Original subtitles

-Gary? -Yes?

Don't you recognize me?

It's difficult with...

I understand. I don't have that "drug look" anymore.

-We're ready for you, Finish. -Thank you, Lilly.

Finish?

Oh, my! What are you doing now?

Work at the hospital. Children's ward.

Trying to elicit a smile every now and then. You?

Doing really well. I've got a patent for a ground pad.

-Really? -Yes!

Bergans is in on it, it's bloody exciting.

We could have used those ground pads in the old days.

-Behind the transformer! -For fuck's sake!

It's OK to be straight.

-But that fucking tax! -That sucks when being straight.

-Finish? -Talk soon, man!

-Have you decided? -It's difficult. So much good stuff.

Today's Special, what's that?

-The Special has a touch of morphine. -Oooh!

-I'll go for The Special. -Yes.

-Feeling good? -Better now, Lilly.

Better now.

700 in cash, a Nokia cellphone and a packet of Lucky Strike.

20 000 in saved allowances.

You're really good at saving! Here you are.

COUNTY JAIL

Bobby, can you come to the checkout?

Come to the checkout!!

Nico, wake up!

Nico!

Nico!

The bird is free?

Footloose and fancy free? No chains?

Nothing's afoot? Loose from the boathouse?

You're not in jail anymore?

What are you doing here?

You owe us 100 000 in damaged equipment. 100 000!

OK?

No. I've quit all that. Done.

-Have you gone straight? -Yes.

Seriously?

Yes.

OK.

OK. OK!

You're saying you peasants are pressing me for money?

We have our methods.

Good luck!

Go!

See you, for sure!

-That didn't exactly go well. -Great observation, fuckface!

-What do we do now? -Surveillance.

Every move .... He makes...

Every breath...

He...is...

...making...

We'll be watching... him.

So we'll just sit and rot in the car again?

Yes.

3...3...

...898...

...421...

Hey, what are you doing?

I want to talk to your boss!

Fuck that! Please. I need this job.

No, I want to talk to your boss!

-Yes, I'm his boss. What is it? -Are you talking to me?

You're not my boss anymore. That one, that's my boss.

Enjoy yourselves!

-He works here? -So I've heard, anyway.

Nicolaus!

What have I said about that?

That you should move it. Take it for wrecking.

-Yes, but... -Why is it still here?

I'll do the thinking, and you'll do the wrecking.

You know what? I won't follow your orders.

I'll follow his orders.

Well, well! The Katzenjammer Kids!

Who are you?

Who are you, then?

I mean, who are you? Where is Nico?

-Are you kidding? -No, I'm asking where Nico is.

Stop fucking with me. Come on!

You stop fucking! Where is Nico?

-Bobby, what...? -Stop fucking, where is Nico?

Wanna see my birth certificate? I don't understand...

You're shorter and fatter. Where's Nico?

Whaddya want me to say? I'm Nico Niceguy!

I've always been Nico. For fuck's sake!

He's tryin' to fuck with us.

Listen. You know what?

I need an extra guy. A potato to me is a potato.

OK?

-Nico! -Oh, fuck!

Stop fucking with me!

You freak me out! Bobby!

-The three musketeers ride again! -We never called ourselves that.

-We'll work on the nickname. -There'll be no nickname.

OK, boys. Do you know what the brown gold is?

-No. -Fuck, what is it?

OK. Wait and see.

-What's the plan? -Don't you see? it's a break-in.

-That's great! -Break-in? Now? With all these people?

See and learn. Nobody expects it in broad daylight.

Come on! Hurry!

Boys!

The brown gold...is...

...the kebab...

For fuck's sake!

Why the hell did you do that?

The point is...that the brown gold is... kebab meat!

-We're selling junk food! -Yeah, as a cover.

Of course not.

-No moonshining, I hope? -Running a real business.

I'm talking about Sundays off, paying tax...

..vote on Election Day, and become normal!

Stop kidding, OK?

