Jernanger (Shooting the Sun AKA The Storm in My Heart)

Year:
2009
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Damned sun.

-A shot and a beer!

-Play one more and l'll give you a shot.

-You're cruel, Eivind.

-You get a beer.

My throat is totally parched!

Stay on your feet tonight. Last

Thursday l had to carry you ashore.

Hi!

Pedersen!

Hownice! Hi!

Welcome home!

God, it's cold to come home. l don't

knowhowyou don't freeze to death!

l'm freezing!

Howlong will you stay this time?

-What do you mean?

-Before you slide back down?

You'll have to ask his wife.

-What's with the boat?

-ls there something with the boat?

Well, she's listing in the water.

-Oh, so you're an expert on boats?

-l just said that she's lopsided.

-Where have you just come from?

-Spain.

-ls it nice in Spain?

-Oh, yes; really great.

So, nowyour mission is to come from

that fascist colony and dictate to me?

Take that four-legged tumor on

a leash of yours and go home.

And take a look in the mirror. Looks like

Satan's covered your face in varnish.

Thank God the far right's not in power.

They had stopped you at the border.

Worry about that. And don't give a sh*t

about howthe boat stands in the water.

Welcome home.

-Oh goddamn.

-Don't talk.

l'm heading north tonight.

You know, for that funeral.

lt still isn't too late to come...

-ldar, dear ldar.

-Honestly, Eivind.

-Howlong has it been?

-You have the figures.

lt's been thirty-three years!

Since it is Beatrice's husband being

buried, maybe you could be there.

-People have asked about you.

-Asked about me?

Let them go on asking, stupid idiots.

lt's outrageous the whole region -

-wasn't sold to the Russians long ago.

Damned waste land.

They shouldn't have funerals,

but celebrate, damned Eskimos.

Hi!

-ls it okay?

-lt's always okay.

-Have you been thinking?

-Can't think about much else.

Me either.

lt seems l'm 7 weeks along.

-l think l just need more time.

-We don't have that.

lt's you that l want.

l want to be with you.

But l just can't...

...be a father now.

-Can't you get your old work back?

-Why do you say that?

-lt's not just about you and me.

-No, but you don't want a welder.

-How do you know?. l do too!

-That's not what l want to be.

- You want me, but not the baby.

- No, that's not what l'm saying.

-l am extremely unsure.

-Yeah.

-l'm 22 years old!

-And l'm 25 and l haven't done sh*t.

Then l knowwhere you stand.

Sleep somewhere else.

-Come. Sit.

-l need to be alone a bit.

Hi. Sorry,

l thought it was empty here.

-lt is empty here.

-Yeah.

-Get your drugs somewhere else.

-l'm not going to steal anything from you.

There hasn't been morphine

here for twenty years.

But every year a new genius

tries to break it open.

l wasn't going to steal anything. Are you

going to shoot me for staying the night?

Hop.

Hop!

Bastard.

You okay?

-Do you knowwhat's wrong with him?

-lmpossible to say. Contact the hospital.

-You are Eivind Strand?

-Yes, l know.

Your heart is not working as it should.

We've done some tests.

l haven't listened to doctors for 30

years. l'm not about to start now.

No, but you have to listen to this.

lt is rather serious.

Yes, that's well and good.

May l go home now?.

You may have a disease

known as ''growing heart.''

Scoundrel.

This means that your heart is growing,

and finally it will stop beating.

Go bother someone else.

Here you are.

Do you see me any place else?

lt was a nice trip.

You should have come.

-Oh really? Because?

-l brought back some dried hearts.

l hate that sh*t!

You'll probably get a lot of visitors,

since you're lying here alone.

What?

-l mean, Rolvsen, Pedersen and...

-Cut the crap.

-Maybe you'll have a visit from up north?

-All of my relatives are dead. Luckily.

But maybe it's not a relative.

-Have you told anyone about me?

-Yes.

And now she is

on her way south. To you.

Calm yourself! Eivind!

You could have a new attack!

You must calm down! Calm down!

Five milligram of stesolid, please.

Son of a b*tch!

Are you going to stand there

and look silly?

Or are you coming in for a swim?

Hi! Come here for a minute.

Sit here on the bed.

l'll showyou something.

Pull up your shirt.

lt shows howyour heart is beating.

You have a heart like a colt!

Hell's hell in Hell.

Kiss my ass!

-ls that... breakfast?

-lt's blood thinner.

You are ill, Eivind.

What is this really all about?

Beatrice. Why is she suddenly

coming here, after 30 years?

-Are you asking me?

-You set this up, dammit!

ls that what you think?

Get back to the hospital.

lt was a mistake leaving there;

you knowthat, don't you?

-Yeah.

-But?

l haven't seen her for 30 years.

l'm not lying here with a tube

in my cock when l see her again.

And Jernanger looks like sh*t.

l have to fix her up.

Hi. There you are!

-Sh*t! Let me go!

-Find your medicine somewhere else.

-There's no morphine on board.

-l've got that!

-Then what are you doing here?

-l came to see how everything went.

-Straight to hell.

-Fine.

Nice boat, by the way.

-So you're criticizing my boat now?.

-No. lt's a beautiful rusty brown.

-Off again to sleep off your high?

-l am not a junkie. l told you that.

-You just act like one.

-Yeah, whatever.

We've been making major

repairs on the boat.

-Not my problem.

-''Not my problem''?

You reveal who you are. l've been

surrounded by your type for a long time.

-You don't know a thing about me.

-Don't l?

Don't you need a place to sleep?

-Yes.

-l can help you with that.

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