Klumpfisken Page #4

- Very foolish.

- That's not true.

- Yes. Yes it is.

- So it's still working?

- Damn right.

Congratulations.

Have you called her?

- No.

- Why not?

- I'm not really her type.

- But is she not your type?

She's nice. Very nice actually.

- What's the problem then? Call her.

- No.

- Then text her.

- Text her? And write what?

Write:
"Hello, sweetie".

Hello sweetie?

I'm not going to write that.

- That's how you do it.

- Hello, sweetie?

- I'll just write "Hey there".

- No.

- Why not?

- Hey there?

Can you not hear it?

Just write "Hey, sweetie".

- Okay. "Hey, sweetie".

- Yes.

- This is stupid.

- What?

- That's how you do it.

- That's not how I do it.

Hello, it's Kesse. Hi.

Yes, me too. I had a good time.

So I was thinking...

Do you want to go out again?

Oh.

- So this is where you're hiding.

- Hello.

- I'm happy you called.

- Yes.

- Should we go?

- Are you in a hurry?

No. It's just...

There are a lot of biologists here.

- Yes, you're on hostile territory.

- Yes.

Why don't we have

a look at the sunfish before we go?

- Sunny? Sure.

- Great.

Is this such a good idea?

I'm not sure I want to do this.

- Don't I need a certificate?

- I'll take good care of you.

If a fisherman is under water

it's because he's drowning.

That was incredible! Fantastic!

Wasn't it?

You deserve a kiss.

- Let's go down again.

- Sure.

Here we go.

Try Pia's new specialty.

- Hawaii mix.

- Hawaii mix?

- So what do you think?

- It's okay.

Is it good?

It's different.

- Don't you want any?

- No. It tastes like sh*t.

I hate you.

The fries go all soft because

of the pineapple. They're sloppy.

- What?

- Nothing.

You're not easily knocked down,

are you?

I don't plan to.

2 hours before is just a guideline.

We have plenty of time.

- You'd better take these.

- Let me.

- You should get moving then.

- Yes, we need to get in there.

- I think that was all of it.

- That's it. Thank you.

- Have a nice holiday.

- It'll be good to get away.

Okay. How does this sh*t work?

Take care. I'll see you, when Sorte

comes home all hot and tanned.

- Let's go, Sren!

- All right, all right.

- Was that all?

- Yes. That's all we got today.

Kesse! Inspections.

- Hello there.

- Hello.

- Good catch?

- I'm not complaining.

- What did you catch?

- Plaice.

- Did you unload them all?

- Yes, were done.

That's nice.

- The weather was nice today.

- It was fine.

- That wind yesterday was worse.

- Yes.

- Hello, Kesse. Let's go.

- Have a nice day.

You too.

Jesus Christ. My pulse is racing.

Feel it.

- Shut up, damn it!

- That was damn close.

Your number was almost up.

- We're on a roll, Kesse.

- Sure.

- What's up?

- What's up.

Jesus Christ. It's my mother.

- She's so afraid you'll starve.

- That looks good.

- Tell Inga I said thanks.

- Hello, Lars.

- What the hell are you doing here?

- Well... I...

What's she doing here? Huh?

Lars... Lars, damn it!

What does she think

about your illegal fishing?

Don't be stupid, Lars.

You weren't supposed to know

that we're seeing each other.

I don't care about that.

- I should have told you.

- "Stay away" you said. No trouble.

- That's because you wanted her.

- I didn't plan it.

I don't care. I don't care.

- Is she a good ride?

- Lars...

- You must have f***ed her.

- Just shut up.

This is Kesse.

Where were you, Preben?

We unloaded a long time ago.

I've been waiting for over an hour.

Call me when you get this message.

I don't want to stay much longer.

- Should we throw them in the water?

- Don't be an idiot.

Carsten, this is Kesse.

I know it's late but it's important.

Preben didn't show up. No!

I have 11 crates

that I don't know what to do with.

I tried that! He's not answering!

I am calm, it's just...

Can you call him and tell him

to get his ass over here?

Yes. Good.

Let's go, Lars.

Put that one there.

There's no room for...

We'll have to come back for the rest.

Put the last one back.

I'll go get the rest and more ice.

You stay here.

God damn it!

Come help me with the crates.

- Are you deaf?

- You have a visitor.

What are you doing here?

Were we supposed to meet up?

- What's this?

- I'm just keeping them here...

I'm not stupid.

How long have you done this?

- Long enough to get by.

- You're destroying your livelihood.

- It's nothing.

- What do you want me to say?

- I don't know!

- I thought you were better than this.

Well you thought wrong.

What a shame.

That pissed her off.

Butt out, Lars.

What the hell happened to your hand?

Damn it.

This was the last time, Lars.

I can't do this.

What do you mean?

I'm sorry

but I can't take you with me anymore.

It's sh*t. I know that.

So...

I'll just be getting home then.

You might as well. Take care.

Thanks.

Where the hell were you?

You could've at least called.

I had to bring the crates home.

You have the address.

Come as quick as you can.

- Good evening. Fishing inspections.

- I can see that.

We received an anonymous tip

about you keeping fish here.

Can we look in your garage?

- I can't stop you, can I?

- No.

It's all cod.

We're going to make a report now

and report a crime.

You'll get a fine

equal to the value of the catch.

You might risk having

your license withdrawn for some time.

We're taking the fish

to sort and weigh them.

You're welcome to watch.

We can press charges against you -

- but you have

the right to remain silent.

You'll receive a letter...

Hello!

- You should get that looked at.

- Yes.

Push your thumb up.

- Good. Does this feel normal?

- Yes.

And here? You can feel that? Good.

Give me two more. Of the shots.

No! The shots.

You're ugly.

Damn ugly.

- Jesus Christ, Kesse.

- Leave!

I didn't mean to. Sorry, damn it.

Don't be like that.

I didn't do it on purpose.

Jesus.

What the hell are you looking at?

Huh?

- We're looking at you.

- You're so busy.

- So are you.

- Just say it to my face.

- Go home and sleep it off.

- You gossiping b*tches.

- Calm down and drink your beer.

- Do you want to say something?

Just say it to my face.

Don't sit there and gossip.

- Kesse, listen to me. Look at me.

- You're asking for it.

- We don't want this here.

- You had this coming!

- Pretending to be such a damn saint!

- Let me...

Get out now! This way!

Get up.

Let's go. Come on.

Get out.

That's it. Get out of here.

Kesse? What the hell happened?

- Nothing.

- You need to put ice on that.

- Huh?

- Ice! It looks horrible.

There you go. Come over here.

Come here. Is that good?

I have nothing left, Pia.

- That's not true.

- I don't.

- Not a damn thing.

- Not true.

- It's not true.

- Yes, it is.

- I have nothing.

- Come here.

Come here, Kesse.

Come here.

Come on. Come on.

Yes.

Wait.

Yes. That's it.

- No, this is no good.

- Yes, Kesse. You...

- Come here, Kesse.

- No, it's no good, Pia.

- Yes, it is.

- I have to get home.

- No, don't. Stay here.

- No. Stop it, damn it!

You... Kesse! Kesse!

Open the door!

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