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...with my two wings

I believe in everything I hear But not what I say

I'll put away my charm Before everything falls apart

I always try to put out the flame But I can't enjoy...

FOUR WEEKS LATER

Trøndelag will have wind from northwest and be partly cloudy.

Nordland and Troms will have wind from north and gales on the coast.

Changing clouds and rain...

HAVE A NICE DAY, SISTER!

-Hello. -Hi.

-How are you? -Good.

Did you sleep? No?

Do you know what happened this weekend?

Me and the Crème de la Crème people went to this Tinder cabin.

When we got there, all the boys were fucking creepy.

Proper afterski rats. They were fucking old as well.

They said they were 20, but they were at least 30. Maybe 40.

They were so drunk and wanted us to join the jacuzzi naked.

-We didn't join of course. -That's so fucking creepy, Kaia.

Yeah, but they didn't force us.

We just had a lot of free drinks and chilled.

That's very nice.

Yeah, until they came back in

and one of them acted like a lunatic.

He got hung up on that we had stolen their stuff

and was nagging about his watch.

It got a bit tense, so we had to get out of there.

So we called Kai Roger.

-No! -Yeah, but...

-Not Krona! -We had to.

-Holy shit. -We had no choice.

-They wanted to fight us. -You always have a choice, Kaia.

-For fucks sake! -So aggressive.

I want it gone! Forever.

Ok, well done!

We'll start on the choreography assignment.

Two and two. You'll make the choreography yourself.

-Do we get grades? -Yes.

But I'll emphasis on effort and co-operation this time.

-I'll pick the couples. -We need to be a couple.

Milo you'll go with Oskar. Kaia and Elsa.

Theo and Siri. Kristin and Alvilde.

-Dammit. -Henrik and Frida.

-Sebastian and Martin. -You'll be fine.

Ingeborg, Ingrid. Silje, Kess. Torjus, Amund. And Anna and Gry.

Can you relax? You're whining like a locomotive.

-Come on. -It's a bad idea.

-What do you mean? It's cool. -No.

-What's up with you? -Nothing. What about you?

-I'm chilling. -Are you?

Yeah. I'm just moral support.

Moral support? What do you mean? You want this as much as me.

I also want to play a gig to win back Ylva.

Kip, are you serious?

I don't play live, so find someone else.

No one else has their own bar.

-It's not my bar. -You know what I mean.

Where are you going?

My parents have to die for the bar to be mine.

-That's fine. -Don't joke about that.

Just ask them.

Nope. We don't have enough songs.

-Me and Kip have loads of beats. -No.

-Can you help me? -It's weird that you're so against it

when you begged to make something with us.

-With me. -Whatever. Are we a duo or not?

-Exactly. You're a duo. -We can become a trio.

No, thanks.

Doors closing.

-You have stage fright anyway. -You do too.

-But who's trying to convince me? -That's true.

-Do you not have any ambitions? -Ground floor.

"You"? I'm on your side. I want to face my fear, Isak.

Do you want to stay here forever?

There's two types of people in the world.

People at Lillehammer and everyone else. Who do you want to be?

Everyone else? What do you mean? People playing gigs?

Lillehammer is nice. They had the Olympics in 1994...

I give up. Who's side are you on?

Can't you just realise that you're not good enough?

Not good enough?

...nice I say

You created a reality

"Do you have enough biscuits for all that cheese?"

And what did she say?

I should have said: "I think we have enough."

Sorry, we're a bit late.

I thought I could show you something.

OK?

What do you think?

Fine.

Just fine?

Yeah... I have some ideas we can try out.

OK. Go ahead.

-What? -I don't see the point

in making something new when I already have a choreography.

-If it was better, then... -Better?

It was basic.

If it's so easy, then do it.

-Elise? The music. -Yes.

Elise! Elise! The music.

-It was wrong. -Just let me go through it.

You're messing up the two-step.

And it's left based, not right.

And this isn't two-step, but...

Listen to the boy who didn't show up on time.

At least I have a dance.

Sure. You're proud of that.

Hey, relax. He worked on it for a long time.

-It's for an audition. -Yes. Thank you.

-What audition? -Flow.

It's a dance school in case you didn't know.

I know what Flow is. I'm going there too.

OK. Congratulations.

Nope, I'm done with this.

-Oskar annoys the hell out of me. -What did he do now?

He brought his girlfriend to practise and she just sat on her phone.

If I had a girlfriend, I would have done the same.

-Ylva? -Why not?

-How is that going? -I'm working on it.

How are you working on it?

I drop some hints here and there. Subtle.

You can't be subtle.

-Yes, I can. -No.

"Ylva, do you like my jumper? Do you like my hair?

