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* dark music *

(Woman) Here you are.

* low beep * Um, card declined.

What? That's strange. I'll try my other one.

* high and low beeps *

One second.

* high and low beep *

Cash would also be fine.

Oh, you know what?

I don't want a latte. I don't want anything at all.

"Welcome to our service hotline.

So that we can help you quickly,

please briefly describe your issue."

My card isn't working. Card payment isn't possible.

"Did you mention installment payments?"

Not installment payment, card payment.

My card isn't working anymore, damn it.

"Did you say it's been processed?"

Linda Saarniluoto. Saarniluoto. Premium Customer.

I want... No.

I want to speak to someone.

I want someone on the phone right now.

"I didn't understand that. Please repeat."

Good heavens. "I didn't understand that."

My husband will take care of it when he gets back.

Definitely not, I have no outstanding payments.

I never have.

I also haven't received a payment reminder.

Listen, well, I... Listen.

I urgently need a working card.

Of course. I'll take care of it right away.

Yes, we'll talk about it again later. Thank you.

I have the order for the apartment in Katajanokka.

This will allow us to reach a larger pool of potential clients.

It's about three million.

I know a few people who could afford that. - Mhm.

* Beep*

We'll talk about it this afternoon.

Okay. Kisses.

Linda Saarniluoto here. What does this email mean?

Why were the investigations discontinued?

They only investigated for one week.

And what if he harmed himself or is being blackmailed?

Voluntarily? Absolutely not.

I called Copenhagen and he never checked in there.

At no point.

Something must have happened to him.

He certainly didn't disappear voluntarily.

I'm currently in a completely absurd situation.

I'm having problems with my bank cards.

No, you must not stop the investigation under any circumstances.

Okay, I'll get back to you. Yes, I'll call you.

Is Mikael still in Copenhagen?

If so, tell him,

to bring that great rosé to brunch.

Thank you.

(Man) Give me another kiss.

I love you. - I love you too.

So, Monday then. - Yes.

There's still lasagna left. - Mmm, thanks.

* slow music *

Bring me something. - I will.

* slow music *

"The number you have dialed cannot be reached."

(Man) Truly climate-friendly.

A charging station for electric cars and the recycling options...

(Woman) If it's not made entirely of wood, you can forget about it.

Preferably Finnish pine.

It was out of fashion for a long time, but it's coming back.

Imported wood and ecological, that's a complete contradiction.

Who am I supposed to sell houses to on Kulosaari,

if I can't foist them on the Russians?

(Johanna) Pine wood quickly gets a yellow tint.

(Woman) I can't get into a meeting with this phone.

The children broke the screen.

Say it fell in the toilet.

and buy a new one through the company.

I don't know. (Johanna) Of course.

Linda, your transfer for Ukraine hasn't gone through yet.

We were going to give each of us 500. - Oh, right. Sorry.

There was a problem with online banking.

Definitely a cyberattack. Nothing works anymore. I'll do it today.

(Man) I have to go.

(Woman) I'm going to buy a new one right away.

(Johanna) And I'm going to the office.

* dynamic music *

"The number you have dialed cannot be reached."

No, you can't have my mixer!

What are you doing?

No, the picture is very important to me.

It was... It was a gift.

What?

Request for administrative assistance

In the enforcement of judgments of monetary claims.

Enforcement.

* Suspenseful music *

* Sirens *

* Suspenseful music *

* Error tone *

* Suspenseful music *

* Mixer noises *

* suspenseful music *

Hmm, interesting combination

made of grass and slightly stagnant water.

How is that possible?

Excuse me, I'm responsible for this myself?

What comes to mind?

I didn't yell at you.

I'm speaking normally, fucking shit.

And I don't usually swear. But okay, yeah.

I haven't received a single payment reminder from you.

And I'm sure of it. Not a single reminder.

Listen, old man.

My lawyer eats your kind for breakfast.

You're in for a rude awakening.

See you in court.

Excuse me?

What kind of shitty debtor is that?

Kiss my ass.

Hey. - Hey.

Here are clothes from Kaisa and me and the kids.

for Ukraine, all brand names.

I also donated clothes for Ukraine.

Piping, facade. All done.

You can't go wrong with real estate.

Mhm. - Mhm.

* dark music *

Guardian's details.

Say if it's not okay with you.

Yes, it's okay.

Are the bells of this church very loud?

Uh, well, some people like it.

* dark music *

"The number you have dialed cannot be reached."

* doorbell *

Hello. Sorry for being so...

