"( ♪♪ )" "( ♪♪ )" "(Cigarette sizzling, inhalation)" "(Exhaling)" "(Pen scratching)" "(Ice cubes rattling in glass)" "( ♪♪ )" "Very tender." "The fucking bunks aren't help any in that fucking bus, man." "How are the ribs feeling, buddy?" "Ricky!" "Ricky!" "Ricky!" "Ricky!" "Ricky!" "Would you...!" "They're very sore, so you hitting them does not help." "That's fucking crazy." "Good morning, fruit cups." "How was your night?" "It fucking sucked." "Yeah, how was yours?" "Probably fucking awesome..." "Unreal." "I went to a peeler bar." "Chick dressed up like Hitler, shooting ping pong balls out of her rig like a fucking machine gun." "Jesus Murphy." "I tell you one thing." "If I don't get fucking food today," "I'm going the fuck home." "You're not going fucking home." "You're not going anywhere." "I've got your fucking passports locked up in the bus." "You fucker." "You can't hold us hostage!" "Go ahead." "You can end up in jail and you're never getting home." "Grab me again and I'll hit you in the fucking man boobs so hard you'll have cancer by midnight." "All right, new day." "Three new ways to make money." ""Find the Troll of Vige..." "Vagelan..."" "Vaginaland?" "Give me the fucking thing!" "What is it?" ""Find the Troll of Vigeland Park and give him a three-second atomic hover wedgie." "25 bucks." (Chuckling) Nice!" "A three-second atomic hover wedgie?" "That's not even fucking possible." "Fuck, yeah, it is." "I had fucking Cory off the ground 10, 15 seconds." "What?" "Yeah, you remember last year?" "He couldn't beat off or shit for a week." "Yes, I do recall that..." "Well, that was me, atomic hover wedgie." "Three seconds, off the ground." "I'll know if you cheat." ""A-quiree a boat from the 'marenna' and take a 'relayxing' ride through the..." "'eff-jords'?"" ""Eff-jords"?" "No, Ricky." "This word is "acquire a boat." Which means what?" "That's a candy-coated fucking way of saying "steal a boat"." "Bubs, I don't think they're going to ask us to steal anything, are they?" "Yes, that's exactly what they're asking us to do and it's not happening." "You know what?" "I swear to fuck, they want to see us go to jail." "Well, maybe that wouldn't be that bad." "I'd go there if we'd get some fucking food, man." "What day is it?" "Holy fuck, it's Tuesday!" "Pizza and fucking hotdogs!" "I'm in." "Ricky, Ricky." "I'm down with that!" "I doubt that the Norwegian jail system schedules the food the same as at home, and we're not going to jail anyway." "It's not fucking happening." "What else is there?" ""Meet..." "Frid..." "tjov..." "Saheim" ""from the Netflix series 'Lilyhammer'" ""at the address below at 4:00 p.m." ""Convince him to join you for drinks at Icebar." "Coupons enclosed." Decent!" "Who the fuck is..." "Who?" "One of the guys from the show "Lilyhammer", Ricky." "It's an awesome show on Netflix." "It's a thousand bucks." "How the fuck do we convince him to go for drinks with us?" "Tell him you know Little Steven, for fuck's sakes." "Which is....?" "That's actually a good idea." "Little Steven's on the show too." "He's, like, the main guy and he plays for Bruce Springsteen." "So he would know him." "We could pretend we know him." "All right, boys, have a great day." "I'm off to the Asian rub and tug to get the rig polished." "Have a nice day." "(Muttering) Go fuck yourself." "Bet he's getting a man." "Ricky:" "I still don't understand why we're not doing the boat." "It's 100 fucking dollars!" "Ricky, my body is shutting down." "We're going to do this easy one, then I'm going to get some food." "Then we'll do it." "It shouldn't be that hard." "I mean, most trolls don't get to be more than about three feet." "They still scare the fuck out of me." "Are you guys fucking kidding