Gavagai (2016) - full transcript
A German businessman travels to Norway to finish the impossible translation of some poems into Chinese, a project of his late wife.
[TRAIN APPROACHING]
[RAILS SQUEAKING]
CARSTEN: "At last we emerged
from the night mist.
No one recognized anyone now.
The faculty was lost
on the journey.
No one asked or demanded:
Who are you?
We couldn't have answered,
we had lost our names.
Far away hammered
an unbending heart
still at work.
We listened
without understanding.
We had come farther than far."
[BIRDSONG]
[TRAIN DEPARTS]
[BIRDSONG]
Hello?
Hello.
Excuse me?
Is there anyone?
NIKO: Oh! Hi. Hi. Hi.
[SPEAKING IN NORWEGIAN]
CARSTEN: Do you speak English?
NIKO: [GROANS] Yeah. Yeah.
Yes. I speak English.
[YAWNS] Do you know
what time it is?
Quarter past 9:00.
Quarter past 9:00. Oh yes.
[MOANING] Oh!
So, you wanna go on a...
elk safari?
I want to go to Trysil.
To Trysil!
I beg your pardon? Hmm?
I need a car.
You can go down to Siljan and...
I can't.
-Why not?
-I... I cannot drive.
Why?
[STUTTERS] Can you help me
or not?
[SIGHS IN EXASPERATION]
We are not any taxi service.
I work with, uh,
elk safari and beaver safari.
-I will pay you.
-Mmm?
I'll give you... 3,000 crowns?
3,000 crowns?
And another 3,000
for the way back.
Yeah?
[EXHALES] Why didn't you say so?
Come on.
Yeah.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[NIKO WHISTLES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[VAN HONKS]
[INDISTINCT TALKING]
[CASH REGISTER BEEPING]
CARSTEN: "Along
the overcast road
ashes after spent fire
and signs of breaking up
in dust and heat.
Nothing else.
But the blaze that flared
in the circle of voyagers
disappeared only to the eye
its desire unquenched.
They journeyed for a dream
were ready to give their all
intent on their quest
in their unrest,
and the bonfire flares up
on every horizon,
while fresh seekers
poke among the ashes"
[VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYING]
So what's up in Trysil,
my friend?
CARSTEN: Sorry?
[LAUGHS] I mean,
there's nothing up there.
The only thing you have
is farms, trees, and goats.
[IMITATES GOAT BLEATING]
It's hard to explain.
Yeah? Try me.
It better not be
anything illegal, okay?
I... It's not.
NIKO: [LAUGHS] Okay. Good.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY]
[HESITATINGLY]
Hey. You mind to...
turn it off?
-Huh?
-The music.
-All right.
-[TURNS RADIO OFF]
Suit yourself.
[EXHALES]
CARSTEN: "Slender legs are
moistened in the night grass.
Long bending stalks
wake up with a start,
and brush their dew
against passing knees.
A sweet secrecy.
[HIGH-PITCHED SCREECH]
Three light taps on the door,
in quiet haste,
in a spellbound night.
A smiling mouth:
am I late?
My flesh is wet with dew,
and fragrant,
and my body a blossom
turned to you."
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
NIKO: So...
this is it.
Have fun.
[BIRDSONG]
[LEAVES RUSTLING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
CARSTEN: "Your knees are mine.
And the warm moss.
And our young years.
Your shy thirst,
like mine.
And heavy like mine.
God's eye in a sun ablaze.
Your own confused in mine:
Goodbye."
Hey, man.
Are you almost finished?
I gotta get back
to my life. [CHUCKLES]
CARSTEN: How far
is Vinje from here?
Oh. [CHUCKLES] Vinje is
five or six hours.
Can you take me there tomorrow?
[HESITATINGLY]
Well, I don't know...
I'll pay you.
Wait. I have lots of things
to do, you know.
-It's like...
-I'll give you another 10.
NIKO: ...thousand krone?
Yeah. Sure.
[PANTING] I can take you. Okay.
Up. Voila.
[EXHALES]
[GROANS]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[BAG RUSTLING]
[SIGHS]
[SNIFFS]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[RAIN PATTERING]
CARSTEN:
"The scent of all my summers
is a wreath about my hair,
is this all?
So few and fast!
So inexpressible
were my short summers,
with hidden sap and desire.
