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?1 Breathe, breathe. Relax. What are you nervous about?

Breathe.

Close your eyes and relax.

Breathe.

Close your eyes and relax.

Breathe.

Wake up! What's up with the closed eyes? Do you think you're on a fucking holiday?

Are you stupid, bro?

- Here. - I can feel it will go bad.

If it goes bad, it's too bad for you. Do you understand?!

- Yes. - Here. Wear your fucking gloves.

Come on. Don't look left or right. You go directly into the bank.

Come on, come on, come on.

Get in, empty, fill. Fast, go! Do not think too much about things.

- Where's your bag? - Ten seconds. Take this.

Let's go. Traffic.

This is a robbery! Give me the money, man!

Come on! Come on!

- Are you stupid?! Give me the money! - I can't get in.

Just a little further out to the side.

Thanks.

Remove the pliers. Pacing is working.

And standby.

We've got a pulse.

You cannot get tired of watching this.

Critical condition, but let's see what happens.

We have a good sinus rhythm. The patient is stable. Continue.

Should we close him up? Come over here.

- I want to say thank you for today. - Thanks, and the same to you.

- Good work, everyone. See you. - Say "hi" to Stine.

dd Jens Ole Wowk Mccoy - "Driving Home" dd

Cheers!

- So nice of you to come. - Thank you for having us. Congratulations.

- Thank you. - Good job.

- Stine, how far along are you? - We're talking about me now.

- It's fine. Take it easy now. - This is your fault.

I'm seven months pregnant.

I only see one on the ultrasound.

- Can we see it? - Yeah, show them.

I must warn you.

- It's a boy. An anatomical freak. - What are you talking about?

- Huge penis. - No, stop! It's not funny!

- That's the umbilical cord. - Anton, it's a penis.

One can see how cute he is already, with the small nose and mouth.

It's the umbilical cord.

- I've become a little tipsy. - It's all right. You need it.

- I'm just saying. - It's all right.

"Yasin - Brother"

- When are you going to France? - This Friday.

- What? Where? - Cote d'Azur.

- I won't hope... - You were with them in the Caribbean.

- It is two days. - In and out, as they say.

- A weekend trip. - Honey, put the phone away.

- Is it a cake? - No!

Cake, cake!

Hello, Stine. Is Zaid home? I've tried to call my brother.

- Yeah, I guess it's silent. Come in. - No thanks. I just need to talk to him.

- Zaid. - Yes?

- Won't you go back to our guests, dear? - Yes.

- Hey, Zaid. - One moment.

- I've tried to call you. - Are you okay?

You do not take the phone. Something is wrong.

I need your help. I am well fucked. People are after me.

Try to listen for a moment.

- Zaid... - Yasin, Yasin, shh...

Listen...

I have guests. It's Friday night. We are celebrating...

- I know you've got guests, man. - Not tonight. Do you need money?

- I can't explain it. - How much?

100 000, and I promise that I'm done with all this crap.

Zaid, give me a chance. I am well fucked.

Just give me one chance, and I promise, I will never ask for money again.

Yasin, I can't give you a hundred grand...

I swear on your son's grave. It is the last time I ask about money...

My son is not born yet. Do you understand?

Please, give me one chance, Zaid. Am I not your brother?

- Am I not your brother, man? - Press the button.

Everyone's after me. Believe me. Everyone's after me!

- Everyone's after you? - I'm fucked up, man!

- Zaid, this is the last time! - Press the button.

I promise. It's the last time, Zaid!

Just go in. I'll be here shortly. Just go in, honey. Go inside.

- I can feel him breathing. - It's a little...

It's scratching the throat.

- Everyone has something in their glasses? - Yes. Thanks.

- There we go. - Let's make a damn party.

- Cheers. - So nice of you to be here.

I am proud of you.

I am.

- Do not you believe me? - Yes.

- Getting too big for my hand. - No. Try two.

- Whoopsie. - Whoopsie.

