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[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[SCHOOL BELL RINGING]

IDA: Hey, let's ban
the Redskins.

Let's ban
the Redskins.

Let's remove that
hurtful word

from the City Valley
Conference right now.

For good and forever.
Thank you.

That Ida girl
sure frowns on
the Redskins, huh?

Ban Redskins?

But don't we kick
their boompers
without her help anyhow?

Yeah. I don't
really think it's that.

I think she's just
disturbed by the name.

Ban the Redskins?

What?

Redskins is a
badass name.

And nobody's gonna
call their team

something meek
or bogus like

the Pussies
or something anyway.

Makes no sense.

Ban the Redskins?

We're better
than that, right?

They're better
than that.

THORVALD: Maybe
she's got a point.

Maybe you do, too.

Between your shoulders.

Hey, you taught me
that one.

Yeah, I know,
and see it works.

Oh--ow!

See, you need to say
you're sorry and maybe
I'll let you go in an--

Ow!

Hey, Sugranis.

Gavin.

What? He's my
chiropractor.

Got any candy?
What do you need?

Bun Bar, maple.

Vanilla only today,
Nyrop.

Hmm, sold.

Five bucks.

All right.

As you faced
the bleachers

under the bottom
bleacher, far right.

Well, hey,
hang on there now.

Where's you bag?

Well, you know principal's
not business friendly.

I can't afford
the exposure.

What if it's
not there?

I give you your money back,

and we don't do
business again.

[SIGHING] Oh, jeez.

All right, let's
give that word the bird.
Yeah.

Five bucks?

I'm a businessman.

Ban the Redskins?

Sweet.

You gettin' a jump
before the season
starts, Ida?

Oh, you betcha.

And we should never
play Deer Path High
as long as they play

under that
insensitive name
and logo, right?

Right.

Thank you.

Welcome.
Bye, Thorvald.

Bye.
I'd tap that.

Do your heist
on the street kid.

Her boyfriend
has a Buick, Sugranis.
Have you seen him?

Can't miss him,
Thorvald.

For him, a Buick's
a choking hazard.

Candy?
Do you have nut candy?

Five bucks.

That's morning prices.

Last one.

It's not a collector's
item, Sugranis.

Well, right now
it's a limited edition.

Yeah, and I'm
an angel investor.

Well, then there'll be
a rebate in future, Angel.

Step up.
Hi, Sugranis.

Oh, hi, Mrs. Thorvald.

How was your day, Thorvald?

Mom, I feel offended

as a Norwegian-American
by the Vikings name,

logo and mascot.

That's your home team.

I know.

Well, they don't mean
anything by that.

Like the Redskins.
Yeah.

Now, can you help me
with the groceries from
the car, please, son?

SUGRANIS: Did you get milk?

MRS. THOVSON: I did. Okay.
SUGRANIS: I'll get the milk.

You should draw up
a petition, son.

Will you sign it?

Oh, no. I like
the Vikes.

You know it's
a slang term, right?

So?

Well, your dad makes
a good point, son.

Viking is a strong
stoic figure in
the spirit of the game.

It's kinda fun,
don't you think?

No.

They're not
ill intended, Thorvald.

Yeah, your uncle Bill,
he played high school ball
for the Pekin Chinks.

Oh, no! He did not!

Yeah, I was a Chink.
See?

MRS. THOVSON: Oh,
I don't know.

Oh, sure, a couple,
two-three seasons.

Remember that guy...
You were just
a little squirt.

Yeah, then Mom and Dad
moved us to the city,

and you went
to Chicago.
Mmm-hmm.

Oh, they didn't
call it that, though,
the team, right.

The Chinks?
They couldn't have
called it that.

Well, word around town
was if you dug straight
through the earth

from Pekin, you would
end up in Peking, China.

So Pekin, Peking,
China, Chinks.

I mean, you know,
that was their math on that.

Well.
Right?

Because what kind
of idiot is trying to dig
all the way to China.

I mean you gotta
plan for that.

Yeah, you do.

You think I'm being
an a-hole, don't you, Dad?

We're all a-hole, son.

Except for your mother.

Oh, no, I'm an
a-hole too, yeah.

We're all a-holes.

Uncle Bill's accent,

is the audio equivalent
to the scent of a skunk

and its repelling
qualities.

Mmm-hmm, right.
See? I'm an a-hole.

The point is
not to act like one.

Yeah, unless it's funny.
Then...

Sugranis is outside
the window, son.

I mean if you used
that word today,

they'd lock you up,
Which word?

That, that word.
Chink?

Oh, I don't like
to say it.

But it's the name
of the team.

I'd--but it's--
I mean it can't be
any more.

Did you see
the mascot?

Well, what was
the mascot?

It was a small little
diminutive man.

Oh, my goodness.

War head, it was made--

Well, what about
the students who were

you know who were
from over there?

Were they upset?
We didn't have any.

No, they weren't
any of those.

There was nobody?

No.
Not even a one.

No, not that--
Unless we didn't see them
because they were so small.

There might have been.
Oh, no, they were
not hiding.

They may--
They were crafty too.

No... I don't know.
Yeah. Yeah.

You--you're just
fooling me.

Yeah, we're good
in the math quest.

Really good.

I've heard that.

But not good drivers,
that's what they say.

But that's not all,
goodness, we're
just the worst.

Here.

Sweet.

Sign our petition
to change the name
of the Vikings?

We find it disturbing,
don't you?

Sign our petition.

It's disturbing.

No. Sugranis,
the petition
isn't disturbing.

Using a discriminatory
and defamatory term

for the team name is.

Take a flyer.

Here, take a flyer.

Flyer.

I like your occupy
the mall idea,
Thorvald.

It's a good one, right?
Yeah.

I could recruit
some more guys
for next time.

Yeah. This is a
pretty good
dry run though.

Yeah, it is.

Sign our petition
to change the Vikings.

Oh, no. You guys okay?

Yeah.

Do you need
help up?

No.

Okay. Excuse me.

Bye.

What're you doin'?

We're trying to persuade
Baker High's Vikings

to change their name
because it's offensive
to Norwegian people.

[SCOFFS]

You're the Baker kid?

I think I've
seen him around.

Yeah, yes.

You Norwegian?

Norwegian-American.

How old are you?

I'm 15 and a half.

Okay. Well the Vikings
have been the Vikings

longer than you've been
a Norwegian, all right?

What about the
Baker Bandits, T-Bone?
That could be good.

Yeah, that could
be good.

[SCOFFS]

You can't just lay here
all day, Thorvald.

It's an act of
civil disobedience.

GUARD: On private property.

Sign our petition.

No. I'm gonna get a soft
pretzel. When I get back,
you better be gone.

Want a soft pretzel?

