The Thrill of a Kill
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- 2011
- 85 min
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Rosenborg! Yeah! Are you coming?
The soccer game is downstairs.
- Just a couple of more minutes.
- I'll go back down.
And here we have team Rosenborg.
Rosenborg soccer club!
Rosenborg soccer club.
Turn the volume down.
I can't hear a thing.
You've been sleeping all day.
You wake up and go
straight for the computer.
- You could do something.
- I'll get a job soon.
You have said that often. You don't
care. You should be like your sister.
- At least she goes to school.
- I'll get a job soon.
- You've been home half a year.
- Uh!
- You're giving up everything.
- Be quiet, you're always arguing.
If you don't want me here
then I'll go. I can't handle this!
- Goddammit! Sh*t!
- Where do you think you're going?
- Out! I'm going wherever I want!
- No you're not! You're not going!
- Yeah!
I've helped a lot around the house.
You'd see it if you were awake!
You never notice! Dammit!
Can you turn down that damn noise?
- It's going to be nice to go inside!
- Yeah, it's cold, I'm freezing.
- It was good to dance with you.
- Was it a wedding waltz?
You're hoping for too much.
This wasn't an easy walk.
That's right.
- Cheers!
- Yeah, cheers!
Oops.
You live here?
- You see that big stone over there?
- That one?
Ah, that's it.
- I'll have to be a gentleman, then.
- Thank you! Thank you my dear.
- Where are you?
- Here I am.
- Cheers!
- Cheers!
- Do you have kids?
- What the hell are you doing here?
Get out! Get out! How many times did
I tell you not to have your cap on!
Get out! Can you hear me? Shitboy.
- Get out, shitboy!
- Where's my cap?
- You're just like yourfather!
- Goddam whore!
You don't call your mother a whore!
Finally the house for ourselves.
What do you wan't to do?
- The sofa or the bed?
- Great. Finally got rid of that worm.
- Let's go in and do strange things.
- Like what?
Oh goodness.
Arobin, yeah.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Anybody there?
Hello?
Are there people in the woods?
Have you walked long on this path?
Did you lose this?
- Yeah. Thanks.
- I found it over there. There's more.
- I got hit.
- Hit? Here in the woods?
- Yeah.
- Let me see! Jesus.
- That's a cut.
- Ouch.
That's not a mosquito bite.
Where was it you got hit?
Was it a person that did this or
something else?
- I didn't see it. I can't remember.
- You can't remember?
- I can go take a look.
- Alright.
There's more clothes overthere.
Anything else?
- No. I think that's all.
- Ok.
Alright, I'll go take a look.
We'll meet up in a little while.
- Thanks.
- Go this way.
My son, remember what your dad said
about your reel.
The same with yourrod, take care of
it and always put it in it's case...
I'll have a beer.
Overhere?
There's nothing here.
It's empty! Damn it!
Damn boy, he never does
Damn shitboy, where the hell are you?
Where are you?
Go to the store at once!
You hear me!
Damn shitboy.
Come on!
Damn! Your only interest is in your
father's things. Listen to your mom!
Damn boy. Can't you listen,
I've asked you a hundred times!
Go to the store and buy me some beer!
Do as I say.
I want it today and not tommorrow!
I'm fed up with you! Now go!
Go to the store at once!
I hate that damn b*tch!
Damn it...
Damn...
Damn it!
That's it, so you don't
scare the others in here.
Shut up!
Help! Help us!
Help! Help!
No...
- Were you at a party yesterday?
- Yeah, I was there, you know.
- Did you get to dance?
- No, well, yeah...
That's where I live.
You see smoke coming out my chimney.
It'll be good to get warm.
- Yeah.
- I'm freezing.
What the hell is in the bottle?
You can't just lie there.
Come on, get up.
Cheers! Where's the cap? Oops.
Thank you so much.
Let's get warm now.
It'll be nice to come inside.
That's where I live!
You see smoke coming out my chimney.
I'm freezing.
It's tough today.
Goddam b*tch!
Goddam b*tch! Whore!
So... We have one waking up.
Are you awake? That's nice.
What are you saying?
I can't hear what you're saying.
You want to see who I am?
Do you want to?
This is what I look like.
I'm not dangerous. Even if there's
a lot of weird stuff around here.
I'm just a regular family man.
Ok? I'm just going to get undressed
and we'll see how things work out!
Don't make so much fuss.
I've had enough noise fortoday.
Stop wriggling around.
You'll just get tired.
Let's start with you.
- Over here?
- We've been everywhere.
- We don't have more places to look.
- You can't think of anywhere else?
Nowhere else?
Well... There's one place
I really don't feel like going to.
There's a guy... His name is Tom.
He's a weirdo. He's been living
alone in the woods for 20 years.
- Which Tom?
- Can I explain later?
I'll give you an answer later.
But I want you to go in there,
I can't handle it.
- Is that ok?
- Yeah. I'm not afraid of any Tom.
Alright. That's the last spot and
he knows just about everything.
Let's see what we find out.
- Be careful over here!
- Yeah, I'll be careful.
Hello! Anybody home?
Tom?
Hello?
What the hell are you doing here?
Well... have you seen my sister?
She's somewhere around here, we can't
find her. We've been looking all day.
Mom said you knew where she was.
Or that you maybe knew.
You know what goes on around here.
I have a picture of her on my phone.
That's my sister Kimsy.
Don't know for sure. Maybe.
Perhaps.
- You don't know?
- No. You can come in and take a look.
- You don't want to take a look?
- Don't think so. No.
- You don't want to? Come on!
- No!
Come on!
Let's go in and see, can't we?
What the hell!
- Come here!
- What the hell! Come overhere!
What are you doing?
Let go of my daughter!
You already f***ed me! You're these
kids' father. Now you fondle them!
- Go away b*tch!
- You bastard!
- Let her go, you bastard!
- F*** off!
- Goddam b*tch.
- Come on, let's go!
B*tch!
B*tches everywhere!
We're safe. Come on, let's go!
Get in the car.
Go away!
- What did you mean he was my father?
- It's something I've kept from you.
I'll give you a quick explanation.
Tom and I were partners many years
ago. The result was you and Kimsy.
Is that perverted old pig our father?
Yes. He is violent and he can't
handle either me or any of you.
Let's leave it forthe time being.
The most important thing is to find
Kimsy. I think we should hurry.
So, it's the two of us...
You'll be a nice girl? You sure?
You want to be my dog?
Now you're going to do as I say:
Just bark, don't talk!
Can you bark?
Woof? Yeah, that's right.
I'll take you into the house soon
but first I have to be sure...
- that you do as I say.
Do you understand?
Just rememberto bark.
No silly games.
Let me get undressed.
Let's see if you obey.
We're just going to enjoy ourselves.
Right? That's it.
We'll just do it like this!
That's right! That's it!
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