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Tough hit by Hestenes! He went straight for Kilanger!
That's a dirty foul! He's still down!
Varg's players are furious!
They're surrounding Hestenes!
Hestenes is down! What happened there?
What's up with Halsen... he gets thrown out!
Ref! Ref! - Calm down, Otto!
Didn't you see what happened?!
Don't look! Breathe! Calm down and breathe!
To the lockers!
Everyone to the lockers!
I'm gonna lift your leg now, ok?
Now we'll stretch it a bit.
Breathe deeply.
We'll give you more painkillers if it's the case.
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What were you trying to do?! I saw everything!
Hestenes should be thrown out!
You better calm down and have your players and fans do the same!
I'll handle it. - This is completely insane!
It's your responsibility.... - It's the ref's responsibility! Hestenes did it all!
The decision has been made. She's upset 'cause she ran out of changes...
You were never in control! - You're lucky we haven't scored yet.
Mons got his leg broken! How can it not be a red card!
What now?
People think the game will be suspended. - It should be!
This is totally the ref's fault. - Fuck!
Why did you make all the changes? - To gain initiative!
If we get to extra-time they'll be exhausted. The already ran enough...
I didn't think I'd end up with 9 players! Hestenes should be expelled!
We can still make it. They have done nothing so far!
I better go calm the players. _ What if we don't start back?
We'll play the remaining 20 minutes later. - Is that a good thing?
If they are so exhausted, aren't we better finish the game some other day?
Yes, they'll be much rested. - It's our responsibility to control them!
What if we can't control them? - We get a fine.
How much? - 100,000 possibly.
What are you thinking?
If we finish the game some other day, our players will be in much better shape.
And your suggestion is...? - We don't keep them calm.
Are you out of your mind? - It's the Cup final, Espen.
It's completely out of the question!
I'll talk to Gunnar. You calm them down.
This is bullshit! - Otto, will you calm down?!
You saw exactly what happened! He broke Mons' leg on purpose!
I'm gonna rip off his cock and shove it down his throat!
Any news? - Mons is going to the hospital, he'll be operated.
This is so unfair!
We're going back out. Kidane, you stay in.
How's Mons? Who was with him in the ambulance?
I don't know. - I think he was alone.
He went by himself?! - The video is already out.
I don't wanna see that!
You already know what happened! Fuck that!
Maybe he went for the ball. - Play it again!
He wasn't even close!
Otto, we gotta talk strategy! - I got a red card, remember?
Otto, calm down! - I'm gonna kill him!
Don't go out there!
Michael, come here.
What is it? - We're not stopping them.
Hey! Otto!
Go tell the refs.
It was a shitty game but now we got an advantage.
We have a 2-men advantage. All we have to do is run and score...
You did it on purpose! What's wrong with you?!
Fucking hypocrites, Michael broke my ankle last year!
That was a clean tackle, you went for his leg!
Violence on your own turf? - It's not out fault!
They jumped the fence first! - It's not about who was first!
We should just sit there and watch while they attack out players?
I gotta go in there, can't you just... - Alright, I'll talk to them.
Thanks. - Any news from the hospital?
No, not yet.
Guys! Are you leaving me alone in the hospital?
Someone to keep me company?
What a bunch. You send me up to...
Hello?
Guys?
Eddie! What are you doing?!
The balls must be ready. - Why the hell are you inflating plastic balls?
Balls must be ready. - Will you turn that thing off?!
Where are they? - Who?
The guys, my football team!
They're down there. - What you mean "down there"?
Down there. - There's nothing down there!
Yes, yes, yes!
Down here.
They're down here eating ice-cream. You want an ice-cream?
I want an ice-cream. - Then get down here.
I want someone with me. - Get down there, I'll take care of it.
Eddie, you're crushing me!
Hi. Need some help? - Yes.
Eddie, it hurts!
At the count of 4. One, two, three, four...
What happened? - You passed out when we straightened your leg.
I'm checking your blood pressure.
How did the game end? - 10-0 for Varg.
Just kidding. I don't know. - Don't joke about that.
No, sorry.
It doesn't hurt. - 'Cause you're on painkillers.
It was just dangling... - Yes, most likely.
It was.
What's your name?
What's your name?
Mons. - Hi, Mons. I'm Isak.
