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A best friend is someone who's more special than everyone else.

You can talk to her about everything, and she's always there for you.

Everyone else in my class has got one.

I had one too, once.

That's Katrine. She used to be my very best friend.

But then a lot of bad things happened at home

and I didn't feel like hanging out with anyone.

After that Katrine would rather hang out with everyone else.

Even though it's a long time ago, I still miss her.

A lot.

-Don't pack me a scorpion for lunch. -I did that?

-It might bite the other kids. -What about yourself?

Come straight home after school so we can pack for tomorrow.

When will you get me another cell phone? I can't find my new one.

You'll just have to look for it. We can't keep buying you new ones.

-Mads Morten, take your backpack. -Where on earth are my car keys?

-Let's get rolling. -Get going, or you'll be late again.

Look, we'll get you a new cell after the holiday.

It's not that... I just wish I could bring a friend along for the summer.

-Did you ask Katrine? -What if she says no?

You just have to chance it and ask her.

Hi, Katrine.

Would you like to come with us to our summerhouse? It'll be cool.

Have a great summer.

-Hi. -Hi.

-Katrine, got any summer plans? -We're going to Greece.

-We're going to the summerhouse. -Look what Nikolaj just wrote.

He's too much!

You could come along if you like. It'll be cool. We've got our own lake.

-Do you want to? -Let me think about it.

-But we're leaving tomorrow. -Yuck! Look what he wrote.

Call me, okay?

Hello, sweetie. How did it go?

-Well? -Stop that!

-Relax, moody pants. -Is Katrine coming?

-I'd let Katrine kiss me anytime. -As if she wants to kiss you!

-Well? -She wasn't sure if she wanted to.

-Why don't you have any friends? -Hi, Dolly. Can I call you back?

Doesn't anyone want to hang out with you? Where are you going?

I was only asking.

-Sorry, but a friend called, you know. -No, I don't know.

Sweetie, why don't you just ask one of the other girls?

Because I want to be friends with Katrine. Don't you get it?

Sure I do. Unfortunately we don't control other people.

There now.

I'm sure she's going to call soon.

She'll call.

Gotcha!

-Hi, Dad. -You should catch fish, not old caps.

Don't tell Mom. I was just practicing. I've just got to catch Kurt this year.

We can't have that old pike terrorizing the lake.

-Why hasn't Katrine called? -Karla will have a great time with us.

You don't get it. Having a best friend means a lot to a girl.

Maybe so, but get this: We're going to the summerhouse

and I'm going to build a whale of a shed and make you proud.

-Hello. -Hi, Frank.

I'm here to pick up Karla. Where is she?

-What did she say? -She'd think about it.

-She's really popular and outgoing. -Well, so are you.

I love talking to you.

You're the sweetest, funnest, coolest girl in the world.

I'm coming to visit you at the summerhouse.

We'll go treasure hunting in the woods.

Hey, we forgot all about your going-away present.

-What about this one? -He's cute, too.

-Or the little lamb... -Which one will it be?

I don't know. They're all cute.

I guess we'll just have to get both. Give Katrine one if she comes along.

If you're going to be best friends, you have to mix blood.

When you mix blood, you're friends forever. Family, almost.

-But how do you do it? -Cut a tiny hole in your fingers.

-Press them together, and... -And then you're friends forever?

Forever and ever.

I'm glad we're going away. The scorpions have taken over the house.

-I think we have to move. -Shit!

-You said the S-word. -Adults are allowed to, sometimes.

-Are you bringing that? -I want to catch Kurt.

Not that fish again!

-Rikke, are there any more bags? -In the hall.

If she wanted to come, she'd have called, right?

-She doesn't want to. -Look...

-Excuse me, but... -What? It's clothes.

How many outfits do you need? And what are you moping about?

-No word from Katrine. -Yes. Her dad called me yesterday.

-I told you. -What did she say?

She's coming. I told her to bring her sleeping bag.

Leif, you great big monkey clown!

I thought I'd told you. I mean, really.

Off we go.

I forgot to say I invited Dolly along. She's a mess. She split up with Jesper.

-Again? -She needs me, okay?

