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NOTHING BUT TROUBLE

Mum? Mum? I'm awake.

Get up!

Mum! I can't find my hat.

Can I have some water?

Get down!

16 today

- Good morning, mum. - Get up.

Sverre, stop lying about.

Put some trousers on.

Move.

Watch where you're going.

I want milk, mum.

May I have a sugar sandwich?

Hurry up, Sverre. I also have to go.

Nothing but trouble!

Erik, don't forget to eat. You read too much.

Why do you take those evening classes?

You want to be an engineer and be your father's boss?

It's a waste of money. Take a look at your socks.

Don't you eat at the café?

- Don't you get lunch at school? - Not sugar sandwiches.

Sverre! Hurry up!

Sverre!

- Bye. - Bye.

- Isn't it the 29th today, mum? - Yes, it is. Why?

- Never mind. - Good God! The electricity bill.

You look a mess. Go and wash yourself.

A big girl like you shouldn't get so dirty.

- Do you wear the new shirt to work? - It's not new.

- Stay out of my private life. - What's private life?

Don't ask me. I've never had one.

- Do you have the money you borrowed? - Mrs Ramberg ought to pay me more.

- She makes a lot of money. - You're just a young girl.

Put the 10 kroner next to the bill.

That's better. Now don't get dirty again.

Excuse me.

That dressed-up doll. She'll get in trouble.

You can tell by just looking at her.

God bless the children.

Coming!

Tell that dreadful Sverre to stop knocking like that.

- Sverre's not dreadful. - I'll be the judge of that.

- Bye, mum. - Bye, my boy.

- Bye, dad. - Bye, Olaf. Be a good boy.

I'll do my best. Good morning.

Olaf's hopeless. I'm trying to be like a mother to him.

I don't treat your son any differently than my own.

Wouldn't it be best for all of us... also for your son...

... if we sent him to one of those homes that care for children who...

... you know...

- Happy birthday, Maiken. - You remembered.

Of course. I'm in a hurry, but I'll talk to you later. Bye-bye.

- Finally! - It's only five past.

You wouldn't dream of coming five minutes early.

- Here you are, Mister. - Thanks.

- An orange soda, please. - Yes, sir.

- That'll cost you 1.35. - But it was chipped.

- You know our arrangement. - With my low wages...

Your wages aren't low.

When I was your age I earned 15 kroner a month. 15 kroner!

I got up at four o'clock and worked till I had to go to bed.

It was another time.

It's a long time since you were young.

- I do my best. - Your best isn't good enough.

- If you're not pleased, I can leave. - So you can dawdle the day away?

You'd like that.

I can't afford to go on the dole. But there are plenty of jobs around.

I can stop at the end of the month. I'm serious.

You can go right now. Leave!

Fine by me. But you owe me wages for the next fortnight.

It's not legal to fire me without giving me my wages.

Take this for now. I'll come by with the rest on Monday-

- and tell your mum about your behaviour.

You're welcome. As long as I get my wages.

What about my soda?

- You're home early. - Yes.

- Do you feel ill? - I have a headache.

Vesla can run down and get you some painkillers.

No, thank you. Just leave me alone.

What's for supper?

There's a motor race today. Can I please go?

- It's only two kroner. - It's a waste of money.

But it's Saturday.

Put the swedes on the table.

Fetch dad's beer, Sverre.

Mum! Mum!

Vesla hit me.

I just told you never to hit anyone smaller than you.

- But I'm smaller than you. - The boy you hit was smaller yet.

Shut up and eat.

Stop fighting.

He stole the money. He was trying to snatch it!

- That's a lie! - Quiet!

- Are you at home? - No, I've left town.

I would love to have pretty hair like you.

Stop it.

Watch where you're going. Eat this and you'll soon feel better.

- I'm not hungry. - Did you eat at the café?

- I'm not hungry. - But there's peas, meat and swede.

- I can smell that. - Just eat a little.

I'm really not hungry.

Mum! Dad looks like a gnome with that foam moustache.

Don't talk with your mouth full.

- And take off that hat. - No.

You're a nuisance!

You could have burnt my thighs. And I've just washed this dress.

Thanks for supper.

- Why does dad have hair in his nose? - Eat, my boy.

But it looks so ugly. Why does he have it?

Quiet!

Now, eat!

Why is Maiken dressed up?

Are you going out? Have you put on make-up?

