"Hi." "Hi." "I was thinking..." "Could we talk a bit first?" "Okay." "I know it's hard the first time." "It'll be okay..." "May I see you?" "And your pants." "You're beautiful." "What's up?" "What's going on?" "Whaddya say, boys?" " Fucking faggot!" "Pick him up." "Come on, on your feet." "Stand on your own two feet." "Stand quietly!" "Stand quietly." "Good." "Now it's your turn to hit me, okay?" "Hit me." "Hit him, man!" "Come on." "Hit me proper!" "Come on, you faggot, hit me proper!" "Hey, boys, that's enough." "Come." "Come on." "BROTHeRHOOD" "I've thought a bit more about you being a staff sergeant." "Maybe you should try a different course." "And it isn't too late if you've had second thoughts." "But I haven't." "As a matter of fact I thought you'd made a decision." "We have." "But I thought we might find something better for you." "I'm not quite sure what you're saying." "You recommended me yourself." "It's an awkward situation." "During assessment the company commander told me - that he'd received a complaint from one of your subordinates." "During a night on the town you're supposed to have made passes - at one or two of your men." "And although it's outside the barracks, you're still their commander." "Yes..." "That's quite an allegation." "We've decided to leave it at that - but only if you withdraw your application." "Are you telling me that you believe this nonsense?" "My job is not to believe anything." "I just have to make everything work." "Are you saying that a lie will decide everything for me?" "How can you run a platoon, if your men don't respect you?" "Will you be seeing anybody during your holidays?" "Maybe I'll go out tonight." " Oh, really?" "With whom?" "You don't know them." " Friends from your platoon?" "They are not my friends." "When are you going back?" " I'm not going back." "Lars, you have a contract." " It has lapsed." "I don't want to be a staff sergeant." " A bit drastic, isn't it?" "I don't think so." "What about you?" "When will you be prime minister?" "I'll stick with the City Council." "And yes, I'm fine, Lars." "Good." "What will you do then?" " Who knows?" "I'll find something." "Lars, this is your education." "Of course you won't quit." "More coffee?" " No thanks." "What's life as a soldier then?" " Over and done with." "What about you?" "I can see you're still a fan of Muslims." "Oh, yes." "Hello there." " Hi." "Thanks for inviting me." "I can see it's all well-known faces." "except you." "Who are you?" "I'm Lars." " Michael." "Just call me Fatty." "They all do, for some strange reason." "You've asked us to talk to you about the local refugee center." "I understand you all agree with us." "Whack the niggers!" " Well, they are all Iraqis." "That's not the problem." "They can't help that." "But they are Muslims." "They have a Neanderthal's outlook and swarm into the country." "They get asylum, a provisional residence permit, go on the dole - and whaddaya know." "It's a fortune in their own country." "As the climax they get Danish citizenship and the right to vote." "Thanks for a nice evening." "Do you have a problem?" "Yes, I do." "What you're saying is so loser-like, I don't know where to look." "You're a bunch of losers trying to recruit even bigger losers." "Why don't you just go and suck some Paki-ass?" "Why not?" " Then go." "Who the hell said I dig immigrants?" " You did." "Never." "But I'm not some psycho or a loser, who beats up people." "Lars..." "Was it Lars?" "Stay a while, will you?" "What for?" " A critical view is good." "And you're right." "It's a prejudice that we're losers - who are looking for an outlet for our frustrations." "One shouldn't join our party, if Paki-bashing is the only aim." "So the two of you have a knitting club?" "At times it's good to take action." " Take action?" "But you do like to bash people's heads in, right?" "So you're pacifists and fascists." "How do you solve the paradox?" "You only see a small part of the greater picture." "It's not just about getting the immigrants out." "Our basis is nature." "I