What do you see?
I see all of them.
You have ten seconds.
Ten, nine, eight,
seven, six, five,
four, three, two, one.
My boss would like to see you.
Why?
Fuck, cut the crap.
You aren't in a position to ask why.
Please come with me.
Say something.
I want to hear your voice.
I want to ask you for something.
In return for removing your pain.
Once again, you have relieved me of my pain.
It's like you're pulling nails out of my body.
As a thank you.
It's very valuable. And very old.
It's kind of you.
But I can't take it.
There's only one thing I want from you.
That you allow Mother Hulda's daughter to return.
I'd do a lot for you, Miu.
But that's the one thing you'll never get from me.
Ask for something else.
We can make a deal.
Return the child, and I'll do whatever you want.
Mother Hulda tried to escape with her daughter.
Do you think such stupidity should be rewarded?
You can take me as collateral.
I'll make sure Mother Hulda won't run away again.
If she does, you can kill me.
You're a strange one.
Do you think you can control everything?
Bring the Sun up when you want to?
Some things are out of your hands, Miu.
Name a price.
No price. No negotiations.
If you refuse to negotiate, I'll put those nails right back inside you.
Can you do that?
Perhaps.
Wait here.
If you pay this in seven days, then we might be able to make a deal.
Dare to shake hands on our deal?
There's no way back now, Miu.
Miu?
Are you working for Mr. Chiang now?
No.
But soon everything will be good again.
Would you read a little faster if I… took the pressure off?
Well, given the extent of the charges against you,
as your lawyer,
I would recommend that you shut up.
Okay?
There's a girl outside. She insists to see you right now.
Tell her to come back tomorrow.
He's busy.
Try tomorrow.
I'll just wait here.
Okay.
What's up, buddy?
Hey, bro.
…for pistols, Kalashnikovs, hand grenades…
I have a big shipment on the way. Really big.
So that's not a problem.
Money isn't the problem either, we have a lot.
But do you know what the problem is?
Do you have any idea,
any at all, how we can manage to transfer the money,
so we can pay everyone that we need to pay?
-Is it really big? -A big shipment.
-Well, we'll fix it, bro. -Can I count on you?
-It's no problem. -I knew it! I knew that!
Export, import. I have all those pickled vegetables…
Not directly down there, but in steps, Hungary.
You know my principle, "All wolves fed, every sheep accounted for."
-And? -And you know what else?
All sheep fed. Every sheep must be fed. Not only the wolves!
Let's make a toast, we have a reason.
Cheers, guys!
Congratulations. Everything will be as agreed.
Sit, just a moment.
-It's strong, for fuck's sake. -Stevo.
A good one!
Hello? Listen to me well.
We have a guarantee for the money. So there's no problem.
Everyone should do as they are told.
If anyone fucks up, I'll cut their head off myself.
Boss?
Miroslav.
Miroslav!
What is it, for fuck's sake… What is it?
That girl from earlier is still waiting for you.
You know what, kindly tell her that she should leave,
or else Dusan will come and throw her out.
-Okay. -That's right.
She also asked me to tell you that she's… What was the word in Danish now…
A lucky coin.
What the fuck?! Why didn't you tell me right away?
-Damn, I tried, but you were busy. -A lucky coin, for fuck's sake.
Miro, I'm also going home now.
Wait, wait for me.
Wait a minute. Was it a mistake to let her in?
-What? No. -Hurry up, let's go.
-Come on, bring her to my office! -Okay…
What's going on?
Goddamn… A goddamn lucky coin!
It is you.
Yes.
I thought you were dead.
Maybe you were hoping?
Hoping? Not at all.
Of course I'm happy to see you. And to see that you're well.
You've aged a lot.
Yes. Time flies.
How did you find me?
You still have the same name.
What can I do for you, Miu?
I need a job.
And a place to stay.
But you're a lucky coin.
Not anymore.
Well… How does one stop being a lucky coin?
How does one stop being a gangster?
Okay. I can find you a job.
But I don't have the space to let you live here.
I haven't got anywhere else to go.
And you owe me.
What kind of job?
Illegal.
High pay.
Okay.
Miu. Polixen, Bjarke. My friends.
What about him? What's his name?
My name is--
What did I tell you about that?
Do you speak Danish?
Say something?
They shouldn't talk too much, but a few words would be good.
Nice to meet you. I'm Miu.
We'll find something for Miu. No problem.
Super! Perfect! See you.
Bye.
You'll be a salesperson.
We'll send someone to teach you.
Who should teach her?
I'd say Danny.
Good idea. He's smart.
For night shifts, arrive well-rested.
Just like any other workplace.
This is some of the boys. This is Miu.
Always keep this phone on you. And always answer it.
It's your best friend, and you can't question it, okay?
As long as you keep it up, we'll be happy and you'll get paid.
How do I get paid?
Talk to Danny.
I promise you'll get more than from the government.
-Did I forget anything? -I don't think so.
Just keep the burner on you. Danny will contact you.
One more thing, Miu. If you screw us, there'll be consequences.
