"I shouted loudly up to the skies "Escape my children to foreign shores" "To seek with joy for safer soil" Then gone from my sights, my sweetest delight" "(Soft and happy music playing)" "Daníel!" "Daníel!" "These are the new employees." "What?" "!" "?" "(Closes and locks safe)" "I advertised the position and they came about it." "You can't work with Georg." "He'll ruin everything." "My, how negative you are." "Did your period start just now?" "No, I'm saying he's a complete moron." "Impossible to work with." "Daníel, I just hired him." "I can't just fire him now." "No, well..." "I don't want to hire Poles and be needing an interpreter too." "I had two Poles here last year that only pouted the whole time." "Georg is going to ruin everything here." "But what about the little hunk?" "Isn't he alright?" "Óli?" "Yes." "Yeah, he's cool." "I have no problems with him." "But I don't want to be near Georg." "Nor have to talk to him." "OK, then it's settled." "What?" "You take care of the food and I'll handle Georg." "It'll be fine." "There there, gimme a kiss for it." "No, I had asked you to stop it." "(imitates Daníel mockingly)" "You will regret this!" "I can't get a signal here." "There is no signal here." "What?" "There is no cell phone signal here." "(Spoon banging against glass)" "I would like to mention that I must have access to a desk." "I will be using my spare time here to do my master's thesis." "Well, the busy season is upon us so it's important to check up on things before the crowds start showing up..." "I have also written down 10 things I wanted to mention..." "Yes yes yes, Goggi." "the first point being..." "... and what I wanted..." "Georg!" "Yes well hey, what fun things should we do today?" "Yes." "Don't you agree it would be better if I had some... some kind of a supervising position here, someth..." "Yes, sure!" "Certainly, but I'm late for a meeting, so I'll let Daníel tell you what needs doing here, hmm?" "Wait, so I'm their boss?" "Yes, and you'll obey him and I won't tolerate any screwups." "Yes, but we..." "Ólafur have decided that that I..." "Just take it up with Daníel." "Yes, but Daníel..." "Yes!" "Let's get cracking." "Daníel's right." "Hard work is good for the soul." "(Snaps fingers) Come!" "Ólafur, it would be best if you manned the reception." "Yes OK... reception, where is it?" "Here, we're standing in it." "Oh OK, cool." "Georg, you will handle cleaning and maintenance." "Yes." "What does that involve?" "Servicing the rooms after use, sweeping the driveway." "Cleaning the drains and toilets..." "Hmm, sounds familiar, right?" "Well, me and Ólafur decided it would be best to switch our jobs, that I should be in the supervising position..." "No, Ólafur will be the receptionist." "You can go clean the toilets, it needs to be done well." "Óli, it would be great if you could check on him later, see how he's doing." "But what is my title?" "My job description?" "Staff-In-Training?" "How's that?" "Or what about Toilet Cleaner, that's good, don't you agree?" "Toilet Cleaner, man that's..." "(Scrubbing noises)" "(Mumbling to himself) Not a job description, no way." "It's not a job description." "(Makes ringing noise) Bjarkarlundur Health  Spa Resort, how can I help you?" "Babes and champagne?" "No prob, how much?" "It's on its way." "(Makes ringing noise) Hello?" "Do we have foam disco?" "Do they drink coffee in Brazil?" "You don't open a hotel these days without a foam disco." "A gushing f..." "(All talking and laughing)" "Let's just get it done, girls..." "Has someone talked to him yet?" "I'll talk to him." "OK, no problem, talk to him tomorrow." "(Knocks on table) Guðbjörg, I urgently need to have a word with you." "Girls, this is one of my new employees." "Ooh, the handsome one!" "Noo... this is Georg Bjarnfreðsson." "Freðarson!" "Guðbjörg, I need to know if I have access to a telephone." "Yes, in the reception." "No, I mean in the office, for personal matters." "No, I can't let you be poking around in my office." "It's just that it's very important for me to have a telephone as..." "I'm working on my master's thesis." "Won't any phone do for that?" "Yes but... can I have a word with you in private?" "No." "Daníel isn't cut out for his job." "He has no real experience..." "Don't you worry about that." "Now please go and leave us alone." "Yes, but are we..." "Will you get out!" "For Gods sake we're holding a meeting!" "He's a strange one." "Shouldn't he shave it all off?" "Isn't that what men usually do?" "True." "No, I don't know what's wrong with her, she just broke down." "No, that's a long story." "Do you think you could take a look at her?" "Yes." "She's just down the road from here." "Where?" "Oh, here in Bjarkarlundur." "Well Daníel, you have quote the growth operation here." "What?" "(Strong wind gusts)" "Yes, all is clean that is green." "Is that Cannabis Sativa?" "What are you doing here?" "Nothing." "Yes, I can see that miles away." "I wanted to talk to you about having Ólafur in the reception." "Shouldn't you be cleaning the toilets?" "Yes, but I..." "Why aren't you cleaning them?" "Well, it's just..." "Are you unhappy with your work?" "No." "Yes, yes..." "If you don't like it, you can just always go elsewhere." "Hey Daníel, can I pop out for a while?" "The Queen is malfunctioning." "Pop out!" "No, you don't pop out, Ólafur!" "Just started here!" "Georg, shut up." "It's no problem, just take the whole day off." "We can't have you careless." "OK, thanks." "Get going." "The toilets won't clean themselves." "I don't want to see a single spot of urine when you're done." "You came from down south in this piece of junk?" "I'm surprised the car is still in one piece." "Well, I didn't." "It's rusted through." "Can't you just patch it up?" "Here and here, it's all over." "This car's going on pure luck." "Will