have nothing personally against Muslims." "But their being here is against nature." "Broadly speaking." "Hi there." "Nice farm." "And good ploughlands." " Plenty of them." "Should be possible to find some losers with a weak character." "Try the Town Hall." "There'll be a few." "We're having a bonfire on the beach tomorrow." "There's food and drink." "Why don't you join us?" "Sounds nice, but..." "Maybe you should ask one of the guys from your recruiting meeting." "They are mostly manchildren." "We've got plenty of those." "It's just a party." "We won't throw you into the fire." "Maybe it's a golden opportunity to back up your biases." "Listen, you seem to be alright, but just because we're talking doesn't mean  that you're interested, no." "I just want to assure you that a bright guy like yourself is always welcome." "Thanks, but I don't think so." "It's a free country." "Good luck with your job." " Thanks." "Wait..." "We want these black ones." "This Lars guy, you know, might be good for the group." "He's kind of bright, and he's really well-spoken." "ex-army like yourself." " Okay." "Maybe ebbe would make him an A-member..." "No!" "Don't..." "That's really a bad idea." "Why?" " We told Patrick he'd be next." "Hello, Lars." " Hi." "Welcome." "Now, look here..." "Lars, this is Kenneth." " Hi." "Kim." " Lars." "Jimmy." "You met him already." "Jonas." "My girlfriend Karina." " Hi." "Then there's Patrick, who's Jimmy's younger brother." "What was that about Patrick and a witch?" "I told him it's only for Midsummer Day." "He refuses to take it away." "Talk of the devil..." "What the hell is that?" "What do you mean?" "It's an Arab chick, who's going into the fire." "You moron, it looks like Hitler as a drag queen." "What're you doing, man?" " It took me a whole day..." "Stop it!" "Leave it alone." "Remove that Hitler moustache!" " Yes." "Don't, Jimmy!" " The moustache has to go." "Why?" " It can't look like Hitler." "Take it easy, man!" " It has to burn." "Hell, yes!" "Yeah, burn the Arab!" "Onto the fire!" "Look at those twisted tits." "She's cool, isn't she?" "Look at the birds!" "The Danish song Is a fair, young maid" "Who hums so sweetly in Denmark's House" "She is a child Of the ocean realm" "Where beeches listen to the roar of waves..." "Has anybody seen Patrick?" "Patrick?" "Patrick!" "Fuck, man!" "Patrick!" "Hey, stop!" "I'll take care of this!" "Patrick, goddamn it!" "What are you doing, man?" "Shit...!" "Kenneth!" "Here we go." "Sit up!" "Come on." "Good." "I wanna go home and sleep." "You just stay here." "Did Fatty see it?" "We'll talk about it tomorrow." "No coffee?" " Tea." "Why don't you check the mail?" " Why should I?" "Well, you live here, too." "There might be mail." "This is an invitation for a job interview at the army operative command." "In North Zealand." " Right." "I contacted your superior, and..." " No, that can't be done." "They cannot comment on it..." " No, but I know some people, Lars." "And we all thought that it would be best for you to find a new place..." "Fucking hell, you did!" "Don't you dare go behind my back!" "How can you do that?" " I don't go behind your back." "Are you part of this?" "I think you should be grateful for a second chance." "We lend you a helping hand, and that's all there is to it." "Lars!" "What's going on here?" " Throw it." "Throw what?" " This one." "Lars, you can do it." " Throw it yourself." "Lars, you have to do it." "No way." "Go fuck yourself." "I'm not doing it." "Come on..." " Throw it, Lars!" "Come on, now." "I knew he was queer!" " I said "throw"!" "Get over there." " No way." "Do you think I'm stupid?" " All words and no action." "You're so fucking weak, man." "Come on, go for it!" "Come on, Lars!" " Fuck you!" "Come, come..." " That's the way!" "Not too bad, man." "You could do it after all." "Lars, he's got a knife." "He's got a knife, man." "Hit him." "Go on..." "Hit him!" "You could do it after all!" "... this year for the regions and the various factions - and I believe a lot of work will be done." "I expect your