There's no need for that when you're only 15.

- 16! It's my birthday today. - Oh, no!

I've never forgotten a birthday before.

- How could I? - The day's not over yet.

- We're having birthday cake! - Hooray!

Of course we're having birthday cake and chocolate.

- And Maiken gets a present. - Bye.

I'm off now to buy a cake and a present.

I don't want any cake. And I bought a present myself.

If you go out, at least change those old shoes.

I was talking to my mum. I'll ring the bell, if I want to talk to you.

- Aren't we having cake, mum? - We are.

I'm so ashamed I forgot.

When Maiken comes home, we'll have cake.

Run out and play, now.

Thanks for supper, mum.

- Girls that age are difficult. - Sorry?

I said you'll go mad if you keep reading all the time.

Those books are expensive. You should bring more home instead.

- Are you going to the race? - I don't know. Are you?

I don't have any money.

Maybe the two of us could sneak in, but not Olaf.

- Am I not allowed to come? - You can't sneak in, can you?

- We could give it a try. - Yes.

- He's so slow and clumsy. - We'll manage.

Dad!

- Can I please go to the race? - Olaf has talked about it all day.

I see. Have you caught race fever as well?

- Well, it is Saturday. - Can you take us there?

- I have to take mum into town. - Not for my sake, for Olaf's.

Can we drop the boys off first?

- That's out of the question. - For Olaf's sake.

If he can go to the race, he can walk there.

We'll have to take the tram. Do you want to?

- Yes, I'll sneak in. - You can have my money.

- I can sneak in as well. - Don't be a fool.

Try pushing it, boys.

Let's count and push on three. One, two, three.

No, that didn't do the trick.

There were only two pushing. Olaf has a heart disease.

You shouldn't push, then.

Has one of you tried driving a car?

Great. You can help me.

The ignition is on. It's in second gear.

Keep the clutch down, until we get it running. And then you let go.

Okay, let's try.

- Thank you so much. - You're welcome.

The key is in the ignition. Let's take it for a spin.

No one's coming. We can take another round.

He's chasing us.

Stop! I can't keep running, Willy.

Shut up, or I'll kill you.

There's no need to hit him.

He's always trailing after us. He shouldn't have come.

- Shut up! It's all your fault. - Didn't you take the ride with me?

It would've been fine, if it wasn't for him.

He'll tell on us. He can never keep his mouth shut.

Blow your nose and stop crying.

- There's blood on my shirt. - Never mind.

I'll give you my mouth organ. You're so kind to me.

- Have you seen them? - I think they went that way.

I told you to come home early because we're going out.

It's not my fault that Olaf got lost. I had to look for him.

That boy is nothing but trouble. He's ruining our night out.

- I won't leave until Olaf's home. - Then take the car and look for him.

This is the last straw: Olaf has to go.

There are homes for retarded children or whatever you call them.

- I'm cold. - Don't talk so loud.

When it gets darker we'll go down to the road.

Give up. We won't find them tonight.

I think I heard something.

- What's going on? - What happened to you?

We were just playing, but he has a heart disease...

- We'll have to get him home. - I can walk by myself.

They're coming!

You're going to get a spanking, both of you.

Finally! How dare you run away like that?

- My jacket. - I'll give you your jacket.

- Stop laughing. - Olaf just looked really stupid.

We're having birthday cake and chocolate. It's Maiken's birthday.

There you are. Mrs Wang reckoned you'd kidnapped Olaf.

Oh, is it you? I thought it was Maiken.

You shouldn't stay out this late. Mrs Wang has made a real fuss.

- Hi, mum. - Hi, Maiken. Where've you been?

I was with Liv.

We went to the cinema.

There was a really reckless driver and I had to help an old lady.

I think it was just a boy. He didn't look older than Sverre.

The police took my name. I may have to testify.

- Can they send a boy to prison? - I don't think so.

Maybe some kind of institution.

I heard it all! Olaf blamed it all on Willy who wasn't even there!

Blaming it on Willy! That's so unfair.

He must be crazy, mum.

Quiet! Dad's sleeping.

You mind your own business! You're just as crazy yourself.

Stop it.

Have you completely lost your mind?

May I see? You have no reason to cry.

Now you can eat your birthday cake. Take dad's seat.

Erik, put away that book. Your forehead's one big wrinkle.

Join us, Sverre.

