Klovn (2005–2021): Season 2, Episode 4 - Thors øje - full transcript
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THOR'S EYE
Based on true events
Aunt Ida had that big cupboard.
The gigantic blue one in the corner.
It had been standing there
for 40 years.
Because it had been there for so
long, the legs stuck to the floor.
When we lifted it, the legs fell off.
I'm glad Aunt Ida wasn't there.
- Do you remember her, Frank?
- No. It's your family.
I have to go and pack now.
It's been so nice being here.
- "Mum's friend". Three letters.
- Three letters?
- It can't be "Dad". I've checked.
- "Diamond"?
No, that's more than three.
I'm not good at crosswords.
- You're a doctor. You can spell.
- Can it be a medical term?
- What might that be?
- "Contraception," for example.
Can't he stay in a hotel next time?
Andreas,
try and get your brain into gear.
- Shouldn't you be getting dressed?
- Are you driving me, Frank?
- Yes.
- That's really great.
- What?
- Get dressed.
- I call him Cousin Andreas.
- That's not his name.
"Cousin... Cussin Andres."
That's what you should call him.
- Hi, Joan!
- Hi, Casper. Long time, no see.
- It's been years.
- Wow! Cool beard.
This is my mate, Frank.
Joan ?rting. The sexologist.
- Are you going home?
- Yes.
- Shall I take you home?
- That would be great.
I'm going to the loo.
So your name is Frank?
- Joan.
- Yes.
- And you're a..?
- Sexologist, yes.
It's weird, you know...
How come men peak sexually
around the age of 18?
- Did you experience that?
- No. I'm not talking about me.
- I'm talking generally...
- There are things you can do.
- Do you have that problem?
- No, no. Not me.
- Do you have a girlfriend?
- Yes.
- How long have you been together?
- Five and a half years.
And you have no problem coming
or getting a hard-on?
Every time? You can have my card,
if things aren't going so well.
- I wouldn't know what to say.
- Leave that to me.
If you can't get it up,
just call Joan. It's okay.
- I can get an erection.
- What's the problem?
I just said that...
There's no man around who hasn't
experienced potency problems.
Take care, Frank. Say hi to Mia.
Casper introduces me to someone
I don't know, and then he leaves.
I'm sat there
with a complete stranger.
The rule is,
if you introduce someone, you stay.
I sat there with Joan ?rting,
not knowing what to say.
- The sexologist?
- Yes. It's just not on.
- What was wrong with that?
- I didn't know what to say.
- It's not the end of the world.
- No. I guess not.
You don't leave people with someone
they don't know. Rule no. 1.
- Sleep tight, honey.
- You too.
What's that, honey?
Is it the radiator?
- Frank, honestly...
- I'll go and shut off the water.
I'll get the big pipe wrench
and disassemble the system.
- I can't do anymore, honey.
- Just this last one.
- We've already been there.
- In that one? No.
- Hi. Look! They've got it.
- It's the one I've been looking for.
Let's go in.
They force us back to the monkey
stage. With arms like this...
- All the immigrant men laugh at us.
- Well, we laugh at them as well.
"I'm not going."
Suddenly there you are again.
That's women for you.
The pussy rules.
We're hungry. How about
going to The Green Basement?
- No. There's no meat in the lasagna.
- Can't we get some decent food?
- Yes, of course. But I'm not going.
- I'm only into meat products.
- We don't want meat.
- The salad bar at Hereford's, then?
Come on. It's got nothing
to do with veggie food.
- Bacon and feta cheese...
- Yuck!
Great. Listen... I have to get out
on the asphalt and fire it up.
I have to feel a bit more masculine
than I do in here. Coming, Frank?
- Yes.
- No, you're not.
We were going to spend
some quality time together.
I'm going to Gilleleje.
I'll be home around 6. Bye!
Let's go and get some lunch, Frank.
And have a nice time.
I think it's really macho...
"I'm off to Gilleleje." "Okay, bye."
- Are you applauding him for this?
- No, it's dead annoying.
- But it's very manly, that's true.
- And very boyish.
- I said I wanted to go as well.
- You on a motorbike, Frank?
- Their melon juice is delicious.
- Iben, don't forget your bags!
Oh, can you take them?
- The weather is lovely.
- Yes.
- I might get a motorcycle.
- A motorcycle?
- What do you want with that?
- I think it would turn you on.
- You're not exactly a...
- Yes, I am. A sexy biker.
