02x01 - Snap Out of It

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Hi, Pernille.
This is Bjørnar calling.

We have to talk.

Please call me.

To delete the message, press 1. To...

I just think
this is unbelievably sad.

Can't I...

Hi, it's me.
I rang your doorbell just now.

No one answered, but...

I get that this is difficult for you,

but it won't get any easier
if we don't talk...

Can you at least answer me?

Send me a text message or something?
How long will you ignore...

We're going to meet at work,
so wouldn't it be best if...

I feel like a crazy stalker,
but I just don't know what to do.

Hello?

You shouldn't drink
too many of those.

Where are they?
We called 30 minutes ago.

The user has
turned off their phone...

The police told us
to wait in the car and not...

I'm going in.

We can't go in alone
if he's broken the restraining order.

Margrethe's not answering,
and there's a six-year-old in there.

She would have used her attack alarm
if he was in there now.

Not necessarily.

I really don't like
that we're breaking protocol.

Hi, Sandra.

Remember me?

We just want to talk to your mom,
if she's awake.

Oh, honey...

Hi, Olav.

I'll just talk to Margrethe,
and then you and I can have a chat.

SUCK IT UP

Okay.

That's fine. Thanks.

Okay. The crisis team
will pick up Margrethe and Sandra.

-How are they?
-They're scared, but not hurt.

-Do you need stitches?
-No.

I just have to go home and sleep.
Can you get home by yourself?

Can't I drive your car home?

-You need a debrief, too.
-No.

I just need to sleep.

I'll take the scolding
from Yngvar, okay?

This was my call.

Hello.

Hi, honey. Aren't you sleeping?

sh*t! What happened to you?

-Have you been in a fight?
-No.

We went to check on a father
with a restraining order,

and it went a bit badly before
the police came. It's no big deal.

Jesus Christ.
Should I make some tea or something?

No, I just need to sleep.

-Have you been to the ER?
-No, I just got strips.

Are you going
to finish painting soon?

You were supposed to drive Emma
to the psychologist today.

f*ck. I'm sorry.

It's fine, but we had to take a cab,
so you'll have to pay for it.

Okay.

Just one minor thing.

The silk blouse I borrowed
from you was really poorly made.

I washed it today,
but it couldn't take 60°C,

so now it doesn't even fit Sigrid.

Hanna, you have to read
the washing instructions.

That was careless.

Oh, and by the way?

You said the renovations
would take one week.

That's five weeks ago.

It's embarrassing to have people over
when it looks so shabby here.

Okay.

Are those for your knees?

No, they're just to help me sleep.

I'm not sleeping well right now.

Is Sigrid sleeping over
with those Swedes?

No.

No, I was supposed to go get her.

That's the second time in one week.

You're not very credible
when you accuse me of being careless.

Yeah, I know.

Should you be driving
after taking those pills?

It takes a little while
before they kick in.

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

I should have called earlier.

There was so much going on.
The police were late, and... Sorry.

Don't worry about it. It happens.
Would you like a glass of wine?

I think I should just
get Sigrid home and to bed.

They're asleep.
She has her pajamas here.

She can sleep over till tomorrow,
if you want.

She has been here
so much lately, so I think...

-But thanks a lot.
-Don't worry about it.

It's great to have her here.
She's like a part of the family.

I'm glad that Michaela has a friend.

I'll go and wake her.

And I'll get you a bag
of cinnamon buns.

-We baked far too many.
-Okay.

They have phone-free evenings,

and when I slept over last week,
we ate fondue and played Kahoot! .

Hey, Tjorven,
should we tone down the Swedish?

They read Selma Lagerlöf aloud,
and everyone joins in.

Even Michaela's brother, and he's 16!

Right now we're reading, or they are,
The Wonderful Adventures of Nils.

Are you paying attention?

Shouldn't you tidy up in here soon?

How long is Dad staying in Oslo?

A couple of days, at least.
He's visiting Grandma and you guys.

And he has some meetings
about his new book.

-But he is coming?
-Yeah, he's coming.

He's looking forward to it.

Don't worry about it.

I want to quit football
and play pingis twice a week.

Pingis? What's that?

Table tennis.
It's called pingis in Swedish.

-Hi, Grandpa.
-Hi, honey.

Go brush your teeth.
I want to talk to Pørni.

Can we talk tomorrow?
I have to sleep.

No, you're staying right there.

I've brought coffee
and caffeine pills,

and the talk we're going to have,
we're going to have right now.

Okay.

I can accept a whole lot.

But the fact that you're driving
when you've taken Imovane,

especially given
this family's history

of triangle-marked medicine
and driving...

I had to pick up Sigrid.

She couldn't sleep over with those
Swedes for the third time in a week.

I'm really worried about you.

You work yourself to death,
you eat unhealthy food.

You almost look as old as me.

When you asked me for sleeping pills,

I told you to take half a pill
for no more than three days.

I only take half a pill at a time.

