Original subtitles

WELCOME TO UTMARK

I'm ready.

I'm going to Sáivo.

It won't be long before you arrive as well.

And then we'll all sit together.

AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY

What the hell happened to you?

Can I do business with you without dealing with Bilzi?

-What do you mean? -That I'm not doing business with Bilzi.

I do as I please.

Well...

I've got 1200 bottles of Russian gin.

Yes...

I don't know anyone who could take on such a large quantity.

But perhaps you do?

Perhaps.

I could make some calls.

Make sure we have buyers for all that gin of yours.

Then I could tell you where to pick up those...

twelve hundred bottles.

-We could do it like that. -That is indeed an option.

Dearest?

Dearest?

Dearest?

Hello?

You have to hurry.

He's dead.

Shaping up nicely, isn't it?

-Have you seen Odd? -Odd?

No, I haven't seen him today.

-I haven't opened yet. -Right...

I just wanted to say that...

I don't agree with Helene.

It is the duty of the church to answer when someone asks for help.

Yes...

And...

I can try to exorcise that demon.

But are you a real priest?

It's not about me, it's about faith.

About the holy word and the divine power.

Where should we do it?

This is my last will.

Right...

No organist.

No priest.

No guests.

A pine tree coffin.

One joik. That's all.

-Burial or cremation? -I want a hole in the ground, I said!

I want to become soil.

With or without invoice?

Marja?

Lord, we sit here in this basement...

two of your children.

One child is being haunted by an evil spirit.

Lord, we ask for your power.

Your strength.

Shut your mouth, whelp!

I speak when I have something to say!

I don't take orders

from a weakling like you...

nor from an asshole God!

Did anything happen? Did he come out?

Did he say goodbye?

-Possibly. -Right...

You know what?

I feel lighter.

Well, then...

Then it probably helped.

- Hello. -Hi.

I'm so sorry!

I didn't mean the things I said yesterday.

I...

I have no idea what I'm doing, I just...

Perhaps it's...

Perhaps it's for the best if you stay with your dad for a while?

I can stay at the motel or something, until we figure out what to do.

I'm already here.

You're already where?

At the motel.

You're not with your dad?

No, dad is drinking again.

I can't live with a father who's a drunk and neither can I live with you.

Don't just stand there. Help me look.

Come on, we've gotta hurry.

-Yes? -It's Ingo.

We're ready, except for Olle. He's strained his back.

I'll be there by midnight.

-It's Russian gin, right? -That is correct.

-Same price? -Yes.

-I've found them. -Thank God!

We're not stealing the money.

-It's ours. -Yup.

Hi.

You came.

We'll fetch our things tomorrow. I'm so sorry, dear.

This is Sven. What is this I'm hearing?

-How the hell would I know? -You have a shipment of gin coming in?

I have 117 grumpy customers waiting, yet you call Olle,

and not me?

-You're driving the ATV? -Yeah.

-Where's the truck? -At the garage.

Again? It's just been there.

Yeah. Something's up with the clutch again.

Do we have something to talk about, Miss Heige?

Stop calling me Miss Heige! Stop right now!

My, how sensitive we are today.

I think I'll let you powder your nose in peace.

I make sheep...

French style.

With...

With Béarnaise.

I'm going to Albania.

We're going to drive. With Drita. To Oslo. Sell the car.

And then we fly to Bucharest.

And then we fly home.

But... But what about the money for your kiosk?

I have some money to buy a small kiosk.

I'm good.

Good.

I think I need to get my stuff.

You could stay.

I have to go.

A coward.

A weakling. A loser!

A charlatan.

Shit...

Nils?

What happened to that flat screen?

You said you'd buy one.

Don't bring up that shit again! Could it be that I've got other duties?

We can't all be demented idiots!

Forgive me. Of course I didn't mean that.

I'm so stressed out.

It's so stressful at work. I don't know what to do. Everything's a mess.

You know that I'm not like that.

You know that I never talk to you that way.

I don't know anything.

I only know what you tell me.

Dear Ingrid.

When you hear this, I'll no longer be here.

I will have driven into the swamp.

