Yes, but there's no guarantee that...
- Is there any coffee? - ...the seller will accept...
There's no... There's no guarantee that...
Yes, but there's no guarantee that the seller...
Can I get back to you once I've had a look at this contract?
I'mbuying a motherfucking espresso machine today.
Sure, buy a motherfucking espresso machine.
A new one. We've had this for 100 years now.
- Jonna, what the hell! - "What the hell!"
- For fuck's sake! - "For fuck's sake!"
I'm sorry.
No, it's my fault. I interrupted your call.
It was motherfucking disrespectful.
It's like having a conversation with Tony Soprano.
- What's happening in there? - "I kill people at nighttime"...
You can be "fucking disrespectful" with me...
I need to finish editing the movie tonight.
There's a lot of work to do. It could take all night.
- Will you stay over in Copenhagen? - Yeah, maybe.
Should I worry?
No, you shouldn't worry. I'm not having an affair.
I'm serious. But I have lots to do. Lots.
- You'd better not lie. See you. - Yeah.
Sam?
What are you watching?
Larsa filmed you setting fire to the car.
- What if it ends up on YouTube? - Then I'll delete it.
Larsa has a copy of it, so...
Listen... Call Larsa and tell him to delete it.
OK. If I can have a scooter.
You will have it deleted if you can have a scooter?
If I chip in my birthday money, you could pay the rest.
These are Mafia- style methods!
Please?
OK, you can have a scooter.
- You promise? - Yes.
Alright, then. I'll see to it.
Call him now and tell him to bury it in the yard.
Larsa used my phone to film it and you have...
- For fuck's sake... - You promised!
Mafia- style methods.
Yes!
"Porno flicks? You joking?"
"Do you have AIDS or something?"
But she was fine with it.
I told her, "I do porn."
"But it's just like any other job."
Then she was like, "No, porn is not like any other job."
But I told her, "I like my job."
"But I probably won't do it for the rest of my life."
"Alright, if you enjoy it, do it, as long as we're honest."
- Just like that? - Seems like an awesome girl.
- She's the best. - Is she the one?
Well, I hope so. Goddamn, I hope so!
- She's so nice. - Is someone having a birthday?
Ta- da!
- Really, you got it? - A trucker's license!
- Congratulations. - Thank you.
You could be the new chick in Ice Road Truckers.
Promise you won't leave us.
I think I'll work half- time beginning next year.
OK.
You can drive half the time and be here half the time.
Yeah!
- You can't leave us! - No, I'll stay.
- Would you like some cake? - I'd love some.
I had some really nice ice cream but the freezer broke.
- What? Did the freezer... - Yeah, the ice cream is ruined.
Hello?
Don't you want some?
Fuck!
Eko... Eko- Gris.
Eko...
Wille, I know you're there,
but if you could just pipe down, I'll be with you in a minute.
So...
Well...
Wille, my friend, what can I do for you?
I thought you told me to come.
Right.
The assignment I gave you, to spy on my son- in- law...
How do you think it's coming along?
Well... Maybe not that well, no.
It's not coming along at all, is it?
No.
So I paid for a service you never delivered.
Yes.
- But you still took the money and bought a motorcycle. - Yes.
Yes...
Well, Wille, this is what we'll do.
- You'll get a new assignment. - A new assignment?
However strange it may sound, I still believe in you.
You're a loyal and good guy.
You might not pull a full wagon. You're a few screws short, right?
But don't be downhearted.
These things are genetic.
If you study your family history, I'm sure you'll find
a whole bunch of halfwits.
Anyways, this assignment
should fit you better. It's a classic stakeout job.
Have you ever been to Brussels?
Well, you never know. There might be a little lonely survivor guy
swimming around in here all by himself.
OK, well...
OK, so now what? What do you want me to do?
'Cause if you want me to jerk off that horse again,
I'm telling you it's not gonna happen, OK?
I won't go near that stable again.
Dead? What do you mean, dead?
Heart attack?
Wait a minute now. You're not thinking that I killed the horse?
'Cause I didn't kill the horse, OK?
When I left the stable, he was very, very, very happy, OK?
Are you shitting me?
There's no fucking way I'll accept that!
There's no fucking way, OK?
You gotta be shitting me.
Jesus fucking Christ!
I talked to Vince and the DP scene stays.
- No way. - Well, talk to Vince!
You're forgetting something here.
I'm the director, not you.
"We have to work together, man."
Remember that? Your words. Your words.
So you shoot the fancy potatoes, but I'm the meat!
And I told you yesterday
that this DP scene is not gonna be in the movie.
You talk to him.
It's wasted.
So we jerked off that horse in vain?
And now what?
Some days are shit. But everything will be fine.
- What will be fine? - I'll fire Pasi.
What the hell is Pasi?
Pasi, the cleaning guy.
He pulled the plug on the freezer, which led to this.
OK. So you firing a cleaner will solve all problems?
