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Hi! - Hello.

Did you bake today as well? - Yep. A celebration cake.

It’s Nina’s birthday. - Congratulations, Nina!

We have counseling at 10, right?

Yes, but I think Trond and I will take it.

Trond doesn’t know that case.

Pørni, step into my office.

Of course.

Maybe it’s an appraisal? That’s a new development.

Sorry, I read the e-mail about the summer party, but... Hello.

This is Mette Isaksen from the Child Welfare Service in Alna borough.

Pernille Middelthon. - Mette.

Shut the door and take a seat.

I’ll get right to it.

You have been reported.

Torunn recently sent me poop in the mail, too.

This is rather more personal. You’ve been reported.

Some concern has been voiced.

It is an anonymous report of concern concerning failure of care.

Well, that’s obviously Torunn.

She’s threatened to destroy my cunt with scissors for a year.

I have an appointment. Can I go now?

We’ve looked into it, it’s not Torunn.

We consider it to be a highly trustworthy note of concern.

I realize how unpleasant this is for you.

It’s a serious allegation. We’re compelled to look into it.

I asked Trond to take over from you today.

Mette will look into the allegation.

I thought a day off might be good for you.

You’re never away from work.

I’m not taking the fucking day off! I’m due in court at 1pm!

Don’t make any procedural errors, or we’ll be in Strasbourg next.

She went mental when she got that dick pic.

Why do dick pics offend girls so much?

Just delete it or tell them to fuck off.

Pørni! Tollef made out with a 40-year-old woman last Saturday!

Really? - Yuck!

Can I help you? - No thanks.

Don’t touch the meat with unwashed hands!

I’m sorry! - What’s wrong with you?

I’m sorry, Sigrid, I’m just a bit stressed.

Tell us what happened, then?

Right, so I hooked up with one of them. She was about 40.

I’m sorry I shouted at you, I really didn’t mean to.

That’s OK. Can I have 1,000 kroner? - For what?

To buy Frøya’s iPhone X. She has an 11 Pro now.

You already have an iPhone. - It’s an 8. People diss me for it.

Sigrid, you wear me out with this nagging to get stuff.

I knew it. Bitch! - Sigrid, I don’t want to fight!

I’m sorry!

You’ve reached Anne. Send an SMS.

Don’t leave a message. I won’t check it anyway.

I’ll call you back as soon as I can. Bye!

Hi.

I’m starting to wonder if I’m just a crappy mother.

Someone seems to think so.

I think Torstein and Birgitte have reported me.

They want Leo to stay with them on the west coast.

And I’m not sure… maybe he should.

He could start over in another place.

I want him to keep living here, but I’m beginning to wonder if...

Maybe having him here means I haven’t completely lost you yet.

I’m sorry.

I’m wallowing in grief.

I’m exploiting you terribly.

As you have a habit of saying. See you.

I have my car here, so we’ll talk again tomorrow.

Hi. - Hello!

Are you all right? - Yes...

This is nuts.

I almost called you yesterday. It’s so stupid.

Someone has filed a note of concern about me.

None of your business, of course, but I wanted to talk to you.

Sure. - I don’t really know...

Let’s go, then? - Yes, of course.

Oh, this is Pernille. Pernille, this is Therese.

So you’re Pernille? I’m Therese.

We have to get to that remand hearing.

I booked a table at Mother India. - Great.

Nice to meet you.

Are you coming? - In a moment.

Sorry, I have to...

You’re done with saggy boobs, then?

Yeah. You can’t always get what you want.

I’ll see you. - Yep.

The best worker gets 100 kroner from Grandpa!

Can’t the kids help once in a while without getting paid?

Don’t be such a prude. Let me be the grandpa.

An uninstructive... - Mom?

Could you give us a hand instead?

Like darling Sigrid? Hire someone, then!

Hi, Vemund.

What’s that? Is he outside?

Right, well, you have a security alarm.

The police will be there in four minutes.

Call Majid. - Screw you!

You fucking cunt! - I’ll text you...

Hey! Stop it! How old are you, anyway?

I’m bleeding. - She started it.

Let me have a look at it. - Psycho!

Darling Sigrid.

Can I make 1,000 kroner by cleaning your place?

Hell will freeze over before someone else cleans my apartment!

Cleaning is my Bikram yoga!

What can I do? Can I cut your hair?

I’m saving it.

She should get stitches. - She’s all right.

Is the Powerpoint thing done? - I’m getting there.

Could you get the door?

Does it hurt? - When you press.

I’m a colleague of your mother. Is she in?

Hi! I just wanted to stop by. This is really nice.

Hello, are you Sigrid?

I’m Hanna. - Have you hurt yourself?

Mum hit me while shouting “It’s for your own good!”

That’s not funny!

The note of concern is serious business!

A visitor? That’s nice. How are you? - I’m fine.

I was just kidding. - What’s up?

I’ve been reported to the Child Welfare Service by someone.

That’s all. - It’s that fucking neighbor.

He wants revenge for the birch I took down in 2010.

Not everything is about you, Dad.

I’m sorry. I see you brought cake?

You seemed out of sorts yesterday.

That’s why I brought you a cake.

I’d like to offer you some coffee... - I’m just stopping by.

Nice to meet you. - Good of you to come.

Did Vemund call? - Yes, I talked to him.

See you.

Right guys, no need to despair, good things come to good girls.

If everyone could help your Grandpa in the garden, that would be nice.

Can I come? - You have a football match today.

Astrid will take you. I’ll get changed.

Does it hurt a lot?

I’m all right. Let’s help Grandpa.

Are you sure? - I’m fine.

Aren’t you going to drive?

Do you think Torstein and Birgitte reported me?

They said they want custody of you while Charlie is in rehabilitation.

Surely they’re not that crazy? - That was a lot of stuff at once.

Do you think I want to live with a pair of Pentecostalists?

In that case, you’re even crazier than I thought.

I might be selected for the national team.

Also, I have a new girlfriend.

You have a girlfriend? That’s amazing!

Who is she? Or is it a he? - No!

Her name... She’s nice, yeah. She plays handball.

She’s nice. - Let’s have her over for dinner.

I won’t make any fuss. - As if you won’t.

Seriously, though, don’t let them make me move there.

That’s the last thing I want. I want to live with you.

You’re chill. Also, gangsta... Well, boss.

Do you think I’m boss? - Sure, are you kidding?

Can I move...? I can take this one now?

Yes, you can.

You have to say check. - That’s right.

Check. - Well, that’s a shame.

This is Mette Isaksen. Please leave a message.

Mette, this is Pernille Middelthon.

I thought I should mention... This is a meandering story.

I have temporary custody of my late sister’s son.

His grandparents want custody of him.

If the report comes from western Norway, well...

I just want to be transparent. I’ll talk to you on Tuesday.

You should have taken this one.

Leo, could you go and buy a Red Bull?

And a coffee. Do you want one? - I’d like some coffee.

Fine.

Red Bull all round, eh? - No.

At weekends, he drinks beer.

I’ll get straight to it. It’s about Torstein and Birgitte.

They told me they want temporary custody of Leo.

We agree that it’s best if he stays with me, right?

I wanted to talk to you about that.

I think it’s best for Leo if we move to Granvin.

Why is that?

If I am convicted... I probably won’t be.

But I can’t move back to Asker.

Anne is all over that house, and our neighbors and friends...

I’ll be the guy who crashed and killed his wife.

I think it’s best for us both if we move back to Granvin

when things are... different.

What are you going to do there?

I can’t be a dentist any more.

Maybe I can work at my brother’s clinic.

Leo is becoming established here. He must have a say.

No, this is a decision for the adults, not the child.

Fucking hell, you taught me that.

Right.

I’m extremely grateful for everything you’ve done.

And for not being angry with me. You have every right to be.

Yes.

They didn’t have Red Bull.

Did you decide on the food For your confirmation? Is it tapas?

No, we’ll have Aunt P’s homemade lasagna.

Lasagna for everyone? That’s a big ask.

I’m the lasagna boss, so there you have it.

We should get going. Sigrid is playing in a match.

Good to see you again, Charlie. - Likewise.

Come here.

Thanks for the game.

I love you.

I love you too.

Sorry, she showers for ages. She has thick hair.

That’s OK. Grete sent me a Snap. You won! How was the match?

Sigrid missed a penalty. - That can happen.

No, it doesn’t “happen”. - Well, she made two assists.

It can happen to anyone. - Indeed it can.

Who am I taking home first? - Take us to the pizza place.

How nice. Are you getting pizza? Do you have money, Sigrid?

Or, you can’t... Sigrid can’t come. Her Grandpa is coming to visit.

I thought you lived with him?

Well, he’s a bit particular.

He’s very clear about it if he’s coming to visit.

There.

Thanks for taking us. - Enjoy yourselves.

Bye.

Sorry, I didn’t realize you didn’t want to go.

That’s OK.

Frøya is cute. Is she in the C class?

She’s a cunt.

Sigrid, why do you say things like that?

Talk to me. Is something bothering you?

I do talk to you. - No, you don’t.

I need 1,000 kroner, but I’m not getting it.

You’re 12 years old. You don’t need an iPhone X.

I need Mario Badescu products for acne.

I can get that for you if you need it, but you really don’t.

Has anything happened between you and Lara?

Maybe she can stay over on Friday as well?

Saturday’s the confirmation. - That’s no problem.

I owe Frøya 1,000 kroner. Right?

Right. What have you bought?

I haven’t bought anything. Can’t you just give it to me?

I have to give it to her, or she’s going to send it to everyone.

She’s going to send what?

We took some silly pictures. She’s blackmailing me.