Why are we here?

So I've quit the grocery store to sell kebab?

That's a step down!

This is really important!

I...

..have saved a long time to get the money for this.

You...are all I need.

We can make it work.

And what you just did, costs two months of allowances.

-Sorry! -Cuckoo!

Sony, OK? Sony!

-Stupid! -Sorry!

-Looks pretty straightforward. -A regular rental agreement.

But what's that amount?

-That's the deposit. -What?

Yes.

-So... - We should be laughing.

Suddenly a bill for 50.000 appears that you call "depositin".

Deposit. None of you know what a deposit is?

It's three months rent as security in case something goes wrong.

-Oh, he's swindling you. -Swindling?

I see what you mean. We're not fooled.

You've never rented before?

I owned a store that I inherited.

-Yeah, you owned it. -Yes, owned.

We've rented one day, and you're asking for 50 000.

It's quite normal in a rental agreement.

-There he is! -Ali!

-What the fuck are you doing? -I've got a job and gone straight.

And you're in jail? He claims that I have to pay 50 000...

..in advance for something he calls "depositin"...

..before we've run the business one day!

He should pay us 50 000 as a deposit!

Are you completely...?

Do you think anyone will rent out without a deposit?

You can't rent without a deposit!

It's just as normal as interest on a loan.

-Try to get an interest-free loan! -You know what? This is enough!

You've had some damn clever lawyers to invent that depositin-law!

-Great deal! -Gimme a pen, you'll get a depositin.

There goes our capital.

There you are! That's it!

Fuck, these are the most uncomfortable shoes I've ever had.

You need to stay awake! Have you got narcoepilepsy?

This will be avenged!

-Did you hear her? -No.

-I get it all the time. -What?

Girls say I look just like Leonardo DiCaprio.

It's crazy. I get it all the time.

My mom says you look like someone she's seen on TV.

-Johnny Depp? -No. Titten Tei, the wood-puppet.

I've never heard that.

Carry on. I'll be right back.

-Yasmin! -Ali!

-Hi! -Hi!

-it's been a long time. -Thought you'd come visit me.

I've grown and changed since last time.

Me, too. One has to move on.

I've opened a snack bar right down the street.

-We need to get working. -I have to...

We're opening soon, so...

- come by and say hi. -Yeah, I'll think about it.

Please do. Good to see you.

-Bye! -Bye!

Fuck, man!

How are you?

Great, man!

-My man from Copenhagen. -Why didn't you pick me up?

I waited by the ferry since half Eve minutes.

Yeah, fuck, you shouldn't arrive until half six minutes.

-Are you ready? -Ready?

Of course I'm ready to revenge your big brother man.

-Try to listen! -What?

-Are you ready? -Yeah, man!

Fuck, I'm gonna stick my head up their asses to see if it Hts.

Fuck, man, you don't look like your brother, I must say, yes.

You are really brothers? Wow!

I'm...I'm ready.

Got my gun?

Your gun? Yeah, I've got your gun.

Here's your gun.

-What's this? -That's the volume of the...

Bang-lowerer.

Yeah, but why is it so big?

I don't know. Maybe because it's so silent.

Bigger. More silent.

Bigger. More silent?

Fuck, man, let's do it silent and easy.

We're just gonna kid around. Scare them, and then...

Or...

We shoot them!

Of course we shoot them! Everybody, yes. Of course. Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

So you guys go up against the king?

-Accept the challenge? -Let me see.

Do you accept the challenge?

-If I... -Accept the challenge?

Haven't got all day.

The city's...

Best...

Kebab.

We accept.

OK.

Don't fuck with the king.

See you.

Prince.

Know how to do this? No, OK.

-Is it OK? -Yes.

I think it's OK.

Oops!

That's all it says.

Hi! Here's an opening day offer, kebab at 10 kroner.

-Smile, won't you! -Boys!

-What the fuck, Ali? -Yeah.

We're fucked.