Well, good luck with that.
You don't have to worry. Just chill. The party's over.
What about the biker following me? Who's that?
- But give me a break now! - I'm done with horses!
OK, your part is out, you're done, you're fine! OK?
- I'll never touch a horse again! - OK! Jesus!
And Georgina's DP scene is not OK with me.
We need some fucking and sucking. It's porn, right?
So Karsten Daugaard is making porn?
I don't like the vibe here.
It's you and me, buddy. We need better mojo in here.
I have an idea. It's gonna be good.
What you need is some ayahuasca!
Aya... What?
Ayahuasca...
Laria.
I'll ask her to come here.
Who's Laria?
- She's like a shaman. - A shaman?
What, you never met a shaman?
Hola, Laria. ¿Qué pasa? Una sesión de ayahuasca.
Para mi amigo, Karsten.
- Now you'll see! Ha- ha! - Is it dangerous?
You know, Eko- Gris is a great, well- managed company.
We breed piglets. They're really cute.
And everything is organic and of the highest quality.
I've worked there almost 30 years.
Slaughtering pigs and whatnot.
I really enjoy my job. Not many people can say that!
Then we have a coffee pool. Bosse, Zlatan and I take turns.
His name is Zlatan, but he can't play soccer.
But he's a proper devil at cutting loins.
I've never seen anyone cut them as fast as he does.
This is the great thing with traveling.
You always meet new people.
We haven't introduced ourselves. My name is...
Wille.
So this is Belgium.
Hello, everyone. Welcome!
It's so nice to see you again.
Let us begin by closing our eyes...
and sinking into our mental room.
Let time stand still
and we'll all land softly together.
Soon we will drink the holy brew, ayahuasca.
Karsten, this is for you.
It has been prepared with your aura in mind.
Your energy.
Gracias.
It's not dangerous, is it?
No, look!
Very good.
- Cheers. - Drink it!
Don't worry. It will be a fantastic journey.
Bloody hell...
- Wille? - Yes, it's me.
Please tell me you have some valuable information.
I think I do!
I'm staking out the guy and the girl from the picture you gave me.
They just left the building. Should I follow them?
You didn't see any bearded men?
No.
Keep following the guy and the girl
and tell me where they go.
- You got it? - Got it.
I'm very grateful for your help.
Hey, Joe!
It's better to rest now. Believe me.
Karsten? You cool?
Yeah?
Breathe in...
You can't digest anything. And when you fart it stinks. You're filthy.
- It's not because of the onions. - Shut up.
- I'm gonna let one go... - Shut up.
- It's me again! - What's going on?
- They went into a back alley... - I can hardly hear you.
But I brought my binoculars and saw the code they used.
- It's 1958. - I'm just getting a crackling noise!
It's the year Sweden won the world championship in handball.
- Hello? - Should I go after them?
Be damn careful! We don't know who we're dealing with.
It's incredibly exciting.
You will be handsomely rewarded for your efforts, I promise!
AÅke, you must admit I'm pretty good at this.
Stakeouts and stuff.
- I'm almost like that guy... - Wille?
- ...MacGyver. - MacGyver?
- Dammit, Wille... - I'm going in! Over and out.
Wille! Hello! Hello? He...
Hey! This is no time for a nap.
Right. What have we got?
Wille Andreasson.
- Nice. - Share it.
Of course.
Look, it's Eko- Gris.
Mr. Pig.
Pig man!
This'll be a laugh.
Hey, wake up.
You must have fallen asleep.
- Karsten! - Yeah?
Drink?
Can I have one? Coffee?
Um... This is black.
Yeah. I'll have to get one.
- I'm sorry, I didn't know that, you know... - OK.
Wow.
You said it wasn't a drug! So what was it?
I asked Laria to put a little peyote in your glass.
But you seem to have overreacted.
Overreacted? I woke up with Georgina!
What's going on?
- Shit happens. - Shit happens?
Nazis, communists, anarchists, liberalists...
The ruling class are all the same.
Politics doesn't affect people like us.
That's the stupidest thing you've ever said.
And you say a lot of stupid shit.
Listen, you're born, you live, and then you die.
Politicians don't care about that stuff.
Come on, I rest my case.
What the fuck... It tastes like the shit we had yesterday.
- How do you feel? - What? I don't know...
- Good morning. - Morning.
- Yeah, but how does it feel? - It's as if...
- Whoo! - Yes?
I have enormous amounts of energy!
That's the ayahuasca doing its magic.
I told you it was good shit.
OK... Fuck...
- Morning, fella. - Hello! Hi, Georgina.
- Time for a little fresh air. - Yeah.
Maybe you made a baby...
Shut the fuck up!
I know! I have an idea. I know how to edit Cum- Tiki!
OK, fine, it's your magic I want. Do what you want.
What the hell happened with Georgina?
What happens in Vegas...
I need to get to work!