"These are difficult times The unemployment is bad" "I've got nothing to offer Much less now than I had." "Ólafur!" "Whu...?" "Get on your feet!" "What?" "Haven't you been taught the basics of hygiene and manners?" "What did I do?" "What is that?" "A toilet." "Urine drops!" "Well, I wasn't pissing here." "Yeah right." "Get some toilet paper and clean it up!" "Do it properly, don't smear it all over the seat!" "From now on, Ólafur, you will sit while urinating!" "Is that understood?" "!" "?" "Is that you little saint?" "No, it's not me." "(Imitating Georg) This is Georg." "You're funny." "Want some company?" "I don't think there's enough room here..." "Don't be silly." "I'm almost done here..." "Could I please have the culture section?" "Look at this freak." "This is Iceland's global representative." "Björk?" "Who doesn't like her?" "She's a great singer." "I've never heard her sing." "She screeches and howls." "I think she's pretty good." "Is this her casual wear?" "But of course, she dresses as a swan on Sundays." "When did you join the fashion police?" "Like a retarded schoolgirl going to a costume party." "She is retarded, isn't she?" "At least she talks that way." "(Babbling noises)" "Yeah yeah, shouldn't you be doing something?" "Huh?" "You don't get paid for reading the papers." "Every worker has the right to a lunch break." "No." "Go stock the coolers in the lobby." "You want me to talk to Gugga about this?" "(Heavy footsteps)" "Well, if it isn't the sex slave." "Why so glum?" "I'm not glum." "Yes you are." "What's up Óli?" "Nothing." "Oh?" "What is it?" "It's my birthday." "OK." "Your birthday, congrats." "How old are you?" "Thirty-five." "You're not thirty-five Ólafur." "You're thirty-six." "Oh?" "Aren't you born in 1972?" "Yeah." "Well then you're thirty-six years old." "But mentally you're just a six year old." "Shouldn't you be stocking the cooler or something?" "Yes, but I've done that." "I see." "The garbage cans out back have started to smell." "They need to be cleaned with soap." "But..." "No buts." "Get going." "Grab some rubber gloves and use a brush along with the soap." "Chop chop!" "Óli!" "Morning." "Good morning." "Package for Georg Bjarnfreðsson." "Bjarnfreðarson." "That's me." "Please sign here." "Here you go." "Thanks." "Well Ólafur, do I have a pleasant surprise here for you." "For me?" "I would think so yes." "Shouldn't I open it?" "You?" "Why in the blazes should you open it?" "Well it's my birthday." "Did you think this was a birthday gift?" "Nosiree." "Remember these?" "Here you go." "(Radio squawk) Staff-in-yard!" "This will greatly improve communications here!" "(Radio squawk) Staff-in-store!" "Door is open." "It's all quite simple, you hold the button to transmit." "Release it to receive." "This is great." "Where did you get this?" "I just thought of it, to increase efficiency here." "(Radio squawk) Yes." "I like this very much." "You're not doing this right, you must always hold it in." "OK." "Hold to speak." "Release to listen." "(Radio squawk) This is the weathership Líma with today's forecast!" "Everything looks fine..." "No no no!" "An infant child can use these radios correctly!" "Even Ólafur could figure them out!" "This is..." "Georg Bjarnfreðarson, no radios will be used here." "Yes but..." "No buts!" "I am the outdoor supervisor and I am in charge of..." "You are in charge of nothing!" "Now go clean the windows." "Help!" "We need some help in here!" "(Man makes wheezing noises)" "What's wrong with you!" "?" "!" "How are we supposed to assist if you can't tell us anything?" "For God's sake do something!" "But he doesn't speak..." "Get away!" "(Man gulps in air) (Breathes heavily)" "He's a doctor, you know." "Went to school and all." "You don't say." "Do we need to talk about it, or?" "The man just swoops in..." "and fixes things in no time." "Daníel!" "What?" "Damn you were good back there." "What?" "Just like a real doctor." "No." "Everybody can do that." "Not this well." "Well..." "What's that smell?" "It's nothing..." "Is that hash?" "What?" "No..." "I know that