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SILENT HEART

- Michael. - What?

- It's not like we're going to a party. - I thought they wanted it to be relaxed?

Hi, Mom.

Hello, dear. Welcome.

Hi, Dad.

I'm glad you're here.

How are things?

Let's go inside.

- It's a little gift for the hostess. - You shouldn't have.

- Why is the table set for Christmas? - We won't spend Christmas together.

So I thought we'd celebrate it now. Grandpa is cooking duck.

- And candied potatoes. - That's why.

Do you have your iPad?

- We weren't sure what... - I know.

What do you bring to a party like this?

Thank you, dear.

- I'll go. - Let's greet them together.

I put you in the room upstairs.

- Is Lisbeth invited? - She's her childhood friend.

Trust me, I'd prefer it was just family.

It's hard enough to begin with, but...

I just want this weekend to be exactly as she wants.

That's what is most important.

What was I thinking with the salt and pepper set? She has no use for it now.

- They're lovely. My favorite. - I know.

- They're beautiful. - Hi, Lisbeth.

Heidi!

Hi, Michael. It's good to see you.

- You too. - I'm glad you're here. It's good...

- That we can do this together. - It's a privilege.

- Can I be of any help, Mom? - Just go in the living room and relax.

- We'll eat when Sanne comes. - Okay.

- Wait... - Yes, Mom?

- Would you take these with you? - Yes, of course.

They're lovely.

- Do you need anything? - No.

- What's Mom doing? - She's feeling nauseous.

- If she can't swallow... - She can.

She'd rather manage on her own.

Are you all okay?

As okay as you can be.

- It's hard, Dad. - It is hard.

We've had a chance to get used to the idea, so that's good.

At least one's not angry anymore. Though, it was almost easier then.

I was furious with her.

I hated the fact that she was so certain.

- How about you, Jonathan? - He finds it's hard to talk about.

- No, I understand her. - I knew you would, Jonathan.

- Should we call Sanne...? - She's probably on her way.

It's just, we only have this weekend. It'd be nice if for once...

She'll be here soon.

Sorry. Sorry.

If you regret it, we can always leave.

Honey?

Terrific, Sanne.

Now we're all here.

Dennis! I thought you weren't coming.

Of course. Hello.

Hi.

It's too early to start crying.

Yeah...

- Hello, Esther. - I'm glad you came.

- Hi, Sanne. - Hi.

- Hi, Dennis. - You get a hug, too.

- I only made up a bed for one. - I'll make one up for Dennis.

- I can make the bed myself. - I know, but then we can also chat.

I'll do it.

- Can I take your coat? - Yes, please.

Why did you bring him?

Why did you bring Michael?

He's been my husband for 15 years. We have a son, Mom's grandson.

Yes, and Dennis is my boyfriend.

- This week. - No, for two years.

Didn't you tell Mom last week that it was over for the umpteenth time

because he was...? What was he?

Morally and emotionally an 8-year-old?

- I can wait outside. - Yes, you can.

Dad said that Mom cried for an hour afterwards. She was devastated.

How could you call her in her condition? She has enough on her mind.

I needed to talk to her. It's not my problem that you can't talk to her.

- And Dad said that you were drunk. - So what?

Maybe Dennis helps me get through this. Have you thought of that?

- Does he know about your condition? - I'm fine.

Just fine.

- You didn't answer my question. - It's nice that he takes me as I am.

You still didn't answer my question.

Do you think that just for two days you could put your own needs aside

so Mom could have her weekend without it being all about you?

- Can you do that, Sanne? - Yes, I can. I'm sure.

I left a letter for you on the desk. Take it with you when you leave.

- Okay. - Are you nervous?

Are you asking me?

The best thing about you being here is that I can concentrate on how you are.

I'm fine.

Where are the boys?

They're playing soccer.

- Is everything okay? - Yes, here's some chocolate.

Would you like a cognac?

Please. Today I'd like a double.

- Give it to your mother. - Here.

Thanks.

- Do you live together? - No, it's...

It's a bit back and forth.

When I was your age, I had a boyfriend I moved in with four times.

- And eventually you moved out? - I fell in love with someone else.

I think. I don't know.

I fell in love all the time back then.

- Your turn. - 42 points. Your Dad is good.

Yes, he's the best.

Would you like some cake?

Even if it costs us all our glasses,

I refuse to drink cognac out of a straw.

I'll get a cloth.

