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Pack your lederhosen, boys.
You're going to Norway.

I know you're hiding
something, Johnny. I just know.

They called me Frankie-boy.

We could've had things
so pretty and nice together.

I think you're a little drunk now.

I have a strong feeling

that you two know
what happened to my friend.

Come here, kid.
Come on.

- What was that loud bang?
- Must have been a firecracker.

My theory is that you're
the fink to the two Americans.

We gotta move fast,
they got Jonas.

- What? Who?
- The two Americans we've been chasing.

Look what I found in the street.
They got him.

But who are these people?
What do they want with us?

The only question that matters is,
how do we find them?

Now, just think.

You know Olympia?

Julius' daughter?

I think she's on the grad party bus.
Maybe she knows where they met the Americans.

Good thinkin'.

Hi.

There you are. Did you find Jonas?

Yeah. He went to
hang out with some friends.

Oh, who?

The Linnea girl,
and some other pals.

You know, went to the school
to play some games.

But our distributor called
and we got to run.

Now? It's the National Day.

I know, I know.
Really, it's terrible.

No. You can't leave now.

Be back later, okay?

It's the National Day.
You can't just leave.

Okay.

Johnny had to do some work.
Dear me.

This must be the worst
National Day of all time.

How about coming along with me? I'm off
to a party at Reidun's, my boss at NAV.

I'm not really sure.

You don't have to worry
that it'll be like up at the cabin.

No.

I've gone over to fruit juice now.

I wasn't thinking of that.
I just lost my energy.

Come with me.

Lots of exciting people
of all colors and shapes.

Yes, maybe just a short visit.

Yes, come.

It'll be great.

I don't know Reidun.

Yes, you do.

Why did you stop the car?

You know
I back you up all the way, boss.

Yeah.

It's just that this time I don't feel
you're being honest with me.

Maybe you should let me
take care of the big picture. Huh?

You're asking me to go to war,
but won't even say who the enemy is.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

You deserve the truth.

You know about my past life
in New York City?

Yes, when you started up
in the restaurant business?

Well, that's not the whole story.

I also belonged to an organization
that's a little tough to get out of.

Maybe you've heard of it.

The CIA?

Oh!

Yeah, well,
bad guys from the past have

caught up to me
nd they're looking for me.

I knew it! Of course.

Now that we've gotten that off our chest,
let's go get the kid.

You got it, Agent Henriksen.

Yes...

As most of you know this has been
a tough year for the Backe family.

I looked death right in the eye
for a few weeks.

Fortunately I came through,
but I want to tell you something.

I really wouldn't like
to have missed those weeks.

It's when you realize how short a time
we have on this little marble of ours

that you learn to cherish

what's important,

family.

In recognition of this, I have, together
with the guys in my barbershop sextet,

prepared a little musical tribute
to my children.

Not singing, Dad. Please.

And since your sister is in bed with the flu,
you'll have to get up and take it in alone.

Yeah!

That's terrific.

Can these guys sing
or can these guys sing?

Excuse us, folks, we're just gonna
borrow the host for one minute, all right.

Yeah!

What the fuck is this?
I'm in the middle of a song here.

Sorry, but we've got
to talk to your daughter.

Why?

She may have some information
about some guys we're looking for.

She has the flu
up in her room,

and I don't think it's right
to barge in on the National Day.

It's not appropriate.

Not appropriate? Like telling your family
and friends you got cancer when you don't?

We're colleagues of your
father and have some questions.

Go away! I'm sick!

You want us to tell your father
how you got that flu?

Drinking illegal booze,
shit like that.

What is it you want?

We're looking for those Americans
you were partying with yesterday.

Where did you meet them?

I can't remember.

Try and focus, all right.

I guess it was over by
Hunderfossen campsite.

I know where that is.

You okay, there?

Here. It's clean. Wipe.

Now, you don't have to worry,
we're not going to hurt you.

We just need to get the attention
of your mom's boyfriend.

Understand?

What did Tagliano say?

Fucking crappy phone.
I got no connection there.

Let's use the payphone
over by the shower area.

Come on, kid. Let's go.

Don't you try anything, yeah,
you stinky little freak.

Hello!

Welcome! And happy National Day.

- Hi.
- Hi. Congratulations.

Is this where the party is?

Nice to see you here.

Have you been here long?