Where's everybody?
Why is no one here?
All Varg's players out of here! - Otto! Hey!
Eivind!
Don't do this! Don't waste your energy on Ola, he's a bloody idiot!
I just wanted...
Fuck! - I know, Otto...
Shit!
I know, ok?
Hey... this doesn't look very well, does it?
I spent the past year trying to convince them I hate Varg.
Damn Ålesund. - Yes, damn Ålesund.
Your boss is coming.
We shouldn't have started this mess.
You're right. Go tell the refs we cannot control them.
Everything's under control here. - No, it's not.
Otto, let's go.
What are they doing? - She wants trouble.
She wants the game suspended. They're out of changes and exhausted.
They'll try to have the game suspended.
Make sure there aren't any more problems. - Yes, yes... damn kindergarten...
Can't you handle them? - We tried but then they saw a video...
Just shut the door and lock them up! - You can lock them as much as you like but...
They're still fighting? - There were scuffles in the visitors' lockers.
We can't continue like that... - We're ready, what are we waiting for?
What happened down there?
A couple of their players broke into our locker room but we're willing to continue.
To break bones. - That's been settled.
"Settled"? - Yes, we've been through that...
You need to stop the game now!
You don't just suspend a Cup semi-final.
You'll cause more fights and more injuries! - We play, end of discussion!
Then you gotta give Hestenes a red card! - He went for the ball!
At least my players will feel they had some kind of justice!
You can't punish us on her words! - I already made a decision about that tackle!
Hestenes got no card! You gotta take a final decision!
Is that going for the ball? - I'm not gonna watch that!
Mons is 33, he's never going to play in the Elite Series again!
It's a shame but we can't go on discussing forever!
Look at the damn video! - Peder! Leave it!
What's the situation? - All good on our side.
We'll go talk to the supporters. - Call me when everything's ready.
Ok, I'll see you in 10 minutes.
Espen, this can't happen. - No, I know.
We're trying to take back control. - Who's responsible here?
Well, it's me. - Right, take control then.
I do what I have to do, it's your brother who's causing problems.
If you don't like how things are going, just talk to him.
He has no idea about how to run a football club!
Now he fans the flames to have the game suspended.
That's just to have a bigger chance to win. This is not Varg, we're not like that.
If you want order here, he must go.
Just let me leave. I got a red card.
Let's see what happens. - What are you doing here?
Any news from Mons? - I was just trying to go to him.
Who's with him? - Nobody.
You sent him by himself on the ambulance? - That's what I'm talking about. You're going with me?
I have a game to play. - Just say you're injured.
I don't know how you shower with that shit.
It's a shit what happened to Mons but can't we go on and not let Helena have her way?
What's it got to do with her? - Enough.
It's the right decision. These games are tough enough...
...and there's always a bone to pick between our clubs.
Sounds like you're defending Hestenes.
I'm not defending him. - But you saw what happened.
You think I'm having fun with this?
You think I enjoy playing for damn Ålesund? - Eivind, what are you doing here?
The game will start back, we gotta go over our tactics.
You mean more broken bones and blows to the face? - Sounds like your style.
And what's yours? Trying to have the other players thrown out?
Get out or I'll hit you! - Calm down!
It was an accident, it can happen! - It can happen you say?
It wasn't my fault, it was Mons'. - Mons' fault? Are you insane?!
He stuck out his leg! Every idiot knows you don't do that!
I learned it when I was 6! I don't know what they do in Pakistan!
You better get out now.
You can't stand here and blame Mons. - That's fine.
I don't wanna hurt your friends' feelings. Take off your shirt.
You go back and forth between lockers like some whore.
You teach this to your daughter? You know how it's called?
They call us "Damn Ålesund" so there's this huge campaign...
What's going on now?
Don't look at me, it's her locker room.
What are you doing?!
What is this... I'm very sorry...
You gotta throw 'em both out for violent behavior!
I'm sorry... we have to suspend the game... - That's great!
Red card for both and then we start back. - You can't throw out the whole team!
No. 4, No. 23. Red card! Red card!
Everyone in the locker room!
Great, now we can continue the game.
We've quieted the fans. - Then we continue.
No! She wants to play just because you threw out two of our best!
We want time for a complaint! This whole thing was started on purpose!
