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- When will it get dark?

- I guess in about an hour.

- That prick had better turn up soon.

- Are you nervous?

No, I'm not nervous.

What are you thinking about?

- Nothing.

- Absolutely nothing?

I think I might be pregnant.

Sh*t. I told you so!

I told you so seven weeks ago.

"You're getting knocked up.

I just hit the bullseye. "

- But do you want to?

- Why not?

- But do you like kids?

- Of course.

- I love kids.

- They can be pretty stupid.

Yeah, complete morons actually.

Me and you - and a kid.

Why not?

You won't bail on me?

- Leave me sitting there.

- Fat and ugly.

Fat?

What?

You've pinched it?

Yeah, but I'll get a new engraving.

"Ken Andr"?

F*** that. But...

What do you want?

- But it's really terrifying.

- Yeah, it sure is.

- What if it's loaded?

- We have to take this.

- Why?

- We can sell it.

Sell it? You're so daft.

- Was it there?

- Yeah.

But it wasn't a bag.

It was a freaking backpack.

What the f*** is this?

Hey?

Sh*t.

- "A tiny bag of hash"?

- It's not even f***ing hash.

Jesus. Goddamn Adne. What the hell

does he think he's doing?

Hey, what did he say anyway?

- He'd stashed away a small bag of hash.

- Couldn't he get it himself?

- I dunno.

- This whole thing stinks like hell.

- We're not gonna take it.

- It's worth a shitload.

We need the money.

We'll be f***ing parents.

Hey, what should we call

the kid anyway?

- You've got a name ready?

- Yeah.

- You do?

- But... don't laugh.

- You promise?

- Yeah.

Okay. The first choice...

F*** off. The first choice -

- is Merete.

Merete?

- That won't work.

- My mom's name was Merete.

There are too many

others with that name.

So Merete is "no go", like?

Tove? Gunn-Tove?

Gunn-Tove? Are you shitting me?

That's not even a name.

Listen to it!

Gunn-Tove? You just can't call

a kid Gunn-Tove.

Where did you pick that one up?

- It was actually my own idea.

- Was it?

You got any suggestions?

What the hell was that?

Don't... Don't leave!

- Let me check it out. Two seconds.

- No, don't leave!

- Let me check it out.

- Don't go. Hide this sh*t.

- Two seconds.

- No!

Two seconds.

Frank?

Frank!

You have to sign out your belongings:

Marriage ring, Visa,

keys and mobile.

It still fits. Not bad.

- 417 kroner.

- I sign here as well?

- Going back home to Merete in time?

- I'm meeting her next weekend.

What do you think?

- Got butterflies?

- Yeah.

- Escorting me to the gate?

- No, I'll open it from here.

- I have to stay here.

- Will I find the gate?

Across the yard and bang out.

You're always welcome back, you know.

You can do it.

When's she coming home?

I couldn't help myself.

I just had to see her.

You can't just barge in here

like this, you know.

- What do you mean?

- It could be terrifying for her.

"Terrifying"?

What are you trying to say?

It's not as if she doesn't

know who I am.

I've been here every time I've had

leave, got to see her all the way.

- Yes, but within an orderly framework.

- What's so different now?

We agreed you could see her on Friday.

I suggest we start there.

What did you say last Friday?

"I want to go to the thrift shop

and buy me a book. " That was positive.

- I only said that to make you shut up.

- Try not to be so damn negative.

We're here to try to be positive.

Leave all that old crap behind.

- Your turn.

- My neighbors are always so skeptical.

They say, "Look at her!"

Now I've cut my hair, -

- cleaned up my act, and it's...

"What's with her?"

It's always like that. It sucks.

I wanna join a choir.

Saw a note at the supermarket.

They're starting

a neighborhood choir.

- "A flock of jailbirds are we!"

- Anyway, that's what I want.

What about you?

What's your bright spot?

They told me to come here.

The whole point for me

is that you have something -

- in your lives worth living for.

Focus on your future.

I bought her a horse magazine.

But it got dirty.

Oh, that one. She's got it.

She's got a subscription.

Okay.

- You're really good!

- Thanks.

I got you a horse magazine.

I didn't know you had it.

I lent it to a friend before

I had time to read it.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- That's great!

- Yeah.

- It's a bit dirty, but...

- No, it's fine.

There's a horse necklace in there too.

Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen...

Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen...

Twenty!

But do you think I could stay with you

sometimes during the weekends?

- Would you like that?

- Yeah.

- Would you like that too?

- I'd like that a lot!

Hold this.

Bye.

If it's encased in the wall or floor,

you've got a major challenge.

Because that's a huge job.

It's old cast iron, maybe

that's why it smells like rats.

If they've cracked, it can lead to an

almost unlimited amount of problems.

So I won't allow any water into

the pipes without a new stopcock.

- How much?

- Well, I need...

First I have to cut off the mains.

The stopcock alone takes a few hours.

If you're going to do that,

you might as well go all the way.

Why don't you talk to the bank

and get a loan?

Then we could renovate both

the kitchen and the bathroom.

Shipshape

Then we can give you a price.

But if my daughter is supposed

to come and visit me, -

- it would be nice to have water

in the tap - and the can.

You can borrow the car in the weekends.

Nobody's using it.

Drive as much water as you like.

We'll fix it. Just stay out of trouble.

- And don't mix with the old crowd.

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