No, thank you.

I'll take an
Orange Julius.

[SIGHING] One...
two... three...

Hi, Thorvald.

Hi, Ida. Will you sign
our petition?

How's it going
down there?

Good. We're just hoping
to press Baker High

to change via strength
in numbers,

to change the name
and logo of the Vikings

because it fosters
an unkind stereotype.

That's our school.

I know.

Sign our petition.

Well, do you guys run
this by the faculty,

sitting council,
city council?

Suggestion box?
Front desk. Yeah.

IDA: Jeez, Thorvald.

If a person's not
Norwegian, they can't possibly
know what it feels like.

Well, goodbye Thorvald.

Good luck.
Thank you.

Bye.
Bye.

Coming to work, Thorvald?

Yeah.

I'll hold down the fort.

Here. Take a flyer.

You know, I can write you
a warning citation
for loitering.

Did you get
my Orange Julius?

Yeah, I got your
Orange Julius. It's at
the exit, let's go. Come on.

Come on, up.
Seriously?

No. Get, kid.

Now, don't forget
to clean the grill.

I mean, thoroughly
of course.

Okay.

Hey, look.

I"m a little conflicted
about this whole thing,
Thorvald.

Because you're
a good kid.

A good hard worker
and I like you.

See, on one hand...

I'm a Vikings fan,
a die hard.

Go Vikes!

And, I was the assistant
team manager in my
senior year,

and it would be
a shame for you
to mess that up.

On the other hand,
nobody cares.

So what're you really
gonna mess up?

So I can sign
your petition.

Because I like you
and nobody's gonna
see it, right?

Right.

What if somebody else
who likes you does see it?

Signs it and sees
my name?

They're gonna think that
I think there's good sound
thinking in that petition.

I mean, it's our own school
for crying out loud.

See? There's always
that to consider.

It's a gambit.

I can start
doing deliveries.

I get my license
next week.

We don't do
deliveries.

We could start.

Hm... I like
your thinking.

Of course, then you'll
be walking through
our mall and

I'd have to get
a delivery vehicle,

hey, don't forget
to wear a hat.

Even after hours.

Corporate approval
and compliance,

and paperwork,
I mean all that stuff
has got to add up.

I'm never gonna get
any of that done.

Who's gonna
insure you, Thorvald?

Who's gonna
insure you, buddy?

Cool.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]

Yeah, she's here.

What do you want?

Get his autograph.

Shut up. Um,
I'm Thorvald.

I know who you are.

Why F with the Yikes?

Because I...

What do you want with Ida?

Oh, she just did
such a great job with

the Redskin buttons.
I thought... you know...

Okay. You know she's angling
to change their name
to the Foreskins. Right?

How about that, huh?

Little T-Bone won't
be offended, will ya buddy?
That's disgusting.

You know she's just
doing this to mess
with the opponent.

Get in their head.

The big one. You know
knock them off their
game a little bit.

You should have refused
to play them until they
changed their oppressive name.

Yeah, forfeit? No way.

Hi, Thorvald.

Hey.

Be careful, Thorvald.

Don't mind Blaine.

I don't.

What can I do you for?

You can do me for free.

I think we need
some pins.

IDA: You know
Toby Johnson made me

a thousand buttons,
gave me a great deal.

I can ask him for you.

Uh, yeah, that
would be great.
Thank you.

Oh and then some.

Cute.
Yeah.

Do you have
a slogan?

I mean, you need a slogan.

Yeah, I was, uh...

I was kicking around,
"Dare to go Vikesless."

That's a good one.

Thanks. You know
it's not completely
on the path,

to 100% Vikes-free
environment just yet, but...

No, uh... it's good.

Thanks.

You know, people say
"Go Vikes"

you could say,
"No Vikes."

To the point.
I like it.
Yeah.

Thank you.
It's creative.

Thanks.

I mean thank you.
Are you an Indian?

No.

Cool.

And I'm not
a Scandinavian
either but...

I'm glad to help
the cause.

What about T-Bone?

Eh, Blaine. I mean...

Oh, no, don't sweat it.

Are you sure?
I don't wanna...

get you in trouble.

Yeah, I know...

I'm a multitasker.

You just let me know.

I'm gonna go.
Thanks.

Who are you?
Gavin.

Sugranis?
Gavin Sugranis.

All right.

Hey, Astrid.

Hey, loser.

What?

Not funny.

I thought we were
friends, yeah?

Uh... yeah, we are.

Really?

They were finally
going to ix-nay
this sexist rigmarole

and your aiming
to blow it for us.

Yeah, we're going
to be the Vikings
cheer squad for once.

Yeah, if you don't go
ahead and mess it up
right, Kari?

Yeah, lighten up
Norange, would you?

Aren't you guys
Norges too?

BOTH: So?

[ANNOUNCEMENT ON PA]

You're a dick.

Dick.

You two are freshmen.
You can't talk to me
like that.

This kid is not
even a freshman.

Yeah, that's right.
He's a genius, genius.

Dick. D-I-C-K.

Could you use that
in a sentence, please?

The Norwegian
is a dick.

Dick.

MRS. THOVSON: Thorvald.

THORVALD: Yeah.
No bombs in the yard, son.

THORVALD: Okay.

SUGRANIS: So what do you
think of that Ida?

I think she already is
who she wants to be
when she grows up.

She is?

Yeah. Do you know
anybody else like that?

No.

Me neither.

She's a citizen
of discipline.

And I want her.

No, you don't.
Do you?

We could use some
proper wisdom from
this guy. Look.

Elusive community
organizer.

Looks busy,
if you could see him.

That's because he knows
what he is doing, Sugranis.

Keep in mind I get
my wisdom from you.

Yeah.

Good luck finding him.

I'll be the activist,
you be the reformer.

No, we'll both be both.

Okay.

[DISTANT EXPLOSION]

Where did you get
blasting caps?

MRS. THOVSON: Thorvald!

I'm sorry.

[MAN YELLING] What?

Do you know
Manifestus Devers?

MAN: Who wants to know?

Uh, Thorvald.

MAN: What
do you want, cracker?

I'm seeking his help
regarding standing up
for the disenfranchised.

MAN: Get lost!

Hey, cracker.

Hey, hi.

God damn you white,
you mind if I
call you Cracker?

Uh, no.

Okay, Cracker. What're
you doing in this
part of town?

Do you know
Manifestus Devers?

Do I know Mani--
no, I don't know him.

He's around
from time to time.

Why? What do you
want with him?

I'm contacting him
regarding speaking out
for the disenfranchised.

Really?

And who is
disenfranchised?

I'm offended by
Baker High using
the name Vikings.

But you're cool with me
calling you Cracker?