full support and co-operation for this project." "Got it?" "Yes." " Good." "And finally the board has decided to offer full membership - to one more member of the group." "Lars, you're the one." "First there are certain formalities." "You must sign a declaration of confidentiality - and these papers must be read carefully." "More to read..." "Our service manual." "And I suggest that Jimmy could help you along." "There'll be some swotting concerning ideology and party principles..." "Congratulations." "Patrick?" "Patrick, hang on." "Let go!" " No way." "Relax..." "Take it easy." "Look at me." "This is the price you have to pay for not focussing." "Do you understand?" "The parties..." "The drugs." "He's been here for three weeks, and is Fatty's favourite." "I know how much a membership means..." "The hell it does!" "It means a lot to me as well." "Do you understand?" "I'll talk to ebbe, okay?" "But you have to get a grip." "Okay." " No!" "I'm tired of not having anybody's respect." "Come..." " Don't!" "Give me a hug." "Idiots!" "Who?" " This pathetic Nazi group..." "They attacked a man at the refugee center." "It was me." "That's not funny, Lars." "Have you gone completely insane?" "Look at me, when I'm talking to you." "This is why you're going back to the army, my fine fellow!" "You're just a silly boy." "There's not an ounce of man in you." "Hello, Lars." " Hi." "Come inside..." " Thanks." "Jimmy speaking..." "Hi." "What?" "No, that's definitely not a good idea." "Okay, but then he'll just have to find another place." "Fatty, it's not my fault you have a kid, is it?" "I don't want him around here, stupid!" "Fatty, listen..." "I don't believe it!" "Fuck!" "Good morning." "Not a bad spot for a holiday, is it?" " It's not too bad." "You could lend Jimmy a hand." " Of course." "I'll be off then." "Nice house you've got." "Close to the beach and everything." "It's not mine, it's ebbe's house." "Who's he?" "He's the chairman." " I see." "It's to be used by people from the organization and visitors from abroad." "Right." " I just live here while I'm fixing it." "Okay." "Cool." "And Patrick's your brother, right?" "Does he live here as well?" "No, he's staying in my apartment for the time being." "Okay." "Right, what needs to be done?" "The gutters need to be checked and maybe fixed." "And the porch needs to be finished." " Okay." "Where should I start?" "Start?" " Don't you want my help?" "I don't know." "Mow the lawn." "It's really cool." "I'm calling it a day." "It's too dark." "May I suggest that I give you a hand tomorrow to speed up things?" "Well..." "You may suggest that, if you like." "Morning." " Morning." "Thanks." "Anything wrong?" "Organic beer?" " Yes." "Bash some Pakis, but beware of the big, bad additives." "It's important to buy organic." "We have to be careful not to fuck up nature." "Of course." "And this is much better for you." "Ready?" " Yeah, bring it on." "Did you turn it on?" " Yes." "And...?" "Not a single drop, man." " Not a drop." "Pretty good." "Take it all down and fasten the downpipe." "Where's the drill?" " In the scullery." "Is it organic too?" "Karina's mum is the dumbest thing in town." "She's a real idiot." " She's such a therapist type..." "Shut up, Jimmy." " No, it's important to me." "I care for your family." "You should tell me off." "Here come the princes..." "Jimmy and Michael." "What's the situation with the house?" " We're doing fine." "Jimmy is fixing our summer cottage." "Michael said you got a helping hand?" "Yes, that's Lars." " Welcome." "Thanks." " Michael speaks highly of you." "Nice with a bright guy." "So what's your line of work?" "I just left the army." "I was a sergeant." " So we got ourselves a real man." "Welcome." " Thanks." "No more violence against the laws of nature." "No more pity!" "And no more scum!" "Sieg Heil." "I give you..." "Aryan Bullet!" "Get out of here." "No, you take it." "I'm full." " Sure?" "Jimmy, would you like to go swimming?" "No, I went this morning." " Come on, you stick." "Come on, man." " What?" "Now?" "Yes, we'll