me?" "It's going to be a guy dressed up in a costume." "Trolls don't exist." "Maybe." "What do you mean maybe?" "How do you know?" "There's theories that they exist." "Theories..." "You've been all over the world?" "Guys!" "Trolls are in fucking, like, fables and stuff." "They're not real!" "You kidding me?" "Well, you don't know that." "They don't exi..." "Oh, just like fucking samsquanches exist, huh?" "Oh, are you telling me those aren't real now too, are you?" "No, we're not even going to fucking get into this right now." "I don't believe in wizards and magic and any of that... paranormal horseshit, but who's to say there's not little cocksuckers like that that live under the bridge and come out and cause shit?" "And as far as samsquanches go, don't even get me fucking started!" "Julian:" "There's the troll, boys." "Just, is it or is it just a homeless guy?" "It's a guy dressed up in a troll costume!" "Does that count?" "That does count!" "You take a picture, him and I will do it." "Three seconds." "Okay, on my count." "Hi, could we get a picture?" "Picture?" "Ready?" "Yeah, yeah." "Okay, boys, are you ready?" "Yep." "Okay." "One, two, there, go!" "Hey, hey, hey, hey!" "Stop!" "(Indistinct)" "Get away!" "Get away!" "Wait, guys, you got..." "What the fuck were you doing?" "Ricky:" "What are you doing?" "We're not trying to rob you!" "50 bucks..." "Are you fucking kidding?" "Let's go!" "Ho-ho!" "Did we just rob a fucking troll?" "Ricky:" "A "fettet fisk"." "Don't know what that means." "Probably means the big fish... fucked the... fish with the wings." "Ricky..." "Ricky, why would it mean that?" "No one would call a restaurant that." ""Big Fish Fucked the Little Fish with the Wings" Restaurant." "It's something different." "It might be for a fancy place." "I don't know." "I just want to order, boys." "They've got to have burgers here, boys." "Jesus!" "They don't got to have burgers." "Well, it's a fucking pub!" "It is, but it's a Norway pub." "Maybe they don't even fucking know what burgers are over here." "This is fucked!" "There's an "a" with something over it, an "o" with a line fucking through it." ""hj"... how do you pronounce..." "Heujeu?" "Hajeu?" "This actually sounds pretty nice:" "a "Dagens Husman"." "Ricky:" "This has bacon in it." "I do see bacon." "No, but it's got a "k", so it might mean it's baked in the oven." "Fuck!" "Know what I mean?" "It's very confusing." "A Dagens Husman does sound..." ""Yag-hurt"?" "Is that like yogurt?" ""Yag-hurt"?" "Could be." "But it might not be." "It could be something totally fucking different, man." "Wait a second." "What's a "sommersalat..." "med donair"?" "They definitely don't have donairs here." "It wouldn't be a donair on top of a sommersalat." "That sounds like a summer salad with a big donair plunked on it." "A sausage or something." "Hei." "Hey." "Hey." "(Speaking in Norwegian)" "W-what?" "Errr... have you decided for food?" "Well, no." "We haven't because we don't know what any of this fucking shit means!" "How the fuck do you people understand each other?" "Like, look at..." "You have an "o" with a line through it!" "Yeah, but, Ricky, when they're talking to each other, they're all talking the same language." "They understand each other." "Look, I can basically communicate in other languages." "Do you have a... a burger..." "round, squishy?" "Cheeseburger?" "Yes..." "Cheeseburger?" "All right, we'll take three cheeseburgers then, please." "No, wait." "Make sure there's no fucking octopus in it." "It needs to be a..." "Yes." "A... how would you say, beef..." "Ricky:" "A fucking cow." "Uh, white-black fur and uh... uh... (Lowing)" "Cow." "Beef." "No, Ricky, that's a moose burger you just ordered." "A cow, like, mooooo!" "Moooo!" "Milk