The Final Race (2023) Movie Script
1
- Are you okay?
- No.
Why don't we lead?
- Straight ahead.
- There's a shortcut up here.
- No shortcut. Straight ahead, just.
- Hold on!
Oh, shit!
Dennis!
- Yes!
Are you okay, Tove?
Yes.
Damn, maybe I shouldn't have taken the right.
What did I say, idiot?
- Oh, my god.
- Huh?
- Tove!
- The water goes.
- Get me out of here!
- Okay, wait a minute.
Dennis, do something!
- Hurry!
My shoulder. I think it went out of order.
Dennis!
Hell.
- See you, Dennis!
- Hey, hey.
Hello, Dennis. All right?
That's good. Hi.
A former troublemaker.
He couldn't stop racing,
even though it ended in divorce
and lost custody.
I was the one who locked him up, finally.
I saw that you still
the camaraderie has stopped.
That's good.
One more race, and you go back in.
Directly.
- Here you go.
- Thank you very much.
You. Looking for something, right?
No.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Hi, Dennis.
-Hi.
- How you doing?
- Yes, of course.
You... Are you coming down to the Lake tonight?
No, me... I don't know.
Do you know who's coming there?
TT.
- TT?
- TT.
- Is he in Sweden?
- Yep.
It is rumored that he will celebrate
his return with a great race.
- Yeah, that sounds like TT.
- Yep.
- We'll see.
- Did we say it'll be bacon burgers?
- With accessories.
- Yep.
Yes, by the way.
I am thinking of buying a house in Spain.
- Well.
-Yes.
- Huh?
-Yes.
Spend the winter season down there.
Never mind growing a winter beard.
Then you can grow a summer beard instead.
I have found an amazing house
located on a slope down towards the sea.
Very fresh. And walking distance to Lidl.
- Want to see pictures?
- What?
- Are you going to move to Spain?
-Yes.
And you're saying that now, all of a sudden?
It will be sudden
whenever I say that?
Here's the parking lot. Here is the entrance.
Here you place the shopping carts.
It's so well arranged.
What the fuck...
TT, you fucking idiot.
Hey, hey.
Damn, you can't watch Spain, right?
There is sun, tapas and bullfighting.
But that they had Lidl?
Like I said, it's crazy.
Goes from zero to one hundred in 3.2 seconds.
I usually say
the only problem with an electric car,
that's why you so often get slammed.
You see... Oh, you had some oil there.
So, yeah. Thank you.
Anyway, anyway... Oops.
I've been craving
to test what she goes for.
I heard you have a race.
- Perfect timing!
- I'm glad you came.
How much bacon do you want
on your bacon burger? Accessories?
The side dishes are bacon
which doesn't fit on the burger.
We always make too much bacon.
Hello, Dennis.
Well, TT.
- It wasn't yesterday.
- No.
- Not the day before yesterday either.
- No, not then either.
- And not the day before yesterday...
- It was a long time ago, quite simply.
Well, I've been abroad a lot.
- Competed a lot abroad.
- He's been to Norway.
- Shut up.
- Yeah, man.
But you're still in Hjo, right?
It is not directly abroad.
- No, it's in Sweden.
- This is Steffe.
He has his own YouTube channel
with Ninja lessons.
- You've probably seen it.
- No.
He led the secret campaign
to get you here.
Yeah, I saw him at the gas station.
- What, he thought?
-Yes.
Yes... A ninja is not invisible.
in a supernatural sense.
No, it's clear.
I figured out that it says
13-13 in the race between you and me.
We can't have that.
The draw is Swedish and meaningless.
- Who cares?
-You. You care.
It's time, Dennis. One last race.
Who is the best? Is it you, or is it me?
I quit. I don't drive anymore.
Yeah, I saw it. You got a lady's bike.
Lady...
Stylish. The start goes tomorrow at ten o'clock
outside my workshop.
Bet: a symbolic hundred,
as usual.
What do you say? Should you or I throw?
- Steffe, get the map up.
Just watch my fingers.
- Ow!
- You shouldn't hold the map so close to your body.
I had my head behind Finland.
Gllivare? Yeah, damn it.
It's a little long, isn't it?
From Hjo to Gllivare?
It will be our longest race ever.
God, how exciting.
What a gang we are.
Who the hell are you?
Claes Bengtsson, kick-seeker.
I'm here to sign up.
Okay, racers.
It will be a journey of about 134 miles.
Route 49 and 50 towards rebro. A little E18 later.
Avoid the West, for fuck's sake.
Don't forget to take Route 56 via Valbo,
you'll save three quarters.
After Gvle it will be E4
along the east coast.
Perfect with a depot in Varggrytet...
Where did you get the air in from?
- But everything he said was great.
Okay. Ten o'clock tomorrow.
Anyone who has a hundred
and want to be defeated by me are welcome.
Questions?
Yeah, I'm standing here thinking...
Wouldn't it have been fun
what if we had printed matching T-shirts?
With some funny pressure.
"The race pirates", or something like that.
These are just thoughts.
Put them behind your ear.
- Forget he said anything. Let's go!
- Yes!
Well, guys. Do you race?
No, here it is finished.
Here are two guys
who has made his last detour.
By itself, then...
The Thunderbird would be able to, anyway.
Hey, I'm moving to Marbella
in five and a half weeks...
Hanna!
Hanna!
Stop the fucking car!
- What are you doing, Hanna?
-Dad.
What are you doing here? Do you know how easy it is
for him to lose control?
It's very stupid and very dangerous.
- I could have jumped away.
- Very dangerous, period.
- Who is he?
Charlie.
- That doesn't tell me anything.
- We're together.
Now you go home to mom.
You have promised to keep us updated
about what you're doing.
I didn't promise you shit.
- Don't go with him.
So I'm going home, right?
Are you gonna take me home on your ladies ' bike?
I turn eighteen,
and you don't even want to practice driving.
You're such a bad father that you don't even
I can learn the only thing you can.
You...
I just want to double check with you:
Are we done with the map?
- Bye, Glenn.
- Don't talk in the middle of qi-gong, please.
- We can practice a little later if you like...
- No, I don't have time.
Nah.
- A lot of packing for one night.
- Maybe I'll stay for two.
Jenny wanted to.
-Yes. You...
- What's that smell?
- What?
- You smell weird.
-Mother...
You didn't drive with dad, did you?
- You're acting weird now, Tove.
I didn't think you could talk.
under qi-gong.
Hanna!
- Promise to call later.
-Yes.
- Say Hello To Jenny.
- Yes, then.
Spain is in the EU,
so you don't have to drive C1.
Foreign cars are allowed.
No, no, no.
I'll call you sooner. That's clear.
Say Hello To Volle. Hey.
The stump salutes. He became the right newspaper
for that matter with Spain.
I got the generator off.
Can you buckle up?
You?
- Yes?
Don't you want to run one last race?
Before you move?
I've always dreamed of
driving through the cities.
Ume, Pite...
- Lule...
- Have you always dreamed about it?
Longer than you have dreamed of Spain.
Let's go up and jojka in Jokkmokk
with a lot of mosquitoes and knee socks?
Who peels like that?
Cardiac arrest!
Leffe. Leffe, you...
It's a thing I want to talk about. Come out.
- Leffe.
-Yes.
What is this?
I'm sick.
Yes. Year...
...Schreiner's syndrome.
It settles on the brain, and...
...the skeleton.
It breaks down the whole body. Until...
Damn, The Flower. Why do you have
didn't say anything to me?
I don't want to languish in a hospital bed.
I want to hit the road one last time.
Eat my last bacon burger.
Listen to my last Cliff Richard Song.
"Lucky Lips", which I like so much.
I want to feel danger
and rebellious stupidity.
I don't want to be like a dog like the family
forgot when they go on vacation,
and when they come home
it is dry in the Hall.
I don't want to die
like a mean, obedient Swede.
I want to die...
...full tank.
It was the finest speech
I've been listening to Braveheart.
So, what the hell...
Buddy, if you've got Schrdinger's now...
Carpenters.
Shrainers. So...
Well, that's clear
we can run one last race.
- Sure?
- Yes, absolutely.
It's not contagious, is it?
No.
The flower! Why haven't you said anything?
It hasn't come off, as it were.
- Well.
- Well!
You said yesterday that I
I'll keep you and your mom updated.
Yeah, that would be good.
Charlie and I are going to race.
So, now you are up to date.
What, wait. TT's race?
Listen to me. You absolutely won't...
You've been traveling all your life
without asking anyone.
What, me... That's a fucking difference, isn't it?
Fan.
Hey!
Hanna is seventeen years old. How old are you?
- Nineteen.
- How many hours have you had a driver's license?
How many hours did you have it
before your first race?
It has nothing to do with it.
You're not supposed to run a race with Hanna.
I'll have some condoms too.
They're over.
The end?
- It's over. In the warehouse too.
Well.
Yeah, yeah. I can drive without it.
You should not drive a car
or something else with my daughter!
Hanna! Hanna!
No, what the hell...
Wait!
Hanna would sleep with Jenny,
but Jenny had no idea.
- No, I think she's with her guy.
- What kind of guy?
Charlie. He's somebody...
You know that, but I don't?
- I found out yesterday.
Tove, I don't want to be late.
One more minute, then we have to roll.
She's on her way to town...
I'm going to spend that minute
in my fully automatic seat
which is usually
on these slightly newer and nicer cars.
Dennis, what's going on?
Hanna and her guy
I'm going to race with TT.
- Massage, lovely for the lumbar region.
I'm on my way to stop her.
- I control everything with one finger.
- I knew there was a car smell about Hanna.
You don't have to keep up.
I can handle this myself.
It should be standard on all cars.
Well, Tove. Time to roll.
Tovis?
No...
This is exactly what was not allowed to happen.
Why are you driving like a bitch?
Can you take it easy?
I'm just as stressed as you are.
You know how it is.
It has to warm up before you can pull on.
I had forgotten how hard these seats are.
Is miss more accustomed
in case of automatic massage for the lumbar region?
It was only a matter of time
before she met a car.
With a dad like you.
I have barely met Hanna, but when she
going to Lappland is all my fault.
Why is it always my fault?
Dennis, stop.
- Have you ever made a mistake?
A hundred?
Hey, Steve.
- How did you get that scar?
- It was a long time ago.
I apparently drove into a neighbor's fence
when I learned to ride a bike.
- So you can't drive or ride a bike?
- Come on.
- A hundred? A hundred?
- Yep.
Thanks.
Excuse.