I'll clean this up.

Your mom is awesome.

I'd be freaked out if I were dying on Sunday.

Do you want some?

- Baby? - No thanks.

Do you mind if I have a puff before we go to bed?

You could rub my back at the same time.

I can't let her do it.

Who? Your mom?

I can't.

But you agreed to it.

- I know, but what else could I do? - Well...

- It's what she wants. - It's too soon.

- Your dad said it'd get worse soon. - Dad could be wrong.

He's a doctor. And your mom is ready.

But I'm not.

It's too soon.

What can you do?

Huh?

They've planned this for months.

When I know when she's going to do it...

...I'll call an ambulance and say it's a suicide attempt.

Fuck.

I can't take this.

This is too much.

I'm going home.

Safe trip. The keys are in the lake.

Fuck!

I'm off to bed.

Goodnight, Dad.

Sleep tight.

- Don't get up. - I want to give you a proper hug.

Goodnight, dear.

Goodnight.

Do you know what I think is the hardest?

Yes, that you don't get to decide how they feel.

I'm not worried about Heidi. She'll manage.

But Sanne...

You've done what you could. We've done what we could.

Have we?

Isn't that just what we tell ourselves?

- Will you blow out the candles? - Yes.

Are you already up, Jonathan? I thought teenagers slept in.

I couldn't sleep.

How are you going to do it?

- Didn't your parents tell you? - They said I shouldn't think about it.

And I should help Grandma have a nice weekend.

You see...

Tomorrow, after you've said goodbye to Grandma...

...I'll help her to bed.

Then she'll take some pills.

A combination of pills I have from the clinic.

Then she'll fall asleep while I'm at her side.

And then it's all over.

Dad won't tell me if it's illegal, but he says it's a secret.

- It is. - Then why are you doing it?

Do you know how ill Grandma is?

Grandma suffers from something called amyotrophic lateral sclerosis.

It sounds very complicated, but unfortunately it's simple.

You've seen how she walks...

...and can't use her left arm.

That's how it begins.

When the disease is as aggressive as hers is...

...then it gets worse quickly.

In a few months her arms and legs will be paralyzed.

Then she'll lose the ability to speak...

...and to swallow.

In the end she won't be able to breathe on her own.

Then she'll be put on life support.

She'll be stripped of the ability to live, but she'll still be alive.

It's hard to deal with.

Will you go to prison?

When I call the ambulance, I'll say that I was out taking a walk.

And that Grandma must have taken the pills while I was gone.

That's why we have to do it now while she still has the use of her arm.

- Let me help you. - I can do it myself.

I can do it myself.

Sorry.

Are you really going to stop her?

Baby?

Sanne...

Anything else?

Salt and pepper.

Here.

What is it, dear?

- Is it okay if I take the other set? - Of course.

- Good morning. - Good morning. Did you sleep well?

Yes. Did you?

- Good morning, Mom. - Morning, dear.

Morning.

- It's nice to see you up before noon. - I couldn't sleep.

- Go wake up Sanne and Dennis. - Let them sleep in.

Sure. It's the perfect weekend for sleeping in.

The eggs are ready.

- Hi. - Good morning.

Morning.

Good morning.

Go ahead and eat.

- We're lucky that the weather is good. - We certainly are.

- Maybe we could go for a walk. - Let's do whatever Mom wants.

Tonight we're having Christmas dinner.

You can do what you like today.

We could take a walk down by the water.

I just think we should do something meaningful.

- Something we'll really enjoy. - How about both?

- A walk we'll enjoy. - We can bring hot chocolate.

I'll make it. Then you can relax.

- What do you think, Sanne? - That's fine.

This is our place.

Isn't it, Poul?

Come here, Sanne.

Do you know what?

We were visiting Dad's colleagues. It wasn't far from here.

And the wife was extremely irritating. Do you remember, Poul?

She was driving Poul crazy.

Then I pretended to be ill, and we left

and came here, and...

Then he cured me.

- This is where you were made. - Not exactly planned.

- But definitely a love child. - You really were.

That's deep.

It is deep, Dennis.

Kinda makes me feel like a joint. That is, if you don't mind.

No, but thanks for offering.

- Anytime. - Let's continue.

Do want some? It might help you relax.

You brought me here, so don't take it out on me.

Whatever.

Damn it!

Sanne!

Don't you fucking dare wander off!

We're here for a reason.

What do you want?

