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Based on the Dutch film "Achste Groepers Huilen Niet"

KICK IT!

Yeah!

Anja scores!

What a goal!

The score is now 3 all.

Who's going to win?

Pay attention!

Get it, Lisa!

-Red card! -Come on!

-Yeah! -Goal!

That goal doesn't count! She bumped me! Free kick to us!

Are you all right, Lisa? My God.

-She slipped. It was her own fault. -Yeah, right.

Pulling someone by the hair means a free kick, Jonas Berg.

Bumping someone also means a free kick, Anja Solbakken.

-Moron. -It's okay.

Weepy girls with long hair are useless football players.

What about you, moron? Having to take year seven again? That's pretty dumb.

-What's the score, Lars? -4-3 and a free kick to your team.

It's 3 all. The last goal doesn't count, m-m-moron!

-Get a grip. -Very funny. Ha ha.

He hates to lose. He'd rather die. That's really stupid.

I'm never going to play again. I'm useless.

You're not. Just watch out for my signals, and everything will be fine.

Anja, check this out.

There's Jonas' head, that's the ball, and you're slamming it into the net.

Good morning, everyone!

Jonas, put that phone away. Last warning, and I mean it.

On the football pitch today, what was all that about?

Some people play so badly they have to cheat to win.

I don't get it. Football's a team game and you want to win the tournament.

We're going to beat them all. We're going to win!

But to do that you have to play as a team!

What do you say, Jonas? Looking forward to the tournament?

-There'll just be a lot of bumping. -Bumping?

Like this, Ina.

OK, I get it.

Let's see now...

To bump...

-Anja! -Bumping...

Bumped...have bumped.

Brilliant. A new verb for shoving someone aside with your bum.

Pity I don't play football. I would have been an expert bumper.

-You can win without being aggressive. -We're not going to win anyway.

-Why is that? -Because we've got girls on our team.

That's discrimination, you can't say that. Girls can be good at football.

-I'm going to become a professional. -Girls can play football too.

Just go and do your stupid drawings with your g-g-girlfriend!

-That's none of your business. -Anja. Please sit down.

Come on, Jonas, tell us. Why do you think girls can't play football?

-They're different. -Because they've got tits.

Flat-chested girls are just as useless at football.

Actually, Anja scored three goals today, flat chest and all.

Okay, that's enough of that.

Now you're approaching the end of Elementary School, it's time to work.

I'm sure it's going to be six months you'll remember all your lives...

We have lots to look forward to. Summer camp and...

-Why isn't Ina married? -Oh, please...! You drive me crazy.

-Why are girls obsessed with that? -What's up, Jonas?

Have you guys never been in love before?

-What's up? How are you? -I'm good.

-Jonas! -Your mum.

- I have to go. -Bye. See you.

Typical. A new guy joins the class, and it has to be a dork like Jonas.

Too bad for you he's not some romantic prince you could flirt with.

-Where does Jonas live? -Don't know. I won't be going there.

Jonas is a real dork. He says girls can't play football.

-But girls can play football. -You have to eat something.

You need food with all the football you're playing.

No, really!

-What's this? - I don't know.

-You're getting bruises all the time. -That happens when you play football.

Hey you two! That dog's going to be waddling instead of walking soon.

-A bit of fish is good for him. -Enjoy taking him for a waddle.

A bit of Omega-3.

-Seen bigger ones? -Yes.

-Oh shit! -Even better.

That's the way you're supposed to look.

-Give that back! -Come on, then!

Jonas! Enough is enough. Give me that.

-It was Anja who... -No. You've had plenty of warnings.

-But Mum was going to call... -We'll see after school. Sit down.

Now you can get on with your work.

At the end of the lesson we'll sum up to see how you're doing.

REVENGE! BEHIND THE SCHOOL. YOU AGAINST ME

-Brought some back-up, have you? -And who's that? Your fan club?

-No! -That's good!

