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Hey.

-You look fantastic. -Thanks. Come in.

So nice you have it here.

Do you think? It's not as grand as yours, but it's homey.

A little surprising that we are going to eat here.

Why?

I didn't think you wanted me here.

It is easier to walk from a restaurant.

- There is nowhere to go here. - I have a violence alarm.

Yes, you have. You won't need it.

Tonight.

- This was good, I think. -How long are we going to keep doing this?

-With what? -This game that we are playing.

- It's not a game. -What do you want? Why am I here?

Because I sleep with a chair under the door every night. I'm afraid you're coming.

I flinch every time someone opens a door behind me.

I can't be like that, Adam. I do n't want it like that.

-Because of me? - Yes, because of you.

OK ...

OK? Is that all you have to say?

I'll leave you alone.

That's really all I want.

Men ...?

I'm having trouble getting you out of my head.

You don't have to be afraid.

-Good. - But you have to help me.

-With what? - The police.

They are after me. They've got a hang-up that I have to be taken.

They can't handle me financially, but...

Yes ... Everything starts with you.

I need you to go to Hartmann and explain what happened when you were abused.

Because it wasn't me.

I can't, Adam. I can't go to the police and say that.

When you do, you can stop being afraid.

Remember the chair by the door.

-Where have you been? -My God, you scared me!

-What is it? - Nothing.

I heard you were at the doctor. Is there anything?

It was just a regular check. Everything is fine.

Have you had a good time?

No, you don't have to answer that. I was just here to pick up some clothes.

Then I would wait until you came, in case they woke up.

I have met someone.

Are you in love?

Fall in love...

Kind of a strange word. It was a long time ago.

-Does he have money? -Yes.

Hey.

-What do you want? - I have tried to call you.

Why? And what the hell are you doing here?

I had nowhere else to go.

-What about home? -I was home.

No more money, no job, no one.

Can I get a ride into the city?

What was on your mind?

What did you imagine?

I hoped you were glad to see me.

Yes... Sorry about that.

-How many are you going to put out? - We are there now. It's a bit like that these days.

Have to go far to get them, they gravitate towards colder water.

Relax, you'll catch your flight.

Look here. Enjoy some sea air, now.

Right ...

What is really happening to you?

-What? - When you get really crazy like that?

What the f...

-What? -Yes, what's going on? What is going on?

That's the most direct thing anyone has ever asked me.

No point in wrapping anything out here.

It's probably the voices in the head, then. Which eventually breaks you.

You do a number of things that you think you can live with, -

- and then it comes back to haunt you.

And eventually breaks you.

No one is going to look for you if you disappear again now.

It's not that hard to understand, really, if you ask me.

Just look around, sort of.

You just want to scream.

When you look at all the people who lie and pretend day and night.

All the fake faces, like. You just want to take a bat and smash it.

Everything is constructed. Everyone follows the rules so that society does not fall apart.

You have been taught how to behave.

But it's not you. Or your needs, or your genetics.

We live by inherited, consensus-based guidelines -

- which means that absolutely no one can be who they really are.

It's just as awesome as it sounds. You are not consensus, you are an individual.

People are depressed because they can never be themselves.

We are prisoners of the worst that exists, of shame.

Inherited shame we can never escape because we are biologically programmed -

- with a desire to belong.

And worst of all:

You are trapped in the desire to live. It has been welded into your DNA over millions of years.

It's not a good deal, Pål.

And somewhere between violation, woke, politics, norms -

- and thousands of years of religion, shame, consensus and evolution, we have been destroyed.

Is gone.

Every bastard stands and stares down into the darkness. Then there are some who let themselves fall.

And someone who jumps. Or trying to jump.

And everyone is alone when they do it. That is the only truth.

No matter how well you fit in, you are alone.

With your friends, with your wife.

And with your children.

Who will save you, Pål?

Who will save me?

Sometimes I think I could just cut it open here. In the middle there.

Get your ribcage cracked open and just let that scream out.

Are you a good guy or a bad guy, Pål?

Do people see you as they think you are, or do they see something that's too damn broken?

When you don't succeed ...

I'll fix you.

Now I've gone on a rampage. After my father died, I thought what is the point of…

-The meaning of what then? - With everything, like. That's where we are.

