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Calm yourself Didda. Give it to those bastards.

Don't worry, that's just the murderer saying hi.

Are you finished? How are you feeling in here?

The bed is so gross I can't sleep on it.

Well, can't they... Mom, my back is killing me.

You know I have a slipped disk.

I can't do this.

You'll feel so much better.

Outdoor time!

How the fuck are they like this? Didn't they get it from you?

Then it's the new one.

You think you're so superior.

You're nothing but a fucking junkie.

Hi, Breki. Linda.

I think it's a little weird. What?

The dude lending you a book. He is up to something.

Those are all victims of sexual abuse. Women who pressed charges.

What are you implying? My family is not like this.

Where they close? I know him so little.

Is it possible something happened between them?

Remind me, how are you connected to the family?

Hello, Valgerdur dear. What's going on?

Kolbeinn has just dumped me as deputy MP and went with Baldur.

Don't let these boys get away with this.

Hi, it's Rebekka.

Hi, darling. It's Linda.

This is also Tempur.

It adjusts to the body and breathes.

Is there a big difference between this one and the other.

Yes, this is the new model, comes with 8 years warranty.

Well I don't know...

It's a little unusual.

Those who once try Tempur never go back.

Especially if you have back problems.

It's not intended for me, but my daughter.

Only the best for the kids, right?

What's going on? Off the stairs!

New beds? Nice. It's for Linda.

Hold on. What about us?

She has a medical certificate.

Medical certificate? Yes.

Well, I hope your slipped disc gets better.

Thanks! Can I just die in this bed!

You shouldn't put up with these awful conditions.

Tell me about it!

Next I'll demand they paint my cell.

I mean, just look at this place!

Are we less important just because we have a vagina? Kept in some dorm in the fucking suburbs!

Where's the equality in that?

Are you a fucking feminist? Fuck, yes, who isn't?

I'm also a feminist.

Fucking feminist...

Brynja! Relax.

This calls for a celebration.

Can you squeeze something out of your friend Ragga?

Sure can. It's on me.

Now we're talking!

Not a word where you got the money. Ok.

Please have some coffee before you leave.

That's very kind but we I insist.

You've been working so hard.

The weather's been quite nice.

Please have some more.

Thank you. Thank you. Bye.

Christ, I'm so stupid!

So terribly gullible.

There, there...

Will you ever be able to forgive me?

Everyone makes mistakes.

That damned girl was just so convincing.

It never occurred to me that she might be a reporter.

She didn't introduce herself as such?

No she didn't.

Hi. Hi.

Sorry, I haven't finished the book yet. It's so long.

But I will if I can keep it a while longer.

Is it any good? Hot stuff.

Seriously erotic in places.

The Japanese can be rather perverted at times.

Maybe but even so, it's all so natural.

I'm really connecting with the heroine. She's like me.

You seduce men only to stick pins into their necks?

Well, who knows?

No, I mean...

We're both alone in the world.

I'm here.

OK, let's start then.

Aren't you going to note it down?

Don't worry, it hasn't escaped me.

Present.

Staying clean has saved my life.

Living the solution,

one day at a time.

Do people come here intoxicated?

I think it's disrespectful to us who are trying our best.

Now I can't be bothered to talk about it anymore.

Thank you, Didda. No, thank you.

Thanks for a good meeting.

Look, I really need to talk to you.

That's why we have these meetings.

I'm fucking dying here.

I try to assist those who want to change their life.

Those who are serious about it. I'm serious.

Then show it.

Have a seat, Eyja.

Sit down!

Will you please get out of my car.

Don't be so childish.

You made a fundamental error, lying about your identity.

But it's not the end of the world.

A defeat teaches us to do better next time.

Thanks for the gift card wisdom.

Now get out!

I understand why you did it.

If it didn't affect me personally, I might even admire... Sorry, but what is it you understand?

That you want the truth.

And you're going bring me it?

It is time people get the real story of what my family has gone through,

not the fabrications of a gossipy next door neighbor.

It's strange, I feel more free locked up in here than out there.

What I miss the most is waking up slightly hung over.

Meeting someone at a cafe and hanging out.

Your life is so terribly exciting!

Just those everyday things.

Having the freedom to do absolutely nothing.

Maybe buy a trip to Copenhagen or Berlin.

I once woke up in a laundry room in the suburbs.

I had no fucking idea how I got there.

Anyway, I was lying on a heap of dirty clothes.