- "Are you going to leave or are you going to poke?"
- Huh?
- Ronny and Ragge.
Which ones?
"Damn, Ragge!
Will there be a kick this weekend?"
A hundred, please.
Hey, yeah.
Claes Bengtsson, with the electric car.
Let me know if you want to check the batteries.
- It's okay.
I guess it's okay with a microwave,
but it's a different feeling to grill.
- The smell of lighter fluid and Burnt Meat.
- You're a bon vivant.
I myself am a kick-seeker.
Addicted to adrenaline.
I sold my company,
and since then it has been completely crazy.
I have climbed with mountain goats,
I've wrestled with...
...Turks.
So it really is...
But this is my first car race.
You get it
that it is 130 miles to Lapland?
Yes. Or as we
those who think about the environment usually say:
There are three charges.
Okay, contestants.
Start your engines!
- Where is the sexy girl who starts the race?
I hired Miss Hjo.
All right.
She was also lucia.
-OK.
- Two years in a row.
- Juicy.
-1970 and -73.
- Yes! Huh?
What the hell, Steffe!
- Look, it's Dennis!
- Well, look at that.
Dennis!
Now it will go off!
Where.
I knew it. No
can resist me on a bearskin trap.
For me it tingles.
- Shut up.
- Yeah, man.
It says 13-13. Now it should be decided.
- Get out of the car!
Which one of us is...
I'm not driving.
- Who is he? Hanna!
Hanna, come on.
- Open up! Hey, kid.
- Listen to mom!
Hey!
Open the door!
Hanna! Hanna, you can...
- Do something!
- Do something yourself!
He locked the door!
- Drive.
- You can talk to her, right?
- Listen! Are you sick in the head?
- What are you doing? Stop!
What are you doing?
Dennis, what the hell!
Men, that is.
- A little hors d'oeuvres?
- Yes, please.
- It's marked.
- There is a lot of vitamin C in sausages.
Nachos?
-Happy.
- A little chipotle dip?
-Thank you.
Yee-ha!
Hey, you've come to Hanna.
Send an sms instead.
Call mom as soon as you hear this. Now.
Call now. Don't even listen clearly.
Are you okay?
No.
Why don't we lead?
Good question.
Can I drive after the stop?
I don't know
if it's time to practice now.
I can drive. You know that, right?
We'll see how we are
after the stop. Okay?
Gummibyte.
Frosty Mint, Arctic Mint or Cool Mint?
- Fuck you.
Frosty Mint: a refreshing mint flavor.
- Arctic Mint: an intense mint freshener.
- Take the same one I had before.
- I think there were two Arctic and one Cool.
- You'll watch those things.
- It tastes like leeks.
- Steffe!
Yes. I... Yes...
Hey, is that important?
The...i...e...acet.
What the hell are you saying?
Myself...I'm in ... pa ... acet.
I have told everyone
to use their ninja voices.
Talk so that those who listen
I hardly hear what they say.
But how the hell should I, who doesn't
do ninja talk, understand what they say?
Disable Ninja voice.
Dennis is in the race.
Oh, is that true?
He's a good bit behind me.
Drive quite carefully.
I knew he couldn't hold on.
Be sure to fuck with him, so him...
Are you still here?
Hello?
Make sure to fuck with him a little,
so he lights up.
I want to travel with old Dennis.
Okay, I'll come up with something
when we get on the small roads.
It's been a long time since you've felt this good.
Are you feeling better now?
No, not like that...
I don't feel so damn good.
I have this syndrome all the time.
I feel it.
- What's the worst?
- Oh, yeah...
This is it... You know...
And then this...
Then the breath. You can hear me breathing.
Is it common, the disease?
There are those who say
that it is not so common.
But I think it's not that common.
I think I'll close my eyes a little.
Yes!
Excuse. Excuse me!
Excuse. Excuse.
It's Dennis.
Hello, Dennis. Just wanted to say that it is
glad to hear you're in the race.
I'll just get Hanna.,
then we go home.
I often get the question:
Why do we run street races?
Why do we risk life and driver's license
and the freedom of a symbolic price sum?
- Do you often get that question?
- Yes, it happens.
How many times have you been asked that question,
roughly?
From time to time. Fuck that question.
I guess it was more like a prelude
the second thing I would say.
Now I came off.
Anyway. When I get that question...
Which you never get.
I always respond like this:
We grew up in an environment
where everyone is biltokiga.
The one who wins a race is the King.
Think about it, Dennis.
Think back to that time
when you were lucky enough to win over me.
- Yeah, yeah.
Do you remember that feeling?
The feeling of being admired.
Being in focus.
You could walk into a pub,
and people shared
because you were Moses, or something.
Everyone did exactly as you said.
You could point to anything and get it.
Go into consumption and grab a thing
and just be nice.
Everyone does as you say,
because you are the worst Sultan.
Do you remember that feeling, Dennis?
Admit that you have longed
after that feeling.
Admit that you understand that it is not
there may be a tie between you and me.
Accept the challenge. Do...
Hello?
He hung up. But I must say:
Very inspiring words.
Look! Oh, goosebumps.
Who should we call now?
But... But what the hell...
Aren't you wise? So, what the hell...
You left without me! Never do that again!
She was like that...
What was your plan, anyway?
- Shooting Hanna. What do you think?
It's Glenn. Quiet, don't say anything.
Sorry, I had to leave.
and prepare a viewing.
There was some misunderstanding in the office.
You would have liked to communicate it
so I didn't have to call during the group qi Gong.
It wasn't great fun
to go to the Lars Lerin exhibition yourself.
- What's that sound?
- Is that something that sounds?
- What are you doing? Do you drive a car, Tove?
- No, we are... No.
Since I started with qi-gong, I have realized
the advantage is that you become clear-sighted.
I think you and Dennis
sitting in his rolling dustbin,
which he calls car, and is looking for Hanna.
But that you are ashamed of your old family
and wants to lie about it.
I can believe it.
I sit on three boards.
Dennis works at a gas station.
- I'll see you later, okay? Kiss, Kiss.
- Tove?
Sag... Just drive.
My name is Matilda Ivar-Ivarsson,
and you listen to the P3 documentary.
Today is about oppression.
Barnaga, vuxenaga...
But my god, how boring.
Stop playback.
Play audiobook.
"Quick cash 3: Life deluxe."
I need cash!
"I need cash!"
- "Cho, brother. How much, brother?"
- ...Radovan told me.
"It doesn't matter, brother.
Only they are fast."
"Ey, I want to live life deluxe. Brother."
Bird!
It was just a butterfly.
Sorry, I think
that you should be in conference room 2A.
I apologize.
Hey, everybody. My Name Is Kicki Pippi Titti,
and I am a values consultant
the Education Council.
And you are chosen
from various police districts around... Yes?
Short question, only.
Is Your Name really Kicki Titti Pippi?
Kicki Pippi Titti.
- Titti Kicki Pippi?
Kicki Pippi Titti.
- I don't hear any difference.
No.
The Education Council has a mandate
the government conducted an investigation
which shows that no one thinks it's funny
when it's noisy.
That is why we have chosen to call our campaign:
"Sad when it's noisy."
To implement that work
we would like you all
became more active on social media.
# TrakigtNarDetArBrakigt .
Any questions?
- No, exciting.
That sounds great.
You've come to Hanna.
Send an sms instead.
Fan.
- Aren't you just gonna answer?
- Then why?
He has never cared before,
so why would he do it now?
You... I heard something about your dad.
- What?
I'm sure it's just a rumor.
But apparently the TT has sabotaged his car
every race, every year.
- Huh?
-Yes.
Dennis had no idea.
He just has: "there may be some problems
with these old cars."
Dennis" Genvgen " Gunnarsson.
He is a legend,
but maybe not the smartest.
And here you get...
What is this
which I hold in my hand? Yes?
This is a fidget spinner.
And why am I holding this?
Because it's fun.
-Exactly.
It's great fun.
And what is the opposite of fun?
Sadly. So what would happen
if we shared these great
the people who fight the most?
Shh!
There's a street race going on out here.
In my district we had a speed fool
which I put there so many times
he stopped driving at all.
Now he rides a bike and sells soft ice cream.
That's how we have to work.
Hard and aggressive.
In case it is noisy
let's fight back.
That's how I got away
his Blue Camara from the streets...
Dennis, you son of a bitch.
Johnsson, let's go.
- Stay here with Kicki Gicki Pitti, then.
Kicki Pippi Titti.
Did she bring her fidget spinner?
I guess it doesn't matter
which district do I belong to?
I'll take up the hunt North.
That Dodge is in the race.
Look how slow he is.
- What's he doing?
-Idiot.
Go!
Watch out!
Hell...
Safely.
What the hell are you doing?
What the hell is he doing?
I hate him.
That old Raggar trick.
That was a long time ago.
That was very childish.
Fan.
There are policemen behind it.
- Huh?
Nine kilometers away from you.
Anything to report?
- Can you check the map where we are?
- Just drive straight ahead.
- The right must be closer.
- No.
- Hold on.
- No, Dennis. No shortcut!
- Damn, what a bad road.
- I said straight ahead. Why aren't you listening?
I listen, but maybe not all the time.
No, no, no!
Dennis!
Look at that!
Turn, then!
Where the hell are you going?
This is the last one!
Dennis, watch out!
Oops. That went well.
Yes, but it's about
getting used to the bladder.
To train it up,
so you don't have to get up once an hour.
Once an hour...
I was up twelve times last night.
- Twelve?
- New record.
Hats off.
-Thank you.
Whoa!
He's out early, this time,
lnsman.
Yes.
- Well, what will it be?
- Stop freaking out.
How much bacon do you want?
I think this will be fine.
Nice when he came from that direction...
These are two cars.
It was a whole caravan.
We stood across here, so...
And no one followed the other cars?
We stood on the cross here, both of us.
- It was a blue Camara. Have you seen it?
- Blue Camara...
- We stood on the cross.
-Thank you.
But now you have to back off.
Back.
Call in several cars and a helicopter.
Afterlight a blue Camara.
You can't stand here like idiots.
It's embarrassing for the entire corps.
my God. We always put ourselves on the cross.
Sweatcheck.
- Slightly damp.
-OK. What have we got?
Manxplosion, Raw Heat, Mogadishu Midnight.
- Or do we go on the Axe?
Axe Africa.
It's great that you let us go.
I am a serial killer,
but you're not my type.
-Yes...
-Good. Thank you.
It's like the good old days.
- Huh?
- I'll drive and you clean.
