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GIRL PICTURE

Score! Score!

Mimmi!

C'mon.

Could you at least try?

Can we swap Mimmi?

-Saana, you're not the boss here.
-But she's not playing.

Why are you even here
if you don't play?

Fuck.

Shit... What the...

Fucking maniac!

-Stop.
-Stop, huh?

Why don't you stop? Stop.

Stop. Stop. Stop.

Mimmi.

Girls.

-I'm gonna sue you!
-Mimmi. Come back.

You're crazy.
-Me? Of the two of us?

Sue me.

But seriously, what is it?

-I was pissed off.
-Amazing introspection.

I'm sorry. Was my cognitive analysis
not profound enough?

No.

They want me to participate
in their delusion.

Which is...

That I should take
the game seriously.

Someone came up
with two poles and a net.

If I pick up a stick
and hit the ball between the poles...

I'm a winner.

That's bullshit.

Yep.

That analysis was
a lot more in-depth.

And definitely justifies
beating up someone

who takes the sport seriously.

Fucking Rönkkö Radio!

"Shit talk only."

If you actually had a radio station,
what would the slogan be?

"Most hits."

You were a bit tilted.

Take a bigger edge
before you jump.

Arms.

And now, go!

Hey. Hello?

Where's your head?

You know how to do this.
Let's go again.

Arms. Yes.

Okay. Let's move on.

-I want to jump.
-Emma, let's move on.

-I can do this.
-Emma!

It's alright.

We'll take a short break
and then try again. Okay?

Go take a breather.

You're giving yourself a gift
when you strengthen

the connection
between your body and mind.

You're also helping your body
recover from stressful situations.

You can also imagine

you're giving your body
a nice, gentle massage...

I'll go home and practice.

You have to go
to Frida's birthday party.

She'll understand.

It would be good for you
to take it easy a moment.

Getting selected is more important.

Mom, I want to go
to the European Championships.

You'll go to the party.
I'm your mom and that's final.

Fine. But I'll be home before ten.

Don't be ridiculous.
The party starts at ten.

Relax. Dance.

Here you go.
Just Breathe. Yum yum.

-Thank you. I have a...
-A loyalty card.

One more stamp,
and you get a free smoothie.

-Here you go.
-Thanks.

Did you want something else?
A ginger shot maybe?

It'll wake you up,
even if you're in a coma.

I was actually wondering

if you'd like to have some kind
of beverage with me some day.

I'll let you choose the color.

No? Well... No.

Well, have a nice day.

-Just breathe.
-Yeah.

Bye.

Smooth... ie.

Smoothie.

What? What happened?

-I just wasn't interested.
-Yeah...

Okay. That's positive.

It would be shitty
if that's your game face.

I am interested, but...

I didn't have strong enough
feelings for him.

Okay. You came to that conclusion
after five seconds?

Shouldn't you feel it
at first glance?

How depressing would it be
if that was true?

I believe
the eyes are the mirror of the soul.

-What? Seriously?
-Yes.

Eyes don't tell anything.
I can totally fake that look.

I could look at a person
in a way that says,

"Oh my gosh, you're amazing."

"And good-looking. And lovely."

-"And sexy."
-That's not what I meant.

"You make everything feel
so good."

"And that's why I want to give you
my whole heart."

-I don't believe you.
-Oh my God.

Hi!

Darling, hi!

-Happy birthday, sweetie.
-Thanks.

-Here you are.
-Lovely balloons.

All my lovelies are here now.
I'm happy.

Anyone interesting coming tonight?

Mikko and Kelmi said
they're coming.

Timo, Haba. Risto.

-I want new dick. Am I asking too much?
-No.

Rafe. He's your type.

Rafe is a horny little squirrel.

I'm your horny little squirrel.

Frigging gross.

I'll go get something to drink.

Hi. What would you like?

Yes?

Hi.

Does You Are Perfect
have added sugar?

-No.
-How much banana does it have?

About three quarters. Depending
on the size of an individual banana.

Okay.
Is Lime of Passion very sour?

Sorry? No.

I can add lime, if you want.

-No. It'll give me an upset stomach.
-Okay.

