All language subtitles for Varasto.2.2018.720p.BluRay.x264-FiCO

Hi.

Planning to poison your old man?
I'm a widow.

1850 euros.
You're kidding?

That's what the machine says.

It's 18 euros and 50 cents.
Where'd they get this guy?

Who the hell are you,
chirping over there?

Kinosto presents

THE STORAGE 2

Directed by Taru Mäkelä

Screenplay by VeliPekka Hänninen

Producer Markku Tuurna
Exec. producers T. Mäkelä, j. Seppälä

We have it in Finnish, too.
Even the Somalis can read Finnish.

If anyone complains,
I'll lose my job, too.

You'd get as much on the dole.

Then off to the karaoke bar, right?
Why not?

You'd know people there.
Like your mom.

How can that girl keep texting
at school all the time?

OK. But don't tell the iron lady.

The glue's dried.
Your mom's...

Oh, that's a shame. Yes...

It is a bit dry. Masking tape
isn't supposed to stick too hard.

We'll get you a new roll.
I want compensation.

I've been here a hundred times.

What are you doing?
You're here early.

I haven't had time to go to the bank.
Will fifty do?

Give me a hundred. I'll pay it back.

What the hell are you doing?
I'll put it back.

You better fucking believe you will.
Why are you giving that girl money?

If you had drunks for parents,
don't take it out on Jessica.

Will I get these as compensation?
No.

Yes!

We're really sorry
for the inconvenience.

Asshole

I hope the tape sticks now.

A carton of Marlboro red, please.
Can I see some ID?

68 euros.

How do you feel you've fared
in customer service? Quite well.

Now that you've spent
two months on the job,

we've had six, seven...

21 complaints.

"Salesman told me to carry a heavy
can of paint myself to my car,

even though I'm pregnant."

She wasn't sick or anything.
I couldn't leave the register.

"Salesman told me to stick my
hammer where the sun don't shine."

He was hammering nails
into one of the shelves.

"...sharp end first."

This is so damn embarrassing.
Then put me back in the storage.

You know how
the business is at the moment.

If the current arrangement isn't
OK with you, then do the math.

I've always liked your humour.

But next time, you're fired. Got it?

Hey, where'd this come from?

It was 80.
A carton costs 68 euros.

12 euros for home delivery.

I'll deduct it from what you owe.
I'll give you 40.

I don't owe you shit.

I've signed off on
a lot of your absences.

Filthy bitch!
I'm paying for your cigs.

You smoke a third of them.
Anyway, where's that money from?

Rousku lent it to me.

The maintenance guy wanted to check
the toilet because it's clogged.

So... now... the washing
machine's working again.

Wasn't the toilet
supposed to be clogged? Yes...

But I fixed the washing machine, too.

You should've stayed there.
I've got to go. Salme is suspicious.

Go, go. See you tomorrow.

So, where were we?
Rousku lent it to you.

I've looked after you
all these years.

I think I've earned a few packs.
OK, fine, granny.

Where are you going?
To get drunk and be antisocial.

Remember to beat me up
when you come home.

That was great, wasn't it?
If you were trying to sing off key.

Piss off.

We've got a gig at the Kurkimäki
retirees' Christmas party.

Really? You sure it isn't the
Kurkimäki hardofhearing?

Where's Jessica?
I'm not bringing her to the pub!

You two should buy
her some new clothes.

They're really important for
a young girl entering adulthood.

You're so right.

Everybody ready for
this week's pub quiz?

Join our team.
Way above my education level.

If we win a trip to Estonia, you can
take Karita for a full treatment.

Stop it, Ritva. He's jailbait.

Shut up. He's my soninlaw.
He's a researcher.

Who was Voltaire?
One of those questions again.

Did he invent electricity?
Volts and all. Ene, do you know?

I don't know.
Fuck. It's the pain gel.

For fuck's sake. He was a French
Enlightenment philosopher.

This one was difficult. Any of the
tables have the right answer?

French entitlement philosopher.
Enlightenment!

That was the correct answer. You
have a chance for some extra points.

State one of
his wellknown aphorisms.

The clap.
An aphorism is a quote.

How the fuck is anyone supposed
to know his aphorisms?

"All the passions are extinguished
with old age; selflove never dies."

Correct!

Wow! How'd you get such
a smart man in your family?

Rousku studied social sciences
at university for three years.

Then he graduated
as a storage worker.

Jessica!

What's this?
An invoice.

A language course in Germany.
Two grand?

Rousku said I could go.
He hasn't said anything.

If your communication skills suck,
don't take it out on me.

OK. Well, he can pay for it then.
From his unemployment benefits.

What?
He got himself fired.

Why does it smell like piss in here?

And the winner, by a wide margin,
is Rousku's team.

Get your beer trolleys ready,
and off to Estonia you go!

Three cases of gin long drinks.
Three? OK.

A case of vodka for me.
And two Marlboros.

I'd like three cases of beer.
Go get them yourself.

Jessica!

I'd have bet your mom was here
if I hadn’t just seen her at the pub.

This is all we can afford
at the moment.

Pig's kidneys.

Piss filters!
We're in piss up to our neck!

You'll pay this, since you promised
without asking me.

Bitte schön .

Every idiot speaks English nowadays.
No need to fight.