- No, you're not.
- Yes. I'll be a real biker.
- Okay. Let's try it.
- Fine. I'll celebrate with a steak.
- You're not having that now.
- Yes. Don't argue with a biker.
- Put it back in the freezer.
- Do you want a biker spanking?
- A real biker wedgie?
- Don't do that.
Honestly! Is it the motorbike
that's made you all..?
It's so cool that you're doing this.
You're really putting your foot down.
You're sending a signal to Mia,
saying "I want my freedom."
I haven't said it for a while,
but you're the man, Frank.
- What's up, Ulf?
- What the hell. Casper, my boy!
- Good to see you.
- This is my mate, Frank.
Frank is thinking about buying.
Not just thinking.
I've decided to get a motorcycle.
They're real beasts, these ones.
This one would really suit you.
What do you think?
- It's not cheap.
- You can feel it in your...
- It goes straight to your willy.
- Yes! Will it ever be normal again?
- What do you say?
- I want it.
Frank is a decisive man.
We have this thing we do, every
time we sell bikes of that size.
Thor's Eye.
It's an old Viking thing.
I don't get any signals.
You've got what it takes.
- Congratulations.
- Bloody hell!
- Could he go and see The Smith?
- I need a helmet.
No, you don't.
We don't use them.
- Feel free to get one, but...
- The Smith can get a doctor's note.
That way, you avoid the muff.
It looks like crap.
- Is he down there?
- Yes. Come, Frank.
- Where are we going?
- We're going to see The Smith.
- Wait here, Frank.
- Alright.
- "The Smith". What a stupid name.
- I've been in there as well.
- Why is it stupid?
- Is he a Satanist as well?
Most people here think
the Vikings got it right.
- They died out 1,000 years ago.
- Yes, but while they were alive...
He's ready for you, Frank.
We'll stay out here.
- Hi there.
- Hi.
- Hi. I'm The Smith. Sit down.
- Thanks.
- You've got a motorbike?
- Yes. I just bought it.
- A real one.
- Yes. A highway patroller.
- I need to test you first.
- Okay. I hope it's not needles.
No. It's Thor's Eye.
An old Asa trick.
Look at me.
Sorry. You haven't got it.
- What do you mean?
- Your eyes shifted. You failed.
It was because there was air
in the radiator...
- I tested you. You haven't got it.
- Let's do it one more time.
Sorry. It was a short visit. Bye.
- You can't be serious.
- See you, Frank.
- Thanks a lot! That Asa stuff...
- Goodbye. Nice to meet you.
- Shut the door.
- I'm going home to Midgard.
- That wasn't so bad, was it?
- No, it was alright.
- Ready to hit the roads, then?
- Yes. I'll wear a helmet.
- Why?
- I failed Thor's Eye.
That just means
we can't ride with them.
That's what you're telling me. Fine.
All you had to do was look straight
ahead. You couldn't manage that.
That's true. The radiator was
making a noise, so I looked...
A big, stupid Viking shouldn't decide
if I should have a doctor's note.
We can't ride with them now.
It's going to affect me as well.
And I thought
we were going to Gilleleje.
- I'll get a doctor's note.
- Oh. I'll believe it when I see it.
- I know other people.
- Fine.
I had it upstairs,
but not in the basement.
- You didn't have what?
- "It." You're supposed to have it.
But I don't really care.
The Deli House, Mia speaking.
Hello, Cousin Andreas.
Nice to talk to you.
Oh no...
Mama is in hospital.
She's in a coma.
Andreas' mother? Oh.
What a shame.
We have to go out there.
Where's the car?
- You want me to come?
- Yes, of course.
- But I don't know her.
- It's Andreas' mother.
- I can't talk to her.
- Please go with me.
- Can you go and get the car?
- Yes.
In my best judgment,
with her abnormal heart rhythm -
- and relatively low pulse rate,
she hasn't got long to go.
The blood flow to the brain
is not sufficient.
When did we last see her?
Was it at Hanne's birthday?
- It's no more than 14 days ago.
- She seemed fine then.
You often see it
with heart attacks.
- They're worn out, and suddenly...
- I'll go and check on her.
Andreas, I was thinking...
I've just bought a motorbike.
I'd like to ride without a helmet,
but you need a doctor's note.
Is there any chance that you could
write me one, being a doctor?
Yeah. Let's talk about it later.
But you'll do it?
That's super.
