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We have to get that damn TV fixed.

Where the hell are you?

SAVAGE

What the hell...?

- Lie down.
-You can't even do it.

- Now I can. Lie down.
- I don't want to anymore.

Come on.

It's gold!
I think I may have to try it out.

I have to. I do...

- Susanne...
-Sorry!

Sorry.

Mom?

Mom?

- What's up with the water?
- You didn't pay rent, so I turned it off.

- I have no money.
- So take out a txt loan.

Do you think I'd live here
if I could get a loan?

If I don't have the rent by Monday,
you're out of here.

Hello, Friedrich, how are you tonight?

- I miss you, Jesper.
- I miss you, too, Friedrich.

- So, what can you do for me today?
- I prepared a special film for you.

I can't wait.

But first I have prepared
the special show you wanted.

I'm getting horny.

- But can you transfer the money first?
- Don't fucking do this to me, Jesper!

- You know I always pay after.
- Yes, Friedrich, I trust you.

Now take out your cock.

If you declare
with your mouth, ''Jesus is Lord''-

-and believe that God raised him
from the dead, you will be saved.

Do you believe in Jesus, Ylva?

Yes, father.

Then why do you have these images?

Jesus is forgiving, but there is a limit.

God has given man sexuality
as a part of marriage.

Not for your amusement.

And there is a hell-

-for those who forsake him.

Or don't believe in him.

Understand?

Hi there.

Your mom forgot her wine last night,
can you give it to her?

Oh right, the cigarettes too. Here.

Where are you?

But we were supposed to get together.

What the...?

Let's go.

I only just got here.

Come on, you're going to like it.

- Lina is leaving for Kalmar tomorrow.
- You can go see her. Come on.

Go ahead,
we can see each other tomorrow.

Come on, let's go.

What do you think?

- About what?
- The house, of course. It's for sale.

There's a big yard and a deck
around back where you can barbeque.

How will you afford this?

- You have damages to pay.
- Not now.

Later.

- Wanna go check it out?
- No, I don't.

- Let's go lay out instead.
- Can't we just check it out?

Am I allowed to go check it out?

Let's go lay out.

Screw it, then.

Come on. Seven. Eight. Nine.

And the last one! Ten.

There you go.

Nice.

Kim, can I borrow 500 bucks?

- If I had it, I'd give it to you.
-It's okay.

Hi.

- Come with me.
- I can't.

I can come along. What are we doing?
Beating someone up?

I'm getting a forklift license
so I can take over for Janne.

That's perfect.
How are things at home?

Same old, same old. I'd like
to move out of dad's place, but...

- We'll see.
- Just hang in there.

No problem.

- Hi, Max.
- Hi, Stefan. You doing okay?

- How is Kim doing?
- Great. He's getting a forklift license.

- Have a good day.
-You too.

Take care.

See you next month.

Hey, Kim, your dad is here.

I'm working.

Come on, your dad needs help.

I can't. Sorry.

Oh well, then...

- I guess I'll ask Jesper instead.
- You're asking Jesper?

Someone has to do it.
I need one more person.

Where are you going?

What's in the bag?

My stuff.

Where are you going?

I can't take it anymore.

What's that supposed to mean?

I don't want a fucking house.

But it's not just that...

What then?

You're always broke. And then there's
all the crap you do with your dad.

What the hell are you bringing him up
for? And I don't do that stuff anymore.

We're not going to live here,
we're moving.

I'm not in love with you anymore.

But if you live in sin-

-and refuse
to let Jesus into your life...

...then there is no salvation.

Then you stand alone.

And you
will be swallowed by the shadows.

And God's light
cannot reach into the shadows.

Because darkness and evil
thrive in the shadows.

And they fight to get their claws
into your soul.

So deeply
that in the end you can't separate-

-right from wrong,
good from bad, day from night.

Hi, Zorro.

- It's nice in here.
- What do you want?

Can I borrow your shower?

Yeah, but hurry up, I don't want
people coming in here to shower.

And my name isn't Zorro,
you damn Swede.

Susanne?

Welcome, Susanne. Everything fine?

- Sure.
- Let's go, then.

Let's play one of the songs you chose.

Thank you, Susanne, that's enough.

Thanks anyway.

- What am I doing wrong?
- Pardon?

What am I doing wrong?

Don't get me wrong, but I don't feel
that you want to sleep with me-

-and that's kinda the whole idea here.

The music you chose wasn't working,
your clothes aren't working.

You have to be sexier.

You're going again. Good.

Then let's go with a song
that I feel works better.

Thanks a lot, Susanne.

It's not quite what we're looking for
for this particular club.

Thanks anyway.

- Hi.
- Hi.

How much do you think
you'll get for it?

2 300, maybe...

So then maybe you can pay back
the 2 000 you owe me?

And maybe we should discuss
you paying rent.

- Hi, Lenny.
- What is this?

I have to finish something up online,
then I'll get you the money.

It's gone on long enough,
I'm cutting the power.

Jesper, come back here!

I'm relieved to finally be rid of you,
you fucking faggot.

