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Una.

Una.

Una...

Hello.

Didn't you say you weren't stoned?

Fuck you!

At least I'm not the only one.

Fuck!

My phone's dead.

I'll take it.

I'll send it to you.

I'm tired of this secrecy.

When I get back tomorrow night,

we won't have to hide anymore.

I'll have broken up with Klara.

We can stop hiding.

Gunni left with the guy he was kissing at the bar.

- He's such a slut sometimes. - I know.

We're on the same flight in the morning.

So the coast will be clear.

You can sleep late.

I'm going to school even if you're not.

And you don't have an iPhone charger.

No, but I have an alarm.

Come on!

Please?

Are you feeling horny?

No, I just want us to...

You're not horny?

No, I...

Okay, so you don't want to fuck me?

Yes, I do, I just...

I'm teasing you.

I want to fuck you, of course. Turn around.

Thank you, I appreciate it!

Did you change your toothbrush?

Yeah, the green and orange one.

So what do I use?

You can use Gunni's.

Yeah, right!

You start.

Where should we go?

I've always wanted to go to the Faroe Islands.

The Faroe Islands?

That's so lame.

It's almost like Iceland. It's like going to the countryside.

It's my choice.

Your turn.

Japan.

Japan's great.

Have you been there?

Shit!

You've been everywhere.

I've only been to Tenerife.

Oh my, we'll change that.

Yes, please.

I just... Lived out of a suitcase for five years.

It was wonderful to see the world.

But I fucking hated Mom and Dad.

I was 14 when we left.

I wouldn’t move abroad, if I ever had teenagers.

It's not good for anyone.

So...

should we make babies?

Now you're taking it too far.

We need to get some sleep.

I don't want to be late for school.

And you have to break up with Klara.

Goodnight, my love.

Goodnight.

WHEN THE LIGHT BREAKS

Fuck!

- You're graduating from what school? - MS.

- And you? - MR.

Going downtown?

Yeah, everybody's downtown, partying.

Nice.

What are you drinking?

White wine.

What?

White wine.

Ok...

You're honoring us with your presence?

Sorry.

Nice shoes.

Let's thank Una for this unexpected performance.

Back to you guys. -This is a social study

about how people relate to and impact one another.

We work with expired double tape,

so this is a green performance, not a material waste.

Which makes a nice contrast.

It gives it a certain depth.

Okay. The stage is yours.

He, he, she, she, they...

Did you hear the news?

No.

A big accident in the car tunnel.

What?

My phone is dead.

Do you have an iPhone charger?

Sorry, I have a Samsung.

No problem.

Jane.

Is there a chance you have an iPhone charger?

No.

But I know Gloria has a battery pack and a cable in her studio.

I'm sure you can borrow it if you want to.

Yeah, that'll be great.

It's ridiculous.

The fees get higher every year.

And in between semesters.

Yeah.

That's not your problem anymore.

No. Thank God.

So what's next?

When I graduate?

Well...

- Travel. - Nice. Where?

- Japan. - That's awesome.

Have you seen this?

No, what?

- Shit, is this the accident? - Yeah.

Emergency services have confirmed

that there are over 10 dead.

Many more are in a critical condition,

and there are still people missing in the tunnel.

All Reykjavik's hospitals are full,

causing a state of emergency

and casualties are being airlifted elsewhere...

Hi.

Is something wrong?

Have you spoken to Diddi?

He was flying up west. I thought you both were.

The flight was cancelled.

Okay.

So he...

borrowed my car...

What are you saying?

He borrowed your car?

The police just called.

My car might have been in the tunnel when the explosion...

So maybe Diddi...

No, no.

Yes.

- That doesn't make sense... - The police said so.

That doesn't mean a thing. Take deep breaths.

This is Diddi. Please leave a message.

Why don't you answer the fucking phone?

I've been calling and calling.

Please just call me.

Everyone is worried sick because of the accident.

Just call back.

Fuck!

Bassi. Childhood friend of Gunni and Diddi.

Una. I'm in the band with them. -I know. I've seen you play.

Hi.

