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Dad. Dad!

- Yes? - Thanks.

- Out of the way. - What are you doing?

We need the light polimat for the hardening treatment.

- No cars in here! - You ordered a tile hardening.

Did the tile assistant drop by? No?

- Then you'll have to give us a hand. - I need to make a call.

Later. We're in a hurry. Here.

Come on.

Come, come, come.

And stop! That's it. Go to work under the light polimat.

Looking good. All the way under.

No. 1, go.

- What's going on? - Everything's fine.

Continue over here.

That's it.

- Go ahead. - Thank you.

Thank you. Come on. Oh, what's that?

- We have to move this. - No, be careful!

It takes hours to arrange. We need it tonight.

- Timo, we've got a problem with... - Just give me a hand.

But...

Dad? Dad?

I think we have to come back another day.

- Ralf, we're dropping no. 3. - Dropping no. 3.

Stop!

- Did you cut down the lamps? - No.

Shit.

Timo, he's on to me! What am I gonna do?

- Hey! Stop! - Where are you?

Hall B.

Perfect. Meet us out back.

Hello! Are you here?

Timo, it's a nudist conference.

Just blend in. We gotta get out of here. You've got 60 seconds.

Are you down here? Are you...

I want to talk to you!

Hello!

Excuse me.

- Isn't this a nudist conference? - No, that was last weekend.

- Go home and cover up the car. - Yes. Can I have the overall?

- You've got your own. - But Dad's wearing it.

So don't lend out your stuff.

Why nobody thinks to bring an extra overall -

- I just don't know. It's always me!

Dad?

Dad!

Ralf?

- What are you doing? - Nice to see you.

Did you take up wrestling?

- Åre you okay? - Sure.

Oh, you started already?

- Do help yourself. - Thanks.

Well, Lonnie and I have been waiting for 42 minutes.

You know the drill. You haven't paid child support.

No, and you know the drill, too. It's hard for me at the moment.

- You owe 90,000 kroner. - 90,271 kroner.

- Yes, and of course you'll get them. - Well, you always say that.

And I stand by it. I stand by it.

You've been in arrears for five years.

In arrears? Oh no, I haven't.

I was in Hamburg at one time. Other than that I haven't been abroad.

You only see Heino four hours a week.

A boy needs his father. I'd love to talk to you about that -

- but we don't have the time because it's Wednesday.

- It's Wednesday. - Yes. You're picking up Heino.

That's right. Exactly. At three...

- One. - I'm picking him up at one.

Yes. So you better get going. It's 12:44.

Yes. I'd better get going.

- Dad! - Sausage!

- Nikolai. - Hi there.

This is for you.

"bab". What's that?

We made potato prints, and Heino accidentally printed on the wrong side.

- Do you like it? - He made it all by himself.

How come you used girly colors? Should I get you a dress, huh?

Daddy's little girl, huh? Huh?

Arno, I'm a little worried about you.

- You have chest pains? - Yes.

- Ånd your joints ache? - Yes.

- We'd better run some tests. - How long is this gonna take?

You won't need a cast, will you?

Are we going fishing now?

We've just gone for a walk. We can't keep going all the time.

- But you promised. - Promises in front of Mom don't count.

- Eat your roll. - It's topsy-turvy.

Wednesday rolls are cheaper, so the baker doesn't even try.

See?

Oh no, no, no. Check that out.

Hi.

Don't scratch your shower cap, teacher turd.

Promise me never to get a helmet like that.

- I'll never get a helmet like that. - Okay. Close your eyes.

- Teacher turd! Right now? - Yes, close your eyes.

Hello.

Stick out your hands.

- How about that?! - A hamster! It's cute.

Yeah, it's cute. And ugly. It looks like Mom, doesn't it?

Right?

Hi, sweetie. Did you have a good time?

- He sure did. - Look what I got.

Really? Better give it to Dad, because you're allergic to fur.

- He's got to learn it sooner or later. - Grab an ice cream in the freezer.

- I just need to talk to Daddy. - See you, Sausage.

Have you gone insane? It's really dangerous with his allergies.

Yes.

Okay, did you at least go fishing?

- Yes. - Fine. Bye.

- Heino? - Yes.

Next time we go fishing, Dad will bring a harpoon.

- Åwesome! - See you.

Bye.

The doctor just had a bad day. If it's the terminal phase, it'll pass.

When Timo had a pony tail, it wasn't nice -

- but it passed because it was just a phase.

- Where are they? - What?

- The lamps. The van's empty. - Relax. Ralfie sold them.

You sold them? Please tell me you got cash.

I got cash. Relax, grab a beer.

Timo and Ralf, I have something to tell you.

You're not getting any money. We just took you along to amuse you.

It's not that. Timo, please sit down.

This may come as a surprise -

- but my life didn't turn out quite as planned.

And that means that...

... here in my autumn years, I can look back and see -

- that I didn't understand the true things in life before it was too late.

So I hope you'll heed the words -

- that I'm going to say to you in this my clearest moment.

The family relationship -

- kinship is...

Well, family is the most important thing of all.

God, this is boring. Sorry, Dad, but sometimes you're just so boring.

But go on. You were going on about a ship.

Yes.

One day I won't be here anymore.

Where's the rest of the money? Those lamps were worth at least 50 big ones.

50,000? Have you seen the copper price lately?

I got 2,400, which we'll split, so that's...

- Half each. - The copper price?

- Where did you sell the lamps? - At the junk yard. 36 kroner a kilo.

You took the lamps to the junk yard? I don't believe it!

They may have been genuine copper knobs, but they weren't all copper.

They were designer lamps! Poul Henningsen, our greatest designer!

- Poul Henning? - 'Sen'! He designed the Egg!

He designed the CopperArtichoke and the Valhalla house in Sydney!

Why did he design an egg? Here. Your half.

Give me the rest. I want to count it.

Give it here.

It's all there. Get lost. Out!

- But it's Dad's apartment! - Just get lost.

- I was hoping we'd talk all of us. - Well, Ralf just ruined that, Dad.

Some other time.

I just thought it was important to talk about the inheritance.

- The inheritance? - Yes. What I've decided.

Oh, we don't need Ralf to talk about that.

Is it because he doesn't inherit anything?

- Well... - Yes.

It's because I'm the oldest.

I don't know how to say this.

I'll just fix myself a sandwich.

Cheers.

Dad.

- Dad? - Timo...

- Dad! - Timo...

- I'm right here, Dad. - I just want to...

Timo, I have...

Dad?

Dad!

Dad!

And my final words to him were that he's boring.

- Well, you can't change that. - No, and that's...

He's always been there for us, and then I go and say that.

Remember, after school when he brought us up here -

- and let us play with bottle caps? Or play "Be Quiet!".

Here.

- Where did you get...? - Go on.

- But is it for me? - Sure.

Hey there. Are we friends already? You're so cute!

- Would you like to sit next to me? - Not there, Ralf.

It's Dad's chair. Show him some respect, okay?

- What are you doing? - What do you do when people die?

- I'm looking for the inheritance. - I don't think there is any.

Oh yes, and I might as well tell you that it all goes to me.

- Why? - I'm the oldest. The original.

You're just a copy. The original is always worth more.

Not that Dad didn't love you. He just loved me more.

Okay, I guess you're paying for the funeral, then.

You are unbelievable! Everything rests on my shoulders -

- and you're just freeloading as usual. I've had it!

Unless you get the money for it, that funeral is off. Help me.

Well, I do have a little plan that I...

Oh, so you have a little plan?

- So Ralf planned a heist, huh? - Yes.

- I'd love to hear more about it. - Sure.

Prepaid phone cards worth 100,000 kroner.

Boogie from the bar tipped me off.

- He's ready to buy them off me. - Okay.

This isn't a plan. It's a leaflet. A plan requires a map, a method -

- and a head that isn't just a frame for teeth.

