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Hey, John-John!
What's up?
-What are you up to? -Nothing. Chilling.
It's hot as hell. Stop jacking off and let's get going.
-Where? -Where do you think? The bay.
-Okay. -Hurry up!
-Yalla. -Yalla.
-Are you coming? -The bay.
-Hey. -Whatever.
All good?
-Hey! -That was a fucking foul, man!
What?
Hey, Sandra! How's it going?
-Fine. You? -Good. You going to the bay?
-No, Trädgården. -Whose garden?
The club, idiot.
-Shut up, Nancy! -Fuck you.
You want to come?
What? Do we look like we're some bums heading to Trädgården?
You do look like a bum. You think they'd let you in?
Sandra, listen. We should do something.
She's got a boyfriend.
-Was I talking to you? --She has a boy, but she needs a man.
She doesn't need one. Not the way you're looking.
Call me, okay?
-Mind your business. -Let's go, girls.
Vanessa was staring at you, bro.
I'm not interested.
Aight.
-Jump! -Let's go, baby!
BASED ON THE NOVEL BY MATS WAHL
Shouldn't Yasmin and her gang be here?
I bet there are nice chicks on the other side.
Over there?
If you lived like that, you'd hang out at home.
-You don't know anything. -I've got to get home. This is getting….
-Me too. -Get out of here, both of you.
We were leaving anyway.
-Yalla. -Yalla.
Keep dreaming about those chicks.
How about it?
No.
-Let's go. -No.
It's not even locked. Let's go.
Look!
Damn, those houses are awesome!
-Hi! -Hey!
John-John, I'm telling you. One day, bro, we'll be living over here. One day.
Hey! You want to come for a ride?
-No, thanks. -Is this boat not good enough for you?
-These cribs are crazy. -Damn.
Yo. What is this place?
Good question. Never been here.
-Check it out. -Damn! What an idiot!
Look at that little girl.
Damn!
-What's he…? -There's another one.
Hey, look out! Fuck!
Fuck! Where the fuck did she go?
What are you doing?
Fuck! I'm coming. Take it easy, John-John.
Excuse me. Please, let me through.
Come here, Patricia.
How are you doing? Huh?
-Are you okay? -Yes.
Oh, sweetie.
I wish there were more kids like you.
Then this country wouldn't be going to hell.
Come in.
Wait here, I'll be right back.
Hey, where are you going? Get back here.
A dry sweater. My pants won't fit you, but…
-What's going on? -Patricia was in a swimming accident.
-Is she alright? -Everything's fine. Thanks to you guys.
I'll give you a ride home.
Thanks for the ride, man. And the sweater.
Anytime.
-I should be thanking you. -It's cool.
-Take care. -Stay safe.
…then you might get it. Forget the car, I'll get to that. We were on this boat--
-What is he wearing? -He's a hero.
Did he turn into a Swede?
-Listen, do you know what he did? -Hurry up and tell us.
-I'm trying, but you keep interrupting me. -Tell us! Yalla, yalla.
-Shut up! People are trying to sleep. -You shut up!
Shut up, you fucking bum! Get down here!
My God, Frank. This place needs a paint job.
Uh huh.
She says that every year.
Hi, grandma. Hi, Billie.
Hi, sweetie.
A decision I didn't…
Frank says you haven't chosen a school yet, Elisabeth.
…deal with it once I've…
Hm?
Absolutely.
The friends you make at school remain your friends throughout life.
They can make or break your future.
-Choose wisely. -Nepotism starts early.
Call it what you like. I've been working for 40 years,
and work is just a small part of the equation.
A small part? So, what's the big part?
Connections?
Yes.
I'm sure Elisabeth will find a school that suits her.
Well. Anyway, you won't starve.
-Do you know which school it'll be? -Not yet.
I'll know soon. Sacha says I'll be on some waiting list.
Okay…
For what?
Theater.
What's so funny?
No, what? It's… I was just surprised.
So you like that stuff?
Okay.
And your friends?
Come on!
-What the fuck do you mean? -Don't swear.
-He doesn't care what his friends think. -Do drama if you want. I don't care.
Besides, you have an edge on the other kids.
You'll definitely get in thanks to affirmative action.
Call me later.
So, have you decided what to do this summer?
You don't have to be here all summer, but at least stay a few weeks.
I've been thinking about it.
I've decided to sell this place.
It's too much work.
Huh?
