She Monkeys

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Produced by Atmo Productions in

association with Film I Vst and SVT.

KG SUBTITLING DIVISION (c) 2012

Atmo presents

SHE MONKEYS:

I'm coming.

Are you Emma?

We've been expecting you.

Yes, down with the right. Right...

The ensign.

Stretch out.

Turn your hip.

And now do the "mill".

Lift high, stretch your legs!

Stand on your shoulders.

One minute starting from...

...now.

Ten. Stretch your legs.

Twenty.

Welcome to the team.

Round up.

-You too Emma. In line.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven, eight...

Hard training from

here on now.

The selection is approaching.

-Looking for something?

-No, I was just looking around.

You're upsetting the horses by

sneaking around like that.

-Are you afraid?

-No.

-Give me your hand.

There. He smells you.

That's how you greet a horse.

They can't see straight ahead.

-You will turn great at vaulting.

-You think so?

I can help you. I can train

anyone to become anything.

Come on.

You have to go all the way.

Let's try the other one.

The scissor.

There.

You got to curve more.

Work with your hips.

Focus!

Charisma. Always!

Don't show any weakness.

Was it okay?

Well?

What did you think?

It was okay, I guess.

Good night. Good morning.

-Look at the horse.

-Later. Let's sleep.

Please, daddy.

-It will disappear when you bathe.

-It's waterproof.

-If you go to sleep afterwards.

-Yes.

Do you think Sebastian will like it?

Sara, I don't think Sebastian

fancies you the same way-

-that you fancy him.

Can you scratch me?

Contact.

-Can I try?

-Okay. -Sit.

Sit.

-How can he know?

-I've taught him.

Click means "right", and he repeats.

One shapes a behavior.

Before you proceed to the

hall, wash yourself thoroughly.

Under your arms, in the butt,

between legs and feet.

We'll put on a new tattoo

once we're back home.

...three, four, five, six, seven.

Relax. Well done.

Eight, nine and ten. Well done.

-I spy with my little eye...

-What?!

Fishes diving below the surface.

So come on then!

Move. There you go.

You all did great. Well done.

The girl with the blue bathing trunks...

-Don't you have a top?

-no.

Why doesn't she wear a top?

She's a child.

-Age doesn't matter nowadays.

-What are you saying?

That girls in her age are

becoming grown women.

It's difficult for me to discuss now...

We've had issues with men sneaking about.

It's your decision.

Not her, or anyone else.

Your decision. Right?

Come here, Sara.

You don't have to hide.

Where is your sister?

I decide myself and I

want to sit right here.

Fine, you can sit there until she

returns. You can't go anywhere.

Let's count to five and jump. Ready?

One, two, three, four...

Let's do it again, yeah?

Well come on then!

-What's so funny?

-I don't know.

I'm turning dizzy.

A bit too old for the child pool, yeah?

I've got back issues and I

need to stretch.

Our physiotherapist tells us to

to keep at it on a daily basis.

My name is Tobias. And you?

Cassandra...

-And you?

-Emma.

Jens...

What are you laughing at?

-Can you give him your number?

-No, but he can give me his.

-But will you remember it?

-I remember everything.

-0760-086996.

-alright then.

Bye.

Bye!

Bye.

See you.

Whom will you dine with?

With Lena.

-Did you do good at swimming school?

-Yes.

-How nice.

But I want Sebastian to come

with me next time.

We'll have to ask him about that.

Daddy...

Daddy, I want a bikini.

But you already have a pair of

bathing trunks, almost new.

I want a real bikini for my b*obs.

Sara, you don't need that.

They are for adults.

-What is it?

-Nothing.

-What are you thinking about?

-Myself.

-How do you mean "myself"?

-Myself and nothing.

-Where are you going?

-To my bed.

-Are you leaving?

-No.

-Yes you are.

-No, Sara.

Give it to me.

Emma, please stay.

-Go to sleep, Sara.

-I hate you.

Good night.

Sit.

Sit!

Stand still!

Give me your hands.

Both your hands.

Make a cup of them.

And hold still.

I love you.

-Wouldn't it be fun to call that Jens guy?

-Yes.

Alright. See you later then.

See you.

They will come to us.

Sh*t, they're messed up.

I told him we're hungry and

that we don't like beer.

Good, right?

-Do you want him?

-No, do you?

-Hello.

-Hi.

-How are you?

-Fine.

Hi.

Can I borrow you shoe?

-What are you doing?

-You'll see.

Thanks.

Emma, want some real food?

Thanks.

F***!

F***, you're so gross!

F*** this, seriously.

-I'm out.

-Yeah sure. See you.

Bye.

-Want to go for a swim?

-Okay.

I'm coming.

I didn't expect you to

remember my number.

-Emma!

-Yes.

-Come on then!

-Coming.

-Do you want?

Yes. Do you?

Want what?

How is it that you're so awesome

at memorizing numbers like that?

I associate numbers with symbols...

-...so that I remember them.

-I'm crossing the river then.

Okay.

-Symbols? Zero for example?

-Zero is a rock.

A rock? And a seven?

-A seven is a tree.

-A tree?

That I can relate to.

It's pretty cool.

Come.

-What is it?

-Nothing.

-You don't have to be embarrassed.

-I'm not.

Can I lick you?

Come on, what is it?

Oh come on, what is it?

Am I interrupting you?

-Answer me!

-Yes, somewhat.

Are you going to have sex?

Then why don't you undress?

What?

So take off your clothes.

-Emma, remove his pants.

They come off too.

Run.

-I said run!

-What the hell are you doing?

-I'll report you for rape.

-But I haven't done anything!

-Run Emma!

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