"Produced by:" "Directed and written by:" "Cinematography by:" "Film Editing by:" "Hey lads!" "Look at that chick in the gumboots!" "Staring like hell!" "Really asking for it." "A bit weird, that one." "Svenni!" "Svenni!" "Did you catch anything?" "A barrel's worth of roe and about 60 kilos of cod." "Hey, there's a dance tonight." "Uncle Stink and his band." "What the hell are you doing?" "Get lost!" "We'll finish the windows tonight." "There's plenty to do tomorrow." "What's all the hassle?" "I've just got off the boat and there's a dance tonight." "Haven't you been banned?" "They've lifted the ban." "You're not going anywhere." "You're helping with the house." "It was a damn stupid idea to build that monstrosity in this godforsaken place." "Plenty of space to fill." "If you don't like it here, get off south and get a job making cardboard boxes and see what they pay you for it." "I don't want to go south." "I want to go to the dance." "Don't you dare mention it again." "You build your house yourself!" "Can't it wait until tomorrow?" "It's getting too dark to see." "We do have lights, you know." "It's your fault she talks back like this - constantly." "Ragnar, please." "I just thought we could leave it until tomorrow." "But of course if we are moving this autumn..." "Last autumn if I remember correctly." "Well, then, all the more reason to get it finished." "Since when have you been giving the orders?" "It's just this one evening." "You two are not going anywhere!" "Oh yes I am!" "Six o'clock sharp then." "Stop!" "Stop!" "Leave him be and shut up!" "Why did you go with him?" "He couldn't do it by himself." "You're scared shitless of the old man." "I came to the dance, didn't I?" "What's going on?" "Sit down!" "Just a minute." "Give me the wallet, you stupid bitch!" "What the hell's going on here?" "Get out!" "You lot!" "That's enough!" "Bloody fishermen ruining the dance for us." "Pull yourself together!" "Out!" "Stop it, you jerks, will you!" "Hey, boys in blue." "What is the meaning of this?" "She's playing hard to get." "She bites." "I'm charging you with assault and for insulting a policeman on duty." "This could cost you dearly." "It'll mean prison if I really press charges." "I can't lose her over some court case now." "It's the middle of the lumpfish season." "She should have gone to a home for juvenile delinquents when it all started." "Can't she make a formal apology?" "I wouldn't give much for an apology from Ingunn Ragnarsdóttir." "It's court for her." "Didn't you slap Elín Gudjóns around the other day?" "She deserved it." "You'd like to whip every arse in the district, wouldn't you?" "Oh no." "There may be a connection between your aggression and the accident you had as a child." "In which case you are not in control of your faculties." "You were nine when the tendency first developed." "I was seven when I had the fall." "Don't think that I fight more than most people around here." "The results of head injury can take years to emerge." "I think it should be examined." "She may be crazy, you mean?" "You don't say." "Others do." "I can refer you to a specialist down south." "Tests would be quicker than the jail, wouldn't they?" "A week, I'd expect." "Unless they find something and keep her in hospital." "Staying in town, great." "Passengers for Reykjavík, please get your way on board." "Hello, my darling." "Damn good show you put on last night." "It was real fun on the receiving end." "What a punch!" "You're in top form, babe." "Do you always carry on like this when you step ashore?" "Hey, sweety, you were the one who smashed into the cop." "Not us." "A real nutcase." "Listen,we've had enough of the old tin can." "We're doing a run." "Stark raving fucking bonkers!" "We'll check out the nightclubs tonight, then tomorrow it's the first flight to Mallorca." "Are you with us?" "Listen, I'll pay for you." "We'll have a wild time!" "Not like I'll be having at the madhouse." "You won't come to Mallorca?" "Be my guest." "I'll never make it." "Not on this flight." "Clit!" "Clit!" "Pull yourself together!" "You can't walk south!" "Vigdís to Hamravík." "Vigdís to Hamravík." "Hello, Hamravík, Ragnar here, hello, Lalli." "Where are you, Ragnar?" "On the east side of the Edge." "What about you?" "Off Gnúpur." "Any fish your