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Based on stories from four men in Oslo's finance sector today,

and stories from women, other finance players, experts and the police

Hermine, we had to...

... a C-section.

- Let me get the doctor. - It was a little boy.

- Hi, Hermine. - Where's my baby?

I'm Cecilie, I'm a nurse.

- Where's my baby? - Try to breathe.

Where's my baby?

A doctor is on her way.

Stay calm while I get the doctor.

Where's my baby?

Did I have the baby?

- Yes, you did. - I did? Where's my baby?

We had to remove the baby by C-section.

We couldn't find a heartbeat.

It pains me to say this,

but we were unable to save the baby.

It was a little boy.

I know it hurts.

Is there anyone we can call

for you to be with?

Want me to contact the father?

- No! - You don't want that?

Cecilie will stay here.

She can answer any questions you might have.

I'd like to be alone.

Are you home?

YUP.

- Do you speak Norwegian? - Yes.

Careful with those dresses. She might want to sell them.

And take the entire medicine cabinet. She'll need that.

William! Good to see you!

- Likewise. - Welcome home.

What's all this?

- Celine is moving out. - She's leaving you?

No, I threw her out.

Some nice Polacks are removing all her things.

- How is she coping? - Not great.

But at least she reacted.

Which isn't bad, considering her pill intake.

- She has fallen asleep during sex. - Not necessarily her fault.

Why are movers always from Eastern Europe?

Their muscles are more developed than their brains.

Eastern Europeans are Europe's horses. Here's one.

Excellent work. Keep it up.

Taking the car for a spin?

I'm on my way

to my mother's.

Right, because you're such a loving son.

No, my father is sick, so I want them

to meet.

How long have you tried to get them back together?

- How long? - 35 years.

- They divorced when I was 13. - That's sick.

She isn't interested. Why do you bother?

You're from a broken home, I'm newly divorced...

Veritable poster boys for marriage.

Police Report. Noise complaint.

- Call Kjølsen. - Calling Kjølsen.

Shit!

- Veile. - This is Garden Service.

Yes, I need some crates of soil, but I need them today.

No problem. Name and address?

Fjordveien 23, Kjølsen.

Can't I take a rapid test?

It's too recent, it won't register.

- How long will it take? - 2-3 weeks.

- That's no good. - That's how long it takes.

The smart thing is

to wear a condom.

I'm aware this is my fault.

That's my blood in that vial, not yours.

How much?

What?

Okay, fine.

30,000 kroner.

I want that answer as soon as possible. I don't care who you pay.

Just test one sample before another.

Anything else?

Can you prescribe joy?

I have Valium.

So do I.

I'll call you as soon as I hear.

Mom?

I'm in here. I'll be right out.

Nice to see you. A rare pleasure.

We spoke yesterday.

I called you.

- Are you hungry? - No.

Going out?

I'm having lunch with a friend.

And?

What?

You're here for a reason.

I just thought I'd stop by.

I've known you all your life.

Ever since you were a chubby little baby.

- I wasn't chubby. - Yes, you were.

So, what is it?

Dad is sick.

I see.

And?

He's at the doctor's for a biopsy.

He's really depressed.

He's scared.

Jeppe, honey.

I know you mean well, but I'm not up for this.

Mom, please.

Dad is a sick, lonely, old man.

Whatever you hated about him is no longer there.

- He asked for you. - Really?

Have coffee with him. Please.

I can book a table for you.

I'll do anything. Please.

I don't have time for this.

Just one damn coffee!

He paid for this house!

As well he should have.

He owes me a great deal more than that, Jeppe.

If I had told you everything...

Stop.

Lock the door on your way out.

One damn coffee.

PRELIMINARY CONTRACT

How much time from get-go?

- Don't know yet. - All right.

I'll let the board know I'll need some financial room to maneuver.

One more thing.

I'm going to need a limited company in Jersey or Cyprus.

All right, I'll have one set up. Comes with a card in the Bank of Wales.

- Where's the money coming from? - SMF in Gibraltar.

Where can you get a nice, chubby woman in this town?

Do you mean medium chubby or obese?

Obese.

Yeah, I know the guy to call.

I'm gonna set you up. You're gonna be squashed.

All right. Cheers, mate.

I want to see it.

See the baby.

Yes, of course.

- Can you walk? - Yes.

Do you want me to...

No, I can do it.

Dark...

I want you to take...

Take a DNA test.

I want you to take a test and send it to me

so I have DNA proof of who the father is.

Daddy's home!

- Daddy! - Hi, kids!

Careful! You'll knock me over.