-You'll never fit four in the back. -You and Katrine ride with Dolly.

-You're a big, brown turd. -Settle down, boys.

-He's such a pain! -Where is Katrine?

Did you say when we were leaving? Maybe she's had second thoughts.

-Sure you gave her the right time? -Absolutely.

Let's just go. She's not coming.

-Hey, Karla! -Hi.

-I thought you weren't coming. -I couldn't find my sleeping bag.

It turned out it was at my cousin's, so we had to go and get it

and they live miles away.

I had given up smoking, but all this mess with my boyfriend

or rather, ex-boyfriend... It's really put a strain on me.

I'm so confused. One minute I'm through with him

and the next I want to tell him I can't live without him. You know?

The ambivalence is killing me.

But it can't go on. I can't trust him.

I should have known the minute I saw his green aura.

What's an aura?

You've got your astral, your ethereal and your mental field.

Well, to put it simpler, it's the colours around people's heads.

-She's a bit weird. -Have you got a boyfriend now?

Come on, Dolly! I'm way too young for that.

-You're 14. -I'm 12.

Okay, it's early days yet, then. Consider yourself lucky, sweetheart.

How about an ice cream? My treat.

Beware of the broken glass.

-Have you been robbed? -Yes, it's the second time this week.

-How about a Big Top? -I really like those.

-No, I'll have a Big Sambi instead. -Me too.

We're going to have a campfire, too.

What are you doing? You skipped the line.

-You'll live. -Around here we stand in line.

-We came here at the same time. -Where are your manners?

Okay, then.

-Hi, girls. -A campfire sounds great.

I really need to go.

-Is this where you take a crap? -Just pinch your nose.

I'd rather not go the entire stay.

You can pee in the bushes.

No thanks.

-When are we getting a proper toilet? -I think the outhouse is romantic.

Yeah right, if you're from the Stone Age.

I've got a surprise for you.

That's so sweet of you.

-Look, Katrine. -Going shark-fishing?

-You could say that. Want to come? -Get lost.

-Go! -I'll be at the lake.

-Thanks a lot. -Like it?

-Sure. Thanks, Karla. -I got this.

It's a mouse. You can trade it in for something else if you want to.

No, it's really cute.

Let's go outside.

Oh, my God. Promise to say when you've had enough.

I don't mind, babe.

-Dolly, you read cards, right? -Yes.

Read our fortunes and tell us if we're in for a good vacation.

No, I'm too unfocused right now.

Please, Dolly. Just tell us a small fortune.

-Is it okay to share a card? -That's up to you.

Okay, we'll share this.

There are great adventures in store for you.

You'll meet new people.

-Uh-oh. -What?

-Be careful not to quarrel. -Over what?

Well, I don't know. The cards don't hold all the answers.

They didn't put me in this situation, 39 years old, no boyfriend or kids.

That's all my own doing.

-How about lunch? Are you smoking? -No.

-What does that card mean? -The Knight of Wands.

Budding love.

You'd better ask yourself that question.

-Can you go swimming in the lake? -I wouldn't if I were you.

Kurt lives there. He's this ancient pike that weighs over 200 pounds.

-You'll scare off Kurt! -He's not real.

Just wait until he bites off your toes. Want to try?

Don't be mad if I catch him. I'm a pretty good fisherman.

You can't reel him in on your own.

Hey, Katrine... Let's go for a walk.

-We could buy a ton of candy. -Are we allowed to?

-Let's ask. -Here.

-Good luck with Kurt. -Come on.

The baker bakes his farty old cakes

he sells crappy chocolate bars and poop in glass jars

and when his wife lets out a poot the baker gets in a baking mood.

-That's enough. -I'm bored.

-Do something. What interests you? -Poop.

Easy!

-Can we go to the store? -No.

-Can we go to the store? -It's lunchtime.

-We'll bring some sandwiches. -No, let's all eat together.

-Come on, Mom. Please. -Oh, go on then.

Be back by dinnertime.

-Did you say they could go? -Yes.

I'll just remove two plates then.

Don't believe Dolly's story about us quarreling. You never know with her.

