those leftist clichés.

The whole thing is illegal.
It mocks the hardworking citizens -

- who keep the wheels spinning.
That's not asocial.

Bravo. That was beautiful.
We need more of Bumand's kind.

Well, we don't need those lazy reds -

who can't even spell "Hawaii."

No, but Bumand and his boys can.

They can count and subtract.
They keep the wheels spinning.

It's so social of them to move
to another country to avoid taxes.

Splendid boys and Bumand
is the best of them all.

What's the meaning of this?
I didn't come here to be insulted.

I beg your pardon,
can you forgive me?

You're right, you're not a good man.

What does Bumand look like?
He looks like a little piggy.

Look at him, a little piggy.

- That's enough.
- Look, the little piggy is sweating.

Has anyone got a handkerchief?

Say thank you to the nice lady.

Let's get back to the point.

- Is that okay with the piggy?
- Now listen, my good man.

I'll see to it
that the police evict you!

I'll personally drive the first
bulldozer through that rat's nest!

- Kaj Bumand, maybe we should...
- The piggy sounds like a man now.

Put on your helmets and draw your
batons, that's the police at work.

Ladies and gentlemen.
Three cheers for the little piggy -

- who keeps the wheels spinning.
Long live the piggy!

Hurray!

Hey, the piggy took
the lady's handkerchief and ran.

who's that? who's that?
The little piggy

with a curly tail

The little fat pig

with a curly tail

The little fat pig

who's that? who's that?

who's that? who's that?
The little piggy

with a curly tail

The little fat piggy

with a curly tail

The little fat piggy

- You were great!
- Yes, you were fantastic, Arnold.

What would we do without you?

Thanks. But it's not Aloha.
Are they on you?

So it's your birthday?

Ladies and gentlemen.
I know Arnold is the champion tonight.

- But it's Susan's birthday.
- Congratulations!

Dear Susan with the sky-blue eyes
congratulations

maybe I'm being sentimental

but congratulations

the angels kissed you
the day that you were born

I'm sure of that
no matter what you say

oh Susan Skye blue

guess what I'm thinking

I would like to promise you
a long and happy life

but I'm no fortune teller

if people say things are lousy
don't believe them

things have always been this way
and they will remain like this

don't you reckon?

the sky and the stars
and the oceans

are on each side of you
right now say yes or no

Oh Susan Sky-blue

guess what I'm thinking

I would like to promise you
a long and happy life

but I'm no fortune teller

It's been my best birthday ever.
Wasn't Arnold fantastic?

- Yes...
- He was fabulous.

- You like Arnold, don't you?
- Sure, don't you?

Yes, of course.

- They'll probably let you stay now.
- We won't leave without a fight.

I might get a job in Switzerland.

- I'd have to be gone for two years.
- Two years?

Dad would have to close the store.
He can't manage alone.

- Because of this heart?
- Yes. It wouldn't be nice of me.

- Maybe I should stay at home.
- Yes, maybe.

Would you like to be a grocer?

- A grocer? Me?
- You'd start as an apprentice.

Grocer?
I've never considered that.

- Benny, they're coming!
- Get the others!

Stay here.
No, go to Arnold's place.

Let's see how funny they are
off television.

Why, look at that!
The boys want to play.

What the fuck..!

Get lost!
Or do you still want to play?

Get out of here!

Next time we'll whip your ass!

Come on in, Benny.
We're really having fun.

What's that?

What the hell have you been up to?

We're just protecting you.
The rats dropped by.

But this time we gave them
a good scare.

How about that, you old apparatchik!

Susan?
What's wrong?

You're crying!
Is anything wrong?

No, don't cry.
It's your birthday.

Come. Let's go over to my place.

we are many who would die
for a place in Haveje

my wife would give her left eye...

so we'll just ask the gods
for some nice weather...

- We're closing up.
- Okay. Give us one last drink.

Get it yourself.

we'll just ask the gods...

I didn't know he was like that.
So wild.

Usually he writes poems.

- Benny's okay.
- You're very fond of him, aren't you?

We're friends.
We've always been friends.

But hasn't he changed?

I don't know...
I think Benny has to prove something.

- I've got to go.
- It'll be alright.

At least you can stay now.

Are they yours? They're sweet.

- See you.
- Yes.

- There's some journalists...
- No journalists today.

Call the programme director.
I have a bone to pick with Mr. Jensen.

And find the owner of that factory.

It's open. As usual.

- Hello. Come on in.
- Hello. Thank you.

- Please excuse the intrusion.
- What do you want?

- We're from the local constituency.
- We saw you on TV.

You were great.
You've got something.

A lot of us think so.
You really got the message across.

You reach people.
That was obvious on TV.

The TV-show
which caused a lot of comment -

- has drawn people's attention
to the little society 'Haveje.'

It is spelled like this:

we couldn't get a comment
from Kaj Bumand -

- but we did talk
to Haveje's 'mayor,' Arnold Jensen.

What's it like
to be an overnight sensation?

Sensation? I wouldn't know.