-Lovely! Oh, shit! -No!

-Bloody hell, come on! -Don't!

-Good! -Come on, Anja!

-Seriously! You can't lose now! -Anja, look out!

You can't lose against a girl one year younger than you! Come on!

No, seriously!

-Shit, this is good! -Watch out!

Jonas! Stop it!

-Jonas started it. -Shut up, you sneak!

Whatever, fighting just isn't on.

I thought you were big enough to know that.

Let me see...

Look... Here.

-Come on. I'll drive you home. -Are you all right?

-Is that yours? -Yes.

-Are you all right? -Yes. Fine.

-Anja... -Thanks.

-My football pendant! -You go, we'll look for it for you.

OK, thanks.

-She was the one who started it. -Go and lie down or something.

Now shake hands.

I've got all day.

Shake hands with Anja, I said.

Wait here.

-I'll get you for this. -Whatever.

I mean it. You're dead!

You're so stupid. You're sick in the head!

-What are you then? -You look like a deadbeat.

-You are a deadbeat. -You're ugly. Ugly as sin.

You look like a dork. And you are a dork.

You bastard.

Anja! Come here!

I'm so sorry for this. Thanks for driving her home.

Anja...!

I don't know what to say.

There must be a better answer than beating each other up.

Let me have a look. OK, we're off to the doctor.

-No... -Yes, to A&E. Get some tissues.

Lean your head back.

They asked if I bruise easily and get lots of nosebleeds.

Then they did lots of tests and stuck a syringe this big in me.

Were you scared, Lisa?

What if we don't get into the same school? We'll never see each other.

That won't happen, I promise. We're best friends and always will be.

Right? Come on, Lisa. Cool kids don't cry.

Says you, who gets all weepy for nothing.

You hit Anja so hard she had to go to the doctor yesterday.

-Hi. -Hi. Did you find my pendant?

OK.

Hey... Here.

Here.

-Do you have a pen I can borrow? -Sure.

"I think you're cute. What do you think of me?" And two hearts!

-What's this? -Something Lars gave me.

He wants to go out with you, I'm sure of it. You like him, right?

-Of course. We're friends. -But do you like him?

-Maybe. -Then you're together.

I don't know why you obsess so much over boyfriends.

Boyfriends give you presents and protect you.

Is Lars going to protect me?

-Against what? -Against idiots like Jonas.

Little Lars protect me against Jonas? I don't need a boyfriend.

Do you think I could become a model when I grow up?

I think I'd be good on the catwalk.

-Hello! -Listen, guys. Hans and I...

...are going to get married?

No, no, much better than that. We're going to coach the class team.

-But you hate football. -Far from it.

I love football. I just don't like aggressive play.

We'll see to it that everything goes as it should.

From now on, bumping, hard tackling, barging and bad language are banned.

Those who break the rules, will get penalty points.

Those with the fewest penalty points are on the team. Yes, Anja?

-Both boys and girls in the team? -Of course.

What would you rather do? Enter a room with a thousand spiders?

Or lick a tramp's belly-button?

Don't you think Ina and Hans make a good couple?

-Listen! What would you have done? -Anja!

Listen... We have to go to the hospital.

Let's see...

We're going to the 4th floor.

ONCOLOGY

What does oncology mean?

Dad?

-What are you looking for, Mum? -My keys.

-You put them in your pocket. -In my pocket? Did 1?

Why are you being so weird? Can't you just tell me what this is about?

-Oh my God! -Anja, stop!

Hello. What's oncology? I need to know for a school project.

Oncology? That means cancer.

It means cancer. That shouldn't be so hard to say.

-Hello. -Hello.

-Doctor Larsen. -Anne Lise.

-Doctor Larsen. -Morten.

You must be Anja?

You can call me Doctor Moustache.

Have I got cancer?

We don't know yet, but we'll find out.

I don't get it. Only old people get cancer.