'Cause I'm trying to help
local Scandinavians
who feel

the name "Vikings"
perpetuates a stereotype.

For real?

Unfortunately, yes.

And I could use
some help
rallying folks,

and, you know, pressing
Baker High for change.

I thought if I could
get some tips
from Manifestus...

You know, if
he's available?

Ah, look,
I don't know kid.

I suppose I could check
with him next time
he's around, you know.

Awesome.
Yeah. Awesome.

Yeah, and then some...

Okay, cool.
I'm just going to write
my cell phone number.

If you could have Manifestus
you know, give me a buzz,

shoot me a text,
that will be great.

And I'm actually
gonna give my home
number too,

uh, but they know me
as Thorvald there.

They won't know
what cracker means.

Why don't you put
your home address down?

You know, in case
Manifestus wants
to write you a letter.

In case he has
a spare moment.

Yeah, sure.

You're not worried
I might come to
your house and rob you?

No, why would
you do that?

Here.

Why don't you keep that?
Manifestus will contact you
if he's interested.

Will you sign
my "No Vikes"--

No.

All right. Bye.

All right.

Hey, kid.
Let me have it.

Thank you.
All right, now get your
ass outta here.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

Bye.
You want to go
this way though I think.

Okay, thanks.

Cracker.

Empty your pockets
and give me your money.

I don't have
any money.

Empty your pockets.

Ow!

Motherfuc--

Why did you hit me?
I did what you said?

Punched me in my back.
I know.

You're holding
that thing wrong.

Is this how you
were holding it?

Sideways, Cracker.

Damn it. I bet
it will still shoot.

Crazy Cracker.

My face hurts.

Mine too.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

Excuse me, young man.

Give me that
'n' word's gun.
Okay, son?

Afro-Americans?

African-American.

I thought you just
said the 'n' word.

Are you tattling
on me to
Officer Johnson here?

Officer Jonsson's
my partner.

I know of what
and whom
she speaks--

Oh yeah. Come on.
Take a seat.

Gonna fix you up.

What's the difference
between Afro-American
and African-American?

Ah... few years.

Oh, why?

Just to keep you
on your toes.

Why?

Okay, pretty boy.
How's that, huh?

Fine. Thank you,
Officer Jonsson.
Okay.

Jonsson. That's
Officer Johnson.

Now, you could use
a stitch or two.

Okay? Would you
like me to call you
an ambulance?

No.
No? Okay.

All right, time to
shove off, yeah?

Aren't you guys gonna
file a police report
or something?

Are you gonna
press charges?

No.

Then no.
Okay.

Will you guys
sign my petition?

Oh, no.
We like the Vikes.

We like the Vikes.
Heck yeah, "Go Vikes".
You betcha.

Get off my car.
Okay. Bye.

Yeah. Okay.

Good morning, Thorvald.
Morning, Thorvald.

Morning.

Oh, my goodness.
What happened
to your face?

You get bullied, son?

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY] No.

Would you bully back
if you did?

I try and be
a nice guy.

You're a pussy.

Oh, are you recommending
bullying, Dad?

Well, before you can be
a nice guy, you got
to be a good bully.

I don't wanna
be a bully.

Boo-hoo. Your mother
didn't want to take out
the trash.

But the kitchen would
stink to high heaven
if she didn't.

Ha! Good one, Dad.

Oh, jeez, oh, Pete...
Guy.

You yourself support
the anti-bullying movement.

Well, heck yeah.
I bowl with, uh,

Duke...
He's the chairman.

Oh, he's a nice man.

And a bully.

No, he's not.

Are you a bully, Dad?

No.

You've killed guys.

Well, the government said
it was okay. You can't do
that without permission.

Oh, now, heed your Dad
on this one, Thorvald.
I know.

Have you, like,
seen a man die?

Seen, heard, smell.
That's not the point, son.

I just don't want
you to be ill prepared
for adult life.

The best bullies are
very accomplished people.

There's a very good chance

that your future boss
will be a bully, you know.

Oh, now, you're not
a bully at work, Dad.

That's because I hire
bullies to run things,
sweetheart.

Heck, I'm all smiles.

Thorvald.
Yeah?

Find something that
you like that
everybody else likes.

Be better at it
than everybody else.

And then you can pick
and choose the company
you keep.

Bully for me.

Hah! Good one, son.

He gets that from you,
that sense of humor.
He's quick.

Yeah.
It's just that
quick wit, you know.

He's a fast one.

He's like buzz-buzz,
zing-zing.

What happened
to your mug?

I got socked
in the face.

More than once, huh?

Yep, twice.

By who?

I dunno, some guy.

MRS. THOVSON: Thorvald.

Yeah?

Your protesting
friends are here.

I put together a team.

Cool, Sugranis.

Okay, so Joey,

thinks Invisible Jimmy
is lazy.

Invisible Jimmy thinks
Joey says he does stuff
that he doesn't do.

Swentek says
he'll do it,

but wants a salted nut roll
for each signed page,

because he likes Vikings,
but he'll do it for food.

Wanda's up for it
because she's up
for Swentek,

and Joey is jealous
of Swentek.

Oh, and Jonas wants
a salt and nut roll

because he heard
that Swentek wants
a salt and nut roll.

They sound like
the home owners
association.

Yeah.

Excuse me. Hi.

Do you find
the Vikings offensive?

Of course, you did.

Okay guys, change.

This way it looks
like more kids are
showing up to sign.

Good one.

Anyone want buttons?

Awesome.

I want salt
and nut rolls.

It's you.

I know.

MRS. THOVSON: Thorvald?

Yeah, Mom?

MRS. THOVSON: Ida's here.

Yeah, yeah, I know.
Thank you.

Ouch.

Yeah.

These look awesome, Ida.

Thank you.

All right. Now we have
enough manpower

by lengths and
by the pound,

to block one full
block of doors,

at the mall, an act
of civil disobedience.

Let's do this.

But first,

salt and nut roll.

Hey.
Five bucks.

Oh, forget you.

We have a deal.

[BELL TINKLING]

You didn't have
to do this, you know.

Sure I did.

IDA: No Vikes!

ALL: No Vikes!

No Vikes! No Vikes!

Want some lefse?

Heck, yeah.

Did you make this?

Yeah, you betcha.

You're a good cooker.

Thank you.

Are you Norwegian?

No, remember?

Yeah.

My mom taught me.

Is she Norwegian?

No.

No Vikes!

[ALL CHANTING]
No Vikes! No Vikes!
No Vikes!

No Vikes! No Vikes!
No Vikes! No Vikes!

No Vikes! No Vikes!
No Vikes! No Vikes!

No Vikes! No Vikes!
No Vikes! No Vikes!

No Vikes! No Vikes!
No Vikes! No Vikes!

