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Who brought these flowers? - A woman, she didn't wanna disturb.

You got any money for me? Your kids need to eat.

I just wanna hold him! - Just give it to her!

I can't wait to hug my little angel.

Wanna see him? Isn't he sweet?

Kids are all that matters in this fucking life.

You don't talk about what happened tonight and I won't tell your parents you've been drinking.

You just found yourself in the wrong place.

There's no right place for me. - I've been through that myself.

All she cared about was drugs.

It's terrible for a parent to lose a child that way.

I'll appeal to the Ethical Council if necessary.

Make me an offer. - Convince her and you'll get to keep your license.

We gotta focus on self-defense rather than on the abuse accusations.

What have you done?! You fucking pig!

Think of the money you're entitled to. He hit you, you defended yourself.

You're just a psycho!

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1.500 for everything. - It's all good as new, it's been used just a few times.

What does it mean? - It all went as planned.

Damn you! - Come with us.

No, I'm running a legitimate business!

Let's go, Karla. - I'm not Karla! I'm Carla!

It's a misunderstanding!

You're gonna regret this!

Come on! - Fucking bitch!

You're gorgeous!

I'm so nervous!

The only difference between you and the judge is softer toilet paper.

Shall I see you later? - No way! I'm never coming back here!

All I'm gonna do is work and work.

You'll get free treatment when I open the salon, I'm gonna spoil you so much!

You better!

Here... a goodbye gift.

Not the Smurf! - You need it more than I do.

Come on, Brynja. You gotta go - Ok.

I love you. Goodbye. - I love you too.

Wait!

Let me see what you wrote! - Not until you're out.

Otherwise it won't work.

Goodbye, darlings!

Bye, Brynja. - Take care.

Bye, bitch. I don't wanna see you again here, ok?

Þórgunnur, you're the best!

Bye-bye! I love you!

Thanks for picking me up. - No problem, my friend.

Hey! Vera!

Where's the baby?

Damn you! - Go away!

What happened to him?!

Why didn't you do as I told you?! - What's going on here?

Fuck you!

Open the fucking door! - Can't you shut her up?

Just go! - Let me in!

Go away, Brynja! - Linda! Help me!

Where did you leave the baby?

I have to go now, your mom will pick you up.

Is everything ok?

Hey...

Life's a bitch... she's gonna hit you and sometimes you gotta hit back.

Just don't say it came from me.

Also... there's something for you on the table.

We thought you deserved it. See you.

A comment on your nomination? - What's the family's position on Linda?

I'll make a public statement later.

Aren't you afraid that it might go wrong? - Have you ever seen me afraid?

Hey! You never told me you were gonna run!

You already knew when we spoke. - What exactly is this conversation about?

You gotta make an appointment if you want an interview.

Sit there.

Mom...

When we got at the scene, we found signs of a violent struggle.

The examination gave us further clues on what had happened.

The witness refers to the golf club found at the scene.

Forensics confirmed that this club fits with the wounds on the victim's body.

Also, the defendant's fingerprints and DNA were found on the same club.

112. How can I help you?

Is anyone there?

Can you give me name and address?

He wouldn't stop... I tried to stop him...

Who exactly are you talking about?

Send an ambulance... he may be... fuck!

She got out and I asked if she was gonna pay the ride.

I knew something was wrong...

...so I went in and I saw Þorvaldur covered in blood, it was horrible!

How can someone do something like that? A woman too!

Did she seem angry or upset to you?

Did she look like she could do something that serious?

No, no... she just looked a bit off. - "Off"?

Perhaps concerned about something.

I never have problems with these kids, they just want a ride home.

So nothing would suggest she was gonna get in the house and kill someone?

I don't know... she just said she was gonna go get the money.

Go get the money... thank you.

The defendant is to be considered responsible for her actions.

Thank you. Any more questions?

Defense may cross-examine the witness.

Isn't that true that prolonged abuse and insomnia...

...can result in hypersensitivity and overreactions...

...which might render someone unable to control their own actions?

Effects of prolonged drug abuse can vary from person to person.

What you mentioned is one possibility.

Is there any sound method to measure one's ability to judge?

Isn't all subjective?

We use standardized methods which take account of a number of factors.

No system is infallible and experience teaches us... - ...that we can't rule anything out.

Can we say it's impossible for us to rule out the possibility that the defendant was not able to control her actions?

Like you said... - Yes or no?

We can't rule that out... - We can't. Thank you.

Thanks.

Hey, you're drenched.

You need to pump it out and get some pills to stop the production.

I want my old cell, it had a nice view.

I got a nasty headache! - Why are you here?!

Are you... fuck! - I did nothing wrong.

Since when it's illegal to sell used clothes online?

Where are the kids?!

Mom, where are my children?! - Don't need to drag them into this.