way?" "We've hauled in one line, not much on it." "Covered in seaweed." "Same here." "Just a load of old crap." "We'll keep trying till the middle of the month." "Svenni with you?" "Must be him scaring the fish away." "I can't complain about him." "Dad!" "Dad!" "Dad!" "Over and out." "Couldn't you fix the pipe on better, lad?" "The tank's empty." "Didn't you undo it?" "Help me, he's so heavy." "I'd never have believed he was such a weight." "Hey, is he still drunk?" "More drunk than you!" "What a jerk, always has been." ""Those were the days, my friend!"" "Shut up!" "We're trying to help you." ""We knew how to rave it up then!"" "Nations of the world, fuck off!" "Fuck off!" "That's it." "Let go." "I'm Sveinn Ragnarsson, I'm from around here." "Any jobs going on the boat?" "I suppose there'll have to be." "Sveinn!" "Sveinn!" "Sveinn!" "Sveinn!" "At the age of 12 Ingaló attacked her elderly teacher who was incapable of defending himself." "Her classmates put an end to it by tying her down to the teacher's chair." "Where they got that rope I'll never know." "He was a brute." "So this is probably right too:" "When Ingaló was 15 she was caught on the beach, beating her mother with a broomstick." "She took my Corn Flakes." "Doesn't it mention that?" "She slapped my face too." "And it says you threatened the foreman at the fish plant with a knife." "There was nothing else I could do." "You'd have done the same." "I got fired of course." "You'll have to undergo tests." "An IQ test, a personality test." "Several, to make comparisons." "Then you'll be given scans in another department." "Is that all it says?" "Nothing about when I got confirmed?" "What a bummer." "It's one bad thing after another at this place." "Damn it,I'd thought I'd been through enough already." "And there's no way to get painkillers." "I've asked them over and again to step up the dose." "But they don't ever listen to you, like you were a junkie or something." "Have you been here long then?" "You bet." "Almost seven months." "They've operated on some bloody pain here." "What, your pelvis then?" "No, it's the groin." "Well I never." "One mistake after another." "I went too, it was my knee." "I just hope I'll still be able to dance afterwards." "My God, who was the doctor?" "Stefan Jónsson's his name." "He's good." "Really?" "Have you heard that?" "Oh, yes." "A fine doctor." "What a relief." "I live for dancing." "I just hope they don't have to amputate." "No, for god's sake." "Are they going to put you in physiotherapy?" "Yes, they are, are you going to end up there too?" "I certainly hope so." "Maybe we'll meet up again then." "Who knows?" "Wouldn't it be fun though?" "It's me." "Svenni!" "How's it going?" "I'm calling from Krapafjord." "I'm working on the Matilda." "With the crew that beat you up?" "They're a tough bunch." "Are they treating you alright?" "Yeah." "They call me "the cod killer"." "Why did you go to sea?" "You're such a kitten." "We're still one man short." "And dad?" "Who's with him now?" "No idea." "Didn't you call him to say where you are?" "I called him." "I told him to piss off." "What happened?" "Come on, don't get worked up." "What's all this about?" "Spit it out." "I'll tell you later." "They've been asking about you." "Who have?" "The blokes on the boat." "Some of them." "One of them anyway." "He said you wouldn't last five minutes gutting big fish in bad weather." "Even if you did smash the Hog's face in at the dance." "And punched Clit." "It was a pain in the arse when those maniacs showed up in Nes." "I have the results of the tests." "Nothing abnormal there, nor on the scans." "No signs of damage after your head injury." "The IQ tests show consistent above-average intelligence." "So what way am I crazy then?" "You are not crazy, Ingunn." "Try telling them back home." "What a letdown." "Tests that cost the taxpayer a fortune, just to find out there's nothing wrong." "I wouldn't say there's nothing wrong." "So, what is it?" "You're too willful." "The taxi's waiting." "Then the waiter said he's only blacked out for a second ..." "There is a bitter aftertaste." "That's the last of our Chablis." "Do you have Sancerre?" "One moment, sir." "So those were horsemussels." "That's what the menu said." "In Double Dutch." "You could use it for