"Right..." "It's 96 square meters." "That's all that stands in the way of my plan." "Of my dream." "96 square meters are preventing 36000 square meters from rising." "Is that fair?" "No." "That's not fair." "Where's the justice?" "Do I have the right to decide?" "Yes." "It was a rhetorical question." "Ethics and reason." "I possess these two qualities." "JUSTICE = ETHICS + REASON + LAW" "And then some." "Would a man without ethics have 3 playgrounds for kids built in his neighbourhood?" "Would a man without reason know that he needs to get to build connections with the right people?" "No." "Slide." "Next slide, Rósi!" "LAW" "Laws?" "Who writes them?" "Is it Bubbi Morthens" "It's not an album by Bubbi Morthens, I can tell you." "No, the laws are written by dead men, for the sole purpose of protecting their own interests." "But what about our interests?" "Huh?" "Slide." "Lady Justice is blind." "Should we some blind woman govern our lives?" "I say no!" "No!" "I say that justice needs a guiding hand." "And what better guidance for the blind, but... slide." "A seeing-eye dog!" "Men like me built this city." "And I will dispense the justice." "I'm not gonna let some lousy 96 square meters, occupied by a store at Hlemmur, oppose me." "BOOM" "Good morning." "Hellooo..." "Here you go." "Thanks." "You think I'm safe here?" "Nobody knows where I live." "Besides, this house isn't listed as a residence." "You're completely safe." "I also think it's best that you stay here for a few weeks, so don't leave." "Can't Anton take care of the store?" "Oh sure." "I told him to trust no-one." "Hello?" "Huh?" "Chicken Run?" "Oh, right." "Yes, we have that in." "We're down to our last option." "BRIBERY KIDNAPPING" "TORTURE BLOW IT UP" "Anyone in here that thinks this is going too far?" "I'm just wondering..." "Isn't this dangerous?" "I mean, flying rocks and stuff all over the place." "They could strike a child in the eye, or something." "We're at war, Gulli." "A war that we didn't start." "Siggi Hlemm laughed at us." "And spit in our faces." "Not literally, you know what I mean." "I was just thinking..." "Please don't think." "I don't pay you for thinking, I pay him for thinking." "We have all the necessary ingredients to do the job." "OK then." "I think it's best we split up into 4 teams." "Rósi, Gulli..." "No, I have a job for them." "A job that's more important than all of this." "My daughter's birthday is today." "I'm gonna throw her a huge party." "I forgot to order some entertainment for the party." "You will do this, or I will shove your heads up each other's asses." "Do you understand me?" "Your head goes up his ass, and vice versa." "Do it right, boys." "Two hours." "You've been following this case for a while." "Yeah." "Got it all figured out." "I'm still missing pieces." "Why are you doing this?" "You're not working for anyone." "The sandwich company isn't paying you for this." "Not for this, anyway." "No." "I felt that someone had to do this." "But why?" "When I was little, I often went with mom to her work." "She worked for Kalli Kennedy." "He was a total bastard." "Bastard... to her?" "Just a bastard in general." "Once he had a man kick mom really hard in the stomach." "She threw up, and..." "She said that I should never let anyone pick on me." "And I never have." "I pick on others instead." "And help out people that are picked on." "Look, I better get going to work." "Right." "Will you be gone long?" "What?" "I asked if you will you be gone for long?" "Why?" "Nah, just wondering." "Don't leave the house." "That will be hard, mom is having goulash tonight." "I can't miss out on that." "I can't stop you, but I strongly advise you to stay." "But if you put on some kind of disguise..." "Do you have some?" "Yup." "But none that will fit on you." "What is this shit?" "What is this shit?" "It's a clown." "It's a mime, you idiot." "Isn't that OK?" "She's a pro." "She's working for the street theatre." "Mimes annoy everybody." "It's the most hated form of expression on Earth." "Nobody likes mimes." "Cry quietly, will you?" "Isn't that what you do?" "Wow!" "You think that's enough?" "If it blows up indoors, it should do the trick." "How do we get it inside?" "It's kinda obvious." "We'll disguise it." "Nice one." "Hi honey." "Aren't you coming over?" "Yes, that's what I'm calling about." "Can you hear that?" "It tastes great." "I was calling to make sure it was today." "Yes, it's today." "The girls want to meet you." "I'll be right over." "See you later." "Bye, honey." "My niece, that's in a band, she can imitate bird calls." "Not a chance." "It's for a children's party." "A clown, a cowboy or Sportacus or something." "Good day." "I'd like to rent Henry:" "Portrait of a Serial Killer." "And Planet Terror, Bad Taste, Driller Killer, Bucket of Blood..." "How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days and the Exorcist III..." "Wait, you said Bucket of Blood?" "Yeah." "And How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days." "Are you sure you want that one?" "Yeah." "One moment." "Sign here, please." "How To Lose a Guy in 10 Days." "I'll need a name and ID number." "I wonder where my Siggi is at?" "Hey!" "I have no time for you!" "You're coming with us!" "Stop that!" "Goddamnit!" "TO HLEMMAVÍDEÓ FROM A SECRET ADMIRER" "Relax, willya?" "What's going on here?" "I'm just a regular clown..." "Easy." "I am easy here." "Sorry about how we acted and treated you." "We just need a clown ASAP, and you're fucking it." "I'm just..." "Let me out!" "Easy there." "You'll get paid." "I don't have time for this." "It's just one kiddie birthday, you'll do this or we beat you." "He'll be pleased with this!" "Doesn't he have a girlfriend?" "He isn't that ugly." "Are you talking about Siggi?" "Yeah." "He's not ugly." "Prettier than the kids." "Yeah." "I'm expecting something to happen with him." "At least he's rid of whatsername..." "Ás..." "Ásthildur?" "Ásgerður?" "How come he ain't doing anything, daddy?" "I don't know." "So..." "What's with our economic situation?" "We're just selling everything?" "What's next?" "Maybe we'll sell the zoo to some foreign corporation?" "We don't want that, do we?" "I don't wanna have to sell the zoo, daddy." "No one wants that, sweetie." "What's an economic situation?" "Oh my my, I've pooped my pants." "Uh oh, I've pooped in my poop!" "My diaper is full of poop!" "I'm allergic to poop!" "That's pretty bad." "You know what happens if I touch poop?" "Tell us!" "I get diarrhea!" "Explosive diarrhea!" "A busload of poop!" "What's with all this poop, anyway?" "Everybody's pooping themselves around here." "I was at Alþingi the other day, where even the Prime Minister had pooped himself." "Let's clap for..." "what's your name?" "Farty." "Let's all clap for Farty!" "Then we take a short break!" "You're alright." "I'll buy you a beer." "Have you been doing this for a long time?" "Nah, not really." "I had to cut you off, the kids were pissing themselves." "The thorn in our side will be gone momentarily." "Huh?" "The obstacle in our way, if you get my drift." "No, I don't follow." "Hlemmavídeó will go blow up in just a..." "Sssshh!" "Are you crazy?" "Wait, you're not done yet." "Guys, get the clown!" "There's something funny about him..." "Hello?" "What are you doing over there?" "Get off my lawn!" "Hey, Rósi!" "WAXLAND USE FRONT ENTRANCE" "Look at what Daddy just bought for you..." "Anton!" "There's a bomb in here, you have to get out!" "What's this?" "!" "?" "A bomb!" "Clown!" "You faggoty clown!" "Well come on kids!" "Let's cut the cake!" "Girls, look!" "I think it's perfectly normal to try new things." "It's also very refreshing." "And leave the men just guessing your hair colour?" "Yeah, make a game out of it." "Hi, is there any food left?" "What happened to you?" "Nothing that some goulash can't fix." "Come on in, sweetie." "Your aunt is telling us about her wax job." "What was it called again?" "Waxland." "Wanna see?" "No thanks." "I'm completely bare." "No hairs." "What is your real hair colour?" "Something like this here." "The colour of your...?"