You always say that, and that's why...

... I made this, Timo.

- What is this? - This...

It's a two-man heist. It's a two-man plan.

You and me.

Why does it take dogs, guards and fences to protect prepaid phone cards?

Because it's the customs warehouse, but it's so big -

- they won't notice a missing box.

- It's a brilliant plan. - I'll say.

This is a stupid plan.

- Why is it stupid? - Because you thought it out.

I can't explain to you how stupid -

- because your brain didn't stop those stupid thoughts from being thought.

Leave it!

"In Heri Tancelawyer."

Did you know Dad knew people with business cards?

- Inherit Ancelawyer. - What?

Inheritance Lawyer! This is it!

Sure, I drew up Arno's will.

Here it is. Arno Liebermann.

Arno didn't want to divide the inheritance. It all goes to one person.

Oh yes! Oh yes!

Oh yes! How much are we talking about?

The inheritance amounts to one motorbike with sidecar.

- That old thing's long gone. - Oh no.

It's been in storage for 30 years.

But there must be more. Some dough.

- No. The motorbike is the inheritance. - It's a good photo of Dad.

I'm sure he'd drunk that motorbike up a long time ago.

That would have been too big a mouthful, even for Arno.

One like it was auctioned off recently for 1.4 million kroner.

1.4 million kroner? But it's a heap of junk.

Oh no, it's a very rare classic motorbike.

Supposedly in mint condition.

Can I have my 1,200 for the lamps then?

Typical! The scrounger comes out of the woodwork when he smells money.

Oh yes, but listen up. This isn't about you.

So you accept that the sole beneficiary is Kim Liebermann?

- Kim Liebermann? - Yes, Arno's firstborn.

- That's me. - But aren't you Timo?

- Yes. - Arno's first child is the beneficiary.

Kim Liebermann, who resides at 27 Via Collina, Piombino, Italy.

Kim? Italy? This is a huge mistake.

Where is that motorbike? - In a garage in Italy.

Far out!

But if he was born before us, do you think Dad loves him the most?

- Who? - Kim. He's the firstborn now.

I'm still the firstborn even if Dad nailed some belladonna back in the day.

- Why did he give Kim the bike, then? - Well, it's all a mistake.

You of all people know how hard it is to get things right.

That's why we have to make sure that Dad's last will is carried out.

- Which is? - Aren't you listening to me?

- Sure. - Good.

We're going to Italy to get my bike.

Your bike? Okay then, if there's time -

- I'd love to see the Eiffel Tower.

But I'm going to wear sneakers, because in case of a thunder storm -

- it's best to wear sneakers so you won't...

Ouch!

- Hurry up! - Let me get my pants on.

Where's my shoe?

It even comes with a free camera. You read the map.

Here's Kim's address.

- Where are we now? - In Italy.

Well, then it's just straight ahead according to the map.

Wow, ice cream!

Okay then, how about a Copenhagen Swagger Cane?

Timo, you got to choose if you wanted a green or a yellow spoon.

I doubt I'll be able to cram a steak in.

- Hand me the note. - What?

Kim's address. Where does he live?

He lives...

He lives at...

- What's this? - Well...

I think he may have nibbled some of the address.

I don't believe it! Give me that fur ball.

No way. He's mine.

I hope you remember what it said.

You know I only remember stuff I haven't read.

You're gonna spend the night going from door to door asking for Kim Liebermann.

You want me to interrogate people all night?

Yes, until you find Kim.

Moron!

- What an airhead. - Ralf?

Shit. They're closed.

Wake me when he opens. Think you can do that?

Sure I can.

What are you doing?

They do this in the Foreign Legion to stay awake.

- They have jam in the Foreign Legion? - No.

They use water, okay? But the method's the same.

They just use a glass of water. Or probably a glass of sand.

They haven't got any water in the desert.

What the... Timo, it's open. They just opened.

- That's him. - What?