bait." "It's safer to have something with a skin on it." "How should you know?" "I'll start on the soup then." "Funny soup." "It's so watery." "That's water with lemon slices." "For dipping your fingers in after eating the mussels." "So why are you eating it?" "Just to keep you company." "You're polishing it all off." "Waste not, want not." "Excellent soup." "My compliments to the chef." "I've got to go back to hospital." "For an entroscopy." "So it's your guts, is it." "You're not mad then?" "No, except that..." "I love my wife." "A bloody insult." "Check the net properly." "We are." "Nothing wrong with this crap." "No, no, no." "It might be by the rigging." "Aren't you going to get a move on, you little bastard!" "Svenni, this isn't a pleasure cruise." "You've got to work here." "Don't you want any more, lads?" "There you go." "Ugh, not that skate trash." "It's delicious fish." "None of that whining." "A load of trash." "The old man was pleased with it." "Yeah, wasn't he?" "This is what you do, and stop fooling around." "What do you think we're doing?" "Cutting the fish!" "Do you call this fish?" "It's great, just stop it." "Finished?" "You ought to go down in the hold and keep an eye on Ásgeir." "So he doesn't capsize the bugger." "With all that catch in it!" "It'd be better to get the cook up here on deck with us." "Always keeps herself busy." "She cooks tasty sausages." "Stick them up your arse." "I'd like to see her gutting big fish in bad weather." "Fat chance of any fish while Torfi's at the bridge." "We ought to spare the rest." "Just like him." "No sooner hits a shoal than he heads for land." "I think he's allergic to fish." "Okay then." "Let's give him a shower!" "Hey, Sealy!" "Aren't you coming?" "Get a move on." "Hand me my bag will you?" "That's not what I call handing, damn it." "See you, lads." "Bye." "Bye, Gulli." "Bye." "Lads, there's a beauty contest here tomorrow." "Go and find out if Láfi's collected the booze." "Me?" "Yeah, you." "Come on, Sealy." "And no tasting on the way." "Bring it all." "Don't forget the mix!" "Shut your mouth, Thumper just for once." "Hey, what's going on there?" "What are you waiting for?" "Christmas?" "Try jogging it back and forth in its tracks." "Easy does it!" "It's no use." "It's stuck tight." "Stuck tight." "Get back on land." "You'll be washed out." "I'm not leaving my car!" "Buy a new one then." "They come cheap now." "No, this is a good car." "89 model." "Kalli drive!" "Who's that?" "King Kalli." "He owns the village." "Put the drive in and slam down the accelerator." "It's stuck." "Are you trying to kill yourself?" "Shouldn't we go after him?" "He'll only get more stubborn." "Put it in reverse and go easy." "It's stuck deep." "No!" "No!" "My car!" "My car!" "Leave him alone." "You won't get him back like that." "Take it easy Karl, your brother is here." "You brother's gone back in." "Okay." "Call Gísli." "How long's he been out there?" "At least an hour." "Stuck tight." "Catch!" "Tie it to the bumper." "Just go easy." "Don't jerk it." "That's the way, that's the way." "It's a minor breakdown." "She won't have to be laid up." "I don't know why we keep that old tin can going." "For its historical value maybe." "It's hopeless." "If the outfit goes under, this place'll be wiped off the map." "Their map down south." "Our future's in their hands, you know that." "There's been talk of a merger with the saltfish outfit." "Like they're doing down the coast?" "A public share issue?" "No, I'm not bankrupt yet." "My grandfather had men he could rely on when he started up." "The depression was just another storm to sail through." "They braved U-boats in the war." "Top skippers in the country, year after year." "We'd be creditworthy again after the merger." "A hundred million from the fund." "Have you talked to the bigwigs down south yet?" "Yes." "But we'd still be in the red, debts of 300 million." "And the Matilda." "She's a liability." "She's showing her age." "We'd never sell her." "I've been wondering how to make her pay for some of the debts she's incurred." "She doesn't even fill her quota." "The nets we've been given aren't good enough." "As to the crew  a bunch of trash." "Can't we get him drunk so he'll stop this hippie crap?" "Get out of here you stinking pig!" "Rosy