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-Hey, Hermione. -Where is the baby?

My name is Cecilie, I'm a nurse. You have to try to breathe. Breathe.

-Where is the baby? Have I given birth? -The doctor will be right here. Stay calm.

Where has the baby gone?

-Have I given birth? -Yes, you have.

Have I given birth? Where has the baby gone?

We had to take the baby out by C-section. The fetal sound was gone.

It hurts me to say this, but unfortunately the baby's life could not be saved.

It was a little boy.

It hurts.

Is there anyone you want us to notify? Someone who can be here with you?

-Should I contact the father of the child? -No!

Cecilie is here. She can answer questions and talk to you if you want.

I just want to be alone.

English translation: PolliSoft

-Do you speak Norwegian? -Yes.

Be careful with the dresses. She might sell them.

And bring the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. She'll to need that, too.

William! So good to see you! Welcome home!

-Damn, what's going on here? -Celine is moving out.

-As in she's moving away from you? -No, I threw her out.

I have hired some nice Poles that are moving her things now.

-How does she take it? -Not that well, but she reacted at least.

That's more than she usually does in the pill fog. She even falls asleep while we fuck.

Not sure if that's on her, though. There are only Eastern Europeans in moving agencies.

That's because the muscles are more developed than the brain. They're the horses of Europe.

Here comes a Polish fjord horse. Hey hey. Kurwa! Dragging and pulling.

-And you are on a roadtrip? -I'm on my way to visit my mother.

Yes, since you are such a kind and good son.

Dad has fallen ill, and I want them to meet.

How long have you been trying to get them back together?

-35 years. They divorced when I was 13. -It's sick!

She doesn't even want to. Why do you bother?

Here we are, then. The eternal child of divorce and a newly divorced.

Great advertising for marriage.

Call Kjølsen.

Faen...

-Veile. -Gartner service. You had called?

I need some boxes of good soil, but preferably today.

-We'll fix that. Name and address? -Fjordveien 23. Kjølsen.

-What about a quick test? -No point. It hasn't been long enough.

-How long does it take? -Two-three weeks.

-It's not possible. -That's the time it takes.

-The smartest thing is to use a condom. -I know I'm to blame for this.

It's my blood in that ampoule, not yours.

-How much will it cost? -What?

Okay, okay, okay...

30,000. I'll have the answer as soon as possible.

Who you pay doesn't matter to me.

You take one test before the other, there is nothing else to it.

-Something else? -Do you have lust for life on prescription?

I have valium.

-I have that too. -I'll call you as soon as I know.

-Mother! -I'm here. Be right there.

Hi. Nice to see you. It's not that often.

-I called yesterday, right? -I called you, you mean?

-Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? -No thanks. Are you on your way out?

Yes, I'm off to meet a friend for lunch.

-Yes? -What?

You never come unannounced unless you want something.

-I just wanted to stop by. -Don't forget that I've known you your whole life.

Ever since you fell over every time you tried to sit, because you were so chubby.

-I was not chubby. -Yes, you were.

Are you going to tell me what you want?

-Father has fallen ill. -Oh well.

-And? -He's being diagnosed. Cell samples.

He's very far down. He's scared.

Jeppe, my friend. I know you mean well.

But I can't bear to take that on again.

Father is a sick, lonely old man.

What you once hated about him is not there anymore.

He asked for you. Can't you just have a coffee with him? Please.

I can book a table at the Ekeberg restaurant. Anything you want.

-No, I have to go to lunch. -Just one fucking coffee!

He's paid for the house you live in!

Yes, as if that was enough. He owes me so much more.

Had I told you everything, he wouldn't have had you to talk to either.

Lock up when you leave.

One fucking coffee.

-How much time until the get-go? -I don't know yet.

I need to notify the board that I need some financial room for maneuver.

One more thing. I'm going to need a limited company in Jersey or Cyprus.

All right, I'll have one set up. It comes with a card in the Bank of Wales.

-Where does the money come from? -SMF in Gibraltar.

Where can I get a nice chubby woman in this town?

-Do you mean medium chubby or obese? -Obese.

Oh yeah, I know the guy to call.

-You're going to be squashed. -Cheers mate.

I want to see it.

See the baby.

Yes. You may.

-Can you walk? -Yes.

Do you want me to...?

No, I'll do it.

Dark...

I want you to take a DNA test.

Take a test, and give it to me in writing, -

-so that I have a DNA confirmation of the child's father.

Daddy's home! Hi! Hey, kids.

Oi! Be careful. I'm about to fall over.

-Easy there... Nice to see you. -Nice to see you too.

All right, I'm afraid I have some bad news. I forgot to buy you presents.

-No! -No, I haven't.

