Niels Pind og hans dreng Page #4

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- Any of it.

- You said you loved me.

- Yes.

And all of a sudden you don't?

- I don't know anything right now.

- You are such a baby.

Mummy's boy.

- Don't.

- Do you love me or don't you?

OK. Fine.

Christian.

Christian!

What's going on?

Someone's shouting in the yard.

Christian, somebody is calling you.

Christian!

The poor girl is beside herself.

Go downstairs to her.

- What have you done?

- Nothing.

- That can't be true.

- I said it was over.

- You can't do that.

- Stay out of it.

Go to her.

Sanne!

Have you gone mad?

There...

This is no good.

It's no good.

Don't you like me at all?

Of course I like you.

- Do you like lying with me like this?

- Yes.

So why not get under the duvet?

Take off your pants?

- I've got to go.

- Not yet.

Hold me.

You mustn't go yet.

I'm going now, Sanne.

- I want you to have a feel.

- No. Not now.

Have a feel.

I did it for you.

Feel how smooth I am.

What are you doing there?

- I don't know. I fell asleep.

- Stay there. I'm just changing.

Are you going?

- Yes. I've got no choice.

- Why not?

I have no choice.

Yes.

It's not for me to interfere.

No.

As long as she doesn't

make a fuss at night again.

Can I get you anything?

I don't feel like anything.

I just need to sleep.

OK.

Where have you been?

- I had to pop home.

- You were gone for ages.

I fell asleep.

You turned your phone off.

I thought you weren't coming.

I don't like your phone being off.

- I'm here now.

- You won't go again, will you?

Mummy! Come down and play!

I'm making lunch, darling.

But I've got someone else who will.

Hi, Christian!

Come down and play!

Coming!

- I'll be Torres.

- OK, I'll be Ronaldo.

Cry baby!

- Will you take him down a sandwich?

- Yes.

- Want one?

- No, thanks.

Hey!

You forgot to kiss me.

- What is it?

- What's that smell?

I don't know.

What is it?

- I knew it.

- Knew what?

You've been shagging some bird.

- What?

- You stink of perfume.

Stop it!

You're the only girl I've screwed.

Who uses cheap perfume like that?

- It's my mother's, for f***'s sake!

- So you shag your mum, do you?

Mummy!

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