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"Memoirs of Thordur Agustsson"

Why this sudden love of the truth?

Since I'm writing this bullshit,

what's the sense in lying?

Is that why you've called the children

back all of a sudden?

They're entitled to find out

before anyone else.

Charles-de-Gaulle Airport. Hurry.

They'll idle it up for a living.

Good job they're being paid to stop.

They're old now, you know.

Assholes! Look beyond the present!

If we all thought that way,

we'd end up in Brussels.

Why live in lceland

if it isn't economically viable?

What'll they do

once they've chopped up their boats,

and sold the village's quotas?

They can't eat their Jeeps!

The world's changing.

People want better work for their kids.

In Europe, millions are on the dole.

Here, everyone has a job.

The Hamar, filled to the gunwales.

Bloody Mangi doesn't waste time.

200 tons, at least.

The cook's having a piss!

Isn't that Hrodmar?

You recognize him from here?

You bet.

He has kids with three of my friends.

A nice guy.

Don't blow it so hard.

The mucus blocks your sinuses.

Says who? -Axel, the doctor.

Is he sober now?

I have to listen to you snore.

Sleep, then you won't hear me.

Bloody hell!

It's like an international airport here.

Hello, Dad. -What do you want?

Haraldur and l have checked the accounts.

They're not looking good.

A unit this size can't be effective.

To be competitive on a global level,

we must merge. If we do that,

fishing and processing will become profitable.

Nothing's for sale here.

Neither me, nor the company.

Consider the offer before rejecting it.

Hell can freeze over first!

We have the quotas of 30 fishermen.

This place dies without us.

We want to make it work.

Rubbish!

You want to process on board the boats.

No more fish here.

Dad, that's progress.

In the wrong direction, you dickhead!

All you're doing is laying waste

to everything around you!

Shit! What a fucking mess!

I don't like the look of it!

I don't like the look of it at all!

The look of what? -What does he want?

Maybe he'll send us a bill.

I don't owe him a thing.

Why do you let them buy the quotas?

What can I do, go out and kill them?

The days of the sagas are over.

We can't compete with the rich guys.

They started out with nothing.

Not like you.

They have factory trawlers.

You refused to invest in one.

Hundreds would have been out of a job.

And so I'm stuck with a hundred

unproductive, rheumatic geriatrics.

The trawlers throw half the catch away!

It's criminal.

They reckon dead fish grow in the sea?

What's Mangi's rusty tub

doing at our quay?

We're buying his catch.

We don't buy fish from Mangi.

What has he done to you anyway?

None of your business.

That's childish, Dad. We need the fish.

I don't care if you hate him.

You won't buy one tail from Mangi!

You hear me?

The tub was filled to the gunwales...

Hi, Thordur.

How's the fishing?

Mind your own bloody business, Mangi.

And leave the women alone.

You've nothing to offer them.

Don't worry about him. You know him.

Someone catches fish, he gets depressed.

It's rumoured

you're selling the whole business,

moving to an old-age home in the city.

Go on believing those lies.

They say there's an indoor pool,

a sauna, a massage parlour,

a manicurist and a pedicurist.

They call it "Pedicure Paradise!"

You'll be like a pig in clover

with all the other ship owners.

Handy for the hospital,

a stone's throw from the graveyard...

What the hell's mother doing here?

Maria, try to take her home.

Bye, Thordur. Bye, Mom. -Goodbye, dear.

Send that old bag to the plant. She's fit,

she just refuses to die.

Hello, Kata. -What are you buying?

Were you told to spy on me?

Your feet are soaking.

Mind your own business.

Where's the cognac? -What brand?

The best.

I can't wait to see them.

Who's coming? -Thordur's kids.

I haven't seen Agust for two years.

Where has he been?

He went to France years ago.

To study business, remember?

Why are people always on the move?

Don't they get enough to eat here?

No smoking in here.

Want me to get you fired?

I started smoking too late in life.

The biggest mistake I ever made.

Let me smoke a little in before I die.

What a great view!

What the hell's going on?

I want to get away! Right now!

Stop it, Aslaug. No sense in this.

Everyone's staring at me! Why?

Why do they keep staring at me?

Isn't that what you're after?

You're done up like a Christmas tree!

Get out! I hate you!

What's wrong, Aslaug?

When will you get the fucking money?

I've done all I can.

The old man just won't sell.

You'll miss the boat, as usual.

Are you going to bankrupt us?

No, don't start that again, please.

Don't touch me, you creep!

After 3 stays in detox,

you're a joke!

Shut it, limp dick!

Why are you going round barefoot?

I'm not like the other oldies.

My feet are always boiling hot.

Put your socks on before they arrive.

Put them on before they arrive!

She can't hear you.

She hears what she wants.

Kristin was never happy in this house.

Only natural, it's not hers.

Why isn't it her house?

It was built for her sister.

Mom and I've been here over 20 years.

It's like these buggers never work,

they just kill each other all day long.