You can't go on like this. Shall we talk about something nicer?

- The penthouse at Frogner was absolutely delicious. - It's going to be too damn much.

- Then you have to sell the cabin on Tjøme. - I have built a tennis court there.

- In the beach zone? - I know someone in the municipality.

- Then I am of course on the offer side all the time. - You have always been a yes man.

Yes-man is a happy man.

Sebastian? Come in, come in!

- How did it go yesterday? were you good -Have I missed something here?

-It runs in the family. -Yes ...

OK ...

Sebastian has managed to establish a company that will invest in property. Finally, good, good.

What we are going to do now, Sebastian…

These prospects will soon be advertised for sale. Both new and old rowan.

But they don't get very far, because I have far too much money to launder.

I have a client account with Wiersland. I buy all the apartments.

Or Wiersland buys from my client account. And you must buy all the rows.

What's the point of that?

When the money is in a client account, no one gets insight into who owns or bids.

The property has been purchased. Licensee Jeppe has invested the money in property. Whitewashed.

That's exactly what I understood. But if Jeppe is afraid of being caught for money laundering, -

- why does it help to give the money to you?

Wiersland is a lawyer.

According to Norwegian law, the police are not allowed to gain insight into the relationship between a client and a lawyer.

Wiersland can do whatever he wants with the money without being asked questions.

OK, but why should I buy old rowan?

Getting back the same as you have paid for a property makes no sense.

This money is already white. But if you buy a renovation object that is refurbished black, -

- you get rid of black money, get the job done cheaply, can sell at a higher price, -

- and legitimize the income. Imagine this calculation:

You buy a dilapidated home for three million from the client account.

You refurbish black for one and sell it for five.

Then you have an income of one million white. In addition, you have washing wood.

You buy and I pay from my client account. Broker gives us a high price and sells.

You, Wiersland, broker and I find a fraction.

How the hell has this law been made in Norway?

-Client account? -Yes.

You know what? We don't know, but it's damn beautiful.

-Hello? - Hi, so glad I got hold of you.

It is Hermione Veile who is calling. You, that appointment we have tomorrow...

- Was it at 8 or at 9? - It's at 8.

-So good. See you tomorrow then. -See you. Good bye.

Ready for the last leg? Do you understand what is happening?

And.

We will transfer the fertilized embryo to the uterus.

- If it becomes uncomfortable, say so. - Fine.

-Hello. -You look too damned.

I just slept a little badly. Yep, are you better now? Do you want to fuck me?

- I don't need to answer that. -Good! Good start to the meeting.

I myself have run a mile.

Shall we take a summary before pressing the button for the project?

- I don't want any curls. - Yes, we can take me first.

Are we sure we are not being flagged or scrutinized? The answer to that is yes.

Seven out of ten owner companies in Norwegian wind power are financed through tax havens.

If they want to scrutinize the government's wind turbine policy, it is the government who scrutinises.

Ola Borten Moe. Center Party, right? He is incredibly pushy about oil exploration.

In addition, he has several million in shares in oil fields. There will be no scrutiny.

Tax Justice Network Norway, which is happy to point the finger at -

- everything that might be suspect, has just concluded -

- that there are no signs of a breach of Norwegian or foreign tax legislation.

-When do you think we will sell? - The owners in Egersund withdraw after five years.

So they're packing up now, I think.

We are going to sell the company in Cayman -

- after withdrawing as much as possible while we have the largest loan.

The investment value has probably increased significantly, -

- but the increase in value does not trigger any tax liability, neither in Norway nor in any other country.

- That's fine from me. -Me too. Henrik?

- Yes, that's fine from me. - We'll hear from you soon.

- We talk. Hello. - Goodbye.

Green light. Start. Adam

-Bascombe Palmer Eye Institute? -Henrik Kranz. Professor Dawson, thank you.

- I was supposed to call at these times. -A moment.

-Jack Dawson. - This is Henrik Kranz.

- We agreed to call now? -Hello, Mr. Kranz.

- Can I say Henrik? -Yes.

Henrik, I read the test results. I would be happy to take new and more tests, -

- but I'm afraid the answer will be the same.

I recommend that you come to terms with the fact that you are going to go blind.