Listen... Before I got pregnant
I was the one who drove the most. Okay?
Do you remember when you
drove down the stairs on the main square?
Everyone was absolutely sure
that it was a movie recording.
- Why did you stop driving?
Someone had to take responsibility.
- But can you miss it sometimes?
- What?
The speed, the excitement. The smell...
What stinks?
- But, what...
- Oh!
Holy shit. What is that?
Hard to say. It can be
a cheese and ham sandwich from 2015.
Throw it out. Damn, it stinks.
I have to keep my hand on the wheel.
Can't you take it?
- Throw it out through the box.
- Stop it!
Sorry, Tove. It was my fault.
- It was very childish. I'm sorry.
- Shut up.
- Hello?
- This is Glenn.
What are you and Tove doing?
- What?
You're just looking for Hanna, aren't you?
You are not doing anything else,
right?
I don't know what you mean.
As you may know,
me and Tove a little trial right now
I started talking to a couples therapist.
Yeah, I heard.
But that doesn't mean you get
try to lure her back anyway.
What"back"?
To your little world, filled with car shampoo,
flatbread roll and balcony
overlooking another balcony.
It's really sad to hear
that you and Tove have it swayed.
- But I think you can feel calm.
- I'm calm.
There's nothing girls turn on anymore
people who love qi-gong
and Lars Lerin.
- Hey, I don't like your tone.
- And I don't like your car.
Tove wants to say hello. Wait a second.
Are you in Copenhagen? Tove?
Can I talk to Tove?
Battery level low. Charge immediately.
No problem.
Hey, is that the Wolf pot?
A little poorly signposted, I think.
I want to report my arrival
in the TT race.
- Are you in the TT race?
- That's right.
Claes Bengtsson, kick-seeker.
Can you check the list
and see if I'm first?
- Yes, you lead.
- Yes!
Yes! Here.
Yeah, yeah. So, where do we charge?
Charging?
- Yes, I need electricity.
-Charger.
- Yes, we have chargers.
- What kind of cell phone do you have?
- Johnny, do you have an iPhone charger?
No, no, no. Hey, what time is it?
Is it 2005, or is it?
- I need a charger for the car.
- We don't have that out here.
- Excuse me?
- We're in the middle of the woods.
Are you familiar with the concept of electricity?
We have beds, jaw, tools and carried.
And then we have soup.
Oh, no.
- Shit, we're last.
- Now, yes.
- Is something coming?
- Not yet.
- And you?
- No.
- Oh. We don't give a shit, do we?
-Yes.
Good try.
Better than the previous one, anyway.
How the hell could he get here so fast?
That's OK. I fixed that.
At the beginning he asked
if there were chargers here in the Wolf pit.
- Guess what I answered?
- "Of course it does."
Listen, Tjrven! Good ride.
Charlie.
- She doesn't care.
0-1 Here, Come on.
- Ready to leave? Come on.
- Yeah, come on.
Follow my orders, make a wide sweep
and keep the area cordoned off. Come on.
Got it, come on.
Make a wide circle,
but remain undetected. Come on.
Hey, I just need to double check.:
Why do we speak English?
Words like these
sounds much better in English.
Yeah, this sounds a little silly.
Come on.
Here we are, 17 years later.,
in an illegal car race. Again.
Everything has been going well lately
time, and then you come back.
And look what happens.
I want to take more responsibility. I want to...
I want to be with Hannah.
It's not that fast
to just come back
all of a sudden I want to be a dad.
Dad is a full-time man or not at all.
You can't always
take shortcuts in life, Dennis.
Damn It, Dennis.
You're a long way behind.
That's almost how you get started
stage two at the same time as US,
so there will be some competition from this.
I'm still not in the race.
- You say so.
Wow. You have some flour there.
Did you bake in the car?
Ow!
So your buddy tried to kill us?
Polars and Polars.
You know a lot along the way.
Idiots.
- I'll go get my daughter.
- What a fucking race it will be tomorrow.
Admit that you have missed us.
Admit that you have been longing for us!
Dennis! You have pushed,
you fucking crave it...
Dennis!
- I don't think he hears.
- Shut up.
- Yeah, man.
I'm sorry, didn't you say there's electricity here?
All right, then.
- Well, then...
Hanna!
Come on.
Get up and jump.
That was the last time
Hanna was in your car. Do you get it?
I never get tired of this smell.
Swedish forest and petrol.
Nature's own wunderbaum.
- Hi, Tove. Should you have an iron?
- Hey! Are you going to have two?
There is always fuss in the pot.
Do you remember 1984
when Greta and I were here?
That's when Volle made his own beer.
You scratched yourself after a few days.
No.
- You want an iron?
-Yes.
- It was booze, wasn't it?
-Yes.
Do you have more?
Hey, Charlie.
Do you get paid by the hour,
or are you driving a fixed price?
- What do you mean?
- I can have a beer.
- What "fixed price"?
- As a babysitter, I mean.
- The little girl you're going with.
- Well.
She's nothing... She's actually seventeen.
Is she seventeen? Wow.
Let me know if you want to travel
with an adult sometime. Okay?
- How are you?
- What do you think? I'm ashamed.
Yes. You often do that at your age.
Do you know how worried I've been?
I've been worried too.
Take your bag and put it in dad's car,
let's get out of this shitty place.
Tove, it's a long way home.
Shouldn't we just sleep here?
Can't you grab some beds right away?
Before the whole package rolls in.
This day is only getting better and better.
Yeah, yeah!
Perfect. Super.
Come on, Come On, Wherever you are. Come on.
Hey, come on? Can you hear me?
My mom and I thought
that we would...
So. Then I don't have a guy either.
Are you satisfied now?
What, is it over?
Damn It, Hanna. I...
I know this feels like shit now.
But you...
You have your whole life ahead of you.
When you think back to this
it will just feel like a small one...
...a footnote in your life.
I understand, of course, that it doesn't feel
like a footnote right now.
When hanging around with car veins
that's a damn big risk
you run into an idiot here and there.
- Well, so I'll blame myself?
- No, absolutely not.
But the world does not end
because Charlie is an idiot.
You met your mother in the car.
Is she also a footnote?
No, I was the footnote.
I would have stopped traveling
when you were born, Hannah.
But I continued.
Like an idiot.
I hate
my mom was with Glenn.
Much because Glenn is a jerk.
But above all
because it reminds me...
...how the hell I could choose cars
instead of you and mom.
So, what I mean is that
it will be the same for Charlie.
He will also regret
that he was an idiot.
Just like I've done all my life.
This is where you are.
And I think like:
Is there even Lidl in Spain?
Yeah. And not only that!
Two hundred meters from the gate!
I was about to slam off.
There was nothing to bargain about.
I said yes to the stump.
- Or so, I said.
- S.
You know a little Spanish.
- Congratulations.
- Feel a little better?
-Bit.
It's like the good old days
when there was a little bang
when Camaran always fussed.
Is it true that T is always
sabotaged your car before the race?
I heard that he never
I won a contest without cheating.
No, I don't think so.
There are always problems with old cars.
Exactly that was your standard answer when you
I don't know why the car didn't work.
Therefore...
That bastard.
Is that right, TT?
What the hell is that now?
Is it a problem with the ex-wife?
Should I Oil her up?
Is that true
that you've been wrecking my car all these years?
Sabbath and Sabbath.
- It's a competition, isn't it?
- When did you start doing this?
I'll take two ice cream boats and one of those.
Isn't it fascinating anyway
that you have been so deeply pawned
during all these years
that you haven't noticed anything?
What the hell have you done?
What haven't I done? Where do I start?
I have poured sugar into the tank.
I've hacked holes in your tires.
Easing of bolts.
I set the radio to P1.
- What the hell...
- You just don't do that.
I've been tinkering with the battery.
Poured chili into your underpants.
- Tinkered with a backrest...
- The brakes in 2006 when Tove was pregnant?
Let's see... The brakes...
- A bell rings.
- You're not fucking smart.
Idiot. What the hell...
You know what?
If you don't like the kitchen,
get out of the kitchen.
- "If you don't like the heat..."
- Shut up.
Whoever gets into the game gets to play,
and kind of endure it.
We don't have many rules,
but we have some rules.
You can't fucking fix the brakes.
Damn, idiot.
Whoever wins a street race
he is the king of the city.
I ate for free all summer.
I have no regrets.
Except sushi from the pizzeria.
It was like that.
- TT, we could have died!
- No, you just got risked in the coffin.
We could have died, all three of us.
Now, damn it.
Now I will win you over. 14-13, TT.
What the fuck...
- Well.
- What the hell happened?
Fix the power!
Cops!
- Shit.
- TT!
- Start in the correct order.
- Come on!
- Right order!
The right order!
I found them in the Wolf pit. Over.
-Fan. Don't let them out of sight.
- I got a prio alarm.
Major accident in Sundsvall,
must prioritize. Over.
- Let's go first!
- The ribbed dampers are already in the car.
Professionals!
Steffe!
- Drive.
- This is between me and TT.
No. It's between me and Charlie.
Come on, build the barricade now.
Come on, guys!
No! Wait!
No! Fan.
Hey. Claes Bengtsson, kick-seeker.
Oh, no.
Hanna?
- Mm?
You... I think we might...
- Forgot about mom.
-...forgot about mom.
I think I recognize you.
- No, I don't think so.
- You're Dennis Gunnarsson's wife, right?
Ex-wife.
-Oops. Sensitively.
Sorry, Police. Where Are you taking us?
The nearest police station is in Kramfors.
You will be released there.
I know which way the others went.
I saw Dennis's map.
I know all the way to the finish line.
And that's Dennis you want, right?
- Get it out.
- First you take the E4 towards Docksta.
- And then?
Yes... I'll tell you later.
I think you need me, Dark.
Please let me go in Kramfors.
Sorry, I screamed.
Ouch.
- What the hell?
- Come on!
Fuck!
Bye Bye, Charlie.
All right.
Come on, now. Go, Go, Go.
And then the rear window. Okay?
Fucking idiots.
- You can...
- Shut up.
Yay.
Now, damn it.
Fuck!
- Yee-ha!
- Yes!
Yes?
I had a problem with the car.
but is soon caught up.
Dennis is right behind me.
That's clear. I took care of
to pour some oil on the flames.
Nice, TT. As a bonus, I can say
he looks like shit.
Delightfully. I love an asshole Dennis.
Yeah, he's pretty good-looking when he's angry.
Have you thought about it?
It's the sweep, it narrows.
- Shut up.
- Yeah, man.