You didn't respond to my request for a callback.

I didn't.

Ah, yes. Have you heard from Mikael?

I haven't seen him in a year.

You were on a big boat tour in the summer, weren't you?

No, we weren't.

Oh. Mikael's phone apparently isn't working.

I thought he contacted you,

because you two are business partners.

That's ancient history.

Mikael hasn't paid some invoices.

so I couldn't pay my subcontractors.

Ah.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

I have to put the children to bed. Sorry.

And... - Good night.

And if he still...

This is all perfectly legal.

The enforcement was carried out completely in accordance with the rules.

The furniture, the pictures,

all purchased in installments from Mikael's company.

I didn't receive an invoice.

Then he had them sent somewhere else.

But I didn't even receive anything by email.

Does he perhaps have a password? - Of course.

After all, we're married.

Well, then he probably did the following.

He probably forwarded the company mail.

The company address is your home.

He went through your emails and deleted all the messages

about enforcement proceedings or emails from creditors

or forwarded them to another address.

This is child's play. Should I explain it to you again?

This company has been staying afloat for years.

with loans, I guess.

New loans were constantly being taken out to cover the old ones.

In plain English, this company is nothing but a bubble.

You signed an agreement to guarantee this huge bubble.

And that's entirely my own fault with over three million in total.

Why didn't you come to me a little earlier?

As your godfather, I could have helped you.

We're married.

On paper, the numbers all looked really good.

Tropical woods, what were they again?

It says here, handcrafted boat deck parts made from genuine tropical woods.

That's not scalable at all in Finland.

Completely absurd.

There's no market for that here.

To make it perfectly clear,

you will have to stand by this guarantee.

The apartment belongs to Kristiina. - Mother, yes.

As long as she is alive and you do not inherit this apartment,

it cannot be seized.

But your summer house, that's going under the hammer.

You'll retain a legally mandated protected amount,

until eventually all debts are paid off.

That means, practically for the rest of your entire career.

It's Mikael's company. It's Mikael's company.

He simply went bankrupt and that's not a crime.

And now he's disappeared. - Yes.

His trail ends in Copenhagen, where he's supposedly at a trade fair.

The police aren't looking for him,

because he disappeared voluntarily.

I'm really wondering, Linda,

You're an educated person, aren't you?

You have a Master's degree in Economics.

Feel free to say so if it's not okay with you.

(Lars) What were you thinking, child?

Could you please give me the bag again?

*Linda throws up*

I'm sorry, Lars.

* suspenseful music *

(Lars) You will have to stand by this guarantee.

The apartment belongs to Kristiina.

As long as she is alive, and you do not inherit this apartment,

it cannot be seized.

I can't hear the hairdryer.

Apparently, my ears are blocked.

(Woman) That could well be possible.

It could be that there are gummy bears stuck in them again.

Today was candy day. - Yes.

Hello. Can I help you? - I'm Linda Saarniluoto.

Oh, I see. Yes.

And Kristiina is your...? - Mother.

Mother? You're... - No.

You're my mother. Not the other way around.

Is she really that confused?

Hmm. These are great.

Okay.

Who are you, anyway?

Excuse me, Sister, but who is this?

Kristiina, this is your daughter, Linda.

Hello, Mom.

Ah, that's right, Linda.

I recognized you by your thin hair.

You haven't been around for a while, have you?

That's true. I've been very busy.

Look, Sister, this is my daughter.

She has a master's degree in economics, like your father.

I'm not a grandmother yet, unfortunately.

What a depressing conversation. I need some peace and quiet.

Stop squeezing my hand like that.

And now I have to pee. - Good Lord.

She's wearing a diaper.

* slow music *

That's just how it is when you're demented. - Aha.

Do you understand?

You haven't been here very often. At least we don't know each other yet.

Last time was about five years ago.

Ah, yes.

How would you assess Kristiina's, that is, her mother's, condition?

I don't quite understand. Does she have much longer to live?

That's very difficult to predict.

Does she have an advance healthcare directive?

Yes, no resuscitation.

But you can keep someone alive with a ventilator, right?

right?

If the relatives don't want to pull the plug,

then... Is that possible?

No, that's not possible.

What do you mean by that?

* Kristiina is crying *

Stay calm.

Kristiina, everything is alright.

We're fine.

No need to worry, right?

(Man) It's real, yes.

That's really a pretty decent stone.

300.

This one is also 300.

And this one is also 300.

Four. - We don't trade.