it, you know..." "Beef, beef." "Beef?" "Yes." "Okay, we'll take it." "Um, another round, please." "Ricky:" "Fucking right, Julian." "And can we start up a tab?" "Tab?" "Waitress:" "Money." "Money?" "Credit card." "I got it, I got it." "He's got it." "Cash money." "Pay the lady, Julian." "Julian:" "Just keep them coming." "We keep drinking, you keep them coming." "Okay?" "(In Norwegian)" "Okay, do you think that we learn how to speak "Norweguian"" "in the last 10 seconds there, you fucking dummy?" "No, we did not!" "Ricky, don't be rude to her." "Well, she probably can't hear what I'm fucking saying." "She doesn't speak English." "(In Norwegian, slowly) Mm-hmm." "200 for a fucking triple?" "Whoa, 200 what?" "200...?" "200 dollars?" "Oh, just wait now." "Julian:" "You kidding me!" "(Shouting in Norwegian)" "No!" "Jesus, don't call the politiet!" "(In Norwegian)" "Call the fucking potti!" "I'm finishing my beer!" "(In Norwegian) I don't give..." "Call the fucking police because, guess what everybody, the Norwegian police can suck my fucking cock!" "Waitress:" "...Politiet!" "(Tearfully) Boys, we're going to jail in a foreign country." "Like, why aren't you guys freaking out right now?" "Because we're going to get to eat, Bubs." "That's kind of exciting." "We might find some good drugs." "(Whispering) Ricky, would you be quiet?" "Oh, my God." "We might never get out!" "I don't even care any more." "Tom:" "Goddamn, son of a bitch!" "Excuse me, sir." "Officer:" "Hello." "You got three Canadian boneheads in there?" "Man:" "We got three Canadians inside, that's correct." "How much to get them out?" "The fine is 3,000 Norwegian kroner." "3,000?" "Thank you." "Let's go, shit stains." "Can you just pick me up tomorrow?" "Tom:" "You're going now." "Bubbles:" "Julian, what are you talking about?" "I'm fucking starving!" "You're not staying here tonight." "The food's probably good in here." "Bubbles:" "It probably is but you're not staying." "Thanks, guys." "Really good police work." "Fucking supercops over here." "(Handcuffs jingling)" "Thank you." "Thank you." "Well, you boys really fucked that one up." "Now you owe Swearnet 3,000 kroners." "You got any idea how much money that is?" "No!" "No." "That's why we ended up in jail, because the currency keeps fucking changing on us." "It's almost 500 Canadian." "That's not bad." "Oh, for fuck's sakes!" "I suggest you either go acquire a boat or get over to Fridtjov's." "We're not "acquiring" a fucking boat, I'll tell you..." "Ricky, you're not acquiring a boat," "I'll tell you that." "It's easy." "Well, then, Fridtjov's it is." "Why is going to meet Fridtjov... why is that the big thousand-dollar task?" "Something doesn't fucking make sense." "I don't write the task, Swearnet does, and they said to give him these." "Give a man flowers?" "Norwegian tradition." "I'm not giving a dude flowers." "I'll fucking give the flowers." "No big deal." "It's not like I want to bang him." "Where are we going, Bubs?" "Here, I got the address right here." "It's this place here, boys." "I'm fucking excited to meet him because I love "Lilyhammer"." "It's just something seems fucking weird to me, that's all I'm saying." "You know what?" "I bet they just feel bad for us." "I mean, you just had the shit kicked out of you, you haven't been eating right, getting enough liquor or fucking dope." "They don't feel bad for us." "They just want to fuck with us, man." "Or they want us to have a better time." "No, they don't, man!" "This just seems too easy." "It's too good to be true." "I agree, man." "So just be on your guard is all I'm saying." "Should I knock?" "It's "fridge-tov"." "Fridge Top?" "All right, let me do the talking." "(In Norwegian)" "Hi." "Uh..." "We're