Metalhead (Málmhaus)

- Come on, Perla! Here! - Come to me.

Come on, Perla! Here, Perla.

- When will be our turn? - In a little while.

- I must go home. It's almost dinnertime. - I'll stay a little longer.

How am I supposed to get home? I came with you.

Okay, let's go.

- It's dinnertime. - Follow your brother.

- See you tomorrow! - Goodbye!

Dinner is ready, Baldur!

Are you going far?

Yes.

I see that you are armed.

Nothing to keep you here anymore?

Good morning.

Are you going with me this time? I'm going to town.

I know.

I have written a new song, but it is not quite finished...

I will play it for you later.

So...

I thought you were going to town.

I missed the bus.

Mom?

Is it cod?

Don't we have any haddock?

Here it is.

- Are you going to stay home tonight? - No.

- What should you do? - Anything, I don't know.

Why don't you stay home? There's a good movie on tv.

Why don't you find a boyfriend?

I am lesbian.

There's more on the shelf.

Hello, Lukka.

They should have distilled it better.

Fucking moonshine...

This was funny maybe once, about five years ago.

But she's an adult now.

When she is sober you may ask her where the hell she parked the tractor, Karl.

I will need it this afternoon.

Thank you, Einar.

- I was going to introduce myself. - Welcome.

It's not a large congregation, so it is important my personal contact.

I heard that both of you use to sing in the church choir.

Do you enjoy being here? Or they sent you...

No, I have no children and I'm not married.

- Want some coffee, something to eat? - I don't know if I can take more...

I have eaten a lot at Staöur's home.

But I would love to.

- What do you do here on the farm? - We produce milk.

- And how is it going? - We can't complain.

- I'll see you on Tuesday. - Sure.

Where is the tractor? Where is Einar's tractor?!

- Behind Iadan in Hrauntunga. - You need to stop that.

There is not a scratch on it. I can pay the fuel.

- With whose money? - Nevermind.

- I'll go to town soon. - You must find something to do!

The winter will start soon, ask Halldora for a job at the slaughterhouse.

I won't be like her. I have my own plans!

You cannot live in a dream forever, Hera Karlsdottir!

Hera, hairnets.

You must wear a hairnet.

Hairnet!

- I haven't found anyone. - Those are the rules.

- How's Satan doing? - Go fuck yourself.

And tell your girlfriend to do the same.

Excuse me, there's a line here!

We missed you.

I'm still with flu, but I'm better now... He seems to be very nice.

But why he's not married, do you know?

Well, who knows?

Maybe he likes men.

He is certainly more liberal than the last priest.

- What about Charles? - What do you mean?

- Is it better with his arthritis? - Yes...

I mean... he does not complain.

He's not known for doing that. The strong, silent man...

No. The dryer is in the socket.

I must do something about our damn electricity.

Do you have to play so loud?!

You are going to let your mother deaf!

Can you play something...

Happier?

Out. Get out!

- Where are you going? - We have to be involved with our community.

What about mom?

I'm going with you.

Mercyful Lord...

Sorry.

What are you doing?

It is not allowed to smoke here.

Can you go outside and put it out? Then you can come back.

Hey. We were not introduced.

Your brother?

I feel so much. He's in good hands now.

- Is this new? - Really old.

Teaze, "One Night Stands."

Yeah... I know Teaze.

I will never solve it.

How is school?

It's okay... Just a semester lefting.

- And then, what? - I have not decided yet.

- Haven't you decided it previously? - I'll look into different possibilities.

- Don't you have a girlfriend? - It's mostly guys here.

A married girl works in the cafeteria.

There's another one in the store. But it is nothing like that, she just work there.

And what do you listen to? Eurovision-shit?

I really don't care that much about it.

Haven't you listened my mixtape?

Well, I have it in the car.

Let's go dancing tonight?

It was a long time since I was on the disco.

Not long enough, I think.

- Hey, hello there. - Hello.

Don't you remember me? Ena, Sigurdur's wife, from Haugur.

No.

Oh, it's been a long time since I moved.

I remember when you were a baby. I have even changed your diapers.

That's wonderful.

- Oh look, here's the Miss Perfect. - Hello! Can't believe you're here...

It is funny to see you! It's like a reunion.

Remember that we were only three kids in our class. I have twenty-six children in mine.

What are you doing here? Not starving to save children somewhere?

You haven't changed at all, Hera!

I came home to visit my family, and then decided to dance!

I have not seen you. Aren't you living in your town anymore?

Last time we met you were going there.

Shall we dance?

For who?

Will you dance with me?

Not now.

Karl?

Where are you going?

Home.

Watch out!

Wait!

- Why are you following me? - We're best friends.

And I was getting bored there. Crappy music. No Rock at all.

I wouldn't mind that.

Ask my dad first.

It's his cow.

Don't go.

- Oh no. - Why not?

Stop it!

Hey, stop touching my breast!

It was not my intention.

It's just breasts.

They did not exploded.

Do you have a condom?

- Have you? - I was not expecting for this.

I can try to...

Does your dad have one?

Fuck it ...

Are you sleeping?

I want to tell you something. It is not confirmed yet.

He does not want people to know it until everything is done. But...

Elli on Holtsmüli asked me to tame his foal, Fluga.

I was there earlier today. The foal has a very good temperament.

Elli dreams to ride it, but it can also be used for breeding.

The first steps are important. You must know what you're doing.

Mistakes cannot be undone.

A horse will always remember the errors.

Next summer is the last chance to tame the foal. And then it will be four years.

Hey, honey.

What keeps you here?

It's time for we to get rid of these things. They are not going to be used.

- I can make it it a living room. - A living room?

- Life is not over. - You have no right to do something.

This room will remain here!

Young musicians caused a wave of attacks on churches in Norway...

A movement called "Black Metal".

This 500 years old wooden church in Bergen burned down last week.

Another thirteen got the same fate last year.

I would like to see this music banned and vanished from the face of the Earth...

and all those who are behind it must be arrested.

Pagan symbols adorning album covers...

from bands like Mayhem, Hades and Darkthrone...

their lyrics are difficult to discern, but contain negative messages.

The priest Sven-Ole Christiansen speaks about the dangers of this music...

...and leads an organization that wants to ban it.

- When I first listened that music, it gave me a cold shiver, and I thought, "What...

Oatmeal is done!

We have to get out and ...

- Not now, Knütur. - I need to talk with you.

I bought it last summer before school began. I've saved it.

- Is this a joke? - No.

Don't you want to have a look?

I can take care of us...

Can't you see anything?

What?

Damn! Get out! What's the matter with you?

Get out, you idiots!

Go away!

You are free!

- I don't understand you anymore. - What's wrong with your mind?

- You don't have to talk to me like this. - Yes we do!

You let the cows flee in the middle of winter!

- Can't you just be normal? - Normal? Like you?

- You don't know what I've been through. - I don't? Explain then!

It would be easier if she gave a chance. Things can't be like this forever.

Has she been difficult like this for a long time?

There was never a moment of peace. I can't sleep when she's not at home.