The Idiots Page #5

The red one on the right, Ped.

The black on the left.

We'll give him shock therapy,

the f***ing retard.

Rev up, damn it!

You'll need the police

and dogs to get us out.

Soelleroed fascists!

Fascist pricks!

Soelleroed fascists!

F***ing fascists!

Cock suckers!

Town hall bastards!

Soelleroed fascists!

Shithead!

Soelleroed fascist!

F***ing Soelleroed fascists!

- You're stark raving mad.

- Fascist bastard!

F***ing fascists!

Calm down, Stoffer.

Get him into the bus.

Gently does it..

I think he's hurt.

F***ing fascists...

Stoffe, calm down.

That will f***ing well do, Stoffer.

Come on.

Up to bed.

- You can't haul him up there.

- You're pathetic.

Are you putting me

in the padded cell?

You are so f***ing pathetic.

You are really zinging.

You need to relax.

Nana, will you get him a blanket?

Can't we put him

in an ordinary bed?

- Stoffe, we have to tie you down.

- You think I've gone really mad?

Are you scared now?

- Listen...

- I won't hit anyone.

You did before.

I'm not