Sebbe Page #3

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- In that inside pocket.

- I told you it's mine.

- Sebastian...

I didn't know it was there.

The jacket was...

- He stole it!

- It was a present.

- Who gave it to you?

- Mom.

- He stole it!

- No, I did not.

- Yes, you did. Give it to me.

- Let go!

Take your f***ing jacket!

- May I come with you?

- Sure. Get in. On the other side.

Great!

- Runo...

- What?

- Runo is my name.

- Oh, sorry. I'm Sebbe.

- Going some special place?

- No.

I'm going to Denmark.

Do you want me to let you off

somewhere or...?

Sebbe...

Where have you been?

Out.

- I was worried sick.

- Sorry, Mom.

- Where is yourjacket?

- At a friend's.

- I went to Kenny's to look for you.

- What did you do there?

- I looked for you everywhere in town.

- Why at Kenny's?

- You didn't answer the cell-phone.

- I'm sorry, Mom.

You turned it off.

You can't do that.

- May I come in?

- I've been worried sick.

You can'tjust leave like that.

Sebbe, you can'tjust leave

like that. Do you understand that?

- What's that?

- Where have you been?

Did you cook for me?

What happened to your hand?

- You don't have to eat that.

- It's good.

- It's cold.

- But I'm starved to death.

- May I come in?

- Where have you been?

Go to your seat.

We'll look at that later.

I'll explain it to you.

I'll come back to you later.

This won't do any more.

- Hi, Kenny.

- What do you want?

I was just thinking about...

- About thatjacket...

- I want money for it.

I don't have any money, so...

I don't give a f***! I want money.

Can't you take my moped instead?

I don't want your crappy moped.

But I don't have any money.

I won't be able to pay back.

Well, then you must get money.

- What the hell?

- Ouch!

How did it go?

- I'll try to help you up.

- OK.

Can you help me? Can you take...?

- There's Sebbe.

- Hi there, Sebbe.

- Everything's great? You wanna a cig?

- Had a dick up your ass yet, f*ggot?

Come on, Sebbe... How is your mom?

I'd be angry too, if my mom

was a thief. That's for sure.

- You think you're a smart-ass?

- What do you mean?

You're just a bully and a wimp

with no real friends, Kenny.

- Who's a wimp, Sebbe?

- You're so pathetic, Kenny.

And you're a f***ing nerd.

You're on your way home right now.

And it's not even nine o'clock.

Is mom waiting? Knitting a sweater?

Oh no, she only steals clothes.

Do us all a favor,

tell your mom to quit stealing.

- Do you wanna bet?

- What's that?

Like you use to say. Let's bet about

breaking most noses in 25 seconds.

Hey, Sebbe, don't get so angry.

Little guy...

Excuse me, what time is it?

Sebbe!

You should look after your son

a bit better.

Or what do you think, Sebbe?

How can you sink so low

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