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Ladies and gentlemen. The last item of its kind to be sold in the free world.

Falco Rusticolus, you know it as Gyrfalcon.

Those of you who don't know of it are probably not going to bid.

We have a pre bid of 400,000.

500,000, 550,000, two millions...

Two millions going once, going twice...

Sold for two millions to the mysterious gentleman with a moustache.

Norway - the best country in the world for criminals.

In Norway everyone is a victim. Ergo, Norway is full of small-time bandits.

I am not one of them.

My name is Ali.

As long as I can remember I've been a gangster.

I know what I want and I give everything to get it.

I don't need therapy to understand why I steal.

I steal because I am good at it.

- Shit, what's up? - Good to see you again.

So. What's happening?

There is a lot of knowledge behind the bars. and I have learnt who's running Oslo.

A Danish bastard.

He smuggles expensive suits, heroin and tired Russian hookers.

He can even make money on other peoples fuckups.

Fucking tease!

Get down!

Who the hell do you think you are? Beating up innocent girls in my bar?

What kind of a person are you?

Mess with the Dane and you are fucked.

Worst of all: He's not alone.

There is a Swedish lady too, with her fingers deep into the system.

Dangerous bride, if you ask me. So no more bicycles and handbags.

We have to go there. And as usual: I have a plan.

- But what is the plan? - Chill. I just got out today.

- Can't we celebrate tonight? - Are you going to try it?

Put it on properly, man! Idiot.

- Look! Finish! How is it going? - Welcome out! Good to see you.

How's everything?

Not too good, Egil and K�re Willoch have been mean to me.

We are Nico and Bobby. Is that so difficult to remember?

Get purer shit, this stuff makes you forgetful.

- Hey, relax boys. - It can be sold for half a million.

- Good to see your alive at least. - Alive? I'm not even fucking 40.

- That's over 100 heroin-years. - Perhaps with that crap you sell.

I go for quality. Do you know what quality is?

No, you probably don't. But can I interest you in something?

- Yes, do you have some? - Damn right!

- Mobile phone! - Mobile? That's a waffle iron!

Sorry, it wasn't much mobile.

Hey Joram, sell that watch.

- We need a car stereo. - Why didn't you say so?

Latest from Sony, will cost you 6,000 in the shop.

- And from you? - 1,000.

- What did you say? - I said 1,000 kroner.

I'll give you thousand for it, but don't waste it on dope and bullshit.

- What do you take me for? - Get some nutrition.

Hey, we can't pay a thousand for that!

I like to see those I do business with. To feel and smell them.

I think you should come closer so.

I've already been there.

And I don't quite approve of your smell.

Have you forgotten that you have a shipment at the quay in Stockholm?

Gucci? Nice handiwork. Hugo Boss.

Did you know that Boss sewed for SS?

- Good old Aryan handiwork. - The world quickly forgets.

The fucking pigs had style at least. Take this as a bonus.

- Large, yes? - Thanks.

So, what is worrying you?

I give up. Quit while I'm still ahead.

You... do you like birds?

- Hm? - I said, do you like birds?

Yes. Stuffed birds is a big passion of mine. Why?

What about that one?

It is special. Look at those lines. A more beautiful thing does not exist.

The gyrfalcon is a protected species.

There will never be any more stuffed Norwegian gyrfalcons.

This is the last privately owned piece.

I'll get you that falcon, but then you'll do one last transport.

Okay, lets say so.

But then it's over.

Is that agreed?

- William wants out. - He can't now.

- We have no time to find a new. - This will be the last shipment.

Ask the Swedes to double the load. We don't know when next time will be.

- Okay. - And then we'll get a gyrfalcon.

- A gyrfalcon? - Yes, a dead bird.

- A dead bird? - No, a stuffed bird.

Maybe a job for Fido. He's been nagging for something to do.

It just went...

Hey mister DJ. What's up? Play some old school!

Red Bull and champagne. Everything is free, just help yourselves.

There's Fido.