baby, shall I fuck you to pieces?" "Play something we all know." "I don't know anything." "You're just great." "Do you know this one:" ""The mighty lad at the helm steers the boat from land.."" "There he goes again!" "Gulli!" "That's awful!" "Listen." "Can you follow this?" "Sorry, from the beginning." "He's bringing his guitar on the next trip." "Do you play?" "Not at all." "How long have you been at sea?" "A year and a half around here." "Before that three years in the East" "I only know one thing to do." "That we all gain by." "The company, you, the village." "If we got rid of the Matilda we could transfer her quota to the other boat, Tindur." "You mean leave her to rot on the beach?" "If the boat went down we could wipe out two hefty debts." "And whoever takes part would get a cut of the insurance." "By God I'd love to screw Rosy." "They drop from the loft." "They keep old stockfish up there." "Disgusting!" "Am I supposed to sleep in this?" "There are other beds." "But with worms in them too?" "True." "It's midnight, no more singing." "Come on!" "I said half an hour." "We were just chatting quietly." "Okay Aggi, we're leaving, pal." "Geiri, bring the bottle with you." "Come on Sealy!" "I'm coming." "Bugger him for ruining it all." "Much bigger than back home." "Come on." "He tried to jump on my head." "Really?" "When?" "Outdoors?" "No, in the hall." "And Dad the day afterwards." "A quick smoke, girls." "Who is this?" "Isn't that great?" "Wait, here he comes." "In his birthday suit." "Do you always yawn on the job?" "A bit pale, aren't you?" "A cock of steel!" "Who's that girl under you?" "Here we are then." "Hey, the door's stuck." "I can't open it." "You're deaddrunk." "Absolutely deaddrunk." "And now it's time to count the votes." "Will you leave the stage, girls, and put on your gowns." "Sveinn, toughen up." "Forget about those bastards." "Act normal." "At least try to get your own back on that bitch." "Somehow." "She made fun of you." "Come on, stop scowling." "You're not the first to go on show." "Nor the least." "Be proud of it." "It's a tradition." "I went through it too myself once." "Her name was Hrefna." "She went south." "I know the street where she lives." "It's funny the girl didn't know about the caretaker's tricks." "She's from here, after all." "Drink up Sveinn." "It'll make you feel better." "It's all just a joke." "No one cares about those photos." "Can't feel bored with these beauties around." "It'll be a tough choice: every one of them a cover girl." "She'll kill them." "Just take a look at that figure." "Perfect." "You don't know what you're talking about." "Didn't you see her bum?" "Distinctly strange." "Never seen the like." "I'd give number 3 my dick." "Got a decent pair of jugs anyway." "She's a cow." "Which one did you pick?" "Not the penguin, surely?" "None of them." "Now it's Lára Hermannsdóttir's turn on the stage again." "Laura, 20, is a lively type." "Likes clothes and horse riding." "Not a bad combination at all..." "Are they doing this yet again?" "...a stunning beauty on a stallion." "Lára deserves to win." "She's got guts." "A round of applause for Lára Hermannsdóttir, please." "And Auðbjörg Þorvarðardóttir..." "Won't they ever finish?" "...on stage again." "She's 19 and sings." "Graces the church choir with her soprano." "Bogga, you're fantastic!" "I must ask the audience to be patient." "Here comes one of the jury with the paper we can hardly wait to read." "The jury and the audience agree by 65 votes." "The winner is" "Lára Hermannsdóttir!" "Lára won, she won!" "I must go and congratulate her!" "Rigged!" "Rigged!" "Skúli's got no taste in women." "That number 3, I wouldn't mind getting my gums round her plums." "Get out of my closet!" "No, don't, please." "Help." "Mother!" "Thumper, wake up!" "No, I'll take the knife." "Come on, I'll take the knife." "Put that knife back." "And shut up." "Cool it." "Take it easy." "What are you doing?" "Stop it." "Let's take another." "Knives out." "Where's the superstud?" "Ingaló!" "Where's that superstud?" "Sveinn ought to play his guitar." "He plays so... sweetly." "Bad tempered, kitchen whore?" "Meanness suits some people." "Stína, come over here." "You come over here." "Forget it then." "Hey, the queen's here!" "Skúli!" "He's got some nerve!" "Unworthy