take a few beers along and knock ourselves out." "Is it because you know I'm a better swimmer, or what?" "Yes, that's why." " Hey, relax, man..." "You're heading for a fall." "You know that?" "Then come." "Fuck, it's cold." " What happened to little cocky Lars?" "I shrank two inches, I think." " Little Lars." "May the shower be hot." " Little Lars shrank..." "Give me a break, man." "Come on, come on...!" "Oh, that's good." "Jesus, it's good." "Shitty ocean." "Come her..." "Come!" "What are you doing?" "What do you think you're doing?" "Answer me!" "This is the information packet." "You must read it, pay the giro - and there's also the latest issue of our periodical." "You must also read and sign..." " Jimmy, about yesterday..." "When you sign up for A-membership, it's for life." "You commit yourself to actively fighting for white supremacy - and intending to live in harmony with nature's laws." "And all that..." "In short you dedicate yourself to the movement." "Stating that you're not a bad person." " Meaning what?" "Here you can read how to recruit new members - how to write leaflets and act during rallies..." "What is a bad person?" " There's no fixed admission date." "The board will say when you're ready." "It's no requirement - but we'd like you to be familiar with the visions of the Third Reich." "But you can read that later." "Any questions?" "No." "Hi there." " Hi." "How're things?" " Okay." "You came to check up on the house?" "No, I came to see how you were getting along with your pupil." "You're giving swimming lessons now?" " No." "We just went for a dip." " Sure." "I saw you were busy swotting." "I've read most of it already." " Good." "Any questions?" "No, Jimmy's more or less explained most of it to me, so..." "That's alright then." "Jimmy, have you got a minute?" "Sure." " Lars, get in the warm car." "I'm sorry I didn't brief you about Lars' membership." "That might have been a good idea." "I talked to ebbe, but forgot about you." "I see now it would've been better if you could've run it by Patrick first." "Things are going well with Lars, huh?" "Yes." "I won't say "I told you so"." "Just make sure he doesn't get too cocky." "I've got my hands full with you, as it is." "See you, Lars." " Yeah, see you." "Is everything okay?" "Jimmy, listen..." "Jimmy, we have to talk." "Leave me alone, okay?" "It won't do..." "everyone's here now?" "Okay." "The refugee center." "On behalf of the board, I'd like to commend you on your effort." "The press has taken the matter up, and we've received a lot of exposure." "We've received a tip about a coming leftist rally." "We must apply maximum non-aggressive pressure - and aim it at the organizers." "And we must be visible on the square during the rally itself." "Got it?" "Jimmy and I'll write the material." "Jimmy showed me your leaflets, and I think we can do better than that." "We need a more aggressive image." "Can I...?" "A more aggressively charged image." "Say a... bullet." "And the wording." ""Pakis..."" ""Pakis cost Denmark billions." "A bullet only costs a nickel."" "I think that's a bad idea." " It's great." "We just found our new propaganda minister." "Remember, the board wants no part of this." "Now, to get back to your actions." "Hello!" "The faggot by the water tower." "You went too far there." "You must contain yourselves." "If he went to the police, and we don't know if he did, you've got a problem." "We don't want our name mixed up in that kind of stuff." "It'll only harm the organization, if one of you goes to jail again." "Got it?" "What was all that about a faggot by the water tower?" "ebbe's just mad that he ended up in hospital." "Why?" " He's afraid he'll go to the cops." "No, why did you bash him up?" " Because he was a faggot." "The trick is to get the young ones who haven't come out yet - because they're afraid to tell anyone." "We don't like faggots in our organization, see?" "I've ordered this flagpole as well." " For 27 Hestehaven?" "We'll deliver it." "Anything else?" " No." "That'll be 5,216 