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With speed, I became the ultimate version of myself.

The more days I was awake,

the more exciting it became.

Lack of sleep is like a drop of acid on top of the speed.

“A plane hit World Trade Center in New York...”

On day 3,

you really start to get in good shape.

You fixate on an intense sense of horniness,

which has been growing since day one.

You are now experiencing a whole new level of horny.

It is time for…

… the speed wank.

A sex ritual with yourself,

which can potentially destroy your dick if no one stops you.

It’s as if you are Gollum,

and your dick is the ring.

It takes an eternity to come,

which makes you willing to sacrifice everything to make it happen.

FUCK

Have you seen Pål?

You now have a PhD in fucking.

Your only goal is to make this person cum in ways they’ve never cum before.

This never fucking happened.

No…

This ecstasy is not fucking working.

0 DAYS LEFT

I think that’s just as well.

Because today we’re going to pay Freddy.

Could you help me count?

I keep losing track.

What kind of crap is this?

Can’t sell this shit.

Where’s Monica?

Have you tried eating?

I told you, I’ve had four already.

I mean food, you idiot.

No wonder they don’t work if you haven’t eaten in three days.

KIDS IN CRIME

"PAYDAY 9/11"

It helped, right?

Fucking hell!

We’re missing 12 grand.

Stop that. Can’t deal with that stuff right now.

“Stop”?

Just because you’re finally tripping… Deal with reality, man.

Cut it out.

Marius the Cunt owes us exactly 12 grand.

We have to go see him now.

Put on some trance.

What the fuck is this?

There you are. Help me out with this guy.

What the fuck is this?

Am I supposed to get the money from Marius alone? You wreck!

Just take my car and leave me alone.

Who’s Marius?

The cunt from my class.

He’s fucking awful.

- Yes, these are the days, Pål. - Monica, throw him out.

Marius!

Marius!

What are you doing, Tommy?

Fuck…

Today, you’re fucking paying, Marius.

Relax, you’ll get the money tomorrow.

No. Now!

I see a TV. A home theater.

- Get a grip. - "Get a grip"?

- Yes. - You get a fucking grip.

What the hell?

- What are you doing? - Shut up.

If I remember correctly, your dad has a shotgun or two.

And I know those are not deactivated.

You can’t sink that low, Tommy.

Shut up, you fucking cunt.

Tommy?

Meet my ex-girlfriend, Susanne.

Just cough up that money fucking quick, okay?

Otherwise, we’ll give you hell.

- Okay? - That’s alright, Tommy.

To Tommy From Freddy

What the fuck?

- Give me the keys. - Huh?

What’s up?

No, no, no, no, no…

Who is it?

Who is it?

No, no, no, no, no… We’re not home.

We’re not home.

- Hi. - Hi, Dad.

I brought you this.

- Thanks. - Yeah…

Are you… Are you alone here?

No…

What’s this?

It’s just a suggestion, but…

I’m thinking we should find you a spot in a…

… juvenile home.

I know a place that is very good.

Fucking dickhead!

Don’t you think I get this is your idea, huh?

Get out of the car, you dirty whore.

Are you going to send me to a work colony, too?

Have me sterilized and lobotomized?

You foul bitch.

If it wasn’t for you, Mom would be alive today.

Pål! Pål!!

Come here.

I’m happy here, Dad. I’m with Pål.

Pål has secured a Speedway contract in Australia.

We’re moving there together, the two of us.

Is that so?

- Correct. - How fun.

- Speedway and everything. - Yeah.

I think I’ve seen you somewhere…

Maybe in the newspaper or something, could that be?

Probably.

You brought my parents a cake?

What was in that cake?

Wait here.

"The world is in shock."

JIMMY DICE

Jimmy!

Well, that was about time.

Where’s Mom?

Did you bring the green ones?

I said, where is she?

She’s in there, whining.

She’s been lying there for two days now.

Is that Freddy boy?

Only give three to Kitty. The rest is for me.

My goodness, Mom…

- Mom? - Yes.

- Are you okay? - I’m fine.

Just that damn back.

Have you brought any roofies?

You need to take it easy, Mom.

Can’t be partying like this anymore.

You’re too old, you know. Time to retire.

That’s not what this is about, Freddy.

This is just a bug.

Do you have any green ones?

Here. You can have one.

Have you eaten anything yet?

Yes.

What?

A slice of bread.

How’s Monica doing?

Haven’t seen her in a long time.

She’s doing well.

You’re taking good care of her, right?

Yes, I am.

That’s good.

She’s my darling girl, you know.

Are you doing it in there, or what?