- Aren't you planning to become an MP?
- Well, I've been asked...

- Aren't you against the Establishment?
- Not at all. They do their thing.

And we do ours.
There's room for us all.

Hi, Arnold. Have you
got yourself a car, you old cop?

Spacey, you Jolly Jumper.
How's life?

As you can see,
there wasn't any water in the pool.

- Get those wheels oiled.
- They do the trick.

People can hear me a mile off and
get time to think of something to say.

That's quite clever.

- You're the talk of the town.
- They have to talk about something.

Me today,
a suicidal maniac tomorrow.

Very funny. You always were funny.
But have you got what you want?

I get a hot meal everyday.

I remember your bourgeois pork rinds.

When Nalle and I wrote on the wall.
Remember what we wrote?

- "Free your life."
- Exactly. You have a good memory.

But you didn't understand it.
Do you know what it meant?

- No.
- Look at me, mate!

That's what it meant.
Duck everything. Free your life.

Just let it roll.

No, we have to get up early...

This cripple needs a place to stay.
Do you have room for me?

- Not as far as I know.
- You're just like all the rest.

What about you?
What do you have to offer?

Arnold!
It's not fair to reject a cripple.

Sodom and Gomorrah
weren't built in one day.

Let the cripples come to me.

What a looney.
Can I live with you?

Sure, with a view over the sea.

- Sounds good.
- Don't! He means trouble.

He's in a wheelchair, Arnold!

- Spacey! How are you?
- I can live with that looney.

- If he'll let me.
- Sure you can.

Let me push you.

- Wasn't that Spacey?
- I thought he was dead.

Arnold wanted
to throw the poor sod out.

- Spacey stays here.
- He's a junkie.

- Perhaps it's for the pain.
- Junk is bad news.

- You'd be a junkie if you'd jumped.
- I'd never jump.

Spacey stays here. He has as much
right, if not more, to stay here.

- If he can stay with Dandelion...
- He's a junkie. That means pushers.

- And that means police.
- So what? Who are you to decide?

You're not our mayor yet.
Nor an MP.

No, don't get airs, Arnold.

Help... Arnold, help!

You've got to help me, Arnold.

I'm afraid to be alone with him.
He's weird.

- So he lived with the old man?
- Yes, Dandelion.

- What's his name?
- Dandelion.

Is that a name?
The man's flipped his lid.

It was an overdose, right?
Spacey, that is.

Yes, but who administered it?
Have there been any strangers?

- I think he did it himself.
- We'll be in touch.

You're the guy from TV, right?

So that's how you look in real life.

- Are you satisfied now?
- What do you mean?

You got rid of Spacey after all.

Benny... It wasn't me.

Why didn't we treat him properly?

- Spacey didn't want that.
- No, he was too proud.

But we could have protected him
against the pusher and the cops.

Then this would never have happened.

- Yes, it would. Somewhere else.
- You're so bloody cool!

All words and paper-cuts. But
you can't talk your way out of this.

- No, and that's the problem.
- Don't count on me anymore.

- I'm going to avenge Spacey. My way!
- But we've always been friends.

Friends? Then what was Susan
doing in your bed last night?

She was missing you.

The port authorities
want the property cleared.

But since the demolition is the buyer's
responsibility, they can't get it sold.

So everyone wants to clear the area?

Yes, here's the administrator.

Get hold of the press.
A pity it isn't election time.

- Who's the owner?
- He lives at the Riviera.

Come on, be a little reasonable!

Look, we found a place to live
and created our own jobs.

Why throw us out
and make us a burden to society?

- You've been reported.
- Can we not talk about it?

You can't just pull it down
because Spacey died here.

Junkies die all over the city,
but you don't pull down the city.

Look, you've been reported
and I'm here to tell you to clear out.

That's what I'm paid to do.
That's all there is to it.

Aren't there any sensible people
in this country?

Are they all idiots?
What are we to do?

Good question.

Remember, this is all
about protecting our youth.

In hard times, youth falls prey
to the so-called alternative groups.

But these groups
are anarchistic and criminal.

- Like Haveje?
- Just like Haveje.

Haveje has shown
its true face: drug abuse.

A young man died from an overdose.
I promise to put an end to this madness.

- Is Haveje being cleared?
- Absolutely.

We have the law on our side.

Mette Fugl talked to Kaj Bumand
live from Parliament...

Turn it off.
What are we going to do?

Listen,
all you subjects and adjectives.

We'll go to the mountain
like Mohammed.

- We'll occupy the State Prison.
- Shut up, Dandelion.

- What are we going to do?
- I'll go and pack my stuff.

- We must have a meeting.
- That doesn't help, Gokke.

- What are you going to do, Arnold?
- Well, we're decent people.

We have to show them
that we don't want trouble.

They'll have to carry us out.
They'll get tired of that eventually.

We've already tried that,
and it didn't work.

- Where's Benny?
- And Nalle and the others?

I don't know.

Let's find the tent, Manse.
We'll find somewhere to camp.