What about Grass Is Beaner?
Is it very grassy?

Could you order, please?
There's a line.

Yeah. One Bali Baby.
No, Bali Bambi.

Hey, you did it, eventually.

It wasn't very difficult, was it?

Did you just stick
the smoothie straw up your ass?

Holy cock.

You know nothing about me.

So why don't you dump
your stupid jokes in the blender instead.

That'll be 7.90.

I'm sorry.

-Do you want a receipt?
-No, thanks.

-That waitress is crazy.
-Yep.

-She beat up Saana in gym class today.
- What?

I don't get how we have to
be in the same classroom with her

and no one has offered us
trauma counseling.

Hey, let's invite her
and her friend to the party.

No way. Wait, Frida.

Don't.

Reetta Rönkkö.
That's her friend's name.

That's a boss fucking name.

-Let's go, please.
-No.

Why not?

Because I'd rather watch
every live-action Disney film

than go to a party in the suburbs.

-I need it.
-What? Barbecue-flavored potato chips?

Bad music? Suburban dick?

-I'm not like others.
-I'm glad you're not.

I mean it. I'm serious.

Whenever I'm with someone,
I don't feel anything.

Darling.

Someone our age saying they'll
never find love is the biggest cliché.

-You will find love.
-I didn't mean love.

I mean,

even if I like the guy,

and we're having a good time
and I'm feeling horny,

I don't enjoy the sex.

-You don't get turned on?
-Nada.

I'm scared that'll never change

and that I'll never feel
what others feel.

What's that?

Wanting to be so close
to another person

that it's not enough
that your skin touches.

Wanting to get deeper
and, like, swallow the other person.

And then watch Netflix
and drink Coke together.

Your expectations for intercourse
are quite high.

We're so young. I wouldn't panic.

You just have to screw more.

Well, why do you think
I want to go to the suburbs?

Damn, this was a trap!

Remember when you dry-humped
for the first time as a kid,

and then you were, like,

"What the hell? This is
what everyone's talking about?"

But then you practiced it,
and it finally started working.

Open your eyes.

-Remember?
-Yeah.

Perfection.

Oh my God.

-Where's your band t-shirt?
-Which one?

The one that says "I don't give a fuck,"
but also "I'm down to fuck."

Keep digging.

Oh, it might be on the rack.

What about girls?

Nope. I'm totally heterosexual.

-What a pity.
-I know.

Mom's calling.

Hi.

That's okay. I'm also really sorry.

Everything's okay.

Are you okay?

Lionel didn't get into the daycare
we wanted.

It's also the closest one.

We'll have to take him to a daycare
that's really far from us.

This is so unfair.

What about Lionel's birthday?
How are we going to celebrate?

He wants pizza.
And a dolphin balloon.

That's lovely.

I'll come with you to the pizza place.
How about we go to Rosso?

Yeah, that's a great idea.
I'll reserve a table.

-I love this!
-Mom got it for me.

What?

Rönkkö is just trying on
the dress you gave me.

-Hi, Rönkkö.
-Hi, Sanna. How's it going?

We're going out tonight,
so I have to go.

-Let's call about Friday.
-Okay. Have fun.

-Yeah.
-Bye!

Bye.

This is so amazing.

You can have it.

-Really?
-Yeah.

I should tell Mom to give me money
instead of clothes.

I'm going to score in this.
Thank you, Sanna!

You do look damn good in it.

Wonderful.

Hey.

You have to practice sex.

It'll work out.

I'm positive it'll work out.

-I came to come.
-Yes, you did.

This is like a daycare from hell.

Perfect.

-Just go and take someone.
-And then what?

You take him.

-Hi.
-Hi. I love your bolero.

-What?
-A bolero.

What?

You're way too cool for this party.

A supernova.

Kalle, what's up, man?

-You want some?
-Yeah, thanks.

Those Moomin mugs always make
me think of Moomin mug babies.

What are those?

In home semination, sperm donors
ejaculate into a Moomin mug.

Whenever I drink
from a Moomin mug,

I wonder if it was a mug
someone ejaculated in.

A lot of Moomin mugs
are collector's items,

so people don't throw them away
like Ikea mugs.

