Welcome, one and all. We've prepared a wonderful evening for you.
A show with chicanery, shenanigans, and the ever-customary brainfart.
That said, this is also a contest we treat with deadly earnest.
And our contestants tonight are:
The virtuoso from Vällingby, Marie Agerhäll!
The man of culture from Karlstad, Torbjörn Averås Skorup!
The primadonna from Pajala, Lotta Engberg!
The lively lass from Lund, Nour El Refai!
And the craftsman of Kungsholmen, Eric Stern!
And tonight you will, among other things, get to see this:
- What's up, YouTube? - I'm a total idiot!
- Heave-ho! - We put our faith in Judas.
No! What...?
- Well, that's fun. - Oh! Fun.
I almost lost my patience.
Yes, what fun. New week, same wonderful panel.
- How're things? - They're good!
Marie, you've won "På spåret" twice. [Notoriously difficult quiz show]
Are you capable of using all this knowledge in the testing-house?
That remains to be seen.
It's rough, competing with someone who's won "På spåret".
- Just, like, all the intelligence. - ...Is over there.
- Is this among the most frivulous things you've done? - It's among the most fun.
I've seen a side of myself I don't want my grandchildren to see.
I'd like the opportunity to say it's tougher than it looks.
You sit at home and go "why didn't they do that?"
- On the spot, it's more stressful. - Yeah, that's right.
And next to me, we have the man who fuses great enthusiasm and little competence:
He goes by the name of David Sundin.
Wow. Thank you, thank you, Babben. Lovely words, as usual.
All the fun we have in the workplace-- imagine that, huh?
Walking hand-in-hand with joy.
- We go together like cookies and cream... - Speaking for yourself.
- Could you introduce the first test? - Of course, of course.
I do what I do, and I do it well.
- Take my hand. Let's go fish-food hunting. - No thank you.
- Did you start the timer? - No.
- You just took a peek? - Peeking's allowed, right?
- Cheers. - Yeah, that's right.
- "Collect fish pellets in your fishbowl." - Ugh! Gross.
"You may not bend from the waist below while the test is ongoing."
Huh? Alright.
"Most fish pellets in the fishbowl wins."
"You have 15 minutes. Your time starts now."
[Warning: The rooms may contain traps.]
What? What'd that say?
Yes, the goal was to relocate as much fish food as possible--
--and get the fish food into the fishbowl.
The test must be performed straight-legged. You weren't allowed to bend your legs or hips.
And, as we saw at the back of the letter, there were traps along the way.
Business as usual, then. Which straight-legged pellet-plunderers are up first?
Our first fish-food hunter is Eric Stern himself.
- May I go in? - Yeah.
Dear god. Pellets.
- 13 minutes to go. - Mhm.
Yes!
- What? - Seven minutes to go.
- Yes. - Do I have a decent amount?
I'll head out to the shed.
- There we have it. - Three minutes to go.
This was really difficult.
- Yeah, much like life itself. - Yeah.
- No! - Ooh-la-la.
You're not letting go of that first stick.
I still think it's hard, but it gives a helpful impression.
And 30 seconds to go.
Three, two, one, zero.
- Still! - It's a collection.
- Good work. - Thanks!
Yes, Eric, you were inside the shed. How could you not see the jar?
Yeah, that's right. Well, I mean...
- You see it now? - Yes, very clearly.
It's admirable that I didn't see it. Takes a great deal to miss it.
You were very focused on getting back what you'd spilled.
- You were doing that throughout the whole test. - And absolutely not bending my knees.
- Or your head, either! - It creates some sort of grandiose atmosphere.
I'd love to watch some more attempts, now.
Wouldn't you just? So here they are: The squad assembled.
Focused, stoked, and hungry for fish food.
- Can I bring the bowl? - That's fine.
Oh, smart thinking.
Fish pellets smell. What's this? A line...ah!
Dangit!
This isn't usually here. Ah! Hey, this is a trap!
Hahah! Oldest trick in the book!
- That was close, David. - It was, wasn't it?
My arms are straight, too.
Time to be careful.
Well, if that isn't just...
You can bend your arms. I've said nothing about that.
- No, dammit! Again! - Yes.
- No, no, no, no, no! - How did I fall for that one again?!
- Ah, there's a lot to go. - What the hell are fish pellets?
They look like that.
No! How could I fall for that one more than once?
Something's stuck to this. Hang on. Yes! Alright.
Lucky break, David.
Alright...uh, so what's that?
Well, it's...oh!
- Whoa! - God, you're a fast mover.
Oh! Look at that.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh, that's a lot. I'm gonna win this.
Is there more?
There's something there.
- Gotta be careful, now. - No!
- Alright. There. I'll get a ton. - I'm still over there...
Whoa, whoa.
Ooh-la-la!
I've gotta sharpen this pencil!
My personal one.
Five, four, three, two, one, zero.
- Still, it's something. - Enough to satisfy the fishes of the Atlantic.
Decent amount.
- Now I don't have to stand like this anymore. - Now, you can stand like a normal.