Tonight the lamps
flicker in the dance.
My bridal night.
The eyes of the room seek,
wherever I am,
and the eyes
of the room absorb.
My flicker is hidden.
My foot is quickly wearied.
My wreath.
My wreath is heavy."
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[SNIFFLING]
[BIRDSONG]
[NIKO CLEARS THROAT]
Hey.
[BOTH SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[SIGHS]
[SIGHS]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
CARSTEN: "The mouth is blocked
by a heavy stone.
The mouth is blocked
by a heavy stone,
and earth with flowers on top
through pelting nights.
But the great rivers
run deeper.
The rivers run to the sea
in floods,
run in torrents of floods
clear and muddy,
sometimes bloody.
The mouth is blocked for words.
The silent sea longs.
To rest there.
[PEOPLE SPEAKING
AND LAUGHING INDISTINCTLY]
[NIKO SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[LAUGHING]
[EXHALES]
Ah. So...
when are you gonna tell me
what you're working on, hmm?
[CHUCKLES] Come on.
You can tell me.
I'm not telling anyone.
I promise. Okay?
What is it?
It's like you're kind of a...
Lonely Planet guide to the
most lonely shit in Norway?
Are you kind of
a whacko or something?
I'm translating some poems.
Some poems. Great.
Which poems?
Tarjei Vesaas?
Tarjei Vesaas. Oh!
That old bastard.
I thought everything
of his stuff
was translated already.
Not into Chinese.
[MUFFLED] I beg your pardon?
These were my wife's favorites.
Yeah.
She was a writer from China.
Working on some translations.
Then she got sick.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
I... I'm sorry.
It's okay.
I'm going to wait in the van.
[VAN DOOR CLOSES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[METAL CLANGING]
[WATER RUSHING]
[PEOPLE TALKING
AND LAUGHING INDISTINCTLY]
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
[WATER RUSHING]
[BELLS TOLLING]
[ALL CHEERING AND CLAPPING]
[CHILDREN TALKING
AND LAUGHING]
[BIRDS SQUAWKING]
[METAL CLANGING]
[GROANS]
There you are.
I have been looking for you.
You okay?
Nice watch.
[NIKO SIGHS]
CARSTEN: "Like a rainy evening
in a summer drought.
The parched lady's mantle
is slowly called to life
by what is happening now.
Heaven and earth,
what is one
and what is the other?
One has filled itself
with the other at such an hour,
through such a flow
of sweetness.
A fragrance
one never learned about
in all one's years of learning
now it's here
close to my cheek.
And while the wet dusk deepens
the paths on the water blur
as if to be tightened
at everything's end
and the trees on the shore
are not trees
but you and I alone in silence,
and the shore
is no longer any shore
or boundary."
[ENGINE STALLING]
[GOATS BLEATING]
[COLLAR BELLS CLINKING]
[MARI RECITING POEM
IN NORWEGIAN]
I'll go pay for the rooms, yeah?
No. I can pay for myself.
It's my fault
we have to stay. So...
Hey. You wanna catch a drink
before we go in?
No, thank you.
I'm okay.
Okay.
[BELL DINGS OVER DOOR]
[EXHALES]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
[SIGHS]
[BOTH SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
CARSTEN: "Will you give me
your hand in the moonlight,
leaf you are.
Under the open sky.
Above the open chasm.
You and I are like leaves.
Quickly trembling,
quickly gone.
Come."
[CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE]
[EXHALES]
[MARI IN NORWEGIAN ON VOICEMAIL]
[SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[MARI IN NORWEGIAN ON VOICEMAIL]
[NIKO IN NORWEGIAN ON VOICEMAIL]
[MARI IN NORWEGIAN ON VOICEMAIL]
[NIKO ON PHONE IN NORWEGIAN]
[NIKO AND MARI SPEAKING
IN NORWEGIAN]
[NIKO EXHALES DEEPLY]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[FIRE CRACKLING]
[CRACKLING INTENSIFIES]
CARSTEN: "We never
talk about that.
It's there where our road lies.
The road.
Our feet have crossed it
before we know it.
No one has a heart
strong enough,
no one has a conscience
clear enough,
to be rid of it.
Sometimes we imagine
we steer clear of it,
fixedly we stare
at our shoes afterwards.
It's there where our road lies.
What was it before?
We don't know.
It has a shape that startles us
and sets our own sludge
in motion.
What will it become
on our journey?
We don't understand.
Yet another rung down in decay?
It is right here on our path
and is the horror we seek,
slowly transformed it
its cold fire,
with yet another rung down,
yet worse a little
to have stepped in."
[SOFTLY] Polish your shoes.
Polish your shoes
in secret.
[DISTRAUGHT BREATHING]
[SIGHS]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[SPEAKING MANDARIN]
[SIZZLING]
[EXHALES]
[SNIFFING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[STARTLED GASP]
[WIND BLOWING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
CARSTEN: "Between you and me
a soundless wind stands
like a glass wall:
It's a day for glass walls.
Each time I look at you
you open your mouth
and cry out,
but not one word gets through.
Your eyes widen
and read on my lips
that I too cry in bitterness.
At moments like this
you press your face
against the glass
like a fraught child,
contorting your features.
Swollen and
disfigured with want
you lie close on the other side
and the silence is complete."
[WIND BLOWING]
[SIGHS]
[RECITING POEM IN NORWEGIAN]
[CHUCKLES]
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[TAKES DEEP BREATH AND EXHALES]
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
Are you ready?
[BIRDSONG]
[ORGAN PLAYING]
[WOMAN SINGING]
CARSTEN: Thought you were
bringing me to the farmhouse.
NIKO: Yes.
I will. I will. I will.
But first...
I have to do something.
[NIKO AND MARI
SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[NIKO CHUCKLES]
[NIKO CLEARS THROAT]
NIKO: All right. Let's go.
[NIKO CHUCKLES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[VAN HONKS]
[WATER RUSHING]
NIKO: Oh. Did you find
what you were looking for?
[VAN DOOR CLOSES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[NIKO PANTING]
NIKO: There.
[RAIN PATTERING]
[MUMBLES]
[SNIFFS]
[MUMBLES]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
[VOICE SHAKING AND
SPEAKING SOFTLY
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[VOICE CATCHES]
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[TAKES DEEP BREATH]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING SOFTLY
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[CRYING]
[CONTINUES WEEPING]
CARSTEN: "You leave,
your dream of now
is left with me
like yes behind warm rocks.
Your longing
to grow out of now,
your great longing leaves too.
Imprint of a girl's foot
lightly in the ditch.
So nakedly helpless.
A spoiled foot
a soiled body
on the way to bathe in sun.
A blazing sun,
that will find you
bathing by yourself
and drive you closer and closer
to what you seek."
[SNIFFLES]
[CRYING]
[COUGHS AND SNIFFS]
[EXHALES HEAVILY]
[CARSTEN WHIMPERING]
[CRYING]
[MOURNFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[CLEARS THROAT] Let's go.
[ENGINE SPLUTTERING]
[GEARS GRINDING]
NIKO: What's this?
[THUDDING]
[GROANS] Fuck!
[CARSTEN LAUGHS]
[BOTH LAUGH]
[CHUCKLES] Do you know anything
about a car engine?
No.
-NIKO: Fuck.
-[CARSTEN LAUGHS]
[BOTH LAUGHING HEARTILY]
[INDISTINCT TALKING
AND LAUGHING]
[NIKO SPEAKING IN NORWEGIAN]
[BONFIRE CRACKLING]
[TALKING CONTINUES]
NIKO: Mari!
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
WOMAN 1: You guys.
You think it'll last?
WOMAN 2: Is it really true?
[MAN LAUGHS]
[INDISTINCT TALKING
AND LAUGHING]
[ALL CHEERING AND CLAPPING]
CARSTEN: "Beyond the moment,
beyond argument
beyond pain
beyond sorrow
isn't it you I see?
And never
were you more lovely to me,
and more beautiful."
[CLAPPING CONTINUES]
[TALKING AND
LAUGHING CONTINUES]
CARSTEN:
"The road ends in the night,
but the night ends on the road.
The road slices like a knife
through life.
Separating good and evil.
The road is the road
to the last day."
[TRADITIONAL NORWEGIAN
FOLK SONG PLAYING]
[MAN SINGING IN NORWEGIAN]
[RAILS SQUEAKING]
CARSTEN: "At last we emerged
from the night mist.
