The Babysitter Lilyhammer

This programme contains very strong language.

I gave you Aldo fucking Dalucci.

'Not quite - he's going to walk.'

Fucking FBI. No wonder the fucking terrorists are winning!

You're the European cop who's looking for some wise guy.

-Is this blackmail?

-Definitely.

Where's that piece of shit Frank Tagliano hiding, huh?

GUNSHOT

Pack your lederhosen, boys. You're going to Norway.

Wakey, wakey, Frankie boy.

-Shit! That's not him.

-Oi!

GUNSHOT

AUDIENCE APPLAUSE

Madonna mia.

No. No. He...fell down some stairs.

Why don't you wait over here, huh?

Sit down and read some magazines, there.

Yeah. Norwegian moms, huh?

Let's go.

Feeling a little under the weather?

Arne, who did this?

Frankie-boy.

Huh?

Frankie-boy?

Keep in mind, every now and then, when you have a good hand,

you're going to want to check to throw the other guys off.

You remember what check means?

That's my boy.

I know, I know, I know.

Honey, relax, you're only going for two days.

-You have a good trip.

-OK.

Don't worry about a thing.

If we have to stay in this fucking hellhole much longer,

I think I'm going to go insane.

EXTERIOR MUSIC PLAYS

There we go with that fucking song!

All right. All right. I'll drive into town in a couple of days.

If the coast is clear, we'll make a move.

Come on, let me see it.

How bad could it be?

Ho-ho... OK, pretty bad.

Look. Can't you just wear it for one day and make her happy?

OK. Fuck The Sound Of Music.

Let's go downtown and get you some real threads, huh? Come on.

So?

Let's beef up security at the club, huh?

And...bring the bikers in, let them track these cocksuckers.

Where you getting that?

Do me a favour.

Try not to think.

You're going to hurt yourself. Huh?

Oh.... Now that's what I'm talking about!

You're beautiful. Look at you.

You're going to get laid tonight!

Hiya, boys.

I want you to say hello to my friend, Indiana Jonas.

Kid's got more class than all you lowlifes put together, huh?

Look at that suit.

Take it easy. He's 12-years old.

So?

No. No damage, except for the brain damage.

I got it, boss.

Deal the kid in.

Yeah.

Go ahead.

Take a brake, gang. I have a little meeting over here, all right?

A little something for the kids.

Can I get you a drink?

Yeah.

Well, maybe now that he's gone, we can put that to rest, huh?

Two Americans, you say?

Wow. That's a bit of a stretch don't you think, officer?

Well, I can't help you.

MAN SHOUTS UPSTAIRS

Yusef!

Yusef!

Yusef!

Pretty good, huh?

Wait a minute.

How did you win that much dough with this shit hand?

Shit hand?

That's my boy. I tried to warn you.

No, no, no. Where you going?

You just keep on doing what your doing.

You're doing great.

I don't know how much you've heard about our problem.

Yeah.

I was hoping you'd say that.

You tell your guys, they bring those mother fuckers here,

10 grand each.

You got it.

OK.

ALL LAUGH

My boy, eh? That's my boy.

Whoa! Who's that - Hugh Heffner's childhood sweetheart?

Hey, you, can I have a word with you? Come here.

When an employee gets hurt, you bring him a fruit basket.

You don't put their mother's picture on a wall with her tits hanging out.

OK, boss.

Come on, you. You've seen enough for one day.

HE SINGS LOUDLY

Jan?

Jan?

Jan.

# Play this track as loud as you can

# Like it, find it, download it

# Burn it, pump it stop, rewind it

# We gon' stir it up... #

Wow! Look at that dress!

Beautiful, baby. You're beautiful.

LYRICS INAUDIBLE

# Let's do it... #

-Hi, boss.

-Hey.

This better be good.

Whoops! Surprise, my friend. Wrong guys.

What? Wrong? Are you sure?.

You really think these tulips could have beat up Arne? Look at them!

Pink underwear.

But...what are we going to do now?

Get rid of them.

MUFFLED SHOUTS

You mean...?

No, no. Just drop them out of town somewhere,

and compensate them for ruining their honeymoon.

Sorry.

Let me help you out with that, ladies.

Wow!

It's a talent.

You want to join us?

A bit early, I have to say, but what the hell, right?

Thanks.

We're doing this stunt.

We're going to run naked around the lake.

GIRLS LAUGH

And we need to prove that we really did it.

So would you mind taking photos?

Absolutely not... Yes. Yes.

OK, ready to go?

Let me see that thing.

What's it all about?

Africa? Forget about it. Let them get their own national day.

This is about Norwegian national pride, am I right?

You don't want people thinkin' you're a hippie,

commie pussy, do you? Course not. Gimme that pen.

Let's do a little rewrite here.

It's going to be good.

It's all good in town, let's go do what we came here to do.

Nah. Not now. I promised these girls I'd take their photo.

You've been anxious to do this since we got here,

now you don't want to go?

I guess it can wait a few minutes.

Fuck. Look at that peace of ass.

Oh, my goodness.

Some really good pictures here, I'll tell you that.

Pretty good, huh?

Um...

We're going to this party.

You guys want to come?

Sorry, miss, we got plans.

Come on. It will be fun.

What are you, fucking nuts?

We'll go for a while.

Thank you!

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

Woo!

Woo-oo!

Hello.

Fuck.

Where are these fuckers?

Sorry.

Fuck.

-Fuck.

-Come on.

Hey! Up and around already, huh? That's my boy!

Eh?

Erm... Torgeir. Why?

All right. Take it easy, take it easy!

I couldn't have known that.

I never would have allowed it.

Here you go.

Sorry about that.

You match the description of the guys who had a violent

incident at the gas station.

Says who?

Now tell me - how did you meet my colleague Geir Tvedt in New York?

We've got no idea who you're talkin' about, all right?

We found...

..this in your hotel room.

So fucking what? I bought it on eBay.

I have a strong feeling that you two know what happened to my friend.

Excuse me.

You're free to go.

Hey...

Good luck finding the guys who stole the Elvis-wannabe's fanny pack.

Hey.

How did you know he was interested in Elvis?

Answer my question!

-What is this?

-Get your fucking hands of me!

PHONE RINGS

PHONE RINGS

Great speech, eh?

Great speech, kid. I'm proud of you.

Well...a little bit.

Ya, you told me that Johnny made them?

Yeah, the moose hunt, remember?

Yeah, explain it to her.

Oh, it was wonderful.

Really?

I didn't know that you were so good friends.

Me and Jan? Oh...best of buddies.

You bet.

You know, Jan, you got a big fucking mouth.

JAN LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

I'm really sorry about that...but I got us out of it.

Yeah, I'll give you that.

Your attitude is definitely improving. I like that.

You know what?

I've been doing some spring cleaning.

I don't think I'm going to be needing these any more.

Easy now.

Good. Now, wash your hands.

I appreciate that.

I shut it off during Jonas' speech, why?

It's a very short story, but not now.

The police called and said that the Americans are to be released.

Then what are you doing here?

-I don't know.

-Why aren't you following them?

I was supposed to, but then Arne came

and put my head into some porridge.

Are you mentally unbalanced, huh?

We may not get this chance again.

What am I supposed to do?

-Try and find them...and beef up security.

-You got it.

And take care of that face.

What a moron.

MAN SINGS

WOMEN CHEERING

-Did you get him?

-I don't think so.

-That goddamn horn.

Must have been a firecracker.

I'll go check the front.

Come here, kid! Come on.

It's time to make Tagliano come to us.

Son of a bitch

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