There was a little bit more.

dd Jens Ole Wowk Mccoy - "Intimate Moment" dd

Zaid, I need to talk to you.

- Now? - Yes... now.

Count how many wipes we got.

Yes?

I'm sorry, Zaid. Your brother is on his way to the emergency room.

- Why? - He is badly injured.

- Hey, Zaid. Do not go in there. - Move. Move!

It doesn't look good, Zaid. There is nothing more we can do.

- Gudrun. I want to tell them. - Okay.

Come here.

So.

There was nothing more to do.

Yasin.

Yasin... No ...!

dd Jens Ole Wowk Mccoy - "Saying Goodbye" dd

Need more time? I can...

It's fine. Let's get it over with.

- Unite him! - There are no other gods before God.

- Unite him! - There are no other gods before God.

There are no other gods before God.

And Muhammad is his prophet.

Paradise is a right. Hell is a right.

And the end of the world is a right.

In honor of the deceased, we read the Al-Fatiha together.

May God bless your participation.

Torben...

- This is my wife, Stine. - Hi. Torben.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

- Do you know the gender? - A boy.

That's good.

Drop by soon. It would be nice to see you.

I think you should go home to your parents for a few hours.

I can't. Not right now. I'll do it tomorrow.

You should go hold your mother, and talk a little with your dad.

- Right? - Yeah, okay.

Good.

- Should I go out and... - Do not go anywhere.

Yes, what do you think I want? Try to take a guess. Take a guess.

When we were on summer vacation.

When he was an infant.

Who are you?

My condolences. I'm Alex. I was Yasin's friend.

His friend?

What happened to him?

If you know something, tell me. I'm going to the police tomorrow.

I thought so. Light it up. Is that not what it's called?

Hey, wait a minute.

He worked in the weed club at Lunden. For a guy named Branco.

- What was he doing there? - What do you think?

Alex? Zaid.

- Zaid? Hello. Welcome. - Thank you.

Well, I would like to say that it is deeply tragic, what happened.

It's never a joy, when a young person passes away prematurely.

You must remember to take it in.

Have you talked to anyone? A psychologist, perhaps?

No, I haven't, but...

I am a doctor myself, so...

Thank you, Claus. In reality, I want to know -

- the progress of the investigation. Do you have any suspects?

No, unfortunately we do not. Not currently

No, okay. I was at my parents yesterday, in Albertslund.

Down at the mall by the corner, there was a 30-40 guys hanging out.

I got such a feeling that they...

Have you spoken to any of them?

No, we haven't. It just so happens to be, that we don't use "shotguns."

We can't suspect all people with dark skin and brown eyes.

No, no, of course. But that's the area you focus on?

We keep all options open.

Claus, we've got a tip from Roskildevej, we have to move now.

- Will you excuse me? - Yes of course.

- Forgive me, Sadid. - Zaid.

Zaid, yes. There are so many names to keep track of.

Anyway, as soon as we hear something, you'll be the first to know.

- Yes... - I hope it... have helped a little.

dd Jens Ole Wowk Mccoy - "Feeling Tired" dd

Janni Svendsen, a 72-year-old woman we have in the outpatient clinic at Herlev.

She has a chronic aortic dissection.

Well preserved. A little old, but her lungs and kidneys are working.

Should we operate on her? We do not know when it happened.

She is in great danger of dying.

Zaid, man. I'm sorry to hear about your brother.

- Are you okay? - Yeah, yeah. Have you sold anything?

- I sold this- - Hello!

Hey darling. What's up?

Hello. Good to see you.

I sold three at the private show. Same guy. Jens Peter Brask.

Biggest collector ever.

Hey, guys!

- Hey darling. - Long time no see.

- It was with the jelly shots. - It's the last thing I remember.

Anders and Zaid, I gotta meet... Zaid, get over here.

Ronnie. This is the king of Copenhagen.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Shami. - Hi.

You must excuse me. I just have to...

Buy something for me. Just one. I'll send you the money.

- Definitely. - Thanks darling.

What the fuck!

Just sitting in the heat?