I'm not going.

Jessica. I promised you could go,
so you should go.

You can go yourself since you
don't have to go to work any more.

Did you have to snitch to her?
Seriously, Antero.

You try to contemplate for your
unfinished studies. Contemplate?

Yes, sending her off
to a shitty country.

Would it hurt to actually know
that the word is 'compensate'?

It's good that you know all the
fancy words. You're doing so great.

1 can get another shh 'gob tomorrow.

But she doesn't have to spend
her whole life in the piss smell.

Jessica, I'm getting us some pizzas.

You graduated from high school
and studied some social sciences.

I was young and needed money.

We've had two people with an MBA
and a doctor of theology today.

Well, no point
in wasting our time then.

Hold on.
You've worked for Kataja.

If you can tell thinner from
turpentine, it'll go a long way here.

I'll do the others first.
We can sign the contract after that.

Next!

Good bye.

Krohn.

Sorry, sir, but we've got tapeworms
like you up every asshole.

Raninen, dammit! Every unemployed
storage worker seems to be here.

Shit, Rousku! Nice to see you!

Look how low we've sunk.
Check these people out.

They're all bloody hairdressers.
Never seen a hardware store.

A Nazi for a clerk. Imagine that.

Raninen.
Yes. Here.

I've got this here...
No need. You can get the hell out.

This is political discrimination!
I'll appeal for my human rights.

Please leave now
before I call security.

She's a real Eva Braun, that one!
Stop it.

Take your friend and get out.
We have no work for either of you.

He's not my friend.
Oh, nice one.

You said...
Did I? I can't remember.

For God's sake,
you can't treat people like this.

We're leaving before we get gassed.
By the überführer. Security!

Fuck! I'm not even pissing in this
place's direction. Crazy bitch!

Maybe our values
and this company's aren't aligned.

Values? These Nazis
are hiring foreigners...

...Who make our pizzas.
Jylhäkorpi has a lot of jobs.

We haven't sunk that low yet.

Where the hell are we? Is there no
way out of this concentration camp?

Heaven thundered,
and glass shattered.

This is a change for us.
Usually people break in, not out.

Serves them right
for building traps like that.

And they talk about free
movement of people and goods.

But the department store's
willing to settle the case.

For 1,200 euros.

Those glass doors are expensive.
Screw them.

I'll put it on the record.

You might get a fine and probation
for vandalism, though.

Not the greatest thing to have
when you're jobhunting.

Alright. Sign there.

Jylhäkorpi, where'd
you steal all those pipes from?

Don't yell things like that out loud.
Someone might take it seriously.

On your way to Sjöberg's porn store?
Yup.

The only place in town
with a peep show.

Porn. Reality TV. They're
today's opium for the masses.

Bring back
the good old Soviet Union.

Nothing but Russian cartoons on TV

and the Soviet digest on radio.

I'll have you know that Soviet
cartoons are the best in the world.

Tm busy. What do you want'?
A 'gob.

You've got some balls on you.
You cost me thousands in damage,

you steal stuff
and let your friend...

I told you this was a crap idea.
Comrades. Halt!

Are you members of a union?

Does AA count?
No.

Kadri.

Could you bring me the files
on upcoming orders?

To see if I can find
some work for these boys.

Sure.

She's Estonian?

Hiring lowcost labour?
And based on looks alone.

In Estonia, unlike Finland,

women know how to dress.

And undress. Former stripper?
Yeah.

She has a doctorate in economics.

There you go.
Allow me to introduce you.

Kadri, my wife.
Hi.

Rousku.
Howdy.

You rascals are in luck.

I've placed several bids,

and I'm in the habit of winning them.

Usually I don't hire you Finns.

You complain and drink. And then you
scurry away as soon as you get paid.

Sign there.

What kind of work is it?
Odd jobs.

It's all you know.
What's this "beauty salon"?

This company's registered in Estonia.

The hourly pay's
below minimum wage.

That's...

That's the net amount. Not gross.

So we're moonlighting?
Sensible tax planning.

Yeah, right. Let's go, Raninen.

We're not taking the job?
The fuck we are!

Right.

Raninen!
Yeah, yeah.

What's the holdup?
You won't get a better job.

It's hard times.
I forgot my phone.

Raninen doesn't seem to realise he
was fired because of your stealing.

It's none of your business.
just in case

you felt like tipping anyone off.
Like the taxman.

I'm not interested in your dealings.

Alrighty then.

Got a cigarette?
You don't smoke.

I just started. Don't feel like going
home with nothing but bad news.

Give them good news.
Like what?

We'll start our own business.
Yeah, right.

A renovation outfit
like Jylhäkorpi's.

A van and some supplies.
He's got a fuckload of work.

It doesn't mean we will.
Yes it does.

We'll steal his clients.
How will we know his clients?

With this.
Make Finland Great Again.

Raninen. You bloody thief.

So small...

He's got jobs worth three million.
And once they're done?

Bankruptcy.
Forget it then.

For morons like you
to make a profit,

the goods have to be free.
Kataja's stores

write off
loads of damaged inventory.

They don't return them to the
factory. They send them to the dump.

So we start combing through dumps?
Honey.

I can tell Kataja
I found a cheaper disposal service.

We can't accept jobs based
on what's written off.

