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Lakki. Lakki.

It's almost 1 0:00. What will the teachers think of us?

They don't notice whether I'm there or not.

We made an agreement.

Oh, God.

Has the money from Dad arrived?

Your father has never been reliable.

- I need money for my school lunch. - Do you have any money, Siss?

We were talking about texture-

Little bastard!

I need money for cigarettes.

He's becoming more like his father.

Take off your shoes!

- I won't be able to get them on again. - How come I never see you here?

Wanna buy it? Only two dollars.

This piece of junk? It doesn't even cost one.

- Don't set fire to your rug. - Go to the locker room.

You're killing me!

You are going in the pool, even if it takes me all night.

Stop that! Damn it!

Damn it!

No underwear? You little faggot.

- I'm reporting you for rape. - Don't make me puke.

Your mind is dirty too.

Go! Go! Go!

Go! Go! Go!

There's only one way down from here.

I've got all the time in the world.

I've got all the time in the world.

Lakki! Lakki! Lakki!

I'm very pleased to hear it, Mrs. Oscarsson Felmer.

It's very important that parents support what we to do in the school environment.

Absolutely.

Your mother would like a word with you.

Hello.

Some of your teachers are dreadful, aren't they?

They're okay.

I want you to know that you have my full support, sweetheart.

It's not easy for me, either.

No.

Sweetheart, I'm going to make us a wonderful dinner...

and we'll have a nice evening when you get home.

- You are coming home? - What about the others?

I threw him out.

Siss is sleeping.

Siss! Siss!

Are you in pain?

No.

This gang, do you associate with them?

What gang?

- The one in the park. -I've never meet them.

- Do you smoke hash? - No.

According to your mother, you don't get much help from your father.

Yes, I do. At least he doesn't drink. I'm going to stay with him this weekend.

- He's strong. - Okay.

I don't want to be here.

-Are you having an attack? -I don't have any attacks.

That's just something you made up.

There. There.

Don't touch me.

You don't like people touching you?

Piss off.

Have you ever been subjected to-

You have a dirty mind.

At your previous school you were seeing a psychologist.

I'm not going to a psychologist.

But it was going well.

No, it wasn't.

My baby.

How beautiful you are. What about a little kiss for Aunt Siss?

Is dinner ready?

Almost.

That idiotic PE teacher- Who is he?

I don't give a shit.

He's got a sexy voice.

Hey!

You know how I get friendly when I've had a little to drink-

I invited him to dinner.

Who?

The PE teacher, Andersen, or whatever his name is.

When?

Today, 5:00.

Lakki, don't upset yourself!. You'll get an attack!

I don't get any damn attacks!

Mom, you promised! We had a deal!

You broke your part of it!

You broke yours first, bringing scum home!

Stop looking at me!

Now, calm down, Lakki.

Lakki!

- Please! - Don't touch me!

You think I'm crazy, but I'm not!

I'm calling him.

- Hello, who is it? -It's me.

- Who? - Lakki.

Lakki, I'm with a client at the moment. I'll pick you up in the morning.

I want to come now.

- You got school tomorrow. - We're off.

The PE teacher dropped dead in the locker room.

- Vibeke has to go to her prenatal class. - You have to pick me up.

Damn it, my client just walked out, Lakki.

I can't stand being here.

Is she on a binge?

She's in the kitchen, making dinner.

I'm going out with some friends when Vibeke gets home.

- I can't stand listening to it anymore. - To what?

How they moan and scream all night long.

Okay. I'll see you at the bus stop by the bridge at 4:30.

Are you leaving me?

Get in.

Come on.

I don't want that mess in the car.

Is that really what she says?

Well, I'll tell you something. I pay more than I'm obligated to.

The house, the car, and that damn alimony on top of that.

As if that wasn't enough, Vibeke tells me she's pregnant.

Completely unplanned, just like you.

Dear God.

- I think I'll go to bed. - Already?

I was up at six this morning.

You look like a sailboat in a storm.

Fuck!

Mia! Mia!