She’s threatening to send it to everyone.

It’s so embarrassing. Please don’t be angry.

I know I’m not supposed to take nudes, but it was just silly.

And now, everyone is going to see my butt.

I’ll have to kill myself or start at the Waldorf School.

Listen to me, I’ll deal with your problem.

I’m taking it. It’s mine now.

I’m going to sort this out. No one is going to see your butt.

I’ll give you the money, but you’re going to spend it on yourself.

And you’re never going to kill yourself. Right?

And you’re certainly not starting at the Waldorf School.

If you do, I’ll kill you myself.

There’s one more thing.

Promise you won’t be angry.

Yes, I won’t get angry.

It was me.

I reported you to the Child Welfare Service.

I see…

I’m so sorry.

I’m sorry.

That’s all right.

Yeah?

It’s OK.

My little friend, it’s OK.

My little friend.

This is Yngvar Grotheim with Ullern Child Welfare Service.

This is Pørni. Listen, about that notice of concern...

It’s my daughter. Why don’t we have a quiet chat about it tomorrow?

Goodbye.

Dad?

Your weed, that’s supposed to help knees and general mood...

- Is there any left? - Are you sure?

Bring it on.

I’d forgotten how thirsty this stuff makes you.

It’s not my place to say, but this Should have repercussions for Sigrid.

My guiding principle is, even if trifling things sometimes make me mad,

I’m going to be there for them if they fuck up.

What a fucking bullshit principle!

That’s not helping. Air your frustration, or it stays with you.

No man wants a ticking time bomb.

That’s fine, I don’t want a man.

Don’t you think I can tell when you’ve met someone you like?

Dad... Can you fix dinner Tuesday? I have to pick up the girls.

Of course I can, but what’s with this fellow?

Nothing, I dumped him.

Also, he met someone else. A prim and proper lady.

With pearls in her ears. - The worst of the worst.

He’s way younger than me and has young kids.

It would last two years, at most.

Always the optimist, eh?

When Leo is settled and Sigrid is in upper secondary,

maybe then I can meet someone.

Waiting until menopause, then? That’s an interesting choice.

Please just help me so I can get through this week.

Note of concern, a confirmation with Pentecostals,

and a concert on Sunday. I can’t... - Of course I can.

You know what?

I actually think you might be my very closest girlfriend.

That’s a hell of a compliment.

Be... Be careful now.

I’m in complete control.

Hello!

Are you Rim?

Oh my gosh, hello!

What a pleasure it is to meet you, hello!

Don’t be too late, you have school tomorrow.

You’re absolutely gorgeous!

What a sight. - No fuss at all.

I’m sorry, I’m not going to make a fuss. No fuss at all.

Come for dinner sometime! - I’d like that.

She’s really cute. Really cute!

That was Pørni.

She’s very cute.

She’s that, too. - Let’s get going.

We won’t proceed with this matter, obviously.

Of course not.

Some well-intentioned advice - as your colleague.

You should investigate why Sigrid decided

to falsely accuse you.

We’re talking about a child who hasn’t felt seen very much.

Lately. That’s all.

I feel I have control as a parent.

I probably miss things as well, especially since my sister died.

But I can be quite firm when I need to be.

Hello, girls!

Mom, please wait in the car like everyone else.

Are you calling her mom now? - No, just this week.

I just want to have a look at the dressing rooms we’ve paid for.

Where’s Frøya? - She’s taking ages in the shower.

Wait in the car. There’s a pair of smoothies for you.

Hello, Frøya?

I’ll be right there.

Sorry, I use a lot of conditioner.

If not my hair bundles up, it’s quite thick.

That’s OK. Hooray for thick hair.

Frøya, let me ask you...

Does Sigrid owe you 1,000 kroner?

Oh, right. No, she doesn’t owe me it.

She wanted to buy my old purse, and it costs like 5,000.

I told her she could have it for 1,000.

So, what if I just took a picture of you showering?

Would that be worth 1,000 kroner? Or 10,000, possibly?

Did you take my picture? - You’re going to give me your cell phone.

We’re deleting the pictures of Sigrid before I delete mine of you.

What you’ve done is unacceptable. You’re a disgusting girl.

You can’t talk to me like that. My mum’s a lawyer.

She knows that what you’ve done is illegal, then.

Give me your phone, or the picture goes out

to every single fucking school pupil in Oslo.

What’s your pin?

You should change that.

What were you thinking?

I wasn’t going to send it.

Are there any more? - No.

There.

What about your picture?

How stupid are you?

Did you really think I took your picture in the shower?

Let’s move on now.

I’ll take you home.

I bought a smoothie for you, too.

You said you didn’t want any awkwardness between us.

Well, it is a bit now, isn’t it?

I don’t like it, but I do like you.

I love you!

No. No.

No, no, no, no.

No, no, no! I’m sorry.

I meant to send that to Sigrid!

Oh, shit.