At least give me a chance,
goddamn you! Dammit!

Dammit!

Come on, Kim.

Get 'em up, Kim.

Turn, turn, turn...

Turn.

- Got it?
- Let's go.

Come on.

Yeah, come on.

Thanks for last night, by the way.

It's great to have a man in the family.

Let's go.

- Don't help him. I'm serious.
- Okay, get your mitts up.

Maybe you want to go to jail? Drop
the soap and get a nigger up your ass.

Quit it, I need the money.
I'm out on Monday if I don't pay up.

- So get a job.
- No one wants to hire me.

So you're doing pornos
for the rest of your life?

I refuse to become a nine-to-fiver.

Maybe you should start whoring, too?
1 00 bucks to blow an old man.

Isn't that what you did in jail?

- What did you say?
- Isn't that what you did in jail?

What the hell are you doing?

You're fucking sick.

Dammit!

Okay...

Are you spying on me again?

- Can we meet after you get off work?
- I can't.

- What about tonight?
- Sorry, can't.

Tomorrow at the club?
Come pre-party with me and Kim.

I want to, but I really can't.

- Hey, Susanne.
- Hi.

Do you know Jesper?

- Yes.
- How do you know him?

We were in school together.

I just touched his dick.

What?

I see...

Have you done it?

Fucked? Yeah, I have.

Do you think I should?

I don't know if Jesper
would have been my first choice.

Why not?

Because if you do it
with the wrong person...

...you only feel like a fool afterward.

You might fall in love with him,
but he might not love you back.

And suddenly you're a ho.

Bye.

What's wrong?

Sorry...

- You're two hours late.
- Sorry, I've had a bad day.

I brought you in
when no one else would touch you.

I don't want you
running errands for your dad.

- You're working for me now.
- I don't work for him.

- I don't want to know about you two.
- I have nothing to do with him.

The apple
doesn't fall far from the tree.

- What did you say?
- I said that this has gone too far.

Shut up about things you know
nothing about. You don't know me!

And don't come back! You hear me?

Where do you think you're going?

I don't need your help. Get out of here.

- Screw you.
- What did you say?

Come back here and say that again.

Ylva, there's no need to be sad.

Everyone is curious about sex,
and feels lust.

Especially when you're young.

Just wait until you find someone you
love and want to spend your life with.

Daddy's right.

It's gone too far.

I pray for forgiveness over and over...

But the feelings always come back.

Don't worry, Ylva.

Tomorrow,
we're releasing you from your demons.

Pray with me.

Our Father, who art in heaven...

...hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us today our daily bread
and forgive us our trespasses-

-as we forgive those
who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom,
and the power, and the glory.

For ever and ever. Amen.

Sorry for coming by so late.

I wanted to apologize
for how I behaved at work today.

I wanted to tell you how much
I like and appreciate my job.

I'm getting my own place so I can
get away from dad and all that crap.

But I really need my job.

How do you know where I live?
Does your dad know, too?

- He's got nothing to do with this!
- Are you threatening me?

- I'm just saying I appreciate my job.
- Get out of here before I call the cops.

Leave!

I like my job!

You have to make up your mind...

...to rid your body of demons.

Evil is rising within you.

Do you understand?

Do you see the evil?
Do you see the evil in her eyes?

- Do you see it? Do you?
-Yes!

So pray for her!

I want my job!

I want my girlfriend!

I want a house!

I want a damn fishing rod! And a car!

I want my job! I want my girlfriend!
I want a car! A house!

Dammit!

Out! Leave her!

Come out and cast evil aside!

Leave her!

- Did something happen?
- What do I do?

There's no escape!

- What are you talking about?
- I can't take it anymore.

Everything turns to shit...

What?

There's no escape!

I know of a way.

What the hell is it?

We pack up our stuff tomorrow.

Then we hitchhike down to France,
through Denmark and Germany.

- What the hell are you talking about?
- There's a port there.

We stay there for a few days,
talk to the people, get our papers.

Then we join a crew.

- Can we do that?
- We'll be swabbing the deck at first.

But soon we'll be doing the heavy
lifting, where they really need us.

- But swabbing the deck...
- It'll be a couple of weeks, max.

Then we'll learn berthing at the docks
and easy tasks in the engine room.

Maybe you'll get to escort hookers
from the docks to the captain.

There may even be
some left over for you.

- Let's do it.
- Yeah, you and me.

For real.

Let's just get out of here.

Fucking hole in the ground.
Let's just go.

- West Indies.
- West Indies.

You don't like guys, do you?

Sure I do,
just not the guys who live here.

So what kind of guy
are you looking for?

I'm not looking for anything special.

I just want out of here.

Can you come with me
to Jesper's tomorrow?

I'm out of here, bus.

Fuck off.

What are you doing here?

I'm leaving.

- Where are you going?
- The West Indies.

You'll never make it that far.

You'll be stuck here, living off others
like a fucking parasite.

I feel sorry for Olof for having to
put up with you, you fucking loser.

- What do you want?
- I won't be coming back.

How about a hug?