That bad?

- Good to see you. - You too.

I'm afraid I have some bad news, kids.

I forgot

to buy presents for you this time.

Just kidding. Go on up. I'll be right there.

I have something for you too.

Daddy's taken care of it.

Test at lab. Possible answer tomorrow.

I hear that you want to go home.

You'll need some stronger painkillers.

This is OxyNorm.

Return what you don't use. They're addictive.

Do you have a pump?

- Pump? - You will probably lactate for a while.

I'll give you one. And you need some blood.

You lost quite a bit.

I'd prefer

that you stayed here.

I want to go home.

Just a moment.

Hi, do you want us to call someone to come get you?

No.

Are you thinking crates?

Just fill those with the best soil you've got.

Do you want me to plant for you?

No, I'll do the planting myself. That's half the fun.

Do you have patio heaters?

No, but we do have

grow lights.

Perfect!

Add some of those. Just bill it to Kjølsen.

- Should we start churning? - Yes, churn it all up.

And that rose bed?

Get rid of the whole thing.

I have to get back to work.

Call Henrik.

The apartment tonight? I have some paperwork.

I just got to work. I'm a mess.

Life sucks, and I've got hundreds of emails.

This will only take an hour. Unless we have fun afterwards.

I can do an hour. But forget about fun afterwards.

Hermine Veile is here.

What can I do for you?

I thought we could talk about what we could do for each other.

You may be single, but I'm not.

You've never cared about that, Henrik.

How can I help?

I want you to teach me everything you know about trading.

- Everything I know about trading? - Yes.

Christ.

- What? - Isn't that Adam's job?

To teach you those things?

That's why I'm here.

I can't depend on Adam.

Because?

Because he's insane.

I can no longer have him in my life.

Fine, what do you know about trading?

Nothing.

- Nothing? - No.

The stock exchange?

I don't expect you to make me an expert.

I just want to know how you make your money.

Okay. You have probably watched the news.

They say that it's been a record day,

or that the numbers are blood red, as a measure of the economy.

And you think: The markets are up, these are good times.

But normal people aren't affected by the stock market.

Unless we have Corona or a financial crisis like in 2008,

the market doesn't affect normal people's lives.

The stock market measures our belief in companies.

How it works is one thing.

Making real money is something else.

Imagine that you own a company.

Let's say you sell bottled water.

Filtered rain. Called Norwegian Mountain Mist.

You want to expand from your local market, but don't have the money.

You go to a brokerage house, and they find you some investors.

Now you have money to expand. Then they say:

You're ready to go public.

You issue a number of shares at 100 kroner.

They sell, and you can afford to expand again. Internationally.

Then you decide to expand your selection.

Now you have filtered snow called Norwegian Ice Cold Crystal.

Part of the profits go to pay your initial investors.

Those are called returns.

Now brokers see that they can make five times their investment.

This time they buy from those who paid 100 kroner,

but they pay 500, convinced it'll be worth 2000 in a year.

Shares are tiny parts of a company that are bought and sold

based on an illusion of how much they'll be worth in the future.

10,000 times a second, all over the world.

50 years ago, the middle class and the rich owned shares.

The companies supported the workers. But this changed during the '70s.

Now executives and companies have just one responsibility:

To the shareholders.

The company's only purpose is to make them money.

This is modern capitalism.

Greed is good.

Until you realize it's all rotten

and everything collapses, like the dot-com bubble in 2000.

Like a pretty whore with syphilis.

- Nice image. - Thank you.

Anyway, that's it. Find a stock that's on its way up,

before everyone else, and buy.

FIFO. First in, first out.

Once everyone starts talking about it, it's time to sell.

It can't continue growing forever without collapsing.

When it collapses is when people lose everything.

That's when ordinary consumers like you feel the effect.

In order to keep the value high, the company buys back its own shares.

Thus limiting availability.

Companies used to have a 50-year perspective. Now it's five.

And we simply move money between these companies.

Buy before it rises, sell before it collapses.

Then we place our money somewhere else before the idiots,

LILO, last in, last out, see that the price will rise.

So Adam, and you,

are smart enough to know where to place your money before everyone else.

In some cases, yes.

But in the long run,

it's too risky to simply analyze the available information.

What do you do then?

Find information that isn't available.

Where do I find that?

That, my friend,

you have to figure out yourself.

Come on, Henrik.

In case you soon notice

that I no longer have a belly...

What's that?

That is a dead baby.

And it's yours.

Okay?

My condolences.

- Why... - I want one million to invest, Henrik.

And why should I give you that?

