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What do you mean you see why?

What's wrong with my jokes?

There's no respect any more.

Tell me how you are.

Got a girl? Oh, I've already asked.

- Come on!

- We're coming.

Come along, my boy.

Just one thing...

Christian, will you say a couple of

words about your sister this evening?

I'd just blab.

I've already written something.

You have?

Well done, my boy.

- Michael has come.

- I suppose I'll have to talk to him.

- Your visitors are ready.

- Michelle, are you married?

No.

- You'd better ask someone else.

- I think so, too.

Oh, yes, that was my other son.

I'll have a word with him.

Today it's Helge's birthday

hip hip, hurrah

he'll get lots of presents

and there'll be buns and cocoa...

Hi, Christian.

Which room are you in?

What? 17. Why?

May I borrow your bath, please?

...and the sound of the sea...

I'll put them down here.

- The main course is a secret.

- A secret?

- You have been hunting today?

- As usual.

Are you listening?

Good.

It was the third time we were going

to move to Copenhagen, right?

But Bettina has

moved in with him instead.

- Bettina h?

- Yes.

Anyway, I'm still here, right?

We went to the park yesterday.

I've been given the room

where my sister died.

Well it's better than giving it

to Christian; They were twins.

It's one thing not

wanting to talk about it, -

but covering it

all up is just silly.

- Look... it's spooky.

- Yes, I can see that.

Really ghost-like.

I don't think she'd like it either,

if you get me.

Can we remove the covers?

Move the furniture a bit?

Then I'll stay with her.

I don't mind at all.

- Certainly.

- OK.

This was where it happened.

The bathroom.

Maybe I should have another room.

Yes, would you rather?

It's just that...

I'm getting really bad vibes.

Did you hear that?

She's in the bathroom.

No, she's... she's dead.

We'll just have a look.

- No, I think we should go.

- No, we'll have a look.

- Hey, Mette, I can't find them.

- Have you checked the suitcases?

- I can't find those shoes.

- They should be in a suitcase.

- I've looked in that one.

- Keep your shirt on.

I can't go to dinner in brown shoes,

dad will do his nut.

- They must be somewhere.

- I've looked everywhere.

- I think I left them behind.

- You didn't say that. Get it?

Go home and fetch them.

You've got two hours.

Take the car.

- Bloody well stop it, Michael.

- I can't see my dad in socks.

You expect me to go home now?

What would your mum and dad say?

I can't go to the dinner

in these shoes, are you insane?

You could just pack your own stuff.

I've packed for you, me,

and the kids, -

- and you want

everything to be just so.

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