Ciao Bella

No. I mean, I don't know.

I think I need someone who...

...is a bit more prominent

than you are.

But why don't we just be friends?

Yes, absolutely.

Friends... Absolutely.

Because textiles are

really interesting.

It's about clothes, curtains and...

A lot of things people

don't think about, not generally.

People kind of think that textiles

is only about textiles.

Man, I'm itchy.

I did knock. I'm just going to...

You're not supposed to

iron the team jersey!

-Can't you go help Dad instead?

-Oh, Dad... You hear that?

You know what he's like.

I had to eat dinner alone yesterday.

Talk to him, then. Tell him you

should do something together.

What about you?

Are you seeing anyone?

Please. I have to pack my bags.

I bet you have to fight them off

with that smile of yours.

Just don't break their hearts.

They're fragile.

I know you're getting ready for

the matches, preparing mentally.

Can you imagine? 33 years old.

That's just weird.

His balls must be ready to explode.

Imagine being his age

and never having done it.

-Are we agreed?

-Yeah. Let's go.

Let's see...

Ogge:
two. Rikard, still one.

Me..oh my, six.

Mustafa, nothing new

since last summer. Two.

Those Norwegian girls from that

language learning trip of yours?

-So, where are their pictures?

-I've already shown them.

No, you didn't.

- Serdar, have you seen them?

-Get a life!

-Just bring the pictures!

Shut up!

Babak. Hey, little girl.

This zero doesn't look good on

your record. That just won't do, man.

-Shave your pubes so they find it.

-Cut it out!

You're like a bear because

your dick is hibernating.

Check it out!

Boys, this is paradise.

Five, six, seven, eight.

One, two, three, four.

Five, six, seven, eight.

Hey! Who are you talking to?

Hilarious. Come on, let's go.

Do you want to walk home, or what?

I've got so much going on, honey.

It feels great.

I connected with the booking girl

like you wouldn't believe.

She laughed, and I laughed.

And I gave her the smile,

my business card, you know.

Will you take your shoes off?

Oh, Jesus...

Seriously, I can't be pale

when ski season starts.

Come on,

I look like a Russian pimp.

I got it real cheap.

See it as an investment, sweetie.

We have tuna. I got credit at that

immigr... He's alright, that Turk.

I don't eat anything

that has parents.

And you can adjust it...

What the hell is this?

Check it out! Look!

You see that?

Finally! How do you like that?

Mustafa, I just wanted to check

that you have the parent signatures.

I'll go unpack.

How do you think he's doing?

It's just awful that everything

has to be so sexual these days.

I mean, the more he thinks

about it, the harder it gets.

It's better that he just

follow the natural...impulse.

I was just thinking... Maybe you

could talk to him? That'd be good.

You know,

not think about it too much.

Just go on impulse.

What the hell are you staring at?

Can you stop staring?

God, that's annoying.

-Hey there.

-Hello.

It'll be nice to get some sleep.

Really nice.

Check this out and you'll see...

-Hi, honey. - Turn it down!

-I have to go to work tomorrow.

I was just showing how they

got rid of my tattoo.

We'll turn it down.

You can go sleep.

-How about a beer?

-No! Absolutely not. She's a kid.

-That's where I draw the line.

-I need to sleep. Could you leave?

Aren't you going to introduce us?

Work? Isn't she on her

summer holidays?

I'll call you later!

Do you want some?

You're so cute. You have

such nice, smooth cheeks.

Come on.

You want to step outside for a bit?

Are you going to be okay,

or should I call a cab?

I'm fine, I just need some fresh air.

Babak! Babak!

Come sit over here, you're The Man.

Oh, damn. Damn.

-At least it's over and done with.

-Yeah. Yes, it is.

The number is not in service.

Please check...

Well, screw you, then.

Oh, man...

-They are so gorgeous.

-Hey, beautiful women. - Hello!

I've just got to have them. Any one

of them. They're all gorgeous.

They're such cheap pickup artists.

"Ciao, bambino. I want to

make love to you, Swedish girl."

Where were those girls

during our practice?

-Are those girls having orgasms?

-It sure looks like it.

That's such total racism.

-What the hell are you doing?

-Are you okay, Mustafa?

Hey, check him out.

-Who?

-Him. The Italian guy.

-What do you suppose he's thinking?

-I don't know.

I'm dying. I have to go pee so badly.

S...Roma.

-What's he waving about?

-Don't wave back. He's one of those.

-What was that?

-You're so childish.

Turk moustache. Seriously...

I'm really about to pee myself.

I'm going to pee myself!

-He was pretty cute, right?

-Yeah, but no Einstein.

Hey, coach... Check it out!

Come on, guys!

With this holy water,

I christen thee Massimo.

-So we just sit here like idiots?

-No, when they come, we'll just go.

We don't have to look at them.

We'll go past and ignore them.

All of a sudden I'm super nervous.

It wasn't like this in Italy.

That's just because we're sober.

Okay, don't look now.

-Ciao!

-Ciao...

Ciao bella, Linnea.

Oh, lord...

-So, what do you think?

-Italians think with their d*cks.

What's the matter, Linnea?

He was wearing cutoffs, right?

...43, 44, 45, 46, 47...

These pills

will terminate the pregnancy.

On Friday you'll get another pill

which will cause you to abort.

You'll bleed quite a bit

for about four weeks.

It may hurt, but it's not dangerous.

Can we do it

on some other day than Friday?

Don't you want to have this over with

as quickly as possible?

Maybe you want to

give this some more thought?

She's made up her mind, but that's

when we're going to Gothia Club.

This is an important decision that

Linnea has to make on her own.

-You can party later.

-I've made up my mind. Really.

Okay. Here are the pills.

We'll leave and give Linnea

some privacy.

That's me in the

swimming trunks with skulls.

That's the hotel. You can't see it,

but there's our balcony.

That's the restaurant. On the beach.

Some fat German

stepped in front of the camera.

This sweaty little mafioso

stared at Carro every day.

-But no luck. Or?

-Funny.

-And look here, this is Linnea.

-Your girlfriend?

No, that's my daughter.

-How did it go?

-Are we going home?

Sure. I'm just showing

our vacation pictures.

-We're having a video night in.

-Come on! I've started to abort!

I've bought Raclette cheese!

You know what? I think that people

keep getting their priorities wrong.

Like poker. It looks easy,

but there's no luck involved.

It's really only about one thing:

risk assessment.

People are so damned stupid.

No one reads books any more.

Why don't you tell me about

you and Mom instead?

Come on... I've told you that one

a thousand times.

Alright...

It was one of those

one in a million things...

It was a regular evening. We were

going out to do some dancing...

But first we went to the kiosk.

How the hell can you eat something

that has parents?

What? A cucumber might

have a dad, after all.

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