I remember it was a beautiful day.

The sun shone through the window, onto my cheek.

Suddenly this chick walks in. About the same age as me.

Had a little boy with her.

And this chick went stir crazy.

"What are you doing here! Get the fuck out!"

In front of the kid and all.

And I just said: "Relax, just relax dear."

And she like: "I'm calling the police!"

Going completely nuts.

But the kid was so beautiful.

Those big blue eyes just looked at me.

Didn't judge at all.

The thing I miss the most

is hugging my little boy.

It hurts all over just thinking about it.

When was the last time you saw him?

Hey, let's play ball!

Hi.

What are you doing?

Hiding from Sóldís. She's always hitting me.

Can't you tell the teachers?

Then she'll only hit me more.

But it's alright.

I like being on my own. Then I can do whatever I want.

What's your favorite thing?

Why are you in prison?

Are you thinking things over?

You can't be here kid!

Hey!

Stop it!

She started it!

Everyone inside! Exercise cancelled.

What? Fucking unfair, I didn't do shit!

Inside!

Wait...

Clean up the cigarette butts.

All of them!

Inside!

Sorry.

Ylfa? Is that you, dear?

I almost didn't recognize you.

You're so... and you have a baby?

Congratulations.

Goodness gracious... She's absolutely lovely.

And you?

Everything going well?

Yes... I'm sorry but I'm in a bit of a hurry.

We're late for a check up.

Yes, darling, don't let me hold you up.

Wonderful to see you.

Likewise.

Best of luck.

Who did it?

If anyone dares to go into my room again

Read them and weep. No!

I won't put up with this. I can't even have things for myself.

It's like a kindergarten or something.

There's nothing more pathetic

There is nothing wrong with this photo.

A tad overdone, perhaps.

Do you really think these are all natural?

Vigdís was never Photoshopped.

Back then digital enhancement didn't even exist.

Sure did. It was called "reducing".

People hate being sold glossy pics that conceal the truth.

You couldn't be more wrong.

People want to see their idols through rosecolored spectacles.

It goes all the way back to the old painters

Oh, so you're transforming me into something that sells?

I'm not having a bloody advertising makeover!

Why don't you just get business cards printed,

"Party Secretary."

Listen Velgerdur... I have a killer team.

Just trust us. It isn't our first time doing this.

We're ready to go as soon as you give the word.

Not just yet. And I don't want this leaked.

This needs to be a surprise if it's to work.

Don't you trust me?

It just needed to be said. No reason to be offended.

And are you ready to push all your other business aside the next weeks?

I'm all yours.

Oh, I thought you were all mine?

Hi darling.

Has something happened?

No, everything's fine. I was just leaving. You have a practice later?

Yeah, but I have a headache.

So I'm going to lie down for a while.

I'll go make a healing smoothie. The turmeric, ginger combo.

Are we doing the right thing?

We both know what it means to go into an election campaign.

With Rebekka and everything that's happening

This has nothing to do with Rebekka.

You just need to make a decision.

Hey, come watch a movie with me.

Leave me alone.

Don't be boring.

Who pissed in my bed?

What?

Oh Brynja, give me a break.

Yes... yes... fine. Goodbye.

I have to speak to someone. Can't you talk to me?

I'm going crazy here, it's a fucking emergency!

You could see the psychologist.

She's supposed to visit every other week.

But she is on a pregnancy leave.

How long?

It's not clear at the moment.

What about the AA guy... Breki?

There are meetings twice a week.

There are seven days in a week!

I have to get to rehab.

You are not eligible until you've been sentenced.

And then you'll have to serve one third of

I can't do this on my own.

Maybe we can make an exception for a sponsor.

But I'm not making any promises.

Sorry, I just can't...

Don't finish all the peas.

Leave one for the princess.

You smell bad.

What's she saying?

Just what the fuck's in the food.

Mashed kidneys of course.

What the fuck! Are you cooking someone's kidneys!

Bloody food snobs!

Fucking foreigners.

You don't even pay fucking taxes!

Don't you dare speak about my food like that!

Not like you grew up eating any better.

Lucky if there was any food at all.

Shut your trap, you old fucking toerag!

You want to talk about old boyfriends and kitchen knives?

You're welcome.

Say thanks.

Thanks.

Next time...

she'll kill you.

Can I have a pack of cigarettes?

Which brand? Mores.

Blue or Green?

Green will do fine thanks.

Do you sell wool and knitting needles?