Have I ever complained that it's too much work?
Yes, you have.
Even though we have staff to actually do everything.
Don't be absurd, Frank.
What about Meggy and Kasper?
I think it's the right decision.
We don't need all this.
And that your mother spent all her summers here…
that doesn't mean anything to you?
You didn't care about her when she was alive, why care now?
-Sit down! -Please stop.
-Sit! -Leave her alone!
-Sit down! -Victoria!
Leave her alone. Sit down, so we can talk.
I'd appreciate you not shouting at Elisabeth like that.
-You have no right-- -Yes, I do.
-No! -Okay. Patricia, come, let's go.
You're impossible.
-It's weird your mom's dating The Horse. -The Horse?
Yeah, he was a horse junkie before he did time.
I also heard they beat him up every day in prison.
-Good. -Fucking junkie.
-Hey, where are we going? -The manor.
Are you serious?
-They're probably home! -They're in the country for the weekend.
What?
If you'd listened, you would've heard him say so in the car.
When?
When you were fucking sitting there fantasizing about the sister.
Hey, when we were younger, and people said they'd been to the country…
-Yeah? -I thought they meant their home country.
He was nice to us, man.
Hey, JJ, bro…
Seriously, no one who is that rich is nice.
Either he, or one of his relatives, fucked somebody like us over at one point.
Let's go in, take the valuables and leave. No fucking around, okay?
For sure.
Sluggo, chill out.
What is it?
-What if the neighbors see us? -We'll say we're Polish workmen.
Come on, man. I know you want to sniff her panties.
-Whose panties? -Your mom's!
Or you could stay here and keep watch. Your choice.
Come on, guys.
Yalla.
-Do you even know the passcode? -Chill, man.
What did I tell you guys?
Hey, hands up!
-What the fuck are you doing? -Chill, it's not even loaded.
-You crazy? Stop waving it around! -Lower your voice, man.
It's the old man's. How fucked up is that?
Put it back, man.
No way, this is mine now. What are you doing in here?
-Didn't you turn the lights off? -Yes, I think so.
-Sabina's not working tonight? -No.
She got anything?
-No, I've already checked. -I'll follow after you.
Stay in the car.
Guys!
Okay.
This is pretty serious.
Since it wasn't locked away, you could lose your license.
That was very careless of me. I keep it in the weapons safe, but…
…a lot's been going on, so…
-And nothing else was missing? -No.
-Call us if you think of anything. -Of course.
Great.
Carefully.
Let's see.
Well?
No?
Sweetheart…
It's okay.
What are you laughing at?
I knew it!
I got in!
I'm so proud of you.
Hey, Sluggo!
Sluggo!
I got in, man!
-Are you kidding me? -No, look.
What did I tell you? Congrats, bro.
Thanks, man.
Only trashy girls have parties these days.
-Yes, I agree! -Did you see Malla?
She tried to invite people in our class. I was like, "Good luck." It was so…
It's going well, man.
-Oh! -You're fucking with me, right?
-Sorry. -Hey, what the fuck?
Sorry!
-Hi. -Hi.
Go, drive!
Thank you.
Congratulations, everybody! You made the cut. That's fantastic.
My name is Jacob.
Most of you met me during your auditions.
Let's introduce ourselves and say why we applied for drama school.
Sorry I'm late.
Let's start with you, Ulla.
Um, hi. My name is Ulla.
My mom is a costume designer, and that's how I got into drama.
And… the ensemble atmosphere was always great.
Well, with a couple of exceptions. Yeah.
John-John?
Hi, my name is John-John, and I want to be an actor.
That's about it.
Great.
Welcome, Elisabeth.
Um…
…my parents don't work in the arts, but I hope that's not a requirement.
Yeah. Anyway, my name is Elisabeth.
I'm looking forward to getting to know everyone.
Sheila?
Hey. Do you recognize me?
-You saved Patricia, right? -Yeah.
-Crazy, huh? What are the odds? -I don't know.
-Do you know each other? -No.
-Did I say something to offend you? -Like what?
You made it sound like I was bragging.
Well, weren't you?
Chill, it was just a joke.
I have to go, but…
…see you later.
What's her problem?
-What? -Well… Never mind.
Don't be fooled by those sandals. He's really strict.
-Is he? -Yeah, ask my sister. She got kicked out.
-What? What did she do? -Nothing. She missed a few classes, so…
That's crazy. I heard he was good.