- I thought... - You thought I left with Dennis.

So we could smoke a joint and party the night away.

- Yes... No. - Then what did you think?

It's just...

I won't get on Dennis' case. It's your choice.

I just don't understand. He takes off at any sign of trouble.

I don't mind him being here. I just don't think he's good for you.

- And since you have problems... - I'm fine.

Since you have problems, I don't understand why you're with him.

Don't you see, Sanne?

Yes.

Are you stoned?

The lighter didn't work.

Have you been crying?

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

- Are you sure? - Yes, Dennis. I'm blissfully happy!

It's the best weekend of my life!

Okay...

I really...

I really need your help with this.

I think you're wrong. She should decide for herself.

But she's my mother. When it's your mother, you can decide.

It's not right.

Jesus! Can't I count on you for once?

Just what I needed.

At least you're domesticated.

You're not one of those men, who will die of hunger.

It's one thing she won't have to plan.

Something smells good. Where's Mom?

She's coming. Have a glass of wine.

- Dinner is ready, dear. - I'm coming.

Smile!

Say cheese!

- Good. - How about one with you in it?

- Could you take it, Lisbeth? - Yes, of course. A family photo.

- Lisbeth is family, too. - I didn't mean it like that.

- Just press this button. - Right.

Everyone ready? Right.

- Good. - It's a good one.

- Cheers! - Wait.

Shouldn't Jonathan taste the wine?

Dad... Not too much.

Not too much. That's plenty.

Cheers!

- Will you serve the duck? - Yes. Pass me Mom's plate.

Help yourself to the side dishes.

- My grandson is becoming an adult. - Yes.

- He also has a little girlfriend. - I wouldn't call her little.

- She isn't big. Her name is Tilde. - Is she in your class?

- No. - Is she your teacher?

- I'd rather not talk about it. - Grandma asked, so...

We'll talk about something else.

This looks absolutely perfect!

I'm glad to hear it, dear.

Cheers, baby.

- How old were you here? - I think I was ten.

You're so cute. Have you seen this?

Aw!

It's you and Santa Claus!

- Why am I wearing a fur coat in Egypt? - It's not a fur coat.

This is what I fell for. You'll thank me later for finding your mom.

This is nice. Look...

Keep it.

I couldn't imagine a better last meal.

I hope this isn't inappropriate,

but I could also die a happy man right now.

We won't let you, but thanks for understanding. Cheers, Dennis.

Cheers, Esther.

- Let's dance around the tree. - Then you can play for us, Mom.

Sorry.

- Michael, will you play for us? - Certainly.

Poul, where is Sanne's accordion?

No, Mom!

- Do you want me to get it? - No, don't get it.

- Did you play the accordion? - Don't.

- I want to hear Sanne play it. - Stop it.

- Good, Dennis! - Dad! Dad!

Come on, dear. You can do it.

Faster, Michael!

I'm not dead yet.

Are you with me, Sanne?

Faster!

- Merry Christmas. - Merry Christmas, Mom.

Thanks for playing for us.

You're awfully quiet. It's okay.

It was a lovely day, wasn't it?

Have some pie.

I love these plates. They're so pretty.

- You can take them as a memento. - I'll just be eating out of a dog bowl.

Dad... Really, Mom?

I've always liked them. I'd love to have them.

Unless you want them, Sanne. Or you could choose something else.

Maybe we could wait until Mom is actually dead.

Do you have any more of that hash? I'd like to try it.

Mom!

It's only for people who are dying.

I've tried it before, Mom.

Did you hear that, Michael?

- I won't have a son who's a pothead. - Hey! I'm sitting right here.

Sorry. But you're not exactly the perfect role model.

- I smoked when I was young. - Okay, fine!

Let's all smoke!

Will you teach me how? I'm a novice.

Of course.

This is what it looks like. Ajoint.

You smoke it like an ordinary cigarette. It's just a bit stronger.

If you take too deep a drag,

it gets crooked. You smoke it from this end.

- That goes without saying. - First you take a puff.

Okay?

Inhale all the way down...

...and to increase the effect...

...I usually count to ten. Okay?

Okay.

Here we go.

It's a good one.

When you're ready, pass it on.

Right.

Inhale the smoke while I count to ten.

One, two...

...three, four, five...

Great. Keep it in...

Good.

Oh, dear.

- How soon do you feel the effect? - Very soon. At least with this one.

Then I might as well...