I have a small present for you.

Happy birthday.

Thank you so much!

And now the cake. Maiken will cut it.

Never hit anyone smaller than you.

- Are you not having your cake? - I'll take it.

I also want more!

PRINTING PRESS

- Are you applying for the job? - Excuse me? I can't hear you.

- What a nasty place. - It sounded good in the ad.

- All that noise. It's not for me. - They pay well.

Money isn't everything. What's keeping Ella?

- Ella's your friend? - No, my cousin.

It went really well. 95 kroner a week.

Go on in. They need more. I'll go with you. Come on.

No, there's a much better job. It's not for Ella. Look.

I'd never have made it without you.

- I've never sold ice cream before. - It's easy.

I'm sorry, we're out of nougat. Two vanilla, one strawberry.

- And you're going to sell perfume. - That's why I took the job.

I'll be out of nail varnish soon.

- Do you two live here all alone? - Actually, Berg let me live here.

Ella's just living here until she finds something else.

It's really nice.

It's not bad. It needs a little fixing.

Sit down, please.

It must be wonderful living on your own.

Darn it, we forgot to buy coffee. But I know where Ella's is.

- Do you each have your own? - You can't share with her.

But she can't fool me.

Aren't you tired of living at home? You can move in here.

Get away from your mum. You just have to find something to sleep on.

If only I had the courage. I haven't told mum I was fired from the café.

I've never heard anything like it. Maiken hasn't told me a word.

You should've heard her mouthing off. I've never had such a cheeky girl.

I can't believe Maiken would behave like that.

And I won't dream of taking her back unless she apologizes.

In front of witnesses. She'll have to eat humble pie.

She'll never find another job. I'll give her a bad reference.

Dear Mrs Ramberg, she has always...

- Hello. - Hello.

What is this I'm hearing?

- I've found a new job. - Say you're sorry to Mrs Ramberg.

Sorry? Why should I be sorry?

I'm happy. I have good reason to be happy.

- Shame on you! - You should've smacked her long ago.

She deserves a real spanking. You've spoiled her.

- You shouldn't have done that. - I didn't mean any harm.

But you can't say you're happy when you ought to feel sorry.

Didn't you hear what I said? I've found a new job.

I'm earning twice as much there. And it's a great job.

I'll be selling ice cream. And they pay for my apron.

You won't keep that job for long.

Not if I find something even better.

You won't keep that job. I'll call them and tell them what you're like.

- Cheeky and rude... - Please, Mrs Ramberg...

Your daughter's behaviour is a disgrace. I feel sorry for you.

You don't need to feel sorry for me.

And what about your own behaviour?

First you fire her and now you want to ruin her chances of a new job.

If that's not mean behaviour, my name's not Hulda Bråten.

- Are you taking Maiken's side? - Yes, I am.

Maiken's a good girl. She's always been a good girl.

If you try spoiling her chances, you'll have me to deal with.

Why are you making such a fuss?

- What a nice car. - It's my dad's.

- What's your name? - Olaf Wang.

- And you? - Sverre Bråten.

- You like cars? - Of course.

- Can you drive a car? - Willy can.

- Who's Willy? - My brother.

- He's a really good driver. - Shut up.

I don't believe you.

Willy's 14, but he's been driving for years.

- Come on. - It was fun talking to you.

- I have to tell you something. - What happened to your cheek?

- Did you get into a fight? - No, I got hurt.

In a car? With your brother driving?

- It was a car like this, right? - Yes.

- What did you do with the car? - I'm not allowed to tell you.

- Sverre! - Answer me!

It went into the water.

- Where? - Somewhere in the countryside.

- Who else was in the car? - It was just Sverre, Willy and I.

- Is Willy at home? - No, he's still at school.

Mum!

- Mum! - Quiet, boy.

Mum! They took my hat and my bike and beat me up.

- Who did? - Harry and some other boys.

I saw them run down to the bridge with the bike.

The little brats! They shouldn't take other people's belongings.

Hurry after them, Sverre.

That Harry's a little scoundrel.

Don't be sad, Maiken. Mrs Ramberg can't hurt you.

I just hope you'll like your new job.

There they are!

- Let go of that bike, Harry. - Give me my bike!

Why did you throw it in the river?

I'll give you such a beating.

Don't take other people's things and throw them in the water.

Why don't you beat him up?

Come on, let's go home. We can't get the bike now.

