"I'm sure we can talk about this." "We have no time to talk, Halldór." "You're going to Canada tonight." "You don't want to comment on the stories about you at Stígamót." "I'm famous." "There are always stories." "I don't work for you any more." "Oh?" "I don't work for rapists." "I guess it's fitting to welcome Lára back to our paper." "You could say she returned in style." "I want to buy this damn paper." "Will he be all right?" "He will be fine, don't worry." "I'll just put him the crib." "They're always so happy there." "I'll pick him up at four thirty." "It would be great if you could pay when you picked him up." "Cash would be best." "Weren't we talking about monthly payments?" "And it's the first tomorrow." "I'm only charging you one day." "Say goodbye to mommy!" "Can you close the door behind you?" "Shut up!" "New owners." "What?" "I've seen it worse." "Like Channel Two in the old days." "There will be some panic most of the day." "When those who are fired are leaving the premises." "It's be to lay low." "Hi." "Can I have your attention for a minute?" "I would like to thank you for 12 years of great cooperation." "And a remarkable success." "No matter what the future holds, you have all earned my everlasting respect." "For your unselfishness and great strength." "But ahead are new times with new leadership and new owners." "Which is why I am saying goodbye." "And introducing the new owner." "Hrafn Jósepsson." "Thank you, Bjarni." "I agree with you that the Post has been a great success." "Sometimes that success has been other people's pain." "But since founded, the Post has been acknowledged as this country's most reliable and direct media." "And I want the Post to keep that reputation." "You may ask yourselves what I am doing in the world of media." "As I am in the oil business." "But here is the mirror of society and I want to work with the good people on the paper." "I want to emphasize that I will not influence editorial decisions and to underline that I will not hold any grudges against any of you" "I'm announcing that Nökkvi Egilsson will continue as editor." "I will then introduce Bjarni's successor, Högni Logason." "Chairman of the board and your boss." "Jesus Christ!" "Well, there's news from the world of the media." "The Post has been acquired by the infamous Hrafn Jósepsson." "A few days ago he was on the front page, an alleged criminal, and now he owns the paper." ""Street Knight"" "I don't know how appropriate that is." "But there will be no more negative stories about him in the paper." "You can be sure of that." "Fired!" "Just like that!" "Lára." "One word." "Close the door and have a seat." "Högni and I agreed that we needed a new position at the paper." "We need someone to act as an information liaison between the editorial board and Hrafn and myself." "So we know what takes place when I'm not here." "Someone on our side." "What do you mean?" "We want someone on our side when it comes to difficult decisions and inform us of the daily running of the paper." "You mean, spy for you?" "That's absolutely not what I mean." "This is not the Soviet Union." "I just want to keep up." "He's entitled to that, as the paper's owner." "You'll be the middle man between us and the staff." "It's an arrangement that has proved useful in the Oil Union." "No thanks." "This is not for me." "Dear Lára." "We're talking about a substantial pay rise." "And when Nökkvi steps down as editor, you're next in line." "How much of a raise?" "How much do you want?" "I'm just looking for a person I can trust to look beyond the battlefronts." "That trust is priceless." "With all due respect, this is not in the spirit of what you were saying to the staff just minutes ago." "And if Högni is the chairman of the board he could fill you in." "The two of you almost live together." "Not quite." "But you're always together." "And if he's doing his job as chairman of the board he should know exactly what takes place here." "Do you want the job or not?" "No." "Not a chance." "First you'll have to fire me." "I understand your point of view." "And we're not firing you." "You can stay here as long as you want." "Don't worry about this, Lára." "You're free to refuse." "But don't mention this to the others." "All right." "Gestur." "A word." "With me?" "Hi." "How's it been?" "How's what been?" "I'm here to pick up Kormákur." "Yes!" "You're his mother." "It's been great." "He's been very good." "That's great." "Well, your mom is here." "Relax, it's my turn." "Are you smoking with the children?" "We only smoke on this side and the window is open." "We never smoke in the living room." "Come here, love." "Do you have the cash, honey?" "The cash?" "You were going to pay today." "This is utterly disgusting." "You're smoking in front of the babies, who are all crying and no one's taking care of them." "We only smoke on this side." "They have been adorable today." "No trouble at all." "Do you think this is all right?" "!" "I will call the police!" "Do as you like!" "Thank you