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It's coming up.

Hard astern. Hard astern.

There it comes. Alright fire!

Shit!

That's it for today.

Yes.

Last day then.

That's a relief.

Got something in mind then?

Yes.

What?

Reading.

No, I mean now this is over. You got
something else to do?

Gotta do something.
The question is what?

That's exactly what I was wondering.

We're turning out a right couple of
philosophers, aren't we?

Grímur. Phone.

Grímur Úlfsson speaking.

Grímur Úlfsson.
Call from Reykjavík.

Grímur, is that you?

Yes, hello!
Grímur. Hows it going?

Going? Yes, it's going along alright.

Look, there's something I have
to tell you right away.

Kelly's back.

I mean, I think it's best.
Him moving back.

We're giving it another go.

You see, he's promised me he's
going to stop drinking.

So you don,t have to come
back here again.

Grímur, can you hear
me? Grímur?

Hello?

Here, I don't think we need to
broadcast this to the whole fleet.

Turn the bloody thing down a bit.

Ebba.

We took all your stuff round
to your gran's place.

She got herself all excited.

Not my fault.
She was in a real mood.

I left your stuff there.

Your running gear and
your little statues and your

photos and all that.

We didn't think it
would be a good

idea for you to come
here and pick them up.

I think it's best for everyone
like this. I km-now it is.

Grímur?

You better not go on deck with your
ears sticking out like that.

The wing might carry you off.

Going to get yourself a job then?

You don't think I'm going to work
the lotteries for a living?

Work?

The lotteries!

Can we get a job in
the lotteries then?

There's no point in
getting angry at me.

Yeah. Sorry mate.

Where you going?

Just going up to watch the video.

What's on?

"Naughty Nurses".

Jesus Christ! I'm not going to watch
that for the twentieth time.

Don't you ever get tired of
looking at that thing?

There is nothing in it except naked
girls working in some bakery or

something in Copenhagen.

Bakery in Copenhagen?

I'm reading an article about shark
fishing in Florida.

So?

They found an old treasure
chest full of gold coins.

Yeh, in Florida. Here in Iceland
they've been looking for one

treasure ship for twenty years,
and they haven't so much as found

a single bloody deck nail.

Christ it'd be fun going to Florida.
We might find some treasure like

those shark fishermen.

Well, it'd be fun for the sharks at
least getting a nice Christmas

roast like you to keep them
happy in the water.

I thought we decided you'd throw
that suit away after you didn't

make out in it last time.

Give it one more try this weekend.

If it doesn't get me a lay, I'll wear
it for work all next year.

If that's your plan to do, get
yourself a job in a bank.

Are you thinking about
working in a bank?

No way. The likes of us
wouldn't get work in a bank.

Bank robbers maybe.

What are we going to do then?

Well, if were lucky we might get
a shoveling shit.

And if that don't work out, well
have to eat shit.

What are you hanging
down here for?

You coming then?

Just getting something.

What the hell is this?
Started playing with dolls have you?

No it's a lucky troll Mum gave me.

Now what does a great strapping
of like you need with one of those?

That's why I'm so lucky at
cards and love.

Oh? I thought it was because you
looked so much like Robert Redford.

You could probably use that
for your passport photo.

This ain't the first time
I've watched this shit.

Really?

My old Dad, couldn't think of anything
he liked more than to stand up here

and watch this fucking mess.

We must have driven out here every
Sunday when I was a kid.

Other people took their kids off to
the park or the country.

It bored me sick. Poor old
Mum, she couldn't stand the smell

so she stayed in the car.

I stood up here with my old man
and tried to scrounge enough

money out of him to buy
myself an ice cream.

But he never listened.
He just stood there and watched.

What a load of crap!

Hello Nonni.

Hello there.

How are you doing?

Fine thanks.

Got a nice bit for me then?

Sure.

I got a bag here.
Could you put it in for me.

There you go, that's really a
good chunk you got there.

Prime meat.

It's for my old Gran.

Thanks very much. Let me know if
I can return the favour.

Well, I can't think what
that might be.

We could help out if anyone had
a go at you. Went for you, like.

Couldn't we Búbbi?

Yes.

Be seeing you.
Thanks very much.

Bye.

Well, Grímur,
what can I do for you?

What else can you
besides paying me, then?

Not that there's much point in
giving guys like you money?

You only spend it all
on booze right away.

Just sign here.

You can just put a cross
on yours Búbbi.

No one asked you to
interfere in my affairs.

Oh, really?
That's not what your grandma told me.

She's phoned here every single day.
All nonsense and worry.

Either she's going
completely mad

or you're trying to do her in.

What a fuck are you
talking about? You bastard!