looking for Fridge Top." "Fridtjov?" "That's me, yes." "Yeah, hi." "Nice to meet you." "Big fan." "Yeah, nice to meet you." "We're really good friends with Steven Van Damme." "He..." "Van..." "Uh, Van Zandt." "Steven Van Zandt." "Ah, Steven, yeah, you know Steven?" "Yeah, yeah, he's a really good friend of ours and he said that maybe we could come by." "And we brought you some flowers." "I guess that's a Norwegian tradition." "No, it's..." "it's not." "Oh." "Uh, anyway, he thought maybe you'd want to come for drinks with us at the Icebar." "We're from Canada, and he thought maybe you'd show us a good time." "That I should come to have drinks with you guys?" "That's just what he was saying." "I mean..." "If you're cool with that." "He said you might be into it and just to come by and say hi." "Well, why don't you come in." "We could have a couple of drinks here first." "I have a bottle of nice red, so we could... get to know each other a bit better maybe." "Okay, yeah." "I guess it wouldn't hurt." "So she's him?" "(Whispering) It's him." "I don't know what's going on." "See, I told you this was..." "Something's up!" "(Whispering) Let's just guzzle these fucking drinks down and get the fuck to the bar..." "Well, we can't be rude, Julian." "He invited us into his house." "We've just go to go fast." "We can have a nice drink here and then get him to the bar." "It's still the easiest thousand bucks we ever made." "Have some... nice red wine." "Ricky:" "Nice." "Oh, excellent." "Just help yourself, guys." "Thank you." "Cheers." "Cheers." "Bubbles:" "Ah, cheers!" "(Glasses clinking)" "Bubbles:" "Cheers." "Nice to meet you." "Yeah, this was a nice surprise." "I was bored to death, so..." "Okay, good." "So how do you know Steven?" "Ah, well, someone in the family used to cut most of their hair." "And actually... he invited us to a couple of the Bruce Springfield concerts and we went out and had some dinners and... drinks..." "Springsteen." "Springsteen." "Springs..." "Springfieldsteen." "(Chuckling) Springsteen." "Springsteen." "Springsteen." "Yeah." "Good guy, though." "Yeah, he is." "He's a nice guy." "He slept over at our house a couple of times and played cards." "Yeah..." "Yeah." "I think my dad was in the army with him or something too." "Sorry?" "Good wine." "Yeah, it is." "Yeah." "Yeah." "(Sigh)" "Yeah, so you want to go to the Icebar?" "Yeah." "Icebar, yeah." "We should get there pretty soon, actually." "Is it a good spot?" "Yeah, it's nice." "You know, the bar is, uh... real ice." "Okay, cool." "Decent." "Yeah we haven't..." "Should check that out." "Shh." "Robert?" "Robert:" "(Indistinct)" "Just stay calm, okay?" "For sure." "Calm?" "(Conversation in Norwegian)" "Hi." "Hi." "(Conversation continues)" "(Lips smacking)" "(Moaning)" "(Kissing continues)" "Yep." "(In Norwegian)" "They know Steven." "Man:" "Okay." "Julian." "Good to meet you." "American?" "No, no, we're from Canada." "Canada, ah, okay." "Ricky." "Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you." "Bubbles." "Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you." "I'm a big fan." "Okay, thank you." "(Chuckling)" "Right, yeah." "So..." "So what's the occasion?" "Is celebrate..." "No, no." "No occasion." "They just came to visit, to say hello because they're friends of Steven and..." "Ah..." "Yeap." "Yes." "Fridtjov:" "We are friends of Steven..." "My father's brother's mother used to cut his hair and most of the family..." "His father?" "Yeah..." "Yeah?" "Yeah, his..." "Yeah, he gets that mixed up sometimes." "And..." "Yeah, we've done all kinds of stuff together." "We used to go for long drives." "Beaches..." "But, you know, it's not something special." "Okay?" "Un huh..." "It's..." "it's just..." "It's