Where is Goran?
Goran?
Anka? Look at me when I'm talking to you.
- I don't know. - Are you sure?
Yes.
You stay right here!
Goran?
Goran!
Home For Christmas
This has been one shitty year.
33 never was a good age for a man around Christmas.
Now she's changed the lock. Who does she think I am?
I'm not a violent person.
It is her house. She inherited it.
And now he's moved in. Fucking Hroar with an H.
He spells Hroar with an H. H-roar!
Damn snob.
"He's new at work. We just clicked. It was love at first sight!"
- Did she really say that? - Not directly.
But that's probably what she tells her girlfriends.
Maybe I don't have much to show for myself.
I've considered getting a job as a music teacher.
But when a woman tells you to change, it's already too late.
Maybe there's some psychology here that I've missed out on.
- I just don't get it. - You grabbed her too hard.
Maybe I should have hit her instead.
The end result would have been the same.
All my LPs are there.
And he doesn't even drink.
Some Christmas! Pork roast and soda pop.
- How long since you've seen the kids? - Seven weeks. And it's Christmas Eve!
Tone said I could drop off presents sometime after Christmas. Maybe.
What will the kids think? Christmas Eve is tonight!
Do you have the stuff?
I'm not sure this is such a good idea, Paul.
Do you have a better suggestion?
Tell anyone you got that from me, and I'll lose my license.
- Then we'd both be unemployed. - I know that.
Hi.
Yeah. Paul dropped by.
No, he isn't doing well.
No, I didn't have time. No.
I can always make the old star shine.
Yes, I know.
See you soon. Bye.
- Hi, Thomas! - Hi, Bintu.
- Is that what you want for Christmas? - No, do you?
No, we don't celebrate Christmas. We're Muslim.
We don't celebrate Christmas either.
We don't even believe in Santa Claus.
- Are you all right? - Yes! Don't stop!
- Being "holiday Christians" is silly. - I love church on Christmas Eve.
I'd feel like a hypocrite.
Working the late shift is good money for us.
We never celebrate Christmas together.
I think that does something with us, Knut.
Isn't it nice to eat at your mother's?
I'll come after my shift.
Everything will be different once we have kids.
And when will we have time for that?
Hello?
I have to leave. Some foreigners with a sick kid.
- See you tonight. - The star.
- Bye. - Knut?
Have a nice shift.
- Want to come in? - I should head home.
- Why? You don't celebrate Christmas. - No, we don't, but...
Come on!
OK. For a little while.
- Hi, dad. - Hello.
- I forgot my key. - As usual. It's in the kitchen.
This is Thomas. He's in the grade below me.
Thomas doesn't celebrate Christmas either.
I'm tired of people like you never paying!
Christmas doesn't mean you can ride for free!
Hey! What the hell are you doing?
Are you breaking...?
Breaking into my car on Christmas Eve?
I've had eight Christmas trees stolen already this year.
I'm sorry. I need money for a train ticket.
Oh no, not him again!
- What's going on here? - Nothing.
Another break-in?
- I've seen that wino before. - What are you doing?
- Calling the police. - Wait!
- Didn't he break into your car? - No. We're fine here.
Fine. But the next time your alarm goes off, don't count on me.
Hey, wait.
What's your name?
Jordan.
- Jordan? - Yes.
Honey, are you OK? The doctor is here. Everything will be fine now.
Here is the doctor.
Everything will be OK now.
- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas.
To Thorbjørn From Mommy and Hroar
To Turid From Mommy and Hroar
Don't you recognize me?
No.
Johanne.
Johanne?
Johanne Jakobsen?
It's been a while.
Yes.
A long while.
How are you doing?
I...
Do you still live up in Skogli?
No. I haven't been back there in years.
You look like you've been working under a car.
Want something to eat?
I have some Christmas dinner I can warm up.
Why don't you take a shower, while I warm the food and pour some wine?
Shower?
There's a shower in the bathroom.
And I have some clothes in my car that were for the Salvation Army.
From my brother.
- You're about the same size. - I was on my way home, but...
Are there any nice children here?
- Yes! - Hello there.
Let's see what Santa has in his bag.
"To Thorbjørn, from daddy".
Here you go.
Are you Turid? Let's see what Santa has for you.
"To Turid, from daddy." There you go.
Hi, Santa.
Have you traveled far today?
Yeah.
Look, mommy! A PlayStation 3 from daddy!
From daddy?
A cell phone from daddy!
Could Santa come help me with the roast?
Hi, Santa.
What a good Santa!
- And how's Santa's "little helper"? - He's fine.
Hroar, you can use your normal voice. They can't hear us in here.
I love you.
Santa needs to get going.
Thank you for the present!
Merry Christmas, my boy.
Santa?
- Merry Christmas! - Merry Christmas.