Do you also accept embroidery? - No.

Electronics are in demand. So, if you happen to have something like that...

I have a new one. Mine fell down the toilet.

Could I perhaps have it in cash?

* dynamic music *

Here, the 500 for Ukraine.

Ah, yes. Hey, have you actually seen the...

I just need to quickly get the documents.

Where did they go?

* dynamic music *

The fact that you didn't receive the emails

doesn't change the situation.

You are the guarantor.

That's not my email address. Mikael made it up.

Your relationship problems are none of my business.

You still get 40 percent of your income.

If there's still money in your account after deducting your expenses,

we'll take it.

You'll take it?

Well, it is, after all, three million in debt.

Unfortunately, that's just how it works.

The legal maximum

We deduct it directly via the employer. - What?

So, everyone would find out about it?

We could also draw up an agreement.

You would then voluntarily pay a sum each month.

instead of garnishment through your employer.

But if this payment is even just one day late,

then we would garnish wages through your employer.

Is this an option for you?

Yes, I pay alone.

That means we will check your account weekly.

There's no question of undeclared work or anything like that.

All your financial transactions are under our watchful eye.

If you unexpectedly need funds,

you can apply for support at the office.

Which office?

The social welfare office, of course.

(Linda) I've looked into it. You have to pay me for that.

You are legally obligated to do so.

High heels for 1,000 euros?

These are my work shoes.

By law, you reimburse work shoes.

Yes, that means work shoes for construction workers and the like.

You do have a tax-free allowance.

And a job, too. No dependents.

Now listen, ma'am.

With that amount, I can't make ends meet.

Well, then perhaps you should slow down a bit.

I sell apartments to rich people.

I need a certain look for that.

So you mean, it's society's responsibility to

finance this look for you?

Yes.

So to speak. Move to the suburbs.

Eat sausages.

Buy Crocs.

That creates a new perspective.

* Woman laughs *

I'm going to complain about you.

Please do. * Woman laughs *

* Suspenseful music *

* Man shouts * Shut up, old man.

*Man shouts*

Hey, you haven't paid your utility bills.

That's completely impossible. - Not for over six months.

No, Mikael already took care of that.

If you don't pay,

the housing association will initiate foreclosure proceedings.

I'm giving you one more week to take care of this,

then I'll report it to the board.

Probably a problem at the bank.

I'll take care of it. Sorry, I have to go.

I've spoken to your husband about it several times.

*Linda laughs*

Come on, let's take a selfie.

(Mikael) The blades are dull.

These things are much too big for me. (Linda) Stop complaining.

* Calm music *

* Suspenseful music *

Not another step.

What the hell?

I need these cans.

I need these cans more.

* Dynamic music *

Let go of that bag, you drunk!

You stupid cunt!

Let me go!

Help! You stink disgustingly of piss.

Don't cough on me!

You cunt, you're a cunt.

Ew, no!

Let me go! - Cunt, I'll show you!

Let go, you disgusting piece of shit!

Let go!

These are mine!

(Woman) Hello. - Hello.

And a pack of cigarettes.

Yes, what kind?

Something light, please.

It smells very strongly of disinfectant here.

I hope there wasn't any mold here.

No, that's me.

That's hand sanitizer. That's important these days.

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday.

* slow music *

Now, yes? Now? - Ta-da.

Cupid and Psyche.

* slow music *

The best ten years of my life. - Yes.

That's nice!

* Slow music *

* Error tone *

* Slow music *

* Quiet murmur of voices *

Excuse me, I just need to...

* Linda is breathing heavily *

* Dynamic music *

Everyone's gone. - Ah.

What are you doing?

There's only... I wiped something away.

We got an offer. Someone from your contacts. - Okay.

Three and a half million. A little something? - Yes.

Well then, let's go. - Well then, let's go.

Shit.

Another success, woohoo.

You and Mikael could buy yourselves something like this.

My apartment is enough for me. - It belongs to your mother.

You should get an investment property.

We can't come to brunch.

Mikael is in Copenhagen at a trade fair. He has to stay longer.

He has some meetings.

* Linda coughs. *

Are you okay?

I have a problem.

* Cell phone rings * Please, not again.

A rather big one.

Oh God, no. This is Jaana, Lauri's ex.

Am I being mean if I don't answer?

Isn't she your friend? - Yes, she is.

But she's always in such a bad mood and depressed.

She's always gossiping about Lauri. And then she wants me to help her.

I didn't invite her to brunch anymore.