Which raises the question:
what if Frida was made in that mug?

Think about it.

Then you just...

Right.

It's interesting that the sperm
likes the smooth surface of the mug.

What's up, Bali Baby?

What are you watching?

What?

-What are you watching?
-Why do you want to know?

Because you're
the most interesting person here.

I'm watching
these triple Lutz videos.

Okay.

-Why?
-Because I'm a skater.

Are you any good?

Outrageously good.

Guys, come help!
Some dude's flipping out!

Calm down!

I can't be here if the cops come.

Let's go.

-Suck it like a lollipop.
-I like lollipops.

I heard
you give the best blowjobs.

-What?
-Yeah.

-What do you mean?
-Yeah, you give the best blowjobs.

-Are you dumb?
-It's a compliment.

-Right...
-Where are you going?

You watch too much porn.

-Do you really think that's a compliment?
-Well, no...

-Hi.
-Hi.

May I?

Yeah.

-May I touch you?
-Yeah.

-Do you need paper?
-Yeah.

-Here you are.
-Thanks.

This was pretty cool, huh?

-Is this a skate blade?
-Yeah.

It's like an amulet?

Why do you skate?

-What?
-What?

No one's ever asked that.

I love it more than anything.

What?

I can't say I love something
more than anything.

-When's your next competition?
-In two weeks.

-You're not excited?
-I am. Definitely.

You just said you love skating
more than anything,

but the look on your face

is that of a vegan who realized
the ham she just ate wasn't vegan.

I've lost my triple Lutz.

If I don't get it back,
I'll lose everything.

-What's a triple Lutz?
-It's a jump.

It's my best jump.

It's also the hardest,
so you get the most points for it.

Can you show me?

What?

I want to see what a triple
Lutz looks like.

Really.

First you greet the audience
when you come on the ice.

Then you find your place on the ice.

You look at the judges
for the last time.

The starting position.

The music starts.

You have to charm the judges.
They can see everything.

You mustn't be nervous.

Head. Arch.

Judges.

You have to be strong and sensitive
at the same time.

Breath.

Arms.

Head. Arch.

Bang!

I'm getting closer to the Lutz.

Arms. Spiral.

Turn.

And landing.

This is where you applaud.

Let's go.

Where?

What?

What?

What?

I love that I can give you pleasure.

I could keep you here
with me all day.

Do.

May I lick you?

Yes, you may.

Who is it?

No one.

Good.

Put the guards back on.

-What time are you picking me up?
-At 4.

Shoot!

No!

Mimmi, ready.

Saana.

Go. Go.

We rock. Game on.

-You're running!
-Don't exaggerate. I'm jogging fast.

Good job, Mimmi!

Peach and Love. Enjoy!

-Thanks.
-Thank you so much.

I'm confused.

You had great sex,

and now you're serving
customers with a smile.

Don't worry. I won't steal
your Employee of the Year title.

What's it like?

C'mon, tell me.

It's not like that. Stop.

-What's it like?
-Okay, it is a bit like that.

I don't know. It's like... Well...

You talked about skin

and going deep.
I think I know what you mean.

By the way, I figured out
what went wrong with Henkka

when the fingering felt
a bit too much like grinding.

Yeah?

Well, he clearly didn't know
what he was doing.

Did you tell him what you want?

I tried to guide him with moans.

-Moans?
-You know, moving my body.

You have to explain what you need.

No one will understand

unless you say
things like "up" or "down."

"That doesn't feel good.
The clitoris isn't there, right?"

Hi. What would you like today?

Honey...

-Sorry.
-I'm training.

Tarja's here.
Come downstairs, okay?

-Hi.
-Hi.

First of all, no one is angry at you.

We just want to talk to you.

Tarja said you were over
an hour late today.

It won't happen again.

You can't let the Lutz become
a monster

that'll make you avoid practice.

We have to find a solution.

How would you feel
about talking to Irina?

Or, if you want, we can find you
another mental coach.

The most important thing
is to open your mental lock.

I show up late to practice
for the first time in 14 years,

and you all freak out.

There's nothing to be ashamed of.