That's him. Just look at those cheekbones, that body -

- and then look at me. There's no doubt.

That ravioli dimwit stole my bike.

Okay, so her name's Kim Liebermann as well?

Kim is a lady. Our brother is a sister.

- You mean a ladyboy? - Oh shut up, Ralf.

- We can't let her get away! - No, okay.

- Hello, Kim? - Ralf!

- Don't you wanna talk to him... her? - Not if we can avoid it!

Hide!

Go!

Hey! Hop in!

Sit up, Ralf!

Drive carefully!

It looks smaller than it did in the photo.

- Dad's bike. - That there is a scooter.

Oh.

- She drives like a maniac. - You have to in Italy.

She's taking us straight to the bike, and she doesn't even know it.

Stop. There she is.

What is she up to?

How should I know? I'm not a jam manufacturer.

Is she going to rob the fur shop?

- I don't know. Follow her. - Into the shop?

You threw away the address, and you're closest to the door.

I can't bring my furry friend into a fur shop.

- He'd never get over it. - Nonsense.

That shop is full of dead bodies. Just like the morgue.

It's a hairy business if ever I saw one.

Shut up, Ralf.

What's going on?

- Ralf, is she still in there? - Yes, she...

- She's taking off her hair. - What?

Yes, she's dark-haired. And beige.

- What? - Yes, beige. Almost eggshell white.

- You know, sorta white. - I see her.

- Get out before she takes off. - Okay.

Wait, she forgot something. Probably jam.

That's not jam.

Ralf!

Oh no! Get in the back. That's wet paint.

Great, Ralf. We lost her because I had to wait for you.

- Now what? - Where did she go?

Kim is insane. She put dynamite into that can!

- There! - She ruined the shop!

- She's dangerous! - No, she's an activist.

Anti-fur. She dyes the fur to make them unsaleable.

- What's in it for her? - Nothing.

Had she at least stolen the fur. Now they're just ruined.

Bingo! Ralf!

There's my bike! Ripe for the picking!

No, she's locking the garage. Come here!

We have to get our hands on that key.

- I'm going nowhere near that psycho. - Oh, come on!

It's like taking candy from a baby.

One of us lures her outside while you sneak in and steal the key.

Yeah right. And what if the guy inside -

- who might as well be you, is busted?

You can't get busted if she already knows you're there.

I don't think the old lady understood that she's getting it back.

- It's the thought that counts. - Why does it have to be me?

Because you're in your boxers.

- Sure, and a blanket. - Oh, shut up.

- Why do I have to shut up? - Because you only say dumb things.

- I'll do the talking. - No, you don't speak the language.

- And you do? - I have an ear for languages.

I can get by anywhere. That's why I'll do the talking.

- No. - Yes.

Thirsty?

- Yes. - Are you Swedish?

- You speak Danish? - Are you on holiday?

I'm doing the talking. He's dumb as a doornail and he can't talk either.

He's got the whole package. Ugly, stupid and dumb.

Sorry. He's ugly, but he can't help it that he's dumb and stupid.

And he's very thirsty. Could we have a little glass of water, please?

Aw!

Would you like a little snack, huh?

Let me find a little snack for you.

- Well, come in. - Thanks. Nice place you have here.

Very nice, I must say.

- Hang on. - I say!

Wow. What a view.

- It sure is magnifique. - Wasn't the water for your brother?

Yes, but it's a little too cold. Is that an orange bush?

- I'll go get your brother. - No, leave him inside.

He's allergic to the sun.

Okay, so you're going in. Going in. You're going in.

You're going in.

I'll put you over here. Sit here for five minutes -

- before you leave.

Fattening up the Christmas pig?

It needs a little insulation to get it through the winter-

- on its little shanks.

Here you go.

Christ, are you peeing?

Shame on you! Pooh! What's this, huh?

It's the only way to get through to him. Shame on you!

Where can I go change his diaper?

- I'll get him some clean clothes. - Thanks.

- Why did you piss your pants? - To get us into the house, man!

