Uro

Come on!

Get up!

Get up!

Come on.

Come on.

I've got some good stuff.

Sit down.

I've got 3000...

Tim!

Shut up!

Ok, buddy.

Police!

Freeze!

There's another guy.

Secure the area first!

Drop the gun!

HP!

Stop!

Freeze!

-Don't move!

-Ok, I won't...

Didn't you learn anything in Bod?

What were you thinking?

There were so many people.

I thought I could go ahead.

What did you specifically do wrong?

I didn't secure the area, acted

on impulse and endangered others.

But I got us in there.

We got our man. It was a success.

Somebody calm him down.

Anybody want this?

Your kids, Henning?

HP...

No one here wants to get shot

over PlayStation games.

Get that straight!

I didn't bring you to URO

to get you killed for nothing.

Should I have let him go?

Just because

you were in the shits once...

If a guy runs, I go after him.

Be patient, HP.

You're new here.

It's in those losers' blood.

They always f*ck up in the end.

Let me go!

Is this your mother?

She was raising hell

at the grocery store.

I wanted to buy dinner for my son,

but someone stole my money.

I had to leave

the groceries at the store.

I'll take this.

Thanks.

You just wait here.

-Sorry, mom is having a bad day.

-Can I help?

No. She's an alcoholic.

There isn't much to do.

-I have to go.

-See you.

You put it here, mom.

-Theres 5000 here.

-Don't yell.

I wanted to surprise you with dinner.

See your new apartment.

You can't come down there drunk.

-I'mm not drunk.

--Mom... Goddamn!

What if I were?

Would you have gotten fired?

-This is where you come from.

-No.

Why do you have to ruin

everything I try to do for you?

Think it was easy

raising you alone?

You can't remember who you fucked.

I hope you're satisfied

with what you have become.

-HP, what's happening?

-Give me a little more time.

-Sorry.

-What are you doing?

Cool it!

It wasn't on purpose!

-Sorry.

-Get this cleaned up.

Let me buy you a drink, OK?

Shit, you really got wet.

Forget about that drink.

Hans Petter?

Good God...

I haven't seen you in ages.

I was sure

you were dead or in prison.

You look so different.

How are you?

-Ready to go, Mette?

-Yes.

I have to work.

Drop by later and tell me

what you've been up to.

You ok here, Camilla?

Mette!

Can't we talk right now?

Catch up over a beer...

I don't want to go home yet.

Come on.

Say hello to Hans Petter.

We grew up together in Romss.

Martin, give this guy a beer.

Here.

I just have to check

the register, ok?

Sorry about your pants.

You OK?

Don't worry about it.

Did you jerk off to her,

like everyone else?

Hello?

We'll do it here later.

-Do you run this place?

-Yes, it's mine.

Let's do this.

I have some business...

Your friend needs a refill.

Look at his eyes. Come on.

Come on.

-Are you buying his?

-Yes.

So what happened?

You just left class and were gone.

I knew they would kick me out,

so I left for the military.

He knocked the teacher out

with one of those knuckle-dusters.

The poor fool had a lisp

until he got new teeth.

"The Hithtory of the Vikingth..."

I know everything about this guy.

But we won't talk about that.

Hey.

This is 50 grand worth.

Pay me on Thursday.

Let me know if you want more.

Police!

Freeze!

Take it easy!

Do you like grabbing guys' asses?

He can go.

Get lost.

-Here's our undercover guy!

-Marco said he had a lot more.

Stay glued to him.

How many northerners does it take

to f*ck 100 women?

One! Me!

-Did that girl know you?

-Of course not.

-How did you make contact?

-I bullshitted my way in.

Acted cool.

Bought him a drink.

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