Regarding the money, Freddy…

I’m 12 000 short. I brought this as collateral in the meantime. Fuck...

Regarding the money…

I’m 12 000 short. I brought this as collateral in the meantime.

Freddy, give me the medicine.

Do you have money?

Of course I have money. Don’t be rude.

Merry Christmas, Smoothie.

I get my benefits tomorrow, Freddy. Come back then.

Jimmy, I need to talk to you. Come.

- What is it? - You need to take better care of Mom, Jimmy.

What the fuck are you saying?

I’m doing my best, Freddy.

I’m the one who asked you to bring her medicine, right?

You would’ve thanked me if you’d seen how much I do for that woman.

You should’ve seen her the day before yesterday. Wouldn’t feel sorry for her then.

She and Smoothie here were crawling around on the floor,

talking to small green men.

Right? In that carpet there.

Do you think she’ll last long if you continue like this?

Pull yourself together for a bit.

Make sure she eats something, other than alcohol and drugs. Okay?

Do you remember that goddamn cat?

What the fuck was her name again?

Black-Maja.

When she had kittens that time…

You must have been around 6-7 years old.

And Kitty…

She carried those poor suckers into the garage.

8-9 of them.

And put them in plastic bags.

Then she took the hammer.

And bludgeoned them one after the next.

And then you came, rolling over on your bike.

And you asked “why are you doing this?”

Do you know what Mom said?

She said…

- “I’m killing …" - “what I can’t take care of."

Yes...

Later that evening, when Kitty and I had gone to bed...

Do you know what I asked her?

If you kill what you don’t manage to take care of,

why the hell is your son still alive?

She couldn’t fucking take care of you, Freddy…

Why the hell do you bother caring?

Haven’t I taught you better?

This is Sarpsborg, Freddy.

Saint Olaf…

Sparta...

Do you know what they did with useless boys in Sparta?

They threw them off a cliff.

Straight into the sea.

We’re 12 000 short, so I brought this as collateral in the meantime.

- Family, you know… - Yeah.

Hey, Freddy…

Regarding the money...

Have you ever tried the Smurf mix?

Roofies and speed straight up your nose.

Turns you into a psychopath, this stuff.

- Want some? - No, I’ll have a normal one.

Driving today.

I hear you've got a house.

Mhm.

You and Pål, or what?

Yes.

Where’s Monica, then?

Is she missing?

Do you know where she is, or what?

No...

That crazy bitch.

She stole 10 000 from me last week and took off.

Fucking hell… Not even Bandidos would have tried that.

Big day today, Tommy. Pay day.

- Yeah... - Huh?

Yes.

Let me see it.

We…

We’re 12 000 short…

So...

I brought this as collateral in the meantime.

What is this, Tommy?

Did you steal it from your mom?

Oh, Tommy…

You don’t steal from your mom, do you?

Does someone owe you money, Tommy?

Marius the Cunt.

Marius... the Cunt?

Yes… Old soccer pal.

And he’s fucking my ex, too.

Fuck that. Guys like that…

… who are sleeping with your woman,

those need to die.

The worst kind I know.

Here you go.

You need one, right?

Is this a suicide attempt?

Do you want to die?

- Do you want to die? - No!

Who the fuck are you really? Do you want to continue in this game?

- Yes! - Yes what?

I want to continue.

So, why the fuck are you not with that cunt, smashing his face in with a hammer?

Huh!?

Let me tell you what I see in you.

Evil.

I see it in your eyes. I saw it the first time you were here.

You have such fucked up thoughts sometimes, that you think you’re fucked up in the head. Right?

Know what? That’s because you ARE fucked up in the head.

Just like me.

People like us are born for crime.

So get a grip.

Here.

Do you have a plan, Tommy?

Do you have a plan?

Do you accept weapons?

Why do you ask?

Marius’ dad has a rifle.

If you give me money, Tommy, we’re even.

If you give me weapons, we’re on the next level.

Good, Tommy. You’re using that fucked up head of yours.

- Pål and I will go and get it tonight. - No way.

Without you, Pål would be lying tied-up and skinned in the basement now.

Pål is a junkie. Do you get that?

Now you go to that cunt.

And you return with weapons and money.

- You have one day. - Okay.

Go. I’m expecting visitors.

Hey, Tommy!

Give him hell.

Were you serious when you said that about Australia?

Yes.

You can’t just say stuff like that. You get that?

Yo.

- What did Freddy say? - We get until tomorrow.

- That’s good. - Sorry about earlier.

Don’t worry about it.

Tomorrow we have a job to do.

And you have to help me.

English subtitles by Maja E. V. Olsen