-What now? -What can we do?

Hi! You look like you need a balloon.

What about that dick over there?

We must give kebab away for free to get people here.

Hello! Everybody!

Free kebab right here!

Free kebab! Opening day offer!

-Ready? -Wait!

Are you crazy, man?

Look! Lot of people, we have to wait.

We just wait, you know.

You can .... yeah!

I know a story...

Come and get it!

And you!

With the balloons!

Tell Prince kebab, if he wants war...

...he'll get it!

Let's see how much free kebab you can give away...

Until you go broke!

I promise, at least twice the amount that you-

Yeah, greatest music from the 80's.

That's quite spicy!

-Extra mild! -I see.

-Was it? -Yes.

Extra Norwegian! Extra mild!

OK. No, because...

It's good. Just a little spicy.

-it's good? -Yeah, it's good.

At least it's good.

Extra mild to you, is mild to me.

Go to the back. Now!

Let's talk about it...

Bring him!

Please!

Turn around!

Turn around!

What are you doing?

Fido!!!

What crap is that?

Fido! Help, goddamn it! You know us!

Hello! We're closed!

We aren't... We're all out of kebab!

-How much do you want? -Please!

Can you get money?

We're closed... Oh, shit, it's you!

Hi, nice to see you! Long time!

What's happening with you?

-How? -Rig the harness racing! Trotters!

You can't talk to him. We're making secret kebab-recipes.

-Trotters? -At the racetrack!

-Yes, I know that. When? -Three!

-Two days! -Guaranteed! Two days, we'll fix it!

-Can I say hi? -He won't see you anymore.

No, he says you've got too much goddamn hair!

-Did he say that? -Yes, lots of hair.

On your arms, he doesn't like that at all.

Two days!

-Rig the trotters? -Yes.

-Rig the trotters! -What's the plan?

-Could I just talk to him? -No, 'cos he feels that you...

..perspirere a lot!

Yeah, OK...

Some weeks ago, the major harness race was hit by a huge scandal.

The winner of Prix D'Amerique was caught for horse doping.

The horse in second place was announced as winner.

The doped one was disqualified. OK?

-OK. -So I started thinking.

For a race to be approved, and I know this...

-Active sweat glands... -What?

-Why can't he tell me? -No, he doesn't want to talk to you.

A guy I know can fix the sweat glands by operating in some small...

-Have you lost it? -gland clamps.

Here are all the horses.

For a race to be approved,...

..two of the ten horses must complete it.

Let's say that eight of these ten ...are doped.

That leaves only two horses.

So what we need to do, is just to get...

that one... to be beaten... then we know, this one wins.

How do we get him to lose?

-We make him lose... -He's the coachman!

He works there. He controls the horse.

Coachman? Can you ride?

No, but...there's a...

-There's a...cart. -Yeah. OK.

Then we know that this one wins.

We put our money on that one. Nobody suspects us, 'cos we lost!

Perfect! Perfect, let's do it!

We bet it all on the horses, so...

OK. Two days!

You've got two days. I'm taking you hostage.

-I don't even know them! -Come, goddamn it!

Come on!

COCK.

What's happening here?

-Not much. -No?

They've opened? They've opened...?

-Opened? -A snack bar.

Very good.

That...is knowledge. Yes?

Knowledge is very important for me to make the right decisions.

-Information is knowledge. -Definitely!

Information is...facts.

Yes. But...oops, what is that?

Snack bar.

Where they sell...?

-Nuggets. -French fries.

Et cetera.

What does that sign say?

Begins with a k.

-Kebab? -Kebab!

KFC, of course!

Across the street.

-Ali. Just opened, also selling...? -Koffee.

Begins with a k.

-Koffee? -Or kebab!

So we have a mutual interest with Prince.

Yes?

KFC?

Things that start with a k. Very clever!

We have a mutual interest with Prince. Prince and us, we have a...yes?

-Yes? -Yes!!

That's right!