I doubt she hides the key in the john, Professor Piss!

- Professor Piss? - Yes.

Well, your plan had failed, Dumbo Timo.

- What did you call me? - Dumbo Timo.

I have a pair of sweatpants that might fit him.

No, you know what?

A nice summer dress would be much better.

- Å dress? - Yes.

The pee has made his crotch all red.

Okay.

And maybe a little summer hat if you have one.

- You're good to go. - No.

- Where's the hamster? - The hamster?

Yeah, his hamster. It was right here.

But... that's what happens. It's free now.

- Ånimals are better off in the wild. - Oh no.

They can't live without each other. They have a symbiotic relationship.

They are each other's pets. I don't remember who got who.

We have to find it. Otherwise I'll have to call the police.

No, we don't need the police. We'll find it.

- Don't you get any help with Steffen? - Steffen?

- Isn't your brother's name Steffen? - Oh, sure. His name's Steffen..

Only the F's are silent, so it's pronounced Steen.

- There you are, you little rascal. - You found it.

Yes. Well, we're off, then. We'll see ourselves out.

I found your hamster, Steffen. Steen... Bye, Kim.

Hurry up! You don't have to play the retard anymore. Hurry!

Bingo!

There it is.

Can you feel Dad looking down on us, Ralf?

He's sending me a loving smile and saying: "For you, Timo. Daddy's boy."

Oh no!

Shit, an old bike.

I want you to leave my garage nice and easy.

Ouch!

You couldn't hit an...

Don't!

I think I swallowed my uvula! Stop! You don't shoot your own brother!

- Brother? - Goddammit, Ralf!

Ralf?

No, listen up! We'll tell you everything.

It's all because Dad made a mistake.

But why didn't you tell me right away that we're related?

We were afraid you wouldn't acknowledge us.

That's why I said Ralf couldn't talk -

- so he wouldn't say stupid things -

- that might ruin our perfectly fine sibling relationship.

I had nothing to do with it.

He's the one who wanted to steal the motorbike.

- It's worth a lot of money. - Shut up.

- The last one went for 1.4... - Thousand!

- No. - Yes! 1.4 thousand.

1,400 Danish kroner was the exorbitant price for it.

So you traveled to Italy to con me out of a bike -

- belonging to a dad that I don't even remember?

Con isn't the right word. We need the money to bury Dad.

We want to give Dad a proper send-off and we all have to contribute.

- Yes. - Go ahead and take it.

- What? - Hang on.

Of course I want to help pay for the funeral.

- I'm a genius! - She's really nice.

- No, Ralf, she's stupid. - Why does it only cost 1,400 now?

Well, it doesn't, but she won't give it to me otherwise. Now what?

Ralf speaking. Hi, Heino. Do you want to speak to Dad?

- We're abroad, you see. - Kim's coming.

- Here it is. - Hang up!

According to the lawyer, it's in storage in a garage outside of town.

Let's go.

Think you might have something that isn't a dress -

- now that we're going out?

I don't believe it. Soon he'll own the whole town.

Hey, this doesn't look like a garage, and there's no bike.

No, he bought it all to expand his fur production.

- Who is he? - Pelliccia, the town's fur baron.

Pelliccia? That was the name of the shop you painted.

What shop?

Well, with the bomb. You ruined my 100 percent genuine nylon vest.

- Have you been following me? - No.

The little guy ate your address -

- and I wanted a Big Eskimo and got jam on the ice cream.

Shut up. Yes, we followed you.

We know all about your hobby, but we won't spill the beans -

- as long as I get that bike. Where is it?

Are you threatening me?

No, he didn't mean it like that. Did you, Timo?

Depends on whether we find it.

Well, either he sold it or he's got it on his chinchilla farm.

Either way, we'll never get that bike.

- We made a deal. - What's a chinchilla?

- It's a spice, Ralf. - It's a furry animal.

He keeps them in tiny cages and kills them to sell their fur.

And that's all very well. I just want that bike.