Yeah everyone says he's great… as long as he likes you.
Well, this is me…
-So… -Oh, sweet.
See you tomorrow.
Hey…
You know Elisabeth, right?
Well… kind of. We have some mutual friends.
Were you about to say something earlier?
Um…
-She, I mean… I think she's a little sad. -Why?
Her mom died recently, a couple of months ago, so…
How was the new class?
I don't know.
Everyone lives in loft apartments in Södermalm with writers for parents.
I see. Are you surprised?
No, I guess not.
Except for one guy. Guess who's in my class.
John-John.
-That John-John? -Yes, that John-John.
Wow.
Can you invite him to my birthday party?
Papa, can he please come to my party?
Don't you need top grades to get in?
-Why wouldn't he have good grades? -No, you're right.
-But please, can he come? -Nah…
We're keeping it small.
So why have you invited all of your employees?
To write off the cost on the company. It's smart.
Yeah, that is smart.
Wait.
-Everything okay? -Mm.
Listen, I…
I've been thinking, and…
If you're strapped for cash or something, just let me know.
I'm good, thanks.
I mean…
-It's better than getting into trouble. -Why would I get into trouble?
I know you're a good guy, but…
-Your friends… -What about them?
"What about them?" They're all going to end up behind bars sooner or later.
-Thanks for the tip. -You think this is funny?
Let me piss!
Don't disappoint your mom. She works hard for you.
Fucking pretend cop.
Fucking idiot.
-Really, if you think it's too easy-- -Come on Elisabeth, focus.
-What do you want in this scene? -She doesn't seem to want anything.
-Not her, you. What do you want? -I want to do a different scene.
Do you know how many people applied here?
No, how many?
I don't need results, but I need you to concentrate.
Okay, let's go again.
-How did you get here…? -Stop! You can sit down.
Sheila.
Elisabeth!
-You forgot your script. -Thanks.
Are you just going to leave me with the vegans?
-You'll be fine. -Are you sure?
I'm sure. See you tomorrow.
Wait…
Uh…
I heard about your mom.
What did you say?
I heard she passed away.
Who told you that?
-It doesn't matter. -Does the entire class know?
-I don't know. -You don't know?
Fuck.
Absolutely.
I hear you.
Give… Next week.
I just have to make a few calls, and then I'll sort this out.
I really am sorry.
That's great. Bye.
I will quit, I promise.
Today we'll be practicing corporal expression.
Why? Because we're putting together a play that we'll perform in the auditorium.
-In front of everyone? -Yes.
And relatives and casting agents.
Don't look so nervous. This is what we do.
It's not drama without an audience, right?
There are two criteria:
It can be half an hour max, and it must be performed without dialogue.
Everyone clear on that?
Hey….
-Sorry about yesterday. -It's fine.
Uh…
I promised Patricia that…
I'd ask if you wanted to come… to her birthday party.
For real?
I don't want to crash your party.
Nah, Papa's work buddies are coming, so there'll be people I don't even know.
Okay.
What's the vibe. Do I need to wear a suit?
No.
Maybe a nice shirt.
Okay, I'll come.
Okay.
Maybe I should give you my number so I can text you details.
-Take a picture so I know who's calling. -How many Elisabeths do you know?
Don't know. Six, seven, eight…
Take a picture.
That's good.
Okay, I have to go, but…
-See you tomorrow. -Okay.
Mom! Do we have wrapping paper?
Is it for me?
Why didn't you ask the store to wrap it?
Do you have a receipt?
Put it back.
Give it back!
Give me it! Stop being annoying.
Are you high?
Is that why you're a dick?
I hear they call you The Horse.
Is it true?
Of course it's true.
You can tell by how you chew your food.
Does my mom know?
Fucking junkie.
What are you doing?
No!
Take it easy! Easy now!
Easy. Sluggo!
Sluggo, help me!
Let go of me, cunt! Let go!
Ow, ow! Okay.
You miserable cunt, get out of here now!
-Take it easy. -Get up. Get out.
Okay.
-Hurry up! -Take it easy.
If I see you here again, I'll kill you.
I'm going, I'm going.
-Are you okay? -Ow.
You alright?
-Hi. -Hi.
Yeah, I know it's a lot.
-Not exactly an intimate family gathering. -No.
You didn't have to bring anything.
It's nothing much.
Patricia is down there.
Hey. I need a drink, but they won't serve me at the bar.