No one recognized anyone now.
The faculty was lost
on the journey.
No one asked or demanded:
Who are you?
We couldn't have answered,
we had lost our names.
Far away hammered
an unbending heart
still at work.
We listened
without understanding.
We had come farther than far."
[BIRDSONG]
[TRAIN DEPARTS]
[BIRDSONG]
Hello?
Hello.
Excuse me?
Is there anyone?
NIKO: Oh! Hi. Hi. Hi.
[SPEAKING IN NORWEGIAN]
CARSTEN: Do you speak English?
NIKO: [GROANS] Yeah. Yeah.
Yes. I speak English.
[YAWNS] Do you know
what time it is?
Quarter past 9:00.
Quarter past 9:00. Oh yes.
[MOANING] Oh!
So, you wanna go on a...
elk safari?
I want to go to Trysil.
To Trysil!
I beg your pardon? Hmm?
I need a car.
You can go down to Siljan and...
I can't.
-Why not?
-I... I cannot drive.
Why?
[STUTTERS] Can you help me
or not?
[SIGHS IN EXASPERATION]
We are not any taxi service.
I work with, uh,
elk safari and beaver safari.
-I will pay you.
-Mmm?
I'll give you... 3,000 crowns?
3,000 crowns?
And another 3,000
for the way back.
Yeah?
[EXHALES] Why didn't you say so?
Come on.
Yeah.
[DOOR CLOSES]
[NIKO WHISTLES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[VAN HONKS]
[INDISTINCT TALKING]
[CASH REGISTER BEEPING]
CARSTEN: "Along
the overcast road
ashes after spent fire
and signs of breaking up
in dust and heat.
Nothing else.
But the blaze that flared
in the circle of voyagers
disappeared only to the eye
its desire unquenched.
They journeyed for a dream
were ready to give their all
intent on their quest
in their unrest,
and the bonfire flares up
on every horizon,
while fresh seekers
poke among the ashes"
[VIOLIN MUSIC PLAYING]
So what's up in Trysil,
my friend?
CARSTEN: Sorry?
[LAUGHS] I mean,
there's nothing up there.
The only thing you have
is farms, trees, and goats.
[IMITATES GOAT BLEATING]
It's hard to explain.
Yeah? Try me.
It better not be
anything illegal, okay?
I... It's not.
NIKO: [LAUGHS] Okay. Good.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY]
[HESITATINGLY]
Hey. You mind to...
turn it off?
-Huh?
-The music.
-All right.
-[TURNS RADIO OFF]
Suit yourself.
[EXHALES]
CARSTEN: "Slender legs are
moistened in the night grass.
Long bending stalks
wake up with a start,
and brush their dew
against passing knees.
A sweet secrecy.
[HIGH-PITCHED SCREECH]
Three light taps on the door,
in quiet haste,
in a spellbound night.
A smiling mouth:
am I late?
My flesh is wet with dew,
and fragrant,
and my body a blossom
turned to you."
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
NIKO: So...
this is it.
Have fun.
[BIRDSONG]
[LEAVES RUSTLING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
CARSTEN: "Your knees are mine.
And the warm moss.
And our young years.
Your shy thirst,
like mine.
And heavy like mine.
God's eye in a sun ablaze.
Your own confused in mine:
Goodbye."
Hey, man.
Are you almost finished?
I gotta get back
to my life. [CHUCKLES]
CARSTEN: How far
is Vinje from here?
Oh. [CHUCKLES] Vinje is
five or six hours.
Can you take me there tomorrow?
[HESITATINGLY]
Well, I don't know...
I'll pay you.
Wait. I have lots of things
to do, you know.
-It's like...
-I'll give you another 10.
NIKO: ...thousand krone?
Yeah. Sure.
[PANTING] I can take you. Okay.
Up. Voila.
[EXHALES]
[GROANS]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[BAG RUSTLING]
[SIGHS]
[SNIFFS]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[RAIN PATTERING]
CARSTEN:
"The scent of all my summers
is a wreath about my hair,
is this all?
So few and fast!
So inexpressible
were my short summers,
with hidden sap and desire.
Tonight the lamps
flicker in the dance.
My bridal night.
The eyes of the room seek,
wherever I am,
and the eyes
of the room absorb.
My flicker is hidden.