I'm afraid children can get cancer too.

Am I going to die?

-Have you learnt about percentages? -Hello. I'm just starting Junior High.

Hello. Around 80 percent of all children get well again.

But that means that around 20 percent die.

-Wow. My teacher wouldn't allow that. -You know what? I allow myself.

This is a blood vessel. It's a bit like a highway for your blood.

This is the way healthy blood functions.

These cars are your red blood cells.

They transport oxygen around your body.

These soldiers here represent your white blood cells.

So if you get flu, for example, or measles, they come to your defence.

-You understand what I'm saying? -Yes.

Now and again, some people produce the wrong type of cells.

And these cells...

...find their way into the blood and get in the way of the good cells.

Or, even worse, they chase away the good cells. They're real bad guys.

-But how did they get into my blood? -We don't know.

Inside our bones is something called bone marrow.

That's where these cells are produced.

So I want to take some bone marrow, to see what these bad guys are up to.

-Does it hurt? -No. You'll get an anaesthetic.

You'll be asleep. You won't feel a thing.

Mum... Doctor Moustache is going to take the bad guys out of my blood.

Yes.

Hi.

I want to go home.

Are you tired?

-Hi. -Hi.

Well... As you know, we've had the test results back.

Anja, you have something called leukaemia. So you have cancer.

-Leukaemia? I'd call it leukebummer. -They should call it that.

Anja has a form of cancer called AML, Acute Myeloid Leukaemia.

It's very important that we start treatment as soon as possible.

So starting today, you need to be in this hospital for a while.

No way! There's a football tournament. We have to train.

The sooner we start the treatment, -

- the sooner you can get back on the football pitch.

This is Afida.

Hello, Anja. Like he said, my name is Afida.

-Hello. Anne Lise. -Afida will show you around the ward.

Let's look around a bit, shall we? Come with me.

-Then we can have a chat later. -Yes.

Hello, Kalle!

Listen, everyone. The school has received some very sad news today.

Anja has got cancer. She's got something called leukaemia.

I'm sure you've all got lots of questions.

But first I'm going to read something out to you.

"Dear students."

"You have just learnt that someone in your class has cancer."

"To get a diagnosis of cancer is very difficult to deal with."

“But it's possible to get through it, and it's possible to see" -

- "that this tragedy can have a positive outcome...”

Yeah!

-What's that string of beads? -We call it a cancer necklace.

For every examination or treatment someone has, they get a bead.

Kim here, she's well now, and she's allowed to go home.

Hi, everybody. This is Anja, and she is going to be with us on our ward.

-Today Anja will get her first bead. -Hello.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

-Ina? -Yes?

Is Anja going to d...

If everybody prays for her, she'll get well.

-Hell, no! -Jonas...!

We talked about this, Lisa. Not everyone in class believes in God.

Ina? My grandfather died of cancer.

The thing is, lots of people recover from cancer, and many die from it.

-My cousin had cancer and got well. -How old was she?

She was 13.

It will be a while before Anja is back at school.

What about the Junior High School visits and summer camp?

-And the football tournament? -Yeah, we're really crap without her.

She's okay for a girl.

The tournament is still a long time away.

Let's cross our fingers that Anja's back at school for that.

Listen. We were supposed to have Norwegian now.

But I thought it would be nice if we could make some drawings -

- and write something nice to take to Anja in hospital.

I'm going to draw Anja holding a great big trophy in her hands.

"One day you're bound to win this trophy. Your best friend Lars."

"You're good at fighting, you'll beat this. Come on."

“It's no fun here without you. Your best friend Lisa."”

"Get well soon, or I'll come and bump you out of the hospital."”

Not now?

-Hi. -Hi.

How's it going? How are you feeling?

-That's the chemotherapy. -But I'll get well soon, right?

I miss my friends.

As soon as we get some more soldiers into your blood, they can visit.

I promise. Okay?

Hi, Anja. Something arrived for you. I think it's from your class.