I've found peace, and that's good.

The man you trusted more than anyone else...

He deceived you.

Lied to you.

And let you down.

We did have a flatscreen.

You did have jewelry.

We had a nest egg, and then some.

You didn't misplace your wedding ring.

I took it from your nightstand like a common thief.

Yes, a thief.

Corrupt and spineless.

A sheriff unworthy of his uniform.

A husband unworthy of you.

And where did the money go? I squandered it on card games.

I am driven by forces much stronger than me,

and there is no excuse.

Yet I apologize from the bottom of my heart.

I love you, Ingrid.

My oh my. How cute!

Is it ladies' night or what, Miss Heige?

What a naughty girl you've been.

And you Norwegians...

You are a bunch of weaklings.

A people with no backbone. You will all perish.

You will all die out.

You will all disappear from my land, once more.

You're house plants in the wilderness.

In the wild, the wolf reigns supreme.

He has the sharpest teeth.

He's the strongest.

The law of the land is "eat or be eaten".

Those are the only options.

And I eat. I am the wolf.

And you? You are a sheep.

Miss Heige.

We're taking all of this gin.

Consider it blood money for Horagallis.

But blood money is only money.

Repeat after me:

"Please forgive me for running over Horagallis.

I apologize from the bottom of my sheep's heart."

No.

I demand that apology.

No.

Either you give me that apology...

Or you tell me no for the third time.

And I swear, that will be your last word on this earth.

Bilzi...

Do I have to repeat myself?! Load up the gin!

We're almost done here, Miss Heige!

I can't hear you.

Bilzi...

What's going on here?

Do you have anything to say for yourselves?

I did it.

And what did you boys have in mind next?

Well, that...

-That he would disappear. -I am the law here.

I decide what should disappear, and what shouldn't disappear.

It's probably for the best that he disappears.

Bilzi?

Heige!

Where's Bilzi?

It's probably for the best that we don't ask.

Let's tell each other that it was the strangest thing.

Let's tell each other that it was the strangest thing,

what became of Bilzi.

That he is gone.

Even now, it's terribly strange.

In time, it will become yet another of our many strange local tales.

The tale of Horagallis.

Of the wolf that was here, yet wasn't.

The tale of the Finns who disappeared.

And the tale of Bilzi, who disappeared.

People will make up explanations.

Rumors... They'll go around.

And tales will become truths.

I'd prefer to stay in my caravan, but...

You and Marin are welcome to stay.

I think I'll be happier...

somewhere else.

Fuck.

I saw Bilzi in Sáivo.

Where?

Sáivo. The spirit world.

Right.

I'm hungry. I want a coffee and a piece of smoked sausage.

I'm done here.

Telephone!

-Show me! -Like this...

Coffee. Coffee, coffee, coffee!

Yes?

Come pick me up.

Shall we go?

You go.

-I think I have to go back. -Back?

Because of love?

I'm not quite sure yet. We never talk.

But I think it would be wise to go back.

If only to find out whether there's any hope for us.

-Man plans, God laughs. -God is dead...

from laughter.

I am driven by forces much stronger than me,

and there is no excuse.

Yet I apologize from the bottom of my heart.

I love you, Ingrid.

There's... There's a group...

an AA group in town.

Hello...

My name is Finn.

And I'm... I'm an alcoholic.

Thou who has lit up millions of stars

Teach us to light up Thy path to us

Thou art our Father Who guards and protects

The one we humbly worship And believe in

We thank Thee

For this bright day gone by

Forgive us For what we did not get done

Fill us with faith and peace In our slumber

We thank Thee for every joy That filled our hearts

For every time Thou Turned our lives into celebration

Help us have faith That all our pleasure and pain

Comes from Thy wisdom Of what serves us best

Find us even among the weak and small

Help us on the right path

I know that whoever killed Bilzi,

hides behind one of those pale, holy masks.

I swear, I will rip off that mask

and look that devil straight in the eye before I squeeze the life out of him.

...over a world Of unrighteousness and defiance

Deliver by Thy hand

Our hearts and minds

And let Thy light

Shine through us

Translation: Nicolai Herzog