It's perfectly normal to have
a mental block

before a big competition.

I'll get my Lutz back by skating.

I'll see you at the rink
in the morning.

-I'll go there tonight.
-Don't train too hard.

Rönkkö!

We didn't play soccer
when Heikki the Cutie was there.

Yes, we did.
That damn swamp soccer.

Sonja was wearing this T-shirt
that became totally see-through

when it got muddy.

Okay, we did play swamp soccer,
and Heikki the Cutie was there.

-Who's Heikki the Cutie?
-This guy who was in Sipi's class.

He moved to Germany
or somewhere.

-Sonja was so in love with him.
-That's right.

Sipi's parties are a classic.

Every year the party has to be better
than the year before.

Last year we played paintball.

Just the thought of being getting hit
in the butt hurts.

Will there be cute guys tonight?

Sipi is fucking cute.

And a slut!

This song is so good.

We're gonna party tonight!

-Hi.
-Hi.

Here's the kitchen.
The fridge and all.

Hi.

-Hello.
-Hi.

Oh, they're outside.

Hey, come inside!

-Sparkling wine?
-Yes, please.

-Sparkling wine?
-Yes, for me, too.

Sipi. What's up, ho?

Hi.

-This is Rönkkö.
-Hi.

-Hi.
-Sipi.

-Hi.
-Welcome.

-Thanks.
-Cheers.

I have a train to catch.

My little brother Lionel
turns four today,

and he wants to go to a pizza place
because he loves pizza.

Our whole family's going.

It sounds lovely.

-Where do they live?
-Riihimäki.

Oh, one thing.

-What?
-I forgot to wrap Lionel's gift.

I bought him
this Lego adventure thing.

I wanted to give him
exactly what he asked for.

It was so annoying
when I was a kid

and never got what I really wanted.

I always got some dolls
that were on sale.

I'll help you.
I love wrapping gifts.

Okay. Thank you.

What's that?

For my serotonin levels.
These make me sweet.

-What are you like without them?
-They're really not very strong.

When I was little,
my mom and I were super close.

But when I was in junior high,
Mom started dating my stepdad,

and they got pregnant pretty soon.

It was a big crisis for me.

Or it was
a hell of a big change for me.

But everything's good
between me and Mom now.

-I haven't told my mom about you.
-Me neither.

Yeah, but I tell my mom everything

because she's my best friend.

It's as if you hadn't told Rönkkö
about me.

Why haven't you told her then?

I never really had
a life outside of skating.

Mom and Dad are really supportive.

They know practically everything
about me.

I guess I wanted to have
something of my own for once.

Am I your own?

Well, do you want to be?

Come with me.

Or do you have
an important practice today?

No. I have time. I'd love to.

Dear friends.
This year's sport is laser tag.

-We have two teams.
-The blue one.

And the red one.
The red team's base is there.

The blue team's base is there.

The game is Capture the Flag.

We'll try to steal the enemy's flag
from their base.

If someone shoots you,
you die for eight seconds.

-You have to stay where you are
until your vest lights up again.

-How's your aim?
-Let's find out.

-I'm not in.
-Don't go anywhere.

Fuck!

Ah, she got me!

It's the last door.

Hello?

Maybe you remembered
the time wrong.

No, I didn't.

Let's just go.

Don't. Wait in the car.

Lionel!

-Mimosa!
-Hi!

Yay!
-Hi!

Hi, Stinkaroony.
Lovely to see you.

-Happy birthday!
-Yay!

-What's this?
-A dolphin.

Really? That's your birthday gift.

-Wow, that's nice!
-Yay!

-Did you say "thank you"?
-Thank you.

Show it to Daddy.

Mimmi, I'm sorry.
I forgot you were coming with us.

Were you waiting long?
Or did you just get here?

I don't know how I could forget.

-Come have coffee and cake with us.
-Yes, come have cake.

-I want cake.
-Cool jacket. Where'd you find it?

Can we go?

Did you come by car?
Whose car is that?

-Did Rönkkö get a driver's licence?
-We're on our way to a party.

I don't think we have time
for the cake.

-Have a great birthday party.
-Please come in for some cake.

Come give me a hug.