I'm going to read to you
about the side effects

of prolonged use of Imovane.

I'll only read a little bit.

"Drowsiness, depression,

confusion, tiredness, psychosis,
physical addiction..."

Do you recognize any of them?

Some of them, maybe. Not psychosis.

I've looked
in your bathroom cupboard.

You've been at Volvat.

Your doctor has given you pills
in addition to mine.

You had a huge pile
of Imovane in the cupboard.

You've looked
in my bathroom cupboard?

Are you going to escape,
like you usually do?

That's been your tactic.
The pointless renovations.

You escape into work
and your provider role.

You did the same thing
when Anne died,

and now you're doing it again.

You're heartbroken, honey.

Hey...

You have to talk it over
with this Bjørnar.

Why should I talk to him?
I have no interest in doing that.

You haven't spoken to him since
you heard he's becoming a father.

I have nothing to say to him.

You have to get over it.

You haven't even dealt with Finn.

You have to learn
to give words to your troubles.

And this thing with Bjørnar
is troubling you.

-I'm sorry for driving, Dad.
-Hey...

Don't apologize to me.

But you have to talk
to the one who hurt you.

Okay?

I know it was a total misjudgment.

But the last time
I didn't go with my gut

about a restraining order,
it went to hell.

-I'm not going to scold you.
-Great.

I talked for a while
with Ole Johan yesterday.

I hadn't seen him
since your 40th birthday.

-He's a funny guy.
-He's annoying, too.

Listen...

According to you dad,
you're suffering from heartache.

-You shouldn't listen to my dad.
-Okay.

But my door is always open,

and we can always go
for a walk if you need to vent.

Is this a new thing? Walk-and-talk?

I read that Jens Stoltenberg
goes for walks when he has meetings.

It's two birds with one stone.

Six thousand steps. Not a whole lot,
but every little bit helps.

But...

Can't you take a couple of days off?

I had a look at your overtime,
and it's just insane.

We can't take time off
during the hockey puck case.

That's not till next month.
Bjørnar Berg Hansen is on it.

I don't think so. Ellen can take it.

Why not him?
You used to work so well together.

-He has experience with violence.
-So does Ellen.

Right.

He's your heartbreak.
Damn, I'm so slow.

That's what my wife said
when she moved out.

I'm trying
to be more like Jens, but...

I'm not really
a people person. Sorry.

So what?
Maybe you're more like Jonas.

You can't refuse to work with
Berg Hansen because of a tiff.

Oh no. Oh dear.

It's that bad?

MCDONALD'S

You've reached Anne.

Please send an SMS
and don't leave a message,

because I won't listen to it anyway.
I'll call back as soon as possible.

Hi.

I'm on sick leave.
Embarrassing, right?

I didn't have one day
of sick leave when you died,

and now I'm completely frayed.

Dad ranted at me and said

that I don't deal with things,
that I never confronted Finn,

and that I escape from everything,
and it's just bullshit.

TO MUNICIPAL-BJØRNAR:
DON'T CONTACT ME.

I try to deal with things.

WE CAN MEET AT WORK
AND BE PROFESSIONAL.

GOOD LUCK WITH EVERYTHING. :]

And Bjørnar...

Why should I waste time on him?
He was just a tiny part of my life.

f*ck, I wish you were here right now.

You would have supported me
and said it was right to ghost him.

No.

That's not what you would've said.

What would you have said?

That I'm a fool.

Hi.

It's me. I'm on my way over.

-I thought we should talk.
-Okay.

I'm not at home.
I'm at the SSA seminar.

And I've gone to bed,
so it'll have to wait.

Sorry, but it can't wait.
I'm driving there.

QUALITY HOTEL EXPO

Hi.

Sorry that I woke you up.

That's fine.

I thought we should talk
and clarify some things.

Yeah. I want
some clarification myself.

But you haven't wanted
to talk to me or meet me, so...

But now you suddenly want to clarify.

Sorry.

I don't know what came over me.
Good luck with everything.

Hey! I need to say something.
I don't get you.

I've been clawing
at your door for weeks,

and you just ghosted me.
You haven't given me any response.

And now you come here,
one hundred years later,

suddenly, in the middle of the night,
to f*cking Gardermoen.

-I want to talk to you.
-Talk? Okay.

I'm having a baby I don't want,

with a woman I'm not
together with or even like,

and if you had yelled at me
when this was happening,

I would have taken it,
easily, and more besides.

But that you're coming now...

Honestly, how delayed
should a response be allowed to be?

I think I maybe
haven't handled this too well.

I think you're absolutely right.

And I should also mention that while
we were writing our story,

there was a whole f*cking lot
of back and forth with you.

I mean, first you wanted to,
and then you didn't.

Then it was "yes"
and "well" and "um."

You f*cked someone and made a baby

the minute
we weren't together anymore.

What do you want?

What's your intention?
Why are you here?

You'd better figure that out.