Come upstair. I bought you something as well.

Yes yes, yes yes. Daddy delivers.

-You want to go home at your own risk? -Yes.

Then you need to get painkillers in addition to Ibux and Paracet. OxyNorm.

Return the ones you won't take. They are addictive. Do you have a pump?

There will probably be milk, and your breast might burst. You'll get a pump.

And you'll get some blood, since you've lost a lot.

I wish you would stay here.

-I want to go home. -A moment.

Can we call someone who can pick you up?

No.

Should we use crates?

Yes, take all you have there and fill them with the best soil.

-Should I plant anything for you? -No, I'll handle that. That's half the fun.

-OK, that's it. -By the way, do you have porch heaters?

No, that we don't have, but we have heat lamps.

Perfect! Bring them and send the invoice here. That works.

-Then we just mill this place up? -Yes, for sure.

There's a flower bed over there. Get rid of that while you're at it.

Call Henrik.

-Hello? -The apartment, tonight?

-You need to look at some papers. -Just got to work.

Life: roll the dice two. I have lots of mail.

It'll only take an hour. If we're not going to have some fun afterwards, that is.

I'll manage an hour. Fun afterwards is completely irrelevant.

Hermine Veile is here.

What can I do for you?

I thought we could talk about what we can do for each other.

-Now you're single, I'm not. -You never cared about that, did you?

-What can I do for you? -You're going to teach me everything you know about stocks.

Everything I know about stocks?

-Damn. -What?

Isn't it Adam's job to teach you those things?

That's why I'm here. I can't depend on Adam.

-Because...? -Because he's crazy.

I can't have him in my life.

What do you know about stocks, then?

-Nothing. -Nothing?

-No. -Stock Exchange?

I don't expect you to make me a stock expert.

I just want to know how you make your money.

You may have watched the news?

They say it has been a record day on the Oslo Stock Exchange, or that the numbers were dark red.

As a measure of the economy. And you think that now the stock market is doing well, -

-then these are good times. In reality, ordinary people make zero money from the stock market.

Unless it is Corona or financial crisis as in 2008, -

-the stock exchange measures nothing that affects ordinary lives.

What the stock market measures is the belief in companies. How the stock market works is simple.

How you make money is something completely different. Imagine that you own a company.

So you sell bottled water. Imagine that.

Of filtered rain called Norwegian Mountain Mist.

You sell a lot locally, want to expand and go to a brokerage house.

They get some profiled investors, and then you have money and can expand.

The brokerage says: You are ready for the stock market.

You put out a number of shares for NOK 100, and it sells well. You can expand.

You also sell abroad and expand the offer you have.

Now you also sell filtered snow called Norwegian Ice Cold Crystal.

You pay part of the profit to the first people who bought shares. They're called dividends.

Now brokers are starting to see that you get five times the money back.

They were too late the first time, but now they buy shares and pay 500.

They are confident that they will continue to increase to 2,000 within a year.

Shares are small parts of a company that are sold and bought, -

-based on the illusion of future value.

That happens tens of thousands of times a second.

50 years ago, just as many people in the middle class owned shares.

The companies were community support. That changed through the 70's.

Now the business leaders and companies now have only one area of ​​responsibility: the shareholders.

Since they own the company, the task is to make money for them.

That is today's capitalism. Greed is good.

Until you find out that it's rotten inside and collapses.

Like when the dotcom bubble burst in 2000 like a nicely made up whore with syphilis.

-Nice images. -Thanks.

So just do that. Find a company that is on the rise before everyone else, and buy.

FIFO -first in, first out.

When everyone else is talking about a company, you need to sell.

It does not increase forever without it collapsing.

And when it collapses, you lose your job and your home.

It is only then that you, as a regular consumer, notice it.

To keep the value of a company up -

-the company buys back its own shares to reduce availability.

Companies that were previously run with a time perspective of 50 years, now have 5.

And we move money between companies. Buy before it rises, -

-and jumps off before it collapses. Then we find another place -

-before the idiots, LILO, last in, last out, realize that it will rise.

So Adam and you are smart enough -

-to know where to place the money before it blows?

In some cases. But in the long run -

-is it too risky to just invest money based on available information.

What do you do then?

Finds information that is not available.

Where do you find it?

That, my friend, you have to find out for yourself.

Come on, Henrik.

In case you notice that I do not have a stomach anymore...

-What is it? -It's a dead child.

-And it's yours. -Yes.

Condolences.

-Why... -I want a million to invest.

-Why should I do that? -I'm almost 40 years old.

I won't be getting a job. I don't receive social security contributions. I have no education.

I'm dependant to a fucking psychopath to survive.

And now he has taken the only thing I really care about.