- My hat! - I'll get it for you.

Kids like that should be sent to an institution.

- Did you give them a good beating? - No, he didn't.

He got hold of Harry, but let him go without hitting him.

I can't believe my own ears. They really deserve a good beating.

It's an expensive bike.

I can get it up. No problem.

Mum! Mum!

- Mrs Bråten? - Yes, that's me.

I want a talk with your son, Sverre. That's you, right?

Come with me.

God almighty! What do you want with him? Have you done something wrong?

The boys took a car yesterday and they have to help us find it.

- Tell me it isn't true. - Come on.

Oh, God! What has he done?

Terrible. That's what happens when children get into bad company.

- What's happened? - We'll manage, thank you.

- Why did you run from your friends? - I was scared.

And I felt bad. It wasn't my idea to take the car.

- You're the only one who can drive. - Yes, but it's Olaf who's car crazy.

If he can't drive, he starts crying. I hate it when he cries.

It wasn't my idea.

Willy and I get the ideas. Olaf just tags along.

- Come and have supper, Maiken. - Is she home again today?

Maiken has stopped at the café. She's found a new job.

Who allowed her to stop at the café? What's going on behind my back?

- She'll earn twice as much. - What kind of job?

Ask her yourself. Eat your supper. It's your favourite, bacon and mash.

Is Sverre a thief now?

But is he?

- Just sit down and eat. - Come and eat. What's done is done.

Wang and I have to pick up the bill.

I have to pay for a car I'll never drive.

Maiken!

- What are you doing? - I'm packing, as you can see.

Why are you packing? Are you moving out?

Mum? Where's Maiken going to live?

Nowhere. Go and eat your supper.

Don't do anything stupid. Come and eat while it's warm.

Forget I slapped you. I lost my temper.

Come on. Dad's just had a swig of whisky.

Stop fiddling with that string.

And besides, you have nowhere to go.

You're just trying to scare me.

- Maybe the new job is just made up. - Do you think so?

- I don't know what to think. - I'll show you what to think.

- I won't allow you to leave home. - You won't?

You have to listen to your mum. You're not of age.

I don't want to sleep in the kitchen with the others.

I won't be slapped like a little girl. I want to be free.

If you force me to stay here, I'll kill myself.

Wake up, Bråten! You have to talk sense into Maiken.

- What is it? - She wants to leave home.

- You're staying here. - No way.

You're not going anywhere.

- Let go of me. - But, Maiken...

nothing but trouble

nothing but trouble

If your home isn't good enough for you, then leave!

But don't come back. Those are my last words.

Quiet!

- What are you going to do? - Dad threw me out.

He didn't mean it. He's forgotten all about it tomorrow.

Perhaps. But I won't forget.

- Where are you going? - None of your business.

Go home to your books and stop worrying about me.

- Mum is really sorry. - So am I.

I didn't mean to leave home today, but the way she reacted...

- Come home with me. - No. Dad threw me out.

I can carry your packet for you. Why won't you let me help you?

- Mum's worried about you. - I can manage on my own.

I'm sharing a flat with some girls. You don't know them.

- So you've found a flat? - As if I'd live in the street.

It's here. Now you know the address. The nameplate says Berg.

Thanks for following me. Good luck with your swotting.

- I'm serious. - Thanks.

Good luck to you, too. You know where you can find me.

- I'm not that far away, either. Bye. - Bye.

Is it you? I didn't expect you so soon.

- Didn't you mean it when... - I did. Please sit down.

Welcome to the free life.

- What do you think? - You've made it look really nice.

- How did you manage? - I pay in instalments.

- Can you afford it? - No. But I know a guy who fixed it.

But I had to promise to pay the first instalment on Friday.

Can you do that?

Maybe Ella can. She gets paid on Friday.

- I can't pay for all your furniture. - Calm down. We'll find a way.

- Isn't it great? - Fantastic.

Help me move this. I'm sure great grandmother Berg died in this bed.

Do you ever shut your mouth?

Careful.

Yes, there. Fine.

What do you say? Three cows and a rustic milkmaid.

Call that art? We'll have to sell that old junk.

- But it's not yours. - What will Berg say?

He's not coming this year. He should be happy I'm redecorating.

You should have come up and seen the girls' flat.

Did it look like a nice building with decent people?

- It was in a good neighbourhood. - I'm not getting a wink of sleep.