Maybe it's time for plan Ume.
I love the Ume plan.
- Hello?
Pavlo, green light.
- I repeat, green light.
- Huh?
Sorry, my bad.
It's a green light, you can go.
Take the truck... Take car...
Pavlo, it's TT here.
You can drive. Execute the plan.
I get it.
Meet me at the beard rest area.
Perfect.
Thanks.
Fuck You, Dennis.
Continue here. E4: towards Ume.
Ume! I have an aunt there.
If you let me go...
- Shut up!
- Shut up!
Hello?
Where'd you go?
You will be failed on the course.
I'm blowing off an illegal car race,
I don't give a shit if I
get let down by Kicki Pippi Titti.
Is your boss Kicki Titti Pippi?
I don't discuss job interviews.
And that's Titti Kicki Pippi,
and she's not my boss.
- Pippi Titti?
- Pippi Kicki Titti.
I don't hear any difference.
Hey, The Shortcut.
Rumor has it you're back in the race.
For once, you're right.
Take advantage and enjoy now,
because soon it will be 14-13, you bastard.
Cute, Gunnarsson.
Hope is the last thing...
I have to hang up.
I see an old Hitlerite here.
Nah, it's you!
Good for you, the shortcut. Humor.
Humor, Gunnarsson.
I want you to have one thing fucking clear.
This race, it's not over yet.
Far from it, old man.
Are you thirsty, Dennis?
What the hell?
Hey, Steffe. Magic time.
What the fuck...
Here you go!
Yes! Yes!
Do you understand now? This is deadly.
You can't be here. I told you.
This is not a place
for a fucking child.
And now we're stuck here in the woods too!
Then answer me, Pavlo.
TT!
- What the hell are you doing?
What, " what the hell am I doing?"
- Why are you hanging there?
- Because it's such damn beautiful weather!
- Make him stop!
- I called him.
- Call again!
- He's not answering.
Jump down.
- Huh?
- Jump down.
- Now!
-Yes...
- Come closer!
- What the hell, it's not that fucking easy.
What the hell...
Damn, it is
"Quick cash" level on this.
- Are you all right?
- No!
Well.
Plan Ume, check.
Hannah...
It remained only to loosen the nozzle a little,
then the air came in.
How have you connected this?
You can't connect
an electric choke to the ignition coil.
- Give me a half-inch key.
Why don't you take a 9/16 instead?
Yes. It'll be fine.
- Wohoo!
- Get out!
- Okay, kids. Who wants ice cream?
- Yes!
Do you want the 88?..
Look, Mom. Three junkies.
Shit.
But...
- I checked them.
- Don't look at them.
Goals 00-09, com.
Dark 0009, we need backup. Come on.
Excuse me, should the cord be off?
Fan.
Stay in the car.
Is it, technically, still a car?
Try it now.
Yes!
Police! Stay calm, don't panic.
I need a phone
to call for reinforcements.
What happened?
Between you and me, it goes on.
an illegal car race through your city.
Oh, my god, how easy.
Finally something happens.
- Are you having a coffee?
Phone!
No, no, please. Don't tease up
the insane cop more now.
It has completely derailed.
I need all the resources.
Helicopter,
a dozen cars and roadblocks.
Ow! It hurts.
Yes.
No, no.
Damn it!
Damn it, Dennis.
Didn't we get some ice cream?
A Nogger wasn't too much to ask, Was it?
Oh, shit...
This was never the case with the caravan.
Shit.
Fuck her.
- Nothing new about Dennis?
- No, he's out of the race.
14-13 next.
Music.
Maestro?
Oh, yeah.
- You and me, TT.
- Drop my hand, you're cute.
Yay.
Damn, we're far behind.
Hanna, are you taking out the map?
No, you look.
You have the map reader.
- Hey, Leffe. What's up?
Listen to Thunderbird FM.
It's DJ Sexy Voice...
- Hanna, check if you see any shortcut.
-...who speaks.
But first, a few traffic messages.
Some traffic birds in Lule have announced
a large police caravan
I'm going into the race.
Keep your attention in the rearview mirror
and possibly increase the speed.
Hello? I can't hear anything.
Hey, it's Leffe.
- How's it going?
I did a little fun Radio thing there.
DJ Sexy Voice does not exist.
- I was the whole time.
- Did you go for it?
Dad, there's only one way
from here to Gllivare.
Thanks for the warning.
Do you have it somewhere in front of you?
The traffic helicopter announces that yes, sure.
0.6 kilometers ahead of us rolls TT.
And soon we can invite you listeners
exclusively on the impressive overtaking
which everyone has been waiting for.
But first there will be advertising.
Now the big sausage sale of the year begins.
Barbecue sausage, 25 SEK...
Oh, shit. Good. Now, damn it.
- Falukorv, three for 79 kronor.
- Prince sausage.
- Prince sausage, 15 kronor.
- Damn, how cheap.
Hurry and bargain!
And for those who live in Spain
we have a real cannon deal going on!
Dennis?
Dennis?
What's wrong with you?
It's nothing.
I see it's something.
What's wrong with you? Sag.
What are you going to Spain to do?
Hair...
That's what your life is.
Our life.
But I guess it's time to try something new.
Try something new,
for once.
Should we live like this until we die?
I just mean...
What we do now,
we've been doing that
quite a long time, isn't it?
- The flower, I just mean that...
-Ah.
Dad?
- Yes?
What is the name of the police
who put you in jail?
-Dark. We called her darkness...
- Dad, look in the rearview mirror.
Is that her?
Fuck, too. It looks like it.
There must be a shortcut
up here somewhere.
Fuck, too.
How far is it left
the bridge over the river?
- Over five kilometers.
- Shit!
Now I have you, Camara-satan.
It's not wise.
You can feel the adrenaline flowing.
That's exactly
as in "Quick cash 3: Life deluxe".
You mean well
"Quick cash 2: Hard to kill"?
It's better. Much faster cash.
The third is life deluxe.
You've been cheated on the title.
There is a deluxe in the second.
And much faster cash
more than the fastest cash in "quick cash 3".
I'm single.
There are so many of them, dad.
Damn, there must be someone...
- Dad!
- Shit.
Hold on, Hanna.
Now I have you.
Dad, what are you thinking?
Dad?
Dennis, get out of the car.
What are you doing? Then go.
There's something I have to tell you.
- Now?
Your scar. The scar on his forehead.
Dennis, get out of the car.
What's the matter with that?
You don't really know
what happened.
It wasn't a bicycle accident.
It was my fault.
Listen to the engine, Hanna.
Not yet. Listen.
Now, Hanna.
Hanna!
Hanna, I'm sorry.
Sorry for everything.
Dad, me... I know.
I've understood that for a long time.
How did you know that?
Because I am the only one
who is not stupid in the head of the family.
You don't understand.
When people talk about the Gunnarsson shortcut
that makes me proud.
You were my hero.
That's why I want
I want you to teach me how to drive.
And not Glenn.
Dennis, it's over.
Get out of the car!
Do it.
Whatever you're gonna do. I trust you.
Hold on.
Back to the cars!
Well, what the hell?
No, no!
Honey, can you bring sour cream?
We shit in the sour cream.
No, this is not a good idea.
You've never thought about
getting an electric car?
Yes!
How the hell did he do that?
Incredibly.
And a big dose of luck,
I would still like to claim.
That's our Dennis.
The Gunnarsson Shortcut. Kiss me in the body.
Now, damn it. Now he takes them, you see.
Hey, aren't you going with me?
in Spain, anyway?
Huh?
You and me.
We bring the Thunderbird.
It is a new life, new opportunities.
- What, you want it?
- Yes!
What to bring guest rooms for
not having guests?
Okay, okay. Only you stop nagging.
Look at us.
You know what? We will be the New Spain...
What the hell are they called?
Those bitches that went around
in a car like this in the desert and had fun.
Thelma and Louise?
- Yeah, right.
We will be
Spain's New Thelma and Louise.
- Didn't they die at the end?
- Don't start whining now.
Oh, shit.
- What is it?
- That fucking shoulder again.
I hit it when we landed.
- You're in pain. Stop the car.
Never.
There he is. The footnote.
- Get him, Dad.
-OK.
Come on!
You bastard.
Shit.
Damn it!
- Sorry!
- It's okay.
See ya!
Fuck! Fucking...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, damn it.
Come on!
Here you go!
Classic Dennis race, huh?
What do you say, the flower?
Listen, what the fuck?
Do you sit and sleep during the riot?
The flower!
Damn, The Flower.
What's that supposed to be good for?
Damn, The Flower.
What the fuck...
I'm sorry. But stay away from Hanna.
Look, Gunbritt. It looks like our kayak.
Yes, now it's summer.
All right, old man.
Come on, if you dare.
Drive!
Come on!
Speed!
Speed, speed, speed!
I can't. You're in too much pain.
- It's only when I switch.
-Dad...
They overtake us.
Watch... Now look!
Fuck!
Look!
Hey, Dad?
Hanna, take the gear lever.
- I can't switch.
- Of course you can.
I know you can.
When I tell you to, you put it in second.
Are you ready?
Now!
Ettan. Now.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Dad...
Did we win?
I think so.
- Shit!
- Shit.
What? You think you won, Don't you?
- "Believe"?
I think you forgot a little detail.
You never bet
the symbolic hundred at the start.
You know the rules, right?
You are washed and do not count in the competition.
Because you were never in the competition.
14-13 for me.
Finally!
But, TT. Unless I count in the competition...
...it is still 13-13.
- No, it doesn't.
- Either I count or I don't.
Steffe!
Ow!
Sorry. I have to put that on. You...
Dad, who's that?
I think it's mom,
which has been blown up.
You. You...
Nice ride, Tove.
Thank you. You too.
It wasn't just me.
One might say
that we have started practicing.
Hey!
Yes, it's Hasse and Gunbritt.
I'll go and return them soon.
Leffe and the flower!
Kings!
Yes!
Can I ask for everyone's attention?
What is it, Leffe? Where's the flower?
Today I have been with
the best race of my life.
And today i have also been part of
the worst race of my life.
Between about 1.3 and 1.5 kilometers
before the goal,
just before the Pontare rest stop,
so the flower fell asleep.
The map reader of my life
I parked for good.
He will never get...
...experience the smell of burnt rubber,
or of freshly grilled bacon.
He will never experience
the range of a Spanish Lidl.
Is it like home, or is it different?
Yes, Dear Flower. I have...
I have had
so much fun with you...
...in this Thunderbird.
Rest in peace.
Beloved buddy.
