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take their toll on the body.

I think it's fine to have a body

that shows that you've given birth.

Mum's not good with cold colours.

- You don't have a clue.

Don't you think it's nice, Mum?

I think I look a bit pale.

It's not too dark for my pale skin?

- I think it looks good on you.

I would like a cold shower

before we go out.

What a shame

I forgot the potato flour.

Without you two in the room.

Yes.

- Thanks.

Can I just quickly...?

Cut it out.

We'd better go, Ditte.

- The red ass made her cranky.

I think she got angry

when I mentioned giving birth.

Do you think it's too much?

Not if you're a slut.

- What did you say?

Hot. I still feel hot

from the sun today.

Is that your own dress, Mum?

It doesn't cover much.

It's mine, and you're beautiful.

Just look at him.

- Raise your glass to him, Mum.

Don't you think it's for you?

Or for you, Sigrid?

Raise your glass, Mum.

- Mum, really...

He's coming.

- What?

I'm getting hot flashes.

I thought I was done with that.

It's polyester, Mum.

Your name's Lise.

I think he knows that.

What are you doing?

- Let's go out and smoke.

We are outside!

- Where are you going?

I don't understand the plan.

Don't breathe down her neck

while she's chatting with a man.

I'm just looking after her.

She's a grown-up, Sigrid.

You don't find it weird

that he's coming on to her?

How old do you think he is?

At least 15 years younger than her.

Maybe he's into older women.

- Or maybe he's a psychopath.

Or an organ thief.

- No.

Maybe he locked her in a cellar -

- and is cutting her up as we speak

and stealing her liver.

Don't you think an organ thief

would pick a younger women?

It's not funny. We don't know him.

Do you think

they've gone to that club?

Mum?

No, she's not dancing.

Hi, Mum.

You just disappeared.

Antonio really wanted

to bring me here.

Isn't he gorgeous?

- Yes.

Mum, how about we go home now?

It's getting late.

No, I'll stay.

I'll stay. Just go to your rooms.

I'll come later.

My ass, goddammit!

Don't you dare do that again!

Sigrid, take it easy.

He just wants to dance.

We'd like you to go with us.

- I'll join you later.

Go home with Sigrid.

See you!

Good night.

- Good night.

Do you want to come in?

- Yes.

I hope my children will see each

other more than we have done.

Do you love your children equally?

I love my children.

I really love them.

Of course, some of them are a bit

more annoying than others...

Mum has always preferred you.

- No.

No, that's not true.

Ditte, it's simply not true.

Ditte!

What a load of crap.

Maybe Mum and I are closer right now

because I live right next door, -

- but it's not true.

And you've always been Daddy's girl.

Is there any more gin?

This costs six euros.

- Whatever.

Have you never wanted to settle down?

Get started on an education,

a family, a life?

A life? You've got some nerve!

I have a life.

No, I mean... a real life.

A real life?

I'd rather die than have your life.

When was the last time you just let

go, didn't give a sh*t and got wasted?

Hi, Mum!

Did you have a nice evening?

I've had the most wonderful

evening with the most wonderful man -

- and I'll see him again tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

- Yes.

Why are you seeing him tomorrow?

I feel just like Tina Turner. I

haven't danced like this in 30 years.

Thank you so much

for a marvellous non-birthday.

You're welcome.

Did you do anything besides dancing?

Are you asking

if I slept with Antonio?

Because I don't really think

that it's any of your business.

But I haven't.

Not yet, anyway.

She'll never forgive me

if she finds out.

That you slept with him

or that you paid him to like her?

She wasn't supposed to fall for him.

He was just to

give her some confidence and...

...make her happy.

Do you think he loves her?

- No way.

But he'll definitely make her sad

and that's my fault.

I think he wants to sleep with her.

- No, no, no! Yuck!

He can forget about that.

It's not happening.

You can't control it.

Adults always do whatever they want.

So this is where you're hiding?

Ditte, what are you doing?

- I'm also going in the spa.

No. Go, Ditte!

Go, Ditte.

What are you thinking?

Use your brain.

Why...?

Put on some clothes.

Get out of here!

I'm sorry.

Do you have kids?

- Yes.

How many?

- Three.

Oh, my god!

This is Laura.

Laura's eight...

I'm sorry, but I really don't want to

look at more children.

It's funny how people

always think so. Good lord.

The whole world revolves around

those kids and it makes me sick.

Deliver me from people who think I

want to hear about their stupid brats.

I've got my own stupid brats.

You're a shrink, right?

Yes.

Can I ask you something?

- You're sitting on my sweater.

Oops.

- Thanks.

Would you die if you had my life?

Are you drunk?

And I can't be drunk

because I've got three children?

You're eating

the gnawed olive stones.

I've always done

what was expected of me.

I've looked after and nurtured,

picked up and brought -

- and baked and baked and baked!

Now she's met some bartender -

- and who gets the credit

for making her happy?

Ditte, of course. Of course.

I'm hearing you say

that you feel angry and hurt...

...because your younger sister...

...has brought some happiness

to your mother's life?

You can hear how it sounds,

can't you?

Good night.

Sigrid, what's going on?

Is it a stomach flu?

Are you drunk?

Yes, and I am drunk often,

as a matter of fact.

Come here.

Take two fingers...

Come on, two fingers.

Put two fingers down your throat

and tickle your uvula.

Can you feel it?

Stretch your fingers and tickle it.

Yes, that's good.

Do you see the toilet brush?

Look at the water in its container.

Imagine drinking that water right

now. Yes, that's good. Come on.

That's it.

Ditte, don't take it from the tap.

I'd like the water from the bottle.

Here you are.

- Thanks.

Thanks, Ditte.

- You're welcome.

You're just so sweet to me.

I feel so bad.

- I know.

Where have you been?

- I've been to the beach.

The waves were enormous, gigantic.

Several times

I thought I was going to drown.

But then he was there.

- Antonio? Yes.

And then he carried me all the way

through the sand to a deck chair.

Why did he carry you to a deck chair?

- I didn't dare walk on the sand.

It felt like there were crabs

all over, and it was pitch-dark.

What did he do?

- Wasn't it sweet of him?

Those Mediterranean men

know their business.

It's not just something they say.

Phew, I think I need a shower.

I've got sand in all my holes.

Sigrid, why are you lying around?

Yuck, it reeks of vomit in here.

I've never tried breaking in.

- It's something you have to try.

What are you looking for?

- The evidence.

Yuck!

That's you, right?

I'd better take it

so your mum doesn't find it.

Promise me you'll tear it up.

- Yes, of course.

So every time

he bought a cheese...

Did you have cheese labels

in the good old days?

So every time he bought a cheese

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