Quality is an important word for me.

- Hey, is everything good Fido? - Do I know you?

Sorry boys, I don't mingle with small time crooks any more.

We just wanted to ask if you know about a job?

If I did I wouldn't use you.

I say just call me if you know about something. We are ready. Okay?

Where were we?

Is it the same old?

- What are you doing here? - Don't tell me you are still pissed off?

- Yes I am. - It was a stressful period.

I had to find myself. Sold everything I owned and bought a sailboat.

- Oh yes. I heard your were locked up. - Huh? Who said that?

Your loser friends over there.

Them? They are history.

I just hang around aquademics now.

Right. Aquademics...

You. Let's stop messing about. You look beautiful.

- You remember how good it was? - No.

Well, hello there! Shall we see what time it is?

Look here! Same watch!

- 10,000 pounds sterling, milady. - 10,000 pesetas!

We got identical watches, baby!

Know what I think?

Don't ever touch me again.

Not to nag, but can you think about it?

No, I won't do that.

Just a little bit?

You decide. That's ok. Have I been a bad boy?

If so you have to punish me!

- One of them was left... - Everybody disappeared from the dance floor.

- Not the twins. - They ran for sure!

- Ali, check this out! Hello buddy! - Hello! Whassup?

- Hey! - Fuck off! Shut up!

Check this! Latest from Sony, Satio! The phatest camera!

Hey buddy! Take this. Jump into a cab and get home.

- Come to the party! - Sweet dreams!

This is the last I want to be remembered for. Fucking hell!

I want at least someone to have nice thoughts about me when I die.

- Not as a loser amongst losers. - Ali. Don't be so bitter.

- You have read too many books, Ali. - I have at least thought some, Nico

Do you know what this is? Grass I stole from Snoop's bodyguard.

I'm not kidding, I was at the gig.

- The Snoop Dogg? - It opens your brain in brand new ways.

- The Snoop Dogg, right. - No bullshit!

Can anyone feel anything?

No, I feel nothing.

It is a little fake.

You ask daddy to double up a big load.

The merchandise is ready, what are we waiting for?

I... There has been problems with the shipment, but in the morning...

You realise we pay for every extra day that we have the goods?

Listen, Susie. You have crushed someone from my family.

He deserved a beating, but you went too far.

He is an idiot, but he is family.

Do you think it is ok for you to argue about an extra day or two...

You need to fix it. Now.

- Do you have the falco? - We will get you the falcon.

But now we need that transport, and quickly.

- You know where I stand. - I know, but you don't.

You are up to the neck in shit!

- Fido, can you reach the falcon? - No, shit, my arm is fucked up.

Not my problem. Get replacements.

Do one have to drink protein shake or can one eat chicken?

- You don't get big in a day. - Hey boys, Fido called.

He has gotten a job for us for the Dane.

- You know what that means? - Money. Respect.

This is our chance, so don't fuck it up, I'm telling you.

Are you ready? Good. He'll soon be here, so wait there.

This is an easy job.

Break into a villa. Bring me a stuffed falcon.

- Pick up the bird at this guys place. - You'll get 50,000 now.

- Something wrong with the money? - Nope.

- Look at this man! - We have seen money loads of times.

Listen. This is super important.

Do not fuck up. This is your shot.

Okay? Good luck.

Relax, we have to be smart. We have to invest properly.

- Bluelights. - What the fuck are they good for?

Put them under your car. Cool effect whilst driving at night.

I can style your car to your taste.

Cash is the only thing that matters.

- Come on, come with! - No, no.

Are we bringing a druggie now?

Come on, Finish!

Now!

Yasmine! Hey!

- Long time no see! - Everything ok?

Excellent! Have gotten kids, and Espen a financial adviser.

We have bought a house in Holmenkollen. Pool and all, you have to come!

What about you Yasmine, how are you? Still working at the needle bus?

Things might turn out good for people like you too, you know.

Thanks! I have actually met a guy. He has sailed around the world.

Just me and the sea, trying to locate myself.