Miroslav won't be able to help you. We'll come for you no matter what.
Hello?
Hey, Miu.
How are you?
Remember, you have an appointment with my boss.
I don't have the money yet.
Sorry to hear that.
But I don't think you can put off meeting my boss.
I understand.
Time is running out.
What's up? Are you Miu?
Yes.
I'm Danny.
When you get a customer, I'll give you the key.
You come down here.
Take what you need in the bag, then put it back.
Then you go to the customer. Okay?
And remember, never bring the bag with you. Okay?
Now, go up. Find Rebecca.
When you find Rebecca… tell her you're Danny's damsel.
-What's in the bag? -In the bag?
I heard you were new, but are you completely new to the business?
Yes.
Did you fuck Polixen?
No.
Sorry. Stupid question. Another question. Are you a fast learner?
Good.
Molly, coke, ketamine, Xanax. Okay?
What you have there is molly, that's Rebecca's.
Got it?
When you're done, come back to me.
Where?
The shawarma place.
-That's where we'll wait for the next one. -Okay.
Hey.
Maybe I don't have to say it, but remember, always get the money first.
Danny's damsel at the door.
So, how do you know Bjarke and Polixen?
We have the same lawyer.
Miroslav?
Crazy. He's a fucking legend.
Tough as nails. No bullshit.
That's someone I'd take a fucking bullet for, y'know?
I don't care what people say about the Balkan people.
I only look at the person inside, you get me?
And Miroslav? He's my fucking brother.
You get me?
I have to do something. I'll be right back.
You keep the phone. Make sure everything's cool. See you.
And, of course, these.
Is something wrong?
Thoughts. Racing thoughts down there.
Are you haunted by the same thoughts?
It's the dissolving of the self.
I can't feel myself. I can't.
Stop it.
I can't feel myself!
Stop it. You're here with me now. Your friend, Danny.
Your body's begging for food and water. Okay?
I don't want any.
Describe what you see.
Also…
Falafel!
Falafel with… garlic sauce.
No tomatoes.
Always. You know it.
-No tomatoes. -I know.
-Hi? -Hi.
Hi.
I'm Danny's damsel at the door.
So… you're the one delivering our stuff?
Okay.
I'm out.
-You're out? -I'm out.
But earlier you said,
You said that when you came to work.
I never said that.
Didn't you make the call?
No, I didn't.
It's not something I usually do.
That's your own business. It's not for me.
Money first.
Money first, that's fair. You have it.
What?
You took out the money, no?
Yeah.
There you have it, his idea.
Yes.
He wanted to. So let's see here…
What's the count?
Here's 3,000. You don't need to count it.
And I get this. Thank you.
You know what?
Stay here until we've seen what we've got here.
Can you… Can you open this?
I'd rather not touch it. I just cut my nails.
Cut your nails?
Yeah, I just cut my nails. They're too short.
I can't open this.
Fuck.
Sten, for fuck's sake.
Wow!
Oh, my God! It goes straight to the penis.
Where have you been?
Dope. You got the phone?
Keys?
Good job, Miu. Keep it up, and you'll go far.
I started out like you.
Now I'm the one giving out jobs.
Soon I'll be at Central. And before you know it, even further up.
I'm not planning on making street deals forever.
I'm always thinking creatively, remember?
One day you'll say, "Is that him?"
"Is that Danny, the guy who showed me the ropes?"
You'll think, "That guy was there,
and now he's suddenly here."
You get me? I have a vision.
We'll get to the top. Just keep it up. Good job.
Nicklas's body will never be the same.
It's as disfigured as a war victim's. It's horrible.
But worst of all… the penis. It's gone. Eaten by the pigs.
We've looked into every possibility.
He will need to get a prosthetic.
But he cannot reproduce. Which is what's most important.
Did he freeze his sperm?
I'm not sure about that. That's his mother's business.
But I'll ask her, now you mention it.
We live in a time where people are redefining the very essence of life.
This human-driven biological revolution is a field of unimaginable possibilities.
Everyone dreams of redefining themselves.
That's why I reached out to you.
It's from that perspective that I want to create a prosthetic for Nicklas.
If we can recreate the penis, then why not make it better?
Harder, stronger, bigger.
More powerful, more imaginative.
It's a very concrete design project.
Very, very radical.
And in our projects you've been very preoccupied by the cock.
-You think so? -Yes.
You've also mentioned several times
that you would like to have a conversation with your own cock.
I've never said that.
Yes, you have.
I have not.
Then just leave it.
I just thought it was interesting in this context.
Do you often tell people that I want to talk to my penis?
It's nothing to be ashamed of.
It sounds creative.
Can all three of you please close your eyes?
-Now? -Now. Close your eyes.
Visualize yourselves recreating the largest object.
Focus the energy of your body. Let it sink down to you know where.
And then tell me…
What do you see? What can you create?
We can recreate
a holy object for Nicklas. Indeed, the world.
It's the ultimate resurrection.
Subtitle translation by: Maria Kastberg