My foot is quickly wearied.
My wreath.
My wreath is heavy."
[THUNDER RUMBLING]
[SNIFFLING]
[BIRDSONG]
[NIKO CLEARS THROAT]
Hey.
[BOTH SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[SIGHS]
[SIGHS]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
CARSTEN: "The mouth is blocked
by a heavy stone.
The mouth is blocked
by a heavy stone,
and earth with flowers on top
through pelting nights.
But the great rivers
run deeper.
The rivers run to the sea
in floods,
run in torrents of floods
clear and muddy,
sometimes bloody.
The mouth is blocked for words.
The silent sea longs.
To rest there.
[PEOPLE SPEAKING
AND LAUGHING INDISTINCTLY]
[NIKO SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[LAUGHING]
[EXHALES]
Ah. So...
when are you gonna tell me
what you're working on, hmm?
[CHUCKLES] Come on.
You can tell me.
I'm not telling anyone.
I promise. Okay?
What is it?
It's like you're kind of a...
Lonely Planet guide to the
most lonely shit in Norway?
Are you kind of
a whacko or something?
I'm translating some poems.
Some poems. Great.
Which poems?
Tarjei Vesaas?
Tarjei Vesaas. Oh!
That old bastard.
I thought everything
of his stuff
was translated already.
Not into Chinese.
[MUFFLED] I beg your pardon?
These were my wife's favorites.
Yeah.
She was a writer from China.
Working on some translations.
Then she got sick.
Oh.
I'm sorry.
I... I'm sorry.
It's okay.
I'm going to wait in the van.
[VAN DOOR CLOSES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[METAL CLANGING]
[WATER RUSHING]
[PEOPLE TALKING
AND LAUGHING INDISTINCTLY]
[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING]
[WATER RUSHING]
[BELLS TOLLING]
[ALL CHEERING AND CLAPPING]
[CHILDREN TALKING
AND LAUGHING]
[BIRDS SQUAWKING]
[METAL CLANGING]
[GROANS]
There you are.
I have been looking for you.
You okay?
Nice watch.
[NIKO SIGHS]
CARSTEN: "Like a rainy evening
in a summer drought.
The parched lady's mantle
is slowly called to life
by what is happening now.
Heaven and earth,
what is one
and what is the other?
One has filled itself
with the other at such an hour,
through such a flow
of sweetness.
A fragrance
one never learned about
in all one's years of learning
now it's here
close to my cheek.
And while the wet dusk deepens
the paths on the water blur
as if to be tightened
at everything's end
and the trees on the shore
are not trees
but you and I alone in silence,
and the shore
is no longer any shore
or boundary."
[ENGINE STALLING]
[GOATS BLEATING]
[COLLAR BELLS CLINKING]
[MARI RECITING POEM
IN NORWEGIAN]
I'll go pay for the rooms, yeah?
No. I can pay for myself.
It's my fault
we have to stay. So...
Hey. You wanna catch a drink
before we go in?
No, thank you.
I'm okay.
Okay.
[BELL DINGS OVER DOOR]
[EXHALES]
[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]
[SIGHS]
[BOTH SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
CARSTEN: "Will you give me
your hand in the moonlight,
leaf you are.
Under the open sky.
Above the open chasm.
You and I are like leaves.
Quickly trembling,
quickly gone.
Come."
[CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE]
[EXHALES]
[MARI IN NORWEGIAN ON VOICEMAIL]
[SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[MARI IN NORWEGIAN ON VOICEMAIL]
[NIKO IN NORWEGIAN ON VOICEMAIL]
[MARI IN NORWEGIAN ON VOICEMAIL]
[NIKO ON PHONE IN NORWEGIAN]
[NIKO AND MARI SPEAKING
IN NORWEGIAN]
[NIKO EXHALES DEEPLY]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[FIRE CRACKLING]
[CRACKLING INTENSIFIES]
CARSTEN: "We never
talk about that.
It's there where our road lies.
The road.
Our feet have crossed it
before we know it.
No one has a heart
strong enough,
no one has a conscience
clear enough,
to be rid of it.
Sometimes we imagine
we steer clear of it,
fixedly we stare
at our shoes afterwards.
It's there where our road lies.
What was it before?
We don't know.
It has a shape that startles us
and sets our own sludge
in motion.