just..." "Yes, so just calm down, okay?" "Uh..." "(Puffing)" "(In Norwegian)" "Some wine for me, or...?" "Yeah..." "We're just getting ready to go to the bar, the Icebar." "Okay." "Icebar?" "Yeah." "Yeah, do you want to come with us?" "We're just going to go down for some drinks and see what happens after that." "Julian:" "That'd be cool." "Fridtjov:" "(Calling to Robert) Find a bit of smoke..." "Ah..." "Fridtjov:" "Robert." "(In Norwegian)" "Fridtjov:" "(In Norwegian)" "(In Norwegian)" "Oh, yeah..." "I brought some flowers for her..." "for him." "I just thought it was a Norwegian tradition." "And Steve thought that would be a good idea." "Okay..." "Yeah." "(In Norwegian)" "It's just polite when you are visiting someone." "You give flowers... or chocolate or something." "Uh..." "It's not like we've been fucking or anything." "Whoa-ho!" "(Chuckling)" "No, it's just flowers." "No..." "No?" "No." "We're..." "You've not been fucking around, no?" "(In Norwegian)" "Flowers... you are..." "sweetheart, yeah?" "Oh, no, don't get the wrong idea." "We just..." "I was just being nice." "I just thought it was a tradition." "We normally..." "Yeah, we wouldn't bring flowers normally." "We were told that's what you do." "We're just going to go out for some drinks." "Julian:" "Yeah, we should get going." "You can come with us." "It's nothing... nothing bad happening here at all." "Both:" "(Speaking in Norwegian)" "(In raised voice in Norwegian)" "(In Norwegian)" "I'm not some kind of fucking... nymphomaniac!" "No, no, no, no, no, no, no!" "Look, we're not trying to cause anything here." "Just... guys, just calm down here." "(In Norwegian)" "No fucking bar!" "No!" "(In Norwegian)" "Ricky:" "Hey, guys!" "Guys, come on!" "Guys, guys, guys." "Bubbles:" "Guys!" "Julian:" "Hey, hey!" "Will you calm down here!" "(Struggling)" "Holy fuck, calm down, guys!" "What's going on, boys?" "I don't know." "See, I told you there was something up." "Robert:" "(Shouting in Norwegian)" "(Enraged shouting)" "Is everything okay out there?" "(Screams)" "(Glass breaking) Fridtjov:" "(Yelling in pain)" "Are you guys okay?" "Bubbles:" "Holy fuck, boys!" "Okay!" "Leave the fucking house now!" "Julian:" "Okay." "Ricky:" "Did you want to come for some drinks, or...?" "Drink?" "Fuck you!" "Bubbles:" "Go, Ricky, just go!" "Get out of my house!" "Bubbles:" "Boys, run!" "Run!" "What are you doing here?" "Get out!" "Get the fuck out of my house!" "Boys, come on!" "Come on!" "Are they okay in there?" "What the fuck just happened?" "I don't know." "Boys, let's just go." "Come on, let's..." "Take your fucking flowers!" "Let's just go." "Okay." "Get out of my property!" "Ricky:" "Jesus Christ!" "Fuck... you motherfuck!" "(Thud of kick landing)" "I knew something was fishy as soon as Mayhue said bring flowers to the guy." "We're supposed to just go in and ask the fellow out for drinks?" "The next think you know, knives are getting pulled and all fucking hell breaks loose." "What in the flying fuck just fucking happened?" "Those guys are fucking crazy." "See, I knew it was a goddamn setup." "Didn't I say that?" "Too good to be true." "We're trapped in hell here, boys." "(Puffing) I just want to go the fuck home." "Well, you want to eat," "I need to get something to smoke..." "The only thing left to do is to fucking borrow a boat and go see an eff-jord, make some fucking money that way." "It's fjord,  first of all, and we're not stealing a fucking boat." "Mark my words." "We're not doing it." "What are we doing then?" "Well, we got the coupon for the Icebar." "Why don't we go see with that?" "Maybe that gets us a drink or something." "A drink would fill us up a little bit." "Boys, you know what?" "I'm so fucking hungry right