It was great to see you.

-I'm really sorry about this.
-Don't worry about it.

-See you!
-Bye!

-Let's go.
-Let's go have cake.

When can I open the gift?

-Hi.
-Hi.

Would you like to blow me?

Yeah. That would be hot.

You're all wet.

Could you lie down sideways?

-You might hit the right spot better.
-Yeah. Okay.

Can you move down a bit?

I'll go like this...

I'm getting a cramp.

-How about I use my hand?
-Yeah.

You can imagine you're doing
a spiral with your finger.

Okay.

Did you come?

Yeah.

I did.

-Do you want me to...
-No need.

No offense,
but reading out loud

a manual for your genitals
isn't exactly a turn-on.

I mean, there's no passion.

-I'm sorry, I...
-That's okay. No worries.

I'll go check out what's happening
in the main house.

Okay.

Could you spend the night?

I really have to go practice.

Okay. I get it.

See you around.

Bye.

Best of luck at the competition!

Please enjoy the hotel
and these gifts!

Your sponsor team at FLOAT.

Wanna watch a movie tonight?

Next on my watch list is

The Discreet Charm
of the Bourgeoisie.

Sounds great.

Is it as important a film as
Last Summer at Marienbad?

-Last Year.
-Whatever.

I wanted to rip my arm off
and throw it at the TV.

We can also watch Friends.
Or Gossip Girl.

Would it better if I didn't try at all?

I don't get what's wrong.

-I must have some flaw in me.
-No.

-Some major flaw.
-You don't.

Hey, you're lovely and beautiful.

And you're really smart.

And you're damn funny.

You're a goddess.

A curly goddess.

Like, Lord, help me. Namaste.

-Namaste?
-Namaste for this lovely Rönkkö.

You know what people look for
all their lives?

This.

You can't ghost me and turn me
into some pitiful person

who imagined everything
and fell in love with you

while you weren't committed.

You're so lovely
and sexy and intelligent and funny.

Go ahead
and continue pretending,

but you know
nothing feels better than us.

-What a shame.
-Emma.

Emma, wait.

Hi.

-Hi.
-Oh, hi.

Is today a Just Breathe day
or a One in a Melon day?

-I think I'll try It Takes Two to Mango.
-Yeah.

-Does it take two to mango?
-Sorry, what?

Do you want to mango with me?

What do you mean?

I mean,

would you still be up for
a beverage or dinner?

You mean, a mango beverage,
for example?

Sure. Let's go.

Great.

This is our changing room.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Smells like elementary school
gym class in here.

-You have new bruises.
-Fucking Lutz.

-You still haven't gotten it right?
-No, but I will.

Have you learned all my bruises
by heart?

Yes, every one of them.

-Is it painful?
-Yeah, a little.

It looks bad.

Hey!

Hi!

Hi. I'm Karoliina. Emma's mom.

-Mimmi.
-Nice to meet you.

I'm up here

because Emma doesn't like it
when I watch too close.

Oh, okay.

You can stay there.
I'm sure it's totally okay.

You look really lovely.

Emma!

What's going on?

Emma, turn the music off.

Emma, turn the music off!

-C'mon. I was just kidding around.
-No kidding around on the ice.

Nonskaters can go sit up there.

Mimmi. Don't go anywhere.

Tarja, I can train and...

I know
you're nervous about tomorrow,

but nervousness won't go away
if you kid around.

-Stop babbling. I've fucking had it...
-Emma!

Honey, calm down. Breathe.

I've so had it with this shit!

I'm not coming tomorrow.
I quit!

Emma.

Think about all the things
we can do now.

What things?

We can lounge around like this
all day.

We can go to the movies
and watch two movies in a row.

Or go to the movies
in the afternoon.

-Or we can take a trip.
-Where would we go?

I want to travel
through Europe by train.

-I want to travel to Siberia.
-Yeah.

We'd hike
in the steppes of Mongolia

and sleep in gers.

Could you spend weeks with me
on the train?

Yes.

Even a year.

Emma. Are you sure about this?

-I've never been this sure of anything.
-I mean skating.

-Hey, let's go out.
-Emma.