-Could I borrow a pen and some paper?
-Yes.

-Here you go.
-Thanks.

Was it you I talked to
on the phone?

No.

Hi.

Come here.

Do you want to park your car?

Come on up?

I just have to stay
like this for a little while.

Like this?

Yeah.

-Let's see... Here.
-Is there a wind tunnel there?

Not right there, but at Voss.
It's very close.

The house is really nice.

Torstein did a great job
of renovating it for Dad.

It's a little big
for just him, maybe.

Do I have to eat this?
Can't I get a peanut butter sandwich?

No, we have to eat healthy.

It's nice that you have
a new best friend,

but why have you started
speaking Swedish?

None of your business!

I thought the two of you could
help me finish the renovations.

-A little group effort.
-I'm meeting Emma after work.

No, you're going to Spanish class.
It's Tuesday.

-Do I have to go every time?
-Of course you do.

Go brush your teeth. You're late.

Nordberg Choir, let's get
our beaks out of the cookies

and move into the tones of poetry
and Evert Taube.

We'll begin
with groups Cuckoo and Siskin,

and then groups Thrush
and Starling.

How did it go with Lars?
Did you say you wanted a break?

Yeah, we had that talk yesterday.

How did he respond?

You know, he asked me
if we should get married.

He flat-out proposed.

What a fool.

Proposing when the house is on fire.
That's quite desperate.

I said yes.

So reserve the Saturday
in four weeks' time.

And you have to bring Bjørnar,
of course.

We're doing it quickly
and keeping it simple and small.

-But it's very, very nice.
-Congrats.

Torill? Let's see... Torill?

Hey...

Would it be wrong of me to bring

the gastric surgeon
you dated to the wedding?

Are you dating Norseman-Kjetil?

-Is that wrong?
-No!

-It's really nice.
-Really? I like him a lot.

He had to stop doing Norseman because
he strained his Achilles tendon.

-Hi, girls. Discussing the choir?
-No.

You're in group Siskin.
So are you. Come on.

Hello?

Hi! Did you have
a good time with Dad?

-Huh?
-Did you have fun with Charlie?

Yeah, it was great.
He's doing really well.

And hey...

Don't get mad.

I know I begged
to stay here with you guys,

but I think I should move
to Granvin with my dad.

Really? Why?

He has a job with Kari Traa,
and that's fine, but he's all alone.

No, he's doing really well.

He doesn't need the wheelchair,
and he has lots of family there.

We can discuss it later.

Yeah, let's have a symposium
or ten about it.

-Hi.
-Hey.

-Weren't we meeting tomorrow?
-Yeah, we are.

I just wanted to... give you this.

Unwrap it.

I got it framed.

It's going on the wall
when we move in together.

Oh my God. That's lovely.

It's an authentic IKEA frame.

Okay.

-See you tomorrow.
-See you tomorrow.

-Bye.
-Bye.

-Okay.
-Bye.

Only 75 left to go

The fish ball longs for the sea

The sea is the fish ball's home

That was the 75th verse

Only 74 left to go

Jesus. I can't
take it anymore. Sorry.

It's like when you
and Dad were together.

We sang on the way to the cabin
so you didn't have to talk.

He said it was really nice
of you to come pick him up.

It's nice for you
to pick up your dad.

When can we meet Bjørnar, by the way?

Soon.

I got my first paycheck yesterday.


I took so many extra shifts.

Wow! Congratulations!

Hola , Argentina!
You've really stepped up your game.

Don't say "stepped up your game."

-It doesn't suit you.
-Sorry. I'm just proud of you.

You have one third of what you need
for Argentina in your account.

Not in my account.
In a week, I'll have doubled it.

Oh? Have you bought
shares in Dogecoin?

No, something much better.

I signed up
for a poker tournament.

The buy-in is 30,000.

Herman is teaching me,
so I'll double the amount, at least.

I actually believed you
for a second.

There's no reason
not to believe in me.

Herman says I have real talent
and a poker face.

This is the same Herman who brought
his dad's gold card on vacation?

Or did he also work his a*s off
at Elkjøp for the money?

Don't disrespect my choices.

If I get enough strikes, I can make
hundreds of thousands of kroner.

Thirty thousand
will just be small change.

That's what
high-stakes tournaments are like.

-And it's highly ill*gal.
-There's Dad!

-Hi.
-That was a great hug.

-Hello.
-Hi.

-Long time, no see.
-Yeah.

-How are you doing?
-I'm great. Look at you!

A lot of luggage for one weekend.

-I might stay for the entire autumn.
-Really?

-Did you break up with Iben?
-No.

But Grandma needs visits at the home,
and my book is coming out.

And I want to spend time with you.
I'll go out and eat with the girls.

Can you drop off the luggage?

I thought I could...

Leave it on the porch.
I'll drop off the girls later.

Come on, girls!

-Have fu...
-Your dad is staying for a while.

And he's in a generous mood.

Oh, we're going this way?