smell, I've been to band rehearsals." "It's just weed." "It makes me feel better and relax..." "Just say no." "Huh?" "Just say no man." "OK." "(Women chatting)" "We could also do sewing." "That's right." "There are these gorgeous cards where you sew out a little picture and then stick in on the card." "What about those?" "I think that's an idea." "Then you can sew them and I sell them in the reception." "Yes, good idea." "This one doesn't eat meat." "What, why not?" "There's so much gluten in meat." "That's a common mix-up." "Get some coffee for us dear." "I could use some more coffee." "Oh yes please!" "I am mopping the floor, if I could be allowed to finish..." "Fetch the coffee, it's there on the cupboard." "Then my Magnús could paint some pictures for us." "He's so artistic." "Nooo, pour into the cups for us, show us a little service." "It's not my job to pour into cups for others." "Especially since I have other things to do..." "Stop this whining." "Just pour the cups!" "Shouldn't we have some decent drinks too?" "Wait, aren't you...?" "You're you, right?" "Yes." "Do we know each other?" "Yes...uh no." "Listen, are you playing around here?" "No, I just want to use the bathroom." "OK." "If you want to play here out in the country" "I'm your go-to-guy." "OK." "I'm a band manager and have all the connections." "I'm just temping here..." "Do you need a manager?" "I already have a manager." "Oh OK." "Do you mean a course?" "My sister has been on this course in Reykjavík and I'm certain we could get the lecturer to come up here." "Where's the smile?" "Let me see your smile." "There." "You can do better." "That's better." "Georg, come here for a moment." "See girls, he's alright from here." "Who wants to break him in?" "Jesus..." "Georg Bjarnfreðarson!" "Hi." "I haven't had the honor of meeting you." "Although I have no taste for your music, my mother Bjarnfreður is a big fan of yours." "As are all Icelanders." "Thanks, I was just..." "You are Iceland's princess." "OK..." "Gling-Gló is the album's name." "My mother would like..." "You wouldn't happen to have a camera, would you?" "No." "The hell are you doing now?" "Me and Björk were just..." "You and Björk, huh?" "You weren't very fond of her this morning." "Oh?" "What was it, you said she..." "she was retarded, wasn't it?" "No, I did not say..." "Yes, I recall your words." "You said that she was like a retarded schoolgirl on her way to a costume party." "Have you changed your mind?" "It was just a...mix-up." "Yes." "Bye." "But you?" "What can I do for you?" "I just wanted to use the bathroom." "Go right ahead, no problem." "This tyranny must stop!" "We can't let an average- intelligent person and a drug addict control our every move here." "with determination and resilience." "We put our foot down and say NO!" "This ends here!" "Bjarkalundur's workforce won't stand for this." "I was thinking..." "We stand together and our voice is harmonious." "Our demands are clear!" "We want action!" "We want... justice and equality!" "We demand that we be treated like human beings!" "We won't be trod upon by an average-intelligent oaf!" "We are forced to call a strike!" "Whatever the cost!" "Right, speaking of money I was wondering..." "If I could have some to celebrate my birthday." "Hmm?" "Because you have my paycheck." "How can you whine about money at this time?" "We are not slaves Ólafur!" "No!" "We are a giant cog." "In a well-oiled machine." "But if one cog stops, what happens then?" "The machine stops working." "A good and pleasant day." "Good day." "Are you Daníel?" "Yes." "I'm Eiríkur Ragnarsson, from the farm Efri-Teigur." "Is it true that you have some medical education?" "Uh...where did you hear that?" "It's a spreading rumor." "Oh?" "I have a small problem I would like to show you." "OK." "Our local doctor is a woman, and I don't feel it's right seeing her about this." "Well...the thing is, I never finished the class..." "Yeah but...could you at least look at this?" "Uhm..." "I have this bulge here." "I think it's growing." "I..." "And it itches like