So what should we do?

Get in touch with him?

No, stop it!

Get in touch!

Applauding!

Stop writing "COCK" on Kari's forehead.

It's getting very exhausted.

-Fuck you! Goddamned dickhead! -Get in the car!

Get in!

We're giving away free kebab.

And nobody comes! How's that possible?

It's not very surprising, boys. Fuck!

The sign says "CLOSED"!

Think you have a door problem.

That's just a small problem.

We can't give away free kebab, and now we have to get a horse.

Steal a fully grown horse.

You're going straight? Steal a horse, it's a conflict...

Tell you one thing. We just don't have a choice.

You know, out there...

They point at me and say: "There's a clown".

Perhaps I am a clown.

But I'm a happy clown.

That's thanks to you, Ali.

I'll steal that horse for you.

I can't involve you...

I know friendship. What friends do for each other.

-My conscience doesn't... -Ali, please!

Stay here. This place really suits you.

I...

and the others will steal that bloody horse.

Me. Bobby. Nic...

Jesus Christ, what happened to Nico?

No, but...Ali...yes.

Long story, don't give a damn! Just leave it.

OK, I won't give a damn.

Check this, boys! it's got two sides!

-Prince? -Yeah.

-You're Prince? -Yeah.

Who's asking?

Name's Tommy. We have a common rival, common enemy.

OK. Long stew short...

Can we do anything to the rival across the street?

How?

Put some shit in the food.

In the kebab.

-Sauce? -No, to spoil the kebab.

Bacon?

Bacon!

Or something else to make people sick.

Bacon? Bacon, bacon!

Bacon.

CHURCHWARDEN

Come to uncle Stein! Oh yes!

-Why hide? We haven't done anything. -We're about to steal a horse.

Hello. How are you doing?

Hi, little Marius. Hi, Fritzei. How are you?

Yeah, it's good to see you. My girls.

And my little boys. Look here, yeah!

Is this OK, Anna?

Here it comes. Tail up!

With...the sheep?

Yuck! Fuck it, let's go!

-Can't just sit here while he rapes... -Rapes? Come off it!

Eh?

The sheep have fewer...

Nerve synapses in the vaginal walls than humans, so it's OK.

Just friction, out-in. What?

-What if she likes it? -No! Are you sick?

It must be a step up to do it with a human for a sheep.

Maybe this is a major moment for that sheep.

That's the worst I've ever heard. Seriously!

Is that a cry of pain?

Nope! Don't think so!

No, thanks?

Yasmin? Yasmin, wait!

Fuck are you doing?

Why didn't you come?

I apparently have hair on my arms, and I perspire.

Perspiere?

I can't even pronounce it.

OK, you've hair on your arms, but...

Some bleaching, wax and sandblasting, and we're OK.

But...what are you doing now?

Last round. Join me?

Yeah.

-Yes. -OK?

Yes. Jump in!

Rear entry for me now.

Tail up, Eva! Tail up!

What a stamina! Fantastic.

We can't stay here any longer.

At last! Finished!

-You're so nice lying there. -For fuck's sake!

Hey, you?

Ever think about emptying the car and just run far away?

All the fucking time!

At last. Come on, now!

So it's us again, Whitney?

Very well. That's just fine!

No, fuck it, not one more sheep! Hey, you!

What?

-Hi! St. Hanshaugen 4, have you...? -Never heard of it!

-Are you lost? -You might say that.

Come in for coffee? I'll wake the wife. Black coffee. With cream!

-Coffee? -No!

Sony, don't feel like coffee. But thanks!

Bad excuse! Typical of you city people!

Bad excuse, yes. Beat it! Go away!

Stop doing that to your sheep!

-That ain't cool! -What do you mean?

-So what's cool, then? -You know what we mean, eh?

I know fucking well what my sheep think is cool or not!

-We'll notify the police! -OK. Well, I know him, you see!

No problem. He's visiting here now and then. Yes.