No Vikes! No Vikes!
No Vikes!

Are you Norwegians?

We're Americans.

Will you sign
our petition?

Lefse?
Oh, thanks.

What are you doing
with this kid, Ida?

Just laying around.

Tasty lefse.
Thanks.

You know what
he's up to,
don't you?

Yeah, I have a hunch.

Yeah?

You know what he made
in his pants in
first grade?

Kind of gross.
Yeah.

And he just kept
sitting in his chair,
wouldn't get up.

And then finally,
the teacher--

Who, Gaspar?
Yeah.

Oh, she's a strict one.

Yes, so Gaspar comes over
and makes him stand up,

and when he does,
a little pellet drops
out of his pant leg.

And then grosser still.

Tiny little cashew

just rolled right out
directly across
the floor, kind of

moist and fat.
Left a trail.

Skid mark.

Yeah. How about that?

Stinks a lot more
when it doesn't
hit the water you know.

Yeah, not to mention
a splash being more
graceful than a thud.

Pretty smoky
I'm afraid.

Good for laying it, Thorvald.

Thanks.

We're just trying
to look out for you, Ida.

Come on. Is that worse
than the worst thing
you've ever done?

I'm afraid so.
Yeah.

No.

What the heck
you mean?

Yeah, what're you
driving at?

IDA: I've done worse.

Two pieces.

Yeah, but you kept them
in your pants like
a normal person.

No. Shook them
right out and they...

fell out of my leg,
rolled both of them.

IDA: Bye.

Come on, Ida.
We're going.

No, I'll be home later.
I'll see you there.

Hey, Norwegian kid,
how you been?

Good. Thanks, Blaine.

Would you happen
to like the thrashing
of a lifetime today?

No. No, thanks.

You sure? 'Cause it's free.

GUARD: Hey!

You guys gonna leave?

No Vikes! No Vikes!
No Vikes! No Vikes!

No Vikes! No Vikes!
No Vikes! No Vikes!

[ALL GASPING]

That was a drill.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER
ON POLICE RADIO]

[BELL TINKLING]

We just got
busted, huh.

Yeah.

Well, we are probably
in a good way.

Yeah, yeah, we are
and that's the key.

IDA: Yeah.

Hey, sign a petition?

Sorry.
Oh, here.

You can check it out online.

And here's a pin.

Thanks.

Bye.

You made cards?

Yeah. And a website.

Check it.

That is badass.

Thank you.

No, thank you.
That's seriously
awesome.

Oh, and then some.

Yeah.

Oh, sorry if I got
you in trouble with
Blaine earlier too.

Oh no, he's okay.

Sign our petition?

Equal pay for women.

Ah, sure, yeah.

You?
Oh, no. I'm good,
thank you.

You sure, you can
always be a better
woman, you know.

I hear ya, but
I'm still working on
being a better person.

Thank you.
Bye.

Should have
had a card.

Yeah, she should have.

Why didn't you sign that one?

Well, as long as
minimum wage is the same
for everyone,

I'm good to negotiate
up from there.

Oh, a capitalist.

It's what our country
is founded on.

And the great thing
about our country is

that if you prefer socialism,
then you can get a
government job,

or work
for a union.

Whatever is more fun for you

Options.
Options.

Uh-oh.

Bye.

Bye.

You're not gonna
make me walk,
are you?

Well how did you
get here?

To the mall, you know.

I... I walked.

Well?

I'm sorry I made you
come get me.

The police made me
come and pick you up.

Okay, I will accept...

the blame on
their behalf then.

Do you have
Norwegian pride, Mom?

Oh, sure, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.

You don't dress
like a Norwegian.

I do when I'm pillaging.

If I sign
your petition,

will you cease and
desist all of this mischief?

No.

I didn't think so.

Mom?
Yeah.

Will you sign
my petition anyway?

Oh, no.

And furthermore,
if the Vikings
had a petition

demanding you change

your name from Thorvald,
I wouldn't sign
that one either.

So, you weren't seeking
to anger and provoke when
you named me Thorvald?

[LAUGHING]

No.
Thanks.

Thorvald.

Remember when Dad and I
taught you and your brothers

sticks and stones
may break my bones

but words will
never hurt me?

Yeah.

You think maybe
you've outgrown
all that now?

Ida can't play today.

Why?

Because football
season's starting.

And I can't afford
the bad press at this time.

Blaine, my mom can
pick me up. I'm not
teensey okay?

It was fun.
Then I'm done.

I'll handle this.

Oh yeah, you sure
can't handle this?

Oh, oh, yeah?

Yeah.
Yeah?

[IDA GIGGLING]

Uh, look, I...

It's my fault.

I know, I know.
That's why we are
having this conversation.

I'm sorry.

IDA: No, it's okay.

Well, it's not.

Go away.
And "Go Vikes".

IDA: "No Vikes".

[IDA GIGGLING]

Cracker!

Oh. Hi.

Cheer up, kid.

Oh. Hi.

You ever think about
taking a more
militant approach?

We performed an act
of civil disobedience today.

Yeah, I know.

You do?

Yeah, and I think
your message is getting...
lost in the civil part.

Have you seen
Manifestus?

No, I haven't seen him
but I know he would

tell you to get it
together, kid.

I mean you gonna
have a problem
getting your point across

if you're just
lying around
feeding your face.

And la-li-dah-ing away
whenever they ask.

You got
to be militant.

Stand your ground.

It was some
tasty lefse.

What the hell that mean?

Uh, lefse, it's this
Norwegian bread

kind of like tortilla,
I don't know. Ida always
makes it, little sweet.

Okay.

[SIGHS]

Joey's mom thinks
it's Invisible Jimmy's
fault.

Invisible Jimmy's
Invisible Dad thinks

it's Joey's fault.

Either way, they're
both out. Here.

"No Vikes".
Thank you.

Swentek's folks
blame you,

but Swentek says he's
still in but it will take
two salt and nut rolls.

Wanda's still
into Swentek.

But her dad likes
the Vikes,
so she's out.

And Jonas
is grounded.

So no salt and nut roll
for him, no troops
for us.

You know, maybe
we should just stop

sending children
into combat anyway.

What about me?

You're a special
species of child,
Sugranis.

But you should probably
consider abstaining as well
I'm afraid.

I can't protest
today, Sugranis.

I have to work.

All right.

No Vikes! No Vikes!
No Vikes!

No--what? Oh!

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

You can't break up
with me, you're not
with me.

Ida, I think you might be
reading into this more than

than I've been
reading into this.

Then what is this?

This is time to go.

Employees only in
the kitchen, Thorvald.
You know that.

She is technically
an employee.

Of the competition.

There's proprietary
information back here,
lad, criminy!

