I remembered a joke. It's funny.
A man and his wife were having sex one night,
when their young son suddenly enters the room.
Wait a moment. Are we going in the right direction?
Olav!
Where is it? I don't see anything.
Just keep going. It's not far.
I'll let you know when we get there.
Okay. Continue the joke.
The boy gets scared and runs out of the room, crying.
The mother says: "Honey, now what should we do?"
You know women...
The father says: "Let me handle this."
Then he goes to the child's bedroom. He opens the door...
and the boy is lying on top of his grandmother.
Having sex with her!
He's wildly going up and down, up and down.
And then he looks at the father and says:
"You play with mine, I play with yours, right?"
Stop!
Is it here?
We're on top of it.
Don't move! Don't move!
Turn on the lights.
Oh my God!
Careful.
Edvard!
You got back. - Of course.
For our discovery! Cheers!
There is nothing here. -No.
It's underneath it. -Yeah.
Careful.
Be careful!
Hell! Let's get the others!
Put it out, dammit!
What do you guys think we should do?
Peder, bring that thing.
We have four missing persons. We have no helicopter or radio.
You made a mistake bringing them here. More people could die.
Sander, we don't know if they are dead or not.
That's enough.
Burn in hell.
Yes, that's it.
All done.
Grenades.
Let's go, Lars. - Okay.
Let's finish them off!
Take it easy.
Damn! Try to put it out!
Open your mouth.
Come on!
It's your turn. Open your mouth!
Open your mouth.
She wants us to get the Americans. - Let's go then.
Let's go!
She is smart.
Yes.
She has control now.
Shit! They have escaped.
Lars, let's go back inside.
No. We have to find them.
Lars, be careful! They're not human!
Lars!
Lars! Wait!
Peder...
Calm down.
The threat isn't here. It's out there.
The Americans are the real enemy.
He's right, Peder.
Peder! They took Lars!
We gotta help him!
Peder, they have Lars. The enemy is out there.
Where is Lars? Where is Lars?
Peder, don't listen to them!
They killed Lars! They killed him!
Burn them! Burn them!
Peder? Peder?
It's gonna catch fire! It will explode!
Edvard?
Help! Help me!
Oh my God!
Hello? Can anybody hear me?
Hello?
Anyone?
Edvard?
Hello?
Lars, it's me.
Hello?
Lars? Lars, it's Matias.
Open your mouth. - What?
Do as I say, now!
What the hell is gloing on? Lars, it's me, Matias.
That's no dog. Start the helicopter, now!
Lift it up! Now! Hurry!