- Are you okay?
- No.
Why don't we lead?
- Straight ahead.
- There's a shortcut up here.
- No shortcut. Straight ahead, just.
- Hold on!
Oh, shit!
Dennis!
- Yes!
Are you okay, Tove?
Yes.
Damn, maybe I shouldn't have taken the right.
What did I say, idiot?
- Oh, my god.
- Huh?
- Tove!
- The water goes.
- Get me out of here!
- Okay, wait a minute.
Dennis, do something!
- Hurry!
My shoulder. I think it went out of order.
Dennis!
Hell.
- See you, Dennis!
- Hey, hey.
Hello, Dennis. All right?
That's good. Hi.
A former troublemaker.
He couldn't stop racing,
even though it ended in divorce
and lost custody.
I was the one who locked him up, finally.
I saw that you still
the camaraderie has stopped.
That's good.
One more race, and you go back in.
Directly.
- Here you go.
- Thank you very much.
You. Looking for something, right?
No.
- Hi.
- Hi.
- Hi, Dennis.
-Hi.
- How you doing?
- Yes, of course.
You... Are you coming down to the Lake tonight?
No, me... I don't know.
Do you know who's coming there?
TT.
- TT?
- TT.
- Is he in Sweden?
- Yep.
It is rumored that he will celebrate
his return with a great race.
- Yeah, that sounds like TT.
- Yep.
- We'll see.
- Did we say it'll be bacon burgers?
- With accessories.
- Yep.
Yes, by the way.
I am thinking of buying a house in Spain.
- Well.
-Yes.
- Huh?
-Yes.
Spend the winter season down there.
Never mind growing a winter beard.
Then you can grow a summer beard instead.
I have found an amazing house
located on a slope down towards the sea.
Very fresh. And walking distance to Lidl.
- Want to see pictures?
- What?
- Are you going to move to Spain?
-Yes.
And you're saying that now, all of a sudden?
It will be sudden
whenever I say that?
Here's the parking lot. Here is the entrance.
Here you place the shopping carts.
It's so well arranged.
What the fuck...
TT, you fucking idiot.
Hey, hey.
Damn, you can't watch Spain, right?
There is sun, tapas and bullfighting.
But that they had Lidl?
Like I said, it's crazy.
Goes from zero to one hundred in 3.2 seconds.
I usually say
the only problem with an electric car,
that's why you so often get slammed.
You see... Oh, you had some oil there.
So, yeah. Thank you.
Anyway, anyway... Oops.
I've been craving
to test what she goes for.
I heard you have a race.
- Perfect timing!
- I'm glad you came.
How much bacon do you want
on your bacon burger? Accessories?
The side dishes are bacon
which doesn't fit on the burger.
We always make too much bacon.
Hello, Dennis.
Well, TT.
- It wasn't yesterday.
- No.
- Not the day before yesterday either.
- No, not then either.
- And not the day before yesterday...
- It was a long time ago, quite simply.
Well, I've been abroad a lot.
- Competed a lot abroad.
- He's been to Norway.
- Shut up.
- Yeah, man.
But you're still in Hjo, right?
It is not directly abroad.
- No, it's in Sweden.
- This is Steffe.
He has his own YouTube channel
with Ninja lessons.
- You've probably seen it.
- No.
He led the secret campaign
to get you here.
Yeah, I saw him at the gas station.
- What, he thought?
-Yes.
Yes... A ninja is not invisible.
in a supernatural sense.
No, it's clear.
I figured out that it says
13-13 in the race between you and me.
We can't have that.
The draw is Swedish and meaningless.
- Who cares?
-You. You care.
It's time, Dennis. One last race.
Who is the best? Is it you, or is it me?
I quit. I don't drive anymore.
Yeah, I saw it. You got a lady's bike.
Lady...
Stylish. The start goes tomorrow at ten o'clock
outside my workshop.
Bet: a symbolic hundred,
as usual.
What do you say? Should you or I throw?
- Steffe, get the map up.
Just watch my fingers.
- Ow!
- You shouldn't hold the map so close to your body.
I had my head behind Finland.
Gllivare? Yeah, damn it.
It's a little long, isn't it?
From Hjo to Gllivare?
It will be our longest race ever.
God, how exciting.
What a gang we are.
Who the hell are you?
Claes Bengtsson, kick-seeker.
I'm here to sign up.
Okay, racers.
It will be a journey of about 134 miles.
Route 49 and 50 towards rebro. A little E18 later.
Avoid the West, for fuck's sake.
Don't forget to take Route 56 via Valbo,
you'll save three quarters.
After Gvle it will be E4
along the east coast.
Perfect with a depot in Varggrytet...
Where did you get the air in from?
- But everything he said was great.
Okay. Ten o'clock tomorrow.
Anyone who has a hundred
and want to be defeated by me are welcome.
Questions?
Yeah, I'm standing here thinking...
Wouldn't it have been fun
what if we had printed matching T-shirts?
With some funny pressure.
"The race pirates", or something like that.
These are just thoughts.
Put them behind your ear.
- Forget he said anything. Let's go!
- Yes!
Well, guys. Do you race?
No, here it is finished.
Here are two guys
who has made his last detour.
By itself, then...
The Thunderbird would be able to, anyway.
Hey, I'm moving to Marbella
in five and a half weeks...
Hanna!
Hanna!
Stop the fucking car!
- What are you doing, Hanna?
-Dad.
What are you doing here? Do you know how easy it is
for him to lose control?
It's very stupid and very dangerous.
- I could have jumped away.
- Very dangerous, period.
- Who is he?
Charlie.
- That doesn't tell me anything.
- We're together.
Now you go home to mom.
You have promised to keep us updated
about what you're doing.
I didn't promise you shit.
- Don't go with him.
So I'm going home, right?
Are you gonna take me home on your ladies ' bike?
I turn eighteen,
and you don't even want to practice driving.
You're such a bad father that you don't even
I can learn the only thing you can.
You...
I just want to double check with you:
Are we done with the map?
- Bye, Glenn.
- Don't talk in the middle of qi-gong, please.
- We can practice a little later if you like...
- No, I don't have time.
Nah.
- A lot of packing for one night.
- Maybe I'll stay for two.
Jenny wanted to.
-Yes. You...
- What's that smell?
- What?
- You smell weird.
-Mother...
You didn't drive with dad, did you?
- You're acting weird now, Tove.
I didn't think you could talk.
under qi-gong.
Hanna!
- Promise to call later.
-Yes.
- Say Hello To Jenny.
- Yes, then.
Spain is in the EU,
so you don't have to drive C1.
Foreign cars are allowed.
No, no, no.
I'll call you sooner. That's clear.
Say Hello To Volle. Hey.
The stump salutes. He became the right newspaper
for that matter with Spain.
I got the generator off.
Can you buckle up?
You?
- Yes?
Don't you want to run one last race?
Before you move?
I've always dreamed of
driving through the cities.
Ume, Pite...
- Lule...
- Have you always dreamed about it?
Longer than you have dreamed of Spain.
Let's go up and jojka in Jokkmokk
with a lot of mosquitoes and knee socks?
Who peels like that?
Cardiac arrest!
Leffe. Leffe, you...
It's a thing I want to talk about. Come out.
- Leffe.
-Yes.
What is this?
I'm sick.
Yes. Year...
...Schreiner's syndrome.
It settles on the brain, and...
...the skeleton.
It breaks down the whole body. Until...
Damn, The Flower. Why do you have
didn't say anything to me?
I don't want to languish in a hospital bed.
I want to hit the road one last time.
Eat my last bacon burger.
Listen to my last Cliff Richard Song.
"Lucky Lips", which I like so much.
I want to feel danger
and rebellious stupidity.
I don't want to be like a dog like the family
forgot when they go on vacation,
and when they come home
it is dry in the Hall.
I don't want to die
like a mean, obedient Swede.
I want to die...
...full tank.
It was the finest speech
I've been listening to Braveheart.
So, what the hell...
Buddy, if you've got Schrdinger's now...
Carpenters.
Shrainers. So...
Well, that's clear
we can run one last race.
- Sure?
- Yes, absolutely.
It's not contagious, is it?
No.
The flower! Why haven't you said anything?
It hasn't come off, as it were.
- Well.
- Well!
You said yesterday that I
I'll keep you and your mom updated.
Yeah, that would be good.
Charlie and I are going to race.
So, now you are up to date.
What, wait. TT's race?
Listen to me. You absolutely won't...
You've been traveling all your life
without asking anyone.
What, me... That's a fucking difference, isn't it?
Fan.
Hey!
Hanna is seventeen years old. How old are you?
- Nineteen.
- How many hours have you had a driver's license?
How many hours did you have it
before your first race?
It has nothing to do with it.
You're not supposed to run a race with Hanna.
I'll have some condoms too.
They're over.
The end?
- It's over. In the warehouse too.
Well.
Yeah, yeah. I can drive without it.
You should not drive a car
or something else with my daughter!
Hanna! Hanna!
No, what the hell...
Wait!
Hanna would sleep with Jenny,
but Jenny had no idea.
- No, I think she's with her guy.
- What kind of guy?
Charlie. He's somebody...
You know that, but I don't?
- I found out yesterday.
Tove, I don't want to be late.
One more minute, then we have to roll.
She's on her way to town...
I'm going to spend that minute
in my fully automatic seat
which is usually
on these slightly newer and nicer cars.
Dennis, what's going on?
Hanna and her guy
I'm going to race with TT.
- Massage, lovely for the lumbar region.
I'm on my way to stop her.
- I control everything with one finger.
- I knew there was a car smell about Hanna.
You don't have to keep up.
I can handle this myself.
It should be standard on all cars.
Well, Tove. Time to roll.
Tovis?
No...
This is exactly what was not allowed to happen.
Why are you driving like a bitch?
Can you take it easy?
I'm just as stressed as you are.
You know how it is.
It has to warm up before you can pull on.
I had forgotten how hard these seats are.
Is miss more accustomed
in case of automatic massage for the lumbar region?
It was only a matter of time
before she met a car.
With a dad like you.
I have barely met Hanna, but when she
going to Lappland is all my fault.
Why is it always my fault?
Dennis, stop.
- Have you ever made a mistake?
A hundred?
Hey, Steve.
- How did you get that scar?
- It was a long time ago.
I apparently drove into a neighbor's fence
when I learned to ride a bike.
- So you can't drive or ride a bike?
- Come on.
- A hundred? A hundred?
- Yep.
Thanks.
Excuse.
- "Are you going to leave or are you going to poke?"
