Stockholm

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You know what she wanted?

To go to Bristol.

Yeah.

- Or Holland, near Amsterdam.

- Right...

Haarlem. Like Harlem,

but with two "a" s.

- Haarlem.

- Yeah.

- Have you been?

- Where?

- Holland, Amsterdam.

- Yeah.

Me too.

But now it's not Bristol

or Haarlem.

Where's she going?

- It's worse...

- Worse?

- Yeah, much worse.

- Why? Where's she going?

- To Stockholm.

- Stockholm?

- Yeah, Stockholm.

- Great, right?

- Yeah, like f***.

- Well...

Right.

- But, you...

- What?

- It's all OK with her?

- We argued the other day.

- Why?

- Nothing.

- Yeah.

- It's...

It's what?

- She's got a friend there.

- And?

- She's going to screw him.

- What?

Yeah, really.

- But Laura's a sweetie.

- Yeah, but in Stockholm...

- You think they're...?

- Yeah

Anybody would... you know.

You would screw her.

Wouldn't you?

I would screw the girl

you were f***ing before.

- That's good to know.

- So...?

- So, what?

- Would you screw Laura?

- Do I like her?

- No, it's very simple.

A night like this, you meet,

have a drink, laugh...

Wouldn't you ask her home?

- Yes.

- There you are.

- Hi.

- Hi.

And I remember that at Omar's party

you two were talking.

What?

I was sleeping in Omar's bed,

but I wasn't asleep.

- And?

- I saw you.

What did you see?

It's OK, you turn Laura on

and she turns you on.

You're drunk,

I don't know what you mean.

- It's cool.

- No, what the hell do you mean?

Laura told me that you were

about to get it together.

- Come on it!

- No, really, it was close.

Do you believe that sh*t?

I know you did nothing,

but don't lie to me,

you would screw her, that's all.

You're smashed.

- Yeah, but...

- Yeah, but what?

You want to tell me something?

F***, no!

- So that's it, right?

- Yeah.

I'm going to buy a ticket

when I get home.

To Stockholm?

For the first month,

to see if I catch her out.

- You're crazy.

- How much will it be?

- A lot.

- I just want to see her face.

They won't do anything

the first month.

- Later, you mean?

- Sure, but not the first month.

Too soon.

Three months.

You're right.

What a slut.

Hello.

Hello.

You won't believe this.

Go on.

I don't know how to tell you

because...

It's surreal, I iust walked

past you and I fell in love.

- Right.

- Right,

I know it's incredible,

so what'll we do?

Give me your number,

I'll call you.

No, no, here,

a gift.

- What is this?

- Keep them.

If you won't sleep with me,

I don't want them.

Listen,

really, forget it.

- Come.

- Yes.

- Let's go for a beer.

- We'll go to that place.

- No more beer...

- I'm dead...

- Where do you want to go?

- Me?

I want to stay here.

- And you?

- I want a beer, and you?

- I really don't care.

- Great, choose somewhere else.

- OK, I will.

- Good.

And you?

Home.

- Your home?

- Yes.

I hope your parents aren't there.

- You really want to go home?

- I'm tired.

Come on, let's pick a place.

I know.

We'll buy some beer and go

to my place, it's 5 minutes away.

Perfect! But I'll end sleeping

on your couch.

Girls...

- But...

- But what?

Don't worry, I'm going home.

- On your own?

- Yes.

- I'll go with you.

- No, stay on, you're having fun.

Why don't you two

go on your own?

- Us?

- Yes.

F***, I don't know.

I'm going,

if you lot want to come...

I'm going home.

All right.

I'll go with her.

I'll go with you,

themve got a plan...

Girls, don't worry,

I'll get a taxi.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

- But we agreed to...

- It's OK, I'll get one down there.

- All right...

- See you, OK?

- Bye.

- Ciao.

We'd agreed

that we'd stay with her...

- It's no big deal.

- I think she enjoyed herself...

What are you doing?

I'm going home.

You ended up on your own.

- Well, you're here.

- What?

So I'm not on my own.

Don't count on me.

Are you always so negative?

All I've heard from you

are negative phrases:

"I don't want to go out",

"Don't count on me", "Not todam'.

- You really dislike me that much?

- Yes.

May I know why?

- I don't like people like you.

- Like me?

- You know what I'm like?

- It shows.

You're lucky,

I've got no idea

what you're like.

Yeah.

So, what am I like,

if I may know?

Like that, sure of yourself,

you think you're wonderful.

I bet you look in the mirror

every day

and can't believe your eyes.

A good friend

to your male friends,

but a bastard with girls.

What they call a cool guy.

You're not very original.

I thought you'd say

something more interesting.

You should have stayed with

the girls, themd suit you better.

Do theythink

they're wonderful too?

I guess they do,

but mostly because

you want to have fun,

and themre more fun.

Just as well

I'm meeting them at m' y place.

So why are you here?

I wanted to change your mind.

- Seriously, what are you doing?

- I'm seeing you home.

And you didn't think

that maybe I don't want you to?

Don't you want me to?

No.

- Another negative.

- Yes.

Wow, a yes!

- You're being a real pain.

- Ok, I'm sorry, really.

I'll stop bothering you.

- I mean it, eh?

- I know.

Thanks.

- Give it a break.

- I'm going in the same direction.

Don't you have a friend

you can laugh with?

- I came with one, but...

- Did you dump him?

- I explained to him.

- What?

- About you.

- About me?

About what happened to me

with you...

That I fell in love with you.

And he understood?

Well, actually he didn't.

- Didn't he?

- He said that:
One,

- you're better looking than I am.

- I totally agree.

So do I.

And two, you looked bitter

and you'd f***ing ignore me.

I guess you'll forget it

tomorrow morning.

I said that too.

And three, he said you're too young

for me. What'll we do?

- Your friend is a genius.

- Yes.

- He could have come, not you.

- He's not your stme.

So you're much more

my style, right?

I don't know why

you won't accept it.

You're unbelievable.

- And you left him there?

- Yes, he'll find something...

Something! Whatever, a girl,

a garbage bin.

Men are the pits.

- We're romantic.

- You call that being romantic?

We look for love everyhere,

no matter how unlikely it may be.

So you believe in us

no matter how unlikely it may be.

If you only knew

how much I believe in us.

Listen, really,

you haven't got a chance.

I don't want to be rude,

but I really want

to go home on my own.

Should I go back to my pal?

Or to myfriends,

if that's what you arranged.

Really, you'll have more fun.

I wasioking about that,

I told them I was going home.

Well, I bet you can

still find your friend.

OK, I'll go back there.

I'm really sorry if I bothered you.

It's all right,

it wasn't that bad.

I'll run and see if I can catch him.

And I'm sorry.

So long!

What are you doing here?

Are you following me?

I was looking for my pal

and I got lost, have you seen him?

No, but you can try down there.

No, he's probably gone by now.

What are you laughing at?

And you?

What are you laughing at?

Tell me.

I don't know...

- I'm glad that we've met again.

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