You've been skating
a long fucking time.

-Skating is your life.
-I have no life.

I have practice three times a day.

I keep a food diary, a training diary.

I spend all my holidays
at skating camps.

That's not life.

You're right.

Let's go dancing. Let's go out.

Let's go dancing. Come.

-May I lick you?
-Yes.

-Are you not getting laid?
-Why do you ask?

Don't they say that tearing off labels
means you haven't gotten laid?

Sorry, just a dumb thing
I heard somewhere.

-Hey, how are you guys doing?
-Good. Good. Thanks.

So, Love Is Like a Wave
appetizer plate for two.

-Enjoy.
-Thank you.

-All right. Bon appétit.
-Bon appétit.

Don't you eat edamame
with your hands?

It's not that I haven't gotten laid.
I'm nervous.

I mean,

I've thought for a long time
you're really cute

and wanted to ask you out.

And then I did and you...

I froze a bit when you...

Then you said yes,
and we're suddenly here.

I might have a few butterflies
in my stomach

when I look at you.

-Yeah. I get it.
-So, there.

I also sometimes get stressed out
about stuff.

Okay.

-What?
-This is a bit spicy.

Is it really that spicy?
I like spicy.

Okay, this is quite spicy.

You know what happened
to my friend?

She had a date with her boyfriend,
and they ate really spicy food.

Then they went to bed,

and my friend's boyfriend
licked my friend.

Then my friend's pussy was on fire.

She ran to the shower

because she didn't realize
water would make it worse.

Something cold and greasy
would've helped.

So she should've put
margarine in there?

Or yoghurt.

Hey, I had a really good time.
Thanks.

I also had a good time.

It would be nice to see you again.

If you want,
we could go out next week...

I think I'm in love with you.

I'll go get something to drink.

-What would you like?
-Two gin and tonics, please.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Sorry, these guys abducted me.

-Otto. Samuli.
-This is my friend Emma.

-Future European Champion.
-Cool.

-What an honor.
-What sport?

What?

In which sport will you be
the European Champion?

Wrestling.

It's cool when a woman chooses
such a masculine sport.

Okay.

Do you feel men see you
as a threat because of that?

Otto...

Do you feel that asking that

will make you sound
appropriately like a feminist?

He's not a bad guy.
He appreciates female athletes.

How about appreciating
just athletes?

-Fair point.
-Touché.

-Are you going home?
-I'm going to the bathroom.

-Are you coming too?
-I don't have to piss.

-Are we having an after-party somewhere?
-Yes. His place.

-Do you want me?
-Yes.

I want you too.
I want you so much.

Wow, you're gorgeous.

-Guess what I want you to do to me?
-What?

I want you to fuck me.

I want you to fuck me hard
and stick your finger up my...

-Where?
-Stick it up my...

Is everything okay?

Yeah.
Sorry, I'll be out in a minute.

Just a moment, and I'll leave.

Don't worry. You can spend
the night if you want.

This is, like, the best burger ever.

-It's funny someone still eats meat.
-Only when I'm drunk.

-Your place is so cool. It's so you.
-Yeah, you know me already.

Are all the apartments
in this building lofts?

Yeah. This used to be a factory.

They turned it into apartments
a couple of years ago.

I love old buildings so much.
They have a soul.

-Madam.
-Thanks.

-That's lovely.
-How's your soul?

What about it?

Well, you know me,
but I don't know you yet.

Okay.

-May I read your fortune?
-How?

Well, like this.

-Okay.
-Okay.

-Say "Stop."
-Okay.

Stop.

Okay.
And say "Stop" one more time.

Stop.

Okay.

-Okay, are you ready?
-Yes, I am.

"Even though
she's so different from me,

when our eyes meet
across the room at a party,

we immediately know
what the other's thinking."

Sweet. But quite cheesy.

I don't know
if I'd want someone to know

what I'm thinking at all times.

Yeah, someone might find out
you're not thinking anything.

You see,
she's more of a weathervane.

-Oh, you are?
-I live in the moment.

And you don't care
how it affects others.

-At least I'm honest with myself.
-And dishonest with others.

At least I'm not using you
to rebel for the first time in my life.

