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You should be an opera singer!

I studied in Vienna.

- Really, then why are you here?.

- To sing for you, my friend!

Here comes Dad`s tourist show.

Yes?.

I`m sorry for...

What?.

Sorry I asked

about your wife back there.

That`s all right.

I just feel like I know you...

from school.

- Jon.

- Yes

Why don`t you relax a little.

You`re off duty.

- Want one?.

- Why not?. Thanks.

- The sunset is beautiful.

- Yes.

I don`t know what happened,

if anything at all.

I was living a nightmare.

Same students year after year.

Same books, same authors.

Same questions, same answers,

and, of course, the same jokes.

I was teaching people

to teach other people -

after becoming the teachers

they never wanted to be.

Like yourself?.

Yeah, like myself.

Bummer.

You`ve worked your ass off

for years with no real results...

Exhausted, but nothing to show for it.

I thought I couldn`t love anyone

the way I love you.

I thought I could only love myself

the way I love you.

Where did you dig this up?.

Did you write it to your wife?.

I can`t remember.

Prick! Don`t you remember

whom you loved like yourself?.

- Stop it.

- l`m freezing!

You`ll wake up everyone.

Thora asked me--

I know Malla`s window.

What?.

Come down. We need your help.

You`re just making fun of me.

I`m off to bed.

You know me better than that!

Why isn`t he

wearing any clothes?.

He fell in the sea.

Get him some clothes

before he freezes to death.

Out of the way.

What the hell is going on!

I told you to stay away from Malla!

And Jon!

Is that the mother-in-law?.

You should be at home

thinking of a way to pay us back

instead of getting drunk

the night before your own wedding...

If there`s going to be

a wedding at all!

Maybe you`re being

a little rough on him, dear.

Are you going to make

your daughter homeless?.

What do you mean?.

He`ll never pay us

once they are married.

Are you getting a lawyer

to go after your daughter?.

And have him auction their house?.

We don`t have to go that far.

How could you lend money

to a man we hardly know?.

Money?. We simply leased

land we never use.

Let`s be good, darling.

Now come here and cuddle

your big old polar bear.

Stop it!

What do we know about this man?.

We don`t even know

what happened to his wife.

- Hello.

- What got into you?.

Sjonni.

I travel across

the country to see you

and then you ditch me?.

Don`t you care

about anyone but yourself?.

- I have to tell you something.

- What is it?.

There is something wrong

with my heart.

It beats so irregularly.

Listen.

You`re just too drunk.

Did you hear that?.

I could drop dead any moment.

What would you do

if I had a heart attack?.

What`s wrong with the connection

on this godforsaken island!

Just go to the phonespot

and try again.

Sorry, lost the connection.

I`m telling you because

you`re my only friend.

You`ve told me this a hundred times -

and everyone else too.

Of course you have

a heart conditon.

You`re an obese, alcoholic pothead.

Now get some sleep.

We`ll get you a doctor tomorrow.

Bloody hell!

Where are you going?.

I have to run down

to the guesthouse.

I`ll come along.

Just take it easy.

I`ll be right back.

I can walk down

to the guesthouse.

All right then, go. Have fun.

I am going to get an extension

on the rent for the golf course.

Not to have fun.

You don`t have to justify yourself.

Who`s stopping you?.

Don`t be silly, Anna.

I`ll be right back.

- Darling, please.

- Please what, my love?.

- Don`t go.

- Anna...

Stay home.

Let`s talk, like we used to.

We can cook something.

You can read me your poems.

Please don`t go.

- Anna...

- Are you ashamed of me?.

No, that`s not it.

I`m sorry.

When I feel like l`m feeling now

it`s like l`m suffocating.

I have to go out

to catch my breath.

Let`s try.

I`ll play the piano.

- We can roll naked in the dew.

- Anna.

I`m sorry.

I have to go.

Then go.

I won`t be long.

I`ll be back before one.

Don`t forget

to take your medication.

Jon!

Can I have a quick word?.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

It`s been a pleasure

to get to know you and your wife.

Thanks, likewise.

Naturally you`ve been busy,

and all couples

have their differences.

Did Anna say that?.

I don`t know how to put this, but...

your support is very important...

to her...now...

for her.

I think you`re absolutely right.

- lt`s a classic joke...

- No...

What the... Anna!

What`s going on?.

My God.

- You know what!

- What?.

It`s Midsummer night!

Anna, don`t do this.

Not now.

It`s bright all night and nature

is bursting with power.

We have to go out, roll naked

in the dew and... f***.

Let`s go.

Let`s go out and f***.

Come on.

You`re not dead yet.

If you don`t come,

you`re a f*ggot.

Stop it.

F*ggot!

Catch me if you can!

Listen to the terns.

They are mocking you!

Anna, keep quiet.

I`m going down to the village...

I`m coming!

...to tell everyone

you`re too lazy

to f*** your wife!

Let`s go inside.

I`m so pathetic.

I`m so ugly and disgusting...

You won`t even...

Where`s all the furniture?.

What?.

What the hell is this!

When are you paying me?.

Paying you?.

What the hell are you talking about?.

Stop it!

I`ve been working for you more than

a year now, without getting paid.

Working for me?.

This stupid golf course

was your idea!

Exactly! So how about

paying me for the design?.

Are you out of your mind?.

Come outside, we`ll settle this

once and for all.

- What`s gotten into your head?.

- Wait, I forgive you.

- Forgive what?.

- Everything and I love you.

You can just keep the golf course.

It`s my gift to you.

I`m getting married

in a couple of hours.

Exactly.

That`s why we decided

to take you out for dinner.

- You idiots.

- I love you too.

And now we invite you

to experience, only in Flatey,

the latest in adventure tourism.

Midnight arctic sun

golfball shooting!

Have a seat, Lalli boy.

Perfect timing!

Bringing the proper

1 2-year-old whiskey.

It`s the only thing

you didn`t take.

The only thing you left.

Did you guys empty the guesthouse?.

A proper toast...

To the architect who designed

this wonderful restaurant.

Cheers!

To the dear old chap.

Then on my second year

at the university,

I was...completely bald.

Autoimmune disease, they call it.

Autoimmune?.

Yes. I`m allergic to myself,

or my own hair.

The immune system rejects it.

Of course I got to hear

all the jokes.

He`s so boring,

he`s even allergic to himself.

But at least l`ve never

had a bad hair day...

Maybe Jon is allergic to me.

He used to dream of

changing the world with words.

He had an opinion on everything.

Now he never says a word...

unless I make him.

And then he says

he doesn`t love me anymore.

At least not in the evenings.

How sick is she?.

It`s hard to say.

Nothing ever heals.

She gets slightly better,

then it`s back to the way it was.

Well...

Are you sure

you`ve gone far enough?.

What do you mean?.

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