Boo! Pardon.

You remember me, right?

-Yes. -Celine, I'm looking for your husband.

I called him Michael after he had been here.

Yes. And since then he hasn't called? You have not been in contact with him?

-No. - It's just that I can't find him.

He has not checked into any hotel.

Where do you think he is?

I do not know. You could try one of his friends, right?

Who do you think he would go home to?

-What? -Who would you go to if you needed help?

They are all equally fucked. Yep, maybe?

- Yep who? - Jeppe Schøitt.

He is perhaps the most reliable, in a way.

You can try him.

Ha!

Hello, my gold. How is it in Oslo?

Absolutely insanely expensive.

I have just been to William's unhappy wife who is also an alcoholic.

She mentioned a Jeppe Schøitt. Is there a name you have come across?

Yes, once in Saint-Tropez. I was in the boat. He had a gun and was going to take me.

But he left again when he heard that I was not in a wheelchair. I can send papers on him.

A completely ordinary person, is that too much to ask?

Good luck with that.

-Hello. -Hello.

- Yes, how are you? - I sleep a little, otherwise it's fine.

-The glamorous infant life. -Yes.

It was Laila Bang.

-You're welcome. -What did you say?

-Laila Bang, isn't that cute? - Uh...

I'm kidding you. Jenny Hanson.

- Easy to remember. Works worldwide. -Perfect.

- We're going home, Sigrid. -Thank you.

-Yes? -Hi it's me.

Can you buy another plane ticket tomorrow?

- I will pay you as soon as everything is in port. -Absolutely.

- I will send the details. -Good luck.

Everything is arranged. No need to look skeptical.

Here you will see...

Like that. Here the sum is in bitcoin, there in dollars.

5 269 000.

And a little more. Approximately NOK 45 million. Then I have taken five percent.

It wasn't worse. Much better than sailing around with the bags in the washing machine, at least.

Call me tomorrow when you're at the PC and we'll create a password and pin. Now it is open.

- I thought you would do it yourself. -You are right about that.

Good. Get in touch if you want to exchange more.

Thank you.

-Yes? -Listen!

-Are you a little drunk? -No. Trying my best.

- I am a tourist in my own city. -Have you heard anything from William? He doesn't answer.

- No, he's probably dead, then, as usual. -What can I do for you?

I need someone to be completely honest with me. Then you tend to be the right man.

-Did you draw a line now? -Yes.

- Is that what happened? - I'm celebrating a little.

-What? -The windmills and a few other things.

Yes, it is you and Don Quixote ...

What do you want me to be honest about?

You me ...

I'm going to go blind.

And before you say anything, yes, I'm absolutely sure.

So what I need is for you to tell me -

- how things will turn out.

- In relation to what then? -Everything. In relation to the world we live in. And you.

- It's going to be fine. -I don't want pity!

Just answer me honestly!

OK ...

The two of us live in a world where everyone takes care of themselves . All deviations are seen as signs of weakness.

You will become dependent on a dog, a cane or a companion.

You can no longer travel alone.

Do not drink in nightclubs without someone looking after you.

If we are having a party in the apartment or a suite, you will sit on a chair and listen to us.

We're going to say we 're still your friends, and yes, we are.

But which of the things we do together can you take part in?

I'm sorry, but you told me to be honest.

And.

Have it.

One-way ticket?

It was what I could afford.

And.

I'm sorry I misjudged this.

Men ...

You are the best thing that ever happened to me, so I…

I thought that if I could just tell you, I would...

I do not know. I guess I was just looking for hope.

It's not me.

OK?

I'm not, because I'm going blind.

Gradually though, but...

-Is it a disease? -Yes.

So sad.

My father was blind.

-What happened to him? - He was hit by a bus.

I can be your eyes.

- I can help you, take care of you. -No no.

Yes. I can take care of you, I can…

Be there for you if you let me.

I would never leave you.

-Where are you going? -How?

Sorry, didn't mean to ask, I just…

I just don't want to be alone.

Just ask. Here is money for the ticket home.

I have no home.

I have nowhere to go.

But that I have. I go down to the bar again.

Alene.

Some are so poor. All they have is money.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

You came for my money, didn't you?