Man and a Baby Page #3

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In one hour?

I guess it's OK.

See you soon, then. Bye.

Paavo, clean up. The

place is a mess!

We'll make you to do what you're good at.

Have a nap.

Check?

Check.

Have a seat, please.

Thanks. We had a

nail day yesterday.

Sit down, please.

The coffee's ready soon.

Would you like some?

No, thanks.

Well, what's going to happen?

You're taking the child away from me?

Because the mother left?

I am on paternity leave.

Things are under control.

It's not my bloody fault if

my wife's suddenly unstable.

This book has all the feedings.

Everything.

Last night he ate

at 2 AM, 4.45 AM -

and 7 AM. Good quantities every time.

Fourth time just before you came in.

We sleep, eat, socialize.

Take baths. I dry

him, dress him.

Change diapers. Give him milk.

Put him to sleep.

Change him after every pee.

So he won't get a rash.

And if he does, I'll

apply the cream.

I'm sure you know the drill.

Oh, that. Don't even look.

I'll fix that later.

They're not important.

If you stop and

think about this -

you'll see why we're all here.

Not a typical situation

for a newborn. Is it?

Where is the little guy anyway?

Sleeping.

Just woke up.

I have to say I don't see any

need for child protection.

Things seem to be

well under control.

Only one thing I'd

like you to answer.

What happens after the paternity leave?

Who'll look after him then?

If and when you're getting a divorce.

! f and when? How can I know?

How can I make them stamp

an approval on my papers.

Right. A good question.

- Would that be possible?

- What?

To stay home. For

at least a year.

Now, keep a straight face.

They are trained to read

minds and facial movements.

Act naturally. You

can't catch me.

Try to read me. Confusion.

Let's shuffle the cards.

I wonder what's their work like?

To get into broken homes.

Kids screaming,

houses full of puke.

Maybe I should go with them.

Peippo could take

pictures and blur them.

What the f***? They're staring.

Oh yeah.

Would that be possible?

Sorry? -Do you have a chance to

take a nursing leave? For a year.

- Of course.

- Very well.

What did I just say?

Stay cool now.

It won't happen. My boss

won't buy this. No way.

No way it's possible. It sort of came

out of the blue. A whole year...

It's quite all right.

Listen up, everyone!

Let's give Pasanen a big hand!

He's staying home with the

little monkey for a whole year.

Way to go, Pasanen!

Bravo!

I'm proud of you. I

could never do that.

You're not a young man any more.

Very uplifting. Thanks.

Paavo Antero Pasanen.

I thought it'd be nice to keep

the name Antero in the family.

Thanks. Where did

Paavo come from?

A long-time development process.

History and all.

- Are you scared?

- What?

Now that it's been decided.

You have to live with it.

We can still change the name.

No. A whole year?

Are you going to be OK?

Don't think so.

Maybe we'll move

to a garbage bin.

Have you blown your nose too hard?

Here you go.

Right away. Right away.

Good you could come in on a short notice.

Couldn't get anyone else.

I need to go to a dentist.

You have poo on your wrist.

No, it's not... it is.

When he wakes up, give him this.

No improvisation, are we clear?

- Is it that?

- What?

Is that him?

No, he's Kenneth.

Take care.

First private time for months.

Have to make the most of it.

Light always has a direction.

And a character.

What does that mean? It means you

have to be in the right place.

In regard to the

circumstances of this world.

Do you see, Kenneth? Cause

reality can be hard. Complex.

I know, these are distressing things.

I've been thinking about them.

And that took me

to a funny farm.

Hello all fresh mothers.

And good luck. You're

going to need it.

I'll give the floor

to our government.

Direct all your

interpellations to her.

Like, a government.

And interpellations.

She has a fresh bun in the oven.

The new muffin's clue next summer.

A 'yoke, a 'yoke, a 'yoke.

Hope no one minds. I'm a genius

when it comes to genitalia.

Did you get that?

Cause I'm a man.

Men also have genitals.

I was more referring

to ladies' labia.

The main thing that's getting

us through is the fact -

that my husband helps

a lot in babycare.

I recommend that to all of you.

A man that takes part is

the best help! Right?

Can we all get his phone number?

Way to go, Satu, Markku and Ada.

Didn't bother to check her

diapers before leaving home?

Why didn't you bring a

change of nappies? -Why me?

You're her mother.

You're her father.

That's not 100 % certain. She

doesn't even look like me.

Eat sh*t!

That's what I'm f***ing doing.

We've met.

- I can't remember.

- Wait.

Does this ring a bell?

Right. Now I remember.

- Do you want some milk?

- What?

In your coffee. I can bring you

some if you look after her.

I'll have mine black, thanks.

I'm Enni.

Antti Pasanen. And Paavo.

You live next to the park? In the middle?

How did you know?

We live across the street.

You often have

lights on all night.

Second floor from the top?

Yep.

I know the window.

I better warm these up.

You wait a bit.

Okay. I didn't see this coming.

- You can help then?

- What?

In the feeding.

- Your wife.

- Rig ht.

Paavo feeds from the bottle.

Terttu won't have that.

Do you feed him at nights?

Yeah, that's my department.

- Bye.

- Bye.

That went well. Really well.

Let's go.

- You want one?

- Yep. Thanks.

- What are they?

- For Paavo.

Can we walk together?

Obviously.

You're as funny as your trousers.

Thanks.

What else is new? -A funny

thing happened the other day.

I had been shopping and left

my car in the parking hall.

Closed the trunk -

jumped behind the

wheel and drove off.

At the first intersection

I had this funny feeling.

Looked at the back seat.

It was empty.

Oh my God, I have a kid! I'm a father!

Where's my kid?

Can I ask you something?

Of course.

When I see you, it's only you two.

You never talk about anyone else.

Where's his mother? Your wife?

Pia...

Pia? Let me guess. I like to

guess people's professions.

- Not now.

- Pia could be...

She's never home at nights. Sounds

like she's an airline hostess.

No? Not a stewardess.

She's a taxi driver.

No. Pia, wait, Pia...

What do I say? Nothing

too embarrassing.

Let's just say that... Pia is dead.

Died at childbirth.

Right. Really embarrassing.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry. I'm really...

No problem. I'm over it.

What do you mean?

Over the initial shock.

We just live day-by-day,

the two of us.

Respecting her memory

by getting through.

Sorry. Wait.

Be strong.

Come to the park if you feel like it.

We're there every clay. -Wait.

I don't want people to

talk about this, anywhere.

I want to tell Paavo myself

when the time is right.

Of course. I understand,

really well.

- Bye.

- Thanks.

Paavo, you're a half-orphan now.

And I'm a widow.

Have you had enough milk?

The stupid journalist has

underestimated the situation.

Enjoy your jail time.

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