This has been the problem all along! - You teach your players to play dirty and this is how it ends!
This has been your strategy all along! - Enough, dammit! Both of you!
You're both out! Red card! Red card!
I don't want them in the stands either! No!
You can't go in there! Neither can you!
Michael! - Fuck this!
It'll be 9 against 9. Just do what we said before, ok?
We've been through this before. You got expelled against Ålesund and I run the team.
We can handle it.
A small one... down here...
So.. we had a fight... wasn't it good, Espen?
For... we get to the Cup final!
Come on, it's a win!
We play the game... we win the game. - This was awful.
# We're going to the Cup final. #
Your leg broke in two points. We'll operate as soon as we're ready.
Is it normal procedure? - For this kind of fractures, yes.
Call us if you need anything. - Can I have a bit of water?
No drinking or eating before surgery. Ok?
They're strict about the water but... you can have a little sip.
Need anything else? Hey!
Have you ever been to Hawaii?
To Hawaii... how do you say... I was there last January.
A friend of mine has a house there.
Those were two incredible weeks.
There was a "nuclear bomb alarm".
A nuclear bomb was heading to Hawaii. They told us "this is not a drill", you see?
I don't remember... - We were all happy and drunk...
...and suddenly it was like "an atomic bomb is coming".
That was crazy. In Hawaii you're completely fucked.
My friend is calling his family and laughing,
another one is sleeping stoned on the couch and we... he's gonna die anyway...
"Shall we let him sleep or wake him up?" So we woke him up.
They were shocked, they jumped right off the couch.
They went around the bend and got stuck in traffic.
And you? - Me?
I... I just stood there. - Why?
What else could I do? Call my mother? My ex? Masturbate?
I sat by the pool and dipped my feet in the water.
I've alway liked that. Always better than dying stuck in traffic.
Agreed.
But then it was a mistake. How many live there? Half a million?
Someone sent a message to a million people saying they were gonna die?
You shit your pants. - Yes.
So we weren't gonna die... all was fine but before it was like...
"Fuck, I'm about to die"...
But suddenly I realized I wasn't.
I thought a lot about it, like I should have spent my life better.
Should I have done something different?
Dedicate myself to something meaningful? What could it be?
How long did you have left? - How long? About 30 minutes.
Little time to do anything. - Regret a bit about not calling mom...
She went mad when she realized I never thought of calling her.
"Isak, you thought you were dying and still you didn't call me?! Dammit, Isak!"
I understand.
She "clicked" about you not calling her... - It was her you called before?
And you told her not to come?
She's home back in Mysen. - You don't want a visit?
There's no point in flying her here.
She wouldn't understand.
Understand what? - That I'm finished.
Can you close the door?
What the hell are you doing? It's a disaster here!
It's about the Cup final... you see, we're in semi-final and if we win...
I know how it works! Now shut up and sit down!
Espen says someone is creating problems and that someone is you!
I don't create problems, I solve them. - No, you don't.
But... ok... I know it's not going great... - It's very bad, Peder!
That's because Espen refuses to cooperate... - Espen is totally willing to cooperate with you!
If you can't work with him, I'll have to step in.
If you can't even communicate with him, I'll have to... stop eating now!
We associated our name to this club and you're fucking everything up!
It was an embarrassment out there and you put me in a very bad light!
We associated with them to gain a top place in Europe...
You're so far from that! - Espen is not doing what's necessary!
As long as he's stuck in this "small club" shit we won't get any results!
Why is it so hard for you to work with him?
It's not that simple... - Why isn't it?
Because Espen... I'm pretty sure he's gay.
What did you say? - I'm pretty sure he's gay.
So what? - Maybe he's keeping it inside himself.
I might have given him the impression... - What have you done?
Nothing at all but he might have gotten the wrong idea...
You were with Espen?! - No, he came on to me!
We had a meeting... had some wine...
I told him I swing both ways. He came on to me and I rejected him.
Since then, he opposes everything Helena and I want to do.
He's eating him inside, you can see he's not letting it out.
Listen to me. You gotta promise me you're gonna fix this mess, ok?
If you won't, one of you must go. Am I being clear?
Yes, yes...
Now behave. Stand up straight and be a man.
And no more wine with him late at night. - No! No!
You can do this. Let's go now.
Good luck.
Hi.
How's your daughter?
Fine. Why was Mons left alone in the hospital?
He wasn't. - Yes, Otto and I are going right now.
I'm going with you. - We have a game to play, can't we go afterwards?
I'll go get my car keys.
What have you done with this place? - What?
Nothing is like it used to be.
Good thing you're in Ålesund then. - Yes, I think so too.
It was nice seeing you again.
Shall I say hello to Mons for you? - I'll do it myself after the game.
You have to win it first.
I don't need to stand here and be trashed by you.
But you see it yourself what's going on here.
Times change.
"Times change"... - Typical blubbering when you're over 30.
Who's blubbering here? Me? Espen? What have you done to Espen?
I did nothing to him. - You must have. He don't even look at you.
You know what he went through just to get you this job?
They kept telling him you would have destroyed everything.
They said that? - Yes, but he hired you anyway.
He believed in you and I did too.
And now you sit here without Adrian. Where's Adrian?
You chased him off too.
He forsaken you and now you're left with a bunch of mercenaries.
People who'd do anything for money.
Mons is in a hospital and nobody cares... - I care about him, I do!
You would worry for him only if the game wasn't suspended, if you were winning.
Then you'd be sorry to see him lying there.
You could have told the others: "Let's go win this game for Mons!"
"What happened was terrible. We can't do anything about that red card."
"Let them play how they want but go win this game for Mons!"
As he wakes up, he'll go look at the score because he loves Varg.
If you only had said so, we wouldn't have a chance... Otto would eat the grass on the field!
But you didn't say it 'cause you didn't even think about it.
What's going on? - Nothing.
Shall we go then? - Yes, Espen will drive us.
You're fine with me leaving? - Yes, go.
Can we have a word? I know you talked to Petra.
She was upset about all that's happened.
What did you tell her? - Nothing in particular.
I know you told her you're not satisfied with me.
You can't dump this on me just because you're unable to deal with it yourself.
This is not about me. Since you came in, I've been trying to preserve a shred of dignity for Varg.
But it's hard. - Don't mess with me like that, I'm here to help you.
Listen... now we go to the meeting as friends.
We sit with Petra and make no trouble.
I'm off to the hospital.
You gotta stay for the game! It's the semi-final, it's damn Ålesund!
Where's Helena? - She got expelled.
Expelled?
Don't worry about that, we got it under control. We're going to the Cup final.
Espen left. - Where to?
I don't know, he just left. - But the game is starting.
I know... I know.
Have you been anesthetized before? - No.
Problems with the neck? Allergies? - No.
You got all your teeth? - Dentures?
No dentures.
Then we're off to surgery.
We'll fix your leg before you know it.
It may sound stupid but am I gonna wake?
I mean, after the anesthesia... I've heard of cases...
...where people never wake up. - I've never seen that, Mons.
I also heard of people feeling everything but not being able to speak...
It's all gonna be alright. - Yes...
We're going.
Now you must breathe deeply, ok?
Deep breaths, Mons... deep breaths... good...
In no time you'll be asleep.
Think only of nice things.
Think only of nice things... good, Mons...
Eddie, this locker room is filled with junk! - It's gotta be there.
Where's all the others? - They're taking a bath.
We're not gonna see anyone, are we?
Shouldn't you be...
Eivind, no... - It goes up and down, it's funny.
Leave it alone.
Leave it. - Ok.
Put him back down! - See you later, Espen.
See you! - You're crazy!
Stop it! - Dammit!
He just came from surgery.
He's been dreaming... talking or singing.
Is he awake?
No... - Hey!
Hello!
How you're feeling? - Fine.
We wrote on your cast while you were sleeping.
Of course you did... what did you write?
Since you're a Liverpool fan, we wrote: "you'll never walk... again".
That's cruel. - Just kiddin'... I wrote: "Glory, glory, Man United".
Shit! That's even worse! - I've also made a drawing.
From when you scored in our own goal against Godset. See, that is you.
Assholes... what have you been doing...?
I heard the game was suspended. - No, it wasn't.
No? Really?
No, we won. - We won?! No way!
For fuck's sake!
Then we're in the final against Rosenborg! The final in Ullevaal!
ENGLISH SUBS BY BARISHNIKOV
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