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Tomasz.

Come.

It's 17 below.

Below?

We need to get you indoors. Come on.

Come.

Not so fast.

Hi.

Good morning, Jardar.

Will you say goodbye to Daddy?

Maybe we shouldn't let this farewell drag on too long.

Say goodbye to Daddy, now.

It's all right now.

Bye, Daddy.

- I've never seen anything like this. - Bloody hell!

Does it hurt?

Yes, where the skin is.

Where is tight.

Had any special experiences?

No.

No new African girlfriend?

I have a duty to secrecy.

No new partners at all?

No.

- May I get dressed? - Just a moment.

I thought, maybe, it could be an allergy.

That I'm...

super sensitive to something at work or something.

And that would affect your penis?

If I've touched something, and then gone out and...

Sounds weird. Been touching any foodstuff?

With my member?

A poorly fried herring or something.

No.

Is this necessary?

This could become an article.

I don't really feel we should.

Well just see about it.

Let's see.

Yes...

It's probably a viral or bacterial infection.

I'll put you on antibiotics.

And no sex now.

Tomasz?

Tomasz?

Tomasz?

Hello?

Tomasz...

It's 17 below.

Seriously?

Come.

Come.

Not so fast.

Thanks a lot.

I feel much better now.

Good.

9 paint. Light gray putty Not off white, like the last time.

I'm sorry.

That's it.

It's not too steep?

No, it's fine.

I rolled her down the stairs,

so this is all right.

Yes?

- You wanted a picture of Grandma? - Yes.

The one we've got is no good.

I make a wall with pictures of Cathinka's ancestors,

so she'll know who they are.

Why?

You're also in there.

- Really? - May I go see if I find it?

Of course.

Hi, Mum.

Are you okay?

I was just looking for a picture of Grandma.

I thought maybe you had an extra copy.

Lots of greetings from...

Marit.

Cathinka is beginning to look like you.

I hope I can bring her some time. The next time.

She has started school, and...

There's a lot happening, and fast!

I'm actually just helping Dad out a bit.

I didn't find it.

Then it's probably in the basement.

I don't remember if you use milk.

No, thanks.

How much does she understand?

Just about everything, I guess.

Not much of a life.

It's good as long as she lives at home.

There's a cute home-help visiting twice a day.

I'm...

I'm impressed by you, Dad.

You're really cool about this.

There's no other way to be.

I should never have moved out of here.

- From home? - No, from Ullevål.

Many of us who left haven't been doing that well.

Andreas has done time for embezzlement.

Petter lost all his money on the restaurant project.

Tore lost his job as gym teacher in Sandnes.

- I read about that. - Everyone who stayed...

has done well.

Some of those leaving already had problems.

You and Petter...

may do well.

And some of those who stay behind here may have...

tough luck.

But you've got plenty of time...

to work your way up again.

Or do something different.

You could have found a worse place.

No!

I don't think so, Dad.

Cathinka is getting too old for moving elsewhere.

The only advantage is that Oslo is not far away.

That's what they keep saying all the time,

as if that's a good basis for a town!

It was a good thing you left!

I've always been kind of proud of that.

Is everything okay with you and Marit?

She got the house, so she's happy.

I don't have that much space now, so...

Cathinka doesn't have her own room at my place.

I've got 53 square meters in a low-rise building.

A low-rise can't be that bad.

On the third floor,

with no elevator?

We could, of course,

provide a bit of financial support.

That's not why I told you this.

No, I didn't think so.

Anyway, you don't have any money.

We've got the cabin.

You can't sell the cabin!

We don't use it anymore.

And the whole area has been built out.

Yes...

Well, I don't know.

The estate agent down here...

said it's worth nearly 3 million kroner.

- 3? - Yes.

2.9.

Think about it.

You could take the money and buy something bigger.

You would inherit it some time, anyway.

After a long time, I hope.

Yes, I'm planning on living a while longer. Dad lived until he was 97.

Yes, I...

I think we should wait a while, Dad.

It's a fantastic offer.

But I don't want to accept it unless I have to.

Okay.

Should we try to find the photo?

Yes.

Let's look for it in the basement.

No, it doesn't look too good.

How about here?

No.

Maybe here?

No, I have to find the keys.

I should leave, before rush hour. We can do it later.

- Will you say bye to Mum? - Yes.

- Thanks for your help. - It was nothing.

Yes.

