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even though he hates soccer.

And he's so proud of you, Torben.

He is?

- I'm very fond of him, too.

- Exactly!

So, let's go back home.

Yeah.

Yes.

How great is this?

I want to go home to Holger.

Holger...

No, watch out!

- Are you okay?

- What happened?

Huh?

Whoah.

We're home!

That car sure has taken a beating.

Let'sjoin the others.

Come on, let's go!

Holger!

Are you okay?

Yes.

What you said to Torben was

beautiful. But I feel bad, 'cause...

Let's gojoin the others.

Come.

Patrick Ejlerskov!

Anders Bo told me everything.

- I'm all pumped up on dedication.

- Fine, where's Anders Bo?

No idea. But you can count on me

and my dedication.

I don't need him.

I just need to open that safe.

Leave that to me, Patrick.

Nico Holm is on the job.

Good.

Well, unless it's wired

like a casino vault.

- You know... 'Ocean's Eleven'?

- What?

Let's beat the house, Patrick!

Get on with it!

Wussy!

Wussy!

I love your scent of exhaust.

- Holger!

- Yes?

Holger, uhm...

I want you to know that I can go

to soccer matches all by myself.

If you'll just let me stay here for

another 20 years, I'll be a happy man.

- Of course, Torben.

- Thank you.

You and Gunnar

will make an amazing team.

Yes, Holger! And if you hire Polina,

we'll have a show like that every day.

Yes... Allan.

I'm sick

of your comments about Polina.

You're very rude towards her.

And you're actually

very rude towards me, too, Allan.

Yes...

I apologize.

Yes, Allan.

Yeah, yeah.

- Is Nico still around?

- Nico?

Here you go, Bulldog.

Bulldog?

Friends.

Yes!

Friends.

Drink up.

Well done!

We'll have that key delivered

on a silver platter in no time.

Except your silver platter

is a plastic bag full of vomit.

Feeling queasy, Bulldog?

Do you have something for us?

Yes, come on.

Grab the bucket!

Piece of cake, Patrick.

Holger's hearing aid?

Bulldog!

Here they are!

The Mazda keys.

We'll never find that key!

What if he's been to the bathroom?

- We can handle that, too!

- No! That's taking dedication too far.

I know that safe.

We can pull open the door.

- With our bare hands?

- No. With that thing.

We're on a roll, Patrick!

What are you doing?

There's no need to...

Stay back! This client register

is ours! Right, Patrick?

- Or should I say 'boss'?

- I was supposed to be in charge here!

Stop, Patrick!

It won't work!

Stop!

Anders Bo!

And Patrick?

- I'm not with them!

- You broke into the safe?

What the...?

- Are you with Mastodont?

- No, no!

- You should've told us!

- It's your own fault.

I didn't mean to.

He wanted me to steal your clients...

I've had it with this place!

I'll wipe it off the face of the earth!

Patrick, let's talk about this.

Come on, Patrick...

I'm sick of it, too. This is the worst

place I've worked in the last 2 years.

You've never worked anywhere

more than 2 months!

Aah!

It's still a crappy place!

I'm sorry to have to disappoint you,

but...

... I quit! That stings, huh?

Chew on that! No more Nico Holm.

Patrick!

- I can explain everything.

- You've played us all!

I was so fond of you!

- And I wasn't the only one!

- Stella...

Amalie, everything

between us was real!

- But you don't care about the others.

- Please stop!

I think I'm in love with you.

- You're just saying that to get away.

- No, I'm saying it so I can stay!

And Amalie...

I'd love to go on that ski vacation!

If I mean anything to you,

you'll stop that and let me go!

Give me that!

For crying out loud, Torben!

Why did you shoot

a nail into my leg?

- My aim was off!

- Stop! Let him go.

And now we'll dance around the

Christmas tree, just like every year.

- We just have to light it first.

- Dad, seriously?

As soon as this is lit, the good old

atmosphere will come back.

Thank you for a wonderful party.

A car accident, a beating

and a nail in your thigh.

That's a wonderful party to you?

Hello?

Help!

- Doesn't that sound like Frans?

- It can't be. He went home.

Hello!

Help!

- It's coming from the chimney.

- Come on!

- Hello!

- He can't be in there.

- It sounds like...

- Help!

Frans is that you?

Frans is in the chimney!

What on earth?

We must get him out.

Hello!

Young man.

Elsa and I have decided

that I won't stand for this any longer!

- We want our car back. Now!

- I don't work here anymore.

You're the guy from the interview!

You got the job, then?

- Yes.

- Congratulations!

- Have you been fired already?

- Yes.

That must've been quite a party.

- I don't know if your car is ready.

- Then they should step on it!

Or I'll take it to Mastodont...

says Elsa.

If you want to deal

with honest people, this is the place.

I know, but if I don't get my car now,

there'll be no action in the moth hole.

Hey!

Hey!

Friends.

Thank you, Bulldog.

I'm sorry if I've messed things up

between you and Amalie.

Stella.

No!

Fine.

- Come on, Wussy!

- I'm pulling all I can!

Frans?

Are you wearing a costume?

Woohoo! It's Patrick!

Tractor!

Patrick?

I'll damn well grind

this bloody place to dust!

Anders Bo?

Get off my bulldozer!

- Johannes, the ladder.

- My car!

Elsa!

No! No!

- Watch out!

- Bulldog.

- No!

- Bulldog?

You ran over Bulldog!

What do you want?

I want Holger to apologize!

For everything!

And for all the years

I've missed him.

Patrick, there's nothing Holger

loves more than his daughter...

... and his son!

Really?

Then let's stop this piece of crap!

Immediately!

Pull!

- It's coming this way.

- Pull!

Oh, no!

The brakes.

Do something, Anders Bo!

Frans?

Frans! We have no brakes!

- You don't seem to know Frans!

- What's he doing?

This is the end for Dad's auto.

If you want to wreck Holger's Auto,

you have to get past me first!

What's that?

It worked!

- We're not moving!

- My pen!

Did you see me?

It was me! Frans!

Bulldog!

Frans, get the ladder!

The ladder?

I'm on it!

Bulldog!

- Bulldog?

- Bulldog?

Bulldog?

Do you think he's hurt?

What's going on?

Bulldog!

Did I miss anything?

You're back to your old self, Bulldog!

Bulldog!

You!

- Easy, Bulldog.

- And you are?

- He's with me.

- Aha. Did I miss the party?

No, no!

We're not done on the roof yet.

Patrick, come here.

I'm so happy to see you, son.

I'm very impressed with what

you've accomplished on your own.

I've missed you too, Dad.

- Shall we go dance around the tree?

- Absolutely!

This is wonderful.

- Look, I fixed the tree!

- Beautiful, Torben.

- How about that ski trip to Italy?

- Only if it's with you.

Well, you could ask Stella.

- You don't remember anything, at all?

- Nah, I don't think so.

- Why?

- It's nothing... No, no! It's nothing.

I'm so happy

that you're happy, Torben.

How does that make you feel, Wussy?

Patrick, would you give us a hand

while they're away on vacation?

- I'd love to.

- Great!

Come one everyone!

It's dancing time!

- The usual one! Ready!

- 1, 2, 3!

Silent night

Holy night

all is calm

all is bright

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