Crap. It doesn't work. Always something up with your stuff.

It is defect..

Turn off that bloody music.

Everybody are looking at us.

- Not that Ali from five years ago? - No, no.

- I thought he was locked up. - No, no.

Ali has just..., Ali has been sailing.

.

- He is very ambitious and... - Jesus, the music is so loud!

Look, they are filming, this is going straight onto YouTube.

Shit, I can't take any more of this.

Yee-haaa!

Speaking of the devil, isn't that Ali?

- I don't think he's been sailing... - Nice to meet you.

- Yasmine! Wait up! - What is it?

- What is your problem? - You! You and your clown buddies!

- My boys? What have they done? - We could have been together, Ali.

If not you have to babysit.

So we could have been together?

We could never have had been together. Every time we have a good time, it is because I have money..

Once I have no money you are just as sour as you are now.

- I can't be arsed listening to this. - That's fine withe me.

As long as it is about a superficial fuck.

Bobby, wake up!

Sleep well, Sandman visiting.

Wake up!

How do I take off the bluelights? Fuck!

We should have taken another car. The rich guys up there won't forget this one quickly.

- Hold it down, and I'll jump over. - Then he jumps over?

- Forget him. You press, I jump. - Hold it there?!

You hold here, and I hold with the foot.

- Hold it down! - Jump for fuck sake!

What the hell are you doing?

Is his name Friedland?

It is here. Come on!

- Where did you get that? - QXL.

I think I have heart palpitations. Ali, I can't breathe.

- My arm pricks. - Do you think you have a stroke now?

Don't fucking know, but my chest hurts.

Bullshit!

What the hell are you doing?

Quick, the syringe! Nico, stay!

- Get the hell away from here! - Where the hell did you get that from?

If he gets AIDS, we will be convicted for murder!

- Get ready, he is coming! - Who the hell are you?

Is that cool, or what?

- Oh no... oh no. - Oh yes... oh yes.

On a mission again. Where did you buy the dynamite?

Some Russian that works in Circus Merano. Sergej, a super guy.

You did not fucking buy explosives from a Russian circus artist?

Dynamite is dynamite, regardless who you buy it from.

Yes... but you light the fuse, okay?

Get in without being seen and place one load on the tank. Remember to use enough.

We have gone through the plan at least a couple times.

Have actually blown up a distillery before.

- But was it your own? - Potato, tomato.

- Be discrete. Discrete. - Okay!

What the fuck are you doing, you gawk?

We could have gotten drunk here!

Just looking at the tank makes be want to pee.

- Aren't you going to use some more? - The barrels are full.

But we have more, just use plenty then we will be sure it all disappears.

You heard Tommy. Discrete.

We just want a hole in the tank. Discrete eh?

Like when I fucked your mother in the Med.

Get ready for an insane bang!

Idiot!

Discrete?

A cadaver landed 300 meter from the farm. What the fuck is that?

How much explosives did you use?

- A little box... - Enough, I think it was enough.

Are you quite sure it was enough?

If Arve finds out about this I am fucked. And what will you be then?

- Fucked. Yes, fucked. - Very fucked. And me too.

- Why do we do this? - Cruelty to animals...

- We were going to blow up the building. - And why were we going to blow up the building?

- Because he had spirits... - To get rid of misuse of alcohol...

We were taking over the spirits market. Very good.

Okay, he's calling now. Get in the car. Get in, get in the car.

Have you found out who blew up the distillery? Come down to the bar.

- Have you found out anything more? - Nothing. Nether has the police.

I have been thinking. I think it is risky to start over so soon..

We have to think outside the box, expand into new markets.

You are thinking of Boksdal? Or are you thinking of... not Bod�?

I have a third cousin, not exactly an atom splitter.

But you don't have to be smart in order to distill liquor.

Tommy, we're going to somewhere where the crooks operate freely, -

- where criminals are understood and protected. Where the surest sign of spring -

- is free walking Nigerian hookers. We are going to Oslo!

Oh! Oh, shit.

- Wake up Nico! - Oh, shit

I don't feel well.

My tongue is swollen or something.

Bobby!

Can you look at my tongue?

I wonder is it swollen.

I can't see anything. Nothing. Maybe a little red.

Ali! We're not finished talking.

How dare you calling me a superficial fuck?

Where the hell did you find that syringe?

- Huh? - That syringe you planted in my neck.

- I would never have thought that about you. - Fuck, don't fuck about now!

- Are you going to say something? - I found it outside the shop.

A superficial fuck, is that all I am to you?

Of course you are not.

- Cut it out then! - But every time we meet you give out to me.

- We could have had something, Ali! - It is impossible to talk to you.

You're not easy to talk to either. Who do you have in there?

- Don't worry about that! Finish talking with me! - Why are you bare chested?

- Can I go in and see? Yes! - Be my guest.

- Find anyone? - Only Bobby and Nico screwing.

- Want to check out the crapper? - No, it's ok.

Where are you going? Are we not going to finish talking?

- Hey, fuck that! - Hey, stop it.

Quit it, boys! Where is the falcon?

- It is still in the car. - We will deliver that and then bring you to the A&E.

Fuck.

"Falcon gone. Sorry"

Is this a joke?

In a fucking SMS!

- Thank God he has left. - Let's go out.

Wait, wait, wait, we have to be certain!

- Okay, let us split. - Wait, wait, wait, wait.

We have to get his thoughts onto something else, You heard the Dane, we have to replace the falcon.

How hard can it be to get 50,000 kroner?

Nico, this is our chance.

We can save him this time. Let's tell him about the apartment thing!

We can't start with that story! Or do you want to say it?

Alright. It is always up to me to take responsibility.

What's going on, Ali?

Ali, Nico can solve our problem. Tell him.

Imagine that you are buying an apartment. You go to the viewing.

Packed with people, the dealer is in his element and the apartment is awesome.

The suddenly Al-Queda is in the hall. Do you see? Not likely to put an offer in then!

- Not me no. - That's the point.

We contact all possible bidders and take 10% of the bid below excess, -

- minus costs, expenses? No, no, no, that is...

I'm having a bad day, so if this can be done quickly.

Shalom, man. Egil, make some coffee. Ali and me have some business to discuss.

I take this.

Ali! Do you have kids? Kids love this.

I give you 300 if I can get away from all the bullshit today.

300, what are talking about? I am here to see!

Ali, are you having a bad day? Me too, and the whole world.

This is a rotating sock dryer.

Not a happy ambiance here today.

Fucking junkie!

Get out of here now! You!

Bring your fucking thrash.

I'm sorry yes! But don't think about me.

I have always made it alone.

And don't be too hard on Ali. Ali is a nice man!

He just had a bad day. Everybody have had a bad day.

Huh? You were so quiet today!

You fuck! You are just an empty vessel!

I am not.

I have things inside.

- We can not sell the car! - And we can not sell the shop!

I have inherited the rental contract and.. you know all about it!

- Do you want us to sell the car then? - At least we can get money for it!

Styled up, a lot of people will want it, your friends at Gr�nland for example.

But do you know what the car is? It is honour, respect, izzat, Nico.

- What the fuck are we going to do with izzat? - What have I taught you about izzat?

Fuck izzat!

Shit! Fuck!

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Oh hey!

Fido, you have cost me dearly. You have to make it good again.

- Sorry, I am sorry about the whole thing. - You are going to drive a lorry.

- From Stockholm to Oslo. - A lorry, yes.

Damn!

- I can't drive with this arm! - You fix it, I can't.

- Get up, for fuck sake! - Okay, sorry, sorry sorry.

- Shut up! Yes sir! - Here are the car keys.

And here are the papers, you give them to the cops should they stop you.

- And if you do that you are smart. - Okay, I'll be silent.

Drive carefully, and get going.

But, I just...

Hey!

I get hungry when I see all this. What are you eating?