What a horrible day. First Sverre, and now Maiken.

Don't stay up all night reading. I don't want you hospitalized.

- Good night. - Good night.

How could you do it?

I don't know. It just happened.

- What really happened? - The car was just parked there...

- And? - It was just a stupid idea.

Here you are.

First one and then the other.

Both Sverre and Maiken.

Maiken hasn't done anything wrong.

I asked her to leave and she left. She hasn't done anything wrong.

She will. We'll get a letter.

Nonsense.

I was a little too hard on her. I'll go and have a talk with her.

- Yes, promise me you'll do so. - When I say it, I mean it.

- Good night. - Good night.

Darn it. Now I'm out of nail varnish.

I look much nicer in a proper mirror.

Are you done soon? I have to get up early.

We women of luxury can't take that into consideration.

Listen to this one.

Turn out the light.

Turn out the light.

I just wanted to see how you were doing.

The apron looks good on you. Dad says hi.

He wants you to come back home.

Please move back home.

Tell dad I haven't forgotten he threw me out.

Dearest Maiken...

It's best if you leave. I'm not allowed to talk.

- Bye. - One ice cream, please.

Maiken... I brought the money Mrs Ramberg owed you.

Are there any cute guys at your work?

No.

What can you expect from a printing press? I had a nice customer today.

From Bergen. I think he's a shipowner.

He bought a big bottle of the most expensive perfume.

And he asked if he could take me out the next time he's in town.

- Can I have some of your food? - I have so little.

Open the door!

- Now there's food on the table. - Didn't you buy cigarettes?

- I've got coffee. Put the kettle on. - Have you inherited some money?

Wow! A sausage.

Taste this, Ella. I'm not greedy, I just don't have anything to give.

I can't believe we've finished it all.

Three days ago we had a whole grocery store.

- Can I borrow some off you? - I only have enough for lunch.

- At home we always had enough food. - Are you homesick?

- You feel best around your mum. - There's no one like mum.

I hope she knows I really love her. I love them all.

- Don't get sentimental on us. - I'm hungry.

- My stomach's rumbling. - Here. Have a cigarette.

- Why are you in such a good mood? - I'm waiting for Santa Claus.

- You'll be disappointed. - You don't believe in Santa Claus?

There he is.

- Please come in. - Thank you.

Here are the things I told you about.

As you can see, they're antiques.

What do you say?

- And this is the painting? - Yes. I inherited it.

It's a nice, old painting, but I don't like cows.

- My style is a bit more modern. - I'll give you 200 for the lot.

- I can't go below 300. - 250 and not a penny more.

300.

Okay, then.

Okay. I'll take the painting now and pick up the rest tomorrow.

May I invite the ladies to dinner?

- Steak with onion! - And cabbage!

- Pass me the cabbage, please. - It's a wonderful steak.

I fancy a glass of wine.

Maiken should've been here. She loves rice pudding.

Eat up, Roy. It'll make you strong.

Don't come back without her. And don't use harsh words.

- You know how sensible she is. - Just leave it to me.

I don't want to be strong, mum.

I should have spent more time with the kids.

There's never time for it all.

I probably can't go to see Maiken now.

We'll get her to come here.

- What a plain crowd. - You're so right.

There aren't any proper gentlemen here tonight.

I wouldn't dance with a single one of them.

I've never had so much fun.

He had to catch a train. He's from Fredrikstad.

- He's a locksmith. - Congratulations.

Maybe he can give you a lock for your coffee.

Why are you so catty? We were just having such a good time.

Come on, girls.

- Maiken, it's for you. - You wished it was from Fredrikstad?

It's from my brother.

"Come home at once. Dad's in the hospital. Mum's broken down.

Dad wants to see you. Erik."

The last tram's left. Can I borrow money for a taxi?

Are you going to fall for that?

They're just trying to lure you back home.

"Dad's ill. Mum's devastated." That old song.

When you step through the door, your dad will get up from the couch.

And your mum'll be ready with the birch.

You go home if you want to. Good luck.

- But the note's from Erik. - The one with the books, right?

They're just using him. He does as he's told.

- That's not true. - Based on what you've told me...

Go home if you want to. But I won't give you money for a taxi.

And we have to say goodbye. You'll never get away from home again.

I hope you're right. I'll get hold of Erik in my lunch break.

Hurry up, Rose. We're late.