I can create damaged goods
on the computer.

Oh, my goddaughter.
How are things?

Totally fucked.
I wish I were fucked.

You were in the middle
of something?

Dinosaurs.
Yeah, they're big.

Are we really doing this?
If we steal, let's steal big.

Jylhäkorpi said that children
are a good reason to steal.

Damn it!

Fuck. I lost a fingernail.

Put your headphones on
or turn it down!

I'd love it if the managing
director would screw me.

Kataja? Can you please keep
your fantasies to yourself?

You can moan as much as you like.

Jessica, you've written down
as your dream jobs

culture studies professor,
genetics researcher and writer.

You know that this
is a serious survey, right?

Your parents are...

...in the construction business.

What I meant to say
is that all professions are valuable.

You shouldn't aim too high so
you won't be disappointed too badly.

OK. I'll become a nurse then.

Or maybe I'll become a school
counselor. Does it pay well?

Not everyone makes it
into those jobs, either.

You have quite a lot of absences.

I also have quite a lot
of excellent grades.

I'll talk about it with your mom and
dad at the parentsteachers evening.

Don't forget to give them this.

I hereby pronounce the company's
first meeting opened.

I had an agenda here somewhere...

Did I leave it in the toilet?

Oh, you've got it. Good.

Alright. "Election of the managing
director and chairman of the board."

I nominate Rousku
as managing director.

I second that.
Seconded and elected.

How's that been decided?
Here and now.

We're not voting on it?
There weren't any other candidates.

I'm not fucking doing this.
Your family's walking all over me.

It's like freakin' Game of Thrones.
You'll become chairman.

I don't want to sit on any chairs.

But the chairman of the board
is like the director's boss.

Really?
Well, sort of.

You'll do as I say then.

Stop it. We still have
to found the company.

Next item.
An accountant. I nominate myself.

Seconded!
Seconded and elected.

Wait a minute.

You? I'm the only one here
with a business background.

Casimir Ehrnrooth showed me the
ins and outs of the business world.

I'm sure there were lots of them.

Go fuck yourself, Antero.

I offered out of the kindness
of my heart. Casimir Ehrnrooth...

Easy for her to pick a dead person.
Did you have to upset her?

She's got no business background.
You said she was a prostitute.

That requires business knowhow.

For your information, a blow job
doesn't refer to glassmaking.

You know the joke about
the exam for East European hookers?

You obviously have no idea
what an accountant charges.

Besides, mom can
remortgage her flat for 20 grand.

She'd give it to us as collateral.
Collateral for what?

We need a loan for startup capital
and buying the van and what not.

I think you owe her
an apology, Antero.

But no, because
he's such a knowitall.

I want a drink.

Stop at the bar
and bring me one, too.

Haven't you heard the East
European prostitute joke, Karita?

Fucking stop going on about
East European prosti... types.

Why?
They drive down prices.

Good one.

Hit me one more time,
and I'll kill you...

I'll hit you...

Hit you with something

You beat me up with...

Stop it, dammit. The neighbours
will think it's for real.

Watch out for these nails.

Hit me one more time,
And I'll kill you...

Now shut the fuck up,
or I'll really kill you.

You hear that?
My husband's really going to kill me.

Hey, neighbours!
Didn't I sing really well?

Yeah, really well. just like
your mom. This was your night.

Isn't Jessica home?
She's sleeping.

Jessica.

Now it's started.

Soon the cops will ring us
to come pick her up.

Maybe she didn't get all your genes.
Hey, it's...

It's totally "up yours"
how you want to see it. Chief.

Somehow I just want
to get the fuck out of here.

That's a good goal.
You know what I realised today?

I'm stuck here.
I'll get the money for the course.

We started a company.
It's not about the course.

I was just born in the wrong place.

People over there are lazing
on their fartsmelling Ikea sofas,

dreaming of winning the lottery.

In the morning, they go to the
welfare office, then to the pub.

That shitass
school counselor was right.

Secondary school and nursing
is all I can hope for.

That counselor hack
wouldn't recognise talent

even if she sat on it.

With her fatasapig's ass.
She does have a really big ass.

Let's go home.

Do you know anything
about running a company?

What if we end up in deeper shit?
Don't lecture your father.

This was a clear breach of contract.
The deal wasn't closed.

You'll hear from me!
I'm sure we will.

You have to peel off
the old wax completely.

Then apply the new wax
immediately. People here are strict.

Will he be pounding
that piano the whole time? Yes.

He's a retired composer and academic.

Preparing his final piece for Music
Hall. It's going to be "the" event.

Raninen, have we got
our earmuffs with us? No.

Now these frescoes...

They've been recently restored
by the Board of Antiquities.

You can't splash anything on them.

What if I get turned on
and there's a sprinkle?

Well, you'll have to answer to
the Board of Antiquities for it.

"Spread the wax strip evenly,

making sure to apply
it to all corners."

Fuck, this is a guide for idiots.

Now be careful. Seriously.

You bet.

Fuck me!

Imagine having to listen to a concert
like that at the Music Hall.

These fumes will knock you out.
Yeah.

"Use a heavyduty respirator mask"

designed for inorganic vapours."

Have we got one?
Shit. I forgot to steal some.

Assigned protection factor: 10.

I've got some Nivea.