I was just having some fun.

I must sleep. I haven't shut my eyes all night.

- Spare me- - You became friends with him, too.

- Don't misuse that word. - No, because you don't have any friends.

Look at me now. Long strokes.

Easy. Easy. Nice.

Daddy.

Daddy.

What are you saying?

Dad's on the sea. Dead.

Where is he? Hans?

Were you awake? Did you see him go?

He went out to sea.

And there's still two nights until a full moon.

No, we mustn't shout. The night might punish us.

We're going home today.

Aren't we going to look for Dad?

He'll come back, if he wants to.

What if he's been killed?

No, there's nothing to be frightened of.

Lakki, you are going to take a bath, at once. I can't bear dirty kids.

God, I am happy.

The bathroom is flooding!

A drop of water won't hurt. The whole building's rotten, anyway.

It's just what the landlord deserves. Bravo Lakki!

This is how it'll always be- dancing, laughing and being together.

- You have a child! - I fucking doubt it!

You can't just run off. Damn it, I hate you.

Damn it, I love you.

No, I can't take it.

Damn you!

Thanks for breakfast, it was really nice.

You're welcome. Was it all right?

- Yes. - More coffee?

No, thanks.

Hello. Good morning. My name is-

Are you still here?

Where have you been?

I'm sorry, forgive me. But I was so frightened.

Darling, if only you'd give me a reason, any reason.

You're not having one of your attacks, are you?

The fuck I am!

I'm never coming here again, I promise you that. Let go of me!

Lakki.

Aren't you at your father's?

Yes. I just came to pick up something.

What was that?

My condoms. Dad's waiting for me in the garage. I've got to go.

That's a pity.

Yes, well, this wasn't exactly what I'd planned.

I think you've met before.

You look like a young girl in that hat.

You think so?

Burn that fucking hat! It makes you look ten years older.

Shit!

I saw you take something back there. Wait a minute, I just want to talk to you.

- I want to tell you aboutJesus. - Piss off!.

- Look, do you want to earn $30? - Doing what?

Just having a coke and talking to me for a bit.

- Fuck off!. - I'm so lonely.

- Wherever you like. - No!

Okay. Half an hour. Just talking for $50.

- No touching. - Are you mad?

- God would never forgive me. - Bullshit!

What's your name?

Everyone calls me Tarzan. Tarzan Andersen.

- That's nice. - What about that coke?

Right. Make yourself at home.

- Got to go to the bathroom. - Are you sick?

Don't touch me!

Say what you wanted to say, and let's get it over with.

Will you do me a favor first?

No, I think I must be ill.

It'll soon pass.

I'll give you another $20, if you put these on.

Give me the money!

Give me the money. I've been here 20 minutes. I want $30.

You fell for it. You little slut.

I've been watching you for a long time. You and your whore of a mother.

I know how you make your money, you little whore.

Where's my money?

Take whatever you want, just not the Buddha my mother gave me.

Andersen. Andersen.

Hi.

Hi.

- Why are you so strange? - I don't know.

Why are you so strange?

Wanna buy some dope? Good Maroc.

- I'm only into Nepal. - I can get that.

- I don't have any money. - Are you broke?

- Here. - I'm not into that.

Come on. You can accept a gift, can't you?

- Let's go. - Where to?

I wanna show you something.

During a terrible heat wave at an oasis in the middle of a desert...

a group of young girls and two boys made themselves some strong, yellow tea...

brewed from the leaves of dried marijuana plants.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a castle appeared right out of the desert...

and an orchestra started playing-

How far is it?

Not far. What's your name?

- Lakki. - Great.

I don't think I can.

Take it, and I'll show you something beautiful.

If you don't take it, it won't be beautiful.

I'll take it.

Come.

Watch your step.

Actually, there's no reason to be quiet, but people always are, aren't they?

Was this where you got the tea, in the desert?

We haven't reached the desert, yet.

You're so-

You're actually really ugly.

But when you relax, you become beautiful. You mustn't be so hard on yourself.