Hi!

Hello, didn't expect to bump into you here.

No, it's a bit of a new circle of friends,
you might say.

What about Jonas and Linnea? Apparently
they were on their way to school together.

Oh, really? I only just let Linnea off there,
but I didn't see Jonas.

Didn't see Jonas?

Jan, I'm going to have to go.

What, already?

Yeah, I'm sure it's nothing, but I just have
to check everything's okay with Jonas.

How is poor little me going to manage then,
all alone at the party?

I'd say it looks like
you're getting on all right.

Well yes. It's always stimulating to share
experiences with younger colleagues.

I'm gonna have to leave.
Talk to you later, okay?

- Bye.
- Bye, now.

Well, have you seen
the mail everyone just got?

No.

Oh, my God!

I've brought some food for us.

- Meatballs.
- No, thank you.

Sure it's this cabin?

Come on.

Look how many cigarettes.

Still burning.

Holy shit!

Yeah.

Okay, Frankie-boy,
the game is over, and you lose.

Jerry Delucci.

Aldo sent his googootz nephew
to take me out?

Goddamn insult.

Save it, sunshine.
If you want the kid to see his mother again,

you'll do as you're told.

Yeah, okay. So how do
you wanna play this?

You gotta speak up, Frankie. There's some
sort of echo thing going on here.

They're right here.

What you say, Frankie?
Speak up, boy.

Frank?

Johnny!

Go, go, go!

Fuckers!

Jan, we need to have a talk. Now.

- Is anything wrong?
- Yes.

I think you could say that.

This went out to everyone
in the office at 2:23 today.

Can you tell me what this is?

It's... It's just some pictures
we took for fun at the theater group.

Do you take me for a complete idiot?
These young girls were jobseekers here.

I realize this might be
a bit embarrassing.

This is beyond embarrassing.

Okay.

What do we do about this, Reidun?

I want you to turn up at the office
on Monday with your letter of resignation.

Are you going to move me?

Either you quit voluntarily
or you get fired.

No, that won't work.

This job is everything to me.

People lose their jobs all the time.
Life goes on.

How am I supposed keep up payments
on my mortgage?

Apply for unemployment benefit.

You can't do this to me.

Please.

Give me a second chance.

Don't make this any worse
than it has to be.

Fuck me.

Close call back there, Frank.
This time we meet on our terms.

Whatever you say, Jerry.
Is the kid okay?

He's alive and kickin'.

Maybe if you give yourself over to us,
he can stay that way.

Listen, you cocksucker.
My partner here has got some special skills

and if you hurt some hairs
on that boy's head, he will hunt you down,

he will find you and,
I swear to God, he will kill you.

Cool yourself down there, cowboy.
He's been watching too many movies.

It's under control.
Where you wanna do the switch?

You know the truckstop
by the Hunderfossen?

Yes.

Meet us there in 30 minutes.

Sure you know where it is?

Yeah, yeah.
Everyone knows where it is.

It's a well-known gay cruising spot.

I was offered a blowjob there once
when my engine broke down.

That's too much information.
Even for the CIA.

Linnea?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Do you know where Jonas is?

No, why?

But you told Johnny that
you were coming here together.

I haven't seen either Jonas
or Johnny today.

Haven't you been together
here at school today?

You think that's him?

Yeah. It's gotta be.

Who are you?

You Frank's partner?

Sorry?

You're here for the switch, right?

Uh, well...

I don't know what you mean,
but a switch sounds okay.

What the fuck?
You're pullin' out your dick on me?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Put those motherfucking pants back on.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

No fag flashes his salami
on Jerry Delucci.

I'm sorry.

Get off.

You're defending this perv, now?

I don't know if you had some kind of
bad experience at summer camp,

but your fagophobia
is interfering with work.

Let the fucking guy go
so we can do what we came here for.

Yeah, okay. All right?

Jesus.

What's wrong with you?

Just fuckin' trolls,
they freak me out.

The fuckin' thing is made out of plastic.

Still.

- Look that way.
- Right.

What the hell is this?

Hello?

Kiddo.

Uncle Jerry's here.

Fuck. Shit.

For God's sake,
what are you shooting at?

Does it look like they've
gone down here or continued up?

There's no way to tell.
I'll check the north side, you go south.

Fucking trolls. He's in here.

Kiddo, where are you?