You've met the District Sheriff, Tordis? D'you eat meat?

Eh?

He asked if you eat meat.

-Yes? -Imagine you being a sheep.

Black sheep, in your case.

Would you wanna be eaten or fucked?

Is it a joke, or what?

-Eaten or fucked? -Fucked, goddamn it. Relax!

You?

-Fucked? -Yes.

Fucked, of course.

Damn meat-eaters. What you do is worse than fucking sheep.

It's repulsive.

Night.

Home to the wife. Enjoy myself again.

Great guy.

Can we do what we came here for?

-We must set these sheep free. -Did you forget why we're here?

The horse!

I won't leave until the sheep are free, OK?

They're better off here than at the slaughterhouse.

This won't take long. Come on!

Seriously, come on!

Nico!

Hold the fence down. I'll jump over.

This is alive wire, so we need to take precautions.

Pull down your sleeve, hold down the wire, I'll jump over.

You've got longer sleeves than me!

Polyester conducts better than that synthetic leather.

-Synthetic? it's real leather! -it's synthetic.

Everybody knows you wear synthetic. Bobby wears synthetic.

-Fuck you know 'bout it? -it's not dangerous to touch a live...-

You OK?

-Stop kicking him! -Finish?

-Yes. -Yes.

-OK. -See you!

-Good luck with the snack bar! -Thanks!

Thank you.

-Ali? -Yes?

-Forgot your jacket. -Yeah, shit.

-Thank you for lending it to me! -Of course.

-It was nice. -Cool catching up after all this time.

If for instance...

Bye!

Geez!

-"Fresh"? -No thanks.

Got blue as well.

"Fresh"?

-No thanks. -Not keen?

You're like a gangster in...

You who area gangster.

-Do you say gangster? -Yes.

-Not bad guy? -No, gangster, or mafia.

-That's OK too. -That's OK?

Must be hard to see these movies where the gangsters die at the end?

Kind of like a message.

No, the message is...

Rule number 2: Don't get high on your own supply.

Can't remember Rule number 1.

But that's why things go real bad for Tony here.

Loses the money, the family and all.

-So that's the message. -That's the message?

-So that's the message? -Of course.

-Vagina! -Eh?

You have a pillow?

Yes.

Bought it yesterday.

Couldn't treat me to one, too?

Real down from 12 ducks in it.

-Sounds like a lot. -Can that be true?

-I've heard similar figures. -12 ducks in just one pillow?

Think of the duvet at home. Or the down jacket.

My God, must be 40-50 ducks in those. I've bought them this year.

A hell of a lot of ducks must be killed.

Multiply 5 with 50 million.

37 million ducks.

In Norway. In one year.

Think of sleeping bags. Even more there.

Where do they get all those ducks?

Shut up, OK?

My God!

New assignment, so you won't have to sit in the car. OK?

Imagine the most disgusting thing you can, and put it in Ali's food.

-Cut toenails. -Don't start yet.

Fat scraped from inside a bath tub, and put in the food.

-Scrape the sweat off a pig. -Why not take one of those...

I've got it! An afterbirth.

Find a mother, and you've got it.

Post-natal ward.

Honoured trotting horse Sex Rodney has disappeared

Police suspect organised crime.

NBCI will use all resources...

Good news and bad news.

-Good one: we've got the horse. -Yup.

All you needed was to get a horse to lose the race.

You get the most famous horse in Norway!

Know why it's famous?

-It wins races. Where's Finish? -Don't know.

He muddled about at the forest edge, but was gone when we returned.

We had to drive, we had...

So he's alone in the forest somewhere?

He's Norwegian. They know how to get out of a forest.

How do we get rid of the horse?

They're coming.

Hide!

What do we say about Finish? Can't pretend like nothing.

It'll be OK. He's much better off up in heaven.

It'll be OK?

We've killed a guy that spread happiness among sick kids.

We'll go to hell, you see?

Fucking great with that horse!