-That's incredibly nice. -1 need something to hang it up with.

Oh, they're really great. "...and bump you out of the hospital. Ina"

"Dear Everyone. I'm fine..."

"Dear Everyone."

"I'm fine..."

That's great. Two hearts.

Is he handsome?

You know, when I was your age, I fell in love for the first time.

All I thought about was him, the whole time, day and night.

Once I rode my bike into the river...

What? Because you were thinking about a boy?

He jumped in and got me out, and when we got to the surface, he kissed me.

Oh, sweetheart...

If you like, we can cut your hair short.

Then it won't come as such a shock.

-But will it grow again? -Oh yes, it will grow again.

Let's make this into a hairdresser's salon.

You're going to look so nice with short hair.

Okay?

Don't you like it?

It's not that bad, but...

You know, you've earned yourself a whole heap of beads.

-All that paper on the floor...? -Yes, I know.

I want to write a letter to my class, but everything I write seems dumb.

How about you say everything that springs to mind and I write it?

Maybe you could tell them about your room?

“Dear All. Thanks for the cool drawings..."

Hans, blow the whistle, would you?

Gather round, everyone.

"I'm in Room 4. 4 is my lucky number, so I'm bound to get well."

“My doctor's called Moustache. He's So nice and has a big moustache.”

"You'd have paired him up with Ina right away, Lisa."

"In the beginning I had lots of injections.”

-How did you feel then? -Like a pin cushion.

Instead of Anja Solbakken, you should call me Anja Hedgehog.

"Sometimes I squeal like a pig. The nurse says that should make me" -

- "good at bumping in the tournament.”

Now I don't need more injections because I have a small station.

"Not like a railway station, but I have a small box under my skin" -

- "where they inject the yucky gunk. It makes you throw up a lot.”

"How's training? Has Ina given many penalty points?"

"Or has she given it a miss because I'm not there?"

"Jonas, don't you dare touch Lisa's hair."”

"There are enough baldies here."

"I'll be allowed visitors soon. Will you come? Hug from Anja Hedgehog."

Anyone want to go and see Anja then? She can only see two at the time.

Lisa, as her best friend you should go, for the other we'll draw lots.

Can I borrow your pen? The first to guess what number I write gets to go.

-Go ahead! -Four!

-How did you know that? -It's Anja's lucky number!

Are we going to do some training or what?

Thanks a lot!

From now on the whole class can come and visit.

-Is everyone going to come? -Except Jonas.

But you don't want him visiting you anyway.

Hello!

Well, quite a party.

That's excellent, because I've got some good news.

The most recent tests show far fewer bad guys in your blood.

I can play football again, I can go home and go to school!

Easy now. You have to stay here a little longer.

But that's fantastic news.

Yes. Hello.

Oh... Ina Bakkeland, I'm Anja's teacher.

Nice to meet you. I'm Doctor Larsen, Anja's doctor.

Well, I'll leave you to it. Enjoy the visit.

-Did you like him? -Must you always go on like that?

Let's play two back, two midfield and two up front.

-Jonas and I can be strikers. -You and Jonas both strikers? Why?

-We'll see. But I want Lisa midfield. -But I may not play. I'm no good.

We've talked about this. Just listen to me and you'll be fine.

-You do the running and I play. -Anja can't play for a long time yet.

-Why not? -Well...

You don't know! I'm going to play. It's what I want to do.

If you got your way, I'd be sitting in a chair...

Shall we go and have a cup of tea? I think that would be a good idea.

Come on.

I'm so sick of her nagging. "You can't do this, you can't do that.”

They're just worried about you. They don't want anything to happen to you.

Mum's always worried about me, even though I'm not sick.

Stop it! Stop it!

-Hi!

-Do you want to help me? -To do what?

I have to train, because we're having a big class tournament.

I'm no good at football.

Rubbish! Just listen to me, and everything will be fine.