kroner." "Thanks." "Lars?" "Lars?" "Lars." " Yes." "Hi." " Hi." "Your hands are trembling." " Well, it's cold in here." "Have you met my friends?" "Yeah." "They stink." " So do you." "What would you do if the others found out you were with another guy?" "Think they'd treat you like they did the faggot at the water tower?" "I don't know." "Maybe." "Want one?" " No thanks." "Read today's paper?" "They ran a story about the leaflets you posted in town." ""Right-wing extremists enshroud square in Nazi propaganda."" "Not bad, huh?" "I think ebbe and the board are putting little gold stars next to your name." "Things are going okay, huh, Lars?" "Hurry up, Kenneth." "I'm hungry." " You won't score anyhow, faggot." "Nice." "You'd like it if I were a faggot?" "You'd like to be fucked up the ass?" "Get a grip, you fuckin faggot!" " It takes one to know one." "Shut the fuck up, and sit down." " Fucking faggot." "Reminds me of ernst Rohm." " What are you talking about?" "ernst Rohm was the head of the SA." " Hitler's right-hand man in the 30's." "You'd know if you ever read a book." " Anyway, what about him?" "He was queer." " That's what some people claim." "He was." "That's why Hitler had him executed." "Rohm had gotten too powerful, so they needed an excuse to get rid of him." "Luckily he liked groping the young soldiers, and they found their excuse." "He was powerful, that's true." " And he was queer, too." "No doubt about it." "That was the focal point of Hitler's campaign against him." "He wanted to turn the public against him, because he was very popular." "He was one of Hitler's closest friends, but became too powerful." "A liability." "Finally Hitler removed all the top SA people." "They captured Rohm and put him in a room with a loaded gun." "They gave him 15 minutes to kill himself." "He refused, so they shot him." "He wasn't necessarily a faggot, but he got too powerful, so they shot him." "Who cares why?" "The main thing is they wasted him." "Cheers, guys." "Don't puff smoke in my face." " Cheers." "Let's split, and go find some pussy." "Jimmy, let's split." "There's some pussy right there." "Suddenly the place reeks of desert rat." "What are you looking at, Paki pigs?" " Alright, let's go." "Get a move on." " Let me just finish my beer." "Jimmy, keep your mouth shut." "What are you doing, man?" " Relax!" "excuse me, but did your mom fuck a gorilla, or what?" "Hey, stop!" "Calm down!" "Stop it!" "Calm down!" " Calm down, guys." "Get the fuck out of here." "Get his socks." "Let me." "Let me do it." "I'd better stay the night." " No, go home." "Okay." "See you, then." "Hi there, handsome." " Don't." "Hi..." "Hi, Michael." " Jimmy." "I'm sorry about yesterday..." " Not now." "Later." "Hello...!" "Jimmy and I have a meeting with ebbe - but I have a short announcement." "I hope to see you all at the initiation ceremony this weekend - because we're applauding one of our own." "Lars." "No thanks." "What?" " I don't want the membership." "You don't say no, Lars." "Think about that." "I'll wait in the car." "Okay, we're done here." "Off you go." "What the hell is going on?" " I don't know." "What's going on?" " I've had it with this crap." "You know what happens to defectors." " I don't give a shit." "You signed the application, for Chrissakes!" "You know the drill." "Or do you expect us to let you walk away?" "Run like hell, more like it." "And I want you to go with me." "I can't." "I don't want to." "You have to accept, get it?" "After that we'll work you and me out, but you have to fucking accept!" "What's up?" "How come you're parked down there?" "Have you been crying?" "Look at me." "What are you doing, you fucking junkie?" "Fucking jew!" "Are you strung out?" " Yeah, I'm high as a kite, Jimmy." "What's going on?" "Fuck off..." "Fuck off, man!" " What's bugging you?" "I know what's going on between you and Lars." "Lars?" " Yeah, Lars!" "Are you still bitter about the selection?" "Fuck that." "You're with him." "I saw you, man!" "Look, you're just..." " Shut up!" "Are you fucking him?" "Are you fucking