King crab! Norwegian king crab!

This is what's nice with a family. Grand kids, bringing them to a restaurant.

But then it is so much to lose. Inger and Johannes, do you want an ice cream?

- Yes please. - Which kind?

- Chocolate. - Chocolate!

- And you? - Chocolate!

I need another delivery. Stockholm - Oslo.

The papers are ok. Last time. Then you will not hear from me again.

- I could have done this myself, you know. - I like to have control with my business..

But I have worked for you a long time and I would like some more trust.

You are nothing without me. You should show some gratitude.

- You get more power when you are ready for it. - Are you sure this is how you want it?

Are you sitting here and forgetting that you have earned good money on me?

- Money isn't everything! - Yes!

- No! Yes! - No! Yes! That's exactly what it is!

It is absolutely everything! Quality of life, family, health..

Last but no least, pussy!

You haven't seen Finish? The lawyer?

- Possibly in there. - Finish? Shit.

Not now. Ali, what are you doing here?

- Have you see Finish? - What are you doing here, I said.

- Have you seen Finish? - You have nothing to say to me?

- Do you know where Finish is? - Left half an hour ago, all good.

- I don't see what you are fussing about. - So fucking many things have happened.

- What have to done now? - Imagine a lion.

- Hey! Is that not Nicolaus? - Eh? Do I know you?

Here's a bear taking over everything.

- I am Arve, don't you remember me? - It can't happen, the lion is king.

- How is your dad? - The two ants, you know.

- He died 12 years ago. - That is the two ants. The lion...

...thought they were mates.

And they were going to be there for each other. But they never are.

Well boys. What do you know about spirits?

Tommy here. Come to Oslo immediately.

- Arve is staring the operation here now. - I don't know, I don't like southerners.

- Get in the car, okay? - The ants...

We have the equipment, you get the stuff. Starting swiftly you can -

- earn a lot of money, fast and secure. I'll buy everything you make.

- Those ants... - I'll give you a good price,

- What is a good price? - A distillery this size, 1,000 liters a week, -

- easily 50,000 per week. - Okay.

- Mm, it's been a long time. - Yes, shit.

Wait, wait, wait. I can't.

- Okay! Right! - Nicolaus!

- City folk! - Fucking farmers!

- You won't fucking believe this. - We have a plan!

- Yeast, sugar and water for 100. - Spirits! Spirits! We are distilling spirits!

- And we have been paid in advance! - How much are we talking about?

- 50,000? - Yes man! It's all there.

Just count. And call if you have any jobs.

- But where is the falcon? - Fuck the falcon, here's money!

What are you thinking about now?

We have enough money, but no falcon.

I told you not to fuck up, but that's what you have done.

I have to talk nicely to Joram.

Will ask him to buy you out of this mess.

You understand that? That's how it is.

- How much are we talking about here? - 500,000?

We have to get distilling and give the Dane everything we make.

We have no choice. Arve is coming with the equipment, right?

We only have to get yeast and sugar. A lot of sugar.

This fucking much sugar? Look at this!

Wow. 400 kilo?

I'd like to order 400 kg sugar.

Okay.

Right.

Boys, do you believe in destiny?

- Where are you going? - Mexico!

- Chill! We only need sugar! - How much?

400 kg.

If we nick that trailer we'll have sugar for all eternity.

Are we just going to sit here, like morons?

- Yep, that's out job. - Out job is to make spirits, not...

Oh, shut up.

There is the truck.

- You hold it down, I jump over. - I hold it up, you mean?

- I mean down, I'm going over. - It won't be stable then!

- It has to be hard, right? - Where does stability come into it?

- We're going over! - Stop it! The fence must be stiff.

- You're making it more difficult for me. - Screw the fucking light!

Listen here... Get the fucking light away.

It's like a yo yo!

- Is it you or me that is going over? - I'm going over, after you.

Then you'll get stability, but now we're talking efficiency.

- You've done this before? - Yes, loads of times.