you please not damage her, that's not the problem." "It's something in the engine." "It doesn't matter how you look at it, it's not worth trying to fix the car." "Oh?" "The guy that sold her to me said she had just been inspected, and..." "It's a total junk pile." "Then I'll fix it myself." "You could try talking to Víglundur over at Saurum." "Might get a spot in his garage." "Víglundur?" "At Saurum?" "(Bell rings once)" "Can I assist you?" "Yes, do you have a vacancy?" "Vacancy?" "Now let me see." "How many nights?" "Just one." "These gravel roads totally kill my back." "Well that's what we get from the current administration." "All things "public" must yield to all things "private"." "I see." "Names?" "What?" "What are your names?" "Jón." "And whose son is Jón?" "Jónsson." "Guðrún Gunnarsdóttir." "Jón and Gunna, right." "Can you prove your identities?" "Prove them?" "Why?" "This isn't that kind of hotel." "What do you mean?" "Couldn't you come up with better aliases than those?" "This is a family resort, not a lustful retreat." "Lustful retreat, what kind of allegations are these?" "We just want a room." "I'm sorry, but I can't do that." "All our rooms are booked full." "Is this a joke?" "What's going on here?" "I was just..." "He was making accusations that we were adulterers." "Well, he started by stating a false name..." "My name is Jón Jónsson!" "How much time will you need?" "I'll be done by the afternoon." "Right." "How much are you charging?" "I'm not sure, I..." "What, Five thousand?" "Seven?" "No, maybe that's a little too..." "Let's just say ten thousand." "Then everyone's happy." "Let's say that then." "I work over at Bjarkarlundur, I could get you a room there..." "No, me and the wife live nearby, I don't see the point in that." "A luxury dinner?" "Now that's another matter." "Alright, the topic is dead." "A luxury dinner on the house." "Since I'm started here shouldn't I raise it up?" "You think it can handle it?" "Handle it?" "Why shouldn't it?" "It'll just tear itself apart." "Nah." "How much mileage did you say was on it?" "The body is driven about..." "260.000." "Uh huh." "Miles, that is." "Miles?" "The engine only has 30 or 40 thousand... since I put it in." "I see." "I'm not sure how much mileage it had before, it wasn't new." "Are you an imbecile?" "No, it's just a mix-up." "You're such a wooden ass." "I misinterpreted the pretence." "Aren't we all to blame here?" "Shut up, I don't want to hear more of your drivel." "Get out there and get to work." "Yes yes." "Yes now." "I told you so." "Oh, go bite your veejayjay." "It's been nothing but trouble with her lately." "She's so withdrawn and distant." "Yeah OK." "Then she has crying fits and I can't reach her at all." "Yes hello, crying fits?" "Just for show, or...?" "No Ólafur." "Me and Stella haven't shared a bed in over 18 months." "Yeah OK." "I mean chicks are all the same." "Just compliment her a bit." "Try telling her she's hot." "Hot?" "Yeah, something like... "You look mighty fine today"." "So you say." "Yeah, they all lap it up." "Or say "Hey nice cans there." Then they'll focus on that." "You think so?" "Yeah, and then you give her a cold one." "A cold one?" "Yup." "Gumorgen?" "What's that?" "A punch in the mouth." "No no no, beer my man." "My friend in Sandgerði... actually he's my cousin, but he always has beer on standby in his fridge." "He's always bringing home babes and he gives them a cold one, then it's much easier to talk to them." "She rarely drinks anymore." "She was unwell for days." "Oh." "Well!" "If it isn't the Toilet Cleaner!" "Have you got something for me to eat, Daníel?" "Sure, here you go." "But this... you know that..." "Don't you have some greens?" "No, we don't have special meals here." "The staff eats what's on the table." "Even the Toilet Cleaners." "(Distant gunshot)" "What was that?" "!" "?" "Gugga." "Gugga?" "The ravens are attracted to the garbage, and Gugga gets very aggressive when she's drunk." "Enjoy your meal." "(Another gunshot) (Knocking on door)" "Hi." "Good evening." "Good evening." "Is the farmer home or...?" "Sure, hold on." "Dad!" "Yeah?" "The car guy wants to see you." "Hey sonny." "Hi, I was thinking here, is there a chance I could stay a little longer?" "That shouldn't be a problem." "That would be great." "You just come for that luxury dinner whenever you want." "You're wonderful Óli." "But something like that must be carefully planned." "It's no use to surprise her, or she'll just go crying." "Everything must be routine, her nerves can't handle the strain." "Right." "Once I got us a great summer holiday to surprise her with." "I had to sell the tickets at half-price." "I had even found someone to milk the cows." "I see..." "I couldn't comfort her." "Oh." "Yes." "Listen, I have to be going." "Yes, it'll work out." "May fortune be with you." "Thanks for that." "It was so nice to get to talk to you, Óli." "Sure, no problem." "Bye." "Bye, sonny." "(Music playing loudly)" "Georg?" "Can you open the door?" "Georg?" "Oh hi sweetie." "You're back?" "Yes, I, uhm, I just...the door here is locked." "Oh my, how fortunate for me." "Yeah, I was..." "I was just trying to open it, you see." "Why don't you come inside with me for a bit?" "What?" "Yeah, come on you honeybun." "OK." "So, where you've been?" "I was just repairing the Queen and stuff." "You don't say." "I think it's the head cover." "Dang... but aren't you OK?" "I'm fine." "Should we have something?" "What?" "Should we have something that's good for our bodies?" "Sure." "Shouldn't we?" "Well..." "Víglundur said that the head cover was blown..." "Sssh." "I found that strange because it's not that long since..." "Yes." "So I told the Queen that she just needed new oil since she's only been driven 40 thousand..." "Yes... hellooo." "Subtitles:" "Árni Víkingur Hafsteinsson"