-Come on! -Okay.

Yours.

Good!

Great. Whoops.

Yours. Good. Yeah!

Good! Go for the ball!

Try to get the ball away from me. Good!

Come on! Yeah!

Come on! No, you must score!

-I want to play! -Pass it to me.

-Doctor Moustache! -Come on, give it here!

I see. We're at Ulleval Stadium.

-We're scoring that way. -That way?

This won't do. Over here, over here! Good.

-That doesn't count. -Why not?

Defenders! Don't let her...

Now we're talking.

No, no, no, I'm fine.

Doctor Moustache says I'm going to be well any day now.

I'm fine. I don't need to be here any longer.

You promise you'll make me well?

I promise to do my very best.

You have to promise me. Swear on your moustache.

Brilliant! But if you break your promise, then...

...you have to shave off your moustache.

Dr. Larsen? Benny's parents are here.

Come, Anja.

If you read chapters 7 and 8, you'll have caught up with the others.

-But what about the exam? -Don't worry. You can sit that here.

-Happy Constitution Day. -Happy Constitution Day.

It's really nice of you to come here on the 17th of May.

Anja, where would you most like to be right now?

-Are you kidding? At home. -That's what it was.

That's lucky, because that's precisely where you're going.

If you promise to take it easy.

Party!

Anja! Take it easy, I said.

Anja! Do you want to wear the blue jacket?

Yes... Kim has had a relapse.

Hi.

-Nervous? -No.

Listen... Listen to me now.

I know that you're impatient, but you must promise to take it easy. OK?

-Sure. I promise. -You do?

Your treatment isn't finished, so you have to come back several times.

My God, nag, nag, nag! Why do you worry so much?

You're the best doctor in the world, and you're going to make me well.

For now it's 1-0 to you, Anja.

Anja! Are you ready?

-Anja? -Yeah, yeah.

Good luck making this look good on you, Kalle.

Actually, I think you do look quite good.

Anja!

You can keep it. Yes, I'm coming!

I have to do this myself.

Are you sure?

-Yes. -Okay.

So after three weeks you'll have the first stage...

...or rather the second stage of the Marguerite Daisy.

And after about four months of growth -

- you have a fully grown daisy.

Here are some plants that don't...

Hi, Anja!

Hi, Anja!

Welcome back. How nice to see you.

I've got a cap on today too! We can have a fashion show! A hat show!

Yeah!

Jonas! Aren't you going to join in?

It's childish.

There. Look at you, Jonas Berg.

Now it's your turn, Anja Solbakken.

Nice bowling ball, Anja!

Spread out a bit more! Defence, you have to advance!

-Lisa! Further up! -Here! I'm open!

Jonas, no!

-Red card! -She fell, that's all.

-Are you okay, Anja? -You fell, right?

-Are you okay? -Fucking cancer!

-Do you want some water? -Just leave me alone, okay?

Okay. Come on, Lisa. Let's carry on, everyone!

Hi.

I am going to get well again.

-You're really good at drawing. -Nah...

I mean it. Your drawings always make me laugh.

-Are you feeling better now? -She's fine.

She's sitting there snogging her boyfriend.

Why are you looking SO green? Jealous?

-Yeah, of your hairless skull. -Hey! You take that back.

Yes, I'm coming.

Mummy's boy! He's not as tough as he thinks.

There. Should I have more hearts?

You and your hearts...

-Why did you put up Jonas' drawing? -He's in our class too.

He's a dork. I hope I'm not in the same class as him in Junior High.

Look at Lars' drawing. There are two hearts on it.

Are you together with Lars now?

He likes you. I think he wants to kiss you. How sweet if you two kissed!

-Why don't you go out with him? -What do you mean?

You can Kiss, that's what you want to do, right?

-Why are you so grumpy? -Because you're interfering!

Can't you just leave me alone?!

I'm tired. Can you please leave?

Would you feel better if I cut off my hair?