They don't call it
secret sauce for nothing.

And you,
Miss corporate espionage.

I know what
you're up to.

Chop, chop, let's go.

Bye, Thorvald.

Come on, chop, chop.

I leave you alone
for one second.

Keith didn't even know
we changed.

Oh...

Cool.

Do you think
you're fired?

No, I have
to work tomorrow.

Oh, hey, keep
the cans ready.

You can negotiate about
our deal, another
dive in the foot, right?

Oh, like you did?

No, not saying that, but...

I've had enough that
you can tell.

I got this.

MAN: Hello.

Hey, would you like
to sign our petition

and change the name
for the Vikings?

Thanks, but no, thanks.

We like Vikes.

Will you sign
our petition, sir?

Oh, heck, no.

Please?

No.

Well, do you sympathize
with the plight of
American-Norwegians?

MAN: Go Vikes.

[DOOR LOCK CLICKS]

You sure you don't want my help?
I mean, I was pretty
effective there.

Listen, Ida.

I don't want
to disrupt your life
with this stuff.

You're not.

No, I know, but I--
I feel like I am.

I would know if
you were disrupting
my life.

And I like to disrupt.
I love this stuff.

What stuff?

This stuff.

So, is that why
you're here?

This... stuff?

Yeah.

Isn't that why
you're here?

Well?

Thanks.

For what?

Uh, for taking one
for the team for one.

What the heck
are you talking about?

Well, Blaine was gonna
administer a fierce
walloping on me--

I didn't take one
for anyone.

for you, me,
for any team.

Thorvald.

Well, that was
for one.

And for two?

Just thanks.

For real.

I mean, come on,

we wouldn't even be here
f it wasn't for you.

Ah, but...

I think we got it
from here, okay?

Okay? We got it
from here on.

No Vikes, right?

You can't just
ditch me, Thorvald.

Thorvald.

Yeah.

No more thankses.

Uh, no, but that was
a lot of thankses
right there, just now.

He just ditched you.

Hi, will you sign
my "No Vikes" petition?

Ida!

Hi, Paula.

Um, hey, babe.

How's it going?

Will you sign
my "No Vikes"
petition please?

Okay.
Thank you.

Uh, no. No can do.

Go Vikes.

You're such a jerk.

And you can have him.

You're just all kinds
of sorry, aren't you?

Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry
about that.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

Hi.

Oh, hey fellas.

What're you gonna
do with him anyway?

Take him for a ride.

Yeah, we're just
gonna bring him
back here, right?

Maybe.

You sure not gonna
keep him, are you?

What would you do
with him, stand him up
in a corner?

Yeah, or sit him down.

You have to let him out
to do that too.

So?
So?

So it's a waste of time.
Why don't we save a step
and drop him off now?

Okay, get up.

Release the petition,
Norwegian.

You need a hand?

No, I dead lift
495. I got this.

That's five plates.
Five on each side.
Ten plates.

Shut up, Turdslinger.

Sure you don't
want any help?
Yes.

Hey, hey, hey.

You said yes.

Yes, I'm sure.
No, I don't need
any help.

Release the tricycle.

WARREN: Jeez,
what do you do
for your grip, kid?

BLAINE: Shut up, Turdslinger.

See ya.

I'm driving.

[ENGINE STARTING]

Cracker.

Oh, hi.

You wanted advice?

You heard from
Manifestus?

You know the little monkey
inside your head
banging cymbals?

Yeah.

You need to tell him
to chill out.

And how do you know
it's a him?

You're not listening.

Yes, I am.

You know, I can
look at your mug

and tell that you're
thinking about what
you're gonna say next.

You're not paying heed,
so you need to tell

the little monkey
to chill out.

Okay.
Okay what?

Okay,
I'm listening.

All right. Now
you remember

we talked the other day
about the militant thing.

Ah, stand my ground.
Yeah.

Well, maybe
not so much
of that.

I mean forget
about it.

Are you
stalking me?

Yes.

Cracker.
Yeah?

You don't care about
the Vikings being
called the Vikings.

Yeah, I do.

Well no one else does.

Are you saying
Norwegians aren't
easily offended?

No. I'm saying
Norwegians aren't
a downtrodden people.

But we can dog pile
the Redskins?

Are Indians
a downtrodden people?

They have casinos.

Casinos are good.

Okay, first.
It's native Americans.

And native Americans
have been a downtrodden
people for generations.

Isn't it called
Indian gaming?

Semantics.

And what do you know
for Indians any how?

Ah, kid got the tip
of his nose but
not for one.

One?

Yeah, just one.

One what?

One little, two little?

No. An Indian.

One signifies
the object
or thing.

Yeah, it's just a word,
right? Not a thought
or an idea.

You know, we could just be
giving a lot of weight
to a word if you ask me.

I didn't.

And if you keep reminding
everyone how repressed
and downtrodden you are

don't you think you'll
always be seen as
repressed and downtrodden?

Sort of a catch-22, yeah?

If I keep reminding?

One keeps reminding.

So now you're
lecturing me?

No, you're a grown-up.

POLICEWOMAN:
Excuse me. Stop
where you are.

Move.

Okay, what
did I do?

So, a man can't
walk down a sidewalk?

Or is it because
I'm a black man

walking down
the sidewalk,

I'm faceplanted
in the grass.

You know
black lives matter.

I don't see all of you
messing with Cracker.

Well, he didn't run
when he was told
to stop.

Yeah, but I'm not
running now, am I?

OFFICER JONSSON:
Because you can't.

Oh, because I can't. Duh.

Ain't that how you guys...

I'm a citizen.
Thanks for caring.

And that knee
to the neck.

That can't be in
the Officers' manual, is it?

Oh, sorry.

Get up.

Excuse me. He didn't do
anything, he's my...

ah... cousin.

Huh?

Yeah, my grandma
is an "n" word.

Tough.

It's her word.

That's right--
Oh, oh, it's him.

That young man, you know.
The guy... the kid.

Yeah it is.

You betcha.

Him? What're you
talking about?
Him who?

I--Cracker.

Saltine-America.

How the heck are you?
How's the cut?

It's fine, yeah.

Oh, okay.

First world problem?

It's a first
world country.

Jeez.

You are a citizen.

What?

This here is Manifestus Devers.

OFFICER JOHNSON:
The elusive
community organizer?

Nobody's ever
seen him, kid.
It's a good gimmick.

I like your work,
Manifestus.

Do you know Banksie?
Mmm-mmm.

[CAMERA CLICKING]

Well, [CLEARS THROAT]

Okay, then.

Yeah?
Yeah?

You guys, uh,
stay off the grass.

There you go.

Uh, it's not
your grass.
Okay?

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

MRS THOVSON: Thorvald, dinner.

THORVALD: Okay.

Oh, would your friend
like to join us?

Would you like to have
some dinner, young man?

Uh, I don't want
to impose.

Oh, no
imposition whatsoever.

I hope you like
a good pot roast?

You know, Dad,
Manifestus is a
community organizer.

Of course. [CLEARS THROAT]
I recognize him.

I recognize you.

No, it's lie.

It's a Cracker thing.

Cracker?

Of course,
we got crackers.

Hilda, can you fetch
some crackers

for our guest here?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Oh, thanks Dad.

Yeah, I recognize you.

Here you go,
some crackers.

Thank you.

Not like a good
pot roast with Mrs. Thovson.

I got to tell you,
yours is a damn sight
better than good.

Oh, thank you
very much,
Manifestus.

and please
call me, Hilda.

Hm, good crackers,
Hilda.

I'm not ordinarily
a cracker person,
but I like these.

Oh, we make our own
crackers here.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Uh, I want
to thank you guys
for a wonderful dinner

and most excellent company
but I got to get going.

You get enough crackers?
Yes.

Do you want
to take some
crackers with you?

Oh yes, some
road crackers.

Uh, well, I'll walk
Manifestus to the door.

Oh, you're just gonna
put those in your pocket.

Yeah, yeah.

Thank you very much.

Bye.

Nice to see you.
You too. Peace.

Oh.

Are you going to
go out in this rain?

Yeah. That's what
this is for.

Oh, you're like that
every night?

Yeah, yeah.

You know why
stereotypes exist,
Cracker?

Uh... because
of the man?

Because of the who?

The man.

Look at you.
The man.

Stereotypes exist
because they are true.

But there are exceptions
though, right?

Be pretty boring
if there weren't.

Is your job boring?

Why do you ask me that?
Because I am black?

You're black?

Ah.

I don't know. I guess
it can be pretty predictable
from time to time.

But I figure most jobs
are little boring sometimes
though, right?

Nah.

Well, thanks for dinner,
Thorvald.

You're welcome,
Manifestus.

Hey, you know what?

Here.

I believe this is yours.

I've been looking
for this forever.
This is my granddad's.

Yeah, same name.

Yeah, we also were
big readers, so...

we have more than
just that in common,
I guess.

Expired in '82.

Oh, no. He...
he passed in '05.

The card.

Oh, yes, yeah. He...

Hey, I'm really,
I am glad to have
it back, thank you.

Yeah, my cousin,
Reciprocity, came
across it.

Reciprocity?

Well, his aunt
spells it
L-A-R-R-Y.

Oh.

Pretty troubled kid
if you ask me.

Well, he means
well, right?

No.

Oh, cool.

Hey, where is the--
Where is what?

Nothing.

Look. I've ripped
people off, and I've
been ripped off.

Neither one is a good feeling.

Thanks.

Thank your cousin,
Reciprocity, for
finding this.

Thank you.
Yeah, he'll
appreciate it.

All right, I'm
out of here.

Wait.

You're not afraid
I won't return it?

Why wouldn't you?

You're all right, cra--

You're all right, kid.

See you around.
Yeah.

Hi, Thorvald.

Hey, Tova.

They fired you
across the way, yeah?

Uh, yeah. Keith did.

He's not so nice.

Yeah, he's okay.

I was kind of
asking for it.

Hey, thanks for
going back for us.

Uh, yeah.

Norwegians?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Who would have
even thought that

anyone would have
thought to stick up
for Norwegians.

Who even knows
what a Norwegian is.

Aside from a Norwegian?

Sounds like something
you'd find in your
grocery's freezer

or next to the right?

Uh... sure...

But you did.
You went to battle for us.

Yeah, yeah,
I suppose I did.

Yeah, so I'll
sign the petition.

Really?

Yeah.

Uh, okay.

Here you go.

You know, I don't
really care.

You don't.

No, but I like
that you do.

Oh.

So, uh, going
to Turnabout?

Uh, no.

Do you want to?

Okay. Cool.

Cool.

Cool.

I'm going to go out
on a limb and say
I'm a savage dancer.

[CLANGING]

Savage.
Savage.

All right.

So, I'll see you around.

Uh, yeah, here.
I'll see you.

Yes. We work here.
Yeah, yeah.

Yes.

Oh, so... yeah.
All right.

Bye.

Homework?

Yeah, Jorgensen.

I had Jorgensen.
Really lays it on you.

Yeah, a bit
here and there.

I can't believe
you got fired.

I can't believe
I got you fired.
I'm so sorry.

And here you were
not wanting to get
me in trouble.

No, no. You didn't
get me fired.

But I can
easily believe
I got fired.

I mean even if
Kieth didn't,

like want to can me,
he kinda had to.

I broke the rules.

They got delivery now.

Cool.

What do you like
in a lady, Thorvald?

Uh, what?

Like a girl.

What's fun for you?

Why?

I don't know.

Probably your
conversation maybe.

You're not gonna
ditch me again,
are you?

No... Um...

Right. Lots of stuff.

I suppose.

Well, give me some stuff.

Some stuff.

Yeah, a thing.

A thing.

I dunno. I guess it's...

Cool, when you can just...

Hang out with someone

you know, you could
be doing nothing.

Even just sitting
with a room...

It's a cooler place
because you're both
in it, you know.

You ever get
that feeling?

I probably make no sense.

Sorry, um...

But yeah, that's...

Some stuff.

Yeah.

Some stuff.

I mean, there's
like other stuff--

No, don't. That
was a good stuff.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Are you going
to Turnabout,
Thorvald?

Yeah. Are you?

Oh no. Blaine's a senior.
He's not really into that
Turnabout stuff.

Yeah. Yeah, I guess.

I'm in Blaine's spot.
Right.

Um... I should,
I should---

Oh, no. It's no...

It's everybody's spot.

You're not going to lay
in front of the doors
today, are you Thorvald?

No.

Okay, then.

He's not...
mad, is he?

No, he would be
counting.

Okay.

Yeah.

Well, bye.

Bye, Thorvald.

What do you think?

Uh, I think I shouldn't
have told you T-Bone's
wisecrack.

I was there, remember?

Yeah, I brought you there.

It's kind of in poor taste
don't you think?

Yeah, we are painting it
all around the stadium.

And inside the Redskins
locker room when they
come to town this weekend.

I think you may be starting
to push the line of civil
disobedience, Sugranis.

Well, I think that
you wish you
didn't fire me.

Your mom called my mom.

You got kicked out
of the mall.

You fired you.

Thanks to you.

All you have is the mall
and a lousy petition,
Thorvald. That's it.

I'm moving on.

Got a new
cause now, anyhow.

Go Vikes School.

How's school, Sugranis?

