Blinkende lygter

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Once in a while,

although not very often, -

- you find a place where

the menu is irrelevant.

Where you don't come merely to eat,

but just to be there.

Just to sit in a quiet corner

watching the staff radiating...

...a rare sense of satisfaction.

And to watch them work.

And suddenly you realise

that here, and only here, -

- is where they've always belonged.

Grown people, and they are f***ing late?

He's from Poland.

- So what? He should be here now!

Don't be too hard on the guy.

Why are you so late?

What's he saying, Peter?

- It sounded like "diarrhea."

Yeah, goulash gives drivers diarrhea.

So of course he is late.

I've had diarrhea since I was 16.

Cigarettos?

What the f***'s this?

The wrong brand! Now what?

What the hell do we do

with 34,000 cartons of "Look"?

Nobody smokes that menthol sh*t.

Cigarettos...

- Arne, cool it!

Peter, tell him!

- Take it easy, man...

Torkild!

- Cigarettos!

Maybe we can trade them,

or something.

He might not even notice.

It's Torkild.

Get me the Eskimo.

I know you'll never read it.

- I'll read it.

MEN ARE FROM MARS,

WOMEN ARE FROM VENUS

I gave it to you before,

but you threw it out.

I'll... I'll read it.

Thanks.

Let's go back to your place.

- I've met someone.

What?

- It's over.

Look, when I've paid back the Eskimo...

- You've said that for five years.

That's not true!

I was just thinking about

starting my own business.

Maybe a pet store.

- You couldn't feed a fish.

I can learn. I could do anything.

No, you can't.

You're 40 years old.

Who is he?

- He works at the paper.

What's his name?

- Don't you touch him.

You're crazy about him?

- I guess so.

You're going to have kids and stuff?

- Maybe.

That's what regular people do. Have

kids, take them to Disneyland.

Six Flags is better.

Not so many Canucks.

Don't you care?

Good luck.

- Yeah. You, too.

A rifle...

- A rifle? This bad boy is an AK-47!

You know it can penetrate iron?

Iron?

This baby can blow away suburbs.

Give it to me, I'll show you.

What took you so long?

- My mom called.

We're opening the presents...

- What did you give him?

You remember that guy that shot

at the White House?

A psychopath let off 20 shots at it.

- Never heard about it.

F*** that, he used an AK-47.

- Hanne chipped in, too.

No it isn't, Stefan!

It's very nice. What is it, a splat gun?

- What did she say?

A splat gun... It looks real.

- Of course it's not real.

Uhh... So you're Hanne?

Stefan talks about you all the time.

We have met before?

- You remember Hanne.

I was just...

Yeah, yeah. Sure.

Don't worry, I always forget her, too.

You like it, or what?

Sure I do, it's...

I just need to...

Goddamn, Peter.

- You want some?

I could have shot you.

- No harm done.

Celebrating without me?

Why the hell didn't we invite the Eskimo?

You got your period, or what?

No, I was just coming...

Happy birthday.

Thanks.

You got my money?

- No.

Now you're mine, Torkild.

Yeah...

You'll pick up a suitcase for me tonight.

- Okay, where?

It's in a Greek diplomat's house.

In his moneybox.

His...?

- His safe.

Exactly. William will fill you in.

Don't open the suitcase.

Can't I do one big job?

So I can pay you off once and for all?

I'll do anything, just something new.

I almost shot Peter...

You're mine, Torkild.

Get the suitcase, capiche?

Sure...

Shut up Arne, goddamit!

Wow, what a mirror!

Great craftsmanship.

Concentrate!

- We could take it with us...

We're not dragging that around, bozo.

I've always wanted one of these.

You know what these things cost?

Well bring it along.

Look at this! Beautiful!

Where's Stefan?

What's that?

Stuffed peppers. You want some?

- That's disgusting.

There's some cold tzatziki, too.

You mind giving a hand?

- Take it easy.

Holy sh*t...

That's a lot of dough, Torkild.

Torkild, he shot me.

Torkild, help me!

Come on, out in the car.

How come people have to keep

on talking when they're dying?

I'll smack you if you don't shut up.

- I have to keep awake, I'm bleeding!

It's a flesh wound!

I bleed more when I jerk off.

You're bleeding on the money,

you pig!

Don't bleed on the money, Peter!

- I'm cold, okay?

That's because you've been shot.

Crybaby.

What do we do now?

Where are we going?

Torkild?

I want out.

- What?

I want out.

Torkild, help us out here.

- What do you want out of?

I'm 40. I can't even have a birthday

party without shooting someone.

I get an AK-44 for a present.

- 47.

I should get a golf bag.

I should have a house in the country.

The country?

- We can go there if you want.

No! I don't want to go to the country.

- Then what do you want?

How much cash do you think there is?

- Three or four million?

But the Eskimo would kill us.

I'll never have that much again.

- That's right! Let's go!

Barcelona?

Where Coke Henry got the clap?

Fine, let's go there.

As long as we keep a low profile.

- What's going on?

For how long?

- Until I know what I want.

We can't.

I can't.

Hanne's making brunch.

You'll get 100,000 each if you come.

I need medical care, now!

- It went straight through you.

You'll be fine in a couple of days.

Let's try out Torkild's idea.

I should have left a note for Hanne.

- Shut up, Stefan.

She'd never have let you leave.

Women don't know

how to say goodbye.

They don't like endings. That's why

they watch "Days Of Our Lives."

They never end.

I saw all of "Rich Man, Poor Man."

- That's only four episodes.

No, there were at least six.

- In "Rich Man, Poor Man"?

Yeah, the one with Falconetti?

- There's only six episodes.

There are eight. I watched them.

You guys seen it?

- I should have left a note.

I taped it. I never saw it.

- Weren't there 24?

I don't remember.

- I'm positive.

No, we're definitely here.

Arne, concentrate, will you?

There's a hell of a lot of trees.

- Can't we take a real road?

Yeah, this one. The border's here.

- Yeah. Take a right next time.

I don't f***ing believe this!

Where are your brains, Arne?

I said a getaway car!

And you find this...

- F***ing spasmobile.

F***ing spasmobile!

- You wanted something low-key.

And what do you call this?

No thanks! Get your sh*t

and let's get out of here.

Why are we stopping here?

- We can spend the night here.

It must be an old inn or something.

- Or a stable!

This is really the sticks.

- It's disgusting. Birdshit everywhere.

It's okay for a night.

- Exactly.

What did I tell you, Torkild?

lt'll bear fruit this year.

Now you see

why we bought this place.

There's only three.

- So what?

Some have lots,

and some have few.

And ours has three.

- Mine.

It's my apple tree!

They're my apples.

Can't we get a bigger place soon?

- Are you nuts? We can't move now.

And why should we?

- I want my own room.

Stop it, Torkild!

Did you eat one of Dad's apples?

You know what they mean to him.

For 18 years he's been going on

about that tree.

I want my own room.

- Shut up!

Dad's tree is bearing fruit.

We've waited so long, understand?

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