It's okay, kid.

We know you're in here.

No one's gonna hurt you.

Jonas.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Stop shooting at the kid,
you fucking psycho.

I wasn't. You fucking blind?

Take Jonas home.
I gotta stay and take care of some things.

Be careful.

Sorry to have to drag you
out here on the National Day.

No problem. Breathe calmly,
and tell me what happened.

We were having a National Day lunch.
I'm sorry.

Suddenly Jonas disappeared, and we
looked for him, but we couldn't find him.

I've tried to call him loads of times,
I've tried to call Johnny,

and his dad in Oslo
and I can't reach anyone.

Good thing you got a hold of me, then.

My colleague Hans has the evening shift
at the station.

We're gonna go
and together we'll find your boy.

Jonas. Maybe it's best I do the talking,
we don't want a big fuss here.

Jonas, where have you been?

False alarm.

It was just some morons who took Jonas,
so Johnny and I had to find him.

What? Who took you?

It was some foreigners.

If there's been an attempted kidnapping
it has to be reported to the police.

No, no. It wasn't...

Well, kidnapping...
This here was more a prank sort of thing.

Pranks? Well, where's Johnny now, then?

Um...

He had to take care of some business,
but he said to say hello.

Okay, so he said to say hello?

Come on, Jonas.

Hello, Hans, this is Laila. Have there been
any reports of disturbances today?

At Hunderfossen?

I think I'll take a little trip up there
with you myself.

Congratulations.

Because of your fuck-up
we probably lost Tagliano for good this time.

- My fuck-up?
- I fucking had him.

You are some piece of work.

Beating up gays.
Shooting kids and trolls, fake fuckin' trolls!

You're some kind of fruitcake.

Wait a second, you calling me a fag?

It's just an expression, Jerry.
You lose your focus.

- No, I know the meaning of fruitcake.
- Don't be stupid.

Nobody calls Jerry Delucci a fucking fag.

Who's the fruitcake, now? Huh?

Who the fuck do
you think you are talking to me like that?

I'm fucking Jerry Delucci.

I've fucking had it with you.
Nobody...

Jerry!

Put down the gun.

Whoa. Take it easy, now.

Walk to the right.

I see a nice little burial ground for you.

You always had a temper, Jerry.
Gotta wonder where that's coming from.

I got a theory about all this.

Has to do with your uncle Aldo
tucking you in every night.

Didn't that strike you as a little bit weird?

What are you talking about?
Get the fuck on your knees!

I'll finish you off right here. Get down!

Fucking son of a bitch.

There was always rumors, Jerry.
You heard them.

Unnecessary hanging around
public bathrooms.

You're full of shit!

Who told you that?
Who told you that fucking crap?

Huh?
Who fucking told you that?

Well, sayonara, Frankie-boy.

This is what I think of your
stupid fucking theories.

I never liked the fucking guy.

So now what?

Now, we're both fucked.

Yeah. I always liked you, Robbie.

You're old-school, you know?

Got a lot of respect for you too, Frank.

But you know what it is.

They tell you to go do a job,
you go do the fucking job.

I know what it is.

Nobody comes home,
Aldo sends the goombah third battalion.

You go home without the favorite nephew,
without the job done,

then you've got a problem.

- Am I right?
- You're right.

Well, here's what I'm thinking.

See this ring?

My father gave me this ring,
means the world to me.

And Aldo knows it.

So, you sell him on this scenario.

Me and the nephew took each other out,
you took the ring off my finger as proof,

and, you know...

He died defending
the family honor and all that bullshit.

The credits roll.

What do ya think?
Worth a shot?

I think that's worth a shot.

Hey.
You locking up already?

I thought we were inspecting the crime scene.

I've been all over the park.

There were just some dummies that had
been knocked over and a go-kart stolen.

Typical college kid pranks.

Actually, we've reason to believe

that something far more serious
has been going on.

Is it terrorists lurking about again,
like at the ski race?

Very funny.

I've already spoke with your boss. He agreed
that there was no need to give this priority.

Yes, I expect he did... But you're sure
there's no one in there then?

One hundred percent.

Though, I think maybe I saw
Osama bin Laden hiding in the Viking ship.

You're cracking me up. Good night.
Come on, Hans, we're going.

You know what, Hans? Tonight we'll let
the dunderheads sail on their own lake.