- Turn off that fucking music! - Bobby, move!

It could be these...

Hey! Something is happening!

- Hey, motherfucker! - Who's the man?

What the hell are you doing?

They have a truck full of sugar. We have to sabotage it, for fuck sake!

How do we do that?

Joram, our merchandise is gone.

Who the fuck steals a lorry full of sugar?

Who the fuck steals a lorry full of sugar?

Who the fuck steals a lorry full of sugar?

Idiots!

Arve and me live here in this hotel.

And if Arve finds out anything about this...

- Then we are fucked. - Very good!

- I am also fucked. - You are fucked.

You said were were driving to...

- Look here, here is the container. - Maybe we could do this again?

- Maybe. - Drive the fuck away from here!

What are you doing?

Eh? Open it!

Hey! How are you? Nice to see you again!

- Have I been a bad boy? - I apologize about the arm, but you were an idiot.

Bastards!

'Suugarr'? What the hell is that?

- English. - Oh, soo-gaahr!

As you can see we have a car full of...

Suits...

- That can be sold very easily! - Have you started dealing on your own?

I'm sick of this bullshit! Feel like a prat with you.

I'm trying to do a deal for us. Yes us, earn some extra cash.

- Do you have a buyer? - No, not yet.

But Oslo is full of crooks.

Here are all the documents. Driving license, registration certificate, load papers...

"It looks good". "Yes sir, can I go on?"

"Drive on man". "Keep it real".

"Drive safely". "Thank you, sir. Good bye".

What are you doing?

Do you think that is annoying?

Not annoying, just bloody unnecessary.

Are you bothered?

Yee-haw!

Suckers!

So much fucking stuff.

- What the hell are the drums for, Nico? - The spirits of course, you moron.

Get it inside quickly, lads!

Let's see...

"Sette korken i fr� halvfjerding p� sotknotten"?

Huh? "Sorteknotten"? What are you on about?

"Sotknotten" could probably be that. Which is to be put on the soot pipe or... that.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, shit!

- Oh, fucking hey! - License and registration, please.

Just get down here. Have you drunk alcohol?

- No, no, no. - We'll take a test.

Follow this with your sight. Hey! Pay attention.

Drive to your destination, but no longer until you get that cast off.

- Was that all, then? - That was all.

Hey boss! Are you keen on bossing me around?

Fido here. The package is delivered. It went smoothly!

Sounds good Fido. Stay there until we arrive!

- Now what do you say? It's nice when things work out! - It's good!

Does it run on electricity?

We have all the yeast we need.

- There's a trailer at the same spot. - It is guarded.

- Fuck! It is Fido! And he is dead! - Don't shout!

What the hell do we do now? You that have read all the medical books?

- We have to blow life into in. - With the mouth?

- If you don't want to bring him back to life... - 1001, 1002...

- Hey! - Get the tape out.

- You just drive to the left. - You're the one reading the map.

- As best as I can! - There is the house of parliament.

That wasn't the house of parliament. You think everything big is the house of parliament.

- Straight ahead here and then to the right. - Right over here, yes.

- Right downtown. - We are downtown.

Go left now. Do as you do, go left.

- Do sit down. - Thank you very much.

How can I help you?

We would like to get rid of a load of suits and heard you might be interested.

So here we are. 100,000. For the entire batch.

- Where have you gotten these? - How the fuck does that matter?

Much more than you think!

100,000 for the entire batch so.

But I'm not buying them off you.

What kind of an amateur operation is this?

Do you want the suits of not?

Okay, let's go.

Danes have no moral. A nation of danish eating, -

- fat cowards. Have you forgotten the invasion?

Rolling over like fucking dogs.

Just laugh. I'm laughing too. My ass is laughing too!

Come on, Tommy, let's go.

I am not fucking Danish!

Who have you gotten the goods from?

Come on.

Some p-p-paki.

Paki? Hm?

Does he have a shop?

F-f-f-f-f-fff-fruit and tobacco.

Tommy. Family party.