- Great speech, Bumand.
- Thank you.

Well, well...

Shut up and do what you're told!

- Who are you? What do you want?
- Just start driving.

Drive properly.

- Are you from The Red Brigades?
- It's much worse.

Little piggy is scared shirtless.

You won't get away with this.
They'll start missing me soon.

- Then the police will be involved.
- Go to the right.

- Are you moving?
- We've got no choice.

- Where's Benny?
- Gone, but Arnold's in there.

Are you all leaving?

- What are you going to do?
- We'll see.

We're still here.
As long as we can talk about it...

We might sell the store
to the supermarket.

Yes, as long
as you can talk about it...

- If only I knew where Benny was.
- Benny? I don't know.

I got a letter from Zurich.
The job's mine if I want it.

They sent pictures
of the whole family. Sweet kids.

- Where's Benny?
- I don't know.

- You can't just barge in!
- Save it for the press. Here!

A newspaper received it
20 minutes ago.

That's Benny, isn't it?
Read the back.

LEAVE HAVEJE ALONE
OR BUMAND IS A DEAD MAN

Where was it taken?

I know it's not here.
I haven't seen Benny for some time.

Are you sure?

This means two years already.
Let's hope he won't make it life.

Tell him that if you see him.
We'll find him soon enough.

This place is finished.

- No, Susan!
- Hurry up.

- Good Lord...
- Do you know where he is?

I think I recognized the house.

- You can't kill me.
- Why not?

- It's pointless.
- Pointless? That's great.

You're just out to get more votes.

For us it's a matter of life and death.
It's our home, our future.

- Let's talk about it.
- Shut up or I'll kill you, pig!

We've got nothing more to talk about.

- I'm hungry.
- Let's get some hot dogs.

- Where will you get them?
- I know a place that's open.

- How will you go there?
- We have the piggy's car.

Great idea. The police are
looking for it all over own.

That's the car. Let's go there.

- What if the police find us?
- I used to play here as a boy.

- Benny!
- That sounded like Arnold.

We've got to get out of here
before something goes wrong.

It won't. We have the piggy.

- Let him go.
- Butt out of this, Arnold.

- It'll never work, Benny.
- Leave that to me.

Listen to him, Benny!
Do as Arnold says.

Leave.
And take the bitch with you.

I'll take care of this.
Get lost!

I'll fix you a pardon.

Shut up!
You're two of a kind.

You can't kidnap a politician.
The city is crawling with cops!

- This isn't Rome or Naples.
- Defend yourself.

They'll soon find out
where the photo was taken.

What if they want to negotiate?
You have no clue what's going on.

You don't have a phone here.
Not even a radio!

- This is so sad it makes me laugh.
- That's enough!

Benny!

Benny, don't!
For Christ's sake, Benny!

Go ahead. Run it through him.

What are you waiting for?
Do you want some help, sissy?

What is it with you?
You're usually such fun.

We're just making up
for the last time.

Get lost, jerk!

- Watch where you're going!
- Call the police. Hurry!

Shit! The cops.

Benny!

- Go away.
- Can you manage?

Yeah.

Hurry up!

Come out
or we'll turn the dogs loose.

- Are you hurt?
- No, I'm fine. Let's go.

- Have you found Bumand?
- He's on his way.

- What are we going to do?
- The bleeding's stopped.

Let's find a boat and go to Sweden.

We'll probably find one around here.
Just like the Jews during the war.

Sweden is an enormous country.

We'll change our names
and find work up north.

We'll build a cabin
and go hunting till it's all over.

Stop it, Arnold.
That's just paper silhouettes.

- They'll get me sooner or later.
- We can't let that happen.

- He said you'd get two years.
- You'll find something to do.

But what am I going to do
without you?

You always come up with something.

- I'll wait for you.
- Of course. We're friends.

- We never did it properly.
- We've seen enough blood, Arnold.

We have to do it properly.

Domine et sanctus.

- Shit...
- It's all gone.

- Bye, Benny.
- See you.

Hi, Susan.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

I'm going to Zurich.
I'll be back in two years.

- Great.
- Maybe we'll meet again.

Yes... maybe. Some day.

- I'll write to you.
- Take care, Susan.

Susan Sky-blue.

Are you still here, Dandelion?

My proud ship has sunk.
Lucky, I could swim.

Keep swimming.
Sharks no entry.

Time is delicate as glass,
solid as steel.

Stamped with a date,
deserted by God.

Where the hell is my blue balloon?

Here's your case
full of grievances and worries.

- That was kind of you.
- What about the future?

The future? I don't know.

- Follow me up north to Holte then.
- Holte?

My niece has an empty barn.
That's a start.

Holte is a lovely place
where houses are allowed out at night.

Holte?

Text: SDI Media Denmark

we were friends

honesty was a virtue

forever

forever
yeah yeah

we were blood brothers

promised to be loyal

forever

forever
yeah yeah

tick-tick

the clock ticks away
and time goes by

we lived yesterday

tick-tick

we lived yesterday
the clock ticks away