Hi. Good to see you again.
- Hi, Svalle. Hi, Victor.
- Hi.
- It's terrible...
- Am I too late?
It's degrading being stuck to a
life support, after a life like hers.
I would suggest that you say
goodbye to her when you leave.
We don't know if she'll still
be alive when we come back.
Maybe we should
get together in prayer.
Let's join hands
and say a silent prayer together.
Are you going to say anything,
Andreas?
- No, we'll just keep it inside.
- Okay.
- What are you doing?
- It's the radiator.
- Not now, Frank!
- The radiator is noisy.
- There's air in the system...
- Stop it.
Well. That was lovely.
Are you coming, Frank?
- What?
- I'll just have a look at it, okay?
Piece of old junk...
- Hello. I'm Jacob Thyssen.
- Hello.
- Are you related to Erna Svendsen?
- Mama? Yes, I am.
Mama? Oh, okay.
When you've reached her age
it's time to... you know.
She's on morphine now,
so she shouldn't be suffering.
Good. By all means, give them
morphine so they don't feel any pain.
- I could turn up the morphine...
- As long as she's not suffering.
- You understand what that means?
- Yes. I'm sure no one will mind.
Well, then it's just a matter
of turning it up and moving on.
There's air in the radiator system.
Just so you know.
- I don't have any tools with me.
- We have people who can fix it.
- Don't worry about that.
- I'll grab a cup of coffee.
The cafeteria is that way.
You really put me in
a pickle last time.
I haven't quite forgotten about it.
You introduce me to Joan ?rting,
who I don't know, and then you leave.
- I didn't know what to say to her.
- That's not my fault. Come on!
I'd just like to know
when I'm meeting a stranger.
Imagine if I was like that, and you
had to babysit me all the time.
- Hi, Cousin Andreas.
- Hi, Frank.
- Hi. Andreas. Nice place.
- What a surprise.
- I've written your doctor's note.
- Have you brought it?
Andreas has written a doctor's note,
so I don't have to wear a helmet.
- You've never met, have you?
- No. What are you doing?
Going for a pee. Or maybe number two.
Who knows? Time will tell...
- Where's Cousin Andreas?
- He left.
- Was it embarrassing?
- I know what you're doing.
You were trying to do a Joan ?rting.
He had a call, and then he left.
- Give it up, Frank.
- You were saved by the cell phone.
That's me. I'm Gladstone Gander.
Come on.
- What was he doing?
- I don't know. He was in a hurry.
- Hi there!
- Come here, Frank.
- What do you think you're doing?
- We're just riding around.
What are you doing, allowing
them to turn up the morphine?
- You're such an idiot.
- No, honey... Hi, everybody.
- How could you say yes?
- You've killed Mama.
Do you realise that?
You've killed Mama!
- Is she dead or what?
- Yes, Frank! Don't be stupid.
The doctor and I agreed that if she
was suffering, she could have more.
- Everyone knows it's euthanasia.
- No. I didn't agree to that.
Calm down. You gave me
the impression that you were her son.
- Lying to the doctor!
- I never said that.
- You called her Mama.
- We all do. Don't we?
Yes, Frank. But you killed her,
and that's not okay.
I'm going.
Good luck with it all.
- Bye, Frank.
- Bye.
You ask me for a favour,
and I write you a doctor's note.
And this is how you repay me?
Give it to me.
Thank you.
This is how you help us.
- You owe Ruth and Svalle an apology.
- Okay, I'd like to say...
Go up to people!
Sorry, Victor. Sorry, Ruth.
Svalle... I screwed up.
Mads...
You're so incredibly stupid.
Come on, now!
- I don't have to come, do I?
- Oh yes, you do.
Do you think you can just
run away? Come on!
I thought we agreed that
she wouldn't be there for very long.
And we said goodbye.
- Hi, Ulf. Here I am.
- So I see.
- Is it ready?
- It won't be ready. Sorry.
You got the thumbs down.
The Smith said no way. No go.
I failed Thor's Eye.
I didn't pull your stupid beard.
- No need to be rude.
- I'll just buy it somewhere else.
You can search all the way from
Mors to Hven. You won't get a bike.
- Bye, Frank.
- Why not? Jesus...
"You won't find a bike
between Mors and Hven..."
Mors and Hven... Mors ven.
"Mum's friend"?
It's islands.
It's not "Mum's friend".
It's Mors and Ven.
That's funny.