Should we go to the party and say hi to Ylva?"

Should we talk about Oskar instead? Is that better?

It's not the same.

In what way?

Because yours is love and mine is hate.

If you say so.

I didn't mean to do that.

-What? -I don't know. Pick and choose.

-I've got more. -Are you joking?

But seriously, Kaia. She's been single for a month.

You haven't done shit.

You know what? Yolo.

-Yolo? -Yes.

Yolo.

OK.

I'll just do it.

Do what?

-Hi. -Hi.

I don't want to be your friend.

OK?

-Did you com here just to say that? -Yeah, or...

I like you.

As in, I like you.

Hi.

No.

Should we take it from the top again?

Yes.

-From where? -Just start at the top.

-Hi. -Hi.

Hi.

-How are you? -I'm good.

-I fell asleep on the bus yesterday. -What else is new?

Again, so the bus driver had to wake me up.

Well...

You haven't been to the sushi place we talked about?

No, not yet.

It's probably nice.

Yeah, but...

Yeah, but I have to...

-I have to fix something. -Sure.

Fuck it.

All I ever wanted was for you...

Is it so fucking hard just to ask?

I don't get it. I won't stop nagging...

-Fine. I'll ask. -Was it that fucking hard?

Hi!

-Hi. -Kip, can I borrow you for a second?

Just go ahead. I'll be there. What's up?

...time I'll go home

Shit, that was so nice.

I just felt that there's something missing.

I'm very unsure about the bridge.

Yeah... I think the bridge was really nice,

but maybe you could do something about the roids?

-You can add some slides. -Yeah.

That would be really cool.

So it's a love song.

-I wouldn't call it that. -You wouldn't?

What?

Isn't it?

-No, I'm being serious. -Fine.

So it's not a love song about...?

But... It's not what you think.

-It's not. -No, sure.

No, but should we fix...

Five, six, seven and...

This isn't working.

-Should we change the choreography? -No, I just suck today.

You don't suck.

Your worst is still better than my best.

Are you fishing for compliments now?

You manage to turn everything around. It's impressive stuff.

No.

OK, look.

-OK, what are you doing? -I'm dancing like you.

-I don't dance like that. -You do.

If I dance like that, you dance like this.

No!

What more do I do?

-Like this? -Yes. It's just for twerk.

-It is. -It's a bit true.

Are you ready?

Yes.

Let's go, Milo!

Five, six, seven and...

Can you be quiet, man? I'm trying to listen.

Hi! Can you stop fucking touching everything? I'm trying to listen.

Relax.

What...

What did you and Ylva talk about?

Fuck. I think they said no. I knew it. Dammit.

Come on. Answer me.

Oh my days! Can you stop talking about Ylva 24/7?

-Do you know who you remind me of? -Who?

You remind me of that boy from primary school.

The one who got obsessed with trains after his mom died.

-Thomas the tank engine? -Yeah. His name wasn't even Thomas.

No one knew his name, because people got sick of him. Ylva is your train.

-But what did you talk about? -She showed me a song.

-What type of song? -A love song.

-About me? -Who else?

OK, so she's not over me then.

Yeah. Thank you for letting me listen. I loved it.

Really cool rhymes and great production.

-Thank you. -Nice.

-So you want to play here? -Yes, very much.

I'm thinking that we'll give you one evening.

And you have to play for the door.

What does that mean?

You won't get paid unless you make profit.

The event will be private, so you need to invite everyone you know.

OK? And it will be alcohol-free, of course.

Mum, then no one will show up. That won't work.

It has to work, because y'all are underage.

-Is that fine? Do we have a deal? -Yes.

Yeah.

Great.

-And you have to clean up. -Yes, we'll do it together.

Lovely. Thank you!

-Yes, man! We got it. -I got it.

How many people can we have in here? We need to fill it.

-300 max. -What should we fix first?

I have no idea. Lights?

Hi. Can we meet up in Søndre park?

I want to talk to you.

Hi!

Oh my God! So not elegant!

Why did you run so fucking fast?

Why did you run so fucking fast?

No, Kaia! Shit!

No.

I made a song.

-Can I hear it? -Yes.

I think that one's correct.

-I wrote the lyrics yesterday. -Yeah?

And then... I don't know if it's good.

But I thought about you. I'm getting very embarrassed.

Stop it! Just let me hear it.

Late August Have a sip of wine

Kisses cold and I

High shoulders Sunkissed skin

Take me through the lie

Autumn leaves surrounding us

Romance slowly Getting colder and older

Do you still Want to be with me now

Oh, I see just the face...

Hands or thighs Oh no

Cold tea Hands warm

Warm feelings and alcohol...

Subtitles: Silje Amanda Sæbø