Oh, nice pipe bomb.

It's just a smoker.

Should we be concerned
you're radicalized then?

No.
Is my son
your accomplice?

I'm not his mariot.
He's not my mariot.

Marionette you mean.

Yeah.

Fire crackers
in the backyard, boys.

No, we are on our way.

Bye Mrs. Thorvald.
Bye.

Oh, here, souvenir.

And thanks for
horning in on my girl.

What the heck
do you mean?
Ida.

Ida?

Sugranis, she's
not your girl.

So you admit it.
You're horning in.

Ida's in high school.

And I had her
in missile lock.

You knew that.

Jeez.

Don't mock a man
when he's down.

You sucked me
into your little plan

and I fell for her
hook, line and sinker.

Got to get her on your
own now though, Thorvald.

You're welcome.

Let's go.

Can I help?

Uh, yeah.

Say your name.
Thorvald Thovson.

No, when they answer.

Why?
Because it's Norwegian.

It is.
See?

Hi.

Hi, I'm Thorvald Thovson,

and I'd like
to introduce you to...

"No Vikes".

Campaign that aims to
petition Baker High Vikings

into changing
the team name
into something

less offensive.

A lefse?
Oh.

Lefse.

Yeah. Oh... oh.

Mm.

Delicious.
Thank you.

I actually have
my potato mix

in a stockpot
in the garage
right now.

Coincidence.

Yeah. I put it in
overnight to cool.
You know.

Of course.
And who has room
in the fridge?

Yeah.

Actually, I have some, uh,

Kringle in the icebox.

Would you like
to come in

and help me
whip that up?

Yeah.
Sure.

Some folks
call this kringla.

That's more
the cookie version.

So, one cup of sugar
and the cream?

Yeah.

Pearl sugar, one cup...

Are you Norwegian?

Oh, no. But he is.

My, you sure look it.

Little round face.

Friendly.

Thanks.

And you sure know
your way around
the lefse.

My mum taught me.

Oh, is she Norwegian?

No.

Well. My mother
taught me too.

Like this.

I put Nutella
in my kringle.

Mmm-hmm, yes.

[WHISPERING]
Do you put Nutella
in your Kringle?

No, I've actually
never made
Kringle before.

But I'd like to try.

As well you should, dear.

Here, stir this.

So easy.

Is this your
mom's recipe?

Oh, no.

Fruit, pecan, cinnamon,
that sort of thing...

was more for her.

And me too.

Would you like to
sign our No Vikes
petition now?

Oh, no, no.
I like the Vikes.

Yeah.

I'm a graduate.

Ta-da!

Hi, I'm Thorvald Thovson

and would you like
to sign our petition

to change the name of
the Baker High Vikings
to something less offensive?

You know,
I caught that
at the door.

You can call me
Gunnar I suppose.

Introduce me
to your friend,
Thorvald.

I'm Ida.
Yeah, she's Ida.

Ida. Last name?
Esther.

Ida Esther.

So Gunnar, I--
What?

What?

What're you going
to change the name to?

Um... we have lefse too.

How old?

Recent.

Mmm-mmm.

Maybe the wolves,
they are indigenous.

Sure yeah, it's
a good one.

You know, it's
a little far north

but strong...

Catchy. Might have to
answer to Peta on that though.

Oh, no, no. We could
name them like
the bullheads.

Yeah.
No, that's not a nice thing
to call a Norwegian.

Uh, but we'd
obviously change
the logo

to a bullhead you know
the fish,

no Norwegians.

What's wrong with
the Norwegian?

Nothing. You know
my dad's a Norwegian.

IDA: Yeah.

His friends call him
Swede though.

GUNNAR: Oh, that's not good.

Tell me, son.

What would you dad
suggest we name
the team?

Uh, no. He actually
likes the Vikings.

Me too.

Thanks for the
snacks though.

Oh, you're welcome.

Oh, sit back down, Ida.

Here.

[NERVOUS LAUGH]

I was born in Norway.

Oh, really?

You don't
believe me?

Oh, no, no, no.
I do, yes. I do.

You don't really sound
like you're, you know,
Norwegian, sir.

Well, my folks wouldn't let us
speak Norwegian around
the house once we moved.

Why not?

Oh, we... figured
we were here now
I suppose.

Yeah, and what
about your folks?

No, no, no, not
so much. They, eh,

they, you know,
they took to learning
the language too.

After about
a year or so,

I recall my mom
saying...

she dreamt in English.

[CHUCKLING]

It's pretty cool.

And later on,
you know, we'd

grown up a little bit.
We teased Mom and Dad,

you know, about
their accents
from time to time.

Brats, you know.

Yeah.

Well, Gunnar,

have you heard about
the petition to change

the Deer Path High
Redskins' name?

You know, I read
up on it a little.

Yeah?

Well, you have a petition
to change the name of
the Redskins too, young lady?

Oh, no, not handy.

Well, if you have one,
you come back and, and...

and then be sure to
bring some of them
sweets if you don't mind.

You know, I'd sign
that petition.

Oh, not this one?

You know, I think maybe
Indians care more about

what people call them
than us Norwegians do.

You know, I might want
to put my name down on

something that meant
something to somebody.

Yeah.

He was cute.

Hm, yeah, I think
he felt the same of you.

Are you going back?

Will you come
protect me?

Ida Esther.

Warren Turdslinger.

Hey, fags.
THORVALD: Hi.

I'm not a fag.

Well then, he is.
He just admitted it
by saying, 'hi'.

Is 'hi' a fag thing?

Yeah, it is now.

I'm a lesbian.

Ha, tell that
to T-bone.

How?
Exactly. Where's T-bone?

Ida?
Yeah, where is he?

Yeah, where is he, Ida?

I don't know.
He was around here, somewhere.

What're doing with
my buddy's girl, bro?

I am nobody's girl.
I belong to myself.

Oh really? Esther.

It's pronounced Esta.

Hey, if I wanted
any lip out of you,

I'd rattle my zipper,
meatbag.

Yeah, shut up, meatbag.

Shut up, meatbag.

Yeah meatbag,
shut up.

What did you
just say, meatbag?

Oh, it's pronounced Esta.

Only other Esta's
are allowed to call
her Esther, so...

unless you're
an Esta, it's
not Esther.

What did you guys
just say?

We said, "shut up,
meatbag".

Yeah, shut up,
meatbag.

Yeah, shut up,
meatbag.

Yeah I agree
with those guys.
Shut up, meatbag.

What's with you, kid?

I don't know.

Aren't you afraid
you're gonna get
your ass kicked?

No.

Oh, so you think
you can kick my ass?

No.

Can you believe
this kid?

You can give him
a thrashing, Turdslinger,

but you'd just be beating up
a sophmore.