him?" "Don't you lie." "Jimmy, know what..." "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Fuck you, Jimmy." "What if he blabs?" "He won't." "We have to decide." " What do you want me to do?" "I want you to go away with me." " But I can't!" "This is my life, my family and my friends." "Okay?" " You still think this is wrong." "Don't you?" " Shut up." "Fuck you, Jimmy." "Fuck you." "I'll just fucking go on my own." "Relax, will you?" "Give me some time to work this out." "Okay?" "Okay." "Our very own Lars Kristoffersen." "Congratulations, Lars." "Hi, Patrick." "What's up?" "I need to talk to Fatty." " Michael." "Michael, it's Patrick." "Patrick, what's wrong?" "Who's that?" "ebbe..." "Fuck!" "Just take it easy." "Good morning." " Good morning." "Hi, ebbe." "Welcome." "I heard you were almost finished here, so I came to admire your work." "Looks good with the new window." " Yeah." "The porch looks like it's getting there, too." "The new door really lets in the light." "Not all thumbs, are you?" "New ceilings, huh?" "Did you fix the water in the bathroom?" "Yes." "Do you want to have a look?" " No." "Well, Lars helped me with more or less everything outside." "It's a great place." "We need to get hold of a grill for the topping-out ceremony." "You can stay as long as you want." " Thanks." "See you." " See you, ebbe." "Take care." "Lars." "An old saying goes:" ""A stranger is an enemy you haven't met yet"." "Many felt that way when they first met you." "But behind the critical questions I saw an agitator." "A great intellect." "A rare eloquence among us." "I saw potential in you." "And when I asked the others to give you a chance here " "I found little support." "I staked my honour on your trustworthiness." "And as the days went by, and you moved in with Jimmy  you showed great team spirit, dedication - and you and Jimmy even seemed to form a special bond." "It strengthened my judgment." "And here we are today." "A-member." "Part of the community." "No longer a stranger among us." "That is why we have a little surprise for you." "But first I'd like to propose a toast to Lars." "And to Jimmy, who stood by Lars on his journey into National Socialism." "Cheers." "Where are we going?" " I told you, it's a surprise." "Relax." " Take it easy." "Just take it easy." " Relax." "Just take it easy." "Get him up." "Good morning, Jimmy." "Welcome back." "We've been waiting for you." "Lars, in particular." "We didn't want to start without you." "Fatty, leave him alone." "Three against one." "Just right for you." " You're wrong." "That would be unfair." "Cut him loose." "What the fuck have you done?" " Relax." "You see, Jimmy, you've gotten yourself into a real mess." "You can't have it all, so you have to choose." "It either ends here for the both of you..." "Or else you show Lars what we do with fucking faggots like him." "What'll it be?" " Look..." "Put that knife down." "What'll it be?" " What do you want?" "What will it be?" " Get that knife away." "Okay, I'll do it." " Alright, then." "You know the drill, soldier." "Do it!" "Do it, Jimmy!" "Do it." "Whack him one, Jimmy." "Whack him!" "Hit him!" "Whack him one, Jimmy." "Do it!" "Punch him in the face." "Don't spare his pretty face." "Do it." " Hit him!" "One more time, come on." " There." "Again, Jimmy!" " Do it!" "Punch him again!" " Come on, you fucking faggot!" "Cut it out!" "There you go!" " Lars..." "One more time!" "No!" " Go on." "Lars!" "No!" "Leave him alone." " Get back." "Let's get out of here." "Come on, Patrick." " Fuck off." "Fuck off, you fucking pig." "Come on, Patrick." " Jimmy, come on." "What the hell are you doing?" "Come on, Jimmy." " Patrick." "Lars..." "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry." "Where are we going?" " You decide." "Think you can walk?" " Yes, let's just get out of here." "Jimmy?" "Jimmy!" "Lars, I didn't know..." " It's okay." "They don't know if he'll ever wake up again." "I think he'll wake up soon." "I know it." "Well, I'd better get..." "Patrick." "Scandinavian Text Service 2010"