- You just haven't got a clue. - Exactly! A chinchilla's an animal.

Didn't I tell you to shut up? Didn't I? Thank you.

Now what?

I'm going to get my bike. Just continue your chinchilla chitchat!

He's not always like this. He can't help it.

His teachers were too soft on him, Dad always said.

So do they teach Danish in schools down here?

No.

Then how come... If Dad was never around -

- and your mom was Italian, then how come you...?

My mom was Danish so she always spoke Danish to me.

When she read me stories, it was in Danish. Remember "Little Troll"?

Sure. I'm on number three.

- Where he goes to Norway. - Right.

Ralf, let me show you something.

- What are you doing? - It's olives.

- No way! How did you do that? - My nasal cavity is quite big.

Maybe it runs in the family. No, here.

Go ahead and try.

Oh yes. Try.

- Try. - Should I try?

I did it! They're pretty salty, huh?

Oh, right. I forgot all about you, buddy.

I don't understand how Pelliccia can kill his chinchillas.

Exactly. That's why I ruin his furs with paint.

I won't stop until he goes bankrupt.

Sure, but wouldn't it be better to save the animals before they end up as fur?

Yes, but it's impossible to get into his farm.

It's your luck I have a bad knee, you little shit.

Then we made a living selling replacement cars for a time.

Replacement cars?

Sure. When your car goes to the shop, they lend you a car.

Well, we sold them. Or rather, I did, because Timo said:

"If you're under 15, it's legal." Pretty smart.

It's strange they call it "marmellata" -

- when it tastes just like jam.

- Right? - I never thought about that.

- I'm a vegetarian, too. - Okay?

I eat bacon, of course.

And steaks. And I just love roast pork and nuggets.

You shouldn't be a fanatic, right?

Good morning, Timo. Breakfast?

- Did you talk to Pelliccia? - Nope.

But you're forgetting who's sitting on the brains here.

I've spent time figuring out how to get into Pelliccia's farm.

Count me out. I don't trust you.

Perfect. Ralf, let's you and I go get that bike.

Hey, we can get the bike -

- and save the chinchillas, too, if you know a way in.

- I don't trust her. - No, I get that, but you trust me.

And I trust you. So there's trust between all four of us.

Three. There's three of us.

You and me and... Never mind.

We're siblings.

Okay, Timo. Look.

See?

We can do this because we're family, and we have the same noses.

- You try. - No.

- No. - I bet he can't.

Timo, are you okay? Timo!

He can't breathe! He can't breathe!

Ralf, stop. Stop, Ralf!

You saved his life.

She saved your life.

Well, you don't die of a stuffy nose.

Are you okay?

The reason why you don't trust her is -

- that you were neglected as a child.

That's why you don't have the resourcings to break the mold.

- You've been listening to Kim's crap. - No!

Yes, something smells burnt here. It's Ralf's brain that's burning.

It's putting words together that it doesn't understand.

Okay, maybe she did mention it, but that just goes to show -

- that the both of us mean it.

Okay, so how do you figure we get into Pelliccia's?

- So you're game? - If it can save the chinchillas.

- Okay. I'm in. - Good.

- No more first class for you. - Sure.

Hey, buster.

I've got some chinchilla feed. Will you show me the code to the stable?

Come on.

Come.

... nine. One, one, one, nine.

- Kim, come in. - Yes. Got the code?

The code is one, one, one, nine.

Timo, copy that.

For me?

Come here. I've got an idea.

Come here. Come. Come here.

Okay.

Take the photos, okay?

Ralf, let's go!

Go, go, go!

The bride was pretty hot, but I guess she's taken.

Hey! It's Kim!

Didn't you see Kim? Wait! Stop!

They're closing the gate. Stop!

That was Kim!

Timo!

Stop!

Stop, will you? We can't go back!

We came from here. Not that way! Have you gone mad?

- Timo, go! Take the stairs. - Go!

Saving those animals really makes you happy. Don't you feel it?

That feeling of making a difference to living creatures -

- is just super.

- You left me behind! - So did Ralf!

- I'd never do that. - I know.

That's settled then. Kim, it was nice to meet you... not! We're going home.

Come on, Ralf.

Here. Your walkie.

Go ahead. I'm...

- I'm staying here. - What?

I'm staying here with Kim.

Okay?

- Okay. - Yes.

Okay.

I'm off, then.

I'm going. And I'm going fast!

Oh, I can't wait to get back to good old Denmark.

Okay.

If that's the way you want it, it's my responsibility to tell you -

- when you're being a moron, and you are now. We have to get home to bury Dad.

I'll be home for the funeral. Here.

- You can talk to yourself now. - Well, that's just swell, huh, Kim?

You just brainwashed Ralf. What little was left is all gone now.

- I hope you're proud. - You're always blaming everyone else.

- Shut up, Ralf. - You try to hustle your own family.

- That bike is worth a fortune. - Ralf, stop.

1.4 million kroner.

- What? - You dirty rat.

You gave it to me, and I'm going now. I'm through with you and you.

Screw this entire family! I got what I came for.

No. No!

No!

Ralf...

Kim!

So no one wants anything to do with me anymore. They can't stand me.

I'm so stupid. I've been wrong all my life.

I've always focused on what was in it for me -

- but family is the most important thing of all.

But no one ever told me.

Why didn't anyone tell me?

Dad's gone. Ralf's gone.

There's no one left I can care about.

Stop here. Thanks a lot.

Heino!

Dad!

I've missed you so. I'm sorry I'm late.

- It's the last time. - How come you're sweating?

I just am. Want me to hold the marshmallows?

- Hi. - Hi. What time does your watch say?

- What do you mean? - Mine says 4:53 p.m.

You were supposed to pick up Heino at one.

I was in Italy and my motorbike broke, see?

Well, how about that? A nice vacation and a motorbike.

Big spender, huh? Heino, get in the car.

- He's visiting with me now. - You're to hand him over in 7 minutes.

You'll never make it in time, so I'm taking over. Come, Heino.

Just hop in, sweetie.

Everything's under control. And you and I need to talk.

- Again? - The day after tomorrow at 10.

It upsets him when you skip appointments.

I won't have him subjected to that anymore.

- You can't end my visitation rights. - But you never visit him!

You keep getting Heino's hopes up and blowing him off. It ends here.

- You can't! - You owe five years of child support.

- I told you I'd get you the money. - I'm fed up with this.

We'll settle this the day after tomorrow. Your visitation days are over.

- What if I pay the money? - Timo, seriously!

90,000 in two days?

Arno Liebermann.

Ashes to ashes.

Dust to dust.

The Lord bless you and keep you.

It's gonna take forever with that little shovel.

Let us pray. Our father in heaven.

Hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come.

Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our debts -

- as we also have forgiven our debtors.

What's with you?! Why didn't you come to church to say goodbye to Dad?

I've lost Heino.

You've done that 100 times before. Was it at the mall again?

I don't mean like that. This time I lost him for real.

Timo.

How can you end up owing so much in child support?

You gotta get the money.

You've always got a plan, a heist, something.

There is a plan, actually.

- But it's a two-man plan. - Perfect.

- Where's Ralf? - He's fed up with me.

Well, it's about time.

- But this is urgent. - Yes.

Okay. I'll help you.

- What's the plan? - But you're through with all that.

But this concerns Heino, so I'll drive the getaway car-

- or do some other semi-legal stuff.

- What are we doing here? - It's supposed to be right over here.

A lightning-fast speedboat. Yes.

And then again, no.

- It must be that one. - That one?

We might as well rent a paddle boat. It's a 5 horsepower.

That's enough if you start now. It's right over there.

- Can I even put in there? - Sure. It's all in Ralf's plan.

- Ralf's plan? - Yes, but it's not bad at all.

As soon as I have the phone cards, we're outta there.