Big darn deal.

Yeah, what happens
if he got lucky and
snuck one in on you?

Oh--never happened.

It's a lose-lose.

Yeah, so, peace?

Oh, shit!

[GRUNTS]

Ah, damn it.

Warren, are you
an Esta?

Hey, Turdslinger.

Yeah?
Let's get out
of here.

Oh, let's get out of here.
Is that what they do
in the third world, bro?

Emerging market.

Well, here we don't
get of here, okay?

We have fun.

Yeah, yeah.
Somewhere else though.

Ber's right.

I mean, how much fun
are you gonna have here?

Yeah, come on.
What're gonna do?

Right, let's get
out of here.

Oh, wait. Sign
our petition?

No, sorry.
No time.

Well you know,
you guys might have
little Scandinavians one day.

You don't want them
to grow up in a world
of repression, do you?

No.
No.

What're you
moose doing?

We're from
Scandinavia.

WARREN: Blaine's
gonna hear about
this, Esther.

Esta.

It's Ida Est--

Shut up, meatbag! Aah!

Bye, guys.
Bye.

Bye bye.

You're my hero.

Me too.

You're your hero?
No.

You are.

Aw, shucks.

You got those
guys to sign.

Yeah.

How did you
do that?

I don't know.

I think they just
wanted to go.

Yeah, I had Turdslinger
on quite the run.

Yeah, you did.

I mean we were close

to like a signature
once or twice.

Yeah, we were.

Folks really seem
to like the Vikes though.

Yeah, they do.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Do you--
Oh. Give me.

Thorvald?

Yeah?

Thor...

Yeah.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

You kind of like
the Vikes, don't you?

People keep telling me that.

Well, do you?

Yeah. I mean...

Even if I didn't
it's just a word.

Yeah.

Do you like
the Vikes, Ida?

I'm afraid so.

School.

Well, thanks for signing
my petition then.

Our petition.

Right. Thanks
for helping me out.

You're welcome.

I mean, good
lefse, so...

Thank you.

Tasty.
Yum.

I mean if you like,
you know, ever need
any help with anything

you want to get out,
get heard,

you know with the
Redskins, just say it.

Thank you.

You bet.

Hey, Thorvald.

Yeah?

Why're you doing
this stuff?

What stuff?

Uh... I don't know.

For the same reason
as you, I suppose.

Why're we doing
this stuff?

What is this?

What? It's a pretty
good one, yeah?

Oh, yeah?

Look, it's funny.

Maybe so, but not
on my watch.

What?

I took a break, Thorvald.

Really?

Yeah. I just...

I don't have time
to be of any
proper help.

Because of Vikes.

No. Just... because.

Oh.

Did you think
I made this?

I thought you
contributed.
Or signed off.

Really?

Yeah, I mean the quality
isn't so consisting, you know.

Like the design
and finish.

Mmm-hmm.
It's not Ida level.

And what other tone?

You know, it's not
really in your
wheelhouse either.

Yeah, you still think
I was pretty good.

Yeah, it was
pretty good.

And if I made it?

Yeah.

A polite lie.

It's a cracker thing.

What's a cracker thing?

A polite lie.

How was Turnabout?

Yeah, it was okay.

Just okay?

Yeah, sure.
It was good.

Another cracker thing?

Yeah. You would
have had fun.

[BAND PLAYING]

How do you know
I would have had fun?

Because you always
seem to have fun.

Well, then I did.

God damn, I just want
shit to go good for you.

Sorry for swearing.

Oh. No, why?

Because I was
taught not to.

No...

Why do you want
stuff to go good
for me?

I don't know.
You just...

You always want
stuff to go good
for everyone else.

Swear again.

What?
Swear.

Good damn, shit, fuck,
hell, ass...

Dress for the position
to which you aspire, son.

Hi, Dad.

Thrilling ensemble
there, Thorvald.

Yeah, I was just
cleaning the garage.

Oh. Thank you.
Well, very good.

Is there anything else
you need help with?

You know most of us
come into this world,

kicking and screaming
and demanding free stuff.

I've witnessed that
twice in my life.

One was you.

You've done a pretty
good job of evolving
away from that so far.

So continue progress
along those lines
and be good. Okay.

And if you get
the balance just right,

you'll be just as proud
of the things you
haven't done

as you are of
the things you have.

Right.

Ah, well, can I go do
my homework now?

Yeah.

Wait. Where's mom
and my bro?

They are at the
church fair visiting
with the Lord.

Santa stayed home though.

What can I do for you?

You know, I bet Mom
could kick God's ass
in a sack race.

Oh, yeah. That's why
she's at the church fair.

She never shies
from a challenge.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Oh. I see you brought
a hot dish.

No, it's lefse.

Hey, great.
You must be Ida.

Indeed.

THORVALD: Ida, Dad.
Dad, Ida.

Good to meet you, Ida.

It's good to meet
you too, Mr. Thovson.

MR. THOVSON: Mmm.

Mmm. Good lefse.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, shucks.

Thorvald?

Yeah.

This isn't your family.

Yeah I know.
They came with
the frame.

They sure seem like
nice folks, don't you think?

Thorvald.

Yeah.

What're you doing?

Nothing.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

Where did you learn that?

Still learning.

So, what do you
want to do now?

I mean... nothing.

It was pretty fun,
don't you think?

Yeah.

More nothing?

They're stuck.

No, they're not.

Well, they're
not budging.

Well, that's because
my hips are down.

Are you going
to raise them up?

Hmm, raise what up?

Those hips,
your hips.

These will come off
a lot easier if you
lift your hips up a bit.

I know.

So?

So... when I do,
if I do...

that will be
the right time.

What time?

Hmm, some time. Maybe.

Well, that will be
fun time too, I bet.

Yeah.

Thanks for taking
your shirt off.

You took
my shirt off.

Not without clearance
from the tower.

Well, I lifted
my arms up.

Slid right off.

That's the way
it works, see?

I like it.

Cool.

You know what I liked
most about it?

What?

That I like it a lot.

Well... I had the urge.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Thorvald?
Yeah?

What are you doing?

Suffering arthritis
of the hand.

A what?

Homework.
Aah... homework.

Oh, oh, that's good.

Well, I have snacks.

We're not
having sex.

Pardon?

Ida's hips are down.

Oh. Okay.

Well, she can still have
snacks if she likes though.

Uh, no, she can't.

Well, sure she can.

Uh, she's not really
feeling the urge.

Yet.

She's not feeling
the urge yet.

Oh.

Thanks.
Thanks though.

Okay. Well you know
probably best to save
your appetite then.

You know I'll just
leave it here

for when you're ready.

[SCREAMS]

Oh, that was strange.

[INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING]