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I will be right back.

But why, you haven't taken anything?

There you go.

Cheers.

- That'll be enough!

So? You are starting to

collect minors, huh?

We'll have to see if we can

get you out of that habit then.

- What is this?

What do you want here?

- Just take it easy and

nothing will happen.

But we still have to take care of

our little brother here, right?

And then we should get

something for our inconvenience.

Egon...

- It's in order?

- Everything's in order.

- Okay, let's beat it.

Thanks, darling.

- Why don't we drink a toast for Anton?

That was a good job, buddy.

- Look happy, man. Three

hundred strong ones for each,

that's a damn good hourly wage.

- It's a goddamn filth.

- I'd be damned if it is.

He learned his lesson,

it'll be a good long time

before he'll try that thing again.

- Yes, society should thank us.

We should be given a goddamn medal.

- What's that?

Where did you get that from?

- Oh, that? That was something

I found down at that guy's place.

- You stupid moron...

didn't I tell you to keep away

from those kind of things?

It's dangerous, man. They will

bust you if they find that on you.

And you're in the soup too

if you try to sell it.

Throw it in the harbour,

bury it, just get rid of it.

I'm beginning to get real' tired of you.

Can't you ever get it to

work, that head of yours?

- Hello, darling.

- Hello, flower.

- Did you forget we were

supposed to be together tonight?

- I had to be able

to afford it first, no?

Well...

See you.

That was Rita,

she's got the real hots for Kaj.

Drink up, man. I'll buy another round.

Ingeborg!

What's that, you're not at work?

- Kind off, but they're under

construction at the factory.

They've come to the

department where I'll be going,

they're making it larger

and putting in more machines,

so we're only working until

twelve the next eight days.

- That's great, huh?

- They could have let us

off work all together,

but they are so darn

anxious about their green.

- To think that anyone

bothers to work at all...

- Well, what a lovely boy you are.

Where is Anton?

- He's out buying a new set of clothes.

We're taking it next level, you see.

He's slowly learning it.

- So he'll keep on staying here?

- That's right, I've sent him out

to the alcoholic to get his stuff.

Listen, you seem to be

awfully interested, huh?

- Yes, cause I think

it's a pity for him.

He's not your type at all.

- No, but he will be.

- Yes, you'll get him down

in the dirt soon enough.

It'll end up with him

just like it did to Axel.

- You shut up now.

You know it wasn't my fault.

- So?

- I wasn't the one who snitched him.

- It sure did suit you well.

- That'll be enough!

You better mind your own

business, you understand?

You're warned now.

Skipper!

- Skipper.

What, who is it?

- It's me, Anton.

- Oh, is it you my boy?

- You must be crazy to

sit here and sleep.

You could fall in, it's

deep here, you see.

I've just been here to get my suitcase.

- Where have you been?

It's been a while since a I saw you.

- I've stayed at some folks in the city.

- And new clothes, huh?

- I've got some work.

- Then maybe you have a

little something to spare...

- You bet I have.

- What kind of work is this?

- It's just something in the city.

- It doesn't sound good.

What kind of thing is it?

- Don't be so curious, Skipper.

It's all right.

Well, I'm off.

You take care of yourself okay?

I'll come back some other day.

You be careful what you do, my boy.

They always get us in the end.

Something of a place, huh?

Come, you should meet aunty.

He's real fun.

- Hello, aunty.

- Hello, hello.

- This is my friend, Anton.

- He's real cute, huh?

What do you want, port wine?

- Yes, that'll be allright.

Hand us two large ones, okay?

- I will get you that.

Tell me, you haven't

dumped Kaj or something?

- Kaj? No... we're meeting

him in just minute.

- I see...

- Cheers, buddy.

- Hello.

Yes, he's here.

Yes, I will do that.

Yes... yes, okay.

Good bye.

There's telephone for you.

Here's the address.

If it isn't the velvet boy.

- And?

- How's it going?

- Fine.

- Don't you want a glass of something?

- Some other time, buddy.

Business...

- There's Kaj.

- Did you order something for me?

- No, not yet. - Then drink up and

come with me over here.

Someone's waiting to buy

a couple of rounds there.

- No one's like Kaj to

take care of that of thing.

Hey.

- So, it's you?

- What are you standing

around here glancing for anyway?

- Oh, I'm just amusing myself.

- You know...

I've been thinking about something.

They're under construction

out in the factory,

and there's a carpenter

there, a real funny ol' guy.

What if I asked him if he could

provide you with something?

- Be my guest.

It doesn't work.

- One could always try.

You got new shoes.

- Yes.

- They're good looking.

Must have been expensive, huh?

- Nah...

it wasn't that bad actually.

Are you on your way home?

- Yes.

- Then we can make company.

What was that?

- It's for Anton.

I'll be damned, it's from a b*tch!

"My de-ar Anton"

"it... is..."

- Oh, come on.

"My dear Anton,"

"it is evening, I'm

sitting in my room"

"and writing to you."

"I miss you so."

Oh really.

"I'm so happy everything

is working out for you."

"I've been thinking

about visiting you."

- Now, what the hell is this?

He never told anything about her.

"Butcher Hansen is going to

Copenhagen in the end of the week.."

"and he told me I could

come along in his car."

"Write me, if you think I should do it."

"Everything is so empty

and sad without you."

- Bullshit.

- Oh, will you give it break.

- There he is.

Hey, Anton!

- Yes, what is it?

- Do you want a beer?

- Sure, thanks.

- Hey Rosa? That soldier

who's been here before...

- Oh, him. He's a real bore.

- Anyway, he sure

has a bad taste.

- We're going out tonight.

Welcome in.

Let me turn on the light.

We're going in there,

you can go ahead.

- Thank you.

- The switch is on the right side.

- Thanks.

- Watch it, that's a valuable thing.

Do you want a cigaret?

Do you like turkish ones?

They are in the box.

- Yes, please.

- No, thanks.

I don't think...

I'm not completely myself tonight.

Take a seat if you want.

- Thank you.

- I've been to a grand dinner.

That's why I went home

to get some fresh air.

What is your name?

- Ove.

- Ove, I had a brother by that name.

Is your mother still alive?

- Yes.

- I lost my mother

when I was in your age.

She was the only one

who understood me.

Understood what it meant to...

That contempt one has to face.

People don't say anything,

but one can see it in their eyes.

I hate myself.

Here, take these.

And now go away.

Keep out of this stuff.

- Good evening.

- What are you doing?

- Ouch

- Stop it!

Stop it, god dammit.

- What's going on?

Are you out of your mind?

- That's enough.

See what he's got in his pockets.

- A measly fifty kroner.

How about we take

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