Think he's in some kind of situation, and that is why he's not answering.

- Ask if we can have a raise. - Can we have a raise?

If we can have a raise can you just say... nothing.

- Ask him to bark twice if we have too. - Can you bark twice?

Can I talk? My ideas are better.

Are you on the phone? Give it to me! Hello?

Do something else, barking is boring, Do something more funny.

I'm sorry if barking is boring.

- Who is it? - Knut says barking is boring.

So hold off with the barking a bit.

- Who are you talking to? - My mother.

Finish. Look at yourself.

- The drugs are destroying you! - I'm sick because I'm not using.

How long have you been without?

- Almost a day. - Come with me. Come!

- I have to go to the loo. - oh, shut up!

- What the hell are you doing man? - I'm getting sick!

Don't fucking spew in my car!

You got to stop. The stink makes me sick.

I can't handle it if he gets sick in my car.

Stop here a moment. I'll give you one minute exactly. Understood?

I don't care what you do, just don't steal any more sugar trucks.

They drove away with your sugar!!

Now we've nicked two trailers.

It isn't sugar.

- It itches! Seen my medicines? - No, haven't see them.

It's drugs. Drive both cars to fruit & tobacco and leave them.

It is very important. Okay?

Fuck, it's drugs! Get rid of it!

- Have you finished spewing yet? - I'm done!

Did you break the long bone?

- Ali, I don't think this will work. - I'm bringing you to a doctor, the worst is over.

Listen Ali. I don't need much Maybe just 2-300 kroner.

- I'm sure there is something here that you need. - I don't need anything of that.

Wait a bit.

- What is that? - Oh, you can't get that I'm afraid.

Where did you find that? That's my falcon.

You have had my falcon all this time!

Give me the falcon.

Give me the falcon.

What the hell!

Is everything ok, or? We got to get out of here.

You, we have to get out of the car, it might catch on fire.

Give me the falcon. Fucking give me the falcon.

No! Hey, what are you doing!

Shoot the bastard now.

Fucking noisy here.

Can you wake up?

Get help!

- Go to the shop and get help! - Just don't push me around!

- It is a stressful situation! - Yes, we're all stressed out.

Free heroin!

Hey, Jonas, Ali has some problem that he...

Okay.

Get lost!

More heroin here!

Wake up, what are you up to? All hell has broken loose out there.

Get rid of the sugar bags, they are full of heroin!

Sugar?

Do you think you can fuck with me?

- The Dane is coming, what the fuck are we going to do?

I don't feel well. I'm taking a paracetamol.

Slow down, what are you telling me right now?

What the fuck do you think I am telling you?

Lock that fucking door!

Don't stress. We're two against one!

Bobby! Where the hell did you find that syringe?

I want some Ibuprofen!

What are you doing with my heroin?

- Where did you find the syringe? - What do you want?

Happy fucking amateurs! Is it possible?

Police, police, police! Get down I said!

- What the hell has happened to you? - Put the gun down!

Easy now, just easy.

I'm just taking this!

Where did all the drugs go?

It's like Constitution Day here outside Oslo jail.

The crime rate went down drastically after the addicts received free heroin.

I'm here with professor Marvin B�, and what do you think of the development?

Remarkable. Both crime and drug use are on the way down.

Who would have thought the solution was as simple as free drugs?

The excitement and the mystical aura around drugs, -

- is now common and boring and accessible for all.

With us we have two of the guys that was with the operation.

- Shape up, we're on TV. - Was this a spontaneous plan?

- Not in the slightest. - It was my idea.

I have served soup to homeless people many a Sunday.

- Hey! Tito! - Finish!

Damn, you look well!

This is proof that it works!

As we can see there is plenty of reuniting happiness here outside Oslo jail.

SHABBAS! You cunt! I want my money now!

No Shabbas or Ali-Baba live here.

It is viewing, so can you leave?

Wrong door, sorry.

- Maybe we should put in a bid. - The lawyer?

Shalom, shalom!