Coming up next, we have some
manly bellowing in C major.

Zdravstvuite...

OK, let the stuff soak for a couple
of hours. We can go to the next site.

I'm totally off my tits.
My God, that stuff! We did well.

Didn't spill any.

Should we have put up a warning
about the slippery staircase?

Anyone can see it is.

Can you drive?

Do you know how to tile?
We'll learn by doing.

And Googling it.

Can you write off some
parquet next week?

Tricky. Their quality's
quite consistent.

We're running out of jobs
stolen from Jylhäkorpi.

There was a shitload.
But not realistic ones.

We can't do
earthworks or concrete casting jobs.

Then we need a mole
in Jylhäkorpi's office.

I don't intend to go to jail.
Find someone else.

The social security office
is paying half your salary.

So you could start right away?

Yeah.

But...

Is it OK for me
to go to music therapy at three?

I'm at an intensive stage
at the moment.

Every day at three o'clock?
Yeah.

I'd actually
have to leave after two

because of the commute.

So you'd be working
from eight to two?

Yeah. Or I'd prefer from nine.

Mornings are a bit tough for me.

I get all these memories in therapy

and my dreams are so wild
I'm a bit spaced out in the morning.

Right.

Well... I have to go and negotiate

the return of unnecessary goods.

Answer the phone here. Tell them
I'll be back in a couple of hours.

And tidy up the office
while you're at it.

Oh, you showed up!

We said one o'clock.
It's five past.

Our humble apologies.

The child of a colleague was run over
by a car, hence a slight delay.

Please do not bring your personal
issues to the work site.

Fifth floor.

There are tiling instructions
on Builder.com.

We could just put
the new tiles over the old ones.

We'd have to build new structures.

Good thing she's a woman who
knows even less about tiling than us.

Let it rip.

What in the name of God
are you doing?

We're not tiling over the old ones.

These are Villeroy & Boch tiles.
I have a buyer for them.

You can't remove them whole.
Yes you can.

Ma'am, we're professionals.

Before you dig yourself in any
deeper... I'm an interior architect.

I've drawn these plans myself.

I'm sure she's got a Master's too.

What the hell?

My condolences. Thank you. Bye.
Thank you.

Is now a good time to continue
waxing if someone's passed away?

Have a look inside.
Draw your own conclusions.

Are we getting paid for that job?

Isn't that Kataja's
lazyasatoad subsidised worker?

Shut up.

Parentsteachers evening
6.00 p.m.

Hi! We would appreciate it if you
could attend. Jessica's teacher.

Can we invoice
the staircase waxing job?

We have to finish
a couple of things first.

What things?
We need to give it another polish.

Let the wax absorb for a few days.

In a stone staircase?
Let us professionals worry about it.

What's your professional
opinion on this email?

It's from a lawyer
who lives in that building.

"The housing association
presents the following claims:

for cleaning and restoration work
and breach of contract,

financial compensation
of 10,000 euros."

"We are also informing you
that the family of the deceased

will ask for a police investigation
and file a separate claim."

They can claim all they want!

That fucking piano tinkler
spilled the can!

Is this America? Does every package
have to have the warning:

Please avoid sticking
this product up your ass!

What is it?

Is the parentsteachers thing today?
Not to my knowledge.

Jessica!

Jessica!

Jessica!
What now?

Is the parentsteachers
evening today?

I don't have schoolage children,
so I don't know.

Did they give you an invite for us?
Oh, that. I forgot.

But I don't think there's
anything important.

We have to go, Antero.

Whatever.

A parentsteachers evening is
for people whose talentless kids

are talentless flunkies
who sell drugs and drink booze.

You have a romanticised
image of your daughter.

I'd know
if she did anything like that.

You'd take her side
even if she robbed a bank.

She "forgot" to give us
the invite on purpose. Why?

They better have a good reason
for interrupting a nice evening.

We skipped all
the class fundraising events,

so I would drop the cocky attitude.

In closing, I'd like to a say
a few words about my Petja.

He's really sensitive

and distressed by the fact that there
isn't a focused atmosphere in class.

When I was in school,
I couldn't imagine

disobeying my teacher.

Let's keep the subject on
the class trip and the fundraising.

Great. I fully agree. I start work
at eight in the morning,

so I hope we're done by then.

I would like to introduce you
to our new school counselor.

Anneli Laatu.
Hi.

I'm Anneli Laatu.
We heard it.

Should we give Little Rousku
some detention

for disrupting class?

I will be in charge
of student welfare services.

My leading idea is that collaboration
between the home and the school

is crucial for providing
a disruptionfree classroom.

That's why it's important
that we really commit

to what we agree on here,
like fundraising events.

Time flies. How about we divide the
shifts for running the lobby cafe?

It's brought in a nice amount of cash
from the adult education students.

I propose that Jessica's parents
take the next three shifts.

Good idea. You were busy
elsewhere last semester.

Would this be OK with you?
Sure.

But can I just ask one thing?
Yes.

Could Petja's parents...
or did your husband leave you?

I mean, could Petja's mom make sure

her little darling
stops sending photos of his penis

to our Jessica at night?

That's outrageous.

It's not nice for
a teenage girl to be asked

whether she likes to suck
"lollipops".

We can take care of the cafe.
Right, Antero?

Hey, wait.