Yes.

Brought us something to eat.

The nurses always bring me something.

You're welcome. Let's eat while it's still hot.

What about Rebekka? What's she having?

Dinner with her dads.

I can never get used to that. As if one wasn't enough.

Welcome to the present, Mom.

Fridrik is really getting on my nerves, though.

Oh, I thought he was so nice?

Yes, really nice on the surface, but a control freak underneath.

No wonder that he gets on your nerves.

What do you mean?

You've always been very strong willed, darling.

Right from the outset.

Strange how different siblings can be.

Linda was always so easy to handle.

Why don't you go home? Get some sleep. I'll stay.

What about you dear? You also Go home, Mom. I'm fine.

Good night.

Daddy?

Come back. I need you.

We'll get through this, together.

What's going on?

Have a seat.

Time for breakfast!

Wow! Someone's birthday?

No, just a ceremonial suicide by a calorie overload.

You have got to be kidding.

There are also eggs. Also eggs!

Thanks, Linda. This is awesome.

The poor woman suffers from a genetic health issue.

And she was on that damn Diazepam.

It takes so long to really clean out as it sits in your bone marrow.

Once people stop taking the drug

You feel like insects are crawling under your skin

and you can't sleep at all.

The only relief is to take a cold bath

...we're not expecting drastic changes, are we?

Kolbeinn's position as Party Leader is secure

but who will be deputy leader remains undecided.

Valgerdur Thorvaldsdóttir seems to be the favorite.

Your sister, Linda!

Aren't you proud of her?

I bet she's bursting with pride too.

"My sister is in prison. I'm so proud of her."

You're just jealous.

They never mention anyone you know except in the obituaries.

Shut your fucking mouth!

Common chill out.

We can't focus on the work with you arguing. Jesus...

Isn't it more likely they'll select a woman?

50/50, I'd say.

Lóa? Careful with those bottles.

You never know what's in them.

You're getting to be dangerously like your mother.

...absolutely right. We're giving away tickets

to the Helgi Björns and The Riders concert.

Fuck, I'm in. No question! I fucking love Helgi Björns!

Can't you just speak Icelandic, instead of that "fucking" all the time?

I agree. Why is everything always fucking "fuck"? I just don't get it.

...you have to sing for a ticket.

We've got our first contestant on the line. Hello?

Hi! How's it going, my dears?

Brighteyed and bushytailed?

We're good as usual.

Where are you calling from? I'm at work right now.

It's very demanding so I needed to take a break.

What's your job?

We're a few girls, packing sweetener and stuff.

Great! And you want a ticket to see Helgi Björns?

Of course! Who doesn't want to see Helgi Björns?

I'd let him impregnate me if I wasn't HIV positive!

I see... What are you going to sing?

My all time favorite...

I'm only singing! Give me back the phone!

Send the tickets to the Women's Prison at

I was on the phone!

You're not allowed to call the media.

Where's your sense of humor, woman?

This is a breach of the rules!

Sorry, never again. Promise.

OK.

It won't be treated lightly if you try this again.

You! Come with me.

What's up?

You wanted to talk to me?

Yes.

Hi there. Catch!

Sorry. I always get carried away on the court.

Your sister.

My sister.

My dear little sister...

It's difficult to say exactly when it all began.

I was sixteen when she was born.

Linda was so adorable.

An absolute sweetheart. Always in a good mood.

Of course, spoiled like I don't know what.

We all treated her like a princess.

I often wonder what makes us who we are.

Our temperament, upbringing, the opportunities that come our way?

I often ask myself what happened with Linda.

Did we do something wrong?

Could I have done anything differently to help her.

And? The answer is: I don't know.

It's probably due to lack of experience.

I've never had to deal with this terrible illness called addiction.

And I admit that I have had some of my own

deeprooted prejudices to contend with.

I believed that every individual had the power to tear

away from pathetic selfcenteredness and assume responsibility. But now...

My sister is first and foremost suffering from an illness.

What she did to our father is a direct result of that.

She shouldn't be in prison.

She should be somewhere where she would

receive appropriate medical assistance. You speak of your prejudices...

Everyone knows that you are raising your daughter

with your now gay former husband and his partner.

I don't want that included.

I thought you wanted everything open and honest?

She doesn't need this kind of attention.

Especially not now.

OK.

Have you visited your sister in prison?

What are we doing?

Don't know...

something Japanese.

I'm such a mess.