now," "I don't think I can even have a drink." "Just hang on for a sec." "What?" "I'm fucked, man!" "I've got no more fucking fuel left in me." "I'm..." "I'm fucked." "Did you just say you can't drink?" "I don't think I can, man." "My God..." "It's like my stomach's caving in," "I'm losing weight, I'm not good." "I'm not fucking good, boys." "Okay, let's just go to the Icebar and re-group." "Well, they better fucking serve more than just ice 'cause I'm not eating fucking ice all night." "(Sigh)" "Ricky, you don't go there to eat ice." "The bar is made of ice." "(Sigh) What?" "Ricky:" "So, what is it, like, a skating rink?" "Like, why the fuck do we need coats and gloves?" "'Cause the bar's made of ice, Ricky." "I keep telling you that." "It's an ice bar." "What do you mean?" "It's made out of fucking ice, Ricky." "The whole bar is made out of ice." "So they found a fucking bar made out of ice and they just threw it in here?" "No..." "No..." "They shaped it into a bar but it's all..." "Just come in!" "Trying to explain to Ricky what a fucking ice bar is, it's like trying to explain calculus math to a fucking orangutan!" "Bubbles:" "He said just push this and in we go." "Look at that." "It's like Star Wars." "That's cool." "That's pretty cool." "Bubbles:" "(Chuckle) There's another one." "Bubbles:" "These are not the droids you're looking for." "(Chuckling) Nice TV, uh?" "Bubbles:" "Oh, boys!" "Check it out!" "Julian:" "Holy shit!" "Decent!" "See, Ricky?" "This is what we're saying." "Fuck, is this ever cool!" "Julian:" "This is fucking amazing, boys." "Look at that!" "It looks fucking real too." "Like, that looks like real fucking ice." "Ricky, it is real ice." "Feels like it too." "It's real ice." "This is ice." "Ricky, this is ice!" "No, no, I get it, but it looks like fucking real ice." "You know what I mean?" "Rick, it is ice!" "All of this is ice." "Ricky, see this?" "Guess how they made this." "Frozen water." "This is ice." "How did they get the dude in there?" "Bubbles:" "That's, like, a mould." "Let's go get a drink, boys." "Fuck!" "Jesus, Ricky." "I don't get why you don't get it." "Hey, how you doing?" "Uh, how many drinks do we get with that?" "Umm... actually, with this one, it's unlimited drinks." "Unlimited?" "Pardon me?" "Bartender:" "Yeah..." "Unlimited?" "(Mixed chuckling)" "Okay, boys, that's a game-changer." "All right, uh, rum and Cokes." "Just keep them coming, all right?" "Doubles." "Triples." "Triple rum and Cokes." "Yeah, you know, whatever you want." "Oh, are these free?" "Bartender:" "Yeah, this is free too." "Oh, my God, boys... unlimited nuts, unlimited drinks." "Is this ice?" "This is ice here?" "Yeah, everything is made of ice." "Wow..." "Just grab a drink." "Grab a drink, boys." "What are these?" "This is berry liquor with white wine." "Perfect." "So we can start with this." "Thank you." "No, no, no." "Just the rum and Coke, okay?" "Okay." "I will be right over here." "Holy shit, boys!" "This is cool." "All right, this is a game-fucking-changer, right here." "Fucking right, it is!" "You know what?" "We just eat all these and she'll refill them..." "She'll just keep them coming, man." "I'll fucking eat nuts." "Wish I had..." "fucking weed and hash, boys..." "Rick, we'll get some after we get drunk, okay?" "I just want to make a toast to you guys." "This is the first being drunk this entire fucking trip." "I couldn't be with two better guys." "I love you guys." "Cheers." "Good night, boys." "(Enraged shouting) Where is the fucking people from Canada!" "Ah, there you are, you motherfucker!" "Hey." "Who was fucking my wife?" "Was it you?" "Huh?" "What?" "(Mixed chatter) I'm talking to you!" "Was it you?" "Giving my wife flowers!" "Jesus!" "Are you fucking