We went a bit too far. Sorry.
Nothing against you.

Jessica likes you.

Is it true?
The photos and the messages?

The little twerp sent a few texts...

They weren't even his own balls.
Probably taken from a porn site.

Quite a set for someone his age.

Could these disturbing texts

be the reason for Jessica's absences?

You are aware of them, right?
You signed off on them in our system.

Yeah. Of course we are.
We signed, yes.

Our school counselor is worried
and wants to arrange a meeting.

When you looked at me,
I forgot everything.

When you looked at me,
all I wanted was to be yours.

When you looked at me,
I burned with fire in your arms.

I fell in love with you
when you looked at me.

For a moment...

Dear audience, we'll hear the rest of
"When You Looked at My Balls" later.

You left the girl in my care,
so you can only blame yourselves.

You're ruining
her education and future.

Since when have you been
interested in the future?

You only care about yourself,
thinking you're better than the rest.

It's pretty easy to think that.
Listen, boy.

Jessica's a good girl.

She took my dog out to pee.
She cleaned my flat

in return for my son fixing her bike.

What bike?
You didn't know it was broken?

She's a good girl.

My daughter's life is none of your
business. I don't even know you.

People here know more about what
your daughter's doing than you.

This seems to be where all
the Masters of Education convene.

I know, but it's OK.
I just found out last year

Karita was in the pudding club
in high school.

Yeah, her cooking skills could
definitely use some brushing up.

She got pregnant, you jerk.

What happened then?
She had an abortion, luckily.

Imagine me becoming a grandma at 35.

Jessica's different from Karita.

I'm just gently trying to tell you

that parents never know
what their children are up to.

You can't decide her future, even if
it's important for you to show

you've got better genes than us.
So deal with it.

But I have a say in one thing:

don't ever sign for
my daughter's absences.

What are you skulking here for? The
men's room is free. Go bang in there.

Come on, Jessica.

What is it?
Baked macaroni and pork.

It's still good.
The expiry date's today.

I'm a vegetarian.
A what?

Since when? Since now. Do you know
the conditions in which pigs live?

And how they're treated
when they're slaughtered?

Eat some salad then.
You'll get some vitamins.

How are school meals nowadays?
Shit. People buy pizza and fries.

How do you know?
I know, obviously.

Really? I was under the impression
you hardly go there.

Suit yourself.
Stop it.

You stop it. You're blowing off
school, your grandma vouches for you.

What are you bribing her with?
I've been to school, honest.

A lie has no legs.

School sucks,

but without it you'll end up working
in a hardware store, like your mom.

Fuck off, what about you?
I run a business.

You're no longer going to your
grandma's. I'll sign your absences.

Curfew is now at nine o'clock.
You're a fucking jerk!

Damn it!

You've found
the disciplinarian in you.

Rousku.

Karita!

What company
is this R&R Productions?

It's a new company
that became our customer recently.

Have we given them credit?

We've invoiced some small things.
Right.

Did you check their credit score?
Of course.

It's fine.
That's good.

There are all kinds of
swindlers and conmen out there.

You're right. It's a real shame.

How in the hell did we just
lose another three contracts?

Maybe our offer was too heigh.
No, it wasn't too "heigh".

I know precisely what
our competitors are bidding. How?

Don't you worry your head with that.

That new guy is quite strange.
How come?

He hasn't complained about his pay.
Nobody else is complaining either.

They're Estonian.

What if he's getting
paid by someone else?

This is a horror show.
Luckily that whore is abroad.

Lunch break.
Shall we go to Weeruska?

We'll lose too much time.
And money.

These will go bad in no time.
It's better if we eat them.

Jylhäkorpi knows.
How come?

He gave me some strange looks.
Hi.

So did his wife.

Obviously, with you
sneaking around like Stig Bergling.

Who's he?

He's the goalie who
got busted for ephedrine.

That was Stig Wetzell.

OK, let's take it easy. We don't need
any more work for a while.

He'll stop watching you
when he finds nothing.

Well, what do you think?

Yeah. I know a guy.

He's Estonian. A tiler.

This is a huge site.
Plumbing renovation.

Can we do that?
It's part of our core competence.

Hi, I'm Uutela.
Hello.

You're Bblock guys?
I'm happy with the Ahole.

I'm happy with either.

You got security passes?
What?

You need them in case
the tax auditor drops by.

Raivo Kaas and Arvo Öhty.

Use these until you get real ones.

"First place the hemp sealant
into the twin pipe nipple."

Did you put the seal on? Place it at
the end of the valve and tighten it.

That's what it says.
There. This should hold.

Shouldn't we head home?
Everyone else is gone.

Better that way.
We can practice by ourselves.

We won't know whether it holds water
before we connect it to the mains.

What if it leaks?

It'll look like
the Fontana di Trevi. The what?

The fountain in Rome where
Anita Ekberg messed around.

Who?

Was she Swedish?
Yes.

Was it somehow different?
What?

You know... I mean, I can't say.
I've never screwed a foreigner.

Is she in any way related
to the Ekberg Café in Tampere?

If it gets smutty,
use more putty. Right?

Do you consider this good?

Well, a couple of blemishes here
and there, but otherwise it's OK.

This is no joke. We have
to take it down and redo it.

But the owner's
coming back in three days.