We're here to do something together, aren't we?

Is it your first time, Heidi?

Just relax and ease into it.

Sorry.

My goodness!

Goodness!

Is there tobacco in it? Cause Michael quit smoking.

Yes, there's tobacco in it.

It's fine.

I'm not strict all the time. It's just because we...

I can actually be very nice.

Of course you can.

- Yes, I can. And good. - Yes.

And wild.

Listen to this. Just go with it. It's very mellow.

Dad... Pass it on, Dad.

The other way.

It's been a few years, but let me try...

I feel all...

I think I could get used to it.

It's funny. I feel all... all...

Mom, stop it. You're even embarrassing when you're high.

No, I'm not!

I know you've talked this through...

...but I wasn't there, so I'd like to say that I understand you, Esther.

Thank you, Dennis.

It's really strange. Today you're alive, and tomorrow you'll be dead.

And we know that.

But I'm here now.

Aren't you afraid?

Are you?

- I'm not going to die tomorrow. - In a way everyone prepares for it.

All our lives.

We know that it will happen someday.

The only thing I didn't know was that I would know when it would happen.

That's what makes it so different.

The rest of us can put it out of our minds.

Don't ever do that.

Think of all the days when you thought,

that you had forever and a day.

It could be 8 or 4 o'clock, Monday or Wednesday...

When would something exciting happen?

Days go by too slowly...

...and the years go by too fast.

It's from a song.

I'm not suddenly smart or anything.

You thought you had plenty of time,

and then all of a sudden, there wasn't any left.

Sanne...

Did you draw straws to see who should check if I was freaking out?

Yes, and I won.

- Don't. - Sanne.

No, no.

Easy, Sanne! Easy, Sanne!

Now, now! There now. Easy.

Take it easy, Sanne. Take it easy.

Easy. There, there.

Sanne.

Sanne.

Sanne.

I'm so proud of you.

You must be thinking of Heidi.

Heidi has done well.

But she can't do half of what you can.

What can I do?

You can pick yourself up.

- You're the one who picked me up. - No.

- You're the one who picked me up. - No.

I was just there. I was just there.

- Is there more? - No.

- Go on to bed. I'll do the rest. - Thanks, but I can't sleep anyway.

- Did you check on her? - She wants to be alone for a while.

- She isn't doing well right now. - None of us are.

Does she talk to you about it?

Yes...

- I thought she hadn't told you. - Does she talk to you about it?

No, she doesn't talk to anyone about it. Dad says it's natural.

She's ashamed.

That's a natural reaction when you've attempted suicide.

And she damn well should be.

Of course. It's hard for the family.

Mom never really got over it.

And now she won't.

Dad says she's sick, so she can't help it.

But if we keep being overprotective, then whenever she feels something

she thinks she's right, and then it's:

Hocus-pocus. Sanne in focus.

- I feel like a beer. How about you? - I had too much cake.

- It'll do your stomach good. - Do you think so?

Okay. Let's.

Do you love her?

Otherwise I wouldn't keep going back to her.

- It's very convenient. - Christ, you're a bitch.

I'm not that lazy.

All I know is that you're in and out of her life

and out when there's trouble.

On the other hand, you're here now.

So you must be involved. You must like her.

But you have to take care of her.

She's doing better, but she's still...

I have to tell you something.

I'm not sure about this.

Your mom seems sure, and it is her decision. It's none of my business.

What is it you want to say?

I don't think you can do anything because it's...

Say it. What is it?

That...

Sanne is going to call an ambulance, once your mom has taken the pills.

She says she hasn't had enough time with her.

I shouldn't have told you. It was stupid of me!

- What the hell are you doing? - Sorry, I...

What the hell are you doing? You let Mom do what she wants.

Dennis told me everything. It stops now. Tell me that you get it!

But it was a good day. You said so yourself.

If today was a good day,

why can't we have more of them?

She can still walk and talk. And maybe...

Maybe Dad is wrong. It might not get worse for six months or a year!

- Dad knows what he's doing. - Doctors can be wrong.

And Mom has decided. That's all we need to know.

Sanne.

Sanne.

There are so many things we haven't done yet.

There's so much I don't know about her. What she dreamt of.

She hasn't taught me enough yet. I don't know how to do anything!

Oh, dear.

I need more time. I really do.

I understand. I understand perfectly. I feel the same way,

but we have to let Mom see her plan through. It's what she wants.