Get inside! - Ragnheiður!

Ragga, they wanna talk to you.

Loa, get inside now!

Both parents and the temporary tutor are in jail.

We'll take care of them until we find a permanent solution.

What you mean? - I'm talking about Óskar, your son.

He's alright, don't worry about that.

He just got a little upset when they found him.

You didn't know...?

He was asleep in the car when your mother was arrested, she never told he was there.

They found him only 2 hours later.

Who found him?

Someone who was passing by.

Where the fuck are you...

Diljá! What happened? Where is he?

Don't worry about him. - Don't... where is he?!

Don't bother. - I'm your mother...

That's funny! Just so you know, I'll take care of myself from now on...

Shut up!

You can't live by yourself, you're 15.

I won't be staying in no fucking foster home!

Diljá! Fuck!

Shit!

Hi!

Is everything alright? - I love it, it's great!

I can't wait to start working tomorrow.

My friend owns a solarium, it's perfect.

That's good to know.

Well...

Get rested for your big day, this is just the beginning.

Do you need make-up? - No.

You gotta look sweet and nice.

See you. - We're going.

Linda!

Mom!

Let's go... - Touch me again and I report you!

I know about you more than you think.

Eyja. - I know something that might interest you.

Who are you? - It's about Valgerður Þorvaldsdóttir.

I don't listen to anonymous sources. - This will interest you.

It's about an MP covering a possible sexual assault as well as alcohol consumption by minors.

Hey, it's way past the time. - He didn't come.

Can't you call him? - If he don't show up it's not my business.

Ah... a young woman reporter wants to meet you.

I told her she's gotta be on the visitors list, like everyone else.

Vera?

Get out now. - Leave me alone!

You've been in there too long.

You fucking killed me! - Sorry...

Will you shut up? I'm trying to listen to this thing!

Breki?

Be careful. - Leave it to them.

Is it gonna leave wheel marks on the carpet? - I don't think so.

So they don't agree with you?

Wait, they're here. We'll talk later, bye.

Welcome home, dad! - Hello, my dear.

Did you open a flower shop? - Many were worried about you.

We also got a bunch of telegrams.

The President himself. - Indeed.

Did you take my glasses from the bedside table?

I must have forgotten. - I can't read this without glasses.

I'll go get them right away.

I'll read it for you.

Look who's here!

It's the head of TV news. Read this for your grandpa.

Hi, sweetheart. - Hi.

It's nice of you to welcome your old grandpa back.

From the President.

Have you ever read a card from him?

Shall we see what he has to say?

"Dear friend, with warm greetings and wishes of a good recovery. Respectfully..."

Well... that was generous of him.

One sentence and even a signature.

It's good to see you, my dear.

Sorry... wrong room.

Don't you know he came back home?

I don't think we have anything to talk about.

I finally know you, after all these years.

If I see you again around my husband, I'm gonna squash you like a fly!

Did you bring a present? Shove it up your ass!

You're so big...

You can hit me if you like.

Hey. - Someone named Ragga called for you.

Diljá ran away. Find her before the Social Services do!

What's going on? - Find her, Brynja!

She's all I have left! - Ok, calm down... yes, I'll write it down.

6... 9... ok.

What's her friend's name? Sara... ok.

Kringlan... perfect! I just have to go shopping for some work clothes.

You gotta clean it after you used it, you lazy-ass!

Leave me alone. - You use it, you clean it!

How did it go, Linda? - I don't know yet.

I'm not accustomed to this kind of things as some of you might be.

Have you been in the witness box? - No, that's tomorrow.

Police and psychiatrists have already spoken. - Who's your attorney?

Ásbjörn. - Ásbjörn Svein?!

Don't trust him, he's got no morality.

He only serves his own interest. - I don't really have a choice.

He was assigned to you? It's gonna do you no good.

He's gonna get a double paycheck, from the family and from the State.

He's out for sale. - Is he?

Ásbjörn would sell his own grandmother.

Are you talking about that pig? - That's right.

What? - I reported him to the Bar Association 6 months ago.

They did nothing. - Why did you report him?

He was my lawyer after I was raped.

Then I found out the man I'd reported to the police was his cousin, or something like that.

They were best buddies, families and all.

But that wasn't right! - Some impartiality, huh?

And the man was acquitted... surprise, surprise...

Do you have any evidence? The other rapist will be released.

Couldn't you get another lawyer? - I found out too late, the case was closed.

So I found out Ásbjörn wasn't actually working for me.

Bye, Rebekka. - Bye.

Rebekka? HI, I'm Eyja, from Stundin magazine.

I'm writing an article on women and sport, do you mind if I ask you some questions?

I really should go. - I can walk with you.

I got my Vespa. - Ok, perfect!

How many days a week do you train? - Five.

Wow... isn't that too much?

Thanks. - How you feeling?