- Huh?
- Ronny and Ragge.
Which ones?
"Damn, Ragge!
Will there be a kick this weekend?"
A hundred, please.
Hey, yeah.
Claes Bengtsson, with the electric car.
Let me know if you want to check the batteries.
- It's okay.
I guess it's okay with a microwave,
but it's a different feeling to grill.
- The smell of lighter fluid and Burnt Meat.
- You're a bon vivant.
I myself am a kick-seeker.
Addicted to adrenaline.
I sold my company,
and since then it has been completely crazy.
I have climbed with mountain goats,
I've wrestled with...
...Turks.
So it really is...
But this is my first car race.
You get it
that it is 130 miles to Lapland?
Yes. Or as we
those who think about the environment usually say:
There are three charges.
Okay, contestants.
Start your engines!
- Where is the sexy girl who starts the race?
I hired Miss Hjo.
All right.
She was also lucia.
-OK.
- Two years in a row.
- Juicy.
-1970 and -73.
- Yes! Huh?
What the hell, Steffe!
- Look, it's Dennis!
- Well, look at that.
Dennis!
Now it will go off!
Where.
I knew it. No
can resist me on a bearskin trap.
For me it tingles.
- Shut up.
- Yeah, man.
It says 13-13. Now it should be decided.
- Get out of the car!
Which one of us is...
I'm not driving.
- Who is he? Hanna!
Hanna, come on.
- Open up! Hey, kid.
- Listen to mom!
Hey!
Open the door!
Hanna! Hanna, you can...
- Do something!
- Do something yourself!
He locked the door!
- Drive.
- You can talk to her, right?
- Listen! Are you sick in the head?
- What are you doing? Stop!
What are you doing?
Dennis, what the hell!
Men, that is.
- A little hors d'oeuvres?
- Yes, please.
- It's marked.
- There is a lot of vitamin C in sausages.
Nachos?
-Happy.
- A little chipotle dip?
-Thank you.
Yee-ha!
Hey, you've come to Hanna.
Send an sms instead.
Call mom as soon as you hear this. Now.
Call now. Don't even listen clearly.
Are you okay?
No.
Why don't we lead?
Good question.
Can I drive after the stop?
I don't know
if it's time to practice now.
I can drive. You know that, right?
We'll see how we are
after the stop. Okay?
Gummibyte.
Frosty Mint, Arctic Mint or Cool Mint?
- Fuck you.
Frosty Mint: a refreshing mint flavor.
- Arctic Mint: an intense mint freshener.
- Take the same one I had before.
- I think there were two Arctic and one Cool.
- You'll watch those things.
- It tastes like leeks.
- Steffe!
Yes. I... Yes...
Hey, is that important?
The...i...e...acet.
What the hell are you saying?
Myself...I'm in ... pa ... acet.
I have told everyone
to use their ninja voices.
Talk so that those who listen
I hardly hear what they say.
But how the hell should I, who doesn't
do ninja talk, understand what they say?
Disable Ninja voice.
Dennis is in the race.
Oh, is that true?
He's a good bit behind me.
Drive quite carefully.
I knew he couldn't hold on.
Be sure to fuck with him, so him...
Are you still here?
Hello?
Make sure to fuck with him a little,
so he lights up.
I want to travel with old Dennis.
Okay, I'll come up with something
when we get on the small roads.
It's been a long time since you've felt this good.
Are you feeling better now?
No, not like that...
I don't feel so damn good.
I have this syndrome all the time.
I feel it.
- What's the worst?
- Oh, yeah...
This is it... You know...
And then this...
Then the breath. You can hear me breathing.
Is it common, the disease?
There are those who say
that it is not so common.
But I think it's not that common.
I think I'll close my eyes a little.
Yes!
Excuse. Excuse me!
Excuse. Excuse.
It's Dennis.
Hello, Dennis. Just wanted to say that it is
glad to hear you're in the race.
I'll just get Hanna.,
then we go home.
I often get the question:
Why do we run street races?
Why do we risk life and driver's license
and the freedom of a symbolic price sum?
- Do you often get that question?
- Yes, it happens.
How many times have you been asked that question,
roughly?
From time to time. Fuck that question.
I guess it was more like a prelude
the second thing I would say.
Now I came off.
Anyway. When I get that question...
Which you never get.
I always respond like this:
We grew up in an environment
where everyone is biltokiga.
The one who wins a race is the King.
Think about it, Dennis.
Think back to that time
when you were lucky enough to win over me.
- Yeah, yeah.
Do you remember that feeling?
The feeling of being admired.
Being in focus.
You could walk into a pub,
and people shared
because you were Moses, or something.
Everyone did exactly as you said.
You could point to anything and get it.
Go into consumption and grab a thing
and just be nice.
Everyone does as you say,
because you are the worst Sultan.
Do you remember that feeling, Dennis?
Admit that you have longed
after that feeling.
Admit that you understand that it is not
there may be a tie between you and me.
Accept the challenge. Do...
Hello?
He hung up. But I must say:
Very inspiring words.
Look! Oh, goosebumps.
Who should we call now?
But... But what the hell...
Aren't you wise? So, what the hell...
You left without me! Never do that again!
She was like that...
What was your plan, anyway?
- Shooting Hanna. What do you think?
It's Glenn. Quiet, don't say anything.
Sorry, I had to leave.
and prepare a viewing.
There was some misunderstanding in the office.
You would have liked to communicate it
so I didn't have to call during the group qi Gong.
It wasn't great fun
to go to the Lars Lerin exhibition yourself.
- What's that sound?
- Is that something that sounds?
- What are you doing? Do you drive a car, Tove?
- No, we are... No.
Since I started with qi-gong, I have realized
the advantage is that you become clear-sighted.
I think you and Dennis
sitting in his rolling dustbin,
which he calls car, and is looking for Hanna.
But that you are ashamed of your old family
and wants to lie about it.
I can believe it.
I sit on three boards.
Dennis works at a gas station.
- I'll see you later, okay? Kiss, Kiss.
- Tove?
Sag... Just drive.
My name is Matilda Ivar-Ivarsson,
and you listen to the P3 documentary.
Today is about oppression.
Barnaga, vuxenaga...
But my god, how boring.
Stop playback.
Play audiobook.
"Quick cash 3: Life deluxe."
I need cash!
"I need cash!"
- "Cho, brother. How much, brother?"
- ...Radovan told me.
"It doesn't matter, brother.
Only they are fast."
"Ey, I want to live life deluxe. Brother."
Bird!
It was just a butterfly.
Sorry, I think
that you should be in conference room 2A.
I apologize.
Hey, everybody. My Name Is Kicki Pippi Titti,
and I am a values consultant
the Education Council.
And you are chosen
from various police districts around... Yes?
Short question, only.
Is Your Name really Kicki Titti Pippi?
Kicki Pippi Titti.
- Titti Kicki Pippi?
Kicki Pippi Titti.
- I don't hear any difference.
No.
The Education Council has a mandate
the government conducted an investigation
which shows that no one thinks it's funny
when it's noisy.
That is why we have chosen to call our campaign:
"Sad when it's noisy."
To implement that work
we would like you all
became more active on social media.
# TrakigtNarDetArBrakigt .
Any questions?
- No, exciting.
That sounds great.
You've come to Hanna.
Send an sms instead.
Fan.
- Aren't you just gonna answer?
- Then why?
He has never cared before,
so why would he do it now?
You... I heard something about your dad.
- What?
I'm sure it's just a rumor.
But apparently the TT has sabotaged his car
every race, every year.
- Huh?
-Yes.
Dennis had no idea.
He just has: "there may be some problems
with these old cars."
Dennis" Genvgen " Gunnarsson.
He is a legend,
but maybe not the smartest.
And here you get...
What is this
which I hold in my hand? Yes?
This is a fidget spinner.
And why am I holding this?
Because it's fun.
-Exactly.
It's great fun.
And what is the opposite of fun?
Sadly. So what would happen
if we shared these great
the people who fight the most?
Shh!
There's a street race going on out here.
In my district we had a speed fool
which I put there so many times
he stopped driving at all.
Now he rides a bike and sells soft ice cream.
That's how we have to work.
Hard and aggressive.
In case it is noisy
let's fight back.
That's how I got away
his Blue Camara from the streets...
Dennis, you son of a bitch.
Johnsson, let's go.
- Stay here with Kicki Gicki Pitti, then.
Kicki Pippi Titti.
Did she bring her fidget spinner?
I guess it doesn't matter
which district do I belong to?
I'll take up the hunt North.
That Dodge is in the race.
Look how slow he is.
- What's he doing?
-Idiot.
Go!
Watch out!
Hell...
Safely.
What the hell are you doing?
What the hell is he doing?
I hate him.
That old Raggar trick.
That was a long time ago.
That was very childish.
Fan.
There are policemen behind it.
- Huh?
Nine kilometers away from you.
Anything to report?
- Can you check the map where we are?
- Just drive straight ahead.
- The right must be closer.
- No.
- Hold on.
- No, Dennis. No shortcut!
- Damn, what a bad road.
- I said straight ahead. Why aren't you listening?
I listen, but maybe not all the time.
No, no, no!
Dennis!
Look at that!
Turn, then!
Where the hell are you going?
This is the last one!
Dennis, watch out!
Oops. That went well.
Yes, but it's about
getting used to the bladder.
To train it up,
so you don't have to get up once an hour.
Once an hour...
I was up twelve times last night.
- Twelve?
- New record.
Hats off.
-Thank you.
Whoa!
He's out early, this time,
lnsman.
Yes.
- Well, what will it be?
- Stop freaking out.
How much bacon do you want?
I think this will be fine.
Nice when he came from that direction...
These are two cars.
It was a whole caravan.
We stood across here, so...
And no one followed the other cars?
We stood on the cross here, both of us.
- It was a blue Camara. Have you seen it?
- Blue Camara...
- We stood on the cross.
-Thank you.
But now you have to back off.
Back.
Call in several cars and a helicopter.
Afterlight a blue Camara.
You can't stand here like idiots.
It's embarrassing for the entire corps.
my God. We always put ourselves on the cross.
Sweatcheck.
- Slightly damp.
-OK. What have we got?
Manxplosion, Raw Heat, Mogadishu Midnight.
- Or do we go on the Axe?
Axe Africa.
It's great that you let us go.
I am a serial killer,
but you're not my type.
-Yes...
-Good. Thank you.
It's like the good old days.
- Huh?
- I'll drive and you clean.
