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Lumpfish caviar...

duck salad, carpaccio, cauliflower.

On dry land, the fish

pretends not to speak a word

of Japanese language.

Takahashi. Taka...

hashi.

Icelanders have been urged to return from abroad.

Many countries are closing their borders, forcing people into quarantine.

Icelandic tourists are worried, not knowing how to return back home.

Forgive me.

Icelandair flight 450

to London is ready for boarding.

Passengers, please proceed to gate 6.

Hello.

Kristófer. Hi.

Have you closed down your restaurant?

Yes, I'm going to London.

London! Are you all right?

I'm fine. I tried to reach you last night.

A pandemic is breaking out. You shouldn't be travelling now.

I'm looking for a friend who disappeared.

What are you talking about?

Who disappeared?

Are you sure you're not making this up?

I'm late for my flight.

Already at the airport?

Boarding card, please.

- Excuse me, it's my daughter. - No problem. Your boarding card?

- Thanks. - Are you there, Kristófer?

I'm buying chocolate.

Have you heard from your doctor?

No, not yet.

So you haven't gotten the MRI results?

Don't worry about me.

Shouldn't you wait until you get the results?

I'll be in touch, dear.

Speak soon.

Thank you.

In the afternoon,

Arai snores and the stove...

rests before dinner.

In the afternoon,

Arai snores and the stove...

rests before dinner.

Hmm.

What is that?

Looks like a haiku.

You read.

Go on.

I'll help you.

Fine, I'll try.

In the afternoon,

Arai-san snores and the stove...

...rests...

...rests before dinner.

Very good, Kristófer.

Thank you very much.

Kristófer. Aren't you coming?

We have class.

With that idiot Engstrom.

No, I have to finish this.

The Remaking of Socialist Politics.

- "The whole of..." - Shh.

- Can't it wait? - No.

Engstrom out, out, out, out!

Hear us, LSE!

- No gates! No police! - Leave!

- Just leave! - Engstrom out!

Out, out, out!

This is not going to help your cause!

No gates! No police!

Their suspensions will not be lifted if this continues.

- Is that a threat? - Leave! Just leave!

- - Engstrom out! Engstrom out!

Out, out, out!

Engstrom out! Engstrom out!

Out, out, out! No gates! No police!

- Markús. - Thanks.

Excuse me.

Hi.

Here comes our labor leader.

Comrade Kristófer!

We made it inside.

What do you mean?

English, please.

The old building. Some of us got in.

They locked me and Markús out, but, uh, there's enough people inside.

To do what?

To get the school to lift the suspensions.

For God's sake.

The Old Theater was off limits. They knew it.

Still those idiots decided to protest there.

The school can't tell us where we can meet.

Exactly.

- They can't treat us like children. - You behave like ones.

What? What?

There were plenty of other places to meet, but they chose the Old Theater...

- Don't listen to him. - ...just because they were told not to.

You're with the administration on this one?

- "With the administration." - Come on.

- He's just pulling your leg. -

Cheers. You're way too serious.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- Afternoon, sir. - Good afternoon, sir.

My name is Kristófer Hannesson.

Yes.

I should warn you that there is talk of a lockdown

as early as tomorrow,

which would require us to close down the hotel.

That's too bad.

I plan to stay.

Well, on the plus side,

you're staying for half the price, aren't you?

Of course. Thank you.

Hello.

I'm calling from Dr. Stefánsson's office.

- Is this Kristófer? - Yes.

- You have an appointment today. - Today?

We have the results from the MRI scan.

I'm afraid I forgot about it. I apologize.

I'm currently travelling.

Excuse me, sir.

It's important you come in as soon as possible.

Talking on the phone is not allowed in the dining room.

I'm afraid I have to hang up.

Goodbye.

I struggle remembering certain things.

Vague memories?

I often have a hard time trusting my memory.

Often?

Or most of the time.

What about your motor skills?

I'm stiff in the morning,

and throughout the day.

It feels like being hit by a truck.

- In the morning? - Yes.

I'm losing my fine motor skills.

Tying shoelaces, buttoning up. Sending texts.

- You're doing your exercises? - Of course.

I recite my bank and ID number, the menu from the restaurant.

- And sometimes a haiku. - Haiku?

Do you know what it is? Japanese poetry.

I've heard of it.

The test you took doesn't tell us much,

but it gives us an indication.

We need to do an MRI.

Of your brain.

Revealing my secrets.

Anything to hide?

Not really.

Kristófer.

In situations like yours, people often use the opportunity

to take care of unfinished business.

While they still can.

It's just an advice, in case you may have unresolved issues.

Dropping out because of the suspensions?

I'm quitting because the school is ruled by oppressive conservatives.

I'm wondering if we're dealing with

the remaking of socialist politics,

or the remaking of Kristófer Hannesson.

Jónas, do you think supply and demand curves

- are gonna help us make a difference? - Mmm, yes.

- So why don't you quit? - I just said I would.

- Is he really gonna quit? - I don't know, man.

He's been talking about it for a while.

Look, you could join the proletariat.

"Staff wanted."

They're hiring.

Hey, Kristófer wants to join the proletariat.

Go on. Get a job with the Japs.

Okay.

- Hey, Kristófer. -

What an idiot.

- Hello? -

Come on, Kristófer!

- Ha-ha. What an idiot. - Hi.

We open at six o'clock.

Oh, no. Uh, I was just actually here for the job vacancy.

Huh?

The... There's a sign outside your door.

You want to wash dishes?

Yeah. I mean, if that's what it is.

You come tomorrow morning at ten o'clock for interview.

Thank you.

Sorry.

Oh.

Um...

- Uh, sorry. Yeah. - Excuse me.

So, how did it go? Did you get the job?

Come on. You're not serious about this, are you?