Calm down!

Grímur, Grímur.

Don't you talk about
my grandmother

like that in
front of me!

You hear me!

I'll have that one there with the
picture of the waterfall on it.

Here you are.

How much is it?

850.- krónur.

Come on, let's get going.

What am I supposed to do
with all this?

Stick it in your pockets.

I've always been more than
willing to give people a lift,

but I expect them to
show modicum of manners.

I picked up some kids
last bank holiday.

Stood there dripping

wet in the rain. I mean,
one would have thought

they'd at least have

shown a bit of gratitude.
I got nothing but arrogance and lip.

And then I finally managed to get
rid of them, the car was a

complete bloody mess.
It's been foreign tourists usually.

Give them

your little finger, they'll have
your whole arm...

Why do you stop for
them then?

Up to now I've always
believed Icelanders were better, but

everything's going down the bloody
drain in this country.

No respect for
anything anymore.

Everyone is on the take.

Individuals, pressure
groups. It's all going to

end in one huge
bloody mess.

What a lot of crap!
Give us a break.

Turn the radio on and relax.

Now look here, friend. I'm in
charge here and if I...

Shut it will you.

Right, out with you!

Eat shit!

Stupid old bastard!

What do we do now?

What do you mean?
When we get to town?

Yes.

I haven't got a fucking clue.

If you're not slaving
your guts out at sea,

You only end up in some

shit factory when you
get to land.

You got any skills?

Did a bit of gardening once...

Gardening?

Wasn't any fun either.
I thought it might be

because I used to go stay in the
country when I was a kid.

Perhaps I should try and get
a job on a farm?

Yeah, that would be terrific.
You'd make a great cowboy.

The cows would take one look at you
and rush off home in fright.

There's other things to
do than rounding up cattle.

Yeah, perhaps we should
try and get a job.

Maybe we ought to try to
get a job together.

Much better working
with people you know.

Yeah, great idea! We could work
together as bog attendants

at the lavs in the
centre of town.

You could take
the Mens and

I'll look after the Ladies on
the other side of the road.

Then I could pop over to
you when I need rubber.

But I thought you and me were
going all the way to Florida?

That would be fun.

Wouldn't it just!
That would be great.

Can you give us a lift?

Been driving long?

Come from up north, eh?

It'll have to be put
out of its misery.

Its leg is broken. It's in pain.

It's going to have to be shot.

Can't just let it lie
here like this.

What can we do?

You can't do anything.

There's a rifle behind the seat.

Come on mate. It was a mercy killing,
or whatever they call it.

You've got blood on
your hands.

I'd always meant to get
myself a horse too.

Where do you want
to get out?

Well, we didn't have
anywhere special in mind.

I just thought you
might live somewhere.

Oh, I see what you
mean.

No problem. You just let us out
when you stop yourself.

Look at that poor sod.
Can't even get to sit down.

He's been thrown
out everywhere.

Maybe we should
pop in there.

I don't know about that.
We might run into trouble.

Us?

Grímur!
Grímur!

Hello Silli,
my old mate.

Great to see you!

I don't suppose
you've got a drop?

This stuffs too
good for you.

We can
drink anything.

Aren't you going to
sit with us?

No thanks Silli, we haven't got time.
Look after yourself.

You've always been so
classy and flash.

Couldn't you spare...?

There you go.

Thanks very much mate.

Be seeing you.

Enjoy yourselves.

Battle cry. Battle cry.
Battle cry on sale here.

What's all that about?

Battle cry.

What's that?

A battle cry. Come on,
let's get ourselves in somewhere.

What ungodly fear,
even such shall befall them.

Here, you're not coming in
with that disgusting thing.

What? This? Do us a favour
and look after it for me.

What the hell
is this?

Just come from the
slaughterhouse have you?

What's the matter?
Something up?

Oh, it's just that horse
back there.

It was horrible - all that blood.

Come on, mate.

I thought you said you'd
spent time on a farm?

Now I didn't think farm
hands got worried about a

little bit of blood.

I was on a farm once.

They used to shoot stray
cats regularly and keep

a tally by counting the bags
they put them in.

"Well, we haven't shot
very many this time."

"We had four bags
last year."

Sometimes they
weren't even

dead before they put
them in the bags.

Stop it...

It was just cats. Even got one
of the family cats sometimes.

It didn't make any difference.
Just one more for the bag.

Look Grímur, I can't
stand any more of this.

Oh no? How many fish do
you think you've killed

in your time?

Poor little fish, leaving their
mummies and daddies behind.

Let's forget about the horse
or I'll loose my appetite.

Okay, order something for us
then. I'll have a rare steak.