I'm almost 40. I can't get a job.

No social security, I have no education.

I'm dependent on a fucking psychopath to survive.

And now he has taken from me the only thing I cared about.

I have one last chance to get away from him.

From all I have been.

From this entire fucking world you live in.

So don't think I care if I drag you down into this hell with me.

Pay, or I'll send this to your wife.

You'd do that?

Yes.

I've checked. You're worth more than 500 million.

Maybe you're willing to spare one, to keep your life as you know it?

Shouldn't you be taking this out on Adam?

Do you know

how the baby died?

He pretended to hang himself.

And I had a miscarriage.

No comment?

Hermine?

This...

This solution you have envisioned.

You're making the assumption

that I care about my family.

And the life I lead.

You have two days, Henrik.

Hi.

You are well?

Better, at least.

I didn't know that Celine fired you.

I'm sorry about that.

Are they treating you nice?

I do much washing.

How much?

I wash the whole house twice.

I wash at neighbor's. Last weekend I wash the boat.

How much extra do they pay you for that?

How much do you work?

From seven in the morning to eight at night.

Every day?

I see.

Pim, that's illegal.

- Are they lawyers? - Advertising.

Pim, you're fucked. These people are assholes.

Here's the deal. I'll call Atlantis and tell them how you're being treated.

When they call you, say you want to come back to me.

If you have a friend, I'd like to hire her too.

She can do all the washing and you can focus on the boys.

And I promise not to shoot myself again.

You're allowed to laugh.

Okay.

Okay, you're coming back?

Okay, I'm coming back.

Yes!

Bye.

What's your problem?

- Your wife just stopped by. - Ex-wife. What did she want?

Yeah, what did she want?

She lost the baby.

It died in utero after you hanged yourself.

Adam, what the fuck?

Congratulations, you're home free.

- Feel free to thank me. - No, you're home free, I'm fucked.

She took a DNA test of the baby. The corpse.

And now she's blackmailing me.

For a lot of money. So what the hell are you up to?

Nothing, really. I just wanted to see if she cared.

I didn't think she had that in her.

I'll talk to her, I'll fix it.

She has a lot going on now. She won't want to talk to you.

Hi, boys! I'm in a hurry, so let's go.

Why are you in a hurry?

I don't have to tell you everything.

- What are you doing? - Grown-up stuff.

And this guy is now single.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

- Have I started a trend? - Maybe.

No, I told her to move out, demanded custody,

and hired one or two au pairs.

"One or two." Excellent.

To have sex with.

One black, one brown, and one white.

The united colors of William.

That's a great name for a brothel. Adam, go.

Let's talk salmon.

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- Hi. - Hi!

I just...

William wants a divorce.

I needed someone to talk to.

Why not call one of your friends?

I mean...

Sure, but...

I just thought,

since you've been through it...

The thing is,

I don't feel well today.

But why don't we text tomorrow, and maybe get together?

I just have to see how I feel.

Hey...

Do you know anyone

who hates William?

Or who doesn't like him?

- William? - Yes.

The friends Adam and I had

were all Adam's friends.

I need someone who doesn't like them, but who's in the same business.

The same goes for me.

All our friends

were pretty much his.

Think about it, and I'll text you tomorrow.

- Okay, bye. - Bye.

In conclusion, follow me.

Hang on, let me address the elephant.

I've been on a long trip, mentally.

I was totally insane. Had to get rid of that.

Now we're here, and I'm asking you to just let it slide.

- Just move on. - Fantastic.

Are we done talking business?

This work of art represents the deal.

Asian exports mixed with Asian imports.

I call it "Fish banquet with slanted eyes."

This is what I mean. This is beautiful. I thank you.

Great initiative, but I really have to leave.

- Save me some salmon. - After all this effort!

- Don't fuck the food. - Just the table.

I'm sorry, I have to go home.

- You're happily married. - Dammit!

Talk to you later. Good to see you.

More for us!

- Does anyone know you fucked my wife? - No.

You haven't bragged to your miserable friends

that you're fucking Jeppe's wife?

No.

If you report this, I'm going to destroy your life.

You'll be without friends, divorced,

and on welfare.

Okay?

I'm going to ask you for a small favor.

And that favor

you will do for me.

There!

Now you can go.

- Hello? - Hi.

It's me.

I just remembered a guy that William

lost a lot of money for. They had some issues a few years ago.

Michael Besker or Beskow.

Something like that.

Okay.

I'll text you tomorrow.

Want some? It's yellowtail, my favorite. Go ahead.

This is Beskow.