If you're in a rush,
it'll cost you more.

How much? I mean...

Taxfree. Poor chaps. The euros
will go through the taxman,

or I'll go giggling that way.

Where the hell have you been?

The test rinse is about to start.
Chop chop!

Now it's connected to the mains.

Well...

It seems to be holding up well.

Alright, the water's
flowing in the pipes.

We're turning up the pressure.
Got 'n.

Was it the Fontana di Trevi?

Now we're up to 1,000 kilopascals.
One more minute.

Do you see any leaks?

Do you see any leaks?

Everything's fine here. Roger.

I can't believe it.
It's a miracle.

The master said there's always work
available for guys like us. Goddamn!

Raninen and I connected the pipes
and there wasn't a single drop.

You know how you
connect water pipes?

Start brushing up on your German.
We've got the money for your course.

Can I sleep over at Ritva's?
What did we agree about that?

Your grandma's a really shit
example for you.

Can I go to my own doghouse then,
mein Fiührer?

Nothing's good enough for her.
Were you denied a language course?

This has nothing to do with me.
Your Germanness is surprising.

You're setting your own rules
about who she can see and when.

Your mom's a raging alcoholic.

You haven't turned down her help.

She wants receipts.
What receipts?

Well...

Are they eating them?

Here's her text.

"Tell that prick to send me his
company's receipts if he wants to..."

Fucking disgusting.
It looks like a rock.

Give it here.

"...if he wants his tax reports
to be on time. Today."

Fuck".
Look!

Go screw yourselves!
Isn't my own work enough?

I have to work extra
to support bureaucrats.

Honey, careful. Now I lost a...
Rousku, seriously.

Do you have to smoke inside?

This one won't do.
Definitely not.

Booze... Straight to the bin.

Look. Sweets, sweets, sweets.
Grown men sucking on lollipops.

Is this going to fly?
No.

Look at this one. It says 'sex'.
A sex store maybe?

Bin it.
A lottery ticket. No way.

You've assembled a whole crew.
Old chief!

What are you doing here?
I've been singing.

In my retirement days.
I'm a tenor, you see.

Bring the stuff on time next time.
Sorry, it's been quite hectic.

I appreciate you handling this.
Business has made you a slimeball.

No need to pretend.

Fine with me.

Next up are our two lovebirds
Seppo and Ritva,

singing "Sometimes When We Touch".

Take the mike, OK?
Sure.

You ask me if I love you,

and I choke on my reply.

I'd rather hurt you honestly

than mislead you with a lie...

I don't really give a damn if you're
howling ballads here with my old man.

But can you please stop
giving him Viagra.

He's got a weak heart. His grandkids
mustn't lose their granddad, okay?

Thanks! Continue.

Salme! Don't leave me.

I have to be perfectly honest.
I would have never guessed it.

I was quite worried about
what was waiting for me.

But this is exquisite. Thank you.
We've done this before.

Do you have your invoice?
I'll pay it immediately.

This is what we agreed.
I was suspicious about your price.

It's way below the standard rate.
Will you make any profit?

Is it alright if I pay
you a thousand extra?

Yeah... Can I also recommend
you to my colleagues?

Now we're talking. We'll have more
bathroom jobs than we can handle.

Except the Estonian guy did this one.

We'll ask him again and take our cut.

You haven't complained about

our government's Trumpian
economic policy for a while, honey.

What's up, colleagues?
Come stealing for a change?

I think I'm late.

I sometimes feel sorry for Kataja.

Driving that expensive Porsche,
when he's got a leak in his store.

How can I help you?

Let's cut the bullshit.
I know what you're doing.

And that friend of yours.

Industrial espionage. Price dumping.

You're going to be in trouble.
I'm sure you'll sue us.

The court would love to review
your business activities.

Exactly. With your background,
I wouldn't be running to the police.

I'm not going to the cops.
All I need to do is tell Kataja.

Unless you fall in line

and give me
the contracts you've signed.

We didn't steal them all from you.

In this case,
I'm not going to nitpick.

Let's consider it compensation.

Do we have a deal?

What if we don't?
Then you're screwed.

Karita will be fired.
And she'll have a criminal record.

And I'll go to the tax authority.

Here I would urge you to remember
your good friend Comrade Raninen.

What about me?

You fucking pig!
Yes.

What if we try to get our own jobs?
We can pay for the materials.

We've got no chance
of competing against others.

The law and taxes

make crime the only work that pays.

And now, dear friends,
it's time for our pub quiz.

The main prize is you guessed it
a cruise to Tallinn in Estonia.

Back in business.
Six orders. And this is just one pub.

Even we wouldn't stoop that low.

No! Seriously?

You. On the floor. Now.

Me?
Come, boy.

Dear passengers,
we will soon arrive in Helsinki.

Our taxfree shops
will close in five minutes.

Thanks.
Thank you.

If you ever come
to Tallinn again, call me.

Liina...

This is for your personal use?
Yes. Been drinking a lot lately.

Same here. These will see us
through another week.

Your explanation's not acceptable.
You have to have some kind of party.

A big birthday or a wedding.

Well, Rousku's about to get married.
You are getting married, right?

Yes, with my livein partner.
We've just decided to tie the knot.

I'm the best man.

That settles it then.