Reckon we know anyone here?

No. It must be about ten
to fifteen years since

I came to a place like

this in town and met
someone I knew.

Occasionally I've recognized

a face, but then the face
didn't recognize me.

Really cosy here.

Nearly as cosy as
the forecastle on Gardar.

What boat was that?

An old line-fisher from
Patreksfjord. Did a whole year on it.

It was the other way round there.

Everyone knew each other.

Especially in the forecastle.

I could go all around the coast,

from one forecastle to another

through the bilge water

and among the smelly socks
and I'd always

find someone I knew.
Not on shore. Don't know a soul.

One - nill.

Will someone get rid of
this man.

Here, you're not going to push
me off my chair!

Get your filthy hands off
me, you rude bastard!

Will you please throw
him out of here!

I was just tying
my shoelaces!

Alright mate, I think you've
had enough for one night.

Grímur!

leave him alone,
you bastards!

Oh, leave me alone!

Don't be like that,
what's the matter?

Why the hell do
you carry on

like that until we
make bloody fools

of ourselves! How many
times have I told you..?

I was only..

Will you shut up
while I'm talking!

From now on you're
going to shut up

and let me decide
what to do,

where we go, and who
we talk to. Got it?

Yes.

Alright, let's get
moving then.

Got off without paying
though, didn't we?

No we didn't.
I'd already took care of that.

I'll pay!
How much is it?

250.- kronur.

Must be enough.

What a bloody mess!

Ought to a special fare
for scum like that.

I'm not buying
anything.

What's all this about?
Don't you recognize me?

Grímur.

Hello Grandma!

What's this?

It's whale meat,
Grandma!

Dear, dear. I'll probably have to
get myself some new teeth.

We're you trying to get a
hold of me up on the

Whaler, Grandma?

There's something
wrong with the telly.

I kept getting a
double image.

Want me to deal with the
ghosts for you then, Gran?

Then she kept calling,
that girlfriend of yours.

Got all her wits about
her has she?

Turns up
here with all your things.

Even broken plates, and dumps the
whole lot on the floor here.

Aren't you going to make
us some coffee, woman?

Really irritates me.

This is Búbbi.

Búbbi! Now what kind of
name do you call that?

Maybe he could have a
look at the telly for me?

Shall I make you cook this
meat for the two of you?

We just finished
eating thanks.

Yes, and then she just
turns up here out of the

blue that girlfriend of yours and
the little madam pours out a

stream of abuse at me.

The stink of that booze! Been at the
poison again have you?!

It seems to me everyones done
their best to be good to you...

Grandma!

And that's the
thanks they get.

You're not getting
any booze here.

Grandma.

Don't give that
"Grandma" business.

I bet your father, rest his soul,
would be pleased

if he could see you now.

Him a gentleman all his life.

Grandma, you're always going
on at me for not visiting you,

and then when I do turn up...

The stink of that booze!
Can't you turn up just once without

dragging one of your
drinking partners with you?

Show a bit of decency.
Your father, rest his soul...

Just leave, both of you, before
you break anything else for me.

I don't want drunkards in
my house!

Perhaps I should have given the old
dear the chocolates, but I

was keeping them for
Ebba's kids.

Well, if it isn't Grímur! Rare
birds, these white ravens!

Ravens? Looks more like a

white whale he's
got there with him!

Who's going to take the
champ then?

Isn't that Moby Dick himself
you've got with you?

This Greenpeace
business got

you bringing them in
alive then?

Call me Ishmael!

We could get a fortune for this
one if we sold it to the Japs for

hamburger meat
and dog food.

I've heard they'll pay
anything for the foreskins.

Really?

Yes, they use the
foreskins to

make the very best
leather sofas.

Why don't we just cut
the expensive part off then.

It's a very
simple operation.

That was a canon in
the corner pocket.

Know what
that is Moby Dick?

Grímur, I'm leaving.

"Grímur, I'm leaving."

Hold on. What's the hells
the matter?

Where's the man gone?

You mean the whale?
He spread out his fins and left.

I don't believe. The bastard!

What are you rushing off for?

Just felt like it.

Waiting for a bus then?

No. Not against the law
to sit here, is it?

Pissed off about something?

No. I'm not pissed off.
But people can get hurt you know.

Come on!
We're mates aren't we?

Yes.

Aren't we?

Yes.

You're not leaving now?

Where you going
to go anyway?

I don't know.

Look, there's a cab.
Why don't you come along?

I've just got to pop in
and talk to Ebba.

Yeh, alright.

You only have to
wink and

you'll have her eating
out of your hand.

I don't know
about that.

No, I mean it.
Especially with those

Chocolates for the
children and all that.