Outta there, right. I'm only doing this for Heino.

- I hope you know that, Timo. - Sure.

- See you. - Yeah.

Damn...!

Timo? Timo!

Ralf?

- Who let you in? - Your colleague.

- We're the only ones here. - Oh.

When did you change shifts?

- Four hours ago. - Well, I came five hours ago.

The guy who wired the server room -

- I hope he cooks a good Bolognese, because his wires look like spaghetti.

- Will you let me on to the roof? - Up the stairs.

Well, roofs tend to be upstairs.

- Who are you? - I'm looking for my colleague.

- Look, how many of you are there? - It's a three-man job, so two.

- Okay. He's on the roof. - Not in the warehouse?

- No, but it's that way as well. - Well, that makes sense.

Go out the door and up the stairs.

Right.

9-volt battery + cocoa

- Hechmann, come in. - Hechmann speaking. Come in.

- Meat dish, eight letters. - I'm on my way.

- Ralf! - This is it. Hurry!

Yes.

Hey, hello!

- Hey! Stop! - No!

I don't believe it!

- We've got him now! - Yes.

- Shit! - Ralf! Here!

- Why didn't you bring a bolt cutter? - I didn't expect to be in a hurry!

- Ralf, hurry! - Hey!

We caught you in the act, pal!

You can't escape.

- Hurry, Ralf! - Drop your tools! Drop them!

What happened? No, wait.

Gotcha! Go!

What the... Nikolai?

- There's someone out there. - Hey!

You! Get in here!

No, in here! I want to talk to you. Get in here!

I brought Heino's things. I don't want him to miss them as well.

I know I've been a bad father. No, I have.

I've made promises I didn't keep, I've lied to him and to you...

- Yes, but... - No buts.

I want to ask you, Lonnie, to tell Heino that I love him.

And even though we can't be together, I want him to know -

- he still has a father, who thinks of him more than ever-

- and who's going to fight to get him back one day.

- Timo, the money's been paid. - Please don't keep on about the money!

- This is important. - Timo...

- It's been paid? - It was waiting for me on my desk.

- 90,271 kroner? - Yes, in cash.

Yes.

It's been paid?

As a matter of fact, I owe you 29 kroner.

Do I spy Dad of the Year there?

- Good news? - Yes. Nikolai?

I'm glad to see you alive. You didn't answer my calls.

- My phone got wet. - So I called Ralf.

Who just carried out a heist planned by yours truly -

- so Uncle Ralfie could be a little lavish with his credit card.

Sometimes you need a helping hand.

So what is the word?

- Sorry. - It was awesome.

- You should have been there. - Right.

But I wasn't. And you did fine on your own.

No, Kim helped me.

Anything for your little brother.

Right.

Come here.

Come.

Okay, that's enough. I'll wait in the car.

- Now press. - Cool, Dad!

And with the harpoon we don't have to dig for worms.

When you mind other people's kids, Nikolai...

Yes?

Why do you bother?

I give them a good start in life.

- Nothing's more important than that. - Well, that's a matter of opinion.

- I'm planning my new heist... - I don't want to hear about it.

What? I've had to hear about your job and you won't hear about my heist?

I'd like to hear about your heist.

- Yeah? - Sure.

Okay. Hold him.

Okay, which restaurants -

- can't put their earnings in the bank?

- Dunno. - Ferry restaurants.

This is so stupid I don't have to shut my ears.

Oh, Ralf is such a dunce. But when do the police come? After the ferry docks.

And then I'll be long gone because I'm getting off en route.

- You're gonna get off en route? - Sure. Look.

And then...

There.

Remember, I'm on a ferry -

- so this sound won't attract any attention.

- Ralf, it's thrilling. - It isn't thrilling, it's sheer genius!

- There aren't any fish in this lake. - Why are we fishing here?

It was Kim's idea. There's a mink farm right over there.

Run!

- Heino, let's find another lake. - Hey! I'm a public servant!

- Hey, wait for me! - Come on!

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