Ciao Bella Page #2
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- 2007
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It may hurt, but it's not dangerous.
Can we do it
on some other day than Friday?
Don't you want to have this over with
as quickly as possible?
Maybe you want to
give this some more thought?
She's made up her mind, but that's
when we're going to Gothia Club.
This is an important decision that
Linnea has to make on her own.
-You can party later.
-I've made up my mind. Really.
Okay. Here are the pills.
We'll leave and give Linnea
some privacy.
That's me in the
swimming trunks with skulls.
That's the hotel. You can't see it,
but there's our balcony.
That's the restaurant. On the beach.
Some fat German
stepped in front of the camera.
-But no luck. Or?
-Funny.
-And look here, this is Linnea.
-Your girlfriend?
No, that's my daughter.
-How did it go?
-Are we going home?
Sure. I'm just showing
our vacation pictures.
-We're having a video night in.
-Come on! I've started to abort!
You know what? I think that people
keep getting their priorities wrong.
Like poker. It looks easy,
but there's no luck involved.
It's really only about one thing:
risk assessment.
People are so damned stupid.
Why don't you tell me about
you and Mom instead?
Come on... I've told you that one
a thousand times.
Alright...
It was one of those
one in a million things...
It was a regular evening. We were
going out to do some dancing...
But first we went to the kiosk.
How the hell can you eat something
that has parents?
What? A cucumber might
have a dad, after all.
Oh, honey...
Is it that guy?
It's all for the better. Were you
going to commute to Italy?
you moron.
Linnea, that's not being realistic.
-Besides, he was just sixteen.
-That's rich, coming from you.
So what are we going to do
with the Raclette cheese?
I wonder if you'd think,
"I'm f***ing Madonna right now"-
-if you were to f*** Madonna.
-Shhh...
-Shh!
-Shh!
-Shhh...
-Schlong.
-That's real mature.
Mustafa! Did you bring the pictures
of the Norwegian girls? Because...
Gentlemen. Time to go to sleep.
Okay, okay. Let's sleep.
-Hi.
-Welcome to my home.
-Do you want some tea?
-Yes, please.
So Jocke's not an engineer?
He's not even employed?
He does work. On his tan.
He said that he
worked as a model on the side.
-Breast shots. And some back shots.
-Nice.
They must have had you very young.
Not really. Mom was
sixteen or seventeen. Dad too.
-Oh my.
-There were special circumstances.
Mom had been told she couldn't get
pregnant. So I was a golden egg.
She's very pretty.
Does she live here in Gothenburg?
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