Listen... Before I got pregnant
I was the one who drove the most. Okay?
Do you remember when you
drove down the stairs on the main square?
Everyone was absolutely sure
that it was a movie recording.
- Why did you stop driving?
Someone had to take responsibility.
- But can you miss it sometimes?
- What?
The speed, the excitement. The smell...
What stinks?
- But, what...
- Oh!
Holy shit. What is that?
Hard to say. It can be
a cheese and ham sandwich from 2015.
Throw it out. Damn, it stinks.
I have to keep my hand on the wheel.
Can't you take it?
- Throw it out through the box.
- Stop it!
Sorry, Tove. It was my fault.
- It was very childish. I'm sorry.
- Shut up.
- Hello?
- This is Glenn.
What are you and Tove doing?
- What?
You're just looking for Hanna, aren't you?
You are not doing anything else,
right?
I don't know what you mean.
As you may know,
me and Tove a little trial right now
I started talking to a couples therapist.
Yeah, I heard.
But that doesn't mean you get
try to lure her back anyway.
What"back"?
To your little world, filled with car shampoo,
flatbread roll and balcony
overlooking another balcony.
It's really sad to hear
that you and Tove have it swayed.
- But I think you can feel calm.
- I'm calm.
There's nothing girls turn on anymore
people who love qi-gong
and Lars Lerin.
- Hey, I don't like your tone.
- And I don't like your car.
Tove wants to say hello. Wait a second.
Are you in Copenhagen? Tove?
Can I talk to Tove?
Battery level low. Charge immediately.
No problem.
Hey, is that the Wolf pot?
A little poorly signposted, I think.
I want to report my arrival
in the TT race.
- Are you in the TT race?
- That's right.
Claes Bengtsson, kick-seeker.
Can you check the list
and see if I'm first?
- Yes, you lead.
- Yes!
Yes! Here.
Yeah, yeah. So, where do we charge?
Charging?
- Yes, I need electricity.
-Charger.
- Yes, we have chargers.
- What kind of cell phone do you have?
- Johnny, do you have an iPhone charger?
No, no, no. Hey, what time is it?
Is it 2005, or is it?
- I need a charger for the car.
- We don't have that out here.
- Excuse me?
- We're in the middle of the woods.
Are you familiar with the concept of electricity?
We have beds, jaw, tools and carried.
And then we have soup.
Oh, no.
- Shit, we're last.
- Now, yes.
- Is something coming?
- Not yet.
- And you?
- No.
- Oh. We don't give a shit, do we?
-Yes.
Good try.
Better than the previous one, anyway.
How the hell could he get here so fast?
That's OK. I fixed that.
At the beginning he asked
if there were chargers here in the Wolf pit.
- Guess what I answered?
- "Of course it does."
Listen, Tjrven! Good ride.
Charlie.
- She doesn't care.
0-1 Here, Come on.
- Ready to leave? Come on.
- Yeah, come on.
Follow my orders, make a wide sweep
and keep the area cordoned off. Come on.
Got it, come on.
Make a wide circle,
but remain undetected. Come on.
Hey, I just need to double check.:
Why do we speak English?
Words like these
sounds much better in English.
Yeah, this sounds a little silly.
Come on.
Here we are, 17 years later.,
in an illegal car race. Again.
Everything has been going well lately
time, and then you come back.
And look what happens.
I want to take more responsibility. I want to...
I want to be with Hannah.
It's not that fast
to just come back
all of a sudden I want to be a dad.
Dad is a full-time man or not at all.
You can't always
take shortcuts in life, Dennis.
Damn It, Dennis.
You're a long way behind.
That's almost how you get started
stage two at the same time as US,
so there will be some competition from this.
I'm still not in the race.
- You say so.
Wow. You have some flour there.
Did you bake in the car?
Ow!
So your buddy tried to kill us?
Polars and Polars.
You know a lot along the way.
Idiots.
- I'll go get my daughter.
- What a fucking race it will be tomorrow.
Admit that you have missed us.
Admit that you have been longing for us!
Dennis! You have pushed,
you fucking crave it...
Dennis!
- I don't think he hears.
- Shut up.
- Yeah, man.
I'm sorry, didn't you say there's electricity here?
All right, then.
- Well, then...
Hanna!
Come on.
Get up and jump.
That was the last time
Hanna was in your car. Do you get it?
I never get tired of this smell.
Swedish forest and petrol.
Nature's own wunderbaum.
- Hi, Tove. Should you have an iron?
- Hey! Are you going to have two?
There is always fuss in the pot.
Do you remember 1984
when Greta and I were here?
That's when Volle made his own beer.
You scratched yourself after a few days.
No.
- You want an iron?
-Yes.
- It was booze, wasn't it?
-Yes.
Do you have more?
Hey, Charlie.
Do you get paid by the hour,
or are you driving a fixed price?
- What do you mean?
- I can have a beer.
- What "fixed price"?
- As a babysitter, I mean.
- The little girl you're going with.
- Well.
She's nothing... She's actually seventeen.
Is she seventeen? Wow.
Let me know if you want to travel
with an adult sometime. Okay?
- How are you?
- What do you think? I'm ashamed.
Yes. You often do that at your age.
Do you know how worried I've been?
I've been worried too.
Take your bag and put it in dad's car,
let's get out of this shitty place.
Tove, it's a long way home.
Shouldn't we just sleep here?
Can't you grab some beds right away?
Before the whole package rolls in.
This day is only getting better and better.
Yeah, yeah!
Perfect. Super.
Come on, Come On, Wherever you are. Come on.
Hey, come on? Can you hear me?
My mom and I thought
that we would...
So. Then I don't have a guy either.
Are you satisfied now?
What, is it over?
Damn It, Hanna. I...
I know this feels like shit now.
But you...
You have your whole life ahead of you.
When you think back to this
it will just feel like a small one...
...a footnote in your life.
I understand, of course, that it doesn't feel
like a footnote right now.
When hanging around with car veins
that's a damn big risk
you run into an idiot here and there.
- Well, so I'll blame myself?
- No, absolutely not.
But the world does not end
because Charlie is an idiot.
You met your mother in the car.
Is she also a footnote?
No, I was the footnote.
I would have stopped traveling
when you were born, Hannah.
But I continued.
Like an idiot.
I hate
my mom was with Glenn.
Much because Glenn is a jerk.
But above all
because it reminds me...
...how the hell I could choose cars
instead of you and mom.
So, what I mean is that
it will be the same for Charlie.
He will also regret
that he was an idiot.
Just like I've done all my life.
This is where you are.
And I think like:
Is there even Lidl in Spain?
Yeah. And not only that!
Two hundred meters from the gate!
I was about to slam off.
There was nothing to bargain about.
I said yes to the stump.
- Or so, I said.
- S.
You know a little Spanish.
- Congratulations.
- Feel a little better?
-Bit.
It's like the good old days
when there was a little bang
when Camaran always fussed.
Is it true that T is always
sabotaged your car before the race?
I heard that he never
I won a contest without cheating.
No, I don't think so.
There are always problems with old cars.
Exactly that was your standard answer when you
I don't know why the car didn't work.
Therefore...
That bastard.
Is that right, TT?
What the hell is that now?
Is it a problem with the ex-wife?
Should I Oil her up?
Is that true
that you've been wrecking my car all these years?
Sabbath and Sabbath.
- It's a competition, isn't it?
- When did you start doing this?
I'll take two ice cream boats and one of those.
Isn't it fascinating anyway
that you have been so deeply pawned
during all these years
that you haven't noticed anything?
What the hell have you done?
What haven't I done? Where do I start?
I have poured sugar into the tank.
I've hacked holes in your tires.
Easing of bolts.
I set the radio to P1.
- What the hell...
- You just don't do that.
I've been tinkering with the battery.
Poured chili into your underpants.
- Tinkered with a backrest...
- The brakes in 2006 when Tove was pregnant?
Let's see... The brakes...
- A bell rings.
- You're not fucking smart.
Idiot. What the hell...
You know what?
If you don't like the kitchen,
get out of the kitchen.
- "If you don't like the heat..."
- Shut up.
Whoever gets into the game gets to play,
and kind of endure it.
We don't have many rules,
but we have some rules.
You can't fucking fix the brakes.
Damn, idiot.
Whoever wins a street race
he is the king of the city.
I ate for free all summer.
I have no regrets.
Except sushi from the pizzeria.
It was like that.
- TT, we could have died!
- No, you just got risked in the coffin.
We could have died, all three of us.
Now, damn it.
Now I will win you over. 14-13, TT.
What the fuck...
- Well.
- What the hell happened?
Fix the power!
Cops!
- Shit.
- TT!
- Start in the correct order.
- Come on!
- Right order!
The right order!
I found them in the Wolf pit. Over.
-Fan. Don't let them out of sight.
- I got a prio alarm.
Major accident in Sundsvall,
must prioritize. Over.
- Let's go first!
- The ribbed dampers are already in the car.
Professionals!
Steffe!
- Drive.
- This is between me and TT.
No. It's between me and Charlie.
Come on, build the barricade now.
Come on, guys!
No! Wait!
No! Fan.
Hey. Claes Bengtsson, kick-seeker.
Oh, no.
Hanna?
- Mm?
You... I think we might...
- Forgot about mom.
-...forgot about mom.
I think I recognize you.
- No, I don't think so.
- You're Dennis Gunnarsson's wife, right?
Ex-wife.
-Oops. Sensitively.
Sorry, Police. Where Are you taking us?
The nearest police station is in Kramfors.
You will be released there.
I know which way the others went.
I saw Dennis's map.
I know all the way to the finish line.
And that's Dennis you want, right?
- Get it out.
- First you take the E4 towards Docksta.
- And then?
Yes... I'll tell you later.
I think you need me, Dark.
Please let me go in Kramfors.
Sorry, I screamed.
Ouch.
- What the hell?
- Come on!
Fuck!
Bye Bye, Charlie.
All right.
Come on, now. Go, Go, Go.
And then the rear window. Okay?
Fucking idiots.
- You can...
- Shut up.
Yay.
Now, damn it.
Fuck!
- Yee-ha!
- Yes!
Yes?
I had a problem with the car.
but is soon caught up.
Dennis is right behind me.
That's clear. I took care of
to pour some oil on the flames.
Nice, TT. As a bonus, I can say
he looks like shit.
Delightfully. I love an asshole Dennis.
Yeah, he's pretty good-looking when he's angry.
Have you thought about it?
It's the sweep, it narrows.
- Shut up.
- Yeah, man.
Maybe it's time for plan Ume.