No!

-If you're feeling bad I'll help you. -You help me?

You can't even stay on your feet on the pitch!

How are you going to become a catwalk model?

You fall over and cry all the time. You're useless at everything, Lisa!

You know no one at school likes you? You float around dressed in pink -

- thinking you're a brilliant matchmaker, but you're a nitwit!

Go, I said! Go on!

Go!

I think everyone is here. I'll find out who's going to show us around.

It doesn't look that friendly here.

The materials used here are so cold. Glass and concrete.

What's going on here? Is there a war or something?

Look at this... Are you blind or what?

I think you forgot something.

There. Moron!

Listen, everyone, we're going one floor up!

-And you? - I thought it looked quite nice.

I have to tie my shoelace. You go ahead.

Jonas, wait.

It was really cool what you did there back at the school.

Thank you.

Maybe you could visit me in hospital next time I go in for treatment?

-We can go through the team line-up. - I don't know if I have time.

Hey, boy, look out!

I'm not a boy, I'm a girl!

Anja?

I'm sorry I was so horrible. It's the medicines.

They make your head spin, and you get mean and nasty.

I can't cope without you, Anja.

You're my best friend, Lisa. Forever. As long as we live.

Your cap's a bit bashed about. What happened?

- I have no idea. -That's so you.

-Hello'

Hi. Kalle. Hi.

I thought I'd paid that.

Anja? I was just thinking about that summer camp...

-I'm going with you. -What?

Are you kidding?

You're not coming to any summer camp, Mum. I'll be just fine by myself!

I'm sure you will, but these are special circumstances. So I'm coming.

-No way! -You must see that...

-No, I don't see! - I want to make sure you're all right!

- I don't need you there! -I'm going, it will be fine!

-No! Dad? You're not going, Mum! -There's nothing more to discuss.

-I won't have it! -There's nothing more to discuss.

Dad, say something!

OK, whatever! To hell with everything!

Anja?

-Wait! -No!

-Listen... Wait! -No!

Can you stop?

It's just stupid to have your mum come to summer camp.

But what if Mum promises to keep her distance?

Distance? What's she going to do, lurk in the bushes?

I promise to take it easy. Please?

Please?

Can you get a move on!

There... Good.

-You will take it easy? - I will.

-Get on the bus. -Bye, Mum!

You're a bit late. Hurry up with those bags.

Good. Come on!

No, no, no! Lars and Fredrik, who's going to bring your bags?

-Lisa, wait! -Wait outside!

-Get a bed for me! -Get your bags and go.

Good, that was all. Thank you.

Come on!

Can we all get together here, please.

We've got two hours until supper. Is there anything you'd like to do?

-What about hide-and-seek? -No way. That's a crappy kids game.

-Is that all you have to say, dork? -No. Dork.

-You're just imitating me. -Snotty brat.

-Idiot. -Shitface.

-Moron. -Shitbag.

-You stink. -Troll.

-Gnome! -Bag of poo.

-Baldie! -Enough. Hide-and-seek it is. | count.

-You'll never find me. -Start by shutting up then.

-I'll bet I'm best at hiding. -That's a bet then.

Okay, I'll count to 50.

1,2,3,4,5,6,7...

...26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31...

.32, 33, 34, 35...

...39, 40...

50! Ready or not, here I come!

Hans, I can see your stripy T-shirt.

Ingrid! Jasmin!

Lisa! Behind the tree!

Hello, Anders!

Erik, found you!

You can come out. Lars, found you.

Jonas!

You can come out. So you lose.

-In green clothes I would have won. -You'd better be naked next time then.

Stupid head... Don't get dizzy now.

-Anja's the only one left. -That means she won.

All right, everybody help find Anja. If you could spread out a bit...

-Have you seen her? -She's not here.

She's probably back at the main building.

I just have to tie my shoelace, then I'll be with you.

I got a bit tired and...