Then they get down on all fours

and start wailing like retards.

They should be sent to sea, be made men!

Forgive me.

We have to stand together.

We'll pull through, won't we?

Let's try to be nice to each other.

Kristin will have to give us collateral.

The house is in her name.

She's bound to help.

She adores you.

Putting up collateral won't kill her.

We've to get him to move to Reykjavik.

He'll only ever go feet first.

I won't end my days in this dump.

What do you need? T ell me one thing!

What do I need?

You can't imagine!

You haven't got a clue what I need?

No, I don't have the foggiest idea.

You'll never understand a thing.

Can't you see we're fucked?

Can I have the car keys?

What are you tarted up for?

I'm fetching Agust.

The bus isn't good enough?

Come on, give me the keys.

There's no need to dress like a tart.

I've made myself pretty for Agust.

Open the garage door before you back-out!

Thanks for giving me the dirty job.

Hello. -And to you.

What's new? -Not a lot.

She's put up the collateral for you?

Yes. Can we settle everything now?

These must be stamped. It can take time.

I need that money.

I know you do.

I'm doing something for the village.

We'll try to move it along.

This stays between us, okay?

Kristin's doing us a favour. No Thordur.

I understand.

Will you reopen my account, then?

As soon as I can.

But loan repayments take priority.

That's our procedure here.

Your wife...

How's she keeping?

Hulda? -Yes.

She's fine, as far as I know.

Driving licence.

I left it in my overalls. Sorry.

Car registration papers.

Bobo, I'm going to be late.

I don't know where the damn papers are.

The car hasn't been inspected for 2 years.

I ought to remove the licence plates.

What would Thordur say?

He doesn't run the police. -Are you sure?

Besides, you were speeding.

Okay, one.

Both.

No touching.

Cut it out! Stop!

I said no touching, you creep!

Hi, you old bastard.

Where did you get those tits?

These? -Yes.

They're organically grown.

Don't you like them?

Made in lceland, you bet.

She'll end up killing someone.

We need to have a word with the old man.

Too late. They say he's going to the city

Everything's going to the dogs.

If Thordur's moving to Reykjavik,

we had better start packing too.

Is that bloody ram back?

Didn't you take it up the mountain?

Damn it! That's does it!

Hello, Kristin. Good to see you.

You're as elegant as ever.

And you're as charming.

You're too good for Dad.

You got the sweater?

It saved my life in France.

The cold is colder there.

All this bloody racket!

Can't people get some sleep here!

Hello, Grandma.

You little bastard!

Where have you been? -ln France, Grandma.

Aren't the French a load of wimps?

They let Hitler walk all over them.

Hitler's dead.

Yes, so are the Jews.

The Germans have changed.

True, they'll all be Turks soon.

This is Francoise. We live together.

She's pregnant. By you?

She says she hopes so.

Hello, Dad.

How are you feeling?

I'm fine, except I'm bloody old.

Dad, this is my girlfriend.

Francoise Lassau.

Now the toilet cisterns are exploding.

What's in the cisterns?

Polluted gas from the ground, stupid.

Outside of fish, you know nothing.

Are you an ecologist now, Grandma?

No way! The green lot are all assholes.

People who won't eat whale meat

don't deserve to live.

I'll get rid of the channels

that the old bag watches all night long.

We should never have come into the wilds

in the middle of winter!

I'd have rather stayed at home.

Shut up, Morten.

Why? -You're boring us shitless.

Thanks for the money for my studies, Dad.

Let's hope it'll be put to some use.

Every ship needs a captain.

The people here need a leader.

You're here. -I've one foot in the grave.

What about Haraldur? -Too soft.

He got seasick when he went fishing?

Leaders should swallow their own vomit.

When do you graduate?

There's something I should've told you...

There's work waiting. -About my studies.

I'm not meddling in your studies.

And I have a girlfriend, Dad.

That's your business, not mine.

We're expecting a baby.

Kids are as happy here as anywhere else.

Dad, don't play deaf.

Francoise can't work here.

You want to let her support you?

Or am I supposed to give you money?

No, definitely not.

Threatening a court case!

Because we moored at "his" quay!?

He doesn't own it any more than I do!

Is it true you kissed my mother once?

At a dance, in front of everyone?

Damn it!

He can't bear a grudge for 50 years!

Do you think that's normal?

You shouldn't have kissed her.

I've a boatful of herring. What do I do?

Land it with me,

for a good price.

After all, you fancied my mother.

So there won't be another writ?

I'm the one who runs this company.

We need to restructure the firm.

Haraldur will answer to you.

It wasn't me paying for your studies

but the workers in the plant,

and the crews on the boats.

What'd your mother have wanted you to do?

We've a debt to the people here,

especially you.

It's their fishing quota, not ours.

We're just here to manage it

for the people and the community.

I can't run a fishing business.

Why the hell not?

You started work at 10.

I'm not the company's saviour!

You can't be sure of that

Agust, not many young men

get this kind of opportunity.

Make the most of it!

What are they saying?

Agust's after more money. It's obvious.

Excuse me. They're here.

Yum, herring. -It's not fit to eat.

It's fit for a king.

I ate it every day when I was a kid.

That's what's kept you young.

From New Year to the end of winter.

Dried fulmar, pickled herring.

And, Christ, did we fart! -Grandma!

We had the shits until summer.

We won't translate that.

Please, help yourselves.

How are your studies going? -Very well.

Are you going to do a PhD? -Yes.

Dr Agust. Impressive, huh?

You just need to write reams

about something totally insignificant.

Aren't you eating?

It stinks!

Is there any money in that?

Ask her, not me.

Shut your mouth! -Me?

Yes, you.

Please, have some more.

Why have you brought us back?

It's only natural to ask.

I'm not going to live forever.

You look pretty well, all considered.

Kristin, show her to her room.

I'll take her.

She's a real cutie.

She'll up and leave you soon enough.

Weren't you with a dancer before?

Not a dancer, Morten,

the whole company!

We come all this way to eat this shit

from beyond the grave!

Is there any Coke?

Coke was invented by the devil.

In hell, demons pour Coke

onto the parched gums of the damned.

Is this all there is?

T ake the kid down to the service station

for a burger and fries.

Me? Should I do that?

Yes, please.

Don't let your son die of hunger.

Who'll pay off your loans when you go?

What have you cooked up, Dad?

Are we getting Mom's bequest?

You've had it, Ragnheidur.

Not as far as I know.

Spent 10 years at film school in Poland,

Iearning to make nappy commercials.

You thought all that came free?

What's he planning, Kristin?

Have some more.

Make yourselves at home.

What do you say?

Come on, what do you say?

What do you say?

Is Haraldur sorting it all out?

All what?

A large or small portion of fries?

Fries? Yes

Large or small? -Large.

They sell their quotas,

then run off to the city to play with the billions.

Who's doing that?

You don't know what they do with it?

They play the stock market in Reykjavik.

Fried onions?

Coke?

Are you all right?

Yes, a Coke.

Family, king, big, small bottle or can?

Are you back, you bastard?

Fuck off out of here!

Go or you're for the pot!

Fucking moron!

What do we do about your father?

I've done what I can.

He owns the company, I don't.

How about setting the place on fire?

Are you well insured?

Do you know a good doctor?

A doctor?

His mind's starting to go.

We could have him certified.

Drastic measures may be required.

How do your brother and sister feel?

Could you get their backing?

What are we talking about?

What we're talking about...

Well, you could call it...

a good commission.

Maria...

Will you help me stuff the geese?

Chop the fruit. Come on.

I'll get some potatoes from the cellar.

Isn't that Bobo? As busy as ever.

Age 12, he couldn't write his name.

Why are you dressed as a policeman?

Switched from gym teacher to policeman.

It's the same whistle, right?

And he can still fondle the girls' tits

and the boys' willies.

And now he's getting into sheep.

You know it's a ram, right?

Out with it, Haraldur.

Is it a disaster?

We're not bankrupt, no.

You and Dad have no business sense.

You plod on like cavemen,

running job creation schemes for immigrants.

How much do you draw to stop quitting?

I've been working here since I was 10.

What have you two done?

You weren't fit for anything else.

But you've feathered your nest.

How much have you nicked?

Dad's not well, physically or mentally.

I wouldn't be so sure of that.

He seems clear-headed now, but...

He gives orders that make no sense.

People don't know what to think.

All the same, they respect him.

That's not respect, it's servility.

When we invested in the new boat,

he claimed his signature was forged.

And was it? -Of course not!

Who could get away with that?

He's going senile, that's all.

That opens up some possibilities.

I accept your offer.

I'll sort it out. You can count on me.

What a stink!

What did you say?

You stink of fish.

Is it true you hate men?

Women let men make fools of them.

It's pretty common.

Know what I do at night?

I chew my way through my quilt,

then I wake up covered with feathers.

Feel my heart. It's bursting!

I love that bastard.

I love him!

Pizza. -On Grandad's account.

Pizza in the middle of the day!?

So? -We were starving.

Where's your mother? -Sloshed in bed.

Enough pizza, okay.

The amount you order is half my salary!

So what?

Don't drown in Coke.

Don't choke on your temper.

Why are you asleep in the day?

Dad's asked us over for dinner.

That's going to be fun...

Let's act like grown-ups,

and try to get through it without disgracing ourselves.

So, Kalli? Where are all the fun people?

The place is full of foreigners.

No one wants to work in fish.

Just assholes like them.

They spend all night over a cup of tea.

Too cheap to buy a beer.

I have to charge the same for a teabag.

Is Haraldur diddling the company?

He's in a good position to.

So you think he's stealing?

I said he's in a good position to.

Who doesn't, if he's in a position to?

Abuse a position when possible.

You're right!

Do you have jasmine tea?

Jasmine?

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