We haven't got a few months. They have to give us some more time.

Take care. Thanks.

Zaid, man. It is very cold. You're not coming in?

You're not coming in? You should not be out here.

It's not good for you. Come on in.

- Pardon. Sorry... - Go to your guests.

Hey... Hey! What's going on?

I'm just getting a little air.

Hail a taxi, okay?

dd Jens Ole Wowk Mccoy - "Feeling Tired" dd

Any exciting news in the Middle East?

Perhaps it does not matter to you, but it may very well do for me.

Have you talked to the police?

What can the police do?

What can the police do?

What can the police in Denmark do? We have to solve our problems.

Do not turn me back! You should have taken care of your brother!

- Or have you forgotten who we are? - Forgot what?

- You forgot it! - Who we are?

We are Iraqis! We are Iraqis, your mutt! Have you forgotten that we are Iraqis?

Is this Iraq?

Look! Is this Iraq? Or that?

You left your brain in Iraq, while your son became street hustler!

You have been in Europe for 30 years! In Denmark.

On the fucking couch! We live here!

You have sat on the couch for 30 years! Get up! Get up from the couch!

Get yourself a job! Get up, man!

Please, relax! I can't take it anymore.

- It's your fault! - What have I got to do with it?

- It's your fault! - Is it all my fault?

Come on. Come here. I need you.

- Where did you find this? - I found it in your brother's room.

- Why didn't you give it to the police? - Your father would get in trouble.

- Does he know? - No, of course not.

We know, that your brother was involved in organized crime.

Whoever killed him, is not something you go and talk about such environment.

In the residential block, they are known for not speaking with police.

So, you've got nothing. Is that the problem?

Yes... We are in the middle of a process.

It is police work, that I can't get you involved in.

So, you have... a fingerprint?

You have some DNA evidence?

You have a theory, that you are investigating. Yes?

- I do not like that tone. - Well, my bad.

And I regret the loss of your brother. I do, really.

But he was part of an environment that wasn't exactly God's best children.

- I hope you realize. - What does it mean?

So that means, you do not prioritize the killing of a 20-year-old boy?

He's not a boy. He is a man! Let me show you something.

Normally I wouldn't do this, but you need to see.

When will you control your children, so they do not become criminals?

He was a 20-year-old man and criminal. He could not comply with the law.

And the next time you come in here, and tell me how I should do my work -

- book an appointment with my secretary. Am I clear?

What are you doing here?

Hi.

Is this where your club is?

Branco... can I talk to him?

We are close.

I'll call you back.

Welcome.

Sit down.

- No thanks... - I'm telling you, sit down, man.

I hear, you talk a lot. What is this, you want to talk about?

- About Yasin. - Anyone knows a "Yasin"?

- Do not know any Yasin. - Do not know any Yasin.

I know, Yasin came here.

- I am Yasin's brother. - Give him a Coke. He looks thirsty.

No thanks.

Take a sip.

- My brother is dead... - I'm telling you, take a sip.

- You're Branco? - Yes.

I know Yasin worked for you. I don't care what you're doing...

- We don't do a damn thing. - Okay, Branco. My little brother is dead.

- Shut up, man. - I just want to know what happened.

Look at me. Look at me, man.

This is no fucking playground. Open your mouth, man.

I don't know you, or your brother. I've said that many times now.

Don't show your fucking face here again. I hope, you have learned about respect.

Get him away, man.

Am I not your brother? Everyone's after me! Believe me!

Good morning.

Good morning.

You're wearing a T-shirt. Were you at the hospital last night?

Yes.

- We made a deal, to tell me when you go. - I'm sorry. It went a little fast.

- Do you want eggs or muesli? - Yes, please.

Shouldn't you take some time off?

I can't, honey.

Well, I'm not asking you to take leave. Just a week or...

Stop it. You know I can't.

Zaid, you're not okay. You don't look good.

Well...

Zaid?

I talked to some of Yasin's friends. Or, co-workers.

They sold hashish or whatever.

Okay, and what...

They said: Fuck you. Fuck your mother. Fuck, fuck...

- They say not so much. - Did they find anything?

No. I recognized them from when they were small and ran around in the courtyard.

I know, they have something to do with it. Or, at least they know...

That's a matter for police, okay? Zaid!

- Yeah. - Yeah.

It stops there.

Have you written the autopsy report?

- It is not finished. - You must have written something.

I have, but once completed, it's going straight to the police.

I want to read it.

Yes, but you have to protect yourself.

Anders, I'll get it no matter what. You know too well.

Up on your toes! Come on! Work ...!

Come here.

Kick. Okay, get back.

Uppercut. Come on.

Here and here...

Quickly! Well done. Go back.

Nikki. Get over here.

Four equally fast.

That's how you do it, folks. Come on.

Hell yeah! Well done.

Come on, boys. Come on! Parades ...!

Faster ...!

I don't want that. I need the belt on the fucking wall.

Get out there, and show me how ready you are. Go.

What's up, brother? Is everything well? I have some tricks for the boys.

The boys must win belts, understand? Do you think we train for fun?

I'm all over the place. I had the four Arab girls.

Invited them over, but they wouldn't do anything. They were dried up.

Got four bottles of Gray Goose. As soon as they finished three glasses -

- they began to dance. They were drunk, brother.

It became a Bedouin feast. Just... You know?

- My head still make curls, man. - Fuck it, bro.

- You got that handled? - He's ready. I'm just waiting.

- I've got the transportation. - Perfect. Let's milk.

- Luxury, man. - Let's harvest.

- Should we go out to eat tonight? - Definitely.

- I think we go out and... - There has been much stress.

I have some business to finish. Sit the fuck down. Sit down.

- Where have you been? - I was at Sundays with...

- Why don't you answer your phone? - It was off.

- Perhaps it's at Maria's. - Perhaps?

- I'll go check now. - Hear what I'm saying to you now.

I do not want to smash your face.

If you do not come back with phone and my money -

- I'll fuck your face! Understand? Do not show your face anywhere.

Fucking monkey.

Torben!

What the..?!

- I just have to clean up... - Just bring it.

- Lars! Look. - No way! Ancient warrior.

Are you still here? Did you get married?

It's fucking nice to see you.

And what about your mother?

It is what it is, right?

And you talk a lot with your father?

Yeah...

This, you know already.

Beautiful, right?

- It's not the same, is it? - The very same.

- I would like to work out again. - Why?

I've spoken to the police. They don't do anything.

They can't or won't. But those who killed Yasin, are running around out there.

- I can't. - Zaid, you're crazy.

I have to find out who did it.

Those gangster boys runs around, and...

They exploit young children. They get them to do the dirty work.

And then they throw them out, or beat them to death, like with Yasin.

You can't do anything about it.

You are a doctor, Zaid.

You're a doctor.

- The gangs are not like the old days. - It's the same shit.

Zaid, it is a completely different game now. A knife ten years ago is an AK-47 now.

They beat Yasin to death.

Is it okay? Is it okay with you?

Anyone can become a gangster, Torben.

It is some small pusher boys.

Come on. Again! And again.

Come again! Focus! Come on, damn it! Four!

Come on, Zaid. Wake up, now!

Bam, bam, four. Come! Come on!

dd Jens Ole Wowk Mccoy - "Becoming The Avenger" dd

Five, six, seven, eight. Come on, Zaid. Here!

Straight on.

One, two, three, four, five. Yes! That's good! Good right hook.

Like that! Good pull! Well done!

Alex!

What's up?

- What are you doing here? - I'm just out for a run.

You started working out?

I also used to work out. Then I stopped.

Because of...

No, I actually work out better when I'm stoned.

I do not know... I just lost the motivation.

Follow me, then.

- I have an appointment. - Come on. You have already smoked, right?

You can help me to keep pace. Come on.

Four, five, six. There we go!

Well done! Come again. Right hand again.

And the hook.

And right. Here you go! Well done. Timeout.

- It's all good. - Thank you.

It's all good. One day at a time.

Can you hold the bag? I just need a little more.

Let me just finish smoking.

Hold the bag. Come on.

Help me get my hood on.

- Do you have a girlfriend? - Sure. I'm seeing 3-4 ladies.

- 3-4 ladies? - Yeah.

I've never really learned how to have a girlfriend, so I just see some.

- You have a girlfriend? - A wife. One is more than plenty.

- So you share apartment, car and dog? - Apartment, dog, doggo and Volvo.

- You don't want that? - No.

- Relax right, man. Fuck that. - Hold on tight.

Let me smoke my fucking joint. Fuck that.

- Why did you kick me like that? - Take it easy. Come on.

- Come. - Are you ready?

Settle your legs, so I can't push you. Use your whole body.

- Are you ready? - Yes. I've got it now.

- Wall. - You can just do it harder.

I can no more.

- Are you hungry? - If you're paying.

dd Jens Ole Wowk Mccoy - "Two Different Worlds" dd

- It's three or four different. - So at the same time?

No, not simultaneously. Not yet. But I would like at some point.

On some days.. Like, Monday is Sofie.

Tuesday is... What the hell is she called?

- What if you can't remember it? - It's on my phone.

They come, we fool around, and they leave.

They clean up a bit and make some food. They are very cute.

- Do you live here? - Yes.

Come on. The elevator is here.

Why don't we take the stairs? I would like to see it all.

- The staircase? I live at the top. - We can get a trip out of it.

I would like to see it all. It looks so wild.

Can you open the roof, or is it closed all the time?

- I don't think so. - It is the last one, right?

- It was you, that wanted the stairs. - Yeah, yeah. It's not hard.

This is the last.

Wow.

- Hi. - Hey, babe. We have guests.

This is Alex. This is Stine. My wife.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Alex. - Stine. Hello.

Where have you been? I've called you.

Go check out the view.

- Who is that? - A friend of Yasin.

I saw him at the funeral, and I've encountered him a few times after.

Okay.

Do not tell her that we were in Torben's workshop.

- Here's a Faxe Kondi. - Thank you.

- You're welcome. - You need to dip it in the water.

- What is it made of? - It is rice paper. It is made from rice.

- It's a nice place you have. - Thank you.

- Is it okay to use salt? - You can use whatever you want.

And what about you? Do you go to school, or do you work ...?

- No, actually not. - Neither?

No. I'm playing computer.

PlayStation or ...?

No, desktop PC. So, computer.

What kind of game is it? Poker or ...?

It is a strategy game, called Battle for Middle-Earth.

You build your own city online, and then you attack the other party.

Then you can get levels, and get more stuff.

Okay. Did you complete it or win ...?

You never really win. It continues all the time.

You have an avatar, that you keep building.

My avatar, for example, is an orc from Uruk-hai.

- En Unokai-ork? - Uruk-hai.

- Uruk-hai - Orc.

He broke away from Saruman of Isengard.

It is a Lord of the Rings game?

Exactly. It's just not a story, you know. It's called War in the North.

It only exists in the game. Not in the movies.

- Or in the books... - Or in the books.

So... I spend a lot of time on that.

- No thank you. - Have a taste. It is good.

- You don't get drunk from one, right? - You can easily tolerate a glass.

- That looks quite professional. - They do it all the time in movies.

I've always wanted to do it.

It actually tastes pretty good.

You and Yasin were good friends?

We used to play games together. And work out, together, too.

The boys say Semion had something to do with it.

He is Branco's boss, and he manages Lunden. But I do not understand it.

Something must have gone wrong.

Where can I find this Semion?

He is managing a boxing cup the day after tomorrow.

- We must go. - There will be a lot of fucked up people.

We can do that.

I want to see him.

Right... Yes. And right. Yes!

There we go! Up here! Come on.

Heavy.

Come on. It's damn good!

Strong!

Strong! Right. Such!

