Between Two Fires Page #3

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so f***ing unbelievable.

That's terrible. You took a huge risk.

I had no choice.

If they send you back, it will be

the end for you and your daughter.

I know, that's why I can't go back.

You certainly can't.

Oh well, here's to you...

And how's my mother?

She's well, I think.

Your mother is an absolute saint.

When you send her money, she gives it

all away to needy people in the village.

That's exactly

what drives me f***ing mad.

I send her money

and she gives it all away.

If she's such a f***ing saint,

she can earn it herself!

It's not like that.

She's so proud of you.

She told me that she

always knew that you'd make it.

And when I saw that photo of your house

and the car... You looked like a queen!

Don't you all have anything better

to do back home?

Let's drink.

She is so damn pretty...

I bet your business is going well?

Business is fine. I make a living.

Great. This is just great.

Your mother said you sell houses.

Yes, more or less.

Great.

So you buy old houses,

restore them and sell them?

Yes, sure.

Let's not talk about it.

- You're a real businesswoman.

- Yes, indeed. Let's go dance.

Pekka, let's dance. Come on.

Mom, do you think Ali would like

to have a daughter like me?

Darling, everyone would like to have

a daughter like you.

You look like a real princess.

Why haven't you used makeup before?

Hold it, I need to go to the toilet.

Look, Ali gave us a heater.

He said our room is like a fridge.

We've made it!

They won't send us back now.

Not when they gave us this flat.

The rest is just a formality.

- Sorry, I can't come. I work tonight.

- Don't you want to see my new flat?

Of course, but I'm really busy.

Why don't you come around sometime?

I've got to go, I'm running late.

See you. Bye.

Thanks.

Look! I found a flashlight!

It's going to be a real interrogation.

Damn, I don't know

what more I can tell them.

What did you tell them?

What's your size, honey?

- What?

- What's your waist size?

Everything's going to be fine.

Put this on, we're going to Bengt.

To Bengt?

- Yes. He's waiting for you.

- For me?

For you... For us. We'll have a drink.

It will calm you down.

Then we're going to talk about

your interrogation. I promise.

Hurry up now.

Move it.

You look great, fantastic,

but the jacket is hiding everything.

- This skirt is so short.

- It's very fashionable here now.

The door's open? Wait here a moment.

Bengt. Wake up.

You've overslept.

- I've overslept... What time is it?

- Hang on.

Hello? Yes, that's me...

Yes, I'm free. I can...

I can come over. Around ten o'clock.

I'm pretty busy right now,

can I call you back?

Right...

Well, we'll talk about prices

when I get there.

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