Recently I've been thinking a lot
about being honest with myself.

-People have way too many things. Titles.
-Totally.

-Emotions, everything.
-Yeah.

At the end of the day,
all that is clutter.

Do we really want all that,

or do we want them because
we think we should want them?

-Spot on.
-If you know what I mean.

-I'd like to see the loft.
-Sure.

Watch your step.

The staircase might be
a bit slippery.

-I didn't have time to clean here.
-That's all right.

-Is this your workspace?
-Well, this is...

-Say something to me.
-You smell damn good.

Emma.

Stay the fuck away from me.

MOM

-Good morning.
-Morning.

I don't drink coffee,
but would you like soda?

Yeah, soda is good.
Better than coffee.

There you go.
-Thanks.

I'll make you oatmeal.

I'm really sorry about last night.

C'mon. We've all had too much
to drink at one time or another.

Besides, you aimed so well
that I didn't even have to clean.

Thanks. I'll remember
my performance fondly.

So will I.

You actually read a paper version
of the newspaper?

I don't know how to read;
I just pretend.

-That's my train.
-Okay.

I thought...

Sorry.

Well... It's a pity.

Yep.

Just enjoy now.

Fuck.

-Don't they have two programs?
-Yeah.

The short program
and the free skate.

In that case she still has a chance.

Whatever.

I couldn't care less.

You can't be serious.

First you treat her like shit,

then you stalk her on Instagram
and pretend you're not interested.

Get your shit together.

I'm not interested. Period.

I'd do anything to find

someone with whom
everything would work out.

Someone I'd like for real
and with whom I could have great sex.

You had that with Emma,
but you just piss on it.

-Jesus.
-Don't yell.

If a couple of guys

didn't make you come,
it's still not a tragedy.

When will you realize
everything won't be handed to you?

Don't accuse me if you're scared.

You're fucking rude.

At least I try to face my fears.

You were so scared
you destroyed Emma's career.

Is everything all right here?

And then you started
running your mouth at the guards?

Yeah.

Why did you do that?

Because I always screw
everything up.

I fell in love and I screwed that up,
too. On purpose.

-I always screw things up on purpose.
-Why?

Because I'm a terrible person.

You must've had a reason,

but you don't seem
like a terrible person.

I'll log this up as a disturbance.

There won't be
any consequences for you.

Read this through, okay?

Tell me if anything's missing.

-I'll go call your parents.
-Mom.

Okay.

Your mother can't make it.
She said she'll call you later today.

What?

What fucking bullshit?

Hey, everything's fine.
You can go home.

I don't want to.

Can you call her again and say
I'm not going anywhere

unless she comes here?

Okay.

I'm sorry you had to come.

I know you're busy

and that you don't always remember
to ask how I'm doing.

I understand you don't have time
to remember

if we've agreed to do
something together.

And I understand it's because
you have Lionel

and you want to do
everything right with him

now that you have
a second chance.

And I don't want to interfere in that,

but I kinda miss
the time it was just me and you.

You were just my mom.
And I was just a child.

Darling.

My Stinkaroony.

Do you remember when you made it
to the competition for the first time?

You were really little.
Five, I think.

Guess why I chose you?

You wanted
nothing more than to skate.

And you were totally fearless.

You wanted to learn
and take on challenges.

Emma, it's okay to want to have
other things in life.

That's not forbidden.

But do you still want this?

Can we stop for a second
and understand

that Emma is going
to the European Championships!

Hi.

-Hi.
-Did you also escape here?

Sort of.
It's kind of impossible to be there.

True.

Do you play?

-Hey, an illegal move.
-What?

-You can't lift the table.
-The ball was stuck.

8 - 5.

All right.

9 - 5.

This isn't real.

You know what?
You ruined Moomin mugs for me.

-I can't drink from them anymore.
-You should have it taken care of.

You never know
when you might need them.

-10 - 5!
-Right.

I'd like to say
I'm way better than this,

but I think this is the best I can do.

Anyway, would you like
a rematch some day?

I don't know if I like
fucking or kissing or anything.

Maybe I do, maybe I don't.

Okay.

Okay.