I can't let you ruin it now. I just can't...

- You can't tell me what to do! - You're not capable...

I am well!

Don't, Heidi.

Leave my things alone.

Litharex. You know who this is prescribed to. Crazy people.

- I'm not crazy. - You're not well.

- Why the pills if you're not crazy? - They make me feel better.

Mood-stabilizing antidepressants. For fuck's sake, Sanne!

- You can't make a rational decision! - I'm fine!

You can't make decisions. You can't trust your own judgment.

Are you listening?

Sanne, look at me.

Look at me, Sanne.

You know it's true. You know it perfectly well.

Sanne, you do know it's true, don't you?

Sweetheart, do we have a deal? For Christ's sake, Sanne.

You can spend tomorrow talking to her. Alright?

Is she...?

She understands now.

Dennis?

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Do you want me to sleep downstairs?

It was the right thing to do.

- Was I snoring? - No.

What's up?

Sanne changed her mind.

She was going to call an ambulance, once Mom had taken the pills.

It's okay. I talked her out of it.

I think.

I should have taken her cell phone.

What if she calls anyway? Can you call and say it was a mistake?

They'll come anyway. Once they get the call, it's their responsibility.

I understand how she feels. It's not as if I haven't...

Of course, but you realized that your mother's wish was more important.

Sanne said she didn't feel ready. She wanted to wait a few months.

And I understand how she feels.

But if your mother is immobile...

...it won't look like suicide.

Right?

You have to trust your father to know that the time is right.

- Try to get some sleep. - I can't sleep.

- I couldn't find you. - I'm sitting right here.

Have you been here all night? What are you doing?

I'm looking at pictures.

- How old were you there? 13? - 14.

- Where was it taken? - In Crete.

Mom, Dad and Sanne and I and Lisbeth.

There are pictures from Spain. Mom, Dad, Sanne and I and Lisbeth.

And from Istanbul. All five of us.

And on a farm in Sweden. Mom, Dad, Sanne and I and Lisbeth.

Bornholm.

Mom, Dad, Sanne and I... and Lisbeth.

She's your mother's friend.

What?

She was also my father's mistress... or something.

I saw them kiss.

- That could be... - What?

It's a difficult time. Don't worry about it.

What if he loves her?

I don't think he does.

But what if he does?

I know he'd never do something like that deliberately, but...

- Doesn't it affect his judgment? - Honey, you're tired.

What do you think I should do?

I think you should get some sleep.

Should I tell Mom?

Should I say that I won't agree to it after all?

- It's your mother's decision. - What should I do?

- Let your mother... - What do you think I should do?!

What do you think? What do you feel right now?

I don't care what you think others should think! What do you think?

- This is a very difficult decision. - But what do you feel?

Do you think it's the right decision?

Do you think it's the wrong decision? What do you think?

You know that you can still change your mind.

Will you make breakfast?

What would you like?

Scrambled eggs.

Will you draw the curtains?

- Do you want to go back to sleep? - I just want to wake up.

One more time.

- Good morning. Already? - It's just a cigarette.

That's almost worse.

- What kind of doctor are you? - I was a general practitioner.

How ill was Sanne?

- Where is she? - In the shower.

- She was very ill. - Do you want me to cut that?

Yes. There's a knife in the drawer.

- Is Sanne well now? - Her medication stabilizes her.

If that's what you mean.

- Morning. - Morning.

- Morning. - Good morning.

Go ahead and help yourselves.

Do you want some?

Don't you want any?

No thanks. I'm not hungry.

I like eggs.

- Dennis helped me. - That was nice of you.

So otherwise...

You have the day off.

And there will be sandwiches this afternoon.

And then you leave at 6 p.m.

That's about it...

What are you doing?

- Is that one of those fancy things? - Do you want to see it?

- Yes, I do. - You can go online.

Or you can watch movies or play games. I have about 20 games.

- Or you can e-mail. - How do you write?

If you're on Facebook...

and want to write something, you just press...

Wow. That's very clever.

Are you on Facebook?

No.

Is that a Facebook?

It's a girl called Tilde.

Is that Tilde? She looks nice.

Was she the one your mother talked about? Is she your girlfriend?

We were together at a party, but...

And then what?

I don't think she loves me as much as I love her.

Ever since the party she's ignored me.

And she keeps talking about someone called Marek.

She hasn't written to me, even though I added her.

Why don't you write to her?

You could write and ask if...

