When I recover:
We're going to do it all, huh?
Hat off, Bjørn Tore.
There is only one boss: me.
He must be a bit dim.
- I'm going. - Get lost.
And I didn't cry when my mom left. I laughed.
What is that?
You've gotta keep your head.
- I know who threw the flare. - What's that?
You've never seen one?
You guys are really good comrades.
You know Bjørn Tore well.
He has a lot of anger bottled up inside him.
And one day you will explode.
Nils Jacob can have his explosion. It's going to be a huge bang.
Boys will be boys
You were going to keep this to yourself?
- Petter knew about it. - I didn't believe it.
- Well. You had that book... - What book?
- From my cousin. - With bomb making instructions.
Someone's coming.
- Where did they steal it? - I don't know.
It's gone.
Shit, man.
Look.
The little brats found it.
Let's go.
- Where are you going? - That is none of your business.
Is that so.
I said mobiles off.
Are you looking for something? We are.
Some blanks were stolen from our camp. Do you know anything about it?
It's dangerous stuff. And it's theft of government property.
The culprit will be handed over to the police.
We don't know anything about it.
If something explodes, I know who we'll come looking for.
- Understand? - Yes.
Have a nice walk.
- You're unbelievable. - I'll throw my mobile away.
- Was it my mom again? - No, Mette.
- Where are you going? - He threatened to go to the police.
- Adults always lie. - It's still illegal.
We've already done something illegal.
- Nobody know we were there. - Your fingerprints are everywhere.
- That doesn't work. - You won't be thrown in a cell.
- Tell Nils Jacob it was you. - No, it was Eivind.
- Tell on your friend? - No. We'll hide it somewhere else.
They have sniffer dogs that smell gunpowder.
That's true.
But nobody knows we got it. What's in your book?
'A little powder is enough'... This wouldn't blow up an egg.
I know why.
It must be compacted better.
- Is this better? - Yes.
- Almost done? - Yes.
- You should also... - Think about the fuse.
Push down hard.
We're starting to get somewhere.
Quick. Get rid of it.
- There you are. - Yes, here we are.
- Why didn't you call? - We were just hanging around here.
Want to jump on the trampoline?
- Want me to hold him? - If you like, yes.
- What's that smell? - Eivind's feet.
And Arne's farts.
- Where are you going? - Home, food.
What are we doing tonight? Want to come round and rent a movie?
I can't. I've got sports with my father.
We could also play cards.
- I knew a few card games. - Arne knows one...
- I don't want to play strip poker. - Of course not.
Let's just watch a movie.
- Arne look, they're going to kiss. - I can see that too.
- Is that how you kiss? - Shut up.
I've seen you.
- Why don't you just turn it off? - What do you care?
Everybody knows that you don't want to talk with your mother.
- Look, now they're having sex. - Give me a break.
Aren't you interested in sex?
- I'm going home? - Embarrassed?
Of course not.
We can do something else. But not strip poker.
Hey. You're the one always bringing up strip poker.
- Strip poker is a lot of fun. - I'm up for it.
You always ruin everything.
Bitch.
- Hilde is very easy. - She's up for it.
What do you mean? Have you kissed her?
No, but if I had wanted... What about you and Faisa?
- Admit it. You wouldn't dare. - I dare, but I won't.
It was your mother who was always calling.
Did you prefer it when I was stuck in bed?
- That is nonsense. - I'm not allowed to do anything.
- We're worried. - I'm not sick anymore.
Quiet down.
Let me go to bed, if it's already so late.
We had an agreement. That's why you have a mobile.
- So we could... - Call me all the time and nag.
You call me every day. And now you even call Bønna. You're killing me.
Let him go.
- Let's blow up our mailbox. - Eva won't find that funny.
- I don't care. - Of course you do.
Shit, why is he home so early?
Fantastic. I'm glad you want to settle.
Great. Goodbye.
- Where are we going? - Wait and see.
What are we doing here?
You're crazy.
You'll blow them all up.
Don't say 'you'. We're in this together.
Why not blow up your mother's new boyfriend's mailbox?
I dare you to say that again.
- You're a coward. - And you're crazy.
Let him go. Come on, guys.
- Chicken. I'll do it myself. - Wait, Bønna.
Don't, Bønna.
There are too many witnesses. We'll get caught.
Think about it.
I know something we can blow up.
Light it.
Pick it up.
I'll do it.
Is that your father going to catch the crooks?
I've told you a thousand times that he isn't on patrol.
Oh yes, he's an office guy.
- How long should it take? - About 20 seconds.
Should it have gone off by now?
- I'll go look. - Never return to unexploded bombs.
- It didn't detonate. - Ok.
- What do we do now? - Wait.
Keep walking.
Faisa.
Come on.
Take it easy.
They're gone.
Relax. I knew that it wouldn't explode.
We ride past as if nothing has happened.
Leave your helmet off.
We've done nothing.
Shit, split up.
There you are. What happened?
- What do you mean? - Your forehead is bleeding.
- I was riding through the forest. - Did the police arrest you too?
Petter's bicycle was stolen.
Bjørn Tore told me everything.
They checked the frame numbers. Petter's bike came up stolen.
He'd been riding around on a stolen bike.
- He got it from his father. - Yes, who works for the police.
I don't know how it happened. It just slipped out.
- They didn't hear it. - And Petter and Eivind?
They'll keep their mouths shut.
Come in.
Your father is here.
Faisa.
subtitling: Quantum 12/2008