Home Sweet Home Page #2

- I didn't.

I never built my company

with credit. Always with income.

Son.

I paid you back every penny.

Well, almost.

But you didn't learn anything.

What about Sari?

- It's so hot in here.

This is a sauna.

You were about six years old

when I taught you to flay an elk.

I can't remember.

It must have been Santtu.

Yeah...

Jutta and I are travelling

to Poland in two weeks.

Do you want more beer... darling?

This is enough, thank you, dear.

Thank you.

Why do you blame the world?

Look in the mirror.

Will you lend it to me or not?

- Why are you asking me for money?

Well, you happen to be my father.

- Oh yes.

You have a mother, too.

- She doesn't have anything.

You made sure of that when you

divorced. Did you ever love her?

I could get offended.

But I can't be bothered.

So you're not lending? - No.

I tried my best,

but this couldn't be helped.

Right away, without any warning?

Like I said, I tried my best...

Can you pay us something?

- No.

But surely for the work we've done?

- Yeah, for some of it.

Bloody hell.

When I get more financing, you're

welcome back. Hopefully soon.

I want and need

every bloody cent you owe me.

I can't turn into money...

I don't care where you get the money

as long as I get paid next week.

Yes, like I said... - I said

that I have to be paid next week.

Or things will happen.

Jaatinen...

It can't go...

...like this.

You promised Jere?

- He's my brother.

My company. - Why are you fussing?

You're busy, he needs work.

I need professionals.

Why is he unemployed again?

He just started at a warehouse.

- He got fired.

And you promised he can work

for me? - I said I'd talk to you.

Why do you make an issue of it?

He is my little brother. Darling...

Okay?

Okay?

Well... Alright.

At this hour? It's past ten. - Yes.

Why are you so tense?

Has something happened?

- No, I just feel likejogging.

What can you do?

Anything really.

What did you do in Sweden?

- I collected debts.

That has nothing to do with this.

I'd rather tell you

that I did woodwork in school.

It looks like you

don't do any work here.

Weird...

- Building Company Sami.

Hrknen here.

I haven't got my money. - I know.

What? I have sent you materials!

They have to be paid for!

You don't need to shout.

- Don't need to shout, my arse!

My friends and I will...

- I understand.

Hello? Hello?

Are things that bad?

You can do odd jobs

on a trial basis.

Don't talk to Sari about work.

- I have a better idea.

Pay me under the table,

so I can claim benefits -

and you get a good worker.

Again! - Help me, Annika.

Freeze! This is the police.

Let's take another

picture with me in Sami's place.

We'll get a prettier memory.

A bit closer.

Santtu, lean back a little.

Why? - Your face

is gleaming with sweat.

That was a good one.

Life wasn't supposed

to be like this.

Do you remember my 60th birthday?

We said we could take

you out to celebrate again.

I don't have anything to wear.

Who would've guessed five years

ago that we would be sitting here?

What's wrong with this? You have

a sturdy house and a garden.

I can't afford to maintain this.

Oil is getting more expensive.

And the kitchen is from the 80s.

I guess I have to move

into a small one-room flat.

I have to sell your childhood home.

I think that's what Reijo wants.

I get nothing.

I've had to take a loan.

The coffee tastes good.

Nice cake.

It certainly is.

Did you bake this, Sari?

- No, I bought a sponge cake.

But you filled it yourself.

Together. I whipped

the cream and decorated it.

I thought so. It's so pretty.

What's wrong?

- I live in this shack -

while your father lives

in a house by the sea.

Do you have to on a day like this?

A day like this

makes me remember that.

He left me here to suffer.

And replaced me with that whore.

That...

That whore is called Jutta.

She's a nice person.

She's a good-looking woman.

- Not even a copper can be so stupid!

You have always been

so bloody big, just like dad.

Do you want a fight?

Did you offend mum on purpose

or because you're so dim?

Grown men, for God's sake!

- What a nice birthday.

Are you going

to mow the whole lawn?

Are you laughing at me?

No, although we should.

Santtu! Sh*t! Santtu!

Santtu!

Die, arsehole!

I won five nil! - Let's run!

Why? - To the car!

Why?

- I shot a mushroom picker!

What if she called the police?

- So what? You had a mask on.

What if she saw our car?

- The hell she did.

Civilians always suffer in war.

Even in brotherly wars.

Have you ever thought

that everything is predetermined?

We don't control

anything in our lives.

We don't have a choice...

Did you eat those mushrooms?

What I'm trying to say...

Never mind. - I'm just kidding.

Wish I could've gone

with the old man. - Where?

To Poland. To hunt boars.

Oh well, duck shooting

season starts soon.

You come too.

You've never been.

No.

I've never understood that.

I don't want to shoot

animals or anything else.

You shot me. Or at least tried.

And a mushroom picker!

You went and shot

a mushroom picker...

I almost choked

on my mashed potatoes.

Suddenly Lars handed me a pile

of towels and told me to take them.

So he's talked to you.

- That's not all.

I said that I'm security, not

a roadie, and gave the towels back.

No! What did he say?

Nothing. Just stared

with his mouth open. Like that.

Jere is eating with us.

Jere worked at the Metallica

gig in Stockholm. Think!

I am thinking.

- For two nights.

Their tour manager wanted

me to go on, around Europe.

Why didn't you go?

I had already promised

to work at Beyonc's gigs.

Beyonc! Are you kidding?

What did you say? - What?

To Beyonc.

Nothing. I didn't talk to her.

I was just in front of the stage.

I only went to the Stockholm gig.

I missed Gothenburg.

How is Jere keeping up

with the professionals?

Just fine. - Have you finished?

Let's talk in my room.

What?

I'm doing some laundry.

Why can't you sleep?

I am thinking. - About what?

This and that. How does

it feel to go back to school?

Same as for the students.

Pissed off that the holiday is over.

Don't you like to teach anymore?

- I do.

But don't talk about any vocation.

- I won't.

You know what?

That house was a lovely surprise.

Yeah?

I'm so proud of you

for finally making it.

Yeah.

Your surprises

tend to mean trouble.

What do you mean?

- Mum taught me that.

I guess you have a fan club.

DIE, ARSEHOLE

Can you paint? - I guess.

Important mail.

Is it that bad?

Can I give you advice?

If you still have dreams

for your life...

...forget about them.

It will be easier for you.

This has your name on it.

I'm not paying for your magazines.

- I'll pay for it myself.

Why did you give this address?

Don't you have a place to live?

- Not really.

Where do you live?

Here and there.

Don't say anything to Sari.

You know how she worries.

You have a little brother.

You know how it is.

Once a little brother or sister,

always a little brother or sister.

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