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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.

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