It's okay to grieve and be confused.

But not for months and so obviously.

I'll just text her that we'll talk later.

What did you want to say?

I have a relative who has a problem.

Various problems. Very big ones.

Her heart was broken.

I thought of her.

Her husband suddenly disappeared.

And she's broke.

She is in shock.

She no longer knows what is right.

and whether she even has a life anymore.

She is facing foreclosure.

And no one wants to give her credit anymore.

Oh dear. - Yes. - A terrible situation.

You and your relative are close?

Absolutely, yes.

I understand that perfectly.

Things like that can get awkward, if you're too close.

* Linda coughs * Money matters are always tricky.

* Slow music *

(Child) ♪ Bra, it won't fit anymore otherwise.

Dr. Speck says, you should stop eating.

Your bra, it won't fit anymore otherwise. ♪

Hey, what's going on out here? Why are you just standing around?

Go shopping, go!

You're my best friend.

* slow music *

* dynamic music *

Have you broken into anything?

No, of course not.

* dynamic music *

Cash? Yes, I have to go now. You're welcome.

Are you serious? - Yes.

No wonder you've gotten so slim.

Huh? - You practically don't eat anything anymore.

These days, one doesn't comment on things like that anymore.

That was a real ordeal with the cell phone bill.

Apparently too much is going missing, I had to explain myself.

As if I needed to cheat or steal.

I'll just grab a quick coffee.

Could you bring me a soy latte, please?

(Johanna) Me too, but with regular milk, please.

I'll have one too.

(Johanna) How was your date yesterday?

One coffee, three lattes.

One with soy milk and two regular.

That'll be 20 euros, please.

I'll bring everything to the table.

(Man) If I have a date with a single mother,

that's not exploitation, it's social work.

In my opinion, that is exploitation,

if you don't take into account that she's lonely.

If I didn't go out with her, she would be even lonelier.

Am I right? I am right.

Linda, Anna, we need another 500 euros for Ukraine.

The people from the other office increased the fund.

We don't want to be accused

of being stingy.

I'll send it to you right away.

(Anna) Look. (Johanna) What is it?

Is that Lauri?

(Anna) Oh God, no.

(Man) Damn.

Should we bring him to our table?

Jaana is over there.

Looks like an awkward encounter. Hey.

She called me a hundred times, apparently, and gossiped about Lauri.

Lauri was completely devastated after he was fired.

What do you mean by fired?

He really did get a hefty severance package.

But still, he was completely devastated afterward.

He was already so sad before,

because Jaana had left him.

I heard that he lives in Malmi. - Really?

Does he have any diagnosis? Depression?

Well, depression, anxiety disorder, panic disorder,

all sorts of disorders.

He still had his whole career ahead of him.

Is he coming here? Yes, he's coming here.

Hi. (everyone) Hi.

Nice to see you all.

I'll go over there then.

But I, I wish you all the best. (Man) You too.

Oh God.

Three lattes? - Yes.

I have to go now, a customer is waiting.

I have to go too.

Is nobody drinking these anymore? - Well, looks like it.

No, thank you. - I'll stay here a little longer.

I'll quickly check my emails.

And remember the Ukrainian money, okay?

(Anna) We're talking on the phone.

Leave it standing, please. (Man) Everyone? - Yes.

* dynamic music *

* Lauri screams *

You're mentally ill. You belong in a mental institution.

In a mental institution, do you hear?

* Dynamic music *

* Linda burps *

* Linda breathes heavily *

Unbiased and neutral.

That's exactly how he was, just as I imagine a good teacher to be.

This is my Linda, Linda Lemonade. Oh.

Hey, oh, nice to see you. Wow.

Imagine, I won €20,000 with a scratch-off ticket.

Can you believe it? €20,000.

Jemika and I flew straight to Analya.

That's where I bought these leather jackets,

I can easily sell them and make a killing.

Do you need a leather jacket?

But how are you? How is my dear little one?

I've been thinking of you so often.

Give me a hug!

Hey, let's talk on the phone in a few days, okay?

It's a bad time right now.

We're waiting for a large housing investor and are...

(Woman) Mom, come on.

The elitist capitalist bitch doesn't feel like talking.

Oh, I'm sorry, you have business to attend to.

It's okay, we're going.

Oh dear, the jackets. *Woman screams*

Wait, stay here, I'm so scatterbrained.

Oh no.

All the best. Good luck. We'll talk on the phone.

Elitist, what's that again?

What a funny bird! - A friend from my childhood.

We lost touch, but she comes

from a socially disadvantaged family and used to visit us a lot.

* suspenseful music *

Linda, oh, how lovely!

Finally, you're here! My sweetie, hey! - Hey.

Listen, I even bought us some white wine, a nice sweet one.

Oh, my darling, I'm so happy!

This is wonderful. - Great, I'm so happy.

What's this? I went out without shoes.

Uh, I'm not wearing shoes today.

Oh, I'm so happy to see you,

I'm so incredibly happy.

When was the last time we really talked?

That was easily 15 years ago.

But at least you have this totally handsome man.

Mikael, I saw on social media,

that you go to all sorts of fancy parties and travel all over the place.

I already knew in school,

that you would turn out to be something really great.

You were so clever, you had more knowledge stuck in your sweater sleeve

than I have in my head.

But seriously, everything's just perfect for you, right?

Your life and your husband and everything. Come on, tell me.

No, it is what it is.

We're managing, it's quite nice.

All the success and the money and all the great things you have.

* Door slams shut *

Jemika. Jemika is a real sweetheart.

She acts very tough, but she has a soft side.

She's a computer genius. Okay.

Now come here and say hello to Linda.

Linda is a very, very dear friend.

Yeah, right.

* Door closes *

Don't worry about it.

She probably likes you.

She just has her own particular views.

Where is her father? - I think he's dead.

I don't know that for sure.

Aha.

What? What's wrong? Is something wrong?

You, you look like something's bothering you.

Your aura is so frayed at the edges.

What? Everything's fine. Just some work stress at most.

Listen.

No one should be ashamed if they're not feeling so great.

I was in a psychiatric hospital for a while,

Jemika was still little then.

I really tried to be a good mother to her.

To feed us and take care of her.

One day I just sat there.

I sat there, staring at the wall, and couldn't get a word out.

They took Jemika away from me for a while,

but I pulled myself together and got her back.

I'm not ashamed of that either.

So, if something's bothering me or upsetting me,

then I just start dancing or singing.

Do you want to try it too?

No. No, thank you very much.

You can tell me.

* slow music *

I'm terribly embarrassed...

...but my online banking is down and my cards are blocked.

We're switching banks right now and there are some problems,

this is very unpleasant.

It's crazy, but...

I need 500 in cash.

That sounds weird.

Why didn't you say so right away?

Of course I'll lend you the money.

I still have the money from the scratch-off lottery ticket.

It's a terrible situation when you have no money.

I know what you mean, I totally understand.

I'll just give you 1,000 right away. No problem.

You have to eat something, too.

I'm really embarrassed. Sorry, Brand.

I'll pay you back right away.

You'll pay it back when you can. I trust you completely.

Because...

You're my best friend.

Even though we only see each other every 15 years, unfortunately.

We've been together for years, but he doesn't live here.

Kind of, but not really.

He's the kind of person, he needs a lot of time for himself.

He needs his freedom and doesn't like to be confined.

He doesn't want to commit.

But we really love each other.

There's a really strong passion there.

Hey, here he comes. I was hoping you two would get to know each other. Spora!

Little darling! Come in, Linda's here, my friend.

What the hell are you doing here? You have a visitor?

I just told you. Linda.

Koistinen will be here soon, no one else is allowed in.

Hi, I'm Linda. - I don't give a damn.

My business partner will be here soon.

He doesn't like this, because of Cognito and all that.

Come on, get out of here. And you, Brand, hide in the closet. Come on.

Okay, fine, I'll go then.

I'm going. (Brand) It was nice having you here.

Promise me that we'll see each other again soon.

Stop with that stupid chatter. You can text her.

I'll pay you back everything, I promise.

You lent your aunt money?

That's...

Oh shit, that's Koistinen. He's already here.

Don't open the fucking door, you bitch,

fucking cock-nose.

When Koistinen sees a Louis Vuitton buckle like that,

he freaks out.

He thinks the old lady's with the CIA.

Damn it, damn it, don't you get it?

Spora, no.

I'm not going to let myself be locked up.

(Everyone is talking at once)

Shut up already.

It's dark in here, where's the light? (Spora) Quiet!

What the hell is this? - Don't get upset.

(Spora) Koistinen, what's up? Come in.

(Koistinen) Let's make this quick. Okay, do you want a beer?

(Koistinen) No, do you have one?

(Spora) Yes.

This can't be serious.

Don't you understand? Don't speak.

This is a nightmare. - Shh.

Sorry.