Yes, it was.

Those keys have got to be somewhere.

Thank you.

You weren't tempted over by the counter?

Not really.

It's just a matter of habit.

Bad?

Not at all.

The old boys team at Ullevål needs new players.

They asked me to join them.

Why?

- Because they need new players. - Yes, but why you?

Probably just by chance.

Probably someone has seen me training.

You're not exactly a football player.

I actually played a bit when I was a kid.

- What time is it supposed to be? - Tuesdays and Fridays at 8 pm.

But Tuesday is our bike riding day.

I thought we could do that earlier.

After work I need to eat and relax.

Otherwise, I'm not in shape to go cycling.

Could we go cycling on Wednesdays?

Or you go bike riding and I play football?

I don't have the self discipline to go bicycling on my own.

Well, then I can play football only on Fridays.

Weren't we going to do this together?

Yes, we were.

Then I think that has priority.

- Right. - That's my reason.

Fine, it's okay.

I'll call and tell them I can't.

Just go do your football thing. I guess I'm only being childish.

I'll call...

And tell them I won't be able to.

Don't tell them I refuse to let you play.

It's all right.

I've never been that interested in football anyway.

- For you. - Thank you.

Listen...

If you've got the time later, maybe we could have a meal?

Yes.

I thought I'd get a few fresh cod fillets.

And bake them in the oven.

We could have one of the bottles from Île de Ré.

There's no reason why we shouldn't enjoy ourselves.

- What do you mean? - Bottle of wine,

light the fireplace...

We're both single now.

That's a terrible idea, Jørgen.

No harm in a glass of wine?

You know I'm seeing Rütger now?

I didn't know it was that established.

Then you should have brought it up.

I didn't think that far.

Just regard it as a sudden whim.

Listen, Jørgen.

Why don't you spend your energy on finding someone new?

I meet people.

- I've been busy. - Good.

I don't want you to be alone.

Actually, that's none of your business.

I see.

That's good.

August, it's really important that you keep your mouth wide open now.

Or I won't get access.

Your hands are pretty big.

Yes, that's kind of silly.

A bit scared?

A little bit.

Let's make a deal. If it hurts, or if it's too uncomfortable:

You grunt!

You know how to grunt? That's it.

Then I'll stop right away.

- Right away? - Right away!

Here we go. You may open your mouth.

Just a little...

Just a minute.

Just a minute, August.

Are you okay?

Of course I am.

I think you look a bit pale.

It's nothing.

That's it.

Now it's our turn, August.

Hi, there!

Hugo!

Hi, there!

I thought I recognized you.

Had this for a long time? I didn't know you go sailing.

I just wanted one last trip before the end of the season.

It's nice out there now.

You sort of have the fjord to yourself.

Yes...

So...

I'll be seeing you!

Give my regards to Karianne. Have a nice trip.

Singing "Everything's alright".

"Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you and anoint you..."

"Myrrh for your hot forehead..."

"- ...Then you'll feel everything's alright, yes, everything's fine..."

"And it's cool and the ointment's sweet..."

"-For the fire in your head and feet..."

"Close your eyes, close your eyes And relax, think of nothing tonight.."

"Everything's alright, yes..."

"Close your eyes, close your eyes..."

"Everything's alright, yes..."

"and relax, think of nothing..." "Everything's alright, yes..."

"Close your eyes, Close your eyes" "Everything's alright, yes..."

"Think of nothing tonight..." "Everything's alright, yes..."

"and relax, think of nothing..." "Everything's fine."

"Tonight..." "Everything's alright, yes..."

"Everything's alright, Yes, Everything's alright..."

"Close your eyes, close your eyes.." "Everything's alright, yes..."

"Close your eyes, close your eyes and relax..."

"Everything's alright, Yes..."

"Tonight."

You're fabulous!

You could go pro, all of you!

You don't even need me.

Yes, we do!

See you next time.

Bye.

Hi.

May I help you?

Yes. Or...

I just wondered about something.

Do you think I'm good enough?

Of course you're good enough!

You see, sometimes...

I feel like I may be one of the weakest ones.

That the others want to shut me out.

Don't think that way.

You are more than good enough.

- Yes... - None of the others thinks that way.

Some come up with a few comments.

What kind of comments?

It doesn't matter.

I just got a bit insecure.

To be honest,

you...

You are one of the best.

Your voice is much more mature.