The horse in the backyard will make us a lot of money.

-Don't exaggerate! -OK.

-We'll make some money... -Not that loud! OK?

We'll use it for breeding, sell on the black market.

-You mean the...sperm! -Sperm? You mean breeding?

-Wanna go over to Knix? -That rat owes me money.

He owes me for a CD-player. Where is he?

-Oh fuck, fuck, fuck... -Calm down. We need to get that horse.

-Tommy's gonna kiss my feet. -Mine too.

-And sleep with me afterwards. -With me too.

-Did it go well? -Yes.

-Peasants! -What now?

-Yes, what now? -Hi!

Ho!

-That's perfect. -I agree.

We need some entertainment to clear our thoughts.

He means the horse!

Here, just like last time. Only a bigger hose.

-Get going! -Want me to do it?

No fucking way! I did it last time.

-With the gas! -Yes!

It's every second time.

Yes. Let's see.

Ease the pressure.

Sex Rodney.

-Suck harder! -Do you want to suck harder?

-Watch when something comes. -Yes, I'll watch it!

Something just came!

Oops!

Stop it!

In the name of the cunt, what are you doing?

Got a chewing gum?

-Do you have a family? -Yes.

I'm sure I've mentioned it a few times.

Gone one day, and they start to wonder.

Yeah, fuck, I've got family too. Not like you. Bit different.

-Tell me one thing? -Yes?

-Aren't your family worried? -Yes.

Just what I was thinking. is it possible to just...

Phone them to say... I'm OK, kind of...?

Well, OK?

Just call to say hello, kind of...

Just call .... home?

Put down the fucking phone!

-How Norwegian are you, really? -I...

-Hey, come out! -Eh?

Come out!

-Let's take that one. -A guard dog!

-it's a pony! -Yeah, a guard pony!

How do we take it with us?

What?

Smooth!

-Quick, before the Romans come! -it's the Romanes.

Found it!

Zorba! Someone stole Rasputin!

Rasputin? It was full of drugs!

Don't we need money to bet on the winning horse?

The...

The right thing is to go to the bank, get a queue ticket...

Apply for a loan, which has a high interest rate, and we have no capital.

Or...

Sell Finish's car.

Yes!

We sell the car as a loan. We'll get tenfold in return.

Then we'll buy an even better car. Eh?

I'm sure he won't mind that.

Won't they die if kept like this?

They need body temperature.

-I'll watch you. -The plan is to sell it?

Who'll buy that shit?

-Horse breeders. -Where will you ind them?

-At the racetrack. -You've got one day.

One day to sell it, or we put it into Ali's food.

-In the food? -They're not puppies!

We've other stuff for the food.

-Psoriasis patient's skin sample... -No!

-Or... -No!

The sperm goes into the food!

-Yes, but... -Use. The. Sperm.

D'you do anything else than watching Scarf ace?

-Wanna see? -Yes.

-Psilocybe mushroom? -Yes.

-How did you know? -I'm a nature study teacher.

-Nature study teacher? -Or "teacher of nature studies".

'Cos I was...

Lousy at maths, extremely good at biology.

Or...lousy at maths, and lousy at biology too.

Mushroom's one thing, but this is what's really interesting!

If this grows well, we're talking muchos dineros.

-Do you water it often? -Every second day, perhaps?

Can I give you a tip?

Boil sugar water and put beneath. Increase the humidity.

-Why? -This is mycological crop.

Needs high humidity and glucose to thrive.

Do it daily, you'll see results very quickly.

Let's get some ..... sugar.

Here!

-What? -Please.

-Give the injection. - You do it!

You're much smaller. There's no room for me.

We're talking here . Tight as fuck.

-Feel it! -I don't wanna feel your biceps.

So give the injection, then!

Hi, my friend!

Hi!

Only gonna...

Give you a small injection...

Nothing to be scared of.

We must find horse owners. No breeders here.

No shit!

Jesus! What's wrong with you?

-Fuck are they doin' here? -Maybe they own a horse.

Those cuntfuckers don't own a horse!

Maybe.

-What the fuck? -I said sorry, OK?

Speedy. Speedy Gonzales.

Thank you.

Speedy Gonzales.

Hey, you. Hi.

So, it's you and me, then?

That's nice.

Is it...environmental calcium?

Regular.

Oh? Want some?

Important before a race. Calcium.

Sure likes it!

Have some more!

Hi!

Max these cards out.

-On Speedy Gonzales. -Yes.

I see why you like it!

Darn hot!

Calcium!

Suck that, calkyboy.

We know you love it!

-All he needs to do, is lose? -Yes.

Any idiot can do that, eh?

Eh?

Lose! Just lose! FUCK!

CALCIUM!

WHAT?

-Got anything to drink? -Got beer.

-Nothing stronger? -No.

No, then...

No more Mr. Nico Niceguy.

The N-train...is comin'... to town!

Fuck you doin' here?

Saying hi to an old acquaintance.

Hi!

-Hi. -Hi.

Investing in the favourite.

How the fuck do you know?

We have our methods.

Come on!

Zorba!

Zorba!

Yeah, yeah!

Yes, yes!

Yes!

Fucker!!!

What?

What is that?

Yes, yes!

Yeess!

Fuuuck!

He goes on.

Shouldn't he be losing?

Precisely!

Shut up!

I lost drugs worth five million today.

Whose plan was this?

Know what I did before I became Circus Director?

I was a trapper in Siberia.

Flayed brown bear in less than 15 minutes.

Is this really necessary?

Contrary to what many believe, you start with the arms.

I'll get you the money.

I guarantee you'll get them back. Listen!

I've planned to rob a money transport. Several million to be had. OK?

It's all set, I'll ix it. Guaranteed.

OK?

-Just listen. -Why should I believe you?

Just listen.

Check the left pocket of my jacket. Just check it, please.

Be quiet!

-TS Secu... -Security.

Money transport. They drive it.

I've people on the inside.

It's all set.

If you let me go...let us go...

You'll get your money. I give you my word.

Two will remain as security.

-You... -Fuck!

-And you! -Fuck, fuck!

And...

-You! -God, is it possible?

-We're not buddies! -Yes. Yes.

No, fuck it! They're buddies, not us!

Don't take them!

Take someone else, they don't give a fuck.

Shut up!

But...but...why do I always end up in shit like this?

I've made my choice.

Boys...

I'm really sorry! I thought it was calcium!

Fuck it! It went well.

We're alive.

-it's OK. -Are you sure?

What is it?

Fuck!

-Oslo sucks! -Fuck off, monkey Paki!

Where's the highway E6 when you need it?

How do you do this?

Turn the round thing, the steering mechanism.

Fuck, this thing is ruined. How...

Don't turn left if...

-Wanna do it yourself? -I don't want to...

-Oh, a Paki. Excellent! -Stop. Wait!

You can't leave yet.

The guy has kids!

We can't leave them with a psycho!

No, you can't. But we can.

Drive!

-Fuck you! -Shut up!

Drive!

Drive!

-Fuck do we do now? -Fuck knows.

Can I...get us guns? My uncle's a weapons collector.

-if..that...is? -Yes, of course.

It drives there, towards the tunnel.

Check this!

How do you load it?

The bullet.

-Why are you laughing? Who are you? -Elvis.

Alvez? No resemblance at all!

Look! He's Mexican! Hello!

-What are talking about? -Eduardo Alvez!

Elvis Presley, ever heard of him? King of rock? Graceland? No?

No? King of pop. King of rock.

Thought I'd enter the Norwegian Idol talent thing.

-Doing what? -People say I sing incredibly well.

I sound like a mix between Elvis and...Lenny Kravitz, kind of.

-Sing to me! -No!

-Not on command. -Please sing!

You're great!

-You are! -So they say.