Okay, now you do just as I tell you.

Hold on to the trunk and put your left foot on that branch.

That's right. And then the right...yes, there.

Very good.

That's right, put your foot there.

That's it.

Sit down for a moment.

I'm sorry I didn't come to see you in hospital.

I hate hospitals, you see.

Why?

My brother Jesper was really good at school. Then he got ill.

He was so much in hospital I didn't get my homework done.

Was that why you had to take year seven again?

Did Jesper have to catch up on the homework he missed out on?

He...

He never went back to school.

Did he die?

Mum wants me to be just like Jesper. But I'm never going to be like him.

I'm glad you're just the way you are.

-Listen... You won the bet. -And what did I win?

-I'll give you a piggy-back home. -Cool.

It's bumpy.

I'm carrying a heavy load.

-Where have you two been? - I was hiding...and fell asleep.

And woke up on Jonas' back?

You were the last one to be found, so you won.

Congratulations.

Are you okay? Do you want to go and lie down?

No, I'm fine. Come on, let's try out the swings!

-Why did you carry her? -She's.

Then she accidentally touched him.

And they looked into each other's eyes, and there was a spark. For sure!

Tamara? Don't you think Ina and Hans should be together?

-Yes. -They look really in love.

-Yes, they look like they're in love. - I think they want to kiss too.

Right. Everyone's in bed, just like we agreed.

-Ina, can I ask you something? -Sure.

Are you in love with Hans?

Is that why there's so much tittering and whispering around here?

He's handsome. And a good guitar player.

-He is, but I'm not in love with Hans. -Why not?

Well, because... When you're in love, it's a very special kind of feeling.

Something you can't quite control.

Something magical.

You can't choose who you fall in love with, but...

You can choose to be serious about each other, and that takes courage.

-What do you mean? -Well...

You step up with your heart in your hands, so you risk getting hurt.

-That sounds scary. -It is scary. But it's worth it.

Now you have to go to bed. Good night, everybody. Sleep well.

And turn out the lights. See you tomorrow.

She is in love.

She just doesn't dare to admit it.

Anja, wake up, it's breakfast time.

My head hurts.

Bearing in mind the way we divided up the teams, we'll allocate you...

-Can I play midfield? -Sure, Fredrik.

-Can I play midfield with Emma? -Okay.

-Shouldn't Anja have a say? -She's having a rest. She was tired.

Let's see... Fredrik midfield...

-Hi. -Hi.

-You coming along today? - I don't know.

I'm not exactly on top form. But it's my own fault.

-What is? -That I've got such a headache.

Mum told me to take it easy.

Mum drives me nuts sometimes.

My mum's worse. She treats me like a baby. She's scared all the time.

-She calls you quite a lot. -Yeah...

But you don't have to do as she says all the time.

No.

No.

Will you come along if we both act as strikers?

-Do you mean that? -Yes.

-Cool. See you later. -Bye.

-Look who's here! It's Anja! -Anja!

-Pass it to Anja! Yours!

Pass it!

Anja!

Hey, Anja?

Anja? I'm going to phone your mum and dad.

-Can I have some water? -Let her rest now.

But I want to give Anja something.

-Okay. -Thanks.

I miss my hair.

I want hair.

Then I'll give you some.

-You're nice. -Thank you.

The destructive cells, the bad guys, have spread to your brain.

So I've got leukebummer in my head?

I climbed a tree.

That's not why this has happened.

- I climbed all the way to the top. -That's not the reason.

But I don't want to die.

I'm going to do everything in my power to make you well. Okay?

Anja can't come back to school for a long time.

She needs more treatments than she had last time.

Is Anja going to get well?

We don't know, Lars.

-If she dies, God will look after her. -She's not going to die.

-There is no God. -Yes, there is!

-There isn't! -Everybody can believe what they want.

Mum says that when someone dies, they come back as something else.

Then I'd like to be a bird.