the devil." "Wait, I can't help you." "Is it OK to try to drain it?" "I don't know." "Could this be cancer?" "Do you think it'll take an operation?" "What?" "That would be typical." "That's what I thought." "Jón was awesome in that purple outfit." "I've never seen a hairier woman in my life." "And his stockings kept slipping." "Guðbjörg Ragnarsdóttir." "Nah, we'll just get rid of the elephant by then." "(Clears throat)" "No, I don't want to work with him." "He couldn't do that." "Why didn't he read the manual first, the imbecile." "Guðbjörg, I need to speak with you, it is urgent." "Hang on Dísa." "Be quick, I'm on the phone." "I think you should put down the phone for this." "Spit it out Georg, I'm busy!" "I am here on behalf of the Bjarkalundur Union..." "You're joking?" "No, I am not joking now." "Labor struggles will never be resolved peacefully." "There will always be conflicts between the working classes and the forces of capitalism." "We have made these..." "Dísa, I'll call you back, this will take some time." "OK, bye." "We who?" "You and...?" "The staff of Bjarkalundur." "We demand resolutions." "I don't believe this." "We have made a list of demands that address our biggest concerns." "I can't believe you've back with this madness..." "This isn't madness, this is an union..." "Georg Bjarnfreðsson!" "When you were hired here you signed a contract and every part of that contract has been upheld." "And yet you cross every line!" "(Tears paper)" "Hey!" "Didn't you come crying here about being rehired?" "What's with you, were you on all night writing this?" "Up all night!" "Yes." "No, this is just..." "You know, I'm tired of this." "Are you totally brainless?" "No, these are demands..." "You have no right to be asking for demands." "Ólafur is with me in this." "Ólafur?" "Damn you're a nuisance." "If this is your response, I have no choice but to declare a worker's strike here in Bjarkalundur." "Starting...now." "I can't be bothered by this." "Let's get one thing straight." "Do you want to stay or do you want to go?" "Yeah but..." "Yes answer me!" "To stay or to go?" "But." "Answer!" "Stay or go?" "!" "?" "I want to stay..." "Good." "Then we'll forget this." "Now get to work and behave properly." "Can't we meet in the middle?" "Get out or I'll beat you!" "Well..." "I'm just gonna bail out man." "Oh?" "There's so much in the city that pulls at me and so much going on and loose ends I need to tie." "Is this because of the job?" "No." "But still..." "It's different from what I imagined it." "It is because of Gugga?" "No." "That's just woman stuff." "I just hadn't thought of having a birthday here." "I like having you here." "I just feel like my hands are tied here, out in the country." "Nah, it's great being out in the country." "I'm just burning into the city." "I just need to put the fender back on, then the Queen is ready." "Or I can wait until I'm in the city and just put the license plate in the window." "You're not leaving in a bad mood on your birthday?" "Come with me, I have a small surprise for you." "Birthday...?" "Yes, come on." "Man, this is some cake." "No, it's isn't your birthday everyday." "Easy on the cream, am I being fattened for slaughter?" "Georg, want a slice of cake?" "Daníel just baked it and..." "I leave you two alone and you start baking cakes!" "(Breaking sound)" "You know very well that we don't eat white sugar." "The thing with crones and capitalism..." "Why do you always have to ruin everything!" "?" "!" "I wanted that cake!" "That cake!" "What?" "This cake was for me and not you!" "You ruined it!" "I mean, it is his birthday Georg, what..." "That is unimportant." "Sugar is poison, especially for people with a high risk factor for diabetes." "I eat sugar!" "I am not you!" "No!" "You, Ólafur..." "No, me!" "I am not you!" "Yes, but..." "No buts, it's my birthday!" "Why are you raising him on white flour and sugar?" "He's turning obese!" "What a damn idiot you are." "No..." "Óli!" "What was all the commotion?" "Uhm...nothing." "Ólafur..." "Subtitles:" "Árni Víkingur Hafsteinsson"