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INTO THE NIGH:

We won't be ready any sooner

no matter how much you rush.

Hey! Stop that,

I'm not in the mood.

I can't carry

a big girl like you.

There are certain abnormalities

in Mira's latest blood test.

To make sure that Mira will be able

to tolerate this ne w medication...

...we'd like to keep her here over

May Day. - We didn't expect that.

- That won't do...

- There's no cause for alarm.

- What about the party?

- We'll have another later.

- It's not the same. Everybody's

been invited! - I'll call them.

- I don't want to!

- Mira...

If everything turns out alright,

you can go home right after May Day.

Happy May Day.

Johannes. Sit down here.

Come on.

Sit down right now. Calm down.

- Let go of me!

- Give me the crutch...

Calm down.

- Calm down.

- It's about time you came.

Do you always have to be

so dif ficult? What is it this time?

- Have you got your own balloon?

- You can have it if you want it.

- Your nose is bleeding.

- He punched me.

I'll clean it up for you.

What the hell are you doing?

Where do you think you're going?

- You want me to call the night nurse?

- No.

- Tell me where you're going.

- nowhere.

- To a place.

- What place?

- A place! - What do you think

the nurse is gonna say about that?

Please, don't tell any one.

Why don't you come with me?

Just don't say anything about this.

- Sofia!

- I had a terrible dream.

- Where have you been?

- Just go back to sleep.

- Sofia! What are you doing here?

- I had a terrible nightmare.

Johannes!

Put down the comics.

Poor baby,

you should be a healthy girl.

But there are worse diseases.

The kind that can really kill you.

Your disease won't kill you,

it's just chronic.

I was in a chronicle play,

and I wore a crown.

But "chronic" means

that you'll always...

- Or that you'll never be...

- Can I get some sleep now?

- What's this?

- Very funny.

- Mira.

- She's asleep.

And you should be too.

now, let's go to bed.

You're so heavy! I need Pippi

Longstocking here to help me.

Good night.

You're not moving in, are you?

- Now we're gonna split,

to that place of yours. - Okay.

- But there's one thing you

gotta do first. - What's that?

- Can you make it?

- Of course I can.

Turn around.

- Why?

- Just turn around.

- Hands of f!

- I was going to put a blindfold.

- Do you have to? - Sorry,

it was supposed to be a surprise.

Hey, wait!

Okay.

Okay then.

What are you waiting for?

- Okay, turn around. Go straight.

- Yeah, yeah...

This way!

Come on!

What are you doing? Come on.

Stop. There's a bench.

Sit down.

Not yet! Wait here.

From Mother.

Buy something nice.

Okay, you can come now.

Okay, come. Le ft.

Okay, stop.

You can look now.

Come on!

- Cheers.

- Same to you.

- Cool. Did you make that yourself?

- Yeah.

So this is

where you come at nights?

- How long has this been your place?

- Ever since my first hospital visit.

I come here and imagine

that I'm some where else.

Now you're dressed up for a party.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

Something's wrong, I can tell.

You miss your boy friend or?

I was supposed to give a party

but they didn't let me go home.

I'm so sorry...

I'm hot. I've had enough.

Why don't you tak e your shirt off?

- Why do you have so many clothes on?

- None of your business!

Well, excuse me.

I'm going to take as wim.

- Can't you even swim? - Look who's

talking. You can't swim at all.

- Cut it out!

- Jump in then and show me.

I was just kidding.

Hey, Johannes...

Johannes!

Come on then, let's swim.

Time me.

- One minute and twenty seconds.

- Almost.

Twenty-four stitches.

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