Man and a Baby Page #3

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flowers and empty the mailbox?

The flowers are for Pia.

Give them to me. Take the keys.

Empty the mailbox.

An important assignment for you.

- Where?

- Where, what?

Where do I empty the mailbox?

Just bring everything to me.

How has Pia been with the boy?

Must've been tough for her.

Have you thought about the name?

Haven't had time for that.

Look, clad. A nice card.

What?

- I...

- Come on!

Hi Antti 62 baby. I'm sorry. I thought

I could do that but I couldn't.

I wanted out, it just wasn't me.

Now my eyes are open. I'm starting

to know who I am and what I want.

I can't be a mother, to anyone.

I can't and I don't want to.

To be married, to have children.

It's not my cup of tea.

Sorry. Greetings, Pia.

A pretty picture. Not from Finland.

A sea and a beach. Not from here.

No, it's from Spain. Fuengirola.

Who sent it?

- Pia.

- Nice!

Real nice.

Can you look after the baby for a sec?

Me and daddy, we'll go outside.

Can I also look elsewhere? If

my eyes get tired. -Of course.

I thought she'd come back -

before I have to start

making excuses.

I didn't even know things

were so bad between you two.

Neither did I.

I see.

I don't know anything anymore.

Don't know at all what to do.

But I do.

The dishes get clean when you wash them.

I'm going to be a dishwasher.

Janne got a job. At a lunch

restaurant, run by a foundation.

Starts next week.

What good is all

that rushing around?

Prevents the baby

getting an asthma.

Good for you, Janne. -From the

first salary, I'll buy a car.

Why don't you buy an airplane?

No, a car!

I'll start putting the bookshelf together.

You pull yourself together.

Let's see who's ready first.

If you keep things in place,

your head stays sane.

Is that the reason our house was so

spick 'n span when mommy passed away?

She didn't pass away. She died.

That's right.

- Bye.

- See you.

Look at them ants.

Off to work. To hobbies.

To shops. To families.

Oh no. That's not our thing.

The rat race.

Never knew how much

I miss my work.

I want to work. So badly.

I want to work!

OK. Our employment

office is not here.

Shall I pack these for you?

Please.

I want f*** with people.

To swear when I want!

I want to be a man! F***!

Now, daddy didn't mean that...

Mommy, mommy!

Hold on! Hold on!

So they leave, mothers!

Another fine example of that.

Things lose their

meaning so fast.

Doesn't matter what time it is.

What day it is.

A nice bum.

Your whole reality -

is to rock the baby gently.

Heat up the milk. Give the pacifier,

wash the bottom. Change the diapers.

Put on the cream. Talcum, zinc.

Vitamins. Clean the

belly button -

wash laundry every day.

Suddenly, they're the most

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