-Can you give it a shot? -Sure.
-Hey! -Hey, you came!
Of course.
-Happy birthday. -Thank you!
-Hi. -Hello.
-How does it feel to be older? -It feels great.
-Nice. Easy on the cliff jumping. -Sure.
That was John-John.
-Hi! -Two glasses, please.
-Of…? -Champagne.
-Champagne, sure. -Thanks.
-Good to see you. -Did you say hi to Patricia?
So you got into Stockholm School of Economics? Congratulations.
Thank you.
I have to say hi.
I heard that you were Patricia's hero. Karl.
-John-John. -Have a seat.
John-John… Do you live nearby?
Sure, just on the other side of the bay.
Elisabeth!
-Hi! -Hi.
-It's so good to see you. Yes, likewise.
When I was young, I also dreamt of being an actor.
I took some classes in the States,
but, you know, it's a little uncertain, financially.
But it's bold to pursue a career where very few get to work.
And it has to be extra tough for people like you.
-What do you mean? -I… I didn't mean anything…
I just meant that it must be extra tough for kids like you, who come from…
-What are you talking about? -We're talking about acting.
-Karl here said he took acting classes. -Well…
You did?
No, yes, well, mostly for the fun of it.
-Why did you stop? -Wasn't my thing.
Right, and also the economic uncertainty.
Mm… too bad.
Come on, I want to show you something.
Sorry about dad's friend.
It's fine.
I hope you didn't feel obligated to be here.
No, absolutely not.
-Shit, wow. Which ones are these? -I don't know. I was given them.
-Are they good? -You can try them.
Sweet.
Hear anything?
Shit, I can't hear a thing!
-I'm happy you came. -What?
Good sound, huh?
Yeah. Let me know if you get tired of them.
Wow, you look like her.
What was her name?
Lotta.
Elisabeth!
I'm coming! Just a second.
-I have to go. -I'm leaving anyways.
-See you at school. -Yeah.
What happened?
He left me.
I thought things were good.
Just as well. He's a dickhead.
Did you two fight?
-Huh? -No.
You'll meet someone new.
No.
I'm no good.
What?
Are you ready? Don't drop this, okay?
I got it.
-Police, open up! -Open!
Police!
-Do you have anything on you? -No.
Okay, let's do it. Corporal expression.
-Yes. -Okay.
-Pick your animal. -Okay.
Dog? Okay.
Ouch! Stop.
Sorry.
Act like dogs.
They move like this, right?
Come on. Try to focus.
Wolves don't just stand around. No.
We have to get somewhere with this. Let's take it seriously.
Okay, uh…
Let's do something abstract. If we, um…
-Come join us. -No, I think I'll stay here.
-Come on, let's go. -No…
Okay.
Should we do the wave?
Yes. If we do a circle.
-No… -What the…?
-Who let you in? -It was open.
-Do you know how much this equipment is? -We're just rehearsing.
Out.
Out!
Well, I have to go, but I'll see you at the party.
-Okay, bye. -Bye.
-Are you taking the subway? -No, I'm waiting for a ride.
Have you read the text analysis?
No, not yet.
They're showing it at the Royal Theatre, so…
I figured it might be easier if you've seen it.
What? Are there still seats?
Yeah. Ulla can get some through her mother.
-Right. -Are you game?
-You, me and Ulla? -No, she's seen it.
-So, like a date? -No, not… I mean…
-Like a school assignment. -Mm.
-Or I could ask Staffan. -No, I want to go.
Okay. But it's the Royal Theatre. Sure you'll find it?
I think so.
-Hurry up! -I'm coming!
I'll see you tonight. Bye.
-Take care. -Call me. Bye.
-Are you going out? -To the theatre.
Honey, you have to tell me things like that.
I have to get back to work. I'd rather you kept Patricia company.
-What? I can't babysit her every night. -You don't.
-Yes, yesterday and the day before that-- -Please, we have to help each other out.
-So, mom dies and my social life with her? -Cut it out.
-Patricia needs you. -No, she needs you.
I can't be in two places at once!
I have to work to make ends meet. It's as simple as that.
I realize it's dreary, but you can't have everything.
-I'll call you later. -No. I said, you're staying home.
-We'll see… -We will not see!
Not tonight.
The person you've dialed can't be reached.
-You can't trust upper class chicks. -What do you know?