Hi, I'm at the trauma centre. Where are you?

I'll be right there.

I just heard that Rikki got a ride with Diddi.

Neither is answering his phone.

Everything's fucked up because of the accident.

All available firefighters, police, and rescue units are at the scene.

Smoke divers are at work

but the conditions are difficult.

The tunnel is still on fire, and there is a lot of smoke and heat.

The number of dead is still rising,

making it the deadliest traffic accident in the country's history.

The emergency phone lines are almost overwhelmed.

People should refrain from calling as it can hamper rescue efforts.

The Red Cross is providing information and trauma support.

One step at a time. We don't know anything yet.

Good morning.

Just down the hallway to the right you'll find a colleague of mine.

I'm going to sign in.

Go find Siggi.

What a fucking mess!

Hi. I'm Siggi.

Una.

Have you heard anything?

Not really.

It seems they've just started talking to people.

They're still rescuing people out of the tunnel.

But there are more and more deaths.

Dear friend.

I'm going to the hospital.

Rikki's there.

He's alive.

That's the only thing I've heard.

I just wanted to let you know.

I'm going.

I don't understand.

Her brother was in the car with Diddi.

So that's good news.

Very good news.

I'm so sorry, sweetheart.

My love.

I guess this isn't the right time, but...

when did you start smoking?

Really?

My friend just died and you're asking me about smoking?

Stop the car.

- Stop, I'm getting out! - Sorry, you're right. Let's go home.

I'm sorry.

That was clumsy of me.

I'm so sorry, my love.

I'm really sorry, my love.

Aren't you hungry?

Shall we get a bite?

I'm not hungry.

Are you sure?

You have to eat something.

We could grab a hotdog.

Damn, this is good!

Listen.

Don't tell your mom we stopped here.

I'm supposed to be on this raw-food diet with her.

A deal?

I won't tell about the hotdogs if you don't tell about the smoking?

I'm still your father so you can't compare the two.

We're both supposed to be grown-ups, right?

That's true.

- I'm getting another hotdog! - Yeah?

And you?

I've been calling you constantly.

I know. I'm sorry.

You just vanished.

I couldn't cope with it.

Where are you?

With my dad.

He picked me up.

Did you get my message?

Yes.

Can you meet me, please?

Yes.

Please!

Of course. Where are you?

Hi.

My condolences.

Thanks.

A drink?

A beer, please.

- Where's Gunni? - He's smoking outside.

I've just realized that I have the evening shift...

Sweetheart, I'll cover that.

- Thank you. - No problem.

Stoli, Diddi's favourite.

On the house.

Cheers to Diddi.

To Diddi.

He stopped drinking beer because of his "gluten allergy".

But he never stopped eating...

pizza.

I've never lost anyone before.

What about you?

Well, just my grandparents.

But they were old, so...

This is completely different.

Poor Klara must be devastated.

They were the perfect couple.

Made for each other.

Don't you think so?

I have no idea what to say to poor Klara.

What can I say?

I...

I don't know.

Shit! There she is.

Who?

Klara.

She flew to Reykjavik when Diddi was still missing.

I have to give her a hug.

Give me a beer.

Yeah, here you go.

And a shot.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

Chill on the drinking. You're covering my shift tonight.

You chill. I never work sober.

You've met before, right?

Hi.

- My condolences. - Thank you.

A toast to Diddi?

Yes, thank you.

Before the toast,

Una should tell us about Diddi's art performance?

- No. - Come on!

What?

It's hilarious.

How?

Haven't you heard?

No.

Diddi and I have been having performance classes at the art school.

Everybody had to put on a performance.

Diddi had no idea what he'd do,

but everyone had to do something.

He put a table and chair in front of the class.

With a bottle of vodka.

Stoli?

Yes, a bottle of Stolichnaya.

And he just started drinking.

Shot after shot after shot...

and he didn't stop.

He puked. Then he kept on drinking.

Then he puked again.

And he didn't stop until he passed out.

It was the first performance of the day.

9 o'clock on a Tuesday morning.

A toast to Diddi.