I literally have no idea what's really the truth.

Whether I can trust... It's all sort of... distorted.

I make no sense.

Yes.

And you're no mess.

Seriously. You're in a good place.

There's nothing about this place that's good.

I just know what you're going through.

I've been there myself.

But, you don't need so much makeup.

You've seen me without it?

Believe me. It's not a pretty sight.

No one must find out about this.

We're breaking all the rules.

It'll just be our little secret.

How do I get online?

You know it's against the rules?

I have to get in touch with someone. I'm someone, aren't I?

I'm serious Brynja.

There's only one person in here with access

and I don't think she's going to help you.

You know, Ragga isn't as bad as you think.

You just need to know how to stroke her right.

Then she starts to purr and everyone feels better.

My life is so messed up.

OK, you want to talk about it?

Hey. A lot of women way more badassed have cried between my tits.

Just think about people as if they were cats.

You're so fucked up, but I still love you.

I'm so proud of you. You're such a role model.

Why do you say that?

There aren't many girls who stand up to these creeps.

The system never does. Do you know how hard it is

to get a rapist convicted?

I don't understand?

What are you talking about?

Your dad, of course.

Why are you acting this way?

Hello Ylfa dear.

Hi...

Excuse me for just showing up. Is this a bad time?

Actually, I'm in a hurry.

I'll make it quick.

I just wanted to bring the little princess a small gift.

You've been on my mind a lot recently.

Excuse me but I'm late for mother's club.

Is something wrong?

Please leave us alone!

I don't want anything from your family!

What on earth do you mean?

Please just let me go?

It's better for both of us if this conversation ends here.

I demand an explanation.

My home was open to you for years. You were always welcome.

Then, one day you just vanished.

Linda took it very badly. She

Leave her out of this. You're the monsters!

What do you want?

I need to get online. So?

I was told that By whom?

Who's been spreading lies about me?

Come on, Ragga, just for a few minutes. I'll pay.

I don't have a fucking Internet access!

So, what's new? Are you giving an exclusive interview at The Hour?

Exclusive? Yes.

I'm just trying to dampen the hysteria. People have a right to know the truth.

You overestimate "people", they're just waiting for the next scandal.

It's good that the "people" can't hear what their Prime Minister thinks of them.

But seriously, though. Couldn't you just have kept to the family?

Did you have to go into politics.

Have you read the interview? I hasn't been published yet.

You know what I'm talking about. No I don't.

You know exactly what I'm talking about!

You're insinuating that you're being held back by your own Party.

This is precisely what we are trying to avoid,

discuss internal matters in the media.

It harms the Party. If you want to censor something,

perhaps you should look at your own choice of words.

As far as I know we have freedom of speech

and I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear any of this.

I expect the rest of you will do the same.

Have a nice day.

A lot of things went as planned last year,

but there's always room for improvement.

Are we perhaps offering too varied assortments?

Personally, I think we should drop some of the sponge cakes

and focus more on decorated items.

They always sell well.

Are you alright, dear?

Just a little tired.

Nothing to complain about. How about you?

How is your mom? She's still holding up.

Brynja!

What's going on?

Just help me with this. We need to lift it.

We're going to have to put it on its side.

Get this fucking mattress out of here!

If you don't want it, I'll take it!

Hey girls! Give us a hand in here.

Why should I Come on Íris, just help.

Didda? Five years, I think.

No, ten or something.

You weren't even born then! You don't know shit.

You don't know anything, either.

She's been here exactly seven years, come March.

What are you up to?

Seven years in broken bed. Natalie...

No. Yes, it's ok.

It feels strange.

Didda, you're crazy if you don't want it.

Just relax.

It's like lying in wet cement.

It's Tempur. It adapts to your body.

It's what astronauts use.

The astronauts at NASA have this kind of mattress in their spaceships.

Astronauts? Yes.

Linda.

I'll give you five minutes.

HEY KID

Yes! Come on now.

WE HAVE TO TALK

DON'T SPEAK TO ANYONE ELSE BEFORE YOU TALK TO ME!

Are you coming?

No, it's just obvious. Baldur is no leader.

PLEASE REBBI, I MUST TALK TO YOU

Speak to you tomorrow. Yes, OK, bye.

Ready? Phone...

Put it on silent before we go in, love.

You can relax, darling. Grandpa's not in pain.

Aren't you going to say hello to grandpa?

See how peaceful he looks.

Want to hold his hand? It's OK.