Shall we continue to the desert land?

I'm already there.

It's just pretend. You fooled me.

But look. Look.

You're a magician, Tim. How wonderful.

No!

Tim, I'm scared! You've got to put out the fire.

- You haven't done this before, have you? - I've seen a lot of fires.

-Just lie down for a bit, and it'll pass. - But the fire-

- Forget the fire. - I can see it!

Lie down!

Don't disturb me. I'm making a model of space with my marbles.

But isn't that really difficult?

I've got contacts out there.

I talk to them and they tell me what to do.

Lie down.

Don't go. I don't want to be left alone.

You won't be alone. I'm coming.

- The connections are hopeless today. - Why's that?

'Cause of the phone company, idiot.

Tim!

I forgot to lock the door.

Open up!

You little crook!

Get the kid.

Sasha sit! Come here!

Stop this bullshit.

You don't fool us anymore, loser. Ever heard of the boy who cried wolf?

Wolf!.

For fuck's sake, Tim, he's just a kid.

- You're finished! - You're the one who's finished.

Do you want a cigarette?

That shooter's never had any lead in it.

- I'm gonna kill you! - You're not going to kill anyone.

You're just a regular acid-head.

Take him!

Don't try to hide anything from me.

Show me the money!

- What the fuck. You look terrible. - I don't want blood on me!

Take this. For Christ's sake, take it.

Sugar won't help.

It's not sugar. You sniff it.

- It smells nice? - I've made some tea with cardamom.

- With sugar? - Loads of sugar.

Wonderful.

I want you to have this.

Keep it.

If you get sick when you get home, say it's the flu.

- I'm not going home. - Of course you are.

What else are you going to do?

I thought that we'd hang out.

You don't know the first thing about the life I live.

You have no idea of the things I do.

What sort of things?

Deals with really bad guys. I can't talk about it.

Tell me.

- You're going home. - I want to be like you.

What are you talking about?

Clever, brave, strong.

You're wrong. I'm none of those things. It's just an act I put on.

Just like me.

Listen, Lakki.

If you wanna be brave and strong, you've got to do it on your own.

So embarrassing. I'm never like this.

It's all right.

What did we take? Cocaine?

Unfortunately not.

My dear Lakki.

- Are you sick? - Don't touch me.

Your father called. Where have you been?

No. What I don't know, et cetera.

I can't for the life of me understand what he sees in that anemic girl.

Lakki, I've been worried sick about you.

Do you believe me?

I want us to be open with each other.

Why did you lie about the alimony?

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

The more I know about myself, the less I understand.

I'm going to bed. I think I've got the flu.

You haven't been sleeping outside, have you?

- My relationship with men, for example- - Shut up!

- Don't touch me! - We'll talk about this some other time.

Who's been sleeping in my bed and made a mess of my chessboard?

Lakki, darling.

Terry snored so terribly, I couldn't take it.

- Couldn't you have slept in my room? - Terry wouldn't hear of it.

- He's a gentleman. - Change the sheets.

Yes, dear, right away.

Lakki.

What?

Your father wants to speak to you on the phone.

Let me wake up first.

He can wait, but he says it's important.

- Is Tarzan here? - Tarzan?

- That's what we call him at school. - He'd be flattered to hear that.

King of the Apes.

Are you being impudent?

I haven't got time to yell at you now.

They've told Vibeke it's going to be a breech birth.

Your mother is totally spineless.

Damn responsibilities.

You know how sensitive Vibeke is.

And you obviously have a bad effect on her.

You can be a bit intimidating.

And you've got your mothers temper, on top of it all.

Where do you get it all from?

Suddenly you just run off. Lakki, are you listening to me?

Yeah, yeah.

So, anyway, we think it's best you don't come here anymore.

What did you say?

No, never, never.

There can be no question of you coming here...

unless your behavior, and your appearance, change radically.

You can tell that fat, ugly bitch from me...

that I'm glad I won't have to look at her pig face anymore.

We'll have to meet somewhere else.

I never want to see you again.