lucky stars I won't put this in the papers." ""Daddy"" ""Change"" ""Ágúst"" "Hi Alda." "Can you help me with Kormákur?" "We are running late." "I still have to take a shower." "Can you do that?" "Yes." "Hi." "Hi." "I'm in a real hurry." "It's dad's seventieth birthday party." "Is it today?" "Not, it's tomorrow but the party is today." "What time is it over there?" "It's almost six and I'm late." "I have to stop by the flower shop." "What's up with you?" "I don't know." "I thought this was all so great." "This place was supposed to be so good." "Yes, for families." "I need to go." "Shall we talk later?" "I was trying to..." "Doesn't matter." "We'll talk later." "All right." "Are you dressed up yet?" "Yes, relax." "We are very late." "Get a move on." "Am I all right like this?" "Yes, you look lovely, dear." "Hi, dad." "Happy birthday." "Hi, dad." "Happy birthday." "Hi, honey." "Thank you." "And who's here!" "Sorry we're late." "No worries, didn't notice." "Hectic day at work." "Yes, it was my first day after the maternity leave." "So, dad, how's the party?" "Any nice presents?" "My kids and I gave him this suit." "I have to watch out for his attire." "He's oblivious of it himself." "Don't I look good?" "You look great, dad!" "Your name is Kristján, right?" "And Nökkvi sent you." "Do you mind if I record our conversation?" "No problem." "I would like to discuss with you a project you've been doing for the Ministry of Transportation." "The Street Guide." "An interactive street map on the Web of all towns in Iceland." "Is it correct that the Ministry has paid you 60 million kronas in the last four years?" "The funds have come from various sources." "Is it also correct that the project is at a standstill?" "It's right on track, thank you very much." "Reliable sources tell me the funds from the state have gone into other projects in your company?" "What's your reaction to that?" "That's not correct." "For the project to work we first need to program all sorts of stuff..." "I understand you were supposed to finish the project a year ago but instead you got the deadline extended and 10 more million, in addition to the original 50." "Like I say, we first have to do some preparatory work that will be used to..." "Which the Transportation Ministry pays for and you then sell to other customers as software solutions for big money." "Bjarki, how long will you keep on betraying the tax payers?" "I have to ask you to leave." "Am I to understand that you accept that you've taken 60 million kronas from the government and then made big bucks from the software made for these funds?" "I will not answer this." "Can I quote you on that?" "Get out now!" "No problem." "Thanks for the interview." "Any last words?" "Out!" "Yes, Nökkvi?" "Two years ago my mom introduced us to her new boyfriend." "Kalli was like a liberating angel in our lives." "Mom had been a widow for ten years and we were telling her she should find a man for herself." "But she wouldn't listen to us." "Did Þórdís, your father's girlfriend, plan this party?" "I don't know." "I don't see any of his old friends." "Are you tired?" "I'm sure he's hungry." "Can you heat it up for me?" "I'll see what I can do." "Is he yours?" "Benni, hi!" "Hi." "Great to see you." "Same here." "What's with all the tattoos?" "They showed up as I became cool." "What's up with you?" "Mom tells me you're still with the Post." "I'm back from maternity leave after having Kormákur." "Great looking guy." "He is." "So how about you?" "I'm learning the chef, trying to." "Quit all the nonsense." "So you've stopped drinking?" "All of it." "Stopped when I did time." "You went to jail?" "Didn't you know about that?" "No!" "Well, I was dealing and stuff..." "Perhaps I shouldn't tell you." "This is off the record." "I'm still me, you know." "I could tell you stories." "Let's hear them." "Do you want me to kill the story?" "Not kill it, I can..." "I can give you an interview in a few weeks." "When the crisis is over and we've started taking pictures." "When the truck is on the move and the pictures are showing up." "I ask my staff to adhere to strict rules." "I would be an idiot not to follow them myself." "I'm not asking you to cover anything up." "I'm just asking you to react calmly and with judgment." "In light of the facts." "My reputation is at stake." "So how's thing with you and Nanna?" "Well." "We're taking a break." "From each other." "So you're messing up." "No." "Not really." "So you were growing in a barn outside of town?" "Yes, but that was large scale." "I was dealing for a guy in the bike gang Gods and he had an apartment for the plants." "The people upstairs were happy with the heat and absence of neighbours!" "I didn't know Gods were so active, I thought they were just a bunch of biker with big dreams." "They became much bigger after they tried to join the Banditos." "These guys are all messed up." "That's why I quit." "Last I knew they were planning to build an amphetamine factory." "Did they do it?" "I don't know." "I