I wish you a pleasant journey
and good luck.

Thank you.
Thank you.

We could have a baptism, too.

Let's get out fast.

Send us the marriage certificate
to get your receipt.

Within a month. Otherwise you'll pay
the alcohol import duty.

Fuck.

Congratulations.
Thanks.

I'll gift you a juice maker.
Fuck you.

Vergi Vodka. "Always on course."

Oh, spin her, make her fly,
that flaxenhaired girl

from whose eyes sparks
so elvishly fly.

Nowhere in the world can you find a
hayfield like the ones of Saaremaa...

Did you get it?
Yes. We got the booze.

Raninen almost got laid, too.
No way. Tell me.

Some whore was
just messing with him.

And I guess we need to get married.
Are you proposing?

No, but the customs guy did.

He said we need to send a marriage
certificate or we'll pay a big fine.

Are we having a church wedding?
Absolutely not. A civil one.

Won't do.

You've been wanting to get married.
It's a church wedding or nothing.

Damn blackmailer.
Damn thief.

Thank you.

That's your cut.

We can't put this
on the company's account.

We have to think
of a place to hide it.

And what do we say
to customs next time?

You can't have
a wedding every week. Or a birthday.

A birthday's only once a year.

One, two...

Is anyone celebrating
a big birthday anytime soon?

My uncle will
be turning 90 on Tuesday.

Your uncle's in for
an invigorating birthday surprise.

Truly, Jesus is the Lord.

If I could just repay my debts.

These nice lads take you to Tallinn.
Is Martta there?

Martta's dead.
Good.

Does he even know his age?

What if customs asks?
He's living in the '70s.

Is there a law against
the demented getting wasted?

If I could just repay my debts.
Truly, Jesus is the Lord.

Yeah. Scoot over a bit.

Oh fucking hell!

My trousers are wet. Shit!

He's wet himself. Put a piece
of cardboard under your ass.

My ass is already wet. From someone
else's piss. Stop screaming.

You'll scare him.
He doesn't understand anything.

He can read your mental state. Never
mind, it could happen to anyone.

Look at Raninen.
He's wet himself, too.

I need new trousers.
And he needs a dry diaper.

Where can we get one?
I'll call Liina.

This is no time to go whoring.
Hi.

You really know how
to impress women.

You think?

Just take a dump in your denims,
and she's yours forever.

Come up with a better idea then.
Calm down.

You can always say: "Yes, I've wet
myself, but it's not my piss."

We seem to have had
a little accident here. Honeybunny.

Here you go.
Thank you.

Come back soon. I'll have
the diapers ready! As soon as I can!

What the hell?
She's quite cute, isn't she?

Next time, she might
play with the baton.

There won't be a next time.
Of course there will.

This isn't the time
to start dating a cop.

You're messing with our business.
What if I do?

Then you're no longer my partner.

More booze than at the Wedding
at Cana. Is it for your own use?

Granddad's got
a birthday coming up.

90 years. Well, congratulations.

His hearing's weak.
Congratulations!

If I could just repay my debts.

Truly, Jesus is the Lord.
Amen.

Did you have a nice trip, Ernesti?

He peed himself once, but we
changed his diapers and all was well.

Great. You don't often
meet such caring people.

We have to do our share.
We'll all be old some day.

Totally. I wish more people
would recognise that.

We thought maybe we could take one
senior citizen to Tallinn every week.

Really?

You're real angels.
Well...

We could take people with
a big birthday coming up.

What a sweet idea,
don't you think, Ernesti?

If I could just repay my debts.

Vodka.
Right.

Next.
Careful with this.

Next. You OK with that?
Your friends will help.

6,300 euros.
Expenses, including travel: 1,200.

This is way more profitable
than renovating.

And no taxes. I wonder if Jessica
wants to go on that course.

Hi, I'm Tomi. I heard
you guys are doing business.

Don't believe everything you hear.
No need to worry. I'm not a cop.

I'm arranging a big party
at my workplace,

but alcohol prices in Finland, man...

What do you need?
I've got a list.

This is a whole vanload.
Yeah.

We're a legitimate business.
That's fine.

Can you do Thursday
at the Koirasaari docks? Sure.

What if he's a cop?

He's not.

How do you know?
He said so.

It's already really late.
Is he showing up?

The sirens will go off any minute.

What's up with the creeping act?
I left the car a bit further away.

Bring it over.
We're not carrying it all.

Unload the stuff here. It's fine.

You don't want us
to see your licence plates?

Another vodka.
That's fifteen.

It's only eleven at the store.
Go buy it there then.

Have you got any breezers?
Alcopops? Unfortunately, no.

You're selling old people's booze.
I'm looking after your health.

The sugary stuff
will ruin your teeth.

Who's next?
You got some weed or ecstasy?

Don't you know they're illegal?

I'll take three vodkas.
You're not emptying the store.

Exactly. No more
than two per customer.

I've paid for your language course.

Can we make up now?
Whatever.

Maybe we could all travel there?

Karita and I could use a getaway.
Honeymoon in Germany.

Every woman's dream.

It's the school.

Karita.

OK.

Yes.

We'll be there tomorrow.

Your daughter will be taken into
custody if a team of professionals

decides that home isn't the
ideal environment for her growth.