She's not the only one who wants to rebel. They're called Cilla, Pernilla, Camilla…
I even have a fucking Annika on my phone.
Firstly, You have no experience of Swedish chicks.
Secondly, I'm with JJ. I also want a Swedish chick.
I don't care where she's from. And when have you been with a Camilla?
I'll show you Camilla.
-This is Camilla. -He's got the phone out.
Hey, turn the music down.
Turn it down. Hello?
Hi. Sorry, I've tried to reach you.
I had to stay at home.
-Okay. -Darling! Who are you talking to?
-My battery died. -Where are you?
I'm in a car.
-Uh… -Darling!
Do you want to come here? Then we can work on the text.
Yeah, sure, I'll swing by.
-Okay. -Bye.
-You have no fucking shame! -Hey, JJ is gonna…
Shut up!
-Hi. -Hey. Do you recognize me?
Yes, I do. How are you?
All good. I can't complain.
You want to go for a ride?
-We have an assignment to do. Open up. -Hey, chill out.
-How are you? -Good. You?
-I'm good. Donya, meet… -Elisabeth.
-What have you been up to? -Nothing, just chatting.
-They had a date, but she stood him up. -Shut up!
I had to babysit my sister.
We had a school assignment, my phone died…
-Did you use that line as well? -When did I say it was a date?
You have to toughen up, bro.
What about your chicks?
I'm hooking up with this girl. You don't believe me? I am!
-Please shut up when I'm talking to you. -Did you eat the garlic one?
Yeah, it's good.
How's training going?
If you're as ripped as you say, just shrug it off.
-It doesn't seem to be working. -What?
-Are you stoked for the gym tonight? -Elisabeth.
Elisabeth! I've got an important question, okay?
Very important.
-Yalla, get to the point. -Chill, bro.
All the boys are wondering…
Can JJ act?
-No. -Oh, no.
Is he good?
It depends.
I'd say…
One to ten?
A strong…
A difficult situation.
-I dare you to say five. -Four?
What? Oh, shit.
Hey, what do you think, huh?
Listen, of course he can act. He's going to get us to Hollywood.
Bro, he can't even get us downtown.
Okay, hang on. You'll see.
Are you not sure of him, huh?
Elisabeth, I've got a question. Can you act?
-Good question. -Of course she can act.
-Can you? -No, I don't know.
Yes, she can. I promise you.
Act for us.
-Now? -Yes.
-No. -Chill, bro.
What's the big deal?
-Leave her alone. -What?
Why are you scared?
-Here? -Leave her alone.
-No. -Chill, bro.
-You afraid? -Are you?
-I'll do it. -Yeah, me too.
-What should we do? -You choose.
-We're breaking up. -Okay. You, with me?
You think you'd break up with me?
-Show us what you've got. -Chill, man.
Are you ready?
Elisabeth…
…we need to talk. I don't know if you've noticed…
I haven't been answering your calls. I'm going to tell it like it is.
I don't like you anymore.
This relationship isn't working.
I can't take it. It's just a pain.
I…
-I like someone else. -Wow.
-I've found another girl. I'm sorry. -Classic.
So, it's over.
I'm just saying it as it is.
We can be friends. It's chill.
-What are you laughing at? -Shut up and keep going.
Wait, you…why are you crying? I don't get it. Why are you crying?
When you cash in, we can be your bodyguards.
-I'll be your manager. -Manager?
-You, the manager? -Shut the fuck up.
-Please. -Please.
-Yalla. -Bye.
-Bye.
Later, bro. Yalla.
-I should get going. -I'll see you around.
Do you want to walk me home?
It's so dark, and you've lured me into the hoods…
Okay, let's go.
Okay. Good night.
Papa's not home yet.
Okay…
Want to go for a swim?
Do you have a guy?
-A guy? -Are you with someone?
-So, who was he? -Who?
-The guy at the party. -Who?
You know who I mean.
Jonas?
Tall, blond? With dimples?
Yeah, maybe.
What's so funny?
-He's my cousin. -Oh.
Do you have a girlfriend?
-No. -Why the hesitation?
What?
Elisabeth?
-What are you doing? -I'm swimming.
Yeah, I see that.
Sorry I raised my voice, and thanks for helping out.
No problem.
-Good night. -Good night.
I have to go, but…
-See you at the party. -Yeah, see you there.
Hey, where the hell are you?
Get away from the music. I can't hear a thing.
What?
Have you seen Elisabeth?