These keep me up.

Let's talk about something more interesting.

How's going? - I have my followers.

We're working on the undecideds, you gotta handle those with gloves.

All in all, it's going well. Kolbeinn and his buddy started calling.

I've heard any kind of things.

I wanna take the high road but sometimes you just got to adapt.

Kolbeinn can't afford to throw around shit or he's gonna end up covered in it.

You know the saying: "All's fair in war and love". - I hate that proverb!

You should go look for a nice apartment.

A fancy penthouse on the beach, the perfect place for a scoop.

200 square meters, all for a young single woman.

How do you know these things? - We don't talk just politics on the golf course.

Hi, Kiddi. - Hi, you're back.

You thought I wouldn't be back? - No, no.

I need a urine sample. - No problem.

I'll give you a urine as pure as Virgin fucking Mary's.

After the first drops. - Yes.

THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING, FREE SOUL. SAY YES A THOUSAND TIMES. LINDA.

We're going great! - Don't say "we" like we were in some old folks home.

I didn't mean it that way.

It's no fun being crippled.

You'll recover soon, we'll get through this together.

Sorry... I must be impossible.

Shall we go with the blue tie then? - Get the black one.

What's going on? - Doors are closed for the media.

Can they do it in the middle of a trial? - Someone requested it.

You went into your father's house just to get some money?

Yes.

A little louder, please. - Yes.

I mean, I had the right...

I owed money and that was the only way.

The only way was stealing from your father?

I knew he kept money in the house.

I thought no one was there but he came in and he got mad.

He started hitting me, I got scared. - He hit you for stealing some money?

I wasn't stealing, it was my money. I'd have returned it.

I defended myself. - Was the money yours or were you stealing it?

What's the truth?

Is this lip gloss? - No.

How do I look? - Nice.

I'll take it.

I have this too!

Hi! This thing sucks or what?

I got it there.

Having fun here?

What school do you go? - Hlíðarskóli.

Nice!

Do you know Diljá? - Diljá?

She goes to Breiðholtsskolan, she does ballet or something like that.

No? Ok... I just thought...

Alright then!

Is that a price tag??

Hello!

Auðbrekka, please. - Ok. What number?

Karfavogur. I don't know the number.

Just a moment.

You're on.

It's not easy to talk about what happened.

There was anger, lack of self-control...

But I didn't hit my daughter, I don't resent her.

On the contrary...

...she's my daughter and I love her very much.

It wasn't my daughter who did that, it was the drugs.

That demon which causes kids to become ruthless.

I really hope we can get Linda back and that she'll choose the right path through life.

That's my biggest wish.

Before she hit you, did you threaten her in some way?

No, I'd never lift a finger on my own daughter...

...or on anyone in my family.

She could have killed me.

I feel in part responsible because I failed with her.

I can't protect her from all this.

Bye!

Hi, love. Is Sindri home? - Wait.

Mom!

Sindri! Mom's here!

Hi, dear.

You got so tall! Oh my God!

Mom?

How are you, my dear?

Get inside.

You can't come here! - I wanted to see him.

If you don't leave right away, I'm calling the police.

I won't bother you, I promise! - Just go away, Brynja.

I'm clean, ok? I got a job and...

Sindri! Let me talk to you! - You can't go in, Brynja.

Please... - No. Goodbye.

Sindri! Open the door!

I'm your mother!

Mom loves you.

Hi. An ice cold beer, please.

It's so fucking hot. - Do you own the place?

Yes... just reborn on the Sate's dime.

I'm paying for the old man. - It's 1,50.

Thank you very much, God bless you.

It's his job to bless people.

Shit... I can't find my wallet.

Be kind, please!

I'll pay. - Thanks, Breki.

You fell off the wagon?

Some things never change, right?

Have you been there lately?

I must admit I kinda miss that place.

You like Linda, don't you? She's good as gold!

Even I would like to marry her!

Girls like her...

...shouldn't be in prison.

You mean she's better than the rest of us? - Yes.

That's not very nice...

It's true though... she's a sports car, we're a bunch of clunkers.

Cheers to that! To Linda!

To Linda. - I fucking love her.

The defendant was in her right mind and fully aware of the consequences of such a violent act.

The prosecution requests an 8 year sentence for attempted murder.

Plus, payment of all legal costs and a 60,000 crowns compensation for damages.

Alright, thank you.

Defense may take the floor.

Your Honor, the prosecution built its case on...

No, stop it! - Silence!

He doesn't represent me. - The defense has the duty to...

I'm firing him!

It was never about the money! He told me to say that!

Please, sit down.

This man abused me and not just one time!

He did it again and again, that pig! I was just a little girl!

Don't say that about your father! - He's not my father, he abused me!

You're out of your mind!

You gotta do better than that if you wanna get some.

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