I love the Ume plan.
- Hello?
Pavlo, green light.
- I repeat, green light.
- Huh?
Sorry, my bad.
It's a green light, you can go.
Take the truck... Take car...
Pavlo, it's TT here.
You can drive. Execute the plan.
I get it.
Meet me at the beard rest area.
Perfect.
Thanks.
Fuck You, Dennis.
Continue here. E4: towards Ume.
Ume! I have an aunt there.
If you let me go...
- Shut up!
- Shut up!
Hello?
Where'd you go?
You will be failed on the course.
I'm blowing off an illegal car race,
I don't give a shit if I
get let down by Kicki Pippi Titti.
Is your boss Kicki Titti Pippi?
I don't discuss job interviews.
And that's Titti Kicki Pippi,
and she's not my boss.
- Pippi Titti?
- Pippi Kicki Titti.
I don't hear any difference.
Hey, The Shortcut.
Rumor has it you're back in the race.
For once, you're right.
Take advantage and enjoy now,
because soon it will be 14-13, you bastard.
Cute, Gunnarsson.
Hope is the last thing...
I have to hang up.
I see an old Hitlerite here.
Nah, it's you!
Good for you, the shortcut. Humor.
Humor, Gunnarsson.
I want you to have one thing fucking clear.
This race, it's not over yet.
Far from it, old man.
Are you thirsty, Dennis?
What the hell?
Hey, Steffe. Magic time.
What the fuck...
Here you go!
Yes! Yes!
Do you understand now? This is deadly.
You can't be here. I told you.
This is not a place
for a fucking child.
And now we're stuck here in the woods too!
Then answer me, Pavlo.
TT!
- What the hell are you doing?
What, " what the hell am I doing?"
- Why are you hanging there?
- Because it's such damn beautiful weather!
- Make him stop!
- I called him.
- Call again!
- He's not answering.
Jump down.
- Huh?
- Jump down.
- Now!
-Yes...
- Come closer!
- What the hell, it's not that fucking easy.
What the hell...
Damn, it is
"Quick cash" level on this.
- Are you all right?
- No!
Well.
Plan Ume, check.
Hannah...
It remained only to loosen the nozzle a little,
then the air came in.
How have you connected this?
You can't connect
an electric choke to the ignition coil.
- Give me a half-inch key.
Why don't you take a 9/16 instead?
Yes. It'll be fine.
- Wohoo!
- Get out!
- Okay, kids. Who wants ice cream?
- Yes!
Do you want the 88?..
Look, Mom. Three junkies.
Shit.
But...
- I checked them.
- Don't look at them.
Goals 00-09, com.
Dark 0009, we need backup. Come on.
Excuse me, should the cord be off?
Fan.
Stay in the car.
Is it, technically, still a car?
Try it now.
Yes!
Police! Stay calm, don't panic.
I need a phone
to call for reinforcements.
What happened?
Between you and me, it goes on.
an illegal car race through your city.
Oh, my god, how easy.
Finally something happens.
- Are you having a coffee?
Phone!
No, no, please. Don't tease up
the insane cop more now.
It has completely derailed.
I need all the resources.
Helicopter,
a dozen cars and roadblocks.
Ow! It hurts.
Yes.
No, no.
Damn it!
Damn it, Dennis.
Didn't we get some ice cream?
A Nogger wasn't too much to ask, Was it?
Oh, shit...
This was never the case with the caravan.
Shit.
Fuck her.
- Nothing new about Dennis?
- No, he's out of the race.
14-13 next.
Music.
Maestro?
Oh, yeah.
- You and me, TT.
- Drop my hand, you're cute.
Yay.
Damn, we're far behind.
Hanna, are you taking out the map?
No, you look.
You have the map reader.
- Hey, Leffe. What's up?
Listen to Thunderbird FM.
It's DJ Sexy Voice...
- Hanna, check if you see any shortcut.
-...who speaks.
But first, a few traffic messages.
Some traffic birds in Lule have announced
a large police caravan
I'm going into the race.
Keep your attention in the rearview mirror
and possibly increase the speed.
Hello? I can't hear anything.
Hey, it's Leffe.
- How's it going?
I did a little fun Radio thing there.
DJ Sexy Voice does not exist.
- I was the whole time.
- Did you go for it?
Dad, there's only one way
from here to Gllivare.
Thanks for the warning.
Do you have it somewhere in front of you?
The traffic helicopter announces that yes, sure.
0.6 kilometers ahead of us rolls TT.
And soon we can invite you listeners
exclusively on the impressive overtaking
which everyone has been waiting for.
But first there will be advertising.
Now the big sausage sale of the year begins.
Barbecue sausage, 25 SEK...
Oh, shit. Good. Now, damn it.
- Falukorv, three for 79 kronor.
- Prince sausage.
- Prince sausage, 15 kronor.
- Damn, how cheap.
Hurry and bargain!
And for those who live in Spain
we have a real cannon deal going on!
Dennis?
Dennis?
What's wrong with you?
It's nothing.
I see it's something.
What's wrong with you? Sag.
What are you going to Spain to do?
Hair...
That's what your life is.
Our life.
But I guess it's time to try something new.
Try something new,
for once.
Should we live like this until we die?
I just mean...
What we do now,
we've been doing that
quite a long time, isn't it?
- The flower, I just mean that...
-Ah.
Dad?
- Yes?
What is the name of the police
who put you in jail?
-Dark. We called her darkness...
- Dad, look in the rearview mirror.
Is that her?
Fuck, too. It looks like it.
There must be a shortcut
up here somewhere.
Fuck, too.
How far is it left
the bridge over the river?
- Over five kilometers.
- Shit!
Now I have you, Camara-satan.
It's not wise.
You can feel the adrenaline flowing.
That's exactly
as in "Quick cash 3: Life deluxe".
You mean well
"Quick cash 2: Hard to kill"?
It's better. Much faster cash.
The third is life deluxe.
You've been cheated on the title.
There is a deluxe in the second.
And much faster cash
more than the fastest cash in "quick cash 3".
I'm single.
There are so many of them, dad.
Damn, there must be someone...
- Dad!
- Shit.
Hold on, Hanna.
Now I have you.
Dad, what are you thinking?
Dad?
Dennis, get out of the car.
What are you doing? Then go.
There's something I have to tell you.
- Now?
Your scar. The scar on his forehead.
Dennis, get out of the car.
What's the matter with that?
You don't really know
what happened.
It wasn't a bicycle accident.
It was my fault.
Listen to the engine, Hanna.
Not yet. Listen.
Now, Hanna.
Hanna!
Hanna, I'm sorry.
Sorry for everything.
Dad, me... I know.
I've understood that for a long time.
How did you know that?
Because I am the only one
who is not stupid in the head of the family.
You don't understand.
When people talk about the Gunnarsson shortcut
that makes me proud.
You were my hero.
That's why I want
I want you to teach me how to drive.
And not Glenn.
Dennis, it's over.
Get out of the car!
Do it.
Whatever you're gonna do. I trust you.
Hold on.
Back to the cars!
Well, what the hell?
No, no!
Honey, can you bring sour cream?
We shit in the sour cream.
No, this is not a good idea.
You've never thought about
getting an electric car?
Yes!
How the hell did he do that?
Incredibly.
And a big dose of luck,
I would still like to claim.
That's our Dennis.
The Gunnarsson Shortcut. Kiss me in the body.
Now, damn it. Now he takes them, you see.
Hey, aren't you going with me?
in Spain, anyway?
Huh?
You and me.
We bring the Thunderbird.
It is a new life, new opportunities.
- What, you want it?
- Yes!
What to bring guest rooms for
not having guests?
Okay, okay. Only you stop nagging.
Look at us.
You know what? We will be the New Spain...
What the hell are they called?
Those bitches that went around
in a car like this in the desert and had fun.
Thelma and Louise?
- Yeah, right.
We will be
Spain's New Thelma and Louise.
- Didn't they die at the end?
- Don't start whining now.
Oh, shit.
- What is it?
- That fucking shoulder again.
I hit it when we landed.
- You're in pain. Stop the car.
Never.
There he is. The footnote.
- Get him, Dad.
-OK.
Come on!
You bastard.
Shit.
Damn it!
- Sorry!
- It's okay.
See ya!
Fuck! Fucking...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, damn it.
Come on!
Here you go!
Classic Dennis race, huh?
What do you say, the flower?
Listen, what the fuck?
Do you sit and sleep during the riot?
The flower!
Damn, The Flower.
What's that supposed to be good for?
Damn, The Flower.
What the fuck...
I'm sorry. But stay away from Hanna.
Look, Gunbritt. It looks like our kayak.
Yes, now it's summer.
All right, old man.
Come on, if you dare.
Drive!
Come on!
Speed!
Speed, speed, speed!
I can't. You're in too much pain.
- It's only when I switch.
-Dad...
They overtake us.
Watch... Now look!
Fuck!
Look!
Hey, Dad?
Hanna, take the gear lever.
- I can't switch.
- Of course you can.
I know you can.
When I tell you to, you put it in second.
Are you ready?
Now!
Ettan. Now.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Dad...
Did we win?
I think so.
- Shit!
- Shit.
What? You think you won, Don't you?
- "Believe"?
I think you forgot a little detail.
You never bet
the symbolic hundred at the start.
You know the rules, right?
You are washed and do not count in the competition.
Because you were never in the competition.
14-13 for me.
Finally!
But, TT. Unless I count in the competition...
...it is still 13-13.
- No, it doesn't.
- Either I count or I don't.
Steffe!
Ow!
Sorry. I have to put that on. You...
Dad, who's that?
I think it's mom,
which has been blown up.
You. You...
Nice ride, Tove.
Thank you. You too.
It wasn't just me.
One might say
that we have started practicing.
Hey!
Yes, it's Hasse and Gunbritt.
I'll go and return them soon.
Leffe and the flower!
Kings!
Yes!
Can I ask for everyone's attention?
What is it, Leffe? Where's the flower?
Today I have been with
the best race of my life.
And today i have also been part of
the worst race of my life.
Between about 1.3 and 1.5 kilometers
before the goal,
just before the Pontare rest stop,
so the flower fell asleep.
The map reader of my life
I parked for good.
He will never get...
...experience the smell of burnt rubber,
or of freshly grilled bacon.
He will never experience
the range of a Spanish Lidl.
Is it like home, or is it different?
Yes, Dear Flower. I have...
I have had
so much fun with you...
...in this Thunderbird.
Rest in peace.
Beloved buddy.