No, sorry. I haven't seen her.
I met your sister. She was so cool.
-Just now? -Yeah, she was over by the bar.
-Virgo? -No.
-Capricorn? -Yes.
Yes?
-I told you! I know this shit. -It took you ten guesses.
What are you doing?
Elisabeth…
Hey. What's up?
Our taxi was cancelled. Are you going into town?
-Maybe. Where are you going? -Can you drop us at the nearest subway?
That shouldn't be a problem.
What a cute girl this guy brought.
You know what?
Maybe I should just take you home instead.
We're going to a friend, so…
-So you don't want a ride? -No, thanks. Let's go.
-No. -That's enough.
You know what? Let me borrow your phone.
-Leave her alone. -I need to call a friend.
What, I can't borrow it?
Wallets and jewelry.
-Now. -Yalla!
Good. Come on.
Yalla. Hurry up.
What are you doing?
What's this?
Let go, man.
Give me the watch.
It's fake.
-I don't give a fuck. I want it anyway. -No.
-Give it to him. -Take my phone--
Give it to him!
Listen to her.
-What are you doing? -Fuck you!
Give him the watch!
Give him the watch.
Elisabeth, are you alright?
Are you okay?
Elisabeth?
Are you okay?
I'm really sorry.
Why didn't you give them the watch?
-Elisabeth, wait! -Leave me alone.
-Elisabeth! -I said, leave me alone!
Get in the car.
You stay away from my daughter, hear me?
-I want you to stop seeing him. -I can't see him because we got robbed?
-It could've happened to anyone. -No, it couldn't.
Guys like him are shit magnets.
The break-in wasn't a coincidence.
What do you mean?
-You know what I mean. -No, I don't.
You sound like a prejudiced old man.
Okay, I'll be honest with you. You're selfish, naive and terribly spoilt!
Wake up.
You're lucky nothing worse happened.
I don't want you seeing him outside of school.
Just… No.
Go to bed.
Are you in love?
And she doesn't feel the same?
-I think she does. -There you are.
Then go after her.
It'll be okay.
It'll be okay, baby.
Elisabeth!
-I need to talk to you! -Be quiet! Everyone's sleeping.
If you'll let me in!
I'll come down.
I fucked up. Big time.
I'm sorry.
It could've gone really bad.
Why did argue with those guys?
The watch wasn't mine.
I shouldn't have worn it.
I think it's expensive.
So why were you wearing it?
I wanted to impress you.
I'm sorry.
What do you want me to do? I'll do anything. What should I do?
Look…
…I'm in love with you. For real.
I've never felt like this.
I can't be without you.
You're wet.
Do you have a condom?
I think so. I do, yeah.
-Did you plan for this? -What? No, no.
I'm just kidding.
-Where are we going? -Just follow. My sister told me about it.
-Hi. -Hi.
Okay.
If you show this to anyone else, I'll kill you.
-Damn. -Oh, yeah.
Oh, my God!
How old are you in this picture?
Sluggo.
Sluggo!
Cut! Nice!
Oh my God, we have to do that. That was beautiful.
Is that him?
Doesn't he know it's over? Why is he calling?
I don't know what he's thinking!
Let me know if he keeps calling you. Then I'll sort it out, okay?
-Okay. But promise you won't go too far. -I promise.
-So, when are you taking me out? -I promise, I will.
When can I come to yours?
Sluggo.
Listen, I'm going to have a word with this guy. Give me two minutes, okay?
Yo.
Meet a friend of mine.
Get in.
I can't do that. It's impossible. Am I supposed to…?
-At least we're not that bad. -Bad? We're going to rock.
We'll see.
-Are you nervous? -Nah.
Hello, it's Elisabeth.
Yes, he's here.
It's for you. It's Sluggo.
-Hello? -I need my stuff right now, okay?
-Okay. I finish in five. -I said, right now.
-Okay, I'm coming. -Okay.
I have to go.
-Did something happen? -No, it'll be fine.
-What? -Nothing. See you tomorrow.
-What happened? -Just give me the bag.
I need to say something. Don't freak out.
No promises. Just say it.
I fucked up.
What do you mean?
The watch with the blue strap is gone.
-Are you kidding? -I borrowed it and got robbed.
By who?
Two guys. I haven't seen them before.
You're so stupid. How are you going to solve this?
-I'll work overtime. -Work overtime? Are you fucking stupid?
