Copenhagen Page #5

Wait!

Whoa! Hey!

What's going on?

American boy, stay out of this.

Who are you?

Who is he?

Just wait a minute.

It's fine.

Hey, let go of her.

This is none of your business.

You're making it my business.

I said let go of her!

Stop it, stop it!

F***! Hey, hey, whoa!

You taking a swing at me?

Relax, man.

You're being aggressive.

Let's talk about this like adults.

Please stop.

Aah!

What are you doing?

F***!

- Are you okay?

- I'm so f***ed.

You just punched

my mom's boyfriend.

Room 340.

Okay.

I see there's only one person

registered to this room.

We'll need a passport

for the young lady.

Excuse me?

We'll need a copy of the passport

for anyone staying in the hotel.

It is the rules.

Interpol.

Yeah, okay?

She needs a passport.

Let's go.

Stay here, okay?

What are you doing in here?

I told you to wait outside.

When the night is gone

Stay with me

Stay with me awake

Somewhere in the sun

Hold my hand

Stay with me awhile

Enjoy your evening?

A**hole.

I need some water.

Here.

We can go to Skagen tomorrow

if you want.

What about you?

Yeah.

I'm like a leave falling from a tree.

Wherever the wind blows,

I'll go.

I love you.

You told me you loved me already.

Do you want me?

Yeah.

You shouldn't be doing that.

It's illegal.

I'll be 15 in a couple of days.

I promise nothing bad will happen.

It's been ringing all morning.

It's my mom's boyfriend.

Five missed calls.

You wanna grab a coffee?

I don't drink coffee.

Of course you don't.

You know how I told you that, um...

I never saw my father smile?

I saw him smile once.

The day he left.

And we went to a ballgame.

He... took me to a restaurant.

He told me things would be different.

So he drops me off,

and I walk up to the door,

and right before I go in,

I turn to him,

and he smiled...

right at me.

Then he disappeared.

I never saw him again.

What kind of prick smiles

at his son, then leaves?

He smiled because he believed it.

Just didn't know how to do it.

F*** that day.

Wish it never happened.

You should go home.

I should read you the letter first.

"Dear Father,

I haven't been happy

since we moved here,

not since Mads took me around

in Copenhagen

and told me to look happy

in the pictures for you.

We're in America now,

and I hate it here.

I peed in my pants in class

because I didn't know the words...

to ask how to go to the toilet.

I hate it here.

Do you know what else I hate?

You.

I will never be like you.

If you think about me, don't,

because I don't think about you.

Daniel."

Thank you.

He did leave this for you,

Mr. Jeremy.

Yeah, thanks.

Okay. Thanks.

Thomas Vinter?

Yes?

My father was born Daniel Vinter.

He was your son.

I had once a boy called Daniel Vinter.

It's many years ago.

That's my father.

You're my grandfather.

Look, I have five grandchildren now,

and they are all playing

inside the house.

Wait.

I just came here to give you this.

How is your father?

He's dead.

I'm sorry.

Was he a good father to you?

No.

He wasn't.

But I guess he wouldn't

know how, would he?

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