Lakki, please-

You fucking scumbag, fucking pimp.

Lakki.

Monday, 6:00.

The Lionheart restaurant. We were there for Christmas.

I know what's wrong with her- She doesn't get enough cock.

Don't look at me!

I've been starving all evening. I was waiting for you to wake up.

Come, let's make something to eat.

Do you think the cod is ready? And the catfish?

Good. Are you ready?

What did I do with the fork?

Thank you. There are the leeks.

The egg yolk-

Will you please cut the cord while I look away? You're an angel.

And the shrimp-Are you ready?

Did you get all those curly bits out?

Good. Put it in and stir it. Make sure you mix it good.

Then the sour cream.

God, my hair- The shrimp and the mussels.

Will you cut the chives, sweetheart?

That cord hasn't got stuck to the scissors, has it?

I remember once in Brittany, your father and I-

How nice you look when you're working-

Don't burn yourself.

When I get so old that men lose interest in me...

I shall eat garlic with every single meal.

I'm looking forward to that.

Did you know that in ancient Persia, long beforeJesus-

Will you take the plates and spoons? How is my hair?

Just fine.

You're so kind.

Did you hear what I was saying about Persia?

Yeah, it was very interesting.

I'm so pleased that you're interested in history.

I loved it when I was in school.

You should've seen the old boots I had to wear in fifth and sixth grade.

My father was in the hospital, and we were so poor-

Or was it fourth grade?

Anyway, we had this lovely teacher, from the west coast-

She had a lisp, so when she spoke about ""the Angles and Saxons''-

Here comes the food.

So when all the other girls began wearing jeans...

and tight jumpers to show off their tits...

I had to go around in this terrible ski suit my mother had made...

from some fabric she'd bought at a fire-damage sale-

Will you fetch me the ladle?

And ski boots.

Okay, Lakki. I won't mention these things again.

Are you going to see him again?

Have you inherited your father's tendency to argue during supper?

Well, are you?

I can't stop myself.

This is Dad's recipe, isn't it?

- Is there too much garlic? - No, it's great.

- Was I a bit heavy with the wine? - No.Just right.

It's only supposed to be one glass, but I couldn't stop myself.

You see, Lakki, your father and I were not a very good match.

He was too much of a man and I was too much of a woman.

I know.

What has he told you about these things?

Nothing.

It doesn't surprise me.

What's she like, this Vivian?

- Vibeke. - Yes.

Completely different from you.

Let's be serious for a moment.

I've been rather obsessed with this bodybuilder...

I know you have difficult relationship with.

To come straight out with it- He fucks like a god, but he's an idiot.

Well, my cards are on the table. Now, I want to see yours.

Where were you last night?

I stayed with a friend.

- I didn't think you had that many. -Just the one.

And who's that?

His name's... Ned.

You're not quite sure?

- Ned Leukhart. - Dutch?

- American. - Watch out for the Dutch.

They're the biggest pushers around.

An American? A grown man?

- He's in a band. - Is that supposed to reassure me?

Tell me. Don't torment me any longer.

- I got to know him a bit. - How?

You've got soup on your face.

I'll have soup wherever I damn please.

I give up. I give up.

What are you up to?

It's nothing dangerous. I met him in a snack bar.

He wanted to know where I'd got my sweater.

That damn sweater.

I told him I didn't know where I was going to sleep.

He told me he was living with a girl he'd met on tour.

Oh, on tour?

It was really good, we listened to records all evening, and looked at pictures and-

May I ask, then, why were you so sick and red-eyed this morning?

I got drunk.

- You mean they got you drunk! - No, no.

They drank as well. But I had a few more after they went to bed-

Spare me the details.

- Do you make a habit of drinking, Lakki? - Are you kidding?

Mind you, I wasn't more than 1 3.

I'm 1 4.

The first time I got drunk...

I was wearing tennis shoes, a blue skirt and a white blouse.

They guy I was dancing with was terrible-

What was his name? Jonas?

Jorgen. His name was Jorgen.