She said my mom would marry a Frenchman , and Leif's so not.

Let's make a den and fill it with blankets. It'll be our secret place.

-Like the one we had in your garden. -Aren't dens a little childish?

-Who do you like best? -Of the boys?

-Sure. The boys in class. -What are you doing here?

-I asked you a question. -We live here.

-Oh yeah? -We have a house by the lake.

-So what are you doing here? -Let's go, Katrine.

Think you can wear down the road for free?

-We're allowed to go here. -Sure, if you pay up.

-It's not your road. -No, I'm just the toll collector.

-Give me your bag. -We'll scream.

Scream all you like. No one can hear you.

Let go! Let go of her!

-Let go! -Help!

-Hey, let go! I know them. -What are you doing here, loser?

Shut up! Let them go. I know them.

Go back to Copenhagen. Or did you get thrown out of the institution?

Let's go.

Gonna get those ugly cows to help you rob the store?

Let's get out of here.

-What's your name? -Jonas.

-I'm Katrine, and that's Karla. -Do you know those boys?

We all know each other around here. The big one's Ulrik.

-What was that about an institution? -The jerks! It's not an institution.

-It's a 24-hour care centre. -Isn't that like a children's home?

Yes, but I spend the holidays with my foster parents on a farm.

Where are your real parents?

-You don't ask about stuff like that. -Why not?

-They broke in again last night. -How awful.

-What did they take? -Liquor, cigarettes, DVD's, as usual.

-Now I have to stock up again. -I don't want to imply anything...

But isn't it odd that it all began when Anders and Dorthe took Jonas in?

The thought did cross my mind, and I told the police. Well, I had to.

Placed children tend to be messed up and often turn to a life of crime.

Well, they've lost my sympathy after all this.

Stop that! Get down.

-Don't spy on people in the outhouse. -What's the peephole for, then?

-Go look for scorpions. -No, this is more fun.

Oh, go ahead and smoke.

Feeling better, are you? Want to come and see my plans for the shed?

-I do. -Let me show you my sketches.

This is the front. I'm going to make a sloping felted roof.

If this is the gable end, you have the old shed here

and I'm going to put the new one...

Leif, you know I really like you, and it's sweet of you to ask

but I just can't cope with male energies right now.

I'll just take down the old shed, because it's in the way of the new...

-Yes... Take Junior along, will you? -Come along, Junior.

Want to come in?

No... I think I'll pass on that.

But maybe I'll see you guys tomorrow?

-Bye. -Bye.

Gerda and the other woman think he's the one who broke into the store.

I heard them talking about it. Think we should tell him?

Don't you remember our trip to Molivos?

Mads Morten and Karla were towed on a ring after a speedboat.

They rocked from side to side. Remember, sweetie? It was fun.

Whoops-a-daisy.

Oh, my God! It's really dark in that teensy-weensy corridor.

Oh no, look. Leif is going to get really mad at me.

The boys are all tucked in.

-What's up? -Leif, please don't get mad.

I was walking down the corridor, and it was really dark...

-I'll fix it tomorrow. -No thanks. Brush your teeth, girls.

Good night. Don't giggle all night, or you'll wake up the boys.

-Just get out. -Hey, hey.

Why do you think Jonas is in a home?

-I don't know. -Maybe his parents are dead.

-Maybe. -That would be terrible for him.

Or maybe he broke the law. Then they place you in a home.

-I don't think he stole anything. -Me neither.

Think he's cute?

Yeah, do you?

We seem to agree on a lot.

-Have you ever kissed a guy? -No, have you?

-Almost. -Who? Anyone from class?

-I'm not telling. -Tell me! Was it Nikolaj?

Tell me, Katrine. I won't stop until you tell me who.

Tell me, Katrine!

-What did I say? -Just get out.

Good morning, little friend.

Did you sleep okay?

Katrine, let's be best friends again.

-We could mix blood. -Why?

If you mix blood, you stay friends forever, no matter what.

You're almost like family.

It won't hurt. It's just a tiny cut.

-Or you can use a pin. -I don't know...

About the first part, or both?

Both.

Let's get up.

Not to worry, I'm okay.

