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- Good night.

Do you want to come in?

- Yes.

I hope my children will see each

other more than we have done.

Do you love your children equally?

I love my children.

I really love them.

Of course, some of them are a bit

more annoying than others...

Mum has always preferred you.

- No.

No, that's not true.

Ditte, it's simply not true.

Ditte!

What a load of crap.

Maybe Mum and I are closer right now

because I live right next door, -

- but it's not true.

And you've always been Daddy's girl.

Is there any more gin?

This costs six euros.

- Whatever.

Have you never wanted to settle down?

Get started on an education,

a family, a life?

A life? You've got some nerve!

I have a life.

No, I mean... a real life.

A real life?

I'd rather die than have your life.

When was the last time you just let

go, didn't give a sh*t and got wasted?

Hi, Mum!

Did you have a nice evening?

I've had the most wonderful

evening with the most wonderful man -

- and I'll see him again tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

- Yes.

Why are you seeing him tomorrow?

I feel just like Tina Turner. I

haven't danced like this in 30 years.

Thank you so much

for a marvellous non-birthday.

You're welcome.

Did you do anything besides dancing?

Are you asking

if I slept with Antonio?

Because I don't really think

that it's any of your business.

But I haven't.

Not yet, anyway.

She'll never forgive me

if she finds out.

That you slept with him

or that you paid him to like her?

She wasn't supposed to fall for him.

He was just to

give her some confidence and...

...make her happy.

Do you think he loves her?

- No way.

But he'll definitely make her sad

and that's my fault.

I think he wants to sleep with her.

- No, no, no! Yuck!

He can forget about that.

It's not happening.

You can't control it.

Adults always do whatever they want.

So this is where you're hiding?

Ditte, what are you doing?

- I'm also going in the spa.

No. Go, Ditte!

Go, Ditte.

What are you thinking?

Use your brain.

Why...?

Put on some clothes.

Get out of here!

I'm sorry.

Do you have kids?

- Yes.

How many?

- Three.

Oh, my god!

This is Laura.

Laura's eight...

I'm sorry, but I really don't want to

look at more children.

It's funny how people

always think so. Good lord.

The whole world revolves around

those kids and it makes me sick.

Deliver me from people who think I

want to hear about their stupid brats.

I've got my own stupid brats.

You're a shrink, right?

Yes.

Can I ask you something?

- You're sitting on my sweater.

Oops.

- Thanks.

Would you die if you had my life?

Are you drunk?

And I can't be drunk

because I've got three children?

You're eating

the gnawed olive stones.

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