All language subtitles for The Almighty Johnsons s02e01 And Then She.eng

You know what the weird thing is?

Zeb, there are a lot of
weird things in my life.

Among all the other weird things.

That somewhere is the woman for you.

That's not weird.

I'm not saying you're
unattractive to the ladies.

But you know
who I mean.

Frigg.

She's out there, my Lord Odin.

In the sea?

No, she's not a dolphin.
In the world.

Don't call me Lord Odin. Not yet.

Or ever. Just sounds
weird coming from you.

OK.

But we will find her,
or my name isn't Freki.

Your name isn't Freki.

You started to call yourself
Freki when you found out Freki was Odin's wolf.

That's me, your lone wolf,...

by your side

on your side.

Not like your useless brothers.

They're on my side too.

On paper, sure.

But they are pretty
useless for gods.

They're not entirely useless.
They're just...

..busy.

And we knew Anders was useless,
so that's not exactly a surprise.

And that is a brilliant idea.

So let's do it.
Let's get busy and find her.

You do that.

We... we need to.

Yes, you do.

No, no, no, no. We need to get
busy together...

- on the quest.
- I am busy on the quest.

Doing what?
Stuff.

What stuff?
Important stuff.

- Like what?
- I'm not at liberty to tell you.

- Why not?
- 'Cause it's on a need-to-know basis.

But I'm Odin.
It's my quest.

You can carry on that
quest without me.

Where are you going?

Away.
Where?

Somewhere cold.

Hey, do you like my beard?

Very fetching. Where cold?

Yeah, I'm quite proud of my beard.
It itches like a bastard, though.

Hmm. Look, you'll
do fine without me.

But I need you.

Really?

'Cause very often it seems that you

take my good advice
and you spurn it.

No, I don't.
Yes, you do. OK, I'm gonna try these on now.

And Ty's a whole heap better?

Ty has stuff on his mind.

I'm a bit busy right now, Axl.

Yeah, I know that,
but when you're not so busy,

it'd be good to
get cracking.

Drop that and you die.

OK, I won't drop it.

- All I'm saying is the quest
is kind of important. - I know that. To all of us.

- I am aware of that.
- With the whole 'I die, you die' aspect of it.

Trust me, Axl, you will outlive me.

Have you finished making the bed?

Yeah.

I want to christen our new house.

So what was that you were doing
on the kitchen floor last night?

That was the kitchen.

Bring in the rest of the stuff.

I'm so looking forward to their
house-warming party.

Do you think it'll turn into,
like, a god orgy?

It will be a house-warming, Zeb.

But I have to say, on balance,

of all your brothers,

Mike has been the most
disappointing.

I never thought I would
die in a place like this.

I feel kinda bad for
leaving him, though, eh.

Nah, stuff him.

Stuff the lot of them.
You're right. They're useless.

And we don't need them, 'cause

'cause we can find Frigg without
those useless bastards.

And you're right, too,
that she's out there.

And I am Odin, and
I will find my Frigg!

Are there any beers left?

Yep.
Sweet.

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Mike. Just a minute.

Mike.

If you can't stand your girlfriend with
another guy, don't bet the girlfriend.

It's not particularly healthy for
your relationship.

Ow.

OK, flat meeting.

You want me to move out?

No way.
That's not what I'm saying, Mike.

We love having you here, man.

You love the money and stuff
I win that pays for everything.

Shit, yeah.

Though if you could win more
actual cash and less appliances, that'd be good.

They're starting to look at
me weird down at Cash Converters.

That do the trick?
God of games in the house!

Look, it's not about you
living here or the money,

it's about what else you're
bringing into the house.

And what would that be?

The thing the rest of us
ain't gettin' pussy.

It's not about the pussy. It's
about the trouble the pussy brings.

Danger pussy.
We could have been killed because of you, Mike.

Oh, that situation was
totally under control.

You used a woman in a bet
you knew you couldn't lose.

That guy was getting off on his
girlfriend being with another guy.

What?!
I could see it in his eyes.

Just...

don't do it again, OK?

If you say so, Axl.

Are you going to tell him
what we decided last night?

As god of the Frigg hunt,

you've been totally useless,
so you're off the team.

The thing is, Mike,
we go out looking for Frigg,

and we always wind up in some
bar with your scoring chicks.

No offence, but if I wanted
that, I have Anders.

So you're fired.

You know how I feel about your
involvement in this,

so shutting
up is a good plan right now.

It's not that easy, Axl.

To hunt, I need a trail.
So far there's been no trail.

Except of women back to your bed.

I need a scent, a starting point.

Well, finding one
soon would be good.

I'll work on it.

JPR, Dawn speaking.

Oh, I love it how you
answer the phone, Dawn.

It sends shivers down my spine.

Where are you? Those guys are
coming in today about the thing.

The thing will have to wait.
I need you to feed my fish.

No. No. No, no, don't you
dare do this to me, Anders.

Too late. I'm at the airport.

You can't go away. Not today.

You like it when I go away. It's
nice and peaceful around the office.

Where are you going?

Norway.

What? Why are you going to Norway?

Business.

We don't have business in Norway.

I intend to change that. Can you tell
Ty I won't be at his house-warming?

What do you think?

Right, so it's OK to stalk him,
but you can't pass on a message?

I am not stalking him.

'I am concerned.'

When are you coming back?

Unclear. Did you get me a present
for the happy couple like I asked?

Yes.

I wish I had a father-in-law

that bought me a house as a wedding
present. Score one for Ty.

You did know about the house, right?

I bet you do.

I bet you searched out the title and
everything, being in stalker mode.

While you're away
in Norway on business,

what about all
the business we have here?

Don't worry about it.
It's taken care of.

How?
I was thinking,

why don't you stay at my
apartment while I'm gone,

and that way you won't
forget to feed my fish?

I don't want to stay there.

Just don't bring your cat.
I don't have a cat.

So it's settled, then.
Not entirely.

Dawn, I have to go.
The plane's about to board.

I'll call you
when I get there.

Think of me when
you're feeding my fish.

Oh, stop being such a homo
drama queen and hand them over.

That is offensive on so many levels,

especially as I am the most
heterosexual God I know.

Any time you want proof,
you sing out. Ew!

I know you signed the papers.

I give you this magnificent gift;
you spit in my eye.

Don't be an arse. You got it in
a mortgagee sale

off some prole
you bankrupted.

Yes, well, that
is true. I do love my work.

So hand over the papers
that say we own it

so you can't kick us out when
it amuses you.

Please knock this bitch up.

Maybe some motherly hormones

swimming in the bile that is
her blood will make her bearable.

Not that that worked
for your mother.

Look who she was married to.

Oh.

What? Don't you trust me?

You have to good manners
to be grateful, right?

Specially after the bucks I forked
out to have your man-cave installed.

You didn't have to do that.

Yes, I did.

Because a god who is happy at home

is a god who isn't out sticking
his dick where it shouldn't be.

Not that you would ever do
that to my daughter, right?

No, I wouldn't.

Then enjoy your arctic wasteland

a gift from me to you as part of the
grand gesture of reconciliation.

Thank you.

Welcome to the family, son.

Tough day?

Exploring income opportunities.

If I could pick the winning horse
while there's still time

to put a bet on,
I could clean up.

I thought your powers didn't
extend to picking horses.

They don't.

I have re-established
that fact today.

Unless I'm in direct competition
with man or machine,

I have no powers.

Take up golf. They get paid heaps.

Nah, too lame.

And the whole building-houses-job
thing that's off the menu too?

I'm resting from that
part of my life.

Kinda like you're resting
from being a useful god.

Told you I can't
hunt without a scent.

You're not exactly trying, are you?

You could have been out today
seeking a scent.

Instead you're dicking around
with something know you can't do.

I've been fired from the quest.

Or you could take that as a
challenge to get your shit together.

I mean, this is meant to be the most
important thing

in all our lives, right?

OK. Let's go hunting.

I'm not going to some bar to
watch you pick up some skanky ho.

No bars,
unless the trail leads us to one.

I'm serious, Mike.

So am I.

Not even a scent of a scent, eh?

Good times!

Mike?

Where are we going?

A bar. Nice one, Mike!

Again, not seeing anyone who fits
the general description of a Frigg.

Such a terrible person.

Oh!
Hey!

Look who's here.

Look at you guys.

Come here, Mike.
Hello.

How'd you know we'd be here?

Just luck, I guess.

Given we have no idea where you've
been for the last six weeks.

Bali!

I left a note.
Really? Where?

Maybe I thought I left a note.

We're back now.

We were just retrieving the hash.

I won't tell you
where it was hidden.

But it was fun retrieving it.

Oh, dear God.

Grandpa, you can't keep leaving the
country on a dodgy fake passport

and then smuggling drugs back in.

Well, I'm back, aren't I?
Who wants a drink?

Me!

We had a few on the plane.

No kidding. Top work, Mike!

Young man, your services, please.

No, Anders is still not here,
but he's been across everything.

John, I have to go now.

Just remember that whole
'doing nothing' thing, eh?

Hi, can I help?

Dawn.
Yes.

Anders speaks highly of you.

Really? Not to me, he doesn't.

Agnetha. Old family friend.

He's asked me to keep an eye
on this place while he's away.

Oh. You work in public relations?

No, but...
how hard can it be?

Some days like today
pretty darn hard, actually.

I work in business, Dawn. Anything
specific I need to know, I have you.

Has Anders brought you up
to speed on our clients?

Wasn't time before I sent him away.

You sent him away?

An opportunity arose;
I sent Anders.

To Norway.
Yes.

Will you be at the party tonight?
We can talk there.

Ty's party?
Yes.

No.

No... I won't be going
to Ty's party.

Ty and Eva's party
their house-warming... party,

uh, because,... well,
I haven't been invited.

Not that that would be a problem in
terms of actually showing up

except that it it would
it would for me,

um, in that, uh, the woman
that Ty was seeing before Eva,

before he suddenly dumped me and got
married was me, so, no, not going.

I... I don't think that would
be appropriate, do you?

No.

Anders led me to believe
you have a present.

A present, um, from him for them.

Maybe I can pass it on.

Oh, that would be... good.

You're not wearing that
shirt to the party.

Why not?

There'll be people there who know
that Freki

is not some Italian footballer,
you moron.

In my mind, he's Brazilian.

Well, he's not real,
so it doesn't matter.

Gods will be there who know
you are not Odin's wolf and will deal to you on that basis.

I can handle that.
Hey, hey, hey, this is not a game, right?

You do something stupid and they
find out that you,

a mortal, know god stuff,
they will destroy

Hey, hey, I took a flaming eye
fillet to the head for you lot.

I do realise the peril of dealing
with your kind,

so I'm not going
to do anything stupid.

Aside from wear the shirt.

OK, I'll change the shirt, but
give me the respect I deserve.

Oh, I am. Change the shirt.

I will, then.

Believe or not, he is
almost trustworthy

mainly because he loses the
power of speech if confronted.

Your mate, your problem.

For a guy acting like he's chilled
out, you're still remarkably uptight.

We should go.
Did you buy them a present?

Oh, I won it.

What is it?

Toaster. Seemed appropriate
for a house-warming.

Cool.

Can you say it's from all of us?

Yes. We should go.

Why?
It's 8.30.

So...?
Well, the party started at 8.

Man, you've been stuck in
the suburbs way too long.

Some of us like to
be on time, sorry.

Ty around?

They're in bed still.

Meanwhile I'm now here
doing all of the work.

I can give you a hand if you like.

I don't want your pity.

Make yourselves at home

which in this house means
do whatever you like.

Good we didn't arrive late, eh?

Drink up, peasants.

Do you think it was Loki who
tried to burn my face off?

Don't go there.

Interesting bunch, Eva's friends.

Aren't they just?

Like little bats.

Hey, you. Happy house-warming.

Me? Warming a house?

Is that irony?

No idea. How are you doing?

You know what my life
was like before, right?

I've told you how everything was
chilled down to nothing, right?

Once or twice.

With Eva, when we make
love, I feel, Mike

it's a cold that burns like I'm
being reamed with rusty barbed wire,

but it's something.

They have pills for that these days.

And I think I like it.

Married life has changed Ty.

Hi, Michelle. Here, get ripped
like everyone except me. Nibble?

Are you still handmaidening for her?

Yeah.

Even though she's not Frigg?

And I hate it.

But I can't stop myself. It sucks.

Don't have the nibbles.
I spat on them.

OK, I'll pass.

I guess we should get together
some time about Frigg stuff.

Uh, yeah, we probably should.

When do you think
it'll turn into an orgy?

It's a house-warming party, Zeb.

When I read about the gods,
their parties were always orgies

especially Greeks, who'd nail
anything that moved,

even their mothers.

We're not Greek.

Evening.

Hey.

How are you this
evening, Axl Johnson?

Alright.

And what's your name,
little monkey boy?

Zeb.

Zeb? Fuck off.

OK.

How goes the sacred quest?

You know.
Well, I don't, actually hence the question.

If you need any help with
the search, give me a call.

Sorry.

I'm not your enemy, Axl.

Yeah, right!

I'm all about the love, me.

Hmm.

Till my good intentions are scorned.

After that, I get extremely tetchy.

So do you know something, then?

About what?
Frigg, of course.

No.

Then how can you be of any help?

Why should I help you...

after you just laughed in my face?

- God.
- I heard that.

Fuck off.

Where's your dwarf brother?

Anders, I presume you mean.

No idea.

Was he too scared to show his face?

In my experience, the one thing
Anders is not scared of is a party.

True.

So why would he be
scared of this one?

This party's starting
to freak me out.

Yep, freaking.

So what happened to
the Ty that never dances?

Yeah, Mr Dances on the Inside.

Ty's left the building.

Ty, how many drugs have you taken?

All of them?

Jesus.

Hello, Ty. Happy house-warming.

Oh, this is from Anders.

Actually, I tell a lie.

He asked your friend Dawn to buy it,
so I feel it's much more from her.

Dawn bought this?

Mm.

Hey, where is Anders?

Halfway to Norway, I should hope.

Why would he be going to Norway?

Mikkel.

Always the suspicious one.

Let's call it business for now.

And... this...

is from me to you.

Call it a belated wedding present.

Where did you get that?

Don't you remember, Olaf?

You were in the room at the time.

Oh, you were drunk,
but you were certainly there.

Elna gave it to me when I fell
pregnant for the first time,

to wish me luck for the
hell that was to follow.

Who's Elna?

Grandma Elna.
Eh?

Before I embarked on what
I think of as my tree sabbatical,

I left it and a few other things

of value in a safe-deposit box
in Hastings

just in case tree
life didn't appeal.

And now I've retrieved it...
to pass on to you, Tyrone.

So you were a tree like our mother?

No, she's saying she is our mother.

No way. She's way too young.

Oh, bless you, Axl.

And she looks nothing like Mum.

Ah, true.
I have left behind the form

of Elisabet Jonasson, nee Toresen,

but if you don't believe me,
ask Anders.

He should be... stopping
over in Hong Kong right about now.

She told you? At Ty's party?

Yeah. Yeah, she did.

But is it true?

Of course it's true.
She's our mother.

It's just... I wanted to
be there when she did it.

How do you know it's true?

Because I know. I can't believe
she told you without me there.

How long have you known this?

What does it matter? A while.

You didn't think to fucking tell us?

We talked about having a family
dinner to break the news.

You can't
believe how pissed off I am.

Join the club, you dick.

Hey, no need to be rude, OK?
No need to shoot the messenger.

I think the point here is you
failed to be the messenger, Anders.

But it is true?

Oh, come on, Mike.
You know in your heart that she is.

Get over the appearance.
Appearances can be deceiving.

Agnetha is our mother.

Thank you, Anders!

And thanks for fucking sharing!

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, you do
happy ending, right?

Happy ending?

I think she's
left the building. Yeah, she has.

Whatever I can do, I am good to go.

Senses on fire, my ears are alight.

It's OK, Grandpa. I've got this.

OK. I'll stay here.

But hypothetically, wouldn't it be
amazing if gods did walk among us?

Come on, we're leaving.

Hey! But I was in there!

Hmm. Interesting.

Isn't it?

Is that your cock or are
you just pleased to see me?

Yes.

But the orgy was about to start.

Too bad, we're leaving.
You leave. I want to stay.

There's no way I'm leaving
you alone at that party.

Our ride's gone. We can stay.

No. Walking.

Man, it sucks being the sidekick.

Dawn bought this?'

Ullr, god of the hunt.

Tell me, Mikkel,
does it feel good?

Now you've embraced your
true nature, have you cheered up?

Look, whoever you are, you may have
done a number on Anders,

but you are
not my mother.

The last time you saw
me was as Elisabet.

Do you remember?

Lightning and all that crap.

God, the song and dance you boy gods
make of it, you bloody peacocks.

Your father should be here and your
grandfather to tell you,

but they're not, as usual.
Useless pricks.

So here's the deal, Mikkel.

You are a now Ullr, OK?

Which is a pretty handy god to be,
actually.

It'll help you looking
after your brothers.

You need to put the stones
back in the suitcase.

Look after them,

and when Anders turns 21,
you pass the sword on to him.

He is so gonna be Bragi.

What do you mean, 'look
after your brothers?

Son, I've spent
a lifetime around gods,

and quite frankly I'm sick
to death of them.

The thought of having to raise three
more of the bastard spawn of Buri

to the exalted ranks
of the Aesir...

I'd end up killing myself,
or you lot, or you lot then myself.

So it's for the best
I shoot through now.

You know what to do, and when
they turn 21, you'll do fine.

Where are you going?

To be a tree.

What?

I need some peace and quiet.

And do you remember the
last words I spoke to you?

'Put your clothes on.'

Put your clothes on.

You'll catch your death of cold.

So being a tree for 16 years

turns you into a whole
new person, does it?

I shed Elisabet back then.

And it was good for a few years,

being at one with the Earth and
all that hippy-dippy shit.

Certainly learned a hell of
a lot about how this planet works.

But to tell the truth,

I was getting a bit bored by the
time an opportunity arose.

Please stop!

I swear I didn't tell the police!
Don't! It wasn't me! Please!

I like to think of him as my little
offering in the form of fertiliser

to the forest that nurtured
me all those years.

I am your mother, Mikkel.

You know I am.

Why tell us now?

This quest you boys are on...

The one you're trying to stop.

Yeah, I am, because unimaginably bad
things will happen if you succeed.

Oh, last I heard it was because you
own this world,

and you didn't fancy
that situation changing.

I am the goddess of
prosperity, Mikkel.

Since I returned, I've built a
financial empire

that will
let us live like gods

until we're old and ready
to shed these human skins,

not waste your lives
in this stupid search

for a goddess who probably
doesn't exist.

Not when we can build
our own Asgard right here.

So we should live according
to your generosity?

Oh, I can be very generous.

Just ask Anders.

Anders is a greedy prick who's going
to get a slapping when he gets back.

All I'm asking is that you take
my suggestion to Axl and Ty

that we own this
world as a family,...

...instead of fighting over
a future that will kill us all.

That's all I'm asking.

The whole universe of mother
issues

that those boys will
be going through.

I know.

They're going to need
you more than ever.

I know.

Tacky piece of shit.

Bed.

Ooh, busted.

Get out. Get out!

Get out! Get out now!

Get out now! Get the
hell out of my room now!

You and that whore! Get out!

Get out!

I'm going to kill him!
One day I will kill that bastard!

Do it.

Go on, do it.

Did you go after her?

Yeah.

And is she our mother?

Was our mother. Axl, don't
go where it is you're going

Those goddesses trying to stop us

she's the boss of them, right?

Which means she's the one who
ordered them to kill me her son.

I suppose.
How messed up is that?

And don't you dare
say something lame like,

'Hey, welcome to the
world of gods, Axl.'

My own mother tried
to kill me, Mike.

Axl, go to bed, get some sleep
and try not to think about it.

What the hell kind of
thing is that to say?

It's a 3am thing to say.

We'll talk about this
in the morning.

You bet your arse we'll talk in the
morning, or my name's not Odin.

You're not Odin yet.
That's the whole point.

Do you have any idea
how cold it is here? Harden up.

Seriously, this place
is fucking freezing.

Wait till you get up north.
Now, that is cold.

Yeah, fantastic, I can't wait!

Why did you tell them?

Sorry?
My brothers. I thought we were going to do it together.

Seemed like the right time and place.

You could have waited
till I got back. Didn't see much point holding off.

But I really wanted to be there.

You know that thing I said
before about hardening up?

I wanted to see Mike's face.

Enough with the whining.

You've got a job to do.
Now go and do it. Go fetch.

I'm not a dog, you know.

Uh, in a way, you are.
Try not to get frostbite.

Morning.

Hi. You're in early.

Not for me, I'm not.

I thought you were going
to the party last night.

I did.

How was it?

The party?
Mm.

Uneventful.

There's an upside to her suggestion.

Which is what?

The bit where we're all rich sounds
inviting.

Plus living in peace and
harmony is good.

You don't think you're
a tad biased these days?

You're referring to my friendship
with Ingrid, aren't you?

If that's what you want to call it.

You might be right.

Can I remind you we're talking about
the woman who tried to kill me here?

Just so you know where I stand.

She is our mother.

Uh, yeah, thus making
it even more fucked up.

And the alternative is wasting our
lives on a fruitless quest

until you die
and we all go with you.

Axl, at the end of the day,
we will do what you want.

That's always been the case.
Nothing's changed.

Well, I want to carry
on with the quest.

Works for me.
But what if we never find her?

We'll find her.
You think?

Well, excuse me if I think
differently right about now,

'cause none of you have exactly
been outstanding

in finding Frigg
till now, have you?

So what makes me think it's
going to change any time soon?

- You have my word.
- Your word as what, Mike?

The god of hunting pussy?
The god of playing stupid games?

As the brother who raised you
after that woman abandoned us.

So you wanna find the Frigg?

Well, beats getting into bed with
the mother who tried to kill me.

That doesn't sound right.

Then forget everything she says.
Forget her bullshit and let's do it.

Now?
Right now.

Yeah, good work, Mike!

I didn't bring us here deliberately.

If we're here, it's for a reason.

Happy hour?

Works for me.

Brilliant!

Brilliant, Mike!
Just brilliant!

I tell you what, in future, why
don't you leave the looking to me?

Why don't I just do this whole thing
all on my own?

I mean, I can't be
any worse at it than you, eh?

Baldr?

Kvasir?

Come back here, you
slippery little prick!

Who the hell is Kvasir?

God.
Of what? Hobos?

Wisest of all the gods.
No way.

Man, he's fast for a wino.

Hey. Hey, Olaf. How's things?

Pay what you owe me.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Um, about that...

Whoa there!

Bad idea, Grandpa. Bad idea.

I loved that truck.

That trick
was a piece of shit.

Is that why you set fire to it?

Ah, you are Kvasir,
made from all of us.

A god asks you a question,
you must answer.

I lit a few candles to get
the mood going

while I was banging
that teacher you brought with you.

I mean, I can't believe
you're still angry at me !

You were banging my girlfriend

in my house truck,
which you then destroyed.

We were on acid. Candles seemed
like a good idea at the time.

Do you have any idea what
they're talking about?

Nambassa, 1979.

While I was watching
the Little River Band,

this arsehole burnt
my house truck to the ground.

I want a new one!

Do I look
like I'm made of money?

Made of piss, more like.

Oh, you always had
a cruel streak, Baldr.

So, you're Odin, eh?
I heard you were back.

Hey, don't change the subject.
You owe me a truck.

It was 30 years ago.
Give it up, you hairless freak.

Oh, up yours, spit boy!

Come on! Come on, then!

Grandpa, leave it.

And I want compensation for all
the weed that was in that truck.

Grandpa, act your age.

Well, that's not going
to happen, is it?

We're just gonna settle
down, OK? We'll sort this.

Don't let that prick get away.

So where did you
hear that I was Odin?

Just around.

So you're the wisest
of all the gods?

What's it to you?
And you have to answer any question another god asks you?

Is it any wonder I drink?

Bunch of morons and slags asking
me stupid bloody questions.

So how do I find Frigg?

Come on, you have to
answer the question.

You don't. You don't find her.

I mean, what kind
of namby-pamby pussy Odin

runs around like a tool
looking for his goddess?

If you are truly Odin,
she will come to you.

But I can't truly become
Odin until I find her.

But to find her, you must be Odin.

But I can't.
But you must. Well, how?

The soul of the Father
in the body of an idiot.

To become a god,
you must first become a man.

I am a man.
Shut up and listen!

To become a god, you
must first become a man,

and when the man is a man,
the man will become a god

and then the goddess
will reveal herself.

Is that clear?
No.

Thor's underpants.
How much clearer do you want it?

A lot would be good.

I need a piss.

So what you're saying is that
I'm not actually a man yet,

so I'm not worthy of?

Hey, a bit of privacy.

Is that too much to ask?
Yeah, sorry.

So what you're saying
is that even though I'm 21

and I've been through
the whole god-ceremony thing,

I'm not actually a man yet,

so I'm not worthy of being a God.
Right? Is that it?

Yeah, something like that, yeah.

So to be Odin, I need to be
a man worthy of being Odin, right?

Uh-huh.

OK, I think I get where you're
coming from.

If I do that,
then Frigg will come to me?

Uh-huh.
So how do I become a man?

Come on, you have to
answer the question.

I promise I will be cool.

No, no, no, no, no!
What the hell did you do?

I don't know. He was
just taking a piss and You let him?!

Was that not allowed?

I'll find you, you bastard!
You'll pay for what you did!

Kvasir is wise

because he's created from the
saliva of all the other gods.

Ugh!
So he has the power

to turn himself
into a liquid when he needs to.

That's how he escaped from me
at Nambassa down the long-drop.

Good work, Axl!
Well, a heads-up would have been nice.

We'll keep looking, I promise.

That's cool, Mike. That's cool.

So what we need to do
is turn you into a man.

Apparently.

Aren't you a man already?

It seems I'm not.

OK, starting with the basics

is all your man equipment present
and correct?

Yes.

Just ruling out the obvious.

What if by man, Kvasir
meant, like, warrior?

That would make sense, given
all the Norse-god fighting shit.

So it's kind of a Jedi thing.

Cool.

Excellent.

I think we're up and
running here, my Lord Odin.

Up and running, my Freki friend.
Let the men become men.

Woof.

And then she will come to you.

Sweet.

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