- I'm skipping work today. - You can't be off without reason.

I have a reason. I have to buy myself a hat or a blouse.

You should save some money for the instalments.

- Just listen to that moralist. - You're not getting a penny from me.

Tell your locksmith to put a lock on your mouth.

Come on, skip work with me. It's so boring shopping on your own.

- Are you mad? I'm not losing my job. - There are plenty of jobs out there.

You have to learn how to enjoy yourself. Life's short.

Put the kettle on. I saw where Ella hid her coffee.

- Get up. - You're sounding like Ella now.

She's nasty. You're not much better. I'll buy something nice for you.

I won't lose my job. I really like working there.

- No! I won't do it. - I have an idea.

Bring the note from Erik and say you have to visit your dying father.

- Are you mad? Lying about death? - I'll pose as your mum and call...

- No! I refuse to do it. - You bore me to tears!

Someone's coming! It's mum!

Can I come in? The door's open. I just wanted to check on you.

- How are you doing? - Fine, thanks.

I heard your mum stayed at the hospital. Can I help with anything?

- No, thanks. - I can look after Roy for you.

- Just tell me if I can help. - Don't touch my hat.

I won't. Bye.

I want mum!

Don't you understand that dad is really ill?

They don't want small children at the hospital.

Can I come with you to school? I don't want to stay with her.

Stop whining. I'll make you a sandwich.

Your mother called and asked you to come to the hospital.

Your father's been in an accident. We're giving you the day off.

Miss Bråten? My plan worked.

- Was it you who called? - You're mad.

Isn't it wonderful? It really suits me.

Maiken!

- I went to your work. - What is it?

Dad is dead.

- Is... - He died a couple of hours ago.

- But he wanted to see me. - It's too late for that now.

He asked me to tell you that he didn't mean to be so hard.

I've said so many stupid things. I wish I could have apologized.

He understood how easily words can become heated.

- What about poor mum? - She's broken down.

She has to stay at the hospital.

- I want to see dad. - No. Go home to the little ones.

I have to go. There are a lot of practicalities.

We'll take a taxi. Come.

- It was a nice funeral, wasn't it? - Did you see the wreath from us?

- Oh, that's right. I owe you. - Yes, please. That would be nice.

- How's your mum doing? - Better. She's coming home today.

- And you're back at work soon? - Yes.

- Here you are. - Thank you.

- It's so quiet here now. - It's like a different yard.

It can be almost too quiet.

You wrecked my car!

Quiet!

Sverre's always wrecking cars.

- Shut up. - You're not my mum.

Arrange these flowers and put them in the living room.

- Blow your nose. - I haven't got a handkerchief.

Find him a handkerchief.

- Is dad in heaven now? - Yes.

- Do you think I'll go there? - All good children go to heaven.

Then I'll go there.

I'm leaving now. They'll come and get me in a minute.

- Isn't your dad driving you? - No, he's travelling.

I've heard it's nice there. You have your own bed.

- And a lot of nice boys. - A lot?

You can choose who you want to hang out with.

- We can write to each other. - We have to do that.

So it's good that you're leaving. You can't write to your neighbour.

No, that's true.

I'll see you before you go.

Don't you think mum'll like my flowers best?

- I just hope she doesn't cry. - She will when she sees me.

Maybe she'll cry because I've lost my hat.

- Why can't she cry if she wants to? - There's no need to cry.

- Can I sleep in mum's bed? - No, I want to sleep there.

Don't pester her with your bickering. Mum feels really terrible.

She's coming.

My dear children!

Come on, mum. I have a surprise for you.

It looks beautiful.

- It's so nice to be back home. - Can I sleep in your bed, mum?

Mum! They're here for Olaf. He's going to live in a home.

Oh, no!

- Bye-bye, Olaf. - Bye. Remember to write to me.

- I can also write to you. - You can't even write.

I can draw! I can send you drawings.

Come on, Olaf.

Thank you, Olaf! Take care of yourself.

Take this and scram.

- Hi. - Hi.

So you got what you wanted. Now Olaf's been sent away.

Did you want anything else?

- Are you blocking my way? - I'm not moving.

Move. I'm going out.

Careful on the stairs.

You lost the fight. You know I'm right, you lost the fight.

We gave you a good beating.

Nothing but trouble!

Subtitles: Malene Hollnagel Scandinavian Text Service 2008