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it did anything for me?

Did you think it was for real?

You're such a loser.

I've had a hundred lovers

that were better than you.

Listen to me, you aren't

getting off the hook that easy!

F*** me...

F*** me!

Hang on... - That swimming complex

leaks, you know.

- Get in.

- Do you have the keys?

Wait a minute...

Hello?

Take me to McDonald's, I'm starving.

This phone is a piece of crap.

- Hi.

- Hi, Jakob.

Don't you want to go inside?

Say goodbye?

No, you're the one

I want to say goodbye to.

- It's funny, we can't find the leak.

- It's not my problem.

- You designed it.

- Finding the hole isn't my problem.

- Why did you quit?

- New prospects.

Did you have a problem with someone?

Who would that be?

- I need a change of atmosphere.

- Right, I understand.

- Have you considered it too?

- Considered what?

Considered what?!

- How are you? You seem nervous.

- I'm fine.

- Relax.

- I'm relaxed. Considered what?

- Starting over, with a new family?

- No, why should I?

I don't know, I thought you might

have met someone.

- What's going to happen in New York?

- Nothing, I hope.

What's this?

- That's bloody disgusting!

- Leave it alone. It's Emil's bird.

Right... I should

follow your example.

Only I'm too scared.

And I've got the house

and the summer place to think of.

I wish I could do something

that would make me feel alive.

Toss dog sh*t inside a car

or knock down blind people...

I'm like a bird in a cage, shitting

now and then to prove I'm alive.

Maybe I'm dying, or getting old.

Or maybe it's the same thing?

I hate this life. You're born and

you die, the sun rises and sets...

You rush home and it's time

to get up again. Life is meaningless.

- Don't you agree?

- I don't know.

That's right, we don't know a thing.

We stumble around in the dark

without finding anything.

Maybe suicide is the answer.

Jumping off a building, drowning in

the sea, taking poison, hanging,

or putting

a plastic bag over your head...

Only poison tastes awful,

the pavement is hard,

and the sea's cold,

so I don't do a thing.

- But at least you'll get old.

- Who'll take care of me then?

My wife?

I haven't loved anyone enough for

them to want to take care of me.

Like you, for example.

I could have been there for you,

but I didn't make the effort.

Sh*t, I forgot my wallet.

All right if I...?

Great, thanks.

I'm so hungry.

- #May I take your order?#

- A chicken sandwich.

- And orange juice.

- #Would that be the nuggets?

- The McChicken...

- I'll just have the juice.

- Will that be all?

- I'd like to have a Big Mac.

A double McCheese burger,

a large order of McFries...

...four Chicken McNuggets,

and a vanilla McMilk shake.

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