If you change your mind,
just let me know and we'll leave.

- Hey.
- How's tricks?

- Is Jesper here?
- Sure, he's in the back. Come in.

We've already started pouring drinks.

- So the party is you two?
- Yeah, but the crowd has doubled.

Hi there, girls. Welcome.

Hi, Ylva.

You look great,
I hardly recognized you.

- Thanks.
- You alright, Susanne?

- I'm always alright.
- Always?

- No bad moments at all?
- Never a bad moment.

- Bullmeister. You drink that, right?
- I drink it.

- I've never had a drink.
- Never?

No...

Here's to Ylva
looking so good and sexy tonight.

Cheers.

Damn, sorry about that, Susanne.
We have to drink to her, too.

- Here's to Susanne.
- Cheers.

- That one hit the spot.
- A toast to Jesper?

- Do your parents know you're here?
- No.

They have no cause for concern,
you're in good hands. Right, Kim?

You still live by the horse farm? You
belong to a church, right? Or a cult?

- It's a nonconformist church.
- But it's God and Jesus and stuff?

Yeah.
Jesus is the only path to salvation.

- What do you mean by ''salvation''?
- To have your sins forgiven.

- Communion with God.
- ''Sins''? All the crap you do?

You can just erase that?

I think we need more booze.

And then we need to get into
party mode. This isn't a funeral.

It's a party!
A party, come on!

Relax.

Have some fun, it's a party, dammit.

You can't lift like that,
you'll throw out your back.

Like that?

General knowledge. Lift like this.

I can't do it, I'm going to drop it!

Great. Five...

- Six...
- I'm going to cramp up.

Ylva! Let's go.

Come on.

You're fucking gorgeous.

I...

I've always thought you were cute, but
I never thought you could be this sexy.

Your hair is so pretty,
and you smell good, too.

You have a smoking hot body.

I'm getting all horny.

Why don't you give me a blow job
and I'll finger fuck you later?

How?

Just...suck my cock.

Okay...

Where's the Red Bull?

What the hell are you doing?

She's giving me a blow job.

You can't just shove your entire cock
in her mouth, she'll throw up.

Come and get Susanne
some Red Bulls.

You're sick.

Are you okay?

Come on.

You're lucky the priest didn't see that.

- Do you want some gum?
- No, just water.

- Did you want a Red Bull?
- Yeah. Thanks.

Why aren't you at Tim's club?
He was doing pole dancing.

- I didn't make the cut.
- Are you kidding me?

What moves did you show them?
Did you bounce the ball?

Play ping pong?

You must not have done laundry.
That one's Tim's favorite, he loves it.

Come on, it's your turn.

You have to join in.
Come on, get up and dance.

Even though you gave Jesper a blow
job, you can just ask for forgiveness?

As long as you repent your sins,
you're forgiven by God.

No matter what you did?

But doesn't God get tired of it
if you do it over and over again?

God never gives up on you.

Damn...

What the hell are you doing?
Party's over, get out.

- We're leaving.
- Good, I'm going to bed.

I've already packed my stuff.

Where the hell are you going?

We're going to France to join a crew.
Then we're off to the West Indies.

You're going to the West Indies?
You've hardly even been to Denmark.

You think someone want two retards
on their ship?

Go ahead, leave.
I don't need you anymore.

What's so great about you?

You and Stellan, selling booze to
1 2-year-olds, what the hell is that?

You're a joke. Go to hell!

No, you go to hell! You have
five seconds to get out of here.

Otherwise, you won't have
a single tooth left in your mouth.

One! Two!

Three... Get out!

Get the fuck out. Go to hell!

And don't you ever come back!

- Let's go to the club.
- It's closed, it's four a.m.

Screw it, let's go anyway.

We can't give up the party yet.

Cheer up. Screw Larry!

Come on, party!

- How the hell did you get in?
- Never you mind. Ladies first.

Damn, it's dark.

- Now we're going to dance. Music!
- Jesper. Jesper!

What do we do about the West Indies?

Do we have to talk about that now?
Susanne's dancing.

- How do we get there?
- What do you mean?

How the hell do we get to France?

And what about those papers?
How do we get those?

- I don't know.
- You don't know?

You don't know, but you sure know
how to shoot your mouth off, right?

Chill out.

When are we leaving?

Tonight?

Are we going out on the street to
hitchhike with a car going to France?

And then we have to find a port
we don't know the location of.

And then hope we'll find a ship
going to the West Indies that needs us.

Us, who have never
stepped foot on a boat.

I haven't thought it through.

What haven't you thought through?

It's never going to work,
don't you get it?

You were never going, were you?

Go to hell!

Are you okay?

Stop it.

Just leave.

Everything's going to be fine.

All who repent are forgiven.

Our Father, who art in heaven...

...hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done on earth...

Stop it!

I don't know how Tim
could have dissed you, it's great.

Keep it up.

Really great.

- Let's get out of here.
- What?

What the hell did you do?

- Where is Ylva?
- Get out of here.

Leave!

Where is she?

What have you done?
What the hell did you do to Ylva?!