I'm okay.

Shit!

That stupid shed!

-What happened? -Take a look at this.

-I think I sprained it. -Come here.

-How d'you think the girls are doing? -Just fine.

When they ask you to get out, it's a sign of true friendship.

-Where's Dolly? -Asleep.

-Do you have to kiss? -It's not as if we do it all the time.

-You kiss more than enough. -Go and buy some potatoes.

-Don't come back until you get some. -Isn't anyone going to take a crap?

-Take Junior along. -Do we have to?

-The girls need some time alone. -They're not the only ones.

-Good morning. -Good morning...

Farm outlets are a great idea.

You just take what you need and put the money in the can.

-Smart people don't even pay. -Stealing isn't smart.

I'm not going all the way to the store. What if we meet those boys again?

-I know! Let's find some potato trees. -Potatoes grow in the ground, moron.

-Yuck! -It's worse to spy on people crapping.

-If you haven't tried, you don't know. -Look.

We'll just take the ones on the outside. They don't need them.

-You just said stealing wasn't smart. -What the hell are you up to?

-Wait! My brother. -Why didn't he follow us?

The farmer caught him. What a clown!

-We have to go back. -I'm scared.

I can't go home without my brother. My mom's going to have a fit.

-They thought you were a farmer. -I guess I scared them.

I've never seen two chicks run so fast.

Keep the potatoes.

-Look. -We were going to pay for them.

-Consider it a gift. -But they aren't your potatoes.

-But they're my foster dad's. -Is that where you live?

-What's a foster dad? -Well, if you don't have a dad...

-You borrow a dad instead. -Oh.

I've got something to show you, but it's not fit for little kids.

-I'm not little. -We'll take him home. Then show us.

I want to come! Or else I'll spy on you everytime you take a crap!

-I'll spy on your poopy shit-holes! -Junior!

-Over there. -Who lives there?

Nobody. It's abandoned.

-Want to go in? -Come on.

This is so spooky.

-Someone's been here recently. -Looks like a hillbilly hangout.

-Jonas... -Yes?

I overheard Gerda and another woman talking at the store.

-They think you robbed the store. -I know.

People think all kinds of stuff about placed children. Always have.

Well, I don't think you're the robber.

How old are you anyway?

-Who wants to know? -I do.

-I'm 12. What about you? -12.

-Are you ever going to get married? -Why, sure.

With me, you think?

Have a look at this.

Look.

Exactly what Gerda said got robbed.

-This proves it wasn't you. -I don't like this.

Let's go.

-Shit! Ulrik! -Oh no!

In here!

Yo, Tvede. Are you coming to pick up the goods?

When, then? When? I can have it packed in five seconds.

-What are we going to do? -Let's make a run for it.

-Run, Katrine! -What the hell?

Hey, stop!

Hurry, Karla!

Run!

Run!

-Come on! -We're stuck! Push!

-I'm pushing, God damn it! -Tommy, you idiot!

It's tipping over. Get it up!

Oh, fuck it!

It's all your fault, retard!

They had cigarettes, liquor and a whole bunch of movies.

-It's true. The house was stocked. -Come and see for yourself.

They did it, not Jonas.

I don't believe it.

They've taken everything. The house was crammed.

It's not nice to lie, Karla. Even if it is to help someone else.

Think twice about the company you keep. You can't trust everyone.

Shit!

I bet the storekeeper called them. They probably think you did it.

-As if I'd go round stealing. -Don't worry. They can't prove it.

-I'm not worried. -Jonas, come here.

I'd prefer if you didn't tell anyone about this.

We'd better go.

Mom, Katrine and I met this boy called Jonas.

He's in foster care at the farm where we buy potatoes.

-He lives in a 24-hour care centre. -Well, he can't help that.

-Think kids like him can't be trusted? -Of course not.

-I feel sorry for him, that's all. -He doesn't want pity. I don't get it.

Male pride has got a lot on its conscience.

-I pity that he hasn't got a family. -But still, he'd rather keep his cool.

-I think he's pretty cool. -Oh?

Then why don't you invite him to the campfire tonight?

