Amors Baller Page #3

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Petter, we need to talk.

Hey!

It's not your turn.

Sorry, I was just having a go. You

don't need to get all fussy about it.

Take a seat,

and I'll show you how it's done.

- It's not your turn!

- I was just having a go.

So he needs Barbie to help him!

I ain't going to tell you again.

If you get in my way, I'll knock

you on your f***ing ass!

Come on, love,

you come with me, yeah?

- Come on!

- Stop!

You're the captain of your team,

right? It needs you.

Stop! Solve it on the field

like a proper player.

OK?

Never do that again, OK?

You're a real peace negotiator.

Middle East, UN and all that.

Peace brother!

What are you wearing?

Never seen a OnePiece before?

They're brilliant!

One zip, and you're naked.

I just have to pee.

Where do you think you're going?

You aren't supposed to be here.

Hey!

Come back here!

Where do you think you're going?

You horny little pervert.

Show yourself!

Hey!

Come here!

Where do you think you're going?

Come here!

- Did a boy just come in here?

- Just you.

A blond boy

didn't just come in here?

Has anyone just come in here?

No.

Did anyone just come in here?

Are you sure?

Good night, girls.

Sleep tight.

What are you doing here?

I don't know.

Come.

Susanne?

Everything's under control!

Look, no hands!

Look at all that beer!

Someone is staying here.

Put them back!

Take them.

It isn't dangerous!

Let's see if they're home.

Come on!

- Come on!

- Where are you going?

Don't be chicken.

Come on!

- Someone lives here!

- Stop it. They're asleep.

Feel it.

It's warm.

What are you doing?

- Come on. The water's warm.

- Are you crazy?

Someone lives here!

Don't you dare do anything?

- Come on.

- Let go!

- Come on!

- Don't do that. Let go!

No!

Sh*t!

Not now!

Why aren't you coming?

Hurry!

Hey, put down those towels!

Thanks.

Have you been on bike rides

with many girls?

No, I've never biked before.

With a girl, that is.

Like this.

But...

You know nothing can happen

between us, right?

OK.

- Good morning.

- Hi.

Sh*t!

I have to go.

Just don't...

Don't tell anyone about this, OK?

This wasn't supposed to happen.

I'm sorry.

I have to go.

Sit down.

Want me to get you anything?

Why do you look so tired, Lucas?

Keen for some crispbread?

Looks like you didn't sleep a wink

last night.

I'm not the only one

who didn't get much sleep.

I don't think your girlfriend

slept much, either.

What the hell are you talking about?

It's hard to sleep

when you aren't wearing any clothes.

Watch yourself!

- I'm tired of taking your crap.

- What are you doing?

I should have dumped you ages ago!

What the hell is your problem?

What?

My problem?

What about you?

Look at yourself.

Who will your boyfriend be tomorrow?

- Tomorrow?

- Yeah.

How about Thomas?

He's good looking.

The night before the final?

Petter's girlfriend? The night before?

- So you're on his side?

- That has nothing to do with it!

Sh*t!

It's easy for you to say.

You've never played!

You're only at Norway Cup

because you're the coach's son.

Do you really think you'll get laid

by dieting and offering massages?

You will never score at Norway Cup.

And you will never become

a football coach.

Shut your mouth,

pack your stuff, -

- and get back to Sweden before

you f*** up anything else for us.

Judas!

Time for the final in Group D.

Brixton Town versus Grimsrud FK.

Both teams have had

a fantastic cup.

When they met last year,

Grimrsud didn't stand a chance.

Brixton has traditionally

been the stronger team.

And their striker, Roy Terring,

shows his strength immediately!

Brixton Town is up 1-0.

What a goal!

The Grimsrud players

haven't gotten into the game yet.

Several players are calling

for offisde, but the ref disagrees.

Brixton likes to play on the edge,

and that doesn't always pay off.

- Penalty!

- No doubt about that call.

What's Barbie gonna do for you now?

You're joking!

Grimsrud's captain takes charge.

His name is Petter Stbakk.

Judging by his performance so far, -

- don't be surprised to see him

as a professional some day.

No Petter Stbakk missed!

Unfortunately for Grimsrud.

We'll take a 15-minute

half-time break.

Brixton Town is in the lead, 1-0.

- Hi, mom.

- Hi, Lucas. How are things?

Fine.

- Are you a football player?

- No.

How are you? You sound sad.

Want me to come get you?

- No.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

- I can come right now.

Mom, it's OK.

Here comes the carpenter.

I'll see you in a few days.

Looking forward to it.

Bye!

What is it with you?

You look like a pack of used condoms.

Dad?

We're in the final.

Don't yell at them.

Go sit down, Stian.

- You don't have to yell at them now.

- Sit down!

Now I've lost my voice.

Because of you.

If you don't

pull yourselves together, -

- I'll see to it personally

that you walk home to Grimsrud.

OK, guys. We're down by one goal,

but we can do this!

Shut up!

We don't care what you have to say.

Go help him.

Show that you're here for a reason.

- What?

- Help Stian.

Petter, yes,

you screwed up the penalty kick.

But you have the best right leg

in the tournament.

- Get lost, fatso.

- What about your feint?

No one on that team stands a chance

against your feint!

Stian, shut up!

The second half will begin

in two minutes.

What the hell are you doing here?

I don't understand you guys.

For years, Stian has done

everything he can to make you better.

Brought you water,

cleaned up after you.

And all you have done,

is act like asses.

Go out there and play like a team,

and you can right your wrongs.

Let's go!

We're the Grimsrud boys

We rule the field

With hearts full of power

And legs made of steel

We feint and dribble...

And sing our song...

Here come the Grimsrud boys!

Grimsrud rules!

Bet your ass!

Grimsrud rules!

Bet your ass!

We may not win out there,

but I know you'll give it your all!

We're waiting for you, boys.

OK, guys.

Ready to go to war?

Let's go to war!

We are ready for the second haif.

Brixton Town is ahead 1-0.

Where is Petter?

Where is Petter?!

Lucas, find Petter. Come on!

Hey, I need three minutes.

Get lost.

Why aren't you out there

with the others?

Just get lost, OK?

But... why?

I missed that penalty kick.

That pro scout

won't be interested in me now.

Can't you go out there

and play for the team?

They don't stand a chance without

you.

You're the best player.

Your team needs you now

more than ever.

And I'm sorry about Susanne.

I don't care about Susanne.

She isn't even here.

What?

She took the bus.

Captain Petter Stbakk

is back on the field!

Grimsrud is playing

with a completely different attitude.

They must have received

quite a pep talk!

Stbakk has the ball

and goes on the attack.

Stbakk shoots...

And Stbakk scores for Grimsrud!

Can you believe it?

The second half has just started.

Great play, Stbakk and Grimsrud!

After Grimsrud's equalizer

this game is again wide open.

Hi.

You're allowed to screw up.

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