I have one last chance to get away. From him, from everything I've been.

From the whole fucking world you live in.

Do not think for a second that I care that I will bring you down with me.

If you don't pay, I will send that to your wife.

-You will? -Yes.

I've checked. You are good for over 500 million.

Maybe you have one to spare to keep the life you have today?

Isn't it Adam you should really run this by?

Do you know how the child died?

He pretended to hang himself, so I had a miscarriage.

You have nothing to say to that?

Hermione. This here...

This solution you have envisioned, it presupposes one thing.

That I care about my family and the life I have.

You have two days, Henrik.

Hey.

-Are you healthy? -Not really. Healthier.

I didn't know that Celine had asked you to quit. Sorry about that.

-Are they good to you here? -I clean a lot.

-How much is a lot? -I clean the whole house twice.

I clean the neighbor's. On the weekends I clean the boat.

What do they pay you extra for that?

-How much do you work each week? -Seven in the morning to eight in the evening.

Every day? Right. There you see.

Pim, it's not even allowed. Are they lawyers?

-Advertising. -Pim, you're screwed. This is shit.

We're making a deal. I'll call Atlantis and tell them about this.

When they call, you say you want to get back to me.

If you have a girlfriend, I'll hire her to do the laundry.

Then you can focus on the guys.

And I promise never to shoot myself again.

-It is allowed to laugh, you know. -OK.

That it's allowed to laugh, or that you will come back?

-I'll come back. -Yes!

-See you. -See you.

What the hell is wrong with you?

-I had a visit from your wife. -Ex. What did she want?

Yes, what did she want? She lost her child.

It died in her stomach when you "hung" yourself.

Adam, what the hell?

Congratulations. You escaped. You are allowed to say thanks.

No, you got away. I'm fucked. She has taken a DNA test of the child.

Or of the corpse, really. Now she's demanding money from me. Quite a lot of money.

-Adam, what the hell are you doing? -Nothing special.

I just wanted to see if she cared.

I didn't think she had it in her. Don't think about it anymore. I'll clean this up.

She probably has a lot in her now. And she'll hardly talk to you.

-Hey boys! I'm in a bit of a hurry. Go ahead. -In a hurry? What are you doing?

May I not tell you everything? It's an adult thing.

-Old stuff? -No.

-And you're single. Congratulations. -Thank you.

-Have I started a trend? -It's nothing really.

I came home, asked her to move, demanded custody, hired one to two au pairs.

-Very good. -That he will have sex with.

I'm thinking one black, one brown and one white. United Colors of William. At home.

-Good brothel name. Adam, go ahead. -Salmon! Shall we talk about salmon?

-Hi. -Hi.

I just...

-William wants a divorce. -Oof, right.

I needed someone to talk to.

You don't want to take it over with one of your girlfriends, do you? I mean...

Right. I just thought that...

-Since you've been through it. -Yes, you know what...

I'm not quite in shape today.

But maybe we can text tomorrow, then we'll see if we can meet up.

I'm not really in shape right now.

You... Do you know of anyone who hates William?

-Or who does not like him? -William?

Yes. The friends Adam and I had together were Adam's friends.

I need someone who doesn't like them, but who works with what they do.

I'm in the same situation, really.

-All our friends were really his. -Yes.

Think about it, and we can talk tomorrow. Bye.

-And to round up, please join me... -I just have to say something about the elephant.

I've been on a long journey mentally. I've been batshit cracy.

Couldn't wait to get rid of it. Now we're here.

I'm asking you to just let it go. Just move on.

-OK, then that's behind us. -Are you finished talking?

A work of art that represents the deal.

A crossover between what we export most to Asia, with what we import most:

"Fishing device with crooked eyes."

It's so beautiful. Thank you. Thank you!

Good initiative, but I unfortunately have to go.

-Save some salmon for me. -No, not when I made the table this nice.

-You mustn't fuck the food. -Just the table.

I have to go home. Damn it!

-We'll talk later, then. Good seeing you. -More for us.

-Anyone know you have fucked my wife? -No.

You haven't boasted to your bitch friends that you are fucking Jeppe Schøitt's wife?

-No. -If you report this, I'm ruining your life.

You'll be friendless, divorced and unemplyed.

-OK? -Yes.

And I'm going to ask for a little favor.

And you will do that favor for me.

That's it! Off you go now.

-Hello? -Hi, it's me.

I just remembered... There was a guy William lost a lot of money to.

There was some trouble with him for a while. It's been a few years.

Michael Besky... or Beskow. Something like that.

OK. We'll text tomorrow, then.

Would you like a piece? Yellowtail. My favorite. Just take a bite.

Yes? Beskow?

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