...she wants to go to the movies.

I don't know how to ask her.

Can't you ask your father?

No, I guess not.

Let me try.

Like this? Okay.

If my clumsy fingers had enough room...

...I'd write something like this.

- There. That's what I'd write to her. - Seriously?

Yes!

That's what every girl would love to hear.

Thank you.

No, thank you.

Hi.

Come on in.

Are you enjoying yourselves?

As much as we can today.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

- You were right. - About what?

I changed my mind.

- If you're trying to get me... - I'm not trying anything, Sanne.

I think Dad is...

I think Dad is...

What if...

...we can't trust his judgment?

Why wouldn't we?

It's just...

What if there was something that...

What?

Something that what, Heidi?

Lisbeth and Dad are having an affair.

- That can't be true. - I saw them kissing last night.

No...

- Did you tell Mom? - I can't do that!

She doesn't have much time left and mustn't know.

What are we going to do?

She said it was on the condition that we all agreed.

We'll just say we changed our minds.

But... What if she does it anyway?

- Are you coming? Food is ready. - We're coming.

We'll talk to her afterwards.

- Leave them. - No, it's fine. I'll do it.

Heidi and I want to talk to you afterwards.

Leave them.

- We'll do them tomorrow. - How can you say that?

- Leave them and go in the living room. - No.

That's ridiculous! We...

Mom?

Mom?

Dad!

Mom, can you hear me? Can you hear me?

Mom!

Hi. I'm here.

I didn't know where I was.

- Dad! - I'm coming.

I'm here.

Esther.

- Esther... Esther. - Yes.

Breathe.

That's it. I'm right here.

- I'm here too. - That's good.

She's okay. Go in the living room. We'll be there in a minute.

Take deep breaths.

Good.

I'm scared.

- We can't tell them. - No, no.

I won't.

It's not too late to change your mind.

I know.

But I won't.

Shall we join them?

Shall we?

- Won't you come to the living room? - No.

We want to talk to you.

Can't we do it in there?

We want to talk to Mom.

Is something wrong?

We won't go along with it.

What do you mean?

- We won't do it. It's not right. - Right?

We've talked it over for months.

And each time we've agreed that it's my decision.

- Well, it's not. - What's going on?

We're talking to Mom now!

We?

Sanne and I agree.

I can't retract.

There is no other way to go.

I can't change it now.

You said you wouldn't do it, if we didn't agree.

I can't go back!

I can't.

This is the way it's going to be.

You have to accept it.

It's your mother's choice.

Sanne.

I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry.

I was so afraid.

I'm afraid too.

- But this is the way it has to be. - I know.

- Don't you see? - I know.

Come on in. Everything is fine. Come in.

Heidi, come and sit down.

Heidi, what is it?

What have you done?

Heidi, what have you done?

I called an ambulance.

Sit down.

Here.

How could you do it?

If you hadn't...

I saw you. I saw you and Lisbeth together!

How could you? How can we trust you when you're with her?

- Esther? - Don't involve Mom! Not now!

- Dear... - Don't call me that. Stop lying to me.

How could you? She's Mom's best friend! How could you?

- Heidi, for Christ's sake. - Don't lie to me anymore!

What's going on?

Please don't, Dad.

Heidi saw me with Lisbeth.

It's what I wanted.

- You know? - Of course.

It's what I wished for.

That the two people I love so dearly,

could find comfort in each other.

Then I can die knowing that Dad won't be alone.

To me, that's a blessing.

We wrote a letter...

...that Lisbeth was to give you when the time was right.

But now you know.

I'm sorry.

What do we do now?

- What did you tell them? - That someone took sleeping pills.

- Had or would? - Had.

- How the hell could you do that? - I wanted them to come.

I'm sorry, Dad. I'm sorry.

We'll tell them I did it.

When the ambulance comes, we'll tell them I took the pills.

- That I had a relapse. - It's out of the question.

They can see that I've done it before.

- You'll be put in the hospital. - Yes, and they will let me out again.

No.

No. I won't have it.

Why not?

Don't you think I can handle it?

Yes, I do.

Then that's what we'll do.

- When are they coming? - Ten minutes ago they said in 15.

And then...

The rest of you will leave.

- Can't we stay a little longer? - No.

- We wasted time instead of... - Come over here.

We can change the plan. How about 7 p.m.?

Come over here.

There.

Thank you.

- Who are you? - I'm her boyfriend.

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