kidding me?" "Do you want to try it?" "Julian!" "(Mixed shouting)" "Hey, hey, hey, hey!" "You want to fucking touch him?" "Yeah!" "Do you want to fucking...?" "Yeah!" "(Mixed shouting) Let him go!" "Motherfucker!" "He'll pull a fucking knife again." "Please can you get out?" "What?" "Get out!" "We didn't do anything!" "We were minding our own business!" "He came in and hit our friend!" "Get out right now!" "Rick, Rick, Rick." "Okay, just... (Groaning in pain) Fuck, man." "What happened?" "Bartender:" "Out!" "Bubbles:" "Okay, we're going." "He just got knocked out!" "Come on, come on." "Come on, Ricky, get up." "This wasn't our fault, by the way." "Out." "That crazy son-of-a-whore from Lilyhammer came back." "(Groaning)" "Come here." "Are you all right?" "Oh, my God, I think he broke my fucking jaw!" "For fuck's sakes!" "Bubbles:" "Here, Ricky, let's go get some ice on it." "Holy fuck, that "Norweguian" sucker puncher fucking hits hard!" "Look at me, Ricky, look at me." "It looks like it's fucking bent." "Did he break it?" "I think it's okay, but it fucking hurts!" "Look at me straight on." "I wish he was here right now." "You fucking pussy!" "Ricky!" "Just calm down." "Boys, I'm done." "What do you mean?" "I can't do this, man." "Can't do what?" "What are you doing?" "Get up." "I can't go on, man." "I'm fucking..." "I'm fucked!" "So you're giving up?" "Just go on without me, man." "Well, this isn't the fucking "Bridge Over The River Kwai"." "We're not going on without you." "Come on!" "He fucking needs food, man." "Julian, you're like the team leader." "You're like Captain Kirk." "Pffft!" "We can't go on without Captain Kirk." "Come on." "I'm Spock." "That's Scotty." "You're Kirk, team leader." "Let's go." "Why the fuck am I fucking Scott?" "I'm always that English prick." "You're good at small engine repair and I'm logical." "Come on, Julian." "Just go on without me, man." "I'm not fucking going anywhere!" "I'm not letting you give up." "You're just not thinking straight 'cause you're hungry." "Just leave me here, man." "Come on!" "You're not just like... you're not just like Kirk, you're... you're like our big brother." "We need you..." "leading the way." "Otherwise we get fucked up." "(Sentimental piano music)" "Oh, fuck." "Big brothers don't let little brothers down." "You know, I could do it, but you are probably better at it, I guess." "Come on, who's got your belly?" "Come on, man, we'll get you some food." "(Whispering) Ricky, give him one." "Diddle, diddle, diddle, diddle." "(Sigh)" "I'll try." "I don't know if I can do this, but I'm going to fucking try for you guys." "Beam me up, buddy." "Come on." "(Groan)" "Boys, let's go to the park, find that troll, grab that little cocksucker's underwear and yank them right up his arse and make some money!" "Let's do it." "( ♪♪ )" "Fuck!" "Julian, you're spilling your drink on yourself." "Boys, my body is shutting down." "I've got nothing left in the tank." "You can find a little bit of power in those nutrient- depleted muscles." "Is it rolling?" "It's rolling." "All right, let's get this cocksucker." "(Whispering) Go jump him." "G-get him, boys!" "Get him!" "Get his underwear!" "Ah, fuck!" "Troll:" "Aargh!" "Bubbles:" "He's up!" "One!" "Two!" "Three!" "Yeah!" "You got him!" "Holy fuck!" "Troll:" "Arrghh!" "Sorry about that!" "We got it?" "We got it!" "Three-second atomic hover wedgie!" "Nice work, Ricky." "Let's go get some food and get me a piece of hash." "And we've got an awesome souvenir from Norway!" "I fucking love you guys." "I love you too." "(Epic action music)" "( ♪♪ )" "(Seabirds squawking)" "Fish:" "Fuck!" "Fuck!" "Fuck off!" "Fuck!" "..." "Fuck off!" "Jesus Christ!" "(Whisper) Fuck." "(Light clicks off) Fuck off."