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OK.

The settlers in North America

had to make do with what they had.

They didn't have Xbox or LCD

flat-screens. That wasn't important.

Hello, everybody.

This is Mikkel speaking.

As you know,

I'm on my way over to the West.

And I would like to thank everyone

for wonderful years at this school.

I want to thank Camilla for a great

time by the apple tree last summer.

I want to thank Anna

for letting me...

For letting me touch her fun bags.

I'll miss everyone.

I'll miss the guys, the teachers.

Especially Staalberg and miss Tanner.

Miss Tanner, I'll miss you

you wicked girl.

Mikkel!

Get out!

Thanks a lot, everyone!

Mikkel!

Thank you so much.

We're also looking forward to it.

Goodbye for now.

We're being picked up

by the owner of the house.

He sounded very nice.

We're getting off

right before Voss...

We're changing our eating habits now.

No more McDonald's and junk food.

We're eating cured ham

and Norwegian home fare.

We can pick berries and mushrooms.

And go skiing in the winter.

It's probably a small place,

where everyone knows everyone.

It's a good idea to behave

nice and friendly when we get there.

Don't you think so, Miksey?

Be a little sociable.

Are you listening when I talk to you?

Yes.

Do you want a cup of coffee?

Do you need any help?

Yes.

It takes a bit of experience.

But with a bit of practice,

you get the hang of it.

So if you need any more help,

just let me know.

-OK.

-Mikkel!

Remember,

milk and sugar in my coffee!

-ls that your mom?

-I don't know that lady.

Miksey, two sweeteners for your mom!

Yo, que pasa.

-ls it far?

-To what?

To where we're supposed to live.

No. If you look ahead,

you can see the ski centre.

That's our destination, in a way.

Can you see the red light

at the top of the house down there?

Pizza Palace!

It's the best place

in the whole town.

But stay away from pizza number 7...

-Why?

-Number 7?

Every time I eat that one,

I get very loose in my...

Yes...

Home, sweet home.

There's the snow groomer.

It's bad as hell.

-Have you ever driven a groomer?

-No.

-There's a first time for everything.

-Where's our apartment?

There.

Up the stairs.

I live in here.

You live there.

All your stuff came yesterday.

Just knock on the wall

if you need anything. That wall.

Yes.

That's good to know.

If you need a ride tomorrow, Mikkel, -

-then I'm leaving at eight o'clock.

Sharp!

Eight o'clock son!

It's pretty cool, or what?

A bit retro, but cool.

Hope you like the apartment!

Good night!

Everybody, this is Mikkel Nordskog.

From today on

he will be in your class.

Maybe you can tell us

a little bit about yourself?

My name is Mikkel.

I'm from Oslo.

I've been in high school

about a year and half.

-And...

-Hi.

Well...

So I've got a job here,

and my mom moved here.

Well, my mom got a job,

so I moved here.

I haven't been many places here.

But it sure was a long bus ride...

Yes, sir.

Sit here.

I think we all should say welcome

to Mikkel. One, two, three...

Welcome, Mikkel...

Very good.

Let's open the books at page 52.

It's the poem "The old mountains"

by Ivar Aasen.

And Samantha

will start reading today.

The old mountains in the distance

Are always the same

Covered in an armament...

Hey, Oslo boy!

Are you going to the party tonight?

-Where?

-It's a party in the slopes tonight.

-Do you snowboard or ski?

-Snowboard.

-Cool. See you later.

Are you ready?

Where are you going?

-If you want, you can go ahead.

-You sure?

I've got something planned

with some people from the school.

-I don't mind skiing with you.

-I know. But that's OK.

OK.

See you later, then.

Oslo boy!

Jump, goddammit!

-Are you OK?

-Yes. Or...

Do you want a beer?

My mom's got

better skills than you...

Hey, Gaute.

Mikkel.

Come on.

Hey you!

Do you want to join us

in the forest trail?

-Me?

-Yes, you.

We know where the good snow is.

Are you in?

Yes, OK.

Are you OK?

Welcome to Voss.

F***!!

What the hell...

F***ing sh*t.

Don't you think I know what

it's like being a young outsider?

You know what Henrik Ibsen said?

The majority are always wrong.

So we don't give a f***

what the majority says.

So it's us...

Against the rest.

Us against the rest...

Hi!

I've fixed up your room.

I thought it was too bad

that your things were still in boxes.

-When everything else here is so nice.

-It's not nice here.

You're pairing up.

You two. You...

You two...

OK, partner.

Thanks for the game.

-Let's do it again sometime.

-Hope we're on the same team then.

Mikkel, do you mind cleaning up here?

You and me.

Come on!

Mikkel,

can you help me with the bags?

F***ing sh*t!

-What is it with you?

-What it is with me?

What is it with you

and this shithole of a place?

Why did we have to move here?

I was doing fine in Oslo.

I'll carry the bags upstairs.

Let the boy skate.

Thanks a lot, mom.

Everything will be OK

for well behaved boys.

It's a new spring.

Our new spring.

What are you talking about?

It's going to be a little bad

at first, and then good.

You know I'm not usually wrong about

those things. Hold this, please.

-Mom, can't we just get out of here?

-Relax, Miksey.

-Hey, girleyboy.

-Girleyboy?

-How embarrassing?

-I think it's cute.

Shut up...

Does everyone here get

this kind of a warm welcome?

-No.

-Lucky me, then.

Do you want me to show you around?

Straighten up the first impressions.

-Do you mean that?

-Yes.

Now?

OK...

-Have you ever driven a snowscooter?

-No.

It's so pretty here.

It looks like a postcard.

I guess everyone knows

everyone here, right?

Yes, it's a pretty small place.

I moved here myself nine years ago.

From Hovseter.

It took a while for me

to get used to it.

Things seems strange

when you're from a big city and all.

I think you'll like it in time.

Hey, don't look so depressed.

Christ...

Sh*t... This is all wrong.

Gaute is my boyfriend.

I can't...

You could...

What's up, guys?

What's up, Mikkel?

Were you at the top with Nina?

-If I where at the top with Nina?

-ls there an echo here?

I saw Nina driving down

five minutes ago.

I've been here all alone.

-Didn't I see you downtown with Nina?

-I don't know what the hell you saw.

Are you sure Aslak isn't your b*tch?

You seem close.

You don't look at her.

Stay away, OK?

Stay away from Nina and this slopes.

OK?

I'll get you down.

-Get on my back.

-That's likely...

Don't be so damn stubborn.

Get on my back.

-Forget it.

-Get on my back, goddammit!

You know,

snowboarding is all about going down.

-Have you been doing this a lot?

-From before you were born, sonnyboy!

Just make yourself at home.

Is that you?

Topanga Beach, California, Mikkel.

Here...

Sit down.

I didn't know

you were such a great snowboarder.

You can make me

a good snowboarder.

I'm a nobody in this place

if I suck at snowboarding.

-You can make me good.

-In that case, you sucked before too.

-What?

-You have no desire to be

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