Nice, huh! Thanks.
Yes, there were some bent joints here and there...
But I'll favor mercy above cruelty, otherwise no one would get any points!
But Marie, is that the fastest way to move around straight-legged?
Well, I tried multiple ways. Broad-legged.
Jumping, sideways, the crab. I put a lot of verve into walking.
Lotta, you triggered every trap except the one in the kitchen, I think.
- You didn't see any pattern with the traps? - No.
No? Just wondering.
Nour, you were lying down with a dustpan half a meter from your head.
Yeah, well... I mean, yeah.
I was feeling kinda smart when I was lying down.
But after that, you can't get back up again. I remained prone.
Let the Nours fall where they may.
We've seen all five, then. How'd they do?
I'll tell you what, Babben. Nour assembled 875 grams.
Eric? An impressively tiny amount. 427 grams.
Lotta assembled pellets arriving at a total of 1 185 grams...
Marie? A touch more. 1 373 grams.
How do I do it? How do I do it!?
I'll divvy up the points, then.
One point for Eric, two for Nour, three for Lotta, four for Marie--
--and the evening's first five-pointer goes to Torbjörn!
- Wonderful. - What are we competing for tonight?
Well, you see--we've got fish pellets to last you the year.
A year's supply, to put it plainly. Fish pellets for 365 days.
- Wow! - Yes, well worth fighting for.
Right, my dear janitor. What's next on the agenda?
- A classic game of flagpole pinball. - Wow!
- I thought you weren't wearing any pants. - Hi, David.
Howdy Doody. Doody, Doody!
- That's not my preferred sport. - No? Even though you're so tall?
"Get the basketball to hit the flagpole."
"After that, the basketball also has to hit the second flagpole."
So it's gonna, like-- doink, doink.
"Once the basketball's hit the first flagpole--"
"--you may not affect the movement of the basketball."
"Fastest person to get the basketball to hit both flagpoles wins."
"You have ten minutes."
It's gonna, like, doink, doink. And I can't touch it.
- Between the doink and the doink. - No, at that point it's "hands up".
Yes, the goal was to get the basketball to doink one of the flagpoles--
--and then the other one, without affecting the ball's trajectory in between.
The fastest person to doink both flagpoles wins the test and nets five points.
Doink, doink. Should be pretty cut-and-dry.
One might think so, yes.
But we might want to charge up with a short break beforehand.
And for those at home: Here's a test.
Everyone in the household, guess how many tablespoons are located in your cutlery drawer.
Whoever's closest to the right answer wins.
Welcome back to Bäst i Test.
At present, the name of the game is two flagpoles, one ball, one attempt.
Doink, doink. Without affecting the basketball in between the doinks.
Who or whom are we watching first?
Let's go for a grand opening and behold the master doinkers: Lotta, Eric and Nour.
- Alright? Just trying it out. - Yeah, sure.
- You're so cocky. - Bullseye!
Yeah, that was great.
- Do I have to stand here? - No one's said that, have they?
- Very close. - That was close, huh.
- One minute's passed. Nine to go. - Huh! Fun.
- I'll try it one more time, then. - Alright. Okay.
Ow!
Can't believe you don't have a super long pipe, like, that'd take a basketball.
I'm not saying this is good.
It's too big.
Yeah, I'll keep trying.
This isn't working at all.
Eight minutes to go. We've yet to see a single attempt.
- Ugh, why's it going back at me? - You affected the movement, there.
Yeah, that's right.
- No, that's...! - Missing in that position...
- We might be talking, here. - Alright!
- Seven minutes to go. - This could work.
Yeah, yeah! No, it needs more speed.
- Yeah, it wasn't a bad idea. - No.
I'm getting all giggly, David!
Not into the ground. You want to go for the pole.
It wants to go over there, that damn...
One and a half.
- Look! Look, look. - There is a sense that it's doable.
Now! Look, look, look!
- Good work. - Thanks!
20 seconds! That means one more attempt.
- Thanks. - Yeah, see for yourself.
Are you going back to the technique of throwing?
- Whoa! - Eric!
With 40 seconds to spare, which you can use at your own leisure.
- You could run around, do a victory lap. - I'm more of the contemplative type.
Good work.
Yes, Eric. You almost had it on the first attempt.
I should've kept going with that.
But instead, I went around in circles just to get back where I started. Creative.
- Wasn't smart, though. - Well, you did make it in the allotted time.
And you, Lotta, went for some sort of reverse underhand throw.
Well, that was the best option.
But don't you risk getting it in your face?
- Get it between your legs and you're good. - Which times did they wind up with?
Nour fought valiantly for the test's duration, but did not achieve an approved second doink.
Eric only had 40 seconds to spare, and wound up at 9 minutes and 20 seconds.
Lotta doinked both flagpoles after 4 minutes and 23 seconds.
Whoa! That soon? Good on her. Let's watch the others, then, shall we?
You bet your sweet bippy, Babbenator 2000.
Torbjörn and Marie are now in the running to beat Lotta's 4 minutes and 23 seconds.
I'm not gonna throw. I'm going to build something.
Should put a stick here with a string, and just...
Swing it like this.
This one's a bit short, huh. Or could it reach?
- No! - Yes.
Now it's time to use centrifugal force.
I've gotta spin crazy fast around something.
Can you stand here, and I'll spin this around you?
It's important that the tape doesn't touch the flagpole.
- I judge it as important. - As I understand it, the three of us sit here.
- Have you ever worked with centrifugal force? - Yeah, in my, like--day-to-day life.
- Smack! Alright. - That one's going to hit, whatever you do.
Exactly. Now I've just gotta hit this one.
It's close! It's close, David.
- How do I get it to move around? - I don't know that either.
Right, well, my thinking is this: Duct tape buys you time.
- Here it comes. - Heave-ho! No.
- No! - No...
- Agh! Like that. - And then...
It bounces like that, and the force is enough to bounce it over there?
If you're hard enough! If you're not that soft!
- Slam it with everything you've got. - Hula hoop it.
I will not be affecting the motion. I am a pillar.
Ready, set...
- That was pretty good. - I feel a bit smarter now.
- Come on! No... - That didn't touch.
Ah, it's an impossible task! Might have to aim a bit more...
No. Why have you, like, made up nonexistent physics?
Heave-ho! Hit.
- And...? - Come on, now.
- Come on, come on, come on! - No, you can't touch it.
- And then...oh, please! - No affecting it.
And that was the tape. And there...no.
No! No. Yeah! There!
- Thanks. - Good work.
Five, four, three, two, one, zero.
- I really did do my best. - Good work.
- Thanks! - That was your best.
Marie, you did your best.
- It's not all that easy, inventing new laws of physics. - No,it's impossible.
- But David--hard enough? - No.
He was supposed to hula hoop it, but he never listens to you.
And you weren't too sure whether you'd managed it.
I was afraid that if it touched the tape, then you--
--as our incredible judge, would say: "That was only the tape touching it."
- I wanted to know it was the ball. - Torbjörn, how did Babben sound again?
"No, that wasn't the ball. That was the tape."
- Yes. - Perfect.
We know Marie. How'd Torbjörn do?
The time to beat was Lotta's, 4 minutes and 23 seconds.
Torbjörn hit both flagpoles in 4 minutes and...
...10 seconds!
Which means that Nour--
--and Marie get one point each as enthusiastic participants.
Three points for Eric, four for Lotta and five, once more, to Torbjörn!
Right, then! I'd like another test.
And if there's a break beforehand, I'll descend into raving lunacy.
No, no break impending. Here it comes, a new test...
...where the goal is to give me a few roses.
Whoa!
- Hello. - Hi, David!
- Hi, hi! - May I?
- I'll read what it says, then. - Thanks.
"Pick up the 29 roses and give them to David."
"You may only pick up a rose once you've guessed the correct password."
"You must deliver all 29 roses to David's vase."
"Least amount of guesses wins."
"Your time starts...now!"
Agh! Ah, that's tough.
Yes. So, the goal was to deliver me 29 roses.
In order to pick up a rose, you needed a password.
Lowest amount of guesses wins.
Yes, and which tricksters will be going first?
Let's start with a healthy chunk of frustration in the form of Torbjörn and Lotta.
- Hi! - Do you have a password for me?
- One? - That's correct.
- Two? - Two's the correct password.
- Three? - Wrong password.
- There has to be a logical way. - Four? Eight?
- Zero? Minus one? Minus two? - Wrong password.
- Zero? - Wrong password.
Eighteen? Nineteen?
- Seven? - Seven's the wrong password.
- Seven? - Eighteen? Ugh!
Zero? Minus seven? Zero?
There's a saying which goes along the lines of...
- The definition of insanity... - Don't say it, don't say it.
- As few guesses as possible. - Lotta? David?
Car? Rose?
- Lovely? Stroke? - Stroke is the wrong password.
- Kisses? - Kisses is wrong, too.
- Sweetiepie? - Correct password.
- I thought so. - I've figured it out!
- Eel? - Wrong password.
- You said you figured it out. - I thought I did!
- Älvdalen? - Älvdalen is wrong.
Did I say something about that already? Xylitole?
- Xylitole is correct. - Yes.
- I can't remember what I've said. - Exactly!
If only there was a way to systematically...
- Bourgoigne? - Wrong password.
Jakobs, Cornelia?
- Mash? - Mash is the right password.
- Queen? - Just four roses to go.
Ugh, so bad!
Q, R, S, T, U, V, X, Y... Zebra?
Zebra is the correct password.
Lotta, you've found the connection here.
Getting the three last roses should be easy.
- Eel? - Eel is wrong.
- Now, there's... - Some fundamental knowledge.
- What have I missed? - Only two roses to go.
- Double-you! - Wrong password.
I think I'm an idiot!
S, T, U, V...
- What?! - Correct password.
There's 29 letters in the alphabet. I'm missing one little letter.
- Qo... - Qock-a-doodle-doo?
- Qock-a-doodle-doo with a Q! - No, that's the wrong password.
- Quantumus. - Quantumus...is the right password.
- 29, as in the alphabet. - 29 red roses, like the alphabet.
Thank you greatly.
Albert, burst, cancel, death, hermit crab...
Tuft. Novotny, I mean. Waterloo.
- Yrsel. [Dizziness] - Is the correct password.
- Thank you very much. - Mon amour!
Dizziness, David! That's what I've got.
Yes, you're owed an explanation.
There was one rose for every letter in the alphabet.
To pick one up, you had to say one of the letters.
Alright. What were your thoughts as the test was progressing?
I'm absolutely terrible at the alphabet.
- The existence of Y. - Yes, it's true.
That was news to me! I went through it ten times. A, B, C...
- Didn't work out. - No!
This took some time, but it's the amount of guesses which counts.
Lotta gave me all the 29 roses after 99 guesses.
Torbjörn actually threw out 134 guesses.
Waiting for Torbjörn to cross the finish line took almost 40 minutes.
- I'm proud. - As well you should.
- Should we tear through a few others, then? - We shall, after a short break.
After that it's time for Eric, Nour and Marie to flex their little grey cells--
--and attempt to solve the riddle of the roses.
We're in the middle of a test where the panel--
--are supposed to give David 29 roses, no more, no less.
Yes indeed, and every rose had a secret password--
--which the contestants must speak aloud in order to pick up the flower.
- I'd like to see a few more of these rosebuds. - Your wish is my command.
I present the delighted decipherers, Nour and Eric.
- Got a password for me? - Rose one.
- Beautiful little ribbon. - Correct!
- I'm gonna try 'rose three'. - Wrong.
- Third rose? - Life in Salem.
- Rosalia? - Wrong password.
- Rosette? - Peregrin Took?
- Famous from? - The Lord of the Rings.
- The tenth rose? - Let's see, now. This one's a toughie.
- Love is eternal. - Wrong password.
- Damn, I had a feeling. - Lot of roses to go. We want 29.
We believe in Judas.
- Wrong password. - Yeah, I got that.
- Could there be some pattern here? - No, there's no pattern.
- It's a lovely weather. - The path of roses?
Is it possible you've pigeonholed yourself?
Is there a method to this?
Of course. Every rose has a password.
- Aha! Peregrin Took. - Wrong.
- The Rabaeus-rose? - Svea Kingdom.
Svea Kingdom is not the password to that rose.
- Alright. - Marzipan rose?
Back to your old ways.
When you get stressed, you seek comfort and end up where you were.
That's why people stay in relationships with assholes.
- Svea Kingdom? - Not that rose's password, either.
- Publisher? - We're getting somewhere, now.
- Svea Kingdom? - Rose number 19.
No, I'm back there again. You can tell. I'm up to my old tricks.
- Svea Kingdom? - Once again.
- Anxiety? - Only three roses to go now.
- Svea Kingdom? - Just now, Eric...
...I had a really strong feeling that you'd cracked it.
- The rose which approaches... - No, no.
I'll stop going with 'the rose' again. I land there very easily.
- Flow? Five? - Five is wrong for the same reason.
- Aha! Pythagoras? - Pythagoras is wrong.
- But not for the same reason? - No.
You think there's some pattern with A, B, C, D, E, F, G?
- 'Cause there isn't one. - Alright.
Banana? Citrus? Dalmatians? But...!
Right! I'm with you, now.
- X-ray rose. -X-ray rose is the right password.
- Yes! Åska. [Thunder] - The correct password.
- Honest? - Honest is the wrong password.
- Öland rose. - That's the right password.
- Zeke? - Correct password.
- I understand. - Here it comes.
- Irma? - Wrong password.
- The wish? - The wish is the wrong password.
- World Wide Web-rose. - That's the correct password.
- I almost lost my patience there. - I couldn't tell.
It's important to say what you feel, rather than repress it.
Wait a second. I was supposed to understand something. Svea Kingdom?
Svea Kingdom is not the password of that rose.
- Xylophone? - Xylophone is the correct password.
- A handful of guesses, though. - Yeah, I got that sense as well.
- Good work. - Bye.
Yes, both of you got slightly stuck in a rut here.
You locked up on 'Svea Kingdom', Eric.
Yeah, but David said: "Svea Kingdom isn't the password for THIS rose."
- Which makes me think it's another one. - That was tricky, wasn't it?
- Why'd you emphasize it that way? - It wasn't the password of that rose.
You've got a problem with the alphabet, and he's got one with head words.
Everyone's different.
How many guesses did we end up with?
Eric produced a whopping 209 guesses.
Nour was actually a touch better -- we got 182 guesses out of her.
Across 48 very long minutes.
And 169 of those guesses had something to do with 'rose'.
- Some of those rose-guesses were correct. - Multiple were correct.
- How many 'Svea Kingdom's did Eric have? - 7-8, at least.
But one player remains who could turn everything upside-down:
Sure does, and that would be Marie.
Babben Larsson? David Sundin? Persimmon? The prime minister? Mazarines?
- Cameraman? - Correct.
- Sausage? - Wrong.
Bathing trunks? Socks? Hair gel?
- Edible gel. - Edible gel? Correct.
- Seborrheic eczema? - Sorry?
- Eczema! - Eczema's correct.
Carl...Bildt.
- Bränn-ball, bridge anchorpoint... - Wrong.
- Öland-bridge? - Öland-bridge is correct.
Paris-tower...Eiffel Tower?
- Both are wrong. - Taj Mahal? Åke Cato?
Skin...skin fungus? No. AIDS?
- AIDS is wrong. - It is. Tony from "The Warehouse"?
- Tony from "The Warehouse" is incorrect. - Peter Jöback?
- Wrong. Do you see a pattern? - There's a pattern?
- Well, some are correct and some are wrong. - Correct password?
Correct password is the wrong password.
- Wrong? - Wrong is wrong.
- Correct? - That, too, is wrong.
- Nürnberg? - Nürnberg is the correct password.
What? What do you mean? Dizzy...?
- Dizzy is the correct password. - What?
Gleeful? Lard?
- Lard's the correct password. - This can't be happening. Wham?
- The group? - "Wham bam", like the emphatic interjection.
- Wrong. - Shit, what is it?
- Sometimes, I do think you've gotten it. - Yeah, I had it earlier.
But then the times a-changed. Mouth? Keys? Armor?
- Quartz? - Quartz is the correct password.
Only one rose to go, then. There's one password that...
- Why? [Varför] - 'Why' is the correct password.
- Oh, oh... - And you had no idea?
I hadn't worked it out. There's something about the letters.
Could be, could be.
- The way back's just as long. - I'm soaring away.
Impressive, huh, clearing the test without understanding the underlying principle.
Good thing the 'Parisian tower' wasn't on På Spåret.
- Everyone knows what I mean. - Vague!
Thought you had it. You just go: "God, she got it immediately."
- You were so quick. - I just said a lot of words quickly.
Probably a good core principle. Or was it? How'd it go?
For five points, Marie needed fewer guesses than Lotta's 99.
Marie had...180 guesses. Nearly double.
Which means the points get allocated like this: One for Eric, two for Nour--
--three for Marie, four for Torbjörn and five points for Lotta Engberg!
Congratulations, Lotta. But all good things must come to an end.
Unfortunately, we find ourselves in the middle of the show.
A point at which my little henchman takes the stage for some free oration.
Here he is, both sweet and sour: David Sundin.
Thank you, thank you, Babben. Lovely words. Thank you for those lovely words...
But also, of course, for all your support throughout the years. You raise me up.
And for new arrivals, this would be the middle of the show.
A highly appreciated segment where I direct my piercing spotlight--
--at the innermost center of one of our participants.
Tonight, we welcome to the hot seat...
- Eric Sten. - Yeah. Hi!
- Hi. 'Sup, Eric? - Good: Great.
Good slash great.
- You're finally here now, Eric. - Yeah, it's a hoot.
- Being here? - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Eric, how many balls do you prefer to have on your hat?
- Well, I'd guess two. - Two balls?
Yeah, one in each direction. So right and left.
Upwards... should also exist.
- How many balls? - Three.
How funny, Eric, that you'd mention all this about keeping three balls on your hat.
Because it's namely time to play 'three balls on your hat'!
Now that the hats have arrived, everything should be a bit clearer.
Eric, you've got a letter behind you which you can read.
"Place three of your balls on your head with a ball-catcher."
"And keep all three there. Once you've placed a ball, you must shout 'ball'."
"You may not step outside the circle, release your ball-catcher--"
"--place a ball in someone else's hat, or touch a ball with your hand."
- "Fastest wins." - Yes.
So, you'll be wearing these grabbers...
And you'll take your own balls and place them on your hat.
Once you've placed a ball, you have to say 'ball'.
First to three wins. We'll keep going, so that everyone gets a point.
Are you ready? Let's go, then.
Go ahead with placing your balls. Remember, three is the magic number.
- I've got no idea. - Ball.
One ball for Nour.
- Ball! - Ball for Torbjörn and Marie.
- And Eric's got a ball. - Two for Marie.
- Two for Nour. Two for Eric. - Lotta dropped her first one.
- I've got three balls. - Three for Eric. Nour made it first.
Eric sits down.
Torbjörn sits down. Lotta's got one ball.
Marie has two balls.
Marie's heading for her third ball.
Three balls! Could you imagine!
And that's how we play three balls on your hat!
We've probably gotta clean this up. See you in a bit.
Our participants have just tried to place three balls on a hat--
--with somewhat mixed results. How'd the points distribute?
Lotta finished up last. One point.
Two for Marie, three for Torbjörn, four for Eric and five for Nour.
What's up next, then?
It's time for the panel to get in front of the camera and serve up some highlights.
- A gaming chair! I don't know anything about gaming. - Oh no.
"Record a livestream highlight-reel."
Wow, lot of nifty words.
"Most entertaining livestream highlight reel wins."
"Start your recording by ringing the bell."
"You have 30 minutes."
- "Your time starts..." - "...now."
I don't want to ring it now, then.
Yes, the goal was to create a livestream highlight reel.
That is, a selection of particular clips from a longer live broadcast.
And you were allowed to design your livestream however you wanted.
Oh, dear god. Can't let this gang run amok unsupervised, can you?
Who's first to go on air?
That would be two people who I usually like to call: Nour and Marie.
I usually call Nour Marie and Marie Nour. It's a bit silly.
Hey! What's up, guys? This is Nour El Refai.
Y'know, everyone's been asking me about my skincare routine.
Step 1: Hydration. Dehydrate the eyes.
There. These had salt on them. That's not great.
Hi! Oh, fun.
Welcome to my ASMR-livestream, gutterbrains.
Now, we've got... I can't think of...
This is the "best of"...
Tinkerbell weiners? Alright.
I've got a paid partnership going on with olive oil.
If you don't have that, because you're poor, you can never have this skin.
Dabbing it onto the T-zone. There, that's enough.
That means it's time for sound number four.
Hey, guys! I have to apologize for saying poor people exist.
Olive oil's gotten in touch. It's okay to be different.
Time for sound number eight.
I'll have a small beer... ah, that's good.
Mom! Can I get this one?
I'm using a terrific foundation.
Perfect skin. It works on every type of skin.
Makes you look so skinny.
Oh god, that's disgusting. Ow, ow, ow!
You take a small shower after jogging, the beach and so on.
Like, I don't even know what 'ableism' is.
What, like, am I gonna get cancelled because I don't know a word? Mom!
Sound 56!
Olive oil has gotten in touch, and would like to state that of course, all bodies are allowed.
And all appearances are welcome.
The winner of this top list, which you're all dying to hear.
Troll...in a breeze.
Hey, guys. Olive oil's gotten in touch and they've cancelled their partnership.
Which means that I've got, like, zero income this month.
So you can Swish me, to support my business--
--in order for me to keep creating meaningful content.
It's rough in the partnership industry. You lost your sponsor, there.
Yeah, they're, like--so PC.
- Marie, can you explain what ASMR is? - No.
They're those kinds of near-sound illustrations.
Exactly, you make cozy sounds that people enjoy listening to.
- I enjoyed troll in a breeze. - Yeah, that one's nice.
It's very nice. I put a lot of faith in it.
- Who's next to drift down the stream? - That would be our dear friends, Eric and Lotta.
Hi. My name's Eric.
I'm here to talk about family today.
About what family does to you, and about the way one thinks about family.
Welcome to Family.
Mom, dad, siblings! I hate you!
Ah! I'm gonna feed you gross food!
A warm welcome to my lovely showreel.
Honey? ...This old nuisance.
We can easily solve this using a small hairbrush. Ah, men!
It feels so nice to meet someone outside the family.
Someone who really understands me. Who lets me be who I am.
Honey!
Gotta have the right swish of the wrist.
You're such a good listener. What did you say?
Absolutely.
Honey!
Great. There's a target audience for this?
I'm Eric's soul.
He's made the right choices throughout his life.
That's when I discovered I wasn't narcoleptic at all.
- I was just very tired. - Honey!
Mom's household tricks are incredible.
Come on, honey.
I'm Eric's brother.
I picked an entirely different path. I'm much more artistic.
It's so easy to imagine. It was me the whole time.
Remember that.
One of the most common questions is: Do you have to have a tasseled carpet?
No, of course you can have a carpet without tassels.
You could be single, too.
Don't forget the most important part. The swish of the wrist!
Thank you, dears. I've noticed that I've constantly had a record number of viewers.
That feels wonderful for me in my struggle to keep going.
Don't forget to like and subscribe.
You can always drop a message on any of my social media.
Which includes TikTok, WeshWash, HeshPosh, Lill Punt, Unn and Paesh.
- Eric, what did we just see? - A stream of consciousness...
...from a person who's scared and sad, but sometimes happy, too.
A regular person, to put it plainly.
I think that a person who enjoys straight carpet-tassels is more sensible.
Yeah, plainly. As a matter of fact.
But the scene that takes place between you and the styrofoam head is incredibly moving.
It was stupendously hard to record. You can tell from the result.
- Your co-star didn't give you much to work with. - No, it was dead.
- What kind of person are you?! - The Royal Dramatic Theatre. He's...
Was all of this already in your head? This was just something to be released?
- I want to move within taboos. - Through taboos? Alright.
- Just one to go then, huh? - Yes, a young and cool guy...
...with his eye on the ball, who's here to stream that hip new game: Yahtzee.
I'm speaking, of course, of YahtzeeBoy95.
What's up, YouTube? This is YahtzeeBoy95.
The gaming channel for all you gaming lovers out there!
Today, it's game on. Yes, you guessed it: Ya-Ya-Yahtzee!
Can I get 100 subscribers before this minute's passed?
If I do, I'm gonna do something crazy: A ladder in Yahtzee from a ladder. Crazy, right?!
Yahtzee!
Thank you so much, Marie. No, Eric, I'm not single.
What?! I can't believe it! Craziest thing! Pair of ones!
It's great to see everyone typing in the chat. Now, watch this--I'm about to do something crazy.
If I get a full house in Yahtzee, I'm going to give my mom...a full house.
A house for my fucking mother! That is--I mean, of course, my lovely mother.
She's the...she's a bitch. No, slight correction. My mom is not a bitch. She's incredible.
Glad to see so many of you. Nour El Refai writes:
"Is there YahtzeeBoy95-merch?" No, Nour, there is not.
But how about this? If I get one four, two twos and two threes on my next roll--
--you can get my very own merch which will later make it to shelves, Nour.
Are you ready?
What?! I got it! You're kidding me!
You're gonna get my merch, Nour El Re-Re-Refai.
You're gonna get it when you least expect it, bruh!
Thanks to you, I can do it: A ladder from a ladder!
Let's go!
I've never wanted to deceive anyone. I need you to know that.
Yahtzee, yahtzee, yahtzee!
Alright, everyone. That's all from YahtzeeBoy95, signing off for this stream.
Don't forget to subscribe and like! Bruh!
Right, well. It doesn't seem like you're exactly claiming ownership of this right now.
- It went on for so long, though. - What a blissful flow.
- Wonderful to get to participate. - Yeah, thanks for watching.
Right, then, the time has come for me to get to cast my judgement.
Which means one point for Eric. A touch too artistic.
- Not a lot of livestream-vibe. - No, I can see that.
Lotta, two points. Your rug-theme was a bit too rugged.
Simple as that. Not very livestream.
Three points for Marie, who gave us a tingling ASMR-experience.
Nour, four points. A well-aimed influencer-pastiche, I have to say.
But I think one of you knew a little bit more about this genre.
- Five points for Torbjörn. - It was worth it!
And Torbjörn, you had something for Nour, didn't you?
Nour, you did win a contest in the livestream...
It's YahtzeeBoy merch? Oh my god!
- How do I look? Let me see. - There we have it.
- I want one, too. - Right, then. What's our next test?
The time has come for yet another team test.
One team consists of Nour, Torbjörn and Lotta...
And Eric and Marie will be supported by former contestant Olof Wretling.
The test in question pertains to a root vegetable.
I can't divulge more than that. The rest will be revealed right now.
- It's a red dot. - Correct.
- David! - Hullo.
That one's nice to pop in the oven.
- It's a tuber. - A turnip.
- It is? - Yeah.
"Build a bridge over the center of the marking and place the rutabaga in the middle."
It's a rutabaga. It's not a turnip. Do-over, cut--it's not a turnip.
"The rutabaga may not be stuck in place."
"If anything touches the mark, you have to put everything back--"
"--and go back to the drawing board."
Whichever team balances their rutabaga at the highest elevation wins."
"You have 20 minutes. Your time starts now."
Here, the teams were supposed to build a bridge across the marked spot.
You were to balance a rutabaga, not a turnip, at some point across it.
Nothing could touch the marking. If it did, you had to reset everything.
And, with that, go back to the drawing board.
- This does make me a bit curious. - Curiosity killed the cat, Babben...
But I'll keep you waiting for just a minute.
As right now, it's time to take a short break.
Welcome back.
We're about to kick off a team test where the goal is to build a bridge--
--then balance a bus across the highest point of that bridge.
Exactly. No time to lose. Here's Marie, Eric and Olof Wretling.
Like, I'm thinking... we need to get high up.
Yeah, look here! Look, Olof. We'll use that and the ladder.
If anything ever touches the red, I'll blow my whistle.
Then you have to go back to the drawing board and reset everything.
- I'll get the mirror too. Oh! - You're standing on it, now. No touching!
We have to get back to the drawing board. You touched the red.
Please reset everything and get back to the drawing board.
- Please reset everything. - We can't use it again?
Yes, but you have to clear it away.
Reset everything and go back to the drawing board.
- I'll get by the drawing board. - Good.
- Let's get that, then. - Same deal. I'll get...
- Wait, hang on! Stop! - This is the exciting bit.
It's always coming down...
We'll erect it without the rutabaga. Eric, move up.
Yup, I'll handle this. How...?
- Eric, move up. - Should I already be on that?
- Do I try throwing it in, then? - No, that's not going to work.
I know! Can't I be on the balcony?
- No, no, no. - No!
- Alright, I get the idea. - Stick up.
- If you need help, just say. - And up...
- No! We can put it back up again. - I'll get it. Hold it steady.
- Alright, now I can get it in here. - Let's go.
- And we start to climb... - You need your biceps for this.
Watch out, now.
- I think we're happy with that. - Yeah, we're happy there.
- Good! - Great.
- Incredible. - Got that recorded.
Team! Team! Team!
- Thank you, David. - Terrific job. Nice.
Eric and Marie, how'd this work out?
- Good. - Yeah, really. It went phenomenally.
There was a small fiasco, but that was very quickly forgotten.
Cute, Eric. You're so cute with a team.
- What was it like, cooperating with Olof? - Loud.
You do actually have the lowest voice out of everyone in this test.
- That's a victory in itself. - Yes, the rest are tenors and castratis.
- Let's take a look at the other team, shall we? - We certainly shall. Here they are.
Nour, look at this. This. This is what we're working with.
To make it as tall as possible. After that, we'll get some planks over it.
- Why does it have to be tall? Ah, I haven't understood... - The rutabaga has to balance.
- But why as tall as possible? - That's what it says.
- Tallest balanced rutabaga. - I get it, then.
- We can't touch. - No, no touching that.
I was just thinking the pipe's easier. If we drop it down a pipe.
- It won't spill out, then. - Damn good thinking, Nour!
- Don't touch the mark. - Oh, careful.
I'm not totally convinced. You guys?
If we just build a bridge here. There--we've got a bridge, now.
Now we can take a super long thing. Just super long. Dun, dun, dun...
Where the rutabaga rests in something. Let's build a really long stick.
After that, we'll get a bowl to put it in.
If we just get a ton of these and make a really long stick with a bowl on it.
- Yeah, that'll be tall. - Yeah, exactly. There.
It was supposed to be tall.
Wonderful to see two different tape techniques meet.
- Eleven minutes left. - There.
Try adding the rutabaga.
- Watch the mark! - That's right.
Hang on, hang on, hang on! Hold it carefully.
Ah, you...don't be rough.
- We're done. - This is super tall.
- The center-center? Right, then. - Great.
I've been thinking about this. It feels like Babben might say something.
- What do you think about the work you did here? - Great. According to the letter exactly.
- Both were correct. - Both are approved.
- Was it taller than the others'? - I'm a bit skeptical.
If we start with Marie, Eric and Olof's construction--
--it ended up at 649 centimeters above the red mark.
Almost 6.5 meters. But Lotta, Nour and Torbjörn's rutabaga ended up at...
...490 centimeters above the mark. A bit lower. A bit lower.
- Three points for Marie and Eric. - Wonderful.
But anything can happen and everything can change, because it's time for the finale.
Yes, we've reached the finale here at Bäst i Test.
Our contestants are wearing a helmet with a tiny bell on top.
And are blindfolded, so I'll help you by reading the letter for you.
"Ding someone else's bell without anyone else dinging yours."
"If anyone else dings your bell, you're eliminated."
"Last one standing wins. Your time starts on David's cue."
We'll start by spreading out.
Get yourselves into a position where you think you'll be left alone.
And the contest starts now.
And we're off. Once again, the goal is to ding someone else's bell...
...without anyone else dinging your own bell.
- Where's your head?! - We've gotten into a dicey position.
Ladies, careful. Careful.
That was incredibly dangerous, and now this is incredibly dangerous.
It's Marie, isn't it?! She's so damn persistent!
- There's some ropes over there, Marie. - Oh man, I'm getting carsick.
Whoa, whoa! That was close. And that was close!
- Torbjörn is dinged. - No!
And you're welcome to back on out of this mess. You're allowed to look.
And let's continue.
Whoa, whoa, whoa...
Nour... Nour's dinged. Nour is dinged.
- God dammit! - And we'll keep going.
There's a slight 'the zombie horde returns' vibe to this, actually.
Listen...oh!
She's so rough!
- Gently...ding carefully. - Yeah, come on.
- Yeah, that's good. - Ow!
That's good, Marie. Keep going, Marie.
Marie's dinged. Marie is dinged.
And go ahead.
- Now we've got these two, slightly passive. - They've got their characteristic style.
Very specific to this sport.
There, there. You're close now. Come on!
You're close now! Come on, Lotta!
- Yes! Good, Eric! - Lotta's dinged!
Come on down and let's figure out who won tonight's show.
Well, this was revitalizing, wasn't it? Got some points to distribute?
Yes indeed. Torbjörn was eliminated first. One point.
Two for Nour. Three for Marie. Four for Lotta.
And five points for Eric Stern.
Which means that as we assemble every point from this evening...
...and assemble them into their respective pile, we find...
In fourth place: Nour El Refai, 16 points.
In third place: Eric Stern, 18 points.
After that, we've got a split second place.
19 points each for Lotta and Marie.
And in first place with 23 points, Torbjörn Averås Skorup!
Yes! This is mine? God, that's good!
- Is it edible? - No, it's fish food.
And what have we learned tonight? Well, a rutabaga isn't a turnip.
Svea Kingdom is rarely the right password.
And a double-doink is harder than one might think.
See you in a week at 20:00 on TV4, or whenever you want on TV4 Play.
- Come on, let's congratulate Torbjörn. - Good job, Torbjörn!
Swedish Text: Johanna Svensson, Iyuno Translation: DangBream