If there's alcohol abuse,
violence, criminal activity...

What the hell are you saying?
Jessica.

Since you sold alcohol
near the school,

you have to tell us
where you got it from. I found it.

Found it? Where?
Our building's basement.

How did you just
happen to find it there?

There's this weirdo in our building
who leaves stuff lying around.

Shouldn't you return it to him?

He's a smalltime crook.
I'm sure he didn't get it honestly.

This will all be investigated
at the hearing.

Let's just hope we don't have
to start the custody process.

Can I stay here?

Why?
Don't want to live with bootleggers.

You're one yourself.

I sold a few bottles.
You were still dealing.

You deal cigarettes to me.
F off...

You can tell your parents to F off,
but not me.

If you stay, you'll have
to clean and run errands.

God doesn't feed the lazy.
Look at you.

Smoking your pension.

At my age, it doesn't make
a fucking difference what I do.

But you're young,
and I'm not going to stand by

while you flush your life
down the toilet.

I forced Jessica to sell booze.

What are talking about?
She stole it.

No, the thing is that I forced her.

If she's expelled
from secondary school

her next address is a community
home and hell, forever.

Is this the lie
we're going to tell the school?

I'll take the blame
and she won't be expelled.

Think it through. This gives them
a reason to take her into custody.

It's still better. Maybe actually
better than living with bootleggers.

Bootlegger. I work, after all.

Oh my God... It's so adorable.
Would it make my ass look too big?

Then I'll move out.
That's fine too.

You're always walking away
at the first sign of trouble.

Goddammit!
What?

The tax authority
wants some clarifications.

Are you crying?

Jessica, remember to be quiet and
don't contradict anything I say.

What are you on about?
He's been watching "Law & Order".

Listen! The principal's going to be
there to decide if she's expelled.

So believe me for once!

Shut up!

Or you'll see
all kinds of domestic violence.

Lose the cigarette.

The meeting room was booked,
but I hope this will do.

My gosh, is this a wolverine?

It is.
It's a pine marten.

Are we supposed to name
all the animals, or what?

The principal's a bit late.
But we can certainly start.

I've briefed the principal,
so he's aware of Jessica's case.

You probably briefed him
to expel Jessica.

I think you did.

Can we all calm down? The case
is difficult enough as it is.

We would like a strong contribution

from our social services reps.

Selling alcohol on school premises
is a serious offence. Sorry.

It's great you've started. I'm busy

so let's get this cleared up quickly.
This case is quite clearcut.

The principal is so right.

You see, I briefed him
a bit before this meeting.

And we came to the conclusion

that this was a plot
by two lying students. Yes.

New information has come to light,
which changes things.

Apparently the whistleblower
was the same person

who sent penis photos to Jessica.
Yes, that's right.

Therefore there's no further need
to discuss expulsion from school

or the need for her
to be taken into custody.

Absolutely true. No need at all.

Please tell me where this information
is from. I've spoken to the students.

Isn't this a case

of the school counselor
hearing only the bullies' side?

Yes. This is clearly the case here.

Did you drag us here
for this petty matter?

We have real problems to solve.

Like we said, the school counselor
deserves to be fired for this.

I think I mentioned
a serious warning.

Didn't I?
Alright, so be it.

How did you arrange that?
Did you let him screw you in the ass?

You would have, too.
Yuck! You're disgusting.

Where are you going?
You're coming home, aren't you?

Bootlegging, tax evasion, blackmail.
What next?

What a wonderful home.
You can do it even without our help.

I'll get my stuff
from grandma's. But...

I want to eat spring rolls today.
Homemade.

We've received a request
for investigating R&R Productions.

Jylhäkorpi, right?
I can't reveal that.

Can you say if it wasn't him?

I've looked into this case.

There are
very strange circumstances here.

Our accountant is an old hag,
she messes everything up.

Yeah, she's completely...
We fired her.

Jylhäkorpi's a crook. He's getting
back at us for taking his gigs.

What gigs?
What's strange about all this

is that the company doesn't exist.
What?

It's not in the tax register, the
corporate register, or any register.

From a tax point of view,
this company doesn't exist,

so the complaint is unfounded.

What gigs were you talking about?
Nothing.

No, we just planned... we had
no intention of stealing gigs.

Gigs? We meant giggles.
Giggles and laughs.

We went to an Estonian circus.

Hi.

The company's not even registered.

I didn't send the paperwork

because you didn't invest
the startup capital.

So the company never existed?
Exactly.

What good would it have been?
Things turned out fine anyway.

For once I agree. Get some
champagne. We're celebrating.

Not having a company or a job?
Things could be worse.

Look. Liina sent me a photo.

It's for the police department's
Miss Wet Tshirt calendar.

Show me. She's ugly.

She's pregnant?
Yeah.

Sixth month. I'm going to be a dad.
You met two months ago.

So what?

Congrats to the new dad.
Do you want a cigar?

Sure. He'll be a boy
if he takes after his dad.

I don't care if it's a boy or a girl,
as long as he's not gay.

Congratulations.
Rousku slept his way to high society.

Don't throw your bouquet at me.

For morons like you to
make a profit... Stop it!

If it gets smutty,
use more putty. Right?

Sorry. Continue.

Sorry, Taru.

The atmosphere here is so light,
it's almost blinding.

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