Submarino

Yes, you are such a big boy.

You are sweet.

Yes ...

We can only get money for these two.

It isn't enough.

Just leave them.

Let's go.

There ... there.

Do you know where mom has gone?

Do you know?

Come over here.

Did you miss us?

We have been in school.

He should be named something.

I run a finger down the page -

- Then you say stop.

And it's not allowed to peek.

- Are you going to say stop or what?

- Stop ... What does it say?

Ulla.

He can't be named that.

No, you don't want to be named that, do you?

Jette Kp.

Heide.

Mette Helming.

- But he's a boy.

- Let's try again.

- Say stop, goddammit.

- Okay, stop.

This is a good name.

Look here.

- That's very good.

- We'll take it.

In the Father -

- And the Holy Spirit's ... spirit.

- You say that?

- Yes, now keep your mouth shut.

We'll do it right.

Like in a church.

Where is ...

Where is my vermouth?

You have taken it, right?

You also took my fags, right?

Nick, give me my vermouth.

You drank it all.

- What?

- You drank it all.

Look, she pissed on the floor again.

She is so disgusting.

Nick?

- Do you think he is sick?

- No, he just needs sleep.

Do you want some food?

I've made something for you.

Are you sleeping?

Wake up ... Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up, dammit.

Wake up.

Wake up!

No!

No!

No!

Hi, Nick.

Nick, it's Sophie..

I made coffee.

Nick ...

What the f*** ...

- What is it?

- Just get in here.

He had spiky hair.

He was so sweet.

I want a lot of children.

You can't even look

after the one you have.

- Relax. Of course I can.

- Do you ever see him?

Relax. You don't need to be

so angry all the time.

- Don't you need a haircut?

- Knock it off.

Do you want me to get you to relax?

Don't you want to lie down?

You can lie here.

- You are welcome to sleep here.

- No thank you.

- You never want to sleep here.

- See you.

- Hello .

- Hide and seek

- Hello...

- Who is it?

Hello?

- No, not you again. What do you want?

- You are noisy.

You've stayed at this hostel

for five months, right?

- So what?

- We are nice to each other here.

- I am asking you something very simple.

- You do not ask me anything.

Goodbye. Huttelihut.

I have asked you to turn down,

so I can sleep.

- Right?

- Yes.

Turn off the radio, and do not

trample around as if you own the place.

It's Sofie.

- What happened to your hand?

- Get out.

Leave me alone.

Do you understand?

Hey ... Hey, Nick.

Come here.

- Ivan?

- Please help me.

Damn, man.

What happened?

I just looked at their car.

And accidentally touched it.

And then they totally freaked out.

F***, it hurts, man.

Shall I come and look

at your car again, huh?

Are you an idiot or what? You can get

some more, if you want, man!

Listen...

Do you want more beatings?

- No thanks.

- Then shut up.

What happened to you, man?

Have you become

a punching bag, or what?

- You collect bottles?

- This is my bag!

What the hell are you doing, man?

Come on, let's kill them!

Ivan, they are gone.

What the hell are you doing? Let's kill them.

Come on Nick, let's kill them.

I'll kill you!

Stop them!

I was at this hospital in Hvidovre.

They didn't understand a damn thing, man.

- They just gave me pills.

- Pills for what?.

It was like,

I have not seen my father for ten years.

He is still in Serbia.

I've been waiting for him.

So I tell them:

"Don't talk about my father."

Then everything goes wrong, man.

And then they threw me out.

- What about your mother?

- My mother?

My mother died.

We buried her

three weeks ago.

Was your brother there?

Yes, of course.

I thought you were in jail.

- Were you released, or ...?

- Of course I was released.

- Okay.

- I came out three months ago.

Have you seen my sister?

No.

What were you in for?

What happened?

- I don't remember.

- You don't want to remember.

My sister threw you out, and for a whole

week you went berserk. You beat up someone.

- Eat, I have to go.

- Calm down, Nick.

Want to hear something weird?

I couldn't taste salt

for a whole week.

No matter what.

I drank a lot.

Then there was this guy.

A complete random. I knocked him down.

Hard.

Do you still have that A?

Ana.

She doesn't want to see me anymore.

My own sister.

- Why not?

- It's a little blurry ...

Sometimes I get so ...

What do you mean it's blurry?

She was asleep at my mother's home.

So I though I'd lay down beside

her. Like when we were kids, right?

And then I ...

You know ...

- F*** it.

- Did you touch her?

No. ...

I didn't mean to.

- That's sick, Ivan.

- I know.

I think about it all the time.

- Have you ever had sex with a girl?

- I have f***ed many.

Not really. I get sad,

when you talk about that.

I'm sorry.

I try to think of something else.

So don't start it.

I try to think about cars. I look

at cars to think about anything else.

Some big, wet tits -

- And a butt that rubs my belly.

- And sperm on her face.

- Okay, fine.

I get mad. I also think

about things that aren't normal.

Ivan, calm down. I get it.

- Now, don't start crying, alright?

- I don't.

- I've missed you like crazy, Nick.

You were like a big brother to me.

- How long has it been? Two years?

- I have no idea.

- I think it's two years ago.

- Is it?

Come here, Nick. I've missed you.

You should sit in my kitchen

with my sister, eating crackers.

- Do you remember?

- Yes ...

I know what we need to do.

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