Cool. Excellent.
Islands. Of course!
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THOR'S EYE
Based on true events
Aunt Ida had that big cupboard.
The gigantic blue one in the corner.
It had been standing there
for 40 years.
Because it had been there for so
long, the legs stuck to the floor.
When we lifted it, the legs fell off.
I'm glad Aunt Ida wasn't there.
- Do you remember her, Frank?
- No. It's your family.
I have to go and pack now.
It's been so nice being here.
- "Mum's friend". Three letters.
- Three letters?
- It can't be "Dad". I've checked.
- "Diamond"?
No, that's more than three.
I'm not good at crosswords.
- You're a doctor. You can spell.
- Can it be a medical term?
- What might that be?
- "Contraception," for example.
Can't he stay in a hotel next time?
Andreas,
try and get your brain into gear.
- Shouldn't you be getting dressed?
- Are you driving me, Frank?
- Yes.
- That's really great.
- What?
- Get dressed.
- I call him Cousin Andreas.
- That's not his name.
"Cousin... Cussin Andres."
That's what you should call him.
- Hi, Joan!
- Hi, Casper. Long time, no see.
- It's been years.
- Wow! Cool beard.
This is my mate, Frank.
Joan ?rting. The sexologist.
- Are you going home?
- Yes.
- Shall I take you home?
- That would be great.
I'm going to the loo.
So your name is Frank?
- Joan.
- Yes.
- And you're a..?
- Sexologist, yes.
It's weird, you know...
How come men peak sexually
around the age of 18?
- Did you experience that?
- No. I'm not talking about me.
- I'm talking generally...
- There are things you can do.
- Do you have that problem?
- No, no. Not me.
- Do you have a girlfriend?
- Yes.
- How long have you been together?
- Five and a half years.
And you have no problem coming
or getting a hard-on?
Every time? You can have my card,
if things aren't going so well.
- I wouldn't know what to say.
- Leave that to me.
If you can't get it up,
just call Joan. It's okay.
- I can get an erection.
- What's the problem?
I just said that...
There's no man around who hasn't
experienced potency problems.
Take care, Frank. Say hi to Mia.
Casper introduces me to someone
I don't know, and then he leaves.
I'm sat there
with a complete stranger.
The rule is,
if you introduce someone, you stay.
I sat there with Joan ?rting,
not knowing what to say.
- The sexologist?
- Yes. It's just not on.
- What was wrong with that?
- I didn't know what to say.
- It's not the end of the world.
- No. I guess not.
You don't leave people with someone
they don't know. Rule no. 1.
- Sleep tight, honey.
- You too.
What's that, honey?
Is it the radiator?
- Frank, honestly...
- I'll go and shut off the water.
I'll get the big pipe wrench
and disassemble the system.
- I can't do anymore, honey.
- Just this last one.
- We've already been there.
- In that one? No.
- Hi. Look! They've got it.
- It's the one I've been looking for.
Let's go in.
They force us back to the monkey
stage. With arms like this...
- All the immigrant men laugh at us.
- Well, we laugh at them as well.
"I'm not going."
Suddenly there you are again.
That's women for you.
The pussy rules.
We're hungry. How about
going to The Green Basement?
- No. There's no meat in the lasagna.
- Can't we get some decent food?
- Yes, of course. But I'm not going.
- I'm only into meat products.
- We don't want meat.
- The salad bar at Hereford's, then?
Come on. It's got nothing
to do with veggie food.
- Bacon and feta cheese...
- Yuck!
Great. Listen... I have to get out
on the asphalt and fire it up.
I have to feel a bit more masculine
than I do in here. Coming, Frank?
- Yes.
- No, you're not.
We were going to spend
some quality time together.
I'm going to Gilleleje.
I'll be home around 6. Bye!
Let's go and get some lunch, Frank.
And have a nice time.
I think it's really macho...
"I'm off to Gilleleje." "Okay, bye."
- Are you applauding him for this?
- No, it's dead annoying.
- But it's very manly, that's true.
- And very boyish.
- I said I wanted to go as well.
- You on a motorbike, Frank?
- Their melon juice is delicious.
- Iben, don't forget your bags!
Oh, can you take them?
- The weather is lovely.
- Yes.
- I might get a motorcycle.
- A motorcycle?
- What do you want with that?
- I think it would turn you on.
- You're not exactly a...
- Yes, I am. A sexy biker.
- No, you're not.
- Yes. I'll be a real biker.
- Okay. Let's try it.
- Fine. I'll celebrate with a steak.
- You're not having that now.
- Yes. Don't argue with a biker.
- Put it back in the freezer.
- Do you want a biker spanking?
- A real biker wedgie?
- Don't do that.
Honestly! Is it the motorbike
that's made you all..?
It's so cool that you're doing this.
You're really putting your foot down.
You're sending a signal to Mia,
saying "I want my freedom."
I haven't said it for a while,
but you're the man, Frank.
- What's up, Ulf?
- What the hell. Casper, my boy!
- Good to see you.
- This is my mate, Frank.
Frank is thinking about buying.
Not just thinking.
I've decided to get a motorcycle.
They're real beasts, these ones.
This one would really suit you.
What do you think?
- It's not cheap.
- You can feel it in your...
- It goes straight to your willy.
- Yes! Will it ever be normal again?
- What do you say?
- I want it.
Frank is a decisive man.
We have this thing we do, every
time we sell bikes of that size.
Thor's Eye.
It's an old Viking thing.
I don't get any signals.
You've got what it takes.
- Congratulations.
- Bloody hell!
- Could he go and see The Smith?
- I need a helmet.
No, you don't.
We don't use them.
- Feel free to get one, but...
- The Smith can get a doctor's note.
That way, you avoid the muff.
It looks like crap.
- Is he down there?
- Yes. Come, Frank.
- Where are we going?
- We're going to see The Smith.
- Wait here, Frank.
- Alright.
- "The Smith". What a stupid name.
- I've been in there as well.
- Why is it stupid?
- Is he a Satanist as well?
Most people here think
the Vikings got it right.
- They died out 1,000 years ago.
- Yes, but while they were alive...
He's ready for you, Frank.
We'll stay out here.
- Hi there.
- Hi.
- Hi. I'm The Smith. Sit down.
- Thanks.
- You've got a motorbike?
- Yes. I just bought it.
- A real one.
- Yes. A highway patroller.
- I need to test you first.
- Okay. I hope it's not needles.
No. It's Thor's Eye.
An old Asa trick.
Look at me.
Sorry. You haven't got it.
- What do you mean?
- Your eyes shifted. You failed.
It was because there was air
in the radiator...
- I tested you. You haven't got it.
- Let's do it one more time.
Sorry. It was a short visit. Bye.
- You can't be serious.
- See you, Frank.
- Thanks a lot! That Asa stuff...
- Goodbye. Nice to meet you.
- Shut the door.
- I'm going home to Midgard.
- That wasn't so bad, was it?
- No, it was alright.
- Ready to hit the roads, then?
- Yes. I'll wear a helmet.
- Why?
- I failed Thor's Eye.
That just means
we can't ride with them.
That's what you're telling me. Fine.
All you had to do was look straight
ahead. You couldn't manage that.
That's true. The radiator was
making a noise, so I looked...
A big, stupid Viking shouldn't decide
if I should have a doctor's note.
We can't ride with them now.
It's going to affect me as well.
And I thought
we were going to Gilleleje.
- I'll get a doctor's note.
- Oh. I'll believe it when I see it.
- I know other people.
- Fine.
I had it upstairs,
but not in the basement.
- You didn't have what?
- "It." You're supposed to have it.
But I don't really care.
The Deli House, Mia speaking.
Hello, Cousin Andreas.
Nice to talk to you.
Oh no...
Mama is in hospital.
She's in a coma.
Andreas' mother? Oh.
What a shame.
We have to go out there.
Where's the car?
- You want me to come?
- Yes, of course.
- But I don't know her.
- It's Andreas' mother.
- I can't talk to her.
- Please go with me.
- Can you go and get the car?
- Yes.
In my best judgment,
with her abnormal heart rhythm -
- and relatively low pulse rate,
she hasn't got long to go.
The blood flow to the brain
is not sufficient.
When did we last see her?
Was it at Hanne's birthday?
- It's no more than 14 days ago.
- She seemed fine then.
You often see it
with heart attacks.
- They're worn out, and suddenly...
- I'll go and check on her.
Andreas, I was thinking...
I've just bought a motorbike.
I'd like to ride without a helmet,
but you need a doctor's note.
Is there any chance that you could
write me one, being a doctor?
Yeah. Let's talk about it later.
But you'll do it?
That's super.
Hi. Good to see you again.
- Hi, Svalle. Hi, Victor.
- Hi.
- It's terrible...
- Am I too late?
It's degrading being stuck to a
life support, after a life like hers.
I would suggest that you say
goodbye to her when you leave.
We don't know if she'll still
be alive when we come back.
Maybe we should
get together in prayer.
Let's join hands
and say a silent prayer together.
Are you going to say anything,
Andreas?
- No, we'll just keep it inside.
- Okay.
- What are you doing?
- It's the radiator.
- Not now, Frank!
- The radiator is noisy.
- There's air in the system...
- Stop it.
Well. That was lovely.
Are you coming, Frank?
- What?
- I'll just have a look at it, okay?
Piece of old junk...
- Hello. I'm Jacob Thyssen.
- Hello.
- Are you related to Erna Svendsen?
- Mama? Yes, I am.
Mama? Oh, okay.
When you've reached her age
it's time to... you know.
She's on morphine now,
so she shouldn't be suffering.
Good. By all means, give them
morphine so they don't feel any pain.
- I could turn up the morphine...
- As long as she's not suffering.
- You understand what that means?
- Yes. I'm sure no one will mind.
Well, then it's just a matter
of turning it up and moving on.
There's air in the radiator system.
Just so you know.
- I don't have any tools with me.
- We have people who can fix it.
- Don't worry about that.
- I'll grab a cup of coffee.
The cafeteria is that way.
You really put me in
a pickle last time.
I haven't quite forgotten about it.
You introduce me to Joan ?rting,
who I don't know, and then you leave.
- I didn't know what to say to her.
- That's not my fault. Come on!
I'd just like to know
when I'm meeting a stranger.
Imagine if I was like that, and you
had to babysit me all the time.
- Hi, Cousin Andreas.
- Hi, Frank.
- Hi. Andreas. Nice place.
- What a surprise.
- I've written your doctor's note.
- Have you brought it?
Andreas has written a doctor's note,
so I don't have to wear a helmet.
- You've never met, have you?
- No. What are you doing?
Going for a pee. Or maybe number two.
Who knows? Time will tell...
- Where's Cousin Andreas?
- He left.
- Was it embarrassing?
- I know what you're doing.
You were trying to do a Joan ?rting.
He had a call, and then he left.
- Give it up, Frank.
- You were saved by the cell phone.
That's me. I'm Gladstone Gander.
Come on.
- What was he doing?
- I don't know. He was in a hurry.
- Hi there!
- Come here, Frank.
- What do you think you're doing?
- We're just riding around.
What are you doing, allowing
them to turn up the morphine?
- You're such an idiot.
- No, honey... Hi, everybody.
- How could you say yes?
- You've killed Mama.
Do you realise that?
You've killed Mama!
- Is she dead or what?
- Yes, Frank! Don't be stupid.
The doctor and I agreed that if she
was suffering, she could have more.
- Everyone knows it's euthanasia.
- No. I didn't agree to that.
Calm down. You gave me
the impression that you were her son.
- Lying to the doctor!
- I never said that.
- You called her Mama.
- We all do. Don't we?
Yes, Frank. But you killed her,
and that's not okay.
I'm going.
Good luck with it all.
- Bye, Frank.
- Bye.
You ask me for a favour,
and I write you a doctor's note.
And this is how you repay me?
Give it to me.
Thank you.
This is how you help us.
- You owe Ruth and Svalle an apology.
- Okay, I'd like to say...
Go up to people!
Sorry, Victor. Sorry, Ruth.
Svalle... I screwed up.
Mads...
You're so incredibly stupid.
Come on, now!
- I don't have to come, do I?
- Oh yes, you do.
Do you think you can just
run away? Come on!
I thought we agreed that
she wouldn't be there for very long.
And we said goodbye.
- Hi, Ulf. Here I am.
- So I see.
- Is it ready?
- It won't be ready. Sorry.
You got the thumbs down.
The Smith said no way. No go.
I failed Thor's Eye.
I didn't pull your stupid beard.
- No need to be rude.
- I'll just buy it somewhere else.
You can search all the way from
Mors to Hven. You won't get a bike.
- Bye, Frank.
- Why not? Jesus...
"You won't find a bike
between Mors and Hven..."
Mors and Hven... Mors ven.
"Mum's friend"?
It's islands.
It's not "Mum's friend".
It's Mors and Ven.
That's funny.
Cool. Excellent.
Islands. Of course!