For My Brother

1

AII right, boys. Lunch is ready.

Yay!Wieners!

Aske, heIp Bastian out.

Are you okay?

They're so cute.

Don't you want kids of your own?

Sure. I just need to find someone

who'II have them with me.

Is that a probIem for you?

We can't all be as lucky as Lasse,

now can we?

It might speed things up

if you didn't live with your mother.

I guess.

All right, boys, let's go eat.

A toast to my youngest son,

the new head of the club.

- Great idea.

- Cheers, darling.

- Congratulations.

- Thanks.

Now we just need to get you

started playing again, Lasse.

All in due time.

Aren't you hungry, Bastian?

No? That's not like you.

- Is he ill?

- I don't know, Bodil.

Feeling sick?

Eat something.

Bastian, eat your food.

- Lasse, don't.

- The kid's just acting.

Is it good?

Answer the question.

You hear me?

Yes.

Cheers!

Cheers.

- So long, boys.

- See you later, Mother.

Will you be home

for dinner tomorrow?

I won't be back till late.

I'm meeting someone in town.

There'll be leftovers, then.

See you, honey.

Can I come?

You can't. There's no room.

Bastian, the bags and Granny.

Go read "Fairytalia" in the tent.

I'll be back in a jiffy, okay?

- See you.

- Bye bye, Aske.

Bye.

Bye bye!

Are you good

or do you want another?

No thanks.

I was thinking if maybe ...

I mean ...

Could you lend me some dough?

Sure. How much?

Fifty. Sixty, maybe.

Sure thing. Not a problem.

Just to make ends meet, you know.

Of course.

We help each other out, right?

- Where's Aske?

- In the tent, I suppose.

Right.

You're taking a walk with Hans.

You do as you're told! You hear?

Wanna come?

Put your shoes on, then.

I like you a lot.

Is he asleep?

How the hell should I know?

Look for yourself.

Goddamn busybody.

Lasse, he's not here.

Where is he?

Well, then I guess

he f***ing ran away.

I ought to do the same.

Piss off, then.

If I'm as disgusting and ugly

as you keep saying, then piss off!

Is Hans taking a walk?

Yes!

Did Aske go with him?

- Did Aske go with him?

- For Christ's sake, yes!

- Did you let Aske go with Hans?

- They're just taking a walk!

You didn't.

I've seen the way Hans looks at Aske.

He's a sick, twisted pervert.

They're just taking a walk!

No harm in that.

Jesus Christ...

- Let me go!

- You stay here!

If he has touched my boy,

I swear I'll kill you!

- Leave him alone!

- Mommy...

- Mommy...

- I'm here.

You make me sick!

What the hell are you doing?

Just you wait.

You're a dead man.

Just you wait

till the police get you.

I truly hope the same thing

happens to you one day.

I'm taking Lasse down with me.

He's done this with so many boys.

Understand?

If you tell anyone about this

I'm gonna f***ing kill you!

Get him! Get him!

Mommy?

Mommy!

Mommy, no!

Wake up...

Come on...

Mommy...

Please wake up.

Mommy...

Please wake up.

Please, Mommy...

FOR MY BROTHER:

FIVE YEARS LATER

Wanna hang out at my place?

I can't.

I have to pick up Bastian.

- And there's that biology report.

- That's not due till Tuesday.

It's a four-day weekend.

I'm just kind of hung-up.

All right, but if you have

some spare time, just call me.

Sure.

You've got company.

Hi there.

Hi.

I'm having a party Saturday.

Maybe you'd like to come?

I'm not really sure if I'm free.

Well, if you feel like it

you're more than welcome.

See you around.

- She's crazy about you.

- That's just how she is.

I'd give anything to get with her.

Have you seen

the knockers on her?

A guy can dream, right?

See you around.

What are you doing?

- Just playing.

- You are? Can we play, too?

Hey, where are you going?

- It's my place.

- Then what are you doing out here?

Are you gonna cry now?

He's strong!

Stop it! Stop!

Ow!

What the f***?

Is that how you defend yourself,

you little f*ggot?

Let's split before he eats us all.

F***ing loser!

Homo!

Is he dead?

Yeah.

Andreas did it.

Wanna bury it?

Do you think Mom will

take care of him now?

Yeah, I'm sure she will.

Did you go to Mom's funeral?

No, I didn't.

- Did Dad go?

- I think so.

- You're going to bed early.

- But tomorrow...

Shut your mouth!

Darn.

Here you go.

Bloody hell! You little...!

What a f***ing mess!

You clean that up right now!

Get to it!

I'll teach you.

What a f***ing mess.

I've had enough.

Get the hell out of here.

And don't come down,

you goddamn slob!

Eat!

Bastian.

Was that a laugh?

All right. Wanna help me

with the dishes?

Last one down washes!

- You wash 'cause you're washed up.

- Very funny. Clear the table.

Did Mom hit you?

No.

Mom never hit me.

- Then why does Dad?

- It's the only thing he knows.

- It's his way of saying he's sad.

- But he doesn't cry.

I know.

But some grownups can be sad

and won't let it show.

When I grow up

I won't hit my kids.

I'm glad you don't hit me.

I guess there's no one to hear

my bedtime story tonight.

- I'm right here!

- Oh, I didn't see you.

- Liar.

- Okay...

I couldn't see you,

but I smelt your stinking toes.

Here.

And Teddy.

Prince Mias and Prince Ramo

rode through the flowery valley.

The valley bloomed

with thousands of flowers -

- in the most

beautiful colours imaginable.

Ramo leaned forward

and hugged Simi tightly.

Her mane was the same beautiful hue

as his own curly locks.

They rode on through the valley -

- and far ahead they glimpsed

the shapes of ancient houses.

It was the City on the Edge.

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