For My Brother Page #3

- Cheers, Lasse.

- Cheers.

Aske...

Dad's making noises.

Come here.

- What the f*** are you doing?

- Shut your ass up!

- Oh, you better believe it's shut!

- I know you f***ing like it.

You don't know sh*t.

That's just disgusting!

Then get the hell

out of my house!

F***ing pervert!

You're f***ing disgusting!

You f***ing slut!

Wanna sleep here?

All right.

Let's pretend it's Fullness Bread.

It'll be just like in Fairytalia.

Sure, we can do that.

What's wrong?

- What is it?

- There's someone out there.

Is it Fillip?

Someone or something's there.

I just know it.

Can you see him?

I think it's the Black Spies.

I can't see them.

We'd better hide in the forest.

We're not safe here.

But they'll see us if we run.

Not if we take this seashell

and toss it out the window.

The sound will distract them

and then we run the other way.

Okay?

Good.

Come on!

Bastian...

- It's dangerous to stay here.

- Why is that?

Because everything

will rat us out to Lord Tigo.

The dirt, the twigs...

The old trees talk to him.

Can you hear them?

And the wind whispers...

The woods are cursed.

If we stay here much longer

we'll be captured.

And then we'll never free the princess

in the tower by the sea.

This is just a game, right?

It's not real, is it?

Maybe. Come on.

Oh, there you are,

you little fucks.

It only suits you to turn up

when it's time to eat, huh?

That's when you turn up.

Go upstairs, Bastian.

Do as your filthy brother tell you.

Go upstairs!

Jesus Christ...

Giddy up, Bastian!

Aske!

Aske...

Aske, Aske, Aske...

What's wrong?

Dad just...

... needed a nap.

So, are we going or what?

Today is not good.

Some friend you are!

Charge!

Bastian?

Think maybe you could

tuck yourself in tonight?

Why?

Silas really wants me to go to

this party. There are these girls...

Are they gonna kiss?

Maybe. If they feel like it.

So can you?

I'll be home before dark.

And I'll tell you

two stories tomorrow.

Won't Dad be mad?

He's asleep.

- Are you sure?

Really sure.

Teddy can tuck me in.

He sure can.

Who'll tuck you in when you grow up

and I'm not around?

You thinkTeddy will?

No, my wife's gonna do that.

Okay. You think she'll do that

every day?

Let's hope so.

Of course she will.

I'm game.

What about presents?

I haven't brought one.

We can share mine.

It's expensive enough for two.

Are you sure?

- Yeah. Come on.

They're down here.

Are you ready or what?

How do we get out there?

Hiya!

Are you guys drunk?

- Not yet. Are you?

Come on.

So we have it all to ourselves?

- Sasha's dad is the pool attendant.

Leave your stuff and get in there.

We're gonna get so wasted.

This should be fun.

Hi there. Happy birthday.

This is from the two of us.

Hi, Aske!

You look nice.

Oh, you got a present.

- Open it!

There's a first time for everything.

I just don't like it.

- You haven't even tasted it.

Is there anything to drink

besides beer?

Here you go.

Try this.

- Thanks for the present.

David, could you...?

You don't drink beer, Aske?

- No, not really.

Here's to that.

- Cheers!

How was it?

Not that bad, huh?

And now I think it's time

to sing a birthday song -

- for my little sweetie.

Oh, he's up already.

The rest of you, stand up.

Today is Sasha's birthday

Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!

She's sure to get the present

that she's been wishing for

with plenty of hot chocolate

and birthday cake

Cheers, sweetie!

Bastian speaking.

Hi, this is Hans.

Can I speak to your Dad?

He's sleeping.

- I see. Could you wake him up?

Okay.

- Good boy.

It's for you.

Dad?

Here.

Yeah?

- Asleep in the middle of the day?

F*** off.

Hjorring at three o'clock.

We leave here at nine.

Yeah, whatever.

Drink it down.

All of it!

Aske?

Aske!

Where the hell is that boy?

Do you know where he is?

Do you?!

Where?

At a party.

I see.

That f***ing kid.

Did you call him?

And he didn't answer?

No.

Come here.

Come with me.

Come on, goddammit!

Take of your pants!

Take 'em off! Do it!

What's wrong with you?

It's totally limp.

Get the hell outta here!

Go f*** your daddy up the ass

if that's what makes you hard!

Was it good?

It was this good!

Was it that small?

He couldn't get a boner, okay?

Sweetie, what's wrong?

Aske just couldn't...

... get it up.

I'm so sorry.

But, sweetie, it's just a dick.

An itty bitty dick.

Want some?

Where's Aske?

Why don't you just beat it, Silas?

And take Aske with you.

Bye bye, Silas.

Bye bye!

What's going on?

Sasha came back in -

- and now she's dancing

with some other dude.

You couldn't perform or what?

Aske, couldn't you perform?

No! And neither could you

if your Dad had been porking you -

- and forcing you to have

sex with strangers all the time!

F*** you, Silas!

Aske...

What's wrong?

Is it your dad? Does he really

do the things you said?

Don't touch me!

I just want to help you.

I'm your friend.

Bastian is gone.

He's gone?

- Yes.

And...

And his underwear

is lying next to my dad.

Do you know

where he might be?

No.

I have no idea.

Maybe in his hut.

All right, let's go look.

Put on a shirt and some shoes.

We'll find him. Okay?

Bastian.

He said it was your fault.

I don't like you anymore.

I don't want to go home.

Don't!

You wanna sleep at my place?

I don't wanna go home.

You can sleep at my place.

I think we'll just sleep here.

You're welcome to come.

But tomorrow, then what?

I don't know.

- Will you go home?

I don't wanna go home.

Aske...

You won't have to. I promise.

What'll you do?

You can't stay here.

I don't know, Silas.

But we're not going home.

You could stay

at our cabin in Norway.

Norway?

- Yeah.

But it's so far.

Isn't that the point?

Far away from here.

I don't know.

What'll your parents say?

It's not a problem.

Aske, come here.

Are you okay?

I'll be right outside.

Whatever you do,

you'll have to go to the police.

But he's my dad.

- And your his son.

Bastian is his son.

It's not right. It has to stop.

And only the police can stop it.

- You think so?

I do.

I could tell my parents

and then...

It has to stop.

You're a total mess.

My conscience is killing me.

It doesn't matter.

- It does matter.

It's just not right.

Are you sure

you don't wanna come?

Yeah. We'll stay here.

Okay. I'll be back in the morning

and then we'll get you up there.

All right.

Are you gonna tell them now?

- No, I'll wait till you've left.

My mom would just want to

keep you here. I'd better wait.

Can I give you a hug?

I'm sorry.

- Aske, dammit!

I'm the one who's sorry. Okay?

I'm the one.

Tomorrow, all right?

See you.

You sure look cheerful.

You'd look the same

if your kids stayed out all night.

That's why I don't have kids.

I'm fine on my own.

Well, isn't?

Here's some money.

Just take it.

There's plenty of food in the cabin.

Just take whatever you want.

I wrote down the address.

It's within walking distance

of the train station.

The key is underneath

the tree stump by the door.

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