MAGNETIC HARVEST Roger, your reproductive male? Yes, you have his whole history here. It’s in the middle of the file. Yes, thank you, I read the file
but can we see him? Yeah, it’s just that he’s… He’s not here. I’ll mark him absent. Your water supply… Can we see it? Yes. You inspect that, too? I wasn’t aware. Is it a problem? No, not at all. It’s started reading. Ah, yes? Can I see? It’s green, right? Not for much longer, it would seem. Right. You will receive the result
by email in a week. Hey, Xéna! Xéna, bugger off! Come on! What’s he doing? But what… Hey! What… Hey, stop! What are you doing? What are you doing with the sprayer? Paul? – When did you get back?
– A week ago. And you didn’t come and say hi? Come on, let’s go for a ride. So… Tell me! How was New Zealand? It was so crazy. – Yeah?
– Yeah. But it’s weird coming back,
it’s totally different. You’ve grown strong, porker! Please. What’s with the shitty tattoo? Don’t be a smart-arse,
keep your hands on the wheel. – Hands on the wheel.
– What about them? Hey, don’t be a dick, come on. – What’s wrong?
– Stop it! -Paul, the fence.
-What about the fence? – Chill out!
– I’m not kidding, the fence! – I know how to drive a tractor!
– For fuck’s sake! So? You impressed, baby? Huh? No hands! – It’s something else, right?
– You’re a pain in the arse! Leather interior, central locking,
power steering, automatic GPS. – Better than your moped, huh?
– You’re such a pain. If I were him,
I’d go and drink by the river. And then… he must have smelled the hazelnuts. Pigs eat those, right? Yeah, I mean, they’ll eat anything. Hey, look, I found some tracks! It’s weird, though. They stop there. Maybe… he walked backwards. Like they do in cartoons. You’re such an idiot! He’s playing us. He knew we’d follow him. I’ve given you 50. Have you asked your dad
about next week? Yeah, he said we could increase
if you get your certification. Fuck! But you know, at 5 a.m.,
people don’t give a shit about organic. They just want fat. If we make a loss, it’ll be on you. So? See anything? Nah. Roger! No. No pig on the horizon. Impressive demonstration, though. Don’t be so close-minded. Look. Look at this. Mika? Hello? Yes, Jean. What? No, I doubt it. It’s just that pigs don’t
destroy everything like that. Yes, Jean, listen, it’s… It’s not… My pig’s not that big. All right, all right,
I’ll have a look. OK. So, what did he say? His barley has been flattened,
he thinks it was Roger. That’s a bit much. Mika? A spot of music to relax? Roger? And don’t forget to come
and taste Mika’s big sausage! It’s good! It’s organic! It’s some good pig! So, does that mean you found him? Roger. No, no, I didn’t find him. Ah, shit. You got your certification, that’s cool. Yeah. Well done, good job. Who was it? In the rapeseed field. No one. Come on, everyone! Come on! Hey, guys, get your arses in gear! Say thanks to Mika for his sausage! Do the limbo! Do the limbo if you’re a man! Do the limbo! Thanks, Mika, for the sausages! I need to pack up. Do the limbo if you’re a man! Do the limbo! Come on, guys, do the limbo! Do it! Come on, do it! – Stop this bullshit.
– Hey, buddy, it’s all right, relax! – Fuck off!
– This is my home! – What is it?
– What you gonna do? -What? What?
-What you gonna do? You gone organic, too? Hey! Stop! You bastard! -Get up! Get up!
-Fucking let go of me! Paul! Let go! Come here, you! Arsehole! Paul? Paul! You coming? Subtitles by Julia Knapp Subtitling TITRAFILM