To Diddi.

Cheers.

I just wanted to tell you.

I know why Diddi was in a hurry to go up west.

He told me when I lent him the car.

So...

I don't know what to say.

I just don't know what to do.

What am I doing here?

What do you mean?

I lost my boyfriend. She didn't.

I feel stupid for being jealous that people feel sorry for her, and not me.

I completely understand what you're saying.

But we all lost him.

Klara doesn't know a thing, and it's fucked up.

Don't say anything to her. It would only make things worse.

You understand that?

- Una. - I can't deal with this.

I think I have to leave.

Come with me.

We can ditch these ridiculous people and go somewhere else.

It's true.

Come to the memorial service.

Please.

For me.

For me.

I never knew what he did.

His performance art.

He'd been quite anxious about it.

Well, I guess it wasn't one of his proudest moments.

I was looking forward to him coming home after graduation.

This long-distance relationship was hard on us.

I just wanted him home.

I have to admit I got a bit jealous when a girl joined Diddi's band.

Especially as you're so beautiful.

Then he told me that you're a dyke, so I calmed down.

I'm not a lesbian.

I'm pan.

My last love was a guy.

I'm going out to smoke. I'll be back.

Let's be together. - I will see you in a bit.

Can I bum a cigarette?

Don't worry.

I've studied art a bit.

But concept art...

I think it's bullshit.

That's your opinion.

Performance art is the worst.

Sometimes it's funny, but it's mostly embarrassing.

Calling it art...

I don't know.

So, I'm getting a degree in bullshit?

How is that art, Diddi blacking out from drinking?

So you don't think experiences can be art?

I was talking to Diddi.

He tried to explain a performance you did in front of this church.

Okay.

You were teaching people to fly.

How can anyone fly?

I didn't get it.

Stand here.

- This requires total focus. - Okay.

Right in the centre.

You have to trust me 100%.

Okay.

Can you see the tower's small windows?

Yes.

Keep your eyes in line with the third from the top.

Imagine you're looking over a square.

The square has steps leading up from both sides.

Then slowly...

you fly up.

This is so weird!

They cut it out.

Then they glue it onto my naked body.

No, just kidding.

When I saw their work...

Shit!

It's really ambitious. -Is it?

You asshole! What the hell are you doing?

I'm calm, I'm calm.

- Chill. - Stop it.

Can we relax a bit?

Siggi, Siggi...

Let it go.

- You asshole! - What are you doing, boy?

You were driving like an asshole!

Stay on the sidewalk, kids. The road is for cars.

Shut up!

- Just go. - You stupid little boy!

Fuck off to suburbia, you entitled prick. -You stupid kid!

Fuck off!

Jerk! Asshole!

Siggi!

You're the asshole. What were you thinking?

Jesus!

Bassi.

So fucking aggressive.

Shouldn't we just stay on the sidewalk?

Now we stop drinking...

and get wasted.

I ate a hotdog earlier. - Really?

I can do that, Mom.

Don't worry about me.

I just wanted to check in with you.

I'm with Gunni and some of his and Diddi's friends.

We went home to one of them.

Just eating, talking...

and drinking beer.

I know.

I promise.

Only seven of you in the class?

Yes, then Hoddi and Lisa moved away.

So we were only five students in 10th grade.

Damn, I was drunk!

So beautiful.

The cutest couple.

Always.

Shit, I was so drunk!

What was the deal with Diddi's jacket?

Ugliest jacket ever.

I miss him so much.

My dear Klara.

I know.

Let go of me!

Una, listen to me.

Go away.

Go away!

Constantly traveling. -Really?

Always posting about it.

Una, come here.

Una.

Come, come here...

- See you tomorrow. Love you. - Love you too.

- Remember to drink water. - Not a chance.

Thank you for everything.

You too.

- See you. - Let's stay in touch.

It'll be so strange to wake up tomorrow.

Do you know what you'll do?

Any plans?

No.

No idea.

I guess I'll just fly home or something.

I don't know.

And you?

I have no idea.

It's like...

Diddi is the sun and we're saying goodbye.