lost touch when I was jailed and stopped hearing things." "You didn't hear this from me." "Of course not." "Can you close the door?" "I'm very excited." "All right." "New owners." "Cut backs and stuff." "Högni will sit in on the meeting." "Pretend I'm not here." "You can have your private opinions on these changes on the paper." "But the Post continues tomorrow." "We will be under more pressure." "But the Post will continue." "But there are some good news." "The mayor of Hafnarfjörður has resigned, as you may know." "For health reasons." "We know that is crap." "The resignation is due to our story about the contractor Good housing." "And our very own Kristján has been nominated for the press prize." "Congratulations Kristján, you deserve it." "The is the first time in years the we get a nomination." "We need to get some of our staff on the nomination committee." "What do you have for me?" "Change of ownership of the Post." "An interview with Nökkvi Egilsson." "Kidding aside." "There will be no interviews." "But I want you to write on the Oil Union." "And the new owners." "A kind of a closeup." "What are we talking about?" "History, previous owners?" "A beauty portrait?" "No." "An objective story." "With the emphasis on the new owners." "Kristján, I want you to do the Oil Union story with Stína." "Yes, but..." "Yes." "We'll check right away where the line lies, how far we can go in our writing about the new owners." "It's a question of the trustworthiness of the paper." "We can't allow people to ask questions we can't answer." "We'll ask the questions ourselves." "And answer them ourselves." "That's it for now." "Lára, you should do the man of the day." "Man of the day?" "Someone has to do it." "I picked a writer we don't even have a picture of." "No photographer available." "I had to send a friend request on Facebook just to get a picture." "Sounds like fun." "I'm being punished, no question about it." "We need to check the resolution of the picture, if we can use it." "Resolution?" "We need 300 dots per inch for printing but screen resolution is normally only 7 2 dots per inch." "I'll take care of it, don't worry." "This Krummi is no joke." "Nökkvi will be leaving before we know it." "Fat chance that Krummi and Nökkvi are going to work together." "Shall we bet on it?" "Three weeks max." "Nökkvi won't leave." "Two weeks max." "And a sixpack." "Deal." "Sorry I'm late, honey." "Aren't we going home?" "I need to stop by in one place and then we're going home." "Mom?" "How did you and Ágúst meet?" "Ágúst?" "Why do you call him Ágúst?" "Your dad and I met in a disco." "When he called himself Gústi and was cool." "Did you sleep together right away?" "What kind of question is that?" "I'm just asking." "We should discuss this when you're not a child any more." "I'm not a child." "Older, then." "Whatever." "What about this Gestur at work?" "What about him?" "Weren't you with him before Ágúst?" "Stop playing with the window." "Alda!" "Do you see any numbers?" "I'm looking for number 30." "There." "There are some men there." "Come on!" "ML-7 55." "She was taking pictures!" "Hi." "Hi." "Has the meeting started?" "Yes." "Can he be here for now?" "Well, I have to..." "He's very easy, Viggó." "It would be a follow up on the family I interviewed some six months ago." "I would be checking up on how they're managing, having stopped paying their loans." "That's great, I like it." "Lára, did you finish the question of the day?" "No." "No!" "It's not complicated." "I have some good stuff." "I talked to a source yesterday about the bike gang Gods and how they are trying to be member of Banditos." "Banditos?" "They're like Hell's angels." "Not as big but just as scary." "Wait a minute, kids!" "Remember when they barge in on us the number is 112 and not 911 !" "According to my source it's just organized crime and they are building an amphetamine factory in town." "Do you have something?" "We want a quote, not a whisper." "I have pictures of the bikers dealing drugs outside their place." "All right." "Do it." "Kristján?" "I have the draft of the interview with Bjarki." "I would like to talk to the Transport Ministry..." "About that." "Let's put it on hold for now, I was checking up on it and we should stop for now." "What?" "!" "We'll sleep on it." "Until further developments." "Don't you have something else?" "No..." "Why do you want to sleep on it?" "Looks great to me." "I want to double check it." "We're not the yellow press." "We tell news." "Exactly." "Bring some backup before the end of the day." "How many times need I say this?" "You need backup." "Well!" "What's the story on this?" "I don't know, it was solid." "Can I see it?" "60 million from the Transport Ministry and nothing has been done for four years." "Oh my God..." "Don't you know who this is?" "No." "Who is it?" "This is Nökkvi's brother." "Are you kidding?" "!" "Can I borrow this?" "Sure." "Kristján." "Kristján Traustason?" "Yes." "This is the police." "Do you know a kid named Anton