as I am to kiss your royal hoof ..." "What a horrible pig!" "Let's go, Skúli." "You wankers!" "Fed with beauty queens, and wallowing in worms!" "And letting that pervert photograph your arses without even chasing him off!" "That was your brother." "And that rotten fish up there?" "Do you want it for worm soup?" "Are you in love with those worms?" "Haven't you ever thought of sweeping the loft out?" "Join me if you dare!" "It's clean up time!" "Where's that shit of a caretaker?" "Stuck?" "Sealy, come on!" "There he is!" "Give me the keys!" "Quick!" "Are you going up to the loft?" "Break down the door!" "Out of the way!" "Break down the door!" "Get it all out!" "Good morning!" "Bloody hell!" "How dare you treat food like that." "It's been sold to Nigeria." "What the hell's going on?" "The cops are coming!" "This is going too far." "Who's responsible?" "If the ringleader doesn't show up, I'll dock it from all your wages." "Could be at least a week's pay." "Vilhjálmur." "I think I..." "Just a minute." "There's another side to it." "We cleaned out the loft to stop worms getting into our beds." "Just doing you a favour." "You know you're not allowed to keep fish in a place like that." "We want new mattresses." "Ours are crawling with worms." "Nice bedfellows." "Is the man drunk?" "Cut the jokes." "We're going on strike." "Strike?" "We?" "Who?" "Us here." "Our rooms are like pigsties." "Seven persons to a room and if we try to sleep together the caretaker bursts in and takes pictures of us." "Even tells us when to go to sleep." "Pervert!" "Sex maniac!" "Filth!" "We can't always afford a hotel." "The food in your canteen." "Hash one day, mash the next, and costs half a day's pay." "Some of us don't earn enough to live on." "You know that." "Make changes." "Meet our claims or we stay out." "Let's get the others!" "You realize this action is illegal." "No more illegal than our conditions!" "Shouldn't we knock some sense into him?" "Skúli for parliament!" "Just sober up." "Isn't the Tindur landing 250 tons now?" "Who'll save that?" "Outsiders!" "The fish rotting and they go on strike." "And what a strike!" "Barrack pack!" "Now it's up to the negotiator." "Could you get over here?" "When?" "Not a second later than now." "I never knew Skúli was such a good speaker." "I wouldn't say that." "Where are you off to?" "To look for my brother." "Welcome to town, Sigvaldi." "Go to bed, darling." "Thanks." "Since the situation's that bad, I can't help." "Why didn't you bring in foreign workers?" "Bad luck." "A serious strike will lose me 200 tons of cod." "Which I can ill afford at the moment." "Is that true about the worms?" "Yes." "I can't promise anything." "...after repeated infringement of regulations about conditions for seasonal workers." "The dormitory must be made separate from the plant and we won't tolerate sleeping on rotten mattresses with bugs falling off the roof." "And canteen prices must come down." "If not the wage agreements are just a joke." "Don't you understand the situation?" "The anti-inflation measures?" "Haven't you heard about the voluntary wage freeze?" "You're like the engineers and lawyers and all those shits." "Wildcat strikes, breaking all the agreements." "Even the union chairman is here, so there's a lot at stake." "At the national union we think wildcat strikes are serious." "That's why I'm here." "But it's clear who's in the right." "Canteen prices are an old problem." "And the situation that Skúli described is unacceptable and illegal." "So what are you going to do?" "We've got to bring out the facts when the wage agreements run out." "Weigh things up." "The bosses had a year to improve conditions and I don't reckon they've done much about it." "We have Skúli here who knows what the conditions are like here and elsewhere, as I have heard." "I suggest, that Skúli should come with me to Reykjavík, and draw up a list of claims." "Then if the bosses reject them..." "Skúli, you'll wipe the floor with them there." "...we'll strike." "Legally." "Goodnight." "Goodnight." "Here you are." "Thanks." "Cheers." "Coming with me to Reykjavík?" "Yes." "I don't think I'll go." "All right..." "Svenni." "Get in bed." "No, your bed." "We'll probably be off the Edge." "Okay, no problem." "Shouldn't we get a move on?" "Don't