Stockholm Page #5
- All that sh*t.
Talking all the time
about last night...
You mean the sh*t
you were telling me last night?
Do you realize
what a bastard you are?
Don't act dumb
because you're obviously not!
- What do you mean?
- What do I mean?
Yesterday, last night, you can't...
The things we said...
- They weren't true.
- They were f***ing true,
- but at night you say...
- At night everything's diyerent.
At night you saythings that...
At night you bring me an ashtray,
and in the morning?
Tell me the truth.
Are you in love with me or not?
But you...?
No, I'm obviously
not in love with you.
- You made a mistake yesterday.
- Yes, I think I did.
But no...
And less after all this.
I'm sorry,
you haven't convinced me.
You're not leaving.
Then I'll leave.
I don't give a sh*t what you...
You'll have to leave
somedaday, right?
Missing something?
Give them to me.
- Excuse me?
- Give me the keys.
- I haven't got your keys.
- Give them to me.
- Why do you think I have them?
- Please.
I haven't got them,
do you think I ate them?
You're capable of it.
You weren't so concerned last night,
remember?
Give them to me.
"If you won't sleep with me,
I don't want them".
Give me the f***ing keys,
I'm serious.
All right,
if you're so convinced
I've got them,
search me.
You haven't gotthem on you,
you've hidden them.
Are you sure?
Search me.
- Why are you doing this?
- Don't you want to touch me now?
Seriously, I've apologized,
I've said you could stay,
what more do you want?
- I don't want anything.
- So why won't you give them to me?
- Because it's not fair.
- What's not fair?
- That the game ends when you say so.
- Oh, so it's a game...
Yes, since last night.
You started it.
I'm getting f***ing fed up
with this game,
so give me the keys
or I'll thump you.
- That would liven things up.
- But you...?
It's strange,
you're such fun at night
and such a pain in the daytime.
- What does that say about you?
- What about what you're doing to me?
What does that say about you?
If only I'd met
any other girl yesterday.
- If only...
- That's what I f***ing say.
- Three questions each.
- What are you on about?
You can ask three questions
to find out where they are.
I'll let you start.
- You did pretty well yesterday.
- Go to hell.
You see?
I told you, remember?
You're so used to everything
working out as you want,
that when anything goes wrong
you turn into a complete idiot.
Where are the keys?
Is that your first question?
No, it's the one I've been asking
for five minutes.
Very well.
They are in this room.
My turn.
I don't want to play, get it?
When did you know that this morning
you'd want me to leave?
I don't know.
Where are the keys?
Those aren't your rules,
you have to tell the truth,
- When did you know?
- I told you I don't know.
Think about it.
Last night,
iust before I fell asleep.
I think you were asleep already.
Give them to me.
Themre in a pocket.
What do you mean, a pocket?
Don't mess me around!
That's how I was all last night,
wanting to believe you,
but knowing I shouldn't.
Myturn.
Do you think
I've got reasons to be sad?
Do I have to insist
so much with you?
Yes, I guess you do,
and I'm really sorry...
I didn't ask your opinion.
Your turn, last question.
Use it well.
Where are my keys?
Are you sure
that's your last question?
Wouldn't you rather know more...
I don't give a sh*t!
Don't you understand?
I want myfucking keys now!
They're in the oldest part
of the room.
Myturn.
If I ask you to stay
because I can't be alone,
what would you say?
I'd say no.
- What are you doing?
- I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to,
I don't know what happened.
What the hell are you doing?
You're unbelievable.
Now I understand everything.
When you told me you hadn't slept
with many guys...
- Shut up.
- Such a pretty girl...
- Shut up!
- But now it's obvious.
- You're f***ing insane...
- Shut up!
- You've got no right.
- I don't?
You drive me crazy,
then you make this fuss,
and I haven't got the right to say
you're f***ing insane!
- And the fuss you made last night?
- What are you talking about?
Look, get out of my house
right now!
I never want to see you again!
Let go of me!
F***!
What did I do to you that...
we came to this?
Maybe your girlfriend's coming
and that's why you want me to go.
You're... you're a moron.
Of course,
that's why she rang yesterday,
and as you didn't answer
you couldn't tell her not to come.
You don't know
if I have a girlfriend or not.
It got cold,
I made you some more.
I think we got a bit...
Or I got...
Well, it doesn't matter.
I think it got out of control,
don't you?
You're going to be late.
I rang to say I was held up.
I don't like how all this ended.
It's been very uncomfortable,
I'm sorry.
Last night, while you were asleep,
I was watching you,
and I realized that...
No, it wasn't when you were asleep,
it was all night.
On the way here, in the doorway,
in your bed making love...
Even at the party,
before you came up to talk to me,
I'd seen you already.
You were with a very pretty girl.
I wanted to talk to you,
but I was incapable.
I thought I'd give anything
for you to come up to me.
And then you did,
and I couldn't believe it.
I saw myself telling you
that you were a drag
and to leave me alone,
and I wanted to hit my head
against the wall.
You know why
I didn't believe you?
Because no one has
ever fallen in love with me.
I've never been loved.
- It's a strange feeling.
- What is?
Knowing that you're in love.
Now I'm the one
who doesn't believe you.
I've never met anyone like you.
I like how you are.
I don't know, you're diyerent,
and if you think about it
our story has been diyerent too.
The night was great
and in the morning...
It wasn't so great.
Yes, in the morning
it was a f***ing disaster.
And...
I didn't behave very well.
You were right.
When things turn out wrong, I...
And if I told you I really want
to meet you later?
Now you're going
to make it hard for me, right?
Look,
this has been...
Well, it still is very weird.
Nothing like this
has ever happened to me.
People are usually colder,
they seem falser, I don't know.
You know what I mean?
And in a few hours with you
I've felt...
Let's forget all this.
Or let's not,
let's remember it forever.
What do you want?
Tell me the truth.
You.
You can't have
fallen in love with me when...
I've behaved like such a cretin.
Don't you believe me?
No.
Prove it to me.
Come on, you have to shout it!
It's like we're stuck in a loop.
I'll get some coffee
and we'll stay here a while.
Want anything?
No, thank you.
OK. I won't be long.
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