Egilsson?" "Yes..." "Nökkvi?" "Yes." "Small problem." "What now?" "You know the tips I've been getting?" "The mayor of Hafnarfjörður..." "Yes?" "It's all coming from a kid who's not supposed to know this." "I've been in contact with him but he was not happy with our deal and decided to try and sell the info to another paper." "They went straight to the police and I'm wanted for questioning." "Questioning?" "The kid's been stealing the information from some law firms and then he was caught and panicked." "He said I was the one who urged him to do it." "Is that true?" "I wanted more stuff." "But I never urged him..." "Why didn't you tell me?" "!" "You realize I cannot help you in this matter." "You've dug your own grave." "And you stop working on the Street Guide case." "Is that understood?" "What do you have?" "This is a story Nökkvi is trying to shelve." "Which wouldn't be noteworthy if it wasn't for the fact that the case centers around his own brother." "Objective and honest paper." "You'll be the judge of that." "Hello." "Is Benjamin there?" "Just a minute." "Benni, phone." "Coming." "Hello." "This is your aunt Lára." "Hi." "I stopped by the place..." "You went there!" "You were right, there's obviously something going on there." "I was wondering if I could quote you in the paper?" "Forget what you saw, Lára." "It's not worth it." "Relax, Benni, it's just a small story." "Lára." "These people are dangerous." "You don't know what you're doing." "I got a picture of them dealing and there's something more in there." "Stay away from these people!" "Well, the story will be published and I understand if you don't want to be in involved." "I just wanted to let you know." "You didn't hear it from me." "I want nothing to do with this." "Fuck!" "What?" "This is my story!" "What story?" "The story Nökkvi was stopping." "About Street Guide." "It's all there." "They have all the details." "Is the guy Nökkvi's brother?" "Doesn't look good." "The Post is not looking good here." "You need to talk to Nökkvi about this." "Fuck!" "Nökkvi, are you free?" "Yes." "What?" "The story about Street Guide." "It's on the Internet." ""Street Guide or Street Wise?"" "Is this just like you wrote it?" "I compared them and look exactly like." "The interview is out and you're in." "It doesn't look good." "What is this nonsense!" "They don't even call me!" "Who knew about our story?" "Everyone at our meeting." "Did you send it to someone or print it out?" "Just for you and Gestur." "The information is out there." "Someone else could have found out." "No." "It's the same word for word." "So it's me, you and..." "Gestur." "Can you give me the investigative department?" "Freyr Magnússon." "Well." "With mom at work?" "Lárus, are you ready?" "Having fun?" "Alda, come on." "Where to?" "Just come." "Bye." "Mom." "Can I take a taxi home?" "No." "I'll take Kormákur with me." "Now something is happening." "The cops are here!" "Alda, bend down!" "What!" "You're not supposed to be here!" "There's speed all over the place!" "Where's the other card?" "!" "Looks good like this." "Do you have a headline?" ""Caught in the action"" "Sounds like a kids'book." "We need a quote, something juicy." "I don't have a quote, just some police shouts." "Don't you have a single word to accompany the picture?" "What about..." ""Crashed"" "Gestur, when I lose my job we'll put "Crash" on the front page." "Not before." "Just an idea." ""Attack"..." ""Police action"..." "How about "Speed all over the place"" "And a quote from Lárus." "A quote from the photographer?" "Looks good." "Have it proofread." "This is the front page." "I'm out of here." "Hello." "Hello!" "Learn to keep your mouth shut, bitch." "Who is it?" "We need to talk." "Yes." "I expected you earlier." "You're heading for self destruction." "Oh?" "Killing off a story about your brother." "I thought the righteous Nökkvi had better judgment." "I'm afraid I need to react." "I'm aware of that." "Just so you know." "I've felt dirty ever since you and your pawns took over the paper." "But compared to you and in particular your boss" "I smell like roses." "Yes?" "Yes." "I reckon you two are the lowest life forms I have ever met." "I will do what it takes to bring the two of you down." "You should watch your tongue." "Here you are." "What is it?" "This?" "This is my letter of resignation." "Hi." "Hi." "Thanks for coming." "I didn't know who to call." "I feel like I'm being hysterical" "Have they called again?" "No." "Good." "Can you stay awhile?" "Yes, sure." "No problem." "Are you sure you don't want any?" "No, thanks." "You're driving." "No, but I want to be sober if something happens." "Yes." "Of course." "I can stay the night." "On the sofa." "If you like." "Are you sure?" "Yes of course." "It's no problem." "You're so good to me." "Thank you." "Benni, there are some guys here who want to talk to you." "Who are they?" "I don't know." "They're outside." "Hey!" "Can I help you?" "Is it a new bike?" "Are you out of your mind?" "How are you?" "Long time, no see."