Jorgen, that's right.

He was always groping at my nonexistent tits.

Suddenly, I was just lying there.

Luckily, he was so drunk he couldn't get it up.

The next day I had grass stains on my blouse and I'd lost my necklace.

Hello, son.

Sorry. I was 1 5 minutes late.

You could've tidied yourself up a bit.

Eddi, the menu.

And what would junior like to drink?

A Coke. Cold.

How about a Fanta? Otherwise I'll have to go to the cellar.

Okay.

I think I'll have steak.

We had Coke after all.

One roast beef with potato salad, and one rump steak with onions.

Not the roast beef. The chef s got a hangover and the meat's tough as leather.

- The entrecote- - I'll have the wiener schnitzel.

As you wish.

I want my steak rare. Pepper only, no salt.

A gentleman with character.

- Is it necessary to dress like a beggar? - Yes.

Haven't you got any hobbies like other boys your age?

Football, horse riding, swimming? Jesus, you're almost 1 6.

Fifteen. In six months.

What about girls? Been laid yet?

What's that?

Forget it.

When I was your age we had to use our imagination.

We did things-The whole summer, we were out on the fjord.

Boating, swimming and diving.

Every winter and Easter, we went skiing in the mountains.

Broke arms and legs, then danced through the night.

Don't slouch. Don't you have PE at school anymore?

- Of course we fucking do. - Don't swear.

I got strong as a panther.

The ladies like a man with muscles. Feel.

It wasn't all like that.

Lakki, when I was a child I froze.

I mean here, deep in the soul.

I can't remember my parents ever laughing.

It is strange that everything has become so-

Damn.

You left us.

Where's that damn food?

Please, I want to hear more.

Don't worry about me. I'm just overworked.

- Here we go. - Thanks Eddi.

- I wasn't having the roast beef? - We're out of the schnitzel.

- But what do you call this? - It's all the same animal.

Schnitzel is calf. Beef is ox.

Not here, it isn't. It's all cow.

Take it away. I'll have steak also. Medium rare, lots of onions.

Shape up, Eddi.

The Buddha.

You're not ill, are you?

No.

- And another coke for the boy. - I'll have to go to cellar for it.

Then go to the cellar!

Do you want me to follow you? Is that what you're hoping for?

Not in the least.

I'm really two people, Lakki.

In many ways, I'm a snob.

I can't stand women smoking in the street...

or when people say ""cock'' and ""cunt'' on the radio.

Just the though of it makes me blush.

On the other hand...

I loved the life in our old apartment building.

Washing the stairs-

The rat poison I ran around with.

All the hysterical parties we had where I would strip naked.

You slept through those, of course.

Did you really think so? Is that really what you thought?

All that stuff. Middle of the '7 0s, beginning of the '80s-

The time those two chicks- Do you still say ""chicks''?

came sailing in here- Siss and your mother.

Siss with half a bottle of sherry in her bag.

Do you know what? The waiter let them drink it.

He even brought them glasses.

""I can't stand men in ties.'' That was the first thing she said to me.

Then she took it off me and put it under her blouse.

""You can come get it tomorrow,'' she said.

- Did you? - No, I didn't have the guts.

She wasn't wearing any panties.

- But what about the tie? - I said she could keep it.

- She's still got it. - What happened?

I fell head over heels in love.

Do you know where you were conceived?

Careful.

Eddi, Eddi, another one damn it.

And get a move on with that Coke.

What does conceived mean?

We fucked, okay?

And right there and then one of my sperm met her egg...

and became a baby.

A boy. You Lakki.

Where was I conceived, then?

At a party after a pro-abortion demonstration.

I got so turned on that I dragged her into the bathroom.

- Why no abortion? - Never.

I would never let a woman do that.

Thanks, Eddi. You've been to the cellar as well, I see.

It smells wonderful. Don't be upset, Eddi.

You'll have to excuse me. Things are a bit hectic at the moment.

Great, Eddi. Many thanks.

There's only one woman in my life, Lakki.

Your mother.

No.