If you leave the choir, so do I!

Right...

Anyway, this is not my day. I've got a cold.

And my throat is kind of swollen.

It's not really that swollen.

Maybe it's just a sensation?

I like you a whole lot.

I like you too.

But I'm quite a bit older than you.

Not that much older.

I can't get involved with the confirmation candidates,

even if I wanted to.

Yes, okay...

What if we meet in a few years?

- You think that will happen? - Why not?

But then you'll have forgotten me.

No! I couldn't.

That's easy to say now.

No. Never.

I think all physical love...

belongs to married life.

That's my opinion, too. Definitely.

You are a wonderful girl, Suzy.

It's extremely easy to grow incredibly fond of you.

I don't know if...

I see it in the gray jacket.

No, in the inner pocket.

No?

Hello?

Everything all right?

Are you okay?

Yes.

I would like you to leave now.

I'm having a hard time now.

My best friend is dead.

Not much you can do about it.

- I'm hurt. - No.

- I was pretty chilled. - But now it's milder.

I can't go home. I have to get the money.

- Could I stay a little longer? - It's less than 10 below zero.

- But I have a child on its way. - No.

The child in Poland is not yours.

Yes, it is.

No!

The father is running a clothes store.

- A clothes store? - A man with a bushy mustache.

Andrzej Lutoslawski?

Not a nice thing to say.

I don't believe you.

Think what you want, but you can't stay here.

This is Tomasz.

No, not that good.

That's not why I call.

I'm doing my best.

I'm not impressed either.

I have a question.

Is it my kid?

No reason. I'm just asking.

It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter where I've got it from.

But I think it's Andrzej's kid!

Hello?

You know what...?

Be quiet.

No...

You're not the one who has reason to be angry!

All right...

No, I'm hanging up now!

But I'm sure you'll be okay. Bye!

New score!

2207.

- You have to shake it hard. - Excuse me.

East or west?

For me it's west.

I'm terribly sorry.

I behaved very badly.

I have been thinking about the photo.

I have never been intimate with your mother.

Even if I remember her as a very attractive lady.

It's not that important anymore.

Why?

I don't need to find him.

Of course you have to find him!

He's your father.

You need to find him,

or else, you'll never know who you are.

- I think I know anyway. - And he has the right to know you.

- Maybe... - There were other candidates.

If your father was one of the group,

it had to be the bus driver.

His name was Yngve.

- Yngve? - Yes. Yngve Sæther.

Sæther?

He must be retired now.

I hope that you find your father.

Line Rotevatn?

Hi.

I'm Christer Mjoset,

- I am a physician. - What's going on?

He is stable, but it's critical.

What's wrong with him?

A high fever.

We have given him a large dose of antibiotics.

Unfortunately,

we have no diagnosis to work from.

Is he going to die?

We...

We could all die,

at any time.

Like I said, it's critical, but he's stable.

- But could it go wrong? - I don't know.

- Could you give me some odds? - No.

But if you had to give me some odds?

I would maybe say...

60-40.

40 that he survives,

or it is 60?

That's...

I'm actually not sure, because...

This could go either way.

But it's critical, that's for sure.

Are you doing okay?

I've gained 400 grams.

What?

But that's not possible.

I've been snacking a bit.

- I've ruined it for both of us. - No, no!

Now we just have to be even more disciplined.

I'm also snacking a little.

- You haven't lost much weight either? - I guess I haven't.

You're not just saying that?

Now we just have to work even harder.

Then you should get on the scale.

- Why? - I think you're kidding me.

Just do it.

- What's the point? - I think you've lost quite a lot.

No. You have to trust me!

- Get on the scale. - Stop it!

I'm not about to enter a competition.

Who the hell is Holger?

I was warned when we were going to marry.

Many people regarded you as a slut.

I thought those were only rumors.

I've always had a low opinion of you, but obviously not low enough.

Yes...

It's been going on for years.

How do you explain this?

I never knew you were so horny.

I've been pretty horny myself. But you weren't always the object.

"My love," he writes.

Many eloquent words!

But nothing about fucking other people's wives.

Nothing!

Don't try to talk. You disgust me.

Holger is going to bleed for this.

I just wanted you to know.

Good night!

Hi.

Will you do the kitchen?

Did you shave off your beard?

Yes.

Slightly unfamiliar, but it suits you.

Thank you.

And you've put on make-up?

A little.