(Koistinen) So?

Good, that worked out great.

(Spora) Yes, indeed, I'm really good at it.

By the way, if you ever need someone for a gig, I'm in.

Tell Börje that too, okay?

(Koistinen) Can I go to the bathroom? (Spora) Can't. It's blocked.

He said toilet. Shit. ...

* Door opens *

* Koistinen moans *

* Koistinen farts *

* Splash *

* Koistinen moans *

* Cell phone rings * Oh, fuck. Shit.

Yes?

Yes, I got it. This Spora is really annoying.

Things will continue as usual now.

Don't worry about it, I'll take care of it.

You're Big Börje and that's what your people are for.

Yeah, I will. * Door closes *

* Suspenseful music *

I'll get in touch. (Spora) Yes.

You can always call him.

* suspenseful music *

* Koistinen laughs * Luxury apartments. Shit.

Hello?

Here you are.

Cash again? - Again.

I'm sorry, my online banking isn't working.

Everything's working perfectly at my bank. - We're switching banks right now.

Do you realize what a hassle it is,

to have to run to an ATM again?

Why should I do that? I'm not... So.

Which bank do you have? Always such crap.

A GPS device. I'm not taking one of those.

* slow music *

Fredrik Schoulten?

You probably don't remember me.

I'm Linda Saarniluoto, Mikael's wife.

We only met briefly. (Schoulten) And what do you want?

Well, I'll try...

I'm looking for Mikael.

The thing is, Mikael has disappeared.

And his business affairs aren't...

Well, I have to... I have to take care of it now.

(Schoulten) You're not getting anything from me if that's what you're after.

* Mikael is crying *

I hate that guy!

He's always been so heartless!

(Linda) My mother is the same.

* dynamic music *

I hate Fredrik.

* error tone *

I hate my father.

* Windows Startup Sound *

(Mikael) "Linda.

I knew you would find out the password.

and read this message.

I'm sorry, Linda. I had to do this.

The situation was like this Confused, she couldn't be untangled.

I failed and want to start over.

I feel guilty, because I love you.

But I know, that you will get through this.

You are strong, a queen.

Don't look for me, you won't find me.

You will meet someone better. Hugs, Mikael.

* Linda screams. *

* Linda screams. *

* Linda screams. *

* Linda screams. *

* Doorbell *

He didn't kill himself and wasn't blackmailed either.

That fucking coward

just starts all over again.

Oh, my poor darling, come here.

Okay, come on in.

Oh, come on in.

* Linda is crying. *

Let's take your coat off.

and then you sit down. ...

* Trigger *

* Message tone *

* Suspenseful music *

(Man) Now the other chick is gone and Spora is coming.

(Costine) Go inside, but don't do anything until I get there. - Okay.

* suspenseful music *

(Spora) Hey, what's going on? (Man) Go in there.

(Spora) Shit, man. - Hey.

Shut your mouth. (Spora) Stay out of it.

* Doorbell *

* Doorbell *

Fucking shit, old lady, where did you hide it? - What?

Spora, honey, I told you,

that Linda didn't have it, there was nothing in the toilet.

Koistinen didn't see us. - What's this about?

This.

My damn finger.

Koistinen cut off my finger,

because the fucking device is gone and he's a fucking psychopath.

A device? - Yes, do you have it?

A small GPS device. Was it perhaps in the bathroom?

The hiding place is in there. Do you understand that, you idiot?

No, I didn't see anything like that there.

He was just taking a dump and we were behind the shower curtain.

You knew perfectly well that no one could be there when Koistinen came.

Shit, damn it, we agreed on that.

I forgot about that, sorry.

Okay, listen.

You call your doctor.

You definitely have a plastic surgeon. - What?

It needs to be sewn back on.

That's a bit late, isn't it? - What?

Well, there's a window of time and if it's exceeded...

Brand, Google it, what needs to be done.

There's a fucking window.

It says here that you should put it on ice.

And that it has to be sewn on within two hours.

Damn it, it was in my jacket pocket.

Why didn't you just Google it,

when Koistinen came out with the scissors again?

I'm sorry, that's awful, excuse me.

Come on, let's go, damn it.

Hey, hey, please take your finger with you.

Don't come crying to me, don't bother me.

What am I supposed to do with that?

Shove it up your pussy and pay your debts.

Fucking Koistinen, shit. - Sorry.

I tried to explain to Spora,

that we didn't see a device. (Spora) Brand, come on, let's go.

This thing with the finger is really annoying.

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