you need a hand?" "When are we leaving?" "Now." ""The mighty lad at the helm steers the boat from land," "He can not stay a day longer, with the lovely ladies ashore..."" "Hand me the thermos." "I take the big one." ""...fills the boat with redfish and capelin.."" ""..heads for port,looks proud, but his heart is heavy.."" ""..for the wave's aflame, the wave pulls,the wave tugs..."" "120 fathoms." "That should do." "I quite understand him leaving the poor kid back there." "He was useless." "But not bringing the cook, I don't get it." ""She aroused hopes and desires." "In the night wet dreams"..." "Put a rhyme to it." "Something like "tears in streams"." "Hopes and desires!" "Ingaló's a smart chick." "I bet she's not that bad in bed." "King." "It's a queen, you jerk." "Queen then." "She looked a prettier sight at the stove than you ever did, you big slob." "Two for the big one and one for the little one." "I've got a spade and three aces." "And the last tricks." "Ten out of eleven." "Want another?" "What if she does arouse hopes and desires?" "It's not her fault." "Complain to the union then." "The girl deserves it." "Leak in the engine room!" "Turn the pumps on!" "Turn the pumps on!" "All hands on deck!" "All hands on deck!" "The engine room's leaking!" "Thumper, out with the lifeboat." "Gunnlaugur, SOS." "Ásgeir!" "Ásgeir!" "Can the pumps handle it?" "I can't swim." "You'll float, you're all wind!" "Bollocks!" "It's stuck tight!" "Got a knife?" "Do you need a knife?" "No knife, you wanker?" "Where are you going?" "Matilda IS 167, we're sinking." "Off the Edge." "Mayday." "Have you got a knife?" "Here it is!" "Open the channel you bastards!" "Out with it!" "Matilda IS 167, we're sinking off the Edge." "Do you read me?" "It's too high." "I don't dare." "Give me the rope." "Wait for me!" "Get a move on!" "I'm holding it." "Go on, jump." "Did you bring the steak?" "Yeah." "You're crazy." "Let me see." "I've got the gravy too." "I've got a knife." "Be careful." "Give me first." "Tastes fine." "Want some?" "Just a bit." "The Matilda's going down." "She was a good boat." "She was a shithouse." "You can't go bothering the boss with your problems." "You ought to keep a better eye on your boss, you bastard." "I could tell you what's the pattern on his Y-fronts." "Save that for later." "What a luck!" "Yes, yes." "Alright." "Bye." "What can I do for you, Ingaló?" "Have a seat." "You could tell me why the cook was left behind when the" "Matilda left port." "No I can't." "You'll have to ask the skipper." "Was I being punished for cleaning up that rotten fish?" "Everyone knows who started the trouble." "But that doesn't affect who goes on board." "Didn't you oversleep?" "No I didn't." "All my stuff's on board." "And my brother too." "Your brother?" "Think yourself lucky." "You missed an ordeal." "The Matilda sank last night." "They spent the night in a life- raft." "They've just been found." "What about Sveinn?" "The skipper said the crew was rescued." "Welcome ashore lads!" "Where's Sveinn?" "Are you still looking for him?" "Where's Sveinn?" "Isn't he with you?" "He was asleep in the cabin." "What are you talking about?" "He wasn't on board." "This clause." "Number four." "It needs altering." "Yes." "That's right." "It's vague." "If we take out this sentence..." "ALL OTHERS WERE RESCUED" "Damn it." "Goddamn it." "The poor kid." "Yes, it's been going well." "My part's over." "It goes to the annual congress tomorrow." "Reasonably." "The next pay deal will hinge on it." "That's a dead cert." "Yeah, I've got a place on a boat from Ólafsvík." "Ólafsvík?" "Well, see you, Skúli." "Goodbye." "Now Sigvaldi Jónasson's motion:" "The seasonal workers' claims will be held back this year and entrusted to a committee led by him, to be developed." "A show of hands please." "No need for a count, a clear majority." "So Sigvaldi will appoint the committee and call the meeting." "The next motion to vote on is.." "Hello." "Can you tell me when the coach leaves?" "Not until Tuesday, dear." "Tuesday." "How much?" "Fill her up." "That's seven hundred." "Put it on the account." "Can I give you a lift?" "Aw." "Alright then." "Just take me over the hills somewhere." "Will do." "Put your belt on." "Lovely weather, eh?" "You going south?" "Out south, down north."