- What's up, Hassan? - Hey, long time no see.

Good to see you again.

- How are you? Are you feeling well? - Yes, thank you.

- See you. - See you.

Now! Hassan, out! Get out, man!

Come on!

Let's go over there.

- What's up? - What are you doing?

Long time no see, bro.

What have you done? You smoke too much hash, man.

Don't you eat? What the fuck is happening to you, man?

- Why don't you come to the club? - I am looking for work.

- Sick battle. - He looks sick.

What kind of work? Which grocery store?

- Come on down to the club. - No.

Relax now. Go buy yourself some clothes, bro. Eat some food.

Hey, Hassan!

Hassan...!

Take him!

Hassan! Hassan! Hassan!

Hassan! Hassan! Hassan!

There's his ass.

- There? - Yes. Press a little harder. There.

Okay.

You get an appointment in about ten days.

If he didn't turn around by then, we will turn him around

- How do you turn him? - We go in and push...

Hello. Sorry.

- Hey, Zaid. - Hi, Lisa.

- Uh... Ulla. - Ulla, sorry.

As I was saying to Stine, he has not turned around yet.

I think you need an appointment in ten days, to see if he turned around

- What if you can't turn him around? - Then we have to do a C-section.

- Ten days is a lot of time... - Let Ulla do this.

Go home now, and let's wait and see.

- And there's nothing I can do? - Nothing. You just enjoy it.

- I'm sorry, honey. - I don't want to argue here.

Come on, baby. I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry.

- Sorry about what? - I'm sorry, I was late.

That's nice. I try to maintain my energy and try to understand of your situation.

But I need you. It's not okay, you are late.

No, it's not okay. It's just a little hectic at work.

- Why do you smile like that? - Because I'm not allowed. You know that.

I am full of anger inside. Sorry. Should we go out and eat, this weekend?

Should we? A steak for my steak?

That didn't hurt. What's with the vest?

- I have to be back. - Yes.

- Hey. - Hey.

Zaid, I unlocked the phone.

Zaid...

Give me that.

There we go... Give it to me.

Try this. See if it fits.

Breathe.

You're all right. It can happen on the street. Breathe.

What if it had gone through?

You must be able to take a bullet without getting hysterical. Get up.

- Do not point at me! - You're hysterical.

Don't.

dd Jens Ole Wowk Mccoy - "Becoming The Avenger" dd

What the fuck is happening?!

What is happening?

Where is Semion?

We'll take the one with green beans, chili fries and Bearnaise.

Beans, chili fries and Bearnaise. Nice. Anything to drink?

- Would you like a glass of red wine? - No.

- I'll take a glass of red wine. - Any preferences?

What should I get?

I would say, you should have a pinot noir.

Pinot noir is an attractive choice.

We'll do that, then. Thanks.

- Maybe I should have a little... - No! I asked if you wanted.

I don't want a full glass. I take just a little sip.

You take a "pregnant sip," and then there is nothing left.

What do you mean?

Boys!

Have you been good or what? What's up?

Got it under control? You look happy.

- Cheers, darling. - Cheers, darling.

A toast for the last week.

Order what you want. The money never ends.

You clap like in a circus. Do you think I need you to clap?

- Two of the usual bottles. - Of course.

Some ice and some mixed products, right?

I was thinking, that after you gave birth, and we've settled in a little bit -

- that we could go out and travel a little.

Go out and travel a little? Where does the idea come from?

My wife. She suggested I needed some time off.

- It sounds like a very wise woman. - She is insanely clever, actually.

- Fine. - I hope not.

We could go to Japan or...

- To Japan? Why Japan? - I've never been to Japan.

Then we will be that couple with a screaming baby on the plane.

- 300 bills, my friend. - May I see?

- Well done, man. - Insane.

Or we could go to Berlin.

We could just drive down there, or fly.

We have had some good times in Berlin.

Or Paris...

No, Berlin. I miss really our apartment in Berlin.

I'm sorry, we sold it.

What do you think? Do you miss Berlin?

Hey!

- Where are you going, darling? - To pee.

Maybe you'd bother to be part of the conversation when I get back.

Are you getting anything?

Fucking faggot! Why are you staring at me?

You can't eat your disgusting steak? You fucking monkey, man.

Why so smart? You can't tolerate, someone like you eat in a place like this?

Someone like me?

These beans are fine. Let me tell you something...

Don't think you are someone, because you come once a month and spend 1 600.

Who are you? I come here every other day.

The waiter over there is my little slave.

I make sure things run smoothly here. You've forgotten where you come from.

I remember you.

I make sure that it runs smoothly where you're from.

Those, who are not my brothers, I treat as my brothers.

Those who have no brothers, got a brother.

Those who did not have a door, I gave a door.

Those who did not have a light, I gave a light.

I open a club for them. Sponsor their football club.

I make sure they can pay their rent. What do you do?

When did you last visit your mother?

When is the last time you were in the hood, and did something for someone?

I will shit on you and your white world. Do you understand?

At least I live where I come from, I am what I come from -

- and I stand for where I come from.

You couldn't even be there for your brother, man.

Hello. I'm sorry I took your place. I have never said hello to you. Hello.

- Hi. - Semion.

It's so nice to see, you are building a family. That's really nice.

- How far along are you? - Eight months.

Congratulations. Great fucking job.

I'll send a bottle of champagne. Congratulations.

Is that one of Yasin's friends?

We're leaving now. Come on.

I'll fuck you up, you little fucking whore!

I'll fuck you up!

Well, there he is.

It was about time.

- Is everything well? - Nice and easy.

Is everything well?

And you have a good reason to pull us all the way out here?

Relax now, right?

A little fucking rat is trying to bust a cap in my ass.

- Who? - That's what I'm trying to find out.

That's why I drag you out here. Maybe you can donate some information.

If I have defied any of you, you must say so now.

- Nothing happened. - Thanks to my fucking car!

- How did you get here? - Do you feel offended?

You come to us as if it were one of us. What's up, bro?

Precautions. People come creeping and trying to bust a cap in my ass.

If you do not feel you... Don't think about it.

- If you know something, say so. - Are you saying it's one of us?

- What are you offended by? - Are you sick or what?

If I was in a fucking coffin, then yes!

Are you saying it's one of us?! Are you mentally ill, or what?

What are you offended by?

Eow, run, everybody. Run, run, run!

Where is that little rat? Find him!

What's up, man?

Find that little whore!

Do you see, what I'm dealing with? Ask me again, why I'm mentally ill!

- Hey. - Hello Anton.

We made an echo. I think the case of mitral insufficiency.

Should we call anesthesia?

- Zaid? - Yes, he needs surgery.

- Who's my assistant? You? - Yes.

Let's get started.

Zaid. Have you talked to the parents?

- What? - Have you talked to the parents?

- Hi. - Hi.

Your son has received a heavy trauma on his ribs -

- which is now pressing on the right side of his heart.

That is, one of the front chambers of the heart. So it's a complicated operation.

Aren't you Nidal's son?

Yes.

We are pleased, that you're doing the surgery.

Treat him as your brother.

- I will do everything I can. - Thank you.

Run cardioplegia.

Scissor, Ulla. Tweezer-hand, scissor-hand. What is this?

What is this? Scissor-hand. How long did did you work here?

Hello?

Hi Mom.

Okay.

Okay, okay, I'm coming over. Okay, Mom.

- What's up, you Adam? - What's happening?

- What did you say? - I said: What's up, you Adam?

- Hey! Hey! - What are you doing?

What's up?

What's up?!

What are you doing with this?

- Look at me. - Zaid.

Look at me. Are you going to shoot me?

Let him go, Zaid. Let him go, let him go.

What are you doing?

- They... - They're what? They are fucking children.

- I'm going to my parents. - No! They know who you are.

- I'm going to my parents. - You must run! Now! Run, Zaid!

Come on...!