What are you doing here?

Can't I come in?

I'm busy!

Ebba!

Out! You'll frighten
the children!

What's going on?
What are you playing at?

Alright, outside!

I'll call the police!

What the hell are you
doing here! Out with you!

And take that with you!

Let's just head for a
dance hall and find ourselves

a couple of nice birds.

Here, you have this.

You want some?

How do you do.
Guðbjartur Hafsteinsson

from Hellissandur.

Guðbjartur Hafsteinsson from
Hellissandur.

And what's your
name then, beauty?

Leave it out for once.
Come on, this isn't our kind of place.

Might I offer the young
lady a drink?

Same again.

Hey, Búbbi.

My friend,
Guðbjartur Hafsteinsson

from Hellissandur.

Hi.

What can I get you?

A very large
Dubonnet.

Very large Dubonnet for
the lady-double

Genever and Sprite for me!

What's your name, beauty?

My friends call me Thura.

I'm Grímur Úlfsson, seaman.

I can't stand seamen.

Oh really?! Who's supposed to
bring in all the fish then?

Come on, leave it out.
I can't stand them either.

You can buy me another drink,
but please don't talk too much.

Well, fancy that.
My favourite album. Can I put it on?

"I can't do a
thing, won't

answer the door till
my baby comes back to me."

Till my baby comes
back to me.

Can't we get some
sleep in the

middle of the
night without having

to listen to a bunch
of drunkards!

Look who's talking
about drunkards!

Who puked up
all over the lobby!

Who have you got in there?

None of your business
who I've got in there.

Stupid prick!

Turn it down,will you!

You've tried often enough

yourself to barge your
way in here in the middle

of the night.
Stinking of shit!

I'm calling the police!

You do and I'll call
your wife!

Someone trying to
barge their way in?

Mind your own!

I'm not having two stupid
men taking over my flat.

You can get out too!

Now, there's no point
in getting excited.

Leave me alone!

I was only trying to get

some money that dropped
into the seat.

Get your hands off me!
Rude bastard!

You're all the bloody
same, you men!

Get the
hell out of here.

You make me sick,
all of you!

Do you hear!
Get the hell...

Good evening.
What's the problem here then?

Get these men out.
No one invited them here.

Look at you. You're pathetic!

Do I have to wait
until you start crying?

I've got plenty of time,
don't worry.

What the hell were you doing
there in that flat?

Making a bloody row?

That woman invited us.

Take this fat off outside!
Get him out of here.

What the hell is going on?
Are you going to keep us in here?

You can go.

Go?

Here, what the hell is this?

What did you drag
us in here for?

I mean, if you make

a big fuzz arresting someone in the
middle of the night,

the least you could do is find him
somewhere to stay!

What is this! We didn't do anything.

Aren't you coming? Quickly then.

You scared?

Me? No.

Maybe we should have tried to

get a job on one of
the coastguard boats?

On what?
-Coastguard.

I've tried that game.

I was on one of them once
for a couple of weeks.

We spent the whole
time scrubbing the officers

bog with a toothbrush.

It's like a fucking war here.

I think were going to have to
call in the Special Brigade.

What a mess!

What are you doing here?

I'm supposed to do
the cleaning.

Cleaning?

Turn that bloody
thing off!.

Well, excuse me!
I suppose I'm allowed to make coffee?

How many of them in there?

One, maybe two.
And then some woman.

Woman?

Yes, some woman went
in there just before.

The cleaning
lady probably.

Bloody idiots! You've made
a balls of this!

I think you'd better
leave, dear.

They've got soldiers
out there.

It's got completely
out of hand.

You don't say.

I'm serious.
Let's get out of here.

Grímur.

And now what? Say were
finished playing cops and robbers?

Grímur, let's go!

How can you be so stupid!

It's not dear old Mum
anymore.

If we go out there well
get shot down like

Butch Cassidy and the
Sundance Kid.

These men are obviously
highly dangerous.

We are going to have to
smoke them out.

Be prepared if they
come out armed.

Radio Reykjavík.
The time is 6:50.

Bishop Jón Ragnarsson with
the morning sermon.

"Each morning we
awaken with new hope.

Whatever yesterday
may have been like,

at night we have new
hopes for the future.

Each day we learn something,
and not only

of the struggle for
existence.

Many days give us
optimism and

a basis for new hope.

Many days give us pleasure
and things to look forward to,

and God wants us to believe
in the hope he gives us,

He does not want us to
lose sight of

Him and His
promise with which He

helps us along the
path of life.

Sometimes hope
is all we have,

small as it might be.

A hope based on faith in God
will never let us down, because

Jesus Christ promised
us salvation."

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