Niels Pind og hans dreng Page #4

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Sanne!

Sanne!

What the hell are you doing?

Get up!

Get up, I said.

Get out!

Out!

What the hell are you playing at?

- It's not over, is it?

- I haven't time for this.

- Afterwards. I'll wait for you.

- I told you it was no good.

I just want to see you.

And talk to you.

Bloody lift! We'll walk.

Haven't you got the message?

- I can't live without you.

- Of course you can.

Go home.

- I love you.

- Don't give me such crap.

We had fun.

It was just for fun.

John.

Can I ask you something?

It's Sanne.

Forget it.

Just forget it.

Wouldn't it be better

to sleep it off?

What are you hanging around for?

Darling.

Who is she?

- From high school?

- No. Just someone I met.

Where?

Here.

These flats?

Do I know her?

No. She's only just moved in.

Oh. With her mum and dad?

No. With her son.

With her son?

What do you mean, "with her son"?

You wouldn't understand.

With her son? How old is she?

Thirty six.

You can't have

a girlfriend of thirty six.

No. Apparently not.

- Why do you have to be like this?

- What do you mean?

Why can't you have a girlfriend

your own age? And be normal?

- Normal?

- She could be your mother.

- It's sick.

- Sick? You're the one who's sick.

All you have in life is

an obsession with me.

Let me live my own life.

- Move out, then.

- I will. As soon as possible.

Mum, come here.

- No!

- Yes, come here.

I've had enough.

Go away.

- No. I have had enough.

- Stop it, mum.

Mum...

Things going better now?

Yes, things are fine.

- I didn't like to ask.

- No, quite.

- You've moved on.

- Yes, exactly.

She said it wasn't

good for her little boy.

Oh? Well, of course

...maybe she's right.

It might not have

been good for you either.

- No. You're right.

- Bon appetit!

Hi.

- How are you doing?

- Fine.

I am going to the cinema

with a girlfriend tonight.

Maybe you could look after Kasper?

I suppose...

I'll fix some supper for you.

Fine.

See you then. Bye.

'Bye.

What?

What? Nothing.

Where does your dad live?

- I don't know.

- Don't you see him?

No. Not properly.

Is your dad nice?

He's dead.

- Was he nice before he died?

- Yes, but I didn't see much of him.

My parents were divorced too.

How did he die?

He was ill.

I was on the phone

to him when he died.

He said "Right, darling, it seems

that it's time to say goodbye".

And he dropped the receiver.

I never saw him again.

Are we going to have ice cream?

- I have been missing you.

- And me, you.

- What happened?

- I had to get my head straight.

With Kasper and stuff.

And another bloke?

That as well.

What is it?

I can't stand the thought of you

with somebody else.

You don't need to.

It's over.

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