I can hear you.

Hey, darling.

Why are you sneaking in like that?

- What did you say? - Why are you sneaking in like that?

Because you're sleeping, and I don't want to wake you up.

Do you think I'm an idiot?

No, honey.

I don't think that.

- Zaid, what are you doing? - Work.

You have not been at work.

Where do you go at night?

Yasin...

Yasin died, Stine. Do you understand? They took my brother from me.

- Yes. - I am...

It's not your fault.

What happened to Yasin, is not your fault. You understand that, right?

Please, tell me you are not mixed up in this, Zaid.

Please, tell me you are not... Police...

Shut up about the police. Do not talk about the police!

Zaid, we're expecting a baby. I need you here, and not...

Zaid, don't answer your phone now!

- Alex. - Zaid!

- Zaid! Do not... - I can't hear you.

- Zaid... If you leave now... - We take it later, Stine.

Alex. Hello?

Alex. Careful.

Careful, Alex.

You are talking to a doctor. That's not important. Listen to me.

I have a mortally injured patient. The respiratory tract is secured.

He breathes. He has an open skull fracture and multiple injuries.

I need an emergency car and a primary ambulance.

The address is Hennings Torv 8, 3. tv. 2620 Albertslund.

Is that understood? Well.

Who was it?

- Semion. - Semion.

Alex, did you tell them about me?

- I can... I can't remember it. - Okay.

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Hey.

Hey! Hello!

This is the police! Hey!

Stop! I said "police"!

Hey. Do you have a headlight for a 208?

Sit him up.

Get the phone.

Little fucking rat.

Hey. Psst!

Look at this.

Do you see this?

Where is Semion?

I don't know. It's Branco. He is the only one who knows.

I don't know. I swear.

What's up, Semion? What are you doing, my friend?

There is something to celebrate. You will need a full months salary.

Not so much. I just got some food.

- Say goodbye. - I'll call you back.

- What are you doing? - Get in the car.

Relax. Don't be a fucking wise-ass. I'm going in now. Come, then.

- Drive. - Where are we going?

Tell me where we're going.

- We're going to Semion. - Who the fuck is Semion?

- Drive over to Semion. - Tell me the way.

- Drive over to Semion. - I don't know any Semion.

- Hello! Relax, man. - Do you have more questions?

No, no.

We will figure it out. Relax, chill.

You're a cold motherfucker. You have nothing to come home to?

- No wife or children waiting? - Shut up.

I have two kids, bro. They expect, I come tonight.

Relax a little. You're a reasonable man. We can talk about it here.

You may have two kids, but that does not make you a father.

You're just a bum that fucks up their lives. So keep your mouth shut.

Drive over to Semion.

How dare you coming to my home?!

Your dirty little rat, you enter my home?!

Get up! Get up, I tell you.

Get up, you little rat!

Get up!

That's all you've got? Huh?

What's up, no more or what?!

Is that all you can do? Huh?!

Are you getting enough?! Should I kill you like I killed your brother?!

Should I really kill you?

Get up, man!

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I'm sorry! I've got nothing to do with it!

Sorry, sorry, sorry...

Sorry, sorry...

Press here.

Press here, and press here.

Anton, can you hear me?

I'm on my way to the hospital with a boy that's been shot in the abdomen.

He's lost a lot of blood. Five minutes. Meet me outside.

Zaid, dammit. You look like shit.

Come here.

- Grab here! - He has a gunshot wound to the abdomen.

I've stopped the bleeding.

Zaid... Zaid!

Zaid, for fucks sake.

Stine gave birth!

She's in there.

Zaid... No, do not go that way. Walk down the tunnel. Take my card.

Zaid...

Room 13, 5th floor!

Hey! What are you doing here?

Zaid, it's the police! Hands out to the side, and move slowly.

Zaid! Hands to the side.

Hands out to the side.

Lie down on your stomach.

Your palms up.

Take it easy.

Take it easy. Take him.

Danish texts: Danish Video Text Translated to English by RadalDK