He's coming!

What's this?

Is it working?

Are they trying to rob us?

Stop! They're trying to stop us!

OK. Watch this!

They won't stop me!

Going well!

Fuck are they doing?

Idiots!

What the...?

Won't fucking stop!

Fuck!

Police?

This is Viggo at TS Security calling.

I'm coming to the station, towing some idiots trying to rob us.

Yes! All right!

Fucking Northerners!

-Fuck! -Yes!

Take the hose.

Take the hose!

OK?

Hold on tight!

-Shit! -We can't do it any longer.

Fuck!

Oh fuck!

Fuck you doin' here?

-Saw the plans in the store. -What changed your mind?

Know what it means to lose a dad?

Just give them the money! Viggo, don't play a hero!

Stay calm!

Don't rub your sperm.

Get your own sperm!

Open the door!

Come on! Open it!

Come on!

Open! Fuck! Open!

Open, open!

Go in there!

Get in!

Fuck!

Come! Come!

Fuck the money, come!

Come on!

-What about Ali? -He's coming!

Don't panic!

Fuck!

-Police! -Get down!

OK. Come on, let's get them!

-Let's get them! -Down!

No, a colleague! TS Security, OK?

Between 2 and 16 of them, damn professional.

They use huge sniper-rifles.

They use mustard gas. That's why my eyes are like that.

Come on, establish a 10 kilometer perimeter.

Down!

Get down!

Face down! Lie face down!

Hands out from the body!

Lie down!

Hurts like hell!

Really painful!

...have a description of the perpetrator.

There he is!

Faster!

Fuck!

Police! Freeze!

Relax, relax, take it easy! Just doin' my job!

Mister Iqbal, I just work here.

Clean and tidy up, don't think, don't shoot!

-Don't shoot that gun! -Shut up, Ali!

-Fuck! -This was your plan? You fool!

Get him out!

Got the suspect, but the money's in the building.

Search everywhere!

Look for wads of thousand kroner notes and bonds.

-What is it? -No, nothing.

Mind your head!

-Fuck, man! -Oh dear, oh dear!

-Can't ind anything. -Got to be here, damn it.

-We've searched with dogs! -So let the thief walk, eh?

OK. We're done here. Let the employees in.

-Hi! -'Ello!

Time is up!

And I've been missing this!

Hello! Helloo!

Zorba?

Zorba?

Or...Zorbe...this one says.

What do you want?

You've got a lot of fans, you see. Zorva. Zorva Zikrus.

Zorba Cirkus at Toyen ....

Place is what is says. Pony. Yes. Zorbia.

Toyen site Cirkus, actually. Know what? Take it!

Gypsies, man! Fuck you!

Circus gypsies. Gypsies!

-Is it over now? -Yeah, guess so.

No, come here!

-Drive me to Copenhagen! -I can't...

To Copenhagen!

OSLO'S BEST KEBAB COMPETITION

OK.

Yes!

Yes, I have done it!

One competitor left. The one and only, Prince!

Hello, Ali.

Cool!

Look!

A present from me!

This is this!

-I don't smoke that shit. -No, no.

The French call it L'Or de brune. The brown gold.

Truffle. Add some flavour to it.

Prince, Prince...

The worst I've tasted. What's in this?

They sacrificed for a good cause.

-Don't you know who I am? -Let's move on.

Just one moment. Listen. Taste this one!

-One more chance. -it's been up here!

-Guarantee you'll like it. -Can't do it.

-Can you relax? -The competition is over now.

-Please taste it. -Yeah, OK. Come on.

The King .... is dead!

Long live...the King!

COCK

That idiot's got no clue!

Letter for you, Sir.

What's it say?

Oops!

Join me on the last round?

Thanks for lending me.

Stop! They're trying to stop us.

Yasmin?

-Do you have something for me? -I do.

Just lovely!

Are you OK?

Want a coffee?

Coffee? No thanks.

Got sun protection and some heroin?