Shut up! Don't you understand anything?

There is no God. If you die, you die.

Move over.

-Trying to make a hole in the wall? -I'm training, can't you see?

But we need a blood sample.

Stop it, please! There's nowhere else left to stick in another needle!

Let go of me! I want to be at school, not here with all the baldies!

-You'll get the prettiest bead ever. -Stop it!

Hi, Dr. Moustache... Without a moustache.

Anja won't be able to play in the tournament.

She's far too ill for that. I...

I don't even know if she...

Who's going to play in her position then?

I am.

Okay, Lisa. Then that's agreed.

Can she come and watch?

-No, she's far too ill. -They could bring her in an ambulance.

Look. I found it.

-Does it hurt to die? -No.

-And when I'm dead? -Then you'll be in a wonderful place.

And you won't be in any more pain.

When I was little, I always wanted to go to dog heaven.

So I could be with Kalle. I thought it would be more peaceful there.

But now I think I want to go to people heaven.

So I can meet Mum and Dad and my friends.

I liked your suggestion about an ambulance.

You did? Cool, but we didn't get permission.

We could ask at the hospital.

Yeah!

Get in the car.

No.

I won't!

Why are you always bossing me around? I've got my own life!

I'm not a child anymore! Am I your servant or something?

You're always there, driving me home! Everybody walks home from school!

-Where are you going? -To see a friend who needs me.

Dr. Moustache! Can we borrow an ambulance?

-To take Anja to the school tournament? -She should really be playing.

But we thought maybe she could watch instead?

It's a nice thought, guys, but it's not on. She's too weak.

But... Please?

It wouldn't be good for her to take that trip now.

I'm sorry.

Can we see her for a moment?

-Where was he going? - I don't know.

Have a seat if you want.

I've got a great idea. Come!

Hi, Fredrik. Is everybody there? You'll need a yellow T-shirt and...

Okay, I'll pass the message on. Cool.

-Guys! Jonas has a mega-cool plan. -Wait for me!

Lisa!

Get on!

We have a surprise for you.

-Where are we going? -Wait and see.

It's bumpy.

There. You're going to enjoy this. Come.

I'll put it on speaker.

There you are. That's for you.

-What will your mother say? - I don't know. It's mine.

So I can do what I want with it.

I want you to have this.

-Yes.

Jonas, I...

Me too.

Hi, Anja!

Look out the window.

What position do you want? That will be over there.

All yellow T-shirts over here.

You haven't got a chance, Moustache, and you know it!

Who's going to win? We are!

And now it's the start of the match between FC Anja and FC Oncology.

Dr. Moustache has the ball.

He passes it to Afida... She misses.

The ball's in play again. Ina takes the ball and passes to Fredrik.

Fredrik runs down the pitch, quick as lightning.

He passes it to Hans, who tries to score...

It's wide!

That was close, Hans almost scored!

Now Rebecca passes to Dr. Moustache without a moustache.

Dr. Moustache runs fast as the wind, and what's happening?

Ina bumps him! What a goalie!

Yeah! Great, Ina!

Dr. Moustache looks like he's okay, and the ball's back in play.

Fredrik passes the ball to Lisa.

-Lisa runs along... -Good job, Lisa. Pass to Fredrik.

And Jonas is unmarked! Lisa passes to Jonas, who shoots...

-And Jonas scores! -Goal...

It's 1-0 to FC Anja!

FC Anja...

A great goal! FC Oncology now needs to dig deep here!

-For Anja! -For Anja!

-For Anja! -For Anja!

Based on the Dutch film "Achtste Groepers Huilen Niet" -

- directed by Dennis Bots and script by Karen van Holst Pellekaan, -

- produced by Bijker Film & TV, Rinkel Film, EO en Living Stone.

Based on the novel by the same name by Jacques Vriens -

- published by Unieboek/Het Spectrum BV Nederland.

Subtitles: Tone Sutterud