What will it become
on our journey?
We don't understand.
Yet another rung down in decay?
It is right here on our path
and is the horror we seek,
slowly transformed it
its cold fire,
with yet another rung down,
yet worse a little
to have stepped in."
[SOFTLY] Polish your shoes.
Polish your shoes
in secret.
[DISTRAUGHT BREATHING]
[SIGHS]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[SPEAKING MANDARIN]
[SIZZLING]
[EXHALES]
[SNIFFING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
[STARTLED GASP]
[WIND BLOWING]
[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
CARSTEN: "Between you and me
a soundless wind stands
like a glass wall:
It's a day for glass walls.
Each time I look at you
you open your mouth
and cry out,
but not one word gets through.
Your eyes widen
and read on my lips
that I too cry in bitterness.
At moments like this
you press your face
against the glass
like a fraught child,
contorting your features.
Swollen and
disfigured with want
you lie close on the other side
and the silence is complete."
[WIND BLOWING]
[SIGHS]
[RECITING POEM IN NORWEGIAN]
[CHUCKLES]
[EXHALES SHARPLY]
[TAKES DEEP BREATH AND EXHALES]
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
Are you ready?
[BIRDSONG]
[ORGAN PLAYING]
[WOMAN SINGING]
CARSTEN: Thought you were
bringing me to the farmhouse.
NIKO: Yes.
I will. I will. I will.
But first...
I have to do something.
[NIKO AND MARI
SPEAKING NORWEGIAN]
[NIKO CHUCKLES]
[NIKO CLEARS THROAT]
NIKO: All right. Let's go.
[NIKO CHUCKLES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[VAN HONKS]
[WATER RUSHING]
NIKO: Oh. Did you find
what you were looking for?
[VAN DOOR CLOSES]
[ENGINE STARTS]
[NIKO PANTING]
NIKO: There.
[RAIN PATTERING]
[MUMBLES]
[SNIFFS]
[MUMBLES]
[BREATHING SHAKILY]
[VOICE SHAKING AND
SPEAKING SOFTLY
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[VOICE CATCHES]
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[TAKES DEEP BREATH]
[CONTINUES SPEAKING SOFTLY
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]
[CRYING]
[CONTINUES WEEPING]
CARSTEN: "You leave,
your dream of now
is left with me
like yes behind warm rocks.
Your longing
to grow out of now,
your great longing leaves too.
Imprint of a girl's foot
lightly in the ditch.
So nakedly helpless.
A spoiled foot
a soiled body
on the way to bathe in sun.
A blazing sun,
that will find you
bathing by yourself
and drive you closer and closer
to what you seek."
[SNIFFLES]
[CRYING]
[COUGHS AND SNIFFS]
[EXHALES HEAVILY]
[CARSTEN WHIMPERING]
[CRYING]
[MOURNFUL MUSIC PLAYING]
[CLEARS THROAT] Let's go.
[ENGINE SPLUTTERING]
[GEARS GRINDING]
NIKO: What's this?
[THUDDING]
[GROANS] Fuck!
[CARSTEN LAUGHS]
[BOTH LAUGH]
[CHUCKLES] Do you know anything
about a car engine?
No.
-NIKO: Fuck.
-[CARSTEN LAUGHS]
[BOTH LAUGHING HEARTILY]
[INDISTINCT TALKING
AND LAUGHING]
[NIKO SPEAKING IN NORWEGIAN]
[BONFIRE CRACKLING]
[TALKING CONTINUES]
NIKO: Mari!
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
WOMAN 1: You guys.
You think it'll last?
WOMAN 2: Is it really true?
[MAN LAUGHS]
[INDISTINCT TALKING
AND LAUGHING]
[ALL CHEERING AND CLAPPING]
CARSTEN: "Beyond the moment,
beyond argument
beyond pain
beyond sorrow
isn't it you I see?
And never
were you more lovely to me,
and more beautiful."
[CLAPPING CONTINUES]
[TALKING AND
LAUGHING CONTINUES]
CARSTEN:
"The road ends in the night,
but the night ends on the road.
The road slices like a knife
through life.
Separating good and evil.
The road is the road
to the last day."
[TRADITIONAL NORWEGIAN
FOLK SONG PLAYING]
[MAN SINGING IN NORWEGIAN]