archery, Panther, strip poker
We're going to do it all, huh?
The doctor said you should be careful.
- I'm not sick anymore. - We'll know more in a few days.
He looks like Nils Jacob.
Until Berit is back next year, I'm your gym teacher.
There is only one boss: me.
- Don't go on about Bønna's mother. - Don't you two talk about it?
I can run ten laps with all the school bags.
If you suceed, you can do gym inside for three weeks.
But if you don't suceed, you take your hat off...
and you behave.
Make sure your mouth isn't bigger than your muscles are strong.
Boys will be boys
You should see this.
Arne?
Are you coming?
Hi, Arne.
Are you just as nervous as we are?
That looks fine.
- How do you feel? - Fine.
Glad you can return to school?
All the results are good. I think that we can call you cured.
Good.
- You could look happy. - I am happy. But I knew it already.
- Are you sure it won't come back? - There's nothing to indicate it.
Eva, he's better.
- Can I do anything now? - As far as I'm concerned, yes.
But start off cautiously.
- How will you celebrate? - I don't know.
- Are you hurt? - Do you want to go to the hospital?
Watch where you're going.
Are you in pain?
You seem to be fine.
Is there an old gravel quarry around here?
That way.
Thank you.
- What are you doing there? - A training exercise.
You must answer your phone, Arne.
You've got a gift. And we know what it is.
- Bønna was here? - Yes, but we couldn't reach you.
- Can I call him now? - It's too late now.
- When are we going to toast Arne? - Now.
This is an exception: I'm away for a week.
We still had an appointment?
- Why is your hat not off? - That didn't count.
- It wasn't all the bags. - Where are you going?
I have a training exercise.
And because this will be Arne's first real gym lesson in a year...
we'll stay inside.
We're doing the high jump.
Arne may choose what we do for the last minute.
Gym tag.
Ok.
Arne can choose who's it.
- You. - Me?
Seven minutes. I'll have everybody before the bell goes.
- Except me. - Especially you.
Let's go.
Did you hurt yourself?
- Are you ok? - Don't stop the game.
- Should I get an ice compress? - Get some ice on it quickly.
Ok, go.
It hurts, huh?
- Come down calmly. - What is it?
Nils Jacob has Bønna trapped. But he won't come down.
- If he falls, he is dead. - He is not.
Quit fooling around and come down.
Come on.
Bjørn Tore.
Don't do that. Don't, Bjørn Tore.
That's dangerous.
Quick.
I can't hold on any longer.
Bjørn Tore?
Are you ok?
- I'm not taking it anymore. - Do you need the doctor?
You knew those damn bags would be too heavy.
You wanted me to fail. You're always picking on me.
I'm taking you to the doctor.
It's Bønna's own fault. He's always mouthing off.
Nils Jacob is no better.
- Nice bike. - Thanks. You go on ahead.
If you're waiting for Bønna, he's already gone.
- How did you hurt yourself? - On my bike pedal.
Bønna was just here.
- What happened in gym? - Nothing.
Nothing?
Bønna and Nils Jacob had a fight.
I will have to talk with Nils Jacob sometime.
I don't want you to interfere.
And what about you, dear...
- How was your first gym lesson? - Good.
- Is Bønna home? - No, he's gone to Hilde and Mette's.
Wait a minute. Your new teacher...
He wants to talk to me about a conflict.
He and Bjørn Tore aren't getting on together.
Will you let me know if something comes up? I'm counting on you.
- I've got homework to do. - It's your turn.
- Should we lock the door? - Why?
So Hilde can't come back in.
- Where were you? - He had nothing.
- But he gets a letter from school. - I don't give a fuck.
Too bad Nils Jacob is leaving.
I know how I can get him back.
If he touches me, I'll have him fired.
I know where he's going.
Where?
- Why can't we come? - Because.
What is it, Mom?
Yes, I care that I'm home on time.
He's not interested in you.
How do you know that?
- He must be on the list? - Who? Nils Jacob?
You'll do it anyway?
- What do you want to do? - He must be a bit dim.
It's high time. Can you show me where their exercise is?
Come on, we'll explore the area.
Petter and Eivind should be included.
- Are we just going to sit here? - What do we do if they come?
We're going to Nils Jacob and his men's camp.
Aren't you going to answer it?
- Are you crazy? - Mobiles are expensive.
They call it three thousand times a day.
I'm sick of it.
It seems that they don't want me to be better.
What you're doing isn't normal.
Your mother.
You answer it.
Hi, Eva.
He's lost his mobile. We're looking for it.
I'll tell him.
You have to eat.
Back here in two hours. By then they'll be here too.
You can't just lose your mobile. Keep looking for it.
It's not in there. What are you looking for?
- The hospital wants those back. - Then take them back.
Why aren't you happy now you're better?
Where are my camouflage trousers?
They're far too small.
I know how easy it is to lose a mobile. But it's still annoying.
I love you a lot. You know that, huh?
- Hanging with the boys' club? - Don't call us that.
Don't be home late?
Don't bug me.
- No more trouble with your leg? - No.
- And how is it with Bønna? - Good.
We're going for an ice cream. You coming?
No, I lost my mobile, so...
Bye.
Do you want to get together for table tennis?
Bye.
- Admit it. - If you say one more time...
Now I'm sure that you like Faisa.
And you and Hilde then?
Yeah, sure.
Give me Sara any day. She already has tits.
Nils Jacob?
I thought so: access prohibited.
Nobody can see us.
Someone's coming.
Come on.
- Better not. - Come on.
Wait.
Take a break.
Machine guns here. Ammunition there.
- Are those real police binoculars? - Of course.
- Can I look? - Two secs.
Really stupid that I forgot mine.
Here.
Ammunition here.
- What are those red things? - Let's see.
Who did that? Myrvang, come here.
You moron. Never do that again.
- What was that? - A blank.
- Come on, let's go. - No, they'll see you.
Do you see anything?
- What is it? - I thought I heard something.
Shouldn't Bønna and Eivind be here by now?
Maybe they're running late.
What do you think about Bønna, his mother and Jørgen?
- It's a bit crazy. - Why?
I don't think it's normal, that thing with the piano...
and that he won't talk to his mother.
What would you have done if your mother walked out?
I don't know.
It wouldn't be a complete disaster.
He cried a lot when she left.
How do you know?
Just do.
subtitling: Quantum 11/2008