"Relationships are Virgo's focus." "Are you really ready to tie yourself down?" "Stargazers" "Virgo August 23rd - 22 September" "Hello." "Why haven't you turned up for work?" "I'm not well, see?" "Really?" "Have you taken your temperature?" "Yes!" "It's 39 point something..." "What are you using to take it?" "One of those thermometers you put in your mouth..." "In your mouth?" "We have no faith in them here, you know that." "Get your sister to take your temperature with a proper rectal thermometer." "Oh, Georg." "I'm going to call your sister and if she confirms that you are unwell, then fine, but not if she doesn't." "No, I'll come." "Good!" "And be here in the next ten minutes or I'll dock your pay by two hours." "Georg!" "Bjarnfredur?" "Yes, listen..." "Hello Flemming." "I brought Flemming Geir." "I'm on my way to a Soroptimist meeting." "And I brought some spelt bread, too." "I'm sure you can sell that." "But...couldn't you...couldn't you take him with you?" "What?" "To a meeting?" "It's just for women." "It's a women only night." "Yes, but it would be..." "What is it with you?" "Are you ever going to give yourself the time to try to find a solution to this issue of you and your son?" "Yes." "It's absolutely impossible trying to foist him on me or have him hang around here at work all day long." "I had a visit from a Child Welfare inspector today." "Inspector?" "She came home?" "Yes." "Yes, but please take him with you." "Life's very difficult here at the moment." "Yes, yes, I can see that." "But these meetings are absolutely sacred to me." "You could send him to the cinema while you're there." "I demand, after having spent all those years bringing you up, having a little time to myself." "Yes." "I've reached an age where I think I deserve that." "Yes." "Quite." "I'm sorry but this is the way it has to be." "Yes." "I have always come to your aid but I can't tonight." "No, no." "I understand." "Well, goodbye Georg." "Yes, goodbye Bjarnfredur." "Hi." "Hello." "Well, if it isn't the perennial patient himself." "I feel absolutely terrible." "Yes, under the weather, are we?" "Yes, I'm not sure I can make it through this shift." "No." "But don't you think you'll feel a lot better if you go outside and get some fresh air?" "You can spread some salt on the forecourt and sweep up around the pumps and..." "I'm not well, Georg." "It's not clever for me to be outside." "It's all in your mind, Olafur, in your head." "It will do you good to go outside and get some fresh air." "He looks pretty bad to me." "No." "You're not trying to tell me that you believe this act?" "Oh, oh, I'm so ill." "I am not pretending..." "Pathetic." "I'm not pretending now." "I really am sick." "No, if he's sick then it's best that he go home." "I can take on his work tonight." "Yes,can you now?" "Perhaps you could do my work too, Daniel." "I feel really weak..." "Hi!" "Hi Flemming, how are you doing?" "Fine thanks." "What about you?" "Yes, I just came in here to relax, see?" "Why?" "Are you sick?" "No, I'm just a bit hungover, see?" "Got involved in a binge yesterday, sort of thing." "A binge?" "Yes, haven't you ever been out on a binge?" "No." "I'll have to remember to buy you a drink sometime." "Really?" "Yes, it's great fun." "We went on a pub crawl yesterday, and things got a little out of hand, see?" "We went to a strip joint." "It was brilliant." "Yes, there were..." "I was at pump 2  left, right." "One of them was really special... and the lads treated me to a lapdance." "What's that?" "That's when you get to be alone with one of the girls." "No way." "You go into a sort of kiosk and the girl tore my t-shirt off..." "And I was feeling really horny." "Can't deny that..." "Yes, most of them stark naked, waving their boobs about, man." "Boobs?" "Yes, their breasts, ,man!" "Silicon breasts." "Right!" "Do we need to talk about it?" "Haven't you ever seen any naked women?" "Yes...yuck!" "I've seen Grandma in the bath Pretty often." "Yes, well when you start drinking and watching naked women, that's when you first become a real man, see?" "Really?" "Yes." "It's got nothing to do with getting confirmed or anything like that." "I always thought when you got confirmed that you became a man but that's bullshit." "When you first start watching naked women that's when you first become a man." "What's going on here?" "I was just chatting to Flemming and..." "Yes?" "And what were you chatting about?" "I was just telling him That I was going to get" "Some new tyres for the motor" "Something like that." "Isn't that right, Flemming?" "What?" "Yes." "Anything going on in the shop?" "Yes." "I was in the shop with a customer and we were listening to you on the walkie-talkie." "We were listening to you talk about your motor and tyres" "...and parading about naked." "Go into the office Flemming!" "Why?" "Because I don't want you to be near this man." "He was at a brothel!" "Do you know what that is?" "No?" "Georg, that was..." "Be quiet!" "They're unfortunate girls from Russia and Yugoslavia whose freedom has been taken away from them and who are forcibly brought to Iceland, doped to eyeballs and then coerced into sleeping with the likes of him!" "I never touched that girl!" "It was just a bit of fun, see?" "A bit of fun for you perhaps." "but no fun for those poor unfortunate girls who you slept with!" "Yes." "Good evening." "I'm calling about one of my staff here who says he was with a prostitute yesterday." "Yes, I wanted to know whether he may possibly have contracted a venereal disease." "Did you use a condom?" "No..." "No, he did not use a condom." "Yes, I understand." "And when do you open the skin and venereal department?" "Yes, good." "He'll be there on the stroke of eight-thirty." "Thank you." "Goodbye." "Well, I have a bottle of disinfectant here." "I want you to go and wipe all the places you have touched since you came back from that whore." "I don't remember what I've touched!" "Oh, you don't?" "Then you'll have to clean everything!" "Yes, can I help you?" "Hello." "Hello, Daniel my dear." "How are you?" "Fine thanks." "Listen, I went to the bank today and got a statement and saw that you had deposited 50,000 kroner in my account by accident." "Yes, I mean, you know." "Dad asked me to pay back all you've spent on my upkeep, so I..." "What?" "That's just the first payment." "Your father said what?" "That's how it is going to be." "Dad said I wasn't his son anymore and that I had to pay everything back and I've moved out of the apartment." "My God, you must have misunderstood each other." "No, that's exactly how it was." "I pay everything back and then you are rid of me." "Good evening." "Good evening." "Are you the shift manager here?" "Yes!" "Georg Bjarnfredarson's the name." "Yes, how do you do." "My name's Auður." "Hello, Sigurdur." "We're from the Icelandic Feminist Society." "I say!" "I'm highly honoured." "Yes, we're visiting shops and newsagents to raise people's awareness about the sale of pornography." "Yes, well I can assure you that I a feminist myself." "Indeed, I'm the son of Bjarnfredar Geirsdottur," "She was highly active in the women's movement." "She stood for parliament in the Women's Party, if you remember?" "The girls released a record on which my mother sang" "The song "Today I'm a woman!" Perhaps you know it?" "Yes." "Actually we've brought some materials to read." "Yes, yes." "This booklet talks about how women are treated in the porn industry." "Yes." "Yes." "That reminds me." "Olafur!" "This man here, he visited a brothel last night and had sex with some unfortunate girl there with along with his mates!" "Then he came back here and boasted about it to a child!" "Yes, I mean, I only went to a strip club, see?" "Yes." "Do you know how the girls who work at these places feel?" "Are you in favour of pornography?" "I mean, I think it's OK if they want to show themselves." "I mean they're weren't showing their beavers, see?" "They just had their boobs..." "Do you know who started the feminist movement?" "Yes, Mary Wollstonecraft..." "No...no, no, no...shall I tell you who it was?" "Er...yes..." "Karl Marx!" "No, wasn't he the originator of communism?" "Yes, he was-and of feminism too!" "No, I think you're mixing the two together..." "Look, you wouldn't even have the vote, my dear," "If it wasn't for Karl Marx." "He fought for the rights of all minorities!" "You girls today, you have nothing to complain about." "You have everything you want:" "dance classes, piano lessons, an opportunity to go to school, and designer clothes!" "I don't think that quite right." "Why are you in this society then?" "You're no woman!" "No." "Oh, are you gay then?" "No, I'm not." "I just support the struggle for women's rights." "Exactly!" "It's a very good thing that there are men who are prepared to join in this fight with us." "If I read this situation correctly, then I'd say that you are only in this society because you want to sleep with her!" "And as far as you're concerned, I think you're an angry snip of a girl of average intelligence with far too much time on her hands and no understanding of the class structure, hooing and haaing about town," "chattering away like the hen in the fairytale on subjects about which you are absolutely ignorant!" "Gagaggggagggaggaggaggaggg..." "feminism...blablabla..." "How are you?" "Fine thanks?" "You?" "Great, thanks." "Busy?" "Yes..." "I was just spreading a bit of salt on the forecourt." "I have to admit, I find it a bit uncomfortable talking to you." "Really?" "Why...?" "Well, I had a bit of a weird dream about you last night." "Yes, you mean today?" "What?" "No, I mean, if you're awake nights, then..." "It doesn't matter." "I dreamed about you." "Me?" "Really?" "What was I doing?" "Er...we were, you know..." "I mean, it was just a dream." "Were you trying to kill me or something." "No, Jesus Christ." "I was just...er, you know..." "Er...." "Did you want something from the shop?" "No, I..." "I just came over to chat, see?" "Yes?" "Er, well, yes maybe I will buy a packet of gum.." "Sugarfree?" "It's so good for you" "Yes." "Here..you don't have to pay." "Yes...well..." "I'd best get back to work." "Good evening." "Can I help you?" "Good evening." "This is a little embarrassing." "I'm here to see to the man who helped me on election night." "Really?" "Trainee personnel?" "Stand up." "Was it this one?" "No." "I'm afraid there aren't that many others working here." "He was short with dark hair, unusually handsome." "Personnel on the forecourt." "Will you come in to the shop?" "Hello!" "Well..." "I just wanted to thank you so much for the other day." "I just don't know what came over me..." "No problem." "I've been under a great deal of pressure recently." "I haven't felt well for some considerable time and..." "My goodness, you're a handsome lad?" "Yes, he's the son of the shift manager." "What's your name?" "Flemming Geir." "I say..." "Er, Flemming, would you mind...you know... this is a bit private, like." "Would you mind going inside the shop while we have a chat?" "Sure." "OK." "Yes." "Yes, I..." "I think I have narcolepsy or something." "I fall asleep just like that, just about anywhere and..." "No worries." "It can happen to the best of us." "It's er..." "I'm just really grateful!" "Not everyone would have acted like such a gentleman." "Er, that's..." "I've often dropped off myself, see?" "Here at work, for example." "All over the place and..." "No problem." "You're wonderful." "Yes." "...yes and her heads need changing..." "Her?" "Yes, her, the motor." "You're so good with your hands?" "Well, I try, see?" "She's getting on a bit, poor thing, so I have to treat her very gently." "So you have to be hands on sometimes?" "Yes, show her a little respect, see?" "And sometimes you treat her a little more firmly, don't you?" "Yes, I mean...just to get her started up, see?" "...you need to be a bit rough, see?" "But once she's going, there's no stopping her." "I can see that you are a very sensitive man." "Well..." "Olafur Ragnar Hannesson!" "Your interaction with the customers is not appropriate." "I mean, with a venereal disease, too!" "Me?" "No!" "Him!" "I don't have a venereal disease, see?" "We'll let a doctor decide that." "Olafur, go down to the storeroom and put on some new rubber gloves!" "And try to keep your tongue in your mouth while you're at it!" "What are you doing?" "I'm looking at some naked women." "Yes, I don't think your dad would be too pleased." "Where did you find that?" "What are you doing to my son?" "I'm not...he had it." "Give that to me!" "I...it's not mine..." "I mean, you know..." "Keep away from that child!" "And put on some rubber gloves!" "I don't know where that magazine came from." "Pervert!" "You lie so much that you don't even know the difference between lying and telling the truth!" "Come here, Flemming!" "I really don't want you learning about sex from a person like Olafur." "If you have any questions on this subject, it would be much better for you to ask Georg." "But, as you have no doubt noticed, women are made differently to us." "See, no penis on this woman." "Yes, well actually this one does have one." "That's because she's deformed." "Instead of a penis, they have a vagina." "And here are her genitals." "You probably know the word vagina better as cunt" "or even more commonly as pussy." "A man's genitals are made up of many different parts." "When sexually aroused, for example when a man sees female genitalia, the male organ fills with blood and increases in size until it becomes erect." "Sexual intercourse takes place by the man inserting his" "penis into the vagina of the woman." "And both of them... well, they both like that." "This kind of porno mag gives a very wrong impression of these matters...that has no basis in reality." "It takes place only in the minds of those who are sick, like Olafur for example." "Look at him." "Look what he's doing with that woman?" "I never did that with your mother." "It would never even have crossed my mind." "Good evening..." "Georg Bjarnfredarson?" "Ahh..." "A woman needs to be receptive and to have given her consent." "without having to be paid especially for it." "Usually, the sexual act takes places in the dark." "That's normal enough." "Can I help you?" "That was a misunderstanding!"