Blinkende lygter Page #4

---

the whole place.

I just painted that ceiling!

- Ssh. Watch the film.

Oh, so she bought one too?

Yeah, he gets one, too.

For being kind.

He turns into a f*ggot later on.

- Don't tell us!

Can you f*** like that

when you're pregnant?

Won't the kid get it

right on the head?

Torkild,

what does a horse like that cost?

That's enough, you two!

Good morning.

We're going for a walk on the beach.

Good idea. We'll come too.

You don't have to come.

- We were going that way anyway.

We'll walk on ahead a bit.

You can catch us up if you want.

I'll kill that little b*tch.

Hey, language!

- Shut the f*** up.

Look:
We've got customers.

- We're not ready.

- Yes we are.

They're our first customers!

Put on a clean shirt.

But who's going to cook?

- Arne, of course. Get going!

Howdy!

A table for two?

Open the register!

Give us the money or...

I'll hurt you.

Arne, if we keep calm,

it'll be all right.

Relax, it's a robbery.

What's going on here?

Where'd you get that?

Give me that.

Give it here!

Pick them up.

- What?

They're not loaded.

- Don't say that!

Here, take this...

And get the hell out of here.

Jesus, Arne!

Stop it!

Let go of that f***ing glass!

Take him and get out, for chrissakes!

You stop this right now, Torkild!

- Arne, take it easy.

Shut the f*** up!

What the hell's going on?

They just ran off with all our change.

Enough of this f***ing sh*t!

That "f***" will cost you 50.

F*** you!

I like "Torvald", too.

- So what's wrong with "Torkild"?

It's nearly the same.

- No, it's not!

My granddad's name was Torvald,

not Torkild.

No child of mine is gonna be called...

Someone's going to break a leg

in this.

What is it?

- Arne's gone.

What happened?

- Some mess, huh?

Whose blood is that?

- Just some customers'.

Is Arne all right?

- Yeah.

How was the beach?

- Customers? Are you all crazy?

They're psychos, Stefan.

- Here, give a hand.

What?

Take it easy, nothing happened.

What are you looking at?

Are you deaf or what?

I said, what are you looking at?

You like staring?

You're so f***ing ugly.

Big, fat cow.

Shitty cow.

What the hell are you doing?

Are you shooting my cows?

- Sorry, I didn't know it was yours.

You'll pay for that cow!

What did you shoot it with?

- It's a Desert Eagle.

Israeli Army.

Take it.

She's... a heavy mother, ain't she?

Biggest handgun ever made.

It's yours. For the cow.

That's a nice shotgun, too.

- It's a Georg Christensen.

It was my dad's.

Want to take a look?

Can I?

Take a look at this.

Arne, Jesus!

What the hell are you doing?

- We're hunting.

Get lost.

I don't need your sh*t.

He just needs

to get it out of his system.

I'll send him home afterwards.

Don't worry, Torkild.

A buck, Alfred!

- Be seeing you.

Nice place, this.

- It saves going home.

If I stay here, I'm ready to shoot

ducks when the sun comes up.

The ducks come in the morning?

- Yeah.

But you have to be alert,

because they're fast little mothers.

My dad, he could shoot ducks.

Eight or ten at a time.

He must have been good.

If so much as a snail moved,

we'd blow it away.

But then he went off to Thailand and

brought one of those hookers home.

For 13 years,

we didn't even shoot a pheasant.

She was vegetarian and Buddhist

and all that crap.

So he was sold on all that.

When he died she went back home,

and I went back to the woods.

But like Carl always says,

it's more fun with two.

Yeah, Carl's always right.

- Don't feel sorry for him.

Believe me, I don't.

- You know he's a liar?

How's that?

- All his stupid stories.

His wife left him so fast

his head spun.

They took his kids

because he beat them.

He hit them?

- You bet he did!

Well, I hit them a few times too,

so he wouldn't feel bad.

He should never have had kids.

You have to have a license,

and papers, -

- and all kinds of sh*t,

just to buy an airgun, -

- but people can have

as many brats as they want.

It should be the other way around!

What about you guys?

You got families?

No.

You're not really cooks,

are you?

No. We're just in hiding.

But I'm fed up with it.

Did you kill someone?

- Yeah, that too.

Always wanted to try that.

But I've never really had a reason,

so I've stuck to animals.

Are you leaving?

- I don't know.

Torkild just has to be set straight.

It's always been like that.

You boys go back a long way, huh?

Yeah.

Arne?

Come here.

Where do you think you're going?

- Just over to Lars.

Lars? That four-eyed kid?

Aren't they in Sweden?

They let him stay home.

- Come here.

No trouble, okay?

- No. We're just studying.

That's right. If you work hard at

school, you can't go wrong.

Off you go.

- Bye, Dad.

Did you get him?

- I think so. Go see.

We'd best be getting back.

You've tried it now.

It's your turn now.

- I don't want to.

Do it!

- I don't want to.

You want more?

- No.

They're only pellets.

Take it easy,

they're just pellets!

Look, it's nothing.

Let's go for a walk.

- Wait a bit, okay?

Why do we have to stay here?

Arne left, why not you?

But he's coming back.

This is so boring. The first

episodes are much better.

Can't we go down to the beach?

- Then do it on your own!

You can't talk to me like that!

- Idiot.

Did you hear what he said to me?

- Oh, shut up.

There he is.

Howdy!

Hi, Arne.

I shot twelve ducks, Torkild.

Alfred says he's never seen anything like it.

Twelve in one shot!

- That's great, Arne.

Where's your bag?

- I gave it to Alfred.

And he gave you the shotgun?

- Yeah. We swapped.

Well, what the hell.

I suppose one shotgun's okay.

Lots of folks have them. But

don't let the customers see it, okay?

There aren't going to be

any customers, Torkild.

You can't just open a restaurant

in the middle of the woods.

Want to see a fox?

Hi, Arne.

Torkild...?

It's just that Hanne...

- We'll all take a walk now.

We're all here, so we can

go down to the beach. Together.

Let's go...

I'll give you the rest of the money

if you drown her.

Now, now. Show a little tolerance.

Look how happy he is.

What the hell's going on?

You sound like a bunch of faggots.

Give her a chance.

Are you feeling all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Look, they're not so bad.

- They're nuts, can't you see?

They're a bunch of psychopaths.

We can't stay here.

They're all right.

You just have to get to know them.

How? All you do is drink and hunt

and watch television.

Then let's do something else.

What do you want to do?

What is it?

- I feel like blowing eggs.

What?

- I want to blow eggs.

Your turn, Stefan.

Isn't this fun?

- Yeah...

Did you blow eggs, too,

when you were kids?

Yeah, I did.

Every Easter, we used to blow forty

eggs until we were red in the face.

It was real fun.

Did you guys have animals, too,

when you were kids?

Let's just do the eggs.

Your turn, Torkild.

I don't want to.

- Come on, everyone else did one!

If he doesn't want to, then...

Okay, I'll blow one.

Nothing's happening, Torkild!

You're doing it all wrong, Torkild.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes