All language subtitles for Huset (2023) - S1E4

- You got back in.
- Lucky me.

Push the leg underneath the cuffs.
It's brilliant, but illegal as fuck.

- Why didn't you visit him?
- I've been banned, so I can't visit.

You need to make another trip.

Asger.

- It's bad in the shower.
- We need an ambulance!

Move!

I'm sorry. Time's up.

My colleague will walk you out.

- Give Dad my best.
- Yes, I will. See you.

This one's for Glock!

I'm gonna kill you!

What the hell do you want,
fucking Paki?!

Told you I'd get you, you little rat!

PRISONER

Okay, she left.

Stand up, please. I'm gonna scan you.

She's just a whore, dammit.

Put that away, man.

How come
the Hulk has a full stash again?

Listen. We search their cells
as much as we search yours.

He's got all the business.
How come?

He doesn't share
his business model with me.

The boys are getting testy. They don't
have spliffs and can smell the Pakis'.

This campaign wasn't my idea.
It'll be back to normal soon.

- I'd be worried if I were you.
- We're on it.

You guys cut up Glock with a toothbrush.
Then you and Ghaleeb had it out.

Keeping warm?

- You got some weed?
Is everything okay here?

- Yeah.
- Do you mind?

- Mind what?
- You're over us all the time.

I constantly got a light up my ass.

Relax, Mix.

- You need to fucking relax.
- Back off!

I haven't fucking touched you.

Back off now
or I'll put you away for 48 hours.

- Mix, come here.
- Leave me alone.

What the fuck are you staring at?
Did you catch it all?

- Come on, then!
- Mix!

- Take it easy, boys.
- He's fucking fronting me!

Go chill. Got it?

- Did you work up a sweat?
- Let's go. Your outdoor time is over.

Hey, you gotta do something for us
when you're out.

- Henrik? We're missing one.
- What?

Henrik?

- Where the hell is Mix?
- Henrik to John. Find Mix.

- What's going on, Mix?
- I fell.

Who helped you fall?

Can I get up
or do you wanna continue the pop quiz?

- I just wanna go to my cage.
- Let's get you back. Come.

I heard Glock survived.

Mix will get over the brass knuckles,
too. Let them beat each other up.

This is gonna be nice.

- Hi, Miriam.
- Hey there.

- Do you want some basbousa?
- Almost done.

Was it you guys?

Us? What was?

We gotta teach Mix some manners.
For your sake.

I'll watch my own back. Thanks.

They're ready in five.

Have some basbousa.

- It's down there.
- Right.

Where are you gonna sleep, sweetheart?

- Hi, Torsten. Welcome.
- Hi. Thanks.

I'm Rose. I'm the director.

If you have any complaints
about cold coffee, just come to me.

- It looks nice in here.
- We just need a couple more things.

- I wanna go home now.
- It's actually lunchtime now.

I heard they got sandwiches today.

But you gotta hurry
to get the best ones.

- Okay.
- Let's go have a Look, okay?

- Yes. I'm not picky, you know?
- That's great.

- Yes.
- So that won't be an issue. Nice.

- Is my mom in here?
Your mom will be here soon, okay?

- Just follow Torsten and me.
- Okay.

- I need more soap.
- I'll get you some.

We got a rat.
And he's gotta get smoked out fast.

We have some suspects
so you gotta be careful.

And we need a mobile phone.

- I want a meeting with Khaled.
- He's in Sweden.

- Then set one up when he's back.
- Okay. You got it.

Yes, and the next one.

Benjamin, come on in.

- Take off the lid, please.
- Okay.

Hey, Look somewhere else.

It's worse having a lady on the outside
than not having one.

- What do you mean?
- We don't talk. I can't even call her.

Why not?

She tried bringing me a mobile phone.
And she got busted.

Now she's banned for half a year.
No visits or phone calls.

- She's drifting away.
- No, she's not, Benji.

We're writing letters back and forth.

Did you ever write a letter?
It sucks.

Here it comes.

Here.

I'm afraid
they might get a hit on hash.

- Did you start smoking again?
- Just a little.

I can't sleep. I need something.

Fuck.

- I'm under a lot of pressure.
- Benji, shut the fuck up.

I can't fucking use you
if you're put in the hole, right?

Use me? Alright.
Make sure you don't miss.

- Be careful you won't... I won't spill.
- Fuck off.

You got something for me?
On Panik or the Hulk?

Can you get me a mobile phone?
- What?

You wanna be a competent guard.
I wanna talk to my girlfriend.

- Fucking forget it.
- Then you can scratch this agreement.

You wanna advance, right? That's fine.
And I just wanna talk to my girl.

Next time I'm on night duty,
you can call her.

But then you gotta
have something for me.

- Fuck off. Is it clean?
- Get out.

- Okay, Benjamin. Next!
- One jar of clean urine.

Hey.

Hey. Pizza?

- I'm having a dinner party.
- At my, uh, our place? With one pizza?

- Yeah, it's just me.
- I don't eat stuff like that.

Well, you're not invited.

Hey.

Benji wants to talk to you.
You can talk on my next night shift.

Well, thanks a lot.

His birthday is today.
Hooray, hooray, hooray!

And he will get his presents soon.
That's why we sing this birthday tune.

While we drink hot chocolate
and eat tons of cake.

Congrats, bro.

Come on!
One, two, three! Blow!

- Cut it, cut it!
- I want a big peace.

Tommy, Tommy-Lisa?

Soda for the guys.

Come on. Fill the cups.
- I love Coke.

- This is good.
Yeah, it's really good.

- Hansen to Henrik. How far are you?
- I'm almost done.

Perfect. Check the cans in C2.

Are you okay? With your wife and all?

Take it easy.
I know I'm useful to you.

- Useful?
- Yeah, yeah.

Flirting with a guard
enables you to do some blackmailing.

- I'm sure that's a plus in here.
- Probably. But I'm not using you.

- Do you need me for anything?
- Hopefully not.

I have an unescorted leave coming up.
And I have a room at a motel close by.

As long as I'm back by 8 pm,
I can do whatever the fuck I want.

Stop by.

- Henrik?
- Yeah.

- This guy's gotta go.
- I'll be right there.

Why can't we go see the social worker?

Because she has to come here
to check out our place.

Dammit, this shit always happens.

We’ll just tell her
that I fell on my bike.

It's total loser style.

Maybe you should go to the mall
while she's here.

I can't be alone with her.

- What about your mom?
- She's not a show-and-tell mom.

I'll stay.

Use the ashtray! How hard can it be?

Tina, we'll shine this place up.
And I bought fruit and candles.

Well, someone's in there.

- Did he fall off the wagon?
- No, no. He's got the man flu.

But he doesn't want Tina getting sick
so he's at my place.

I've met many addicts
and alcoholics at the prison.

She hasn't been to jail.
She's a prison guard.

Right. Thank you.

But staying clean is hard work.
It requires help.

And we help each other.

I'm glad to hear that.
A strong network is important.

But in the end, it's up to the addict.
And you have your battles.

It's important to be
with the right people.

And I'm here for them.

But we're worried about Asger.
We always have been and still are.

Would I have better chances
as a single mom? Without Asger?

I can't deny that.

- Thanks, you too.
- Greetings, my lady.

Greetings, my lord.

- You stay bored now.
- Not today. I'm gonna be a grandma.

And today I'll get to know
whether it's a boy or a girl.

- You got kids?
Yes, a son. Asger.

You're just full of surprises.

- Here.
- Thank you.

Coming through with my keys.

Okay. That's exciting.
- Very.

It's a boy!

Congratulations!
It's a good day after all.

Yes, as a grandma.

You gotta be quiet.

No, just leave it. Come on.

We'll go this way.

- Dial 0 to reach the outside.
- Okay.

In here...

Can I get some alone time?

- You got something for me?
- Well...

There's a nice lump
over the can by the fire alarm.

Ghaleeb and Youssef
were bragging about it.

- Can I call her now?
- Next time, give me more than that.

Sammi.

Thank you.

...we were fucking troublemakers,
Sammi and I.

- Have you cut yourself?
- Well, you know.

Benji. Yes or no?
Can't help you out here.

You don't get it.

Yes, I get that
you're under a lot of pressure.

Babe, I’m sorry.
I just need to see you.

- And now you're fucking banned.
- That wasn't my decision, right?

Listen. I got an early shift tomorrow.
I gotta go to bed.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Good night.

- Close the door?
Nah. How did it go?

It was fine. Yeah.
Really nice. Thank you.

Hey, man. Something's off.

I don't know. Youssef and Ghaleeb
usually speak Arabic about this stuff

- but they didn't.

They spoke Danish?
- Yes.

- Do you think they're up to something?
- No, just relax.

- It's just because, you know...
- Benji, I got it.

- Good night.
- Are you sure?

- Good night.
- Okay. See you.

- You're still awake?
- He's cut himself again.

I'm so fucking tired of him.

Wanna help me with this bottle?

- It tastes really bad.
This Polish orderly sells it for 50.

50 kroner? That's a rip-off.

Did Benji mention that I've been banned?

The longer he's locked up,
the more crazy he gets.

Right.

Was he as fucked up
when you were little?

No.

Back then, I was the weird one.

But now you're helping your friend.

You're not like him.

- You don't fuck with your girlfriends.
- Well...

I haven't had
that many real girlfriends.

You don't say.

I don't know if I'm the right one.
For Benji.

- I don't know if I am either.
- No.

Drink up. Come on.

Fuck, this tastes bad.
I can't drink this fucking shit.

Sammi, keep it short.

We need to stop the searches.
At least in A2.

Say that again?

They hid something in the bathroom
that they want us to find.

I think they put out traps
to find the rat.

Okay.

- Sille? We'll skip this one.
- Hold on.

- No search today.
- We just got ready for A2.

Which part didn't you understand?

Are you having a bad day?

Five more weeks and this show is over.

Calm down!
I said, calm down

Let go of him, man!

Back off!

- Shut the fuck up!
- Shut up!

Hey. Keep your head down.
All the way down.

- Take it easy.
- Relax!

Said shut up!

Everything okay?
- Yeah.

- Stay down.
- Shut the fuck up!

This was after the fight.

As you can see,
we got it under control.

It looks intense,
but it's all by the book.

What happened to that one?

We had some cut eyebrows
and knife wounds.

Nothing serious.
We got there fast.

How do you prevent this
from happening again?

We're about to close down C2 and A2.
We don't have enough staff.

We'll lock them all in their cells,
and they'll stay there for now.

- Let's watch them do that.
- We'll videotape it as instructed.

As long as you do that, we're good.

- I think it’s running.
- Is it on? I just need to...

- Sille, focus.
- Okay. Planned use of force.

Great. Let's go, guys.
Let's do this.

- We're just doing our jobs.
- It's always the same!

Back to your cells, now!

You know what?
Don't talk like that. Stop it.

Hey! Don't you try to hit me.

- Get inside.
- Inside now? Okay.

Move it.

We're just doing our jobs.

Okay, we're Locking it down.
Get inside your cells.

Holy shit, huh?

- That was the last one, Henrik.
- We're done with A2.

Not now. I'm busy. Later.

- I'm sorry. Time flies.
- That's fine.

What's up, Helge?

- This one's for you.
- And what is it?

This complaint goes out
unless you stop collective punishment.

You locked up everyone.

Not just the ones
who were in the fight.

Stop, Mix. It's not funny.

You make the rules,
you prosecute and you judge.

- That's not how it works outside.
- It works differently on the inside.

Coincidentally, none of the
powerful inmates were in the fight.

- Yes. I wasn't there.
- No.

- We didn't see you, Mix.
- So why punish him?

To avoid the powerful inmates
giving orders to the weaker ones.

- Did you give out any orders?
- No.

- Can you actually prove this?
- Thank you for a great meeting.

I think they're getting close
to deciding which prison to close.

Maybe you'd prefer one complaint less.
You'd like to keep your jobs, right?

Thanks for a great meeting.
This copy is for you.

Let's go, Mix.

- Go, Helge!
- Keep it down.

We should move up in the ranks
and talk to an adult.

Yes. Let's gather the kings for
a parent-teacher meeting in the yard.

- Differential treatment? Racist pigs.
- What do you mean?

Our hands are tied like dogs.
But what about him?

What do you expect, brownie?
Can you spell race discrimination?

- Have you heard of transfer of power?
- Take it easy, guys.

- Seriously. Is this necessary?
- Yes.

You bet.

This meeting isn't taking place.

- None of us are here, okay?
- What do you want?

Big fights
will get our prison shut down.

- It's not my prison.
- But you want things to stay calm.

So what do you want?

- You want us to save your prison?
- Yes, please consider that.

Peace and quiet for the next four weeks
will make a difference.

- Fuck with me and I fuck with you.
- How about some manners?

- Who's raising your stepson now?
- There's a lot going on right now.

- I heard Glock got his teeth brushed.
- What's that?

You're not here,
and you have no opinions.

Just think about
how you'd like to serve your sentence.

Do you want to see more
than just the inside of your cells?

- We'll restore order out here.
- How?

We'll stay down by the workshops,
and you stay in the other end.

Do we agree?

Great. You can go back to your wings.

Let's go.

Okay. Let's open up again.

This is good.

- No.
How do I bring it back down?

- Try the other thing again.
- What the hell is this?

- It's crazy.
- This bed is strange, huh?

You should cook pork chops
for his first night home.

He's arriving soon.

Everything's fine, sweetheart.

We do our best to reduce his pain.

He's not in pain.
He forgot Martin's dead.

I'm the one in pain when he keeps...

- Maybe you could try playing along.
- What do you mean?

Make him think Martin is coming back,
if he feels good about that.

Certain things you don't lie about.

Come here.

There you go. Relax.
Lie on your side.

Hold on. Dammit.

Hey, uh...

- What the hell are you doing?
- Hold on.

Stop, stop.

I don't know what the hell you've
done before. This isn't like that.

Okay?

I'd like to look at you.
We're in no rush.

- Okay.
- This is a good thing.

It's supposed to feel nice.
What you're doing there -

- I can get any time
at some fucking random place.

My parole hearing is coming up.

- I'm fucking nervous.
- Don't be. It's not that difficult.

Some things you wanna say
and some you leave out.

So what do I say
and what do I leave out?

- That's what you need me for.
- Aren't we past that?

Huh? Aren't we past that?

You're clean, right?

- My piss has been clean for two years.
- Say that. And you can live here?

My friend runs this place.
He'll make me some sort of janitor.

That's really good.
So you have a place to stay and a job.

That's important.
But don't say it's your friend.

Say family.
We're not too fond of old friends.

- Will your parents help you?
- No.

No.
No?

Say there was some trouble at Nyborg,
but no incidents at the House.

- Your anger management is on point.
- Yes.

Right. And then there's me.

I'll be holding your hand.
I'm your contact person.

- What do I do?
- Shit. Go to the bathroom.

Are you Tommy?
- Yeah.

Three eggs. You know what to do.
Don't fuck it up.

- Fuck.
Have they gone?

- What's going on?
They're Panik's pushers.

- Did they see me?
- No, they didn't.

- Fuck.
- I can kiss my parole goodbye.

Three Kinder Eggs.
Six grams of hash in each.

What the hell do I do with this?

Hold on.

- Let me think.
- Who are you calling?

- What's up, Henrik?
- Hey, John, it's me.

- Are you on night duty tonight?
- Yes. And Judo, I think.

What if I take it?
- My shift?

I wanna get out of
a parent meeting tonight.

- That's fine.
- Yes! Thank you!

- Now what?
- I just took the night shift.

Fuck.

You asked for a meeting.

This has to stop.
You need to stop. Or I'll report you.

You do searches like crazy.

We put out traps and you stop.

- I don't know why.
- It's your rat.

He finds out about the traps
and squeals.

We're selling your last delivery and
we'll let you know when we need more.

I don't wanna do this anymore.
It has to stop.

Get me the name of the rat
and we can talk about it.

And if I get tired of waiting

- I'll invite
your Asger over for coffee.

And I'LL make it
with boiling oil and sugar.

I think you know that recipe.

They say it's written on your back.

Find the rat.

- Take over from here?
- You bet, Benny.

- Have a good night.
- You too.

Just look at me when we're in there.

Hey, that's Tommy.
Wanna take off your clothes?

- I got the inmate, you take the bag.
- Sure?

You're not tired
of looking at assholes yet?

Never are.

- Let's do it then.
- Yup.

Great. And run your hands
through your hair, please.

Thank you.
And let's check out your teeth.

Raise your tongue.
Looking good.

Let's look at the ears while I’m at it.
That was one ear.

And the other one. Thank you.

Turn around,
squat and give me a cough.

Can we get a cough?

Thank you, that's great.
Get back up.

That was all. You passed.

- Did you have a good day, Tommy?
- It was actually really nice.

But all good things
come to an end, right?

Can you tell us
about your living situation?

My half brother runs a motel -

- and he'll hire me as a janitor.

So there's a job opportunity
connected to your living situation?

Yes.

- That's great.
- Fine.

You've been charged
several times for physical assault.

I've had to face my demons -

- and work on different issues.
Otherwise I wouldn't be here.

But I completed
the anger management course -

- and that has really helped.

Is it your intention to continue this
with your...

.. your aggressions?

It's not my intention
to continue my aggressions.

- I want to keep working with them.
- Great.

Have a seat to the right.

Does anybody have any comments?

He's shown good behavior in the House.

- What about his leaves?
- No issues.

But he was transferred from Nyborg
based on some severe acts of violence.

Yes. But that's a long time ago.

- Come on in, Tommy.
- Thanks.

Tommy, we looked at your case

and agreed to grant your parole

- which you've applied for.

If all goes as expected,
you'll be out -

on the 9th after breakfast.

That is if you can take the high road
on the final stretch.

- You just need to sign here.
- Don't worry. You won't even notice me.

Perfect.

Thank you.

Gert?

What? Can't it wait?

I got a hint that next time
Ghaleeb has a visitor -

- he'll try to get some cash out.

That's from our canary?
And it's not a trap?

- It's not a trap.
- Okay.

I'll give it to Henrik and John
to keep you out of it.

Great. Anything else?
- No.

- What are you doing?
- I just wanted to punch something.

You're doing it all wrong.
You gotta do it like this.

Got it?

- I did it on purpose.
- Did what?

- Got banned from visiting Benji.
- Okay?

I don't know how to break up with him.

Just don't have the energy
to deal with him.

You don't get shit, huh?
Such a fucking retard.

- Stop it.
- And you hook him up with phone calls.

- Stop.
- No, I won't!

- I just wanna help.
- Stop making him call me!

I don't wanna talk to him.
Stop helping him! It's not helping

Sammi?

Mess.

Yeah.

- Here you go.
We got new pee sticks.

Okay. Great.

Did Collie leave this here?

It's the key to the hole.
It goes in the box.

Glock gets out of hospital Friday. Gert
is moving him to a max security prison.

They say he's okay.

- Maybe this is the weekend?
- What?

That you’ll see my place.

It took you a Long time not to answer.

- Yes?
- Letter pickup.

Yes. Step outside.

Do you want a kiss?

Calling John.
Ghaleeb's brother has landed.

My brother was a bully,
but he calmed down after getting a dog.

- He's got a dog?
- Yeah, my mom's not happy about it.

- It's a small shepherd.
- I got a shepherd, too.

- Is it a bitch or boy?
- Boy.

Are you meeting your brother?
- Yes, he's here.

That's nice. Really.
Did you get a new hoodie?

- Yes, I just bought it.
- Cool.

- Do you like it?
- Yeah.

- What are you wearing underneath?
- Underneath? Just a T-shirt.

Okay. Will you show me?
- Rather not, actually.

- Why not?
- I don't feel like it.

- I'm just curious.
- Come on.

- I don't have time.
- Stop it. Just Let him see it.

Requesting backup. Attack on a guard.
- Attack?

- Copy that.
You call this an attack?

- I haven't touched you.
- But you probably will.

- Stop that.
- What the hell are you doing?

Ghaleeb, goddammit.

My hair! Let go!

My hair! Let go! Let go of me!

- Get him on his belly!
- Yes.

On your belly!

Grab his arm.

- Do you feel it? Huh?
- Henrik, take this one.

I can't breathe.

- Okay, take it easy.
- Stay down, stay down.

You'll be back in your cell soon.

- What are you doing?
- I've got it.

- This should teach you.
- Stop that. Take if off.

You want me to stop?
Tell Ghaleeb to stop.

- Take that thing off!
- Don't argue in front of inmates.

He just needs to calm down.
Okay, Ghaleeb?

You don't kick people in the head.
- Henrik.

- Come here.
- John, you got him.

- Don't argue in front of...
- I don't fucking care!

- Relax.
- That leglock is illegal.

He kicked Sille.
You want him to get away with it?

- Shut the fuck up.
- What?!

Don't hide behind him.
Come here if you wanna say something!

- Relax!
- Take it easy!

- Hey!
- Stop that! Be quiet.

- Tell him that.
- Shut up. Shut up, okay?

Is he your bodyguard?

- Big, fucking hairy monkey bodyguard.
- Ghaleeb?

Ghaleeb?

Ghaleeb? Ghaleeb?

Hey, he's not breathing!
Ghaleeb! Get them off!

- Relax, okay. Ghaleeb?
- Get them off!

Ghaleeb? Ghaleeb!

- Come on! Come on!
- Turn him over now!

Come on!

Machine is ready.
- Set him free!

Stay calm.
Assess Level of consciousness.

Clear the patient's airways.
- Put them on.

- Place the electrodes on the chest...
- Fuck!

Don't touch the patient.
Analyzing.

- Shock recommended.
- Alright. Move!

Press the flashing button.

- Perform cardiac massage.
- Come on, breathe.

- Come on!
- Come on!

We need an ambulance
to the Federal Prison Region West.

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