Sounds like a good plan.

I just took some roll cake out of the oven.
Would you like to come and have a piece?

Do I look like the kind of person
who says no to roll cake?

Wait a minute. Stop.
And what is going on here?

Little angry Jerry Delucci
ending up in a ditch in the Norwegian woods.

All because of the Olympics.

How so?

If I wasn't watching in '94,
I wouldn't have picked this place to come.

You wouldn't be here trying to whack me,
and that fuck wouldn't be lying face down.

- God works in mysterious ways.
- Yeah.

Don't look now, but
Little Green Riding Hood is right behind you.

Fuck.

And what is going on here?

Hello, Officer.

Just two foreigners enjoying
what Norway has to offer.

Is that so?

And where is your charming friend?

I don't like the sound of this.

Come in, Hans. Hans!

Listen, that guy, Jerry.

He had everything to do
with the death of your friend.

I knew it.

I knew it.

So now you're at a crossroads.

You can spend thousands
of taxpayer kroner servicing justice

for the creep that killed your friend,

or you can enjoy May 17th
hot dogs and cakes,

and be thankful somebody took care
of what you should have took care of

when you had the chance.

I think I need one of those.

Didn't know you smoked, Officer.

Not since 10 years.

Laila? Did you call me? Over.

Yes, hello, Hans. It's...

Anything wrong? Should I call the central?

Laila?

I just wanted to say...

That it's time to go back
and have some roll cake.

Okay, boys.

Close call.

I knew she'd go for the cakes.

All right, well...

Enjoy life as a dead man.

Tell me about it.

Jonas okay?

Yeah.

Uh-huh.

Well, that's good.
Then we can move on.

"Move on"?

Are you for real?

You know, I'm so tired of this.
You lying to me, keeping secrets from me.

I don't know who you really are.

Look, I'm not the bad guy here.
I'm the guy trying to fix this thing.

Is everything all right here?

Who's the douche bag?

I'm Ivar, Sigrid's husband.

- No, you're not.
- Ex-husband, that is.

What the fuck's he doing here?

I came when I heard Jonas was in trouble.

I happen to have a sense
of responsibility towards my son.

Well, excuse me. If you don't mind,

I'm tryin' to have a private conversation
with my girl here. Okay?

I don't like your tone,

so I'm afraid we're going to have to
ask you to leave.

Oh, come on.

Look, I suggest you stay
the fuck out of this, all right?

I'm warning you.
I'm a regional jujitsu champion.

Oh, Lord. Will you just please stop?

Okay, okay.
We'll continue this conversation

when Bruce Lee goes back to China.

Go in.

I don't know what to say.

That's it?

It's over just like that?

Why, hello?
Is it you I'm going to see now?

No, it won't be me today.

That's number 226.

Oh, why've you got a number?

Number 226.

Excuse me.
Johnny, do you have five minutes, please?

No.

I got four.

Yeah, we...

We've known each other
for some time now, Johnny.

Jan. While we're young.

What the fuck do you want?

The thing is,
I've become a jobseeker.

I thought maybe...

Are you askin' for a job?

Yeah,
things have unfortunately

become disagreeable
with my former employer.

Sounds rough.

Well...

I don't think there's
a whole lot of positions open at the moment.

But let me look here.

Oh, dishwasher position.

Interested?

You know, actually, I was thinking
a bit more about some kind of

management.

You can't start at the top!

You need a reality check, my friend.

Please.

I have nowhere else to go.

This is Norway, right?

The land of second chances.

New chance.

All right,
consider yourself employed.

Yes? Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.
Have you thought about the job description?

- Maybe...
- I know Torgeir needs help with the staff.

Like with Svetlana and Jelena?

Believe me, they are a handful, my friend.

That's magnificent.

You really won't regret this, I promise you.
I have a lot of good ideas already.

- Oh, yeah?
- Sure.

For example, the go-go dance on Thursdays.

The girls,
they are from Ukraine, right?

I believe so. Why?

I have a friend
on the county council

who works on cultural events...

Cultural exchange.

I could get us economic support,
you know?

- They'll give us money?
- Sure, sure.

With the right application
we can get half a million.

He owes me big time.

This could be the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.

I hope so.

Hello, hi.

You didn't send the flowers?

I'm so sorry, boss,
but they came back.

Play that song I like.