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Maybe he is a girl!

It hurts, doesn't it?

Poor you.

I'm not the one

you should feel sorry for.

Meet me in the laundry room.

When?

When you see me go down there.

Why are you wearing gloves?

What are you doing?

No one will photograph us anymore.

Do you really think I'm pretty?

- Take your clothes off.

- Why?

It's a game.

A game.

What kind of game?

Cleopatra.

No, please!

Please.

You saw me.

Now I want to see you.

We are both bad patents.

Don't!

Emilie!

Emilie...

Adrian?

Did you take a picture of me?

Do you really think I am pretty?

No one has seen Emille

since after school yesterday.

Emilie from downstairs

has disappeared!

- Where do you think she is?

- We're trying to find that out.

When did you see Emilie last?

At school yesterday.

- Where might she have gone?

- Probably not far.

- Why is that?

- Because she has nowhere to go.

Doesn't she have any friends?

- Only me.

- You. So you're Emilie's friend?

When she was here, no one cared.

Now that she's gone,

everyone wants to find her.

Emilie!

Emilie!

Adrian?

Why did you call?

I was just wondering

what you wanted for Christmas.

Nothing.

Nothing?

I have everything I need.

But... what do you want?

Nothing.

- Dr. Ask.

- Thomas? This is Adrian Wang.

- Adrian?

- You have to visit mother.

- Is something wrong?

- Sunday would be best.

If she doesn't open the door,

the key is under the mat.

Shouldn't we close

the summer house soon?

Perhaps.

I was just thinking about that.

What did you think I saw?

I didn't see anything.

I told you that.

Adrian!

Adrian?

Adrian!

When I saw your clothes there,

I thought you...

That you were like your father.

That you were weak like him.

Your father was weak.

And had everything.

- I was strong, and had nothing.

- Of what?

Family. We have to take care

of each other, you and I.

Why?

Because there are

many bad people out there.

- Who will take care of you, auntie?

- No one.

It's true that you were born

during a solar eclipse, Adrian.

That makes you a most rare child.

Where is your mother?

She isn't in her room.

"Dear Adrian.

Your mother is in treatment."

"Don't worry, she is in

the best of hands. Dr. Ask."

- How did he get in here?

- Perhaps mother let him in.

Perhaps.

Perhaps it's all for the best,

after all.

Yes, perhaps.

Now it's just the two of us, Adrian.

As long as it lasts.

Do you plan on standing

for the rest of the lesson?

As you well know, Mr. Vogt

is on sick leave. He won't be back.

That makes me your new teacher.

My name is Bjarne.

But Mr. Jacobsen to you.

If you think

you can mess with me, you're wrong.

- Is that understood?

- Yes!

I will also help the theater group

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