Tie pohjoiseen

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There once was a young man, who

wanted to become the world's best archer.

He was obsessed about it.

He left his wife and kids

and headed east to find himself a master.

I need to go to the toilet.

Why are there so few around here?

Be careful, these are so tight.

- Why did buy so small?

Ladies... - We're not ladies.

We're single!

Excuse me, but where's the exit?

- Can you follow a woman?

Just barely.

- He can't.

Come, we'll show.

Don't run,

ladies... singles. - Come, come!

He follows!

What's that?

- My passport.

Why's the color so strange?

- It's an EU passport, got tanned.

Let me see.

Flying finn. - Where did you

buy this? Come with us.

Hello.

- Hi! Pasi...

I don't look like a criminal, do I?

Thank you.

- Thank you.

Thanks, singles.

- You're welcome. Watch out!

Hey.

Porala here, hi.

There's some boozer in the staircase.

Yes, he's sleeping.

Is it Timo?

- What?

Hello!

- How do you know my name?

I'm your father.

My father went to sea,

when I was three. - Yeah.

And then he came back.

Thanks for the concert.

- What concert?

The one tonight.

Where you there?

- Yes.

You're good.

Thank you.

I've at least understood

that belongings aren't everything.

Yeah...

Go ahead.

- I need to practice.

I wouldn't mind.

Who's the drawer?

- Lumi.

My daughter.

- Who old is Lumi?

Five.

They are in Rovaniemi.

My wife's from there. They'll accompany me

when the place gets furnished.

Thank you.

Lumi...

I always thought you'd become a musician

We had that brown Fazer-piano

and on your mother lap you'd mash it

even before you could sit.

The piano was birch.

- Yeah, might have been.

So?

- What?

What do you want?

- Me?

I haven't heard about you in 35 years.

Your mother wanted,

that I wouldn't keep contact.

You do know she's dead?

- Yes, yes.

No, you didn't.

Colon cancer.

I took her to treatment

every week for three years.

I go to colonoscopy once a year.

- What's that?

A kind of a viewing.

- Sounds like fun.

It's hereditary, the cancer.

I also have an inheritance for you.

What?

- Well, you are my only son.

I thought you could

accompany me.

Where to?

- To the 'wolf border'.

'Wolf border'?

- Mmm.

Can you smoke outside?

- Sure, as well as in here.

Which hotel are you staying at?

I have trouble concentrating. - Hotel?

You can sleep there, in Lumi's bed.

I need to practice.

I won't bother you.

I think you already know how to play that.

- No, I don't...

I go, I go.

Listen, do you have a car?

No.

- But a driver's license at least?

Yes. - Good.

We can always rent car.

My feet are in such a bad shape

that I can't drive.

Timo Porala has been awarded

the nordic music prize.

Family comes before music.

Hi, to Rovaniemi.

Step in.

- Thanks.

Wait, we should put these on.

I hope there's no one home.

- No.

We never let the owner

be around at showings.

Big expectations, and then they get offended

from the smallest criticism.

Idiotic owners have ruined

many good deals from me.

Are there any upcoming renovations?

- No, nothing.

Durable apartments.

But if you want, I can check.

So full of light.

- Yes, and look at here.

Why is this for sale?

- There's been changes in the family.

To tell you straight, the woman left,

the guy's intolerable.

She moved to Rovaniemi,

as far as possible from him I guess.

The wretch needs the money,

he's probably heavily in debt.

So, shall we make a bid?

These kinds tend to sell fast.

I have a teeing in an hour,

but it can moved

if we're ready to deal.

Don't... be afraid.

There's...

There's someone here. - Okay.

Good morning.

Well... well this is a lucky coincidence

that the owner is around.

Maybe you could tell something

about the housing cooperative.

This is no longer for sale.

- What?

You can stop selling this.

- What's this supposed to mean?

Thanks. Thanks a lot!

Hey girl! The other one...

Okay then... Let's look this again

in the future. - Yeah, let's.

F*** you!

- Great idea.

Good morning.

- Good morning.

Keep the rest.

Leo?

Father.

Father...

Did you say something?

- No.

Eat your breakfast so you'll have

enough energy. - I ate at the studio.

Listen, uneaten food

won't be taken to the grave.

You left really early this morning.

You were like that as a child.

Never sleeping past six.

And when you woke,

you'd immediately start to sing.

I have diabetes, in case you're wondering.

They're saying if I dont take care of it,

I'm dead.

Once I tried to put you to sleep

the way they put budgies

and parrots to sleep.

You left me in dark?

- No, no.

You had chickenpox, and you had

been up at least three days.

I layered a big stack of towels and cloths

on top of your cot

and there you were alone in the dark.

With your mother we thought

you had fallen in sleep.

We started kissing.

A sound came from the cod:

"Tipitii-tipi-tipi-tipi-tii..."

Eurovision song.

I've already rented us a car.

I couldn't find anything else

at a moment's notice.

Maybe you should drive.

Do you have keys?

- You don't need those.

It's a modern model.

Just put the red and blue together.

Luckily there still are

these kinds that you can start.

Last time I drove through here,

you could see cows.

Are we still a long way off?

- What do you mean?

Haven't we passed the "wolf border"?

Ring road III is behind us. - Well...

We're still ways off.

I'll be there very soon.

I'll take a cab. Half a hour.

Goddammit, I'm sure you can skip one gig.

It's a symphony orchestra! The "wolf border",

of course I thought you meant Ring III.

I didn't f***ing think that

it's thought to be the 'wolf border'!

Of course you f***ing didn't!

How could I? I'm from the countryside.

Never heard of it.

We should get to know each other.

I'd like to know my only son.

It's good to start with lying.

- I didn't lie to you.

I don't believe a single word you say.

- But you, you lied to me.

Me? How so?

Your family lives in Rovaniemi,

and you're selling the flat.

The broker came by?

- He did. I took care of it.

You have a sister in Jyvskyl.

A sister!

You thought we could stop by there first.

You said I'm your only son.

- Yes, son. The only son.

For f*** sake...

Hey...

Thanks for the ride.

Hey, there! Go there!

We need to take something with us.

Timo Porala here. Listen,

I can't play tonight.

I have a migraine.

It started yesterday at the concert.

I'll find a stand-in.

Thanks a lot.

I caught one! Come and help.

Can you pick it up?

- How?

Behind the head. Fast,

before it gets away.

Not from the line! Take it!

Good, Timo!

- Goddammit!

Now my shoes are all wet!

- Don't let it go!

At least a kilo.

- It's all slimy.

It's... Torpparinkuja 29.

My earns are ringing. Tinnitus is starting.

- I had it for many years,

when I was touring with the band.

I was about to crazy.

It'd start from the smallest clang.

When someone threw keys on the table,

or a ping from a pint, anything.

What did you play?

- Bass.

Okay. - I sang as well.

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