Just relax. You're doing great. You're doing great.
Breathe.
It's Simon. Everything is ready now.
Yes. Thank you.
It's Simon. Everything is ready now.
Yes. Thank you.
Come on!
- Isn't it beautiful? - Yeah.
Come here. I want to show you something.
Let's see.
- Know anything about constellations? - No. Except the Big Dipper.
It's a little too early. But you can try.
- See anything? - No. It's all blurry.
We'll have to wait. But it's worth it. I promise.
Let me show you something else.
Is that green VW bus yours?
- Yeah. It's my brother's. - There's a Christmas tree down there.
Oh, that? That's our neighbor's.
- Could I borrow your bathroom? - The door next to my room.
- Can you find it all right? - No problem.
- Hi, mom. It's me. - Where are you?
- At Bintu's. - Aren't they celebrating Christmas?
- No. They're Muslim. - We're all waiting for you here!
Sorry. Go ahead and start eating. I'll be home soon.
- Everything work OK? - Yes. Thank you.
There you go.
It's empty. There were only two glasses left.
- Aren't you having any? - I ate just before you came.
Remember the first time you drank?
New Year's Eve. My cousin had bought us six beers each.
We sat in my room. I had hardly tasted alcohol.
You came from the Eben-Ezer Church. Had never touched it.
I figured six beers was what we needed to be brave enough.
Remember?
You ended up so muddle-headed I had to find you a cot.
It took another month before we...
You don't remember.
And then it just ended.
Thank you. That was delicious.
Cigarette?
Yes.
Someone forgot a pack here.
There you go. I have quit.
So...
Christmas trees, huh?
Yes.
I've sold Christmas trees -
- for six, no, seven years now.
In early August I go down to Denmark to select the trees I want.
You don't find that a little strange?
What do you mean?
We live in this forest of a country, and you have to go to Denmark?
I have sold Norwegian trees. But next year I have a new plan.
I'm going to buy live trees that people can chop down.
You always were full of good ideas, Johanne.
I was wondering...
You don't have -
- a shaving kit lying around, do you?
I really should shave before I go home.
Sure. I have a Ladyshave.
A pair of scissors and a Ladyshave sounds perfect.
Hi!
Thank you.
Thank you so much!
Listen...
I have to tell you something.
I know you love me.
Karin.
I can't leave Liv yet.
Not as long as the children still live at home.
You prom...
You promised you'd leave her after Christmas.
I know, but...
You said the same thing last year. This time I actually believed you.
- I'm sorry. - Sorry? Why?
You can run back to Liv, happy and content.
You know it isn't like that.
Do you think of me when you sleep with her?
Will you sleep with her tonight?
I am going to leave her, but...
You have to give me some time.
You never intended to leave her, did you?
Or stay with me.
That isn't true.
Yes.
That is true.
Silly me.
You can choose to believe me or not.
But I love both of you.
Kristen...
Listen to me.
You and I have something special.
You said it's better to regret something than to do nothing.
I didn't know it was possible to love two women at the same time.
- Karin... - No!
Merry Christmas.
Anyway.
Thank you.
Merry Christmas.
Now look.
Wow!
That's Sirius.
The brightest star in the night sky.
The Star of Bethlehem?
Yeah. That's it.
I'm just calling to say I won't be coming.
I know. I feel a little under the weather.
I'd rather stay here. On my own.
Yes.
I've made up my mind. I'm staying here.
No, don't worry about that. I have plenty to eat.
Yes.
Merry Christmas. I'll drop by later with the presents.
See you then.
Bye.
Hi. It's me.
Yes, everything's OK.
No, it was a childbirth.
And suddenly I missed you so much.
I haven't felt this way since we first got married.
Elisa?
I love you.
I want you to have my baby.
Yes.
I'm coming home now.
Good. Thank you.
- Merry Christmas, Simon. - Yes, Merry Christmas.
Is there room for one more?
Thank you.
- Nice scarf. - Thank you.
Wonderful is the Earth
Mighty is God's heaven
Beautiful the pilgrimage
Of the souls
Through the fair realms
On the Earth
To Paradise we walk in song
Hello?
Here is his ticket. To Skogli.
He's at the end of the line now.
- No ID? - Everything is loose in his pockets.
What's that?
A beggar's sign: "Home for Christmas."
Do you know who it is?
I think it's Jordan Hjalmarsen.
The best football player this town ever saw.
In his debut for the A team he scored five goals.
He alone was credited for two of Skogli's promotions.
I haven't seen him in years.
He missed a penalty kick in Skogli's most important game ever.
Apparently he never touched a ball again. Just disappeared.
Quit the team. Started drinking. Eventually left town.
I've never heard that story.
In a sense football saved him, but also led to his downfall.
Is everything all right?
Yes.
Look!
Subtitles: Nick Norris