What?
Why were you wearing a 200K watch?
-Are you fucking retarded? -What?
If you weren't my bro, I'd kick your ass. You're lucky I care about you.
Fucking idiot.
Do you understand what you've done? They'll kick my ass if I don't pay.
It's in your fucking hands now.
I know where there's stuff.
-Where have you been? -Nowhere. Just out.
It's not there.
-Is it your bag? -What the hell is he doing here?
Of course it's his bag.
-Apologize to Patrik. -Never.
Did you threaten him?
What? What the fuck did you tell her? No, he hit me.
He hit me, and Sluggo and I threw him out. I swear, he hit me.
-Don't listen-- -Shut up! What the fuck did he tell you?
Baby. Please.
Apologize to Patrik. I'm begging you.
Man up and admit what you've done.
Or do you want us to call the cops?
John-John.
Apologize to Patrik.
-Let go. -Let go.
-Stop it! -Let go!
-Stop it!
-Let go of the bag. -Let go of him!
Stop it! Stop…
Are you just going to let him go?
You need to leave.
-I just grabbed him. -Get out.
Get out.
Looks like they're worth 140-150K.
I need to check, but that's what they sell for.
-What's going on? -There was a break-in.
What?
Listen, everyone…
-We have to cancel tonight. -No!
I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.
I'll see if I can find a solution, but…
actually, I'm…
Right now, I don't know.
Where's John-John?
Uh… I don't know.
I…
I heard they got in via the roof.
What do you mean?
No… Nothing.
-Hey. -Hi.
Hi, you have one new message.
Forgive me.
I've ruined everything.
You deserve someone better. I'm sorry.
Did something happen?
I should've showed you this a long time ago, but…
…I didn't want to tell the police after everything he had done for Patricia.
I probably should have, but…
I'm sorry.
It's sorted. We leave tomorrow.
I texted my cousin. We can stay there two or three weeks.
What do you say?
It'll be nice, trust me. We'll be able to relax.
I hope and pray you don't snore.
Have you heard from John-John?
No.
-Have you tried to reach him? -No, why should I?
It's a shame what happened.
If you hear from him, ask him to call me.
-Why? -I want to talk to him.
Will you let him stay on?
If I broke into the school, would you let me stay on?
Do you think it's unfair?
Have you had a look at our yearbook, Elisabeth?
I'm also disappointed.
But I won't give up on him. Not that easily.
Strange. I thought it would be the other way around.
What do you mean?
I thought you'd be the one to quit.
Okay, I see. No problem.
Okay, I understand.
See you later. Kisses. Bye.
-Is she coming? -Yeah, but you know how she is.
-How do I look? She hasn't seen. -It looks like you got beat up.
Remember when you called Hakim out?
He knocked you senseless.
-That was nothing. -Nothing? Are you joking?
-Your eye was the size of my fist. -You're exaggerating.
Those girls were crying like they'd witnessed a murder.
What were you fighting about?
I don't even remember.
Well, there you go.
Life goes on, right?
Right?
Lighten up, dude.
You and her? It'll sort itself out. Trust me.
-I'll be right back. -Where are you going?
Yo! Hey, asshole!
Are you deaf? Why are you stalking her?
Don't call her. Don't go near her. She's with me now. Got it?
I'll holler at a ho when I want.
I'll fuck you up right here and now.
Say that again.
I thought so, you little cunt.
Where is it?
-Where did you put it? -Come with me, bro.
-Give it to me. -You'll get it back.
Where did you put it?
-I'll look after it. -Give it to me.
What are you going to do? Ruin your life?
-He died in front of me. -I know, but you can't change that.
-I'm not letting him get away with it. -Back off!
Back off! Enough!
-Stay here. We'll call the police. -The police?
Are you crazy?
Please, stay. Please.
He's gone forever. I don't want to lose you.
He's gone forever.
Please, listen to me.
Don't come closer. Back off!
Hello?
Elisabeth, it's Kiba. Where are you? We need to talk now!
Jump on. Hurry up. I know where he's going.
-Are you ready? -Yes. Go!
911.
No.
-Breathe. -What's happened?
-Tell me what happened! -Take it easy. Look at me. Take it easy.
It's fine. No one is hurt.
Okay.
Good. Are you calm?
-Yes. -Okay.
Elisabeth!
Are you listening?
-What are you doing? -What about you?
Subtitle translation by Kel Barksdale