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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

- Hello? - I'm out here.

Hi!

- Long time no see. - So true. There's ice tea over there.

Thanks for taking the time.

Celine, I've got plenty of time.

I understand you're having problems?

I called you because I remembered that when you got divorced

there was a huge fuss.

- But then it just went away. - Went away?

Christ, I almost died.

I lost 30 kilos.

I looked fantastic for a week, then I looked like a corpse.

For a couple of years.

What happened?

I lost everything. First the money. He left me with the two girls.

He moved to Singapore, I moved into a basement apartment.

I had to take out a loan to get a boob job.

- Did you keep it? - For three months.

It was like having two bowls of cereal on my chest.

It was insane.

So I had the doctor remove them. He wasn't used to that.

I was broke, and had to pay in installments.

It was pathetic.

But why did you get divorced?

You always seemed like

the perfect couple.

We're supposed to. You know that.

Our façade is the last thing to go.

He seemed so nice.

Sure, he can be nice.

We got divorced because he was horny.

Call it an inflated need for affirmation.

He's still like that.

He goes to the same nightclubs as our daughters.

Maja was shocked when he texted one of her friends.

He invited her to his place. It's totally...

Was he like that from the start?

Maybe not at first.

I knew that he liked to party.

But it's a long way from that to...

I found out he was sleeping with both our Filipinos.

Then we went to therapy.

But he slept with the therapist.

After that, he slept with one of his trainees.

But he dumped her when she got pregnant.

- It was awful. - What did you do?

Lay on the couch, pretty much.

Then I had to get a grip.

- Weren't you angry? - Angry?

I suppose...

A little angry.

For a while.

William has mostly been into whores.

I don't how many chlamydia treatments we've been through.

An eternal dance between yeast and chlamydia.

It's tragic. I'm glad life goes on.

Did you ask him for money?

- Never. - How can you live here?

He has never seen me cry.

I helped him build his company. I gave him 16 years.

Why should he get away with that?

I found something he didn't want the world to know. Find his weakness.

Let's have a little drink. You'll soon feel better.

Okay, what are you still doing here?

I didn't need to be anywhere, so I stayed.

Yeah.

Make me an espresso.

- Make me an espresso! - Okay.

Are you okay?

Hey.

You need to leave.

Like I said, this is no Pretty Woman story.

I live in the real world, you know.

Look at you. Fuck!

You know, I...

Go get your fucking things and leave.

- Do you want to know who I am? - No.

Fuck it, I'll tell you anyways. I came here with someone.

He disappeared, and he took my passport.

Are you going to cry now? Are you serious?

They showed me a photo of my brother and said I owed them money.

Four hundred fucking thousand. I'll never be able to pay them back.

Hi, it's me.

I'll be at the office in twenty minutes.

Call Preben Øie from Yara and Fleischer from DNB.

We have Salma options for 40 million, ready to cash in.

And then we... Let me call you back.

How...

How much do you owe?

How much?

140.

Left.

Do you have any savings?

About 50,000.

Would you trust me with it?

- Why? - I'll give you 100 for the ear.

If you give me your fifty, I'll invest it for you.

In three days you'll have enough to pay what you owe and go back home.

How?

Because I'm really fucking good at what I do.

I have your number.

I'm not used to wearing a suit.

- This feels good. - The sleeves seem a little long.

I suppose.

- Hi. - Are you there?

- I'm here now. - The best place in town.

Whatever, it looks fine.

What's next?

Shopping, hair, skin care.

Really? Skin care?

We'll make you soft and nice.

Whoa!

- You look great. - I don't feel like myself.

This is just another version of you.

That's the dilemma of mankind.

Which version of ourselves is the real one?

A company that looks good, is worth more. The same goes for people.

We fishermen say: "No point in painting a leaking boat."

We say: "Put lipstick on a whore."

Same damaged goods, but more attractive.

So it's a business of whores with lipstick?

A business that trusts appearance more than intellect.

I feel like a phony.

We all do.

It's shocking how fast you get used to it.

I see a normal guy in business class

with a company in Gibraltar.

- I need something to drink. - I understand.

I recommend Champagneria. You'll fit right in.

I have a lunch, but I'll call you.

- Your card. - No, enjoy yourself.

Awesome.

- Okay! - Okay.

Are you all right?

Did it go well in there?

Do I have to guess?

Dad?

Hello, talk to me!

What the fuck do you want me to say?

I'm dying.

You're not dying.

There are many options.

- It's too late. - No.

It's spread all over.

I know we normally say that we can handle it.

But we can't handle this.

Yes.

We can.

We can.

We can handle this.

Ekeberg Restaurant

on Tuesday.

Okay.

In you go.

Come on.

- Hello? - Hi, may I speak to Adam Veile?

- He's in a meeting. - For how long?

He'll be here another hour, and then he has a conference call.

- Who's calling? - I'll try again later.

Thank you.

- Up for a drink? - I can't.

I have to drop by the house.

I don't need that anymore. Stick it in the archive.

- I'm leaving. - You have a meeting.

Canceled. You can cancel the conference call too.

Oslo police.

My neighbor is an old hippie, and I saw some plants there.

Maybe I'm afraid of losing my father.

I feel small. I can sense my own mortality.

It's only natural. Your father has always been there.

No, he has never been there.

Never. I've been trying to impress him since I was a kid.

So you feel powerless because you can't fill that void.

The void.

I hate feeling powerless.

Christ, we're all going to die.

The question is: What to do

with the time I have left? How can I make the best of it?

What's important to me, is that mom and dad make up before he dies.

My dear friend.

These are old people.

They'll never get rid of their baggage.

It feels like we're talking to Jeppe age 13.

The feeling you had

before you shot yourself...

That was fun.

- That was so much fun. - Hilarious.

Jeppe, when I was sick...

The worst part was that I felt I couldn't run my own company.

I felt that my own people at my own office

didn't respect me because I could no longer make money.

- That felt awful. - You were very sick.

Very sick. I've talked about that for months.

Enough. Let's talk about you. I love talking about you.

- How are you doing? - I've been better.

That's too bad, because I'm doing great.

- It's not comparable. - Because I shot myself.

Partly because you shot yourself in the face.

But aside from that... And I have more kids than you.

I have three. Can't forget the new one.

- How is Celine doing? - I keep forgetting.

Celine is gone. Can't stand her. Life is too short for freeloaders.

But I've fucked a lot of nice women.

I feel I've fucked...

- You haven't fucked many. - Yes, I have. Enough to say...

You feel you have?

I'm happy. All I'm interested in now, is that they're well-behaved.

That's important.

And I'll gladly pay 700 a year for that.

That they look good,

are well-behaved, and provide some warmth.

- You don't need much warmth. - I just want to be happy.

The only thing I want

is a nice, hot woman.

Who smells good.

One I can bring anywhere, no problems.

- You know? And I deserve it. - You do.

I'd even pay her. She'd get a salary.

- But she wouldn't work. - Of course she wouldn't work!

I'm not against equal rights, but I'm against equal pay.

I believe in equal pay for equal work.

It's that simple. Survival of the strongest.

If you don't make enough money, you're either stupid or lazy.

She can't work 37.5 hours a week for 600,000.

- That's the kind of job she'd get. - Because she's lazy.

No, she isn't lazy.

She just doesn't have a nose for money.

We are the victors.

Whether you're worth 30 million or 300 million,

you're beyond the average by a thousand per cent.

We have won.

But we haven't triumphed over ourselves.

Cheers!

It's me.

I'm here now.

We said in an hour.

I have another meeting, so I have to do it now.

- Are you far away? - I can be there in three minutes.

- Everything okay? - Absolutely.

This goes public

the day after tomorrow.

We can give you a one-hour window.

You have between nine and ten.

This doesn't come cheap.

I feel like kissing you.

I know where your mouth has been, so I think I'll pass.

PRELIMINARY CONTRACT

Mom: How are you, honey? I just bought a lovely merino wool bodysuit.

Jeppe, William, Henrik: Tomorrow at 10. Window one hour before opening.

Welcome to Oslo. Please remain seated until...

- What do you want? - What I want?

We can't just stop talking to each other.

- Works for me. - But not for me!

I've fetched the kids.

They're at mom's. I'll take them to school tomorrow.

That wasn't very smart.

I'll have to call child welfare.

- Show them your prescriptions. - I'm off the pills.

Since when? Today?

I need to see the kids, and they need to see me.

This isn't just about you and me.

I'm not just another possession you can throw away.

You have people to do everything. I have nobody. I'm all alone.

Then we both know how that feels.

It doesn't feel great.

What was it you called me?

A hollow shell?

- Twice I gave birth alone. - The kids live here now.

Go out into the world and start over. Good luck!

You know what they say about women over 40. It's like fucking a corpse.

- Hello! - Are you okay?

- I'm great. - Do you want dinner?

No, I don't.

You can take the night off.

- I don't need that. - But I do!

It's no big deal.

No big deal.

- When? - What?

When will the merger be made public? It doesn't say here.

I don't know.

- That's all I know. - Can you find out?

Michael: Have read. When?

I can't go back there.

He saw me when I left.

We can't act without knowing when.

He must have a window. We need to know when it is.

I don't think you understand.

I can't go back there.

Adam isn't

normal.

Do you have the money you wanted to invest?

Yes. Or, I'm working on it.

Hi, darling.

How did you get in here?

Why were you at my house?

- You looked through my papers. - I haven't been at your house.

It's strange, you've never shown any interest in my work.

It's

a little odd.

You never invited me in. Maybe that's why.

- But I haven't been to your house. - Don't fucking lie to me!

I know you better than anyone.

Don't be afraid.

But I want to know why.

I was broke.

You stopped the payments.

I didn't want to argue again.

So I went there to find some money.

A card or

an account to withdraw from.

I'm sorry.

It's just...

After I lost the baby,

my reality has been skewed.

I don't know what's what anymore.

That's not surprising.

After all you've been through.

But there's no reason for me to pay for a child that doesn't exist.

Right?

Dinner later this week?

I'll stop by.

STOP RECORDING

Hi, William.

No.

We had a deal.

What's the matter? Something wrong with your head?

You're not even here.

I'm not?

When is the Salma deal?

What?

When the fuck is the Salma deal?

In two days!

At ten, they delayed the contract.

- What's the window? - One hour.

Don't tell anybody I was here.

Come to bed.

No, no, no.

Sit down.

Sit down and have a drink.

Let's enjoy the evening.

I'd rather not. Are you okay?

Pim...

Now I'm okay.

I'm embracing the things that give me a sense of connection.

It feels great.

Now I'm doing it.

Sit down and let's enjoy it.

Come on!

I embrace it.

Now I'm fine.