Get lost, Junior!

I told you I'd do it. Poop-hole!

-You're sick in the head. -You're sick in the bum.

I hope she doesn't want to go home now.

-You're kid brother's really weird. -He's only my half-brother.

-Still, he's funny. -Think so?

-Who is it? -Pernille. They're at the funfair.

-Should I tell them about Jonas? -Let's keep it our secret.

Besides, we promised him not to tell.

My mom said we could invite Jonas to the campfire tonight.

Don't you feel sorry for him because everyone suspects him?

Yes, I feel really sorry for him.

-Let's stake out the store at night. -Why?

In case Ulrik and that other guy return.

And catch them like superheroes, or what?

We could snap them with your camera and prove it isn't Jonas.

But that means we'd have to go through the wood at night, alone.

-Oh, right. -Are you afraid of the dark?

Nah.

The dark, dark forest... It's pitch-black!

Well, you're afraid of a pinprick.

-Yo, girls. Want to see a worm? -No thanks.

Sure, as long as it's not the one in your pants.

Let's invite Jonas to the campfire.

In the house in the wood...

Yes?

-Jonas just said something... -He's really cute.

Don't you think?

-What did he say? -Nothing.

I'll knock.

Hello.

-Is Jonas in? -Jonas.

Coming.

-Hi. -We want to invite you to a campfire.

We're going to roast sausages and stuff.

I don't know...

You don't turn down an offer like that from two pretty girls.

Okay, then.

No, just a sec...

-Good plan, huh? -But the police will still suspect me.

-Not if we get a photo of the robbers. -I still can't prove it wasn't me.

Everyone thinks it's me and that my family is a bunch of junkies.

-But they aren't, are they? -What do you think?

-Why does the police think you steal? -I used to live in this shitty centre.

When my skateboard broke, it was a real bummer. I had nothing else to do.

I couldn't get my pocket money in advance, so I stole 300 kroner.

-Of course I got busted. -I thought you said you didn't steal.

I know what I said. I haven't stolen anything since.

-Well, I believe you. -So do I.

-Does your foster dad know about it? -They put it in your file.

I feel so sorry for you. Don't you, Karla?

Hey, your sausage's burning up.

-It's perfect. -If you like charcoal.

-Take mine. -Mind your own sausage business.

No, Jonas! Stop it.

-Ticklish? -No, not there!

No, I'm not ticklish!

You're so ticklish. How about there? Or there?

-Where are you going? -To pee.

-Stay put! -I'll hold him.

-Thanks, M&M. -M&M, hear that?

That's my new name, M&M. Cool.

We don't want you get charcoal-sausage poisoning.

-Your mom's nice. -She sucks sometimes, too.

-What about your dad? -Oh, Leif isn't my real dad.

My real dad is an alcoholic. But he quit drinking.

He's coming to visit us here. Then you can meet him.

-Have you got any family? -I don't know who my dad is.

But I've got this.

-She's pretty. Is she your mom? -She had me quite young.

Do you ever see her?

-I'm going to bed. -Why?

I'm tired.

-Think she's mad? -She wants to rest before tonight.

-Are you going to the store? -Yes.

Want to come? Meet us at the intersection at midnight.

-Katrine, are you asleep? -Yes.

Jonas said he'd help us stake out the store tonight.

-I don't want to go. -But we agreed.

Go with Jonas then.

I'm afraid to through the wood alone.

Then you'll just have to stay here.

-But Jonas is waiting for us. -He'll live.

Dad.

-Look what I found. -Not in the outhouse, I hope.

No. Look, a scorpion.

-Chuck it out. It misses the garden. -But I just caught it.

-Where's Mom? -Talking to Dolly.

Oh no. Look at them.

-Think I should go talk to them? -No, let them sort it out themselves.

Rikke, give me a hand with the laths. I can't measure up on my own.

-I'm right in the middle of something. -Come out back for a second.

-Later, okay? -Why, if I may ask?

-That stupid shed isn't so important. -Yes, it is.

-But this is a really bad time. -It's always a bad time.

You ruin everything, Mom. I can't catch that fish in this racket.

I've had it with that fish. He's always down there.

-I'm trying to catch Kurt. -Kurt isn't real. He's a myth.

Mads Morten...

-Where are you going? -To the other side of the lake.

-Can I come? -Shouldn't we go see Jonas?

-Why? -To apologize for standing him up.

-I don't need to apologize. -We both agreed to meet him.

-So? -Christ, you're mean.

So are you!

What the hell's bugging you?

God damn it!

-Oh, thank God. -What? The hammer crushed my foot.

Let go. I don't need your help.

I'm sorry, Dolly, but I just can't cope with female energies now. Get it?

-Where are you going? -Nowhere.

-What's up with you and Katrine? -None of your business!

Why does everyone hate me?

-Katrine didn't want to go after all. -I waited for almost an hour.

I meant to come, but I was afraid to go through the wood alone.

I'm going back to town tomorrow, anyway.

-Already? -Everyone thinks I'm a thief here.

-Not your foster parents. -I can't prove my innocence.

-So I won't be coming back here. -What a shame.

-You like them, don't you? -They're okay.

-What time are you going home? -I don't have a home.

What did you want, anyway?

Nothing.

-Bye, then. -Bye.

-Dolly... -I know. You had a quarrel.

-How did you know? -You've ignored each other all day.

Katrine's gone fishing, so it doesn't take a psychic to figure it out.

She won't talk to me, and I don't know what I've done.

-Maybe it's because of the man. -Jonas isn't a man.

Anyway, he's leaving tomorrow.

If someone close to you is mad at you, it's because you've upset them.

-Maybe you should apologize. -But I haven't done anything.

Not on purpose, but you may still have hurt her.

Katrine isn't hurt. She's just mad.

How do you feel when you're mad?

I think you should apologize and keep on, until it does the trick.

-But she won't talk to me. -Then you'll just have to make her.

Call me a chicken

but I'm not swimming in that lake as long as Kurt is there.

Have you ever seen him?

There could be a giant fish in there. It's a huge lake.

-I need to talk to you. -I don't want to talk to you.

Please tell me what I've done.

Katrine! Katrine!

Wait! Katrine...

Katrine.

Wait, Katrine.

-Katrine... -Just leave me alone!

-No. Tell me what I've done. -You know very well.

If you can't figure it out, I'm never talking to you again.

You're going to talk to me, because I'm not giving up.

I'm staying here until you talk to me.

-Any sign of Kurt over there? -I think... he likes this side best.

-Where's Karla and Katrine? -They ran into the wood to fight.

-Fight? -They we're mad at each other.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for whatever I've done.

Why are you so upset?

You and Jonas yesterday... You only had eyes for each other.

You shut me out. When I said something, you didn't even reply.

As if you didn't care about me. Just like when we were best friends.

Suddenly you didn't want to play with me anymore or even talk to me.

That's why I don't know if I want to be best friends again.

My dad got drunk all the time, so I lost interest in everything.

But I didn't know that at the time. I thought you didn't care about me.

-It's still a mean way to act. -Katrine...

Out of all the girls in class... No, in the whole world

I'd prefer you to be my best friend. You're the only one I want.

I'm really sorry if I hurt you. Back then as well.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, sorry, sorry...

God, you're stubborn, Karla.

Come on. I'm starving.

Look, they've been gone all day. We have to go and find them.

-Oh, now you need me. -What's wrong?

I've so been looking forward to being here with you and building the shed.

-But all you do is wipe Dollys nose. -Jealous, honey pie?

-No, and don't call me honey pie. -I love you.

-I'm going to go and look for them. -You do that.

Did you talk to Jonas? Was he mad?

-Yes. -You like him, don't you?

-Do you? -Yes, but not like that, you idiot.

I feel sorry for him. He really likes his foster parents.

-Let's stake out the store tonight. -You mean it?

-Don't you know the way home? -Not quite.

-Are we lost? -No.

Which way is it then?

Have you ever been here before?

Call your mom. She'll have to find us.

There's no signal here.

What if we never find our way back?

This way.

-How do I get to the lake? -Are you Karla's dad?

-Yes. -That way, turn right into the wood.

Thanks, pal.

-Are they back yet? -Maybe they drowned.

-I should've given her that phone. -Will I get one too if I run away?

-Think there are any wolves here? -No, Katrine.

There might be. We're pretty far up north.

What if we die out here and get eaten by wolves, killer snails and ants?

We'll end up out here as gnawed-off skeletons, never to be found again.

Listen.

It's the road, Katrine! We found the road.

-Stop! -We don't know which way to go.

It's my dad, Katrine.

I thought it was you. Hi, sweetheart.

-It's a good thing you drove by. -I guess so. Hop in.

-I think they drowned. -Hello.

-Where have you been? -We got lost, but then we got a lift.

-With who? -Hi, Dad!

-Welcome. -Thanks. Dolly, are you here too?

-It's been a long time. -Sure has. Great aura.

Christ, it's good to see another guy.

I want to show you something.

-What are you doing? -Just borrowing your flashlight.

-Just for tonight. -It'll cost you 50 bucks an hour.

-Oh, come on, M&M. -50 bucks an hour, 100 up front.

-Okay then! -How about a kiss?

What?

Come on.

-What was that? -Wasn't it a cow?

Come on.

No, that's not it.

In there then.

Yes! Jonas...

Jonas!

-What are you doing here? -Want to come to the store with us?

-I'm cold. -Take my scarf.

-Here. -Thanks.

Someone's coming.

Get out your phone, Katrine!

-You've got it. -No.

You got it so you could call your mom. Where is it?

In my shorts. Shit! We don't have time to go and get it.

-I've got one. -Great!

-You can't see them. -Zoom in.

-It's too dark. -Now what?

Stay here and watch them, while we get Gerda.

Call the police and tell them the store's being robbed. Okay?

Come on, Katrine.

-Come on! -What are you doing here this late?

Ulrik and that guy have broken into the store. Come and see it isn't Jonas!

-I know you want to help him... -Hurry up, before they take off again.

-Go back to bed. -Don't you understand?

-Two guys have broken in. -Where exactly?

The store. They got in through a skylight.

-They're inside now. -And where are you?

-Right outside. -And your name is?

Hello?

Hello, I need to know your name.

The stupid woman didn't believe us and told us to go back to bed.

Is the police coming?

They wanted to know my name.

-What are we going to do? -We'll trap them inside.

You go up and secure the window, and I'll go get your foster dad.

-Jonas! -Shit, don't let them get out.

Wake up!

What's going on?

-Press it down! -No!

Cool it!

Well done. But next time let the grown-ups catch the criminals.

What if the grown-ups suspect the wrong person?

-Jonas, I'll stay here and help Gerda. -Okay, I'll go on home.

-You said "home". -I did, didn't I?

Thanks for all your help.

-Take care. -You too.

Bye.

Go after him, stupid, and say goodbye properly.

Jonas!

We won't see each other anymore...

Come here.

Call me, okay?

See you, Karla.

-Did you get to say goodbye? -Yes. He gave me his number.

-He kissed me. -You're joking!

Just wait until the other girls hear. They're going to die with envy!

He kissed me on the mouth. I swear!

Look, Mom. Genuine bumpkin killer scorpions.

-Cool. Have you seen Dolly? -She's got a new boyfriend.

-What? -The guy you used to be married to.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

-Why, it's beautiful, honey. -What?

-You've done a wonderful job. -You think?

-It still needs a lot of work. -Minor details.

-You're so clever. -You think it's beautiful?

-It's wonderful. -Mom, Mom!

Look, Mom! He's real. I caught Kurt!

Look, Mom. He's real. I caught Kurt!

-I do believe M&M caught Kurt. -I caught Kurt!

Want to go see?

-I've thought about it. -About what?

About being best friends.

-And? -Yes.

You want to? So we're best friends?

Very best friends.

-Want to go for a swim? -I'll beat you to it!

It may take a while for me to grasp it. I'm like that with good things.

But we've got each other now, and we'll always be there for each other.

Katrine and Karla, Karla and Katrine. Very best friends.

Forever and ever.

Subtitles: Helle Schou Kristiansen

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