Then why did you leave us?

We clawed each other to death.

Sorry.

Nothing to be sorry for.

Of course I want to go on meeting you, but Vibeke hasn't got the nerves.

What nerves? What have I done?

She's jealous.

You look too much like your mother.

Shall I be punished for that?

You know how women are- Feelings and feelings.

She won't allow me to have a past.

- What about herself? - She was 20 when we met.

She'd just left home, practically a virgin.

I was lonely.

- What's a man supposed to do? - I don't want to hear any more.

Everything changes when you have kids.

Go on and say it, you've got to go home to fatso. Damn it.

I don't want to go home.

When you get older, maybe we'll be able to communicate.

Communicate! Bullshit!

What's the point of marriage if it's such a fucking drag?

Do you know what loneliness is?

Horseshit!

Five minutes and 1 3 point four seconds.

- What? - That's how long that drink took.

Buy me a beer, will you?

I got the beer.

But if you don't take your feet off the table, they'll throw us out.

- Do you understand? - Screw the beer.

I won't do it again. I promise.

Don't drink from the bottle.

People will think I picked you up at a public restroom.

I have to go to the bathroom.

You can't sleep here.

- Where's my father? - Didn't he go home?

He went to the toilet. I'd better go and see.

There's no point. He left.

- Bye. - What about the rest of the juice?

- I don't drink alcohol. - Alcohol?

It's just juice. Drink it.

- Can you make me some toast? - Slept well?

- I don't want that coffee. - Beg your pardon.

God knows, I didn't. You snoring could wake the dead.

- You said you didn't want coffee? - I didn't want that coffee.

What's that?

I told you, he's at a difficult age.

There's too much talk about problems of""puberty.'' In my day-

It's no longer ""your day'' and life is not a PE class.

There are some problems that can't be solved with push-ups.

Push-ups are out. All sports-

Take your damn sport and shove it up your ass.

It's my son we're talking about.

I know what it is.

It's a ball-buster. Good to have in bed.

I'm going to buy some cigarettes.

You think my mom likes you, but she's only after your dick.

Christ knows why, everyone knows you're into boys.

It says so in the toilets at school. Everybody talks about it.

You dirty, little-

- If Mom comes, she'll call the police. - I'm warning you.

You don't stand a chance and you know it.

- Is it true about the toilet walls? - Sure is.

It's written in permanent ink so it can't be washed off.

But it's not true.

Lakki, I know it's silly, but I've fallen in love with him.

He's such a good man.

Damn runts. Damn runts.

School psychologist.

Dear Lakki and Siss. Don't come looking for me.

Love, Mia. Mother with a small m.

23-68-77.

- Hello. - Hello, Siss?

Lakki, what's wrong?

- I don't know. - What are you saying?

Is something's wrong?

I found a note when I got home.

It said, ""Dear Lakki and Siss. Don't come looking for me.

Love. Mia. Mother with a small m.''

Oh, my God, then she's done it.

She's done it? What has she done?

Have you checked her bedroom?

- The door's locked. - Kick it in, damn it.

Are you there?

You have to be in there.

- Are you there? - I can't do it.

You have to do it. I'm coming, but you have to try.

I'm too tired.

I'll give you such a spanking, you spoiled little brat.

- Do you want her to die? - Die?

I won't let you! I won't let you do this to me!

Call an ambulance. She's in there.

Help me!

I'm coming, It's me, Lakki. I'm coming.

Everything's going to be all right, I promise.

I'm coming! I'm coming!

I'm coming!

He left us, but I'm coming.

Hello.

My mom's trying to kill herself. I'm breaking down the door.

Mother.

The place looked like a mausoleum. I threw them out.

Cut flowers are repulsive.

Plants belong in soil, where they can bloom and wither.

Trees.

A forest.

Hello. I see.

Well, I'm pleased to hear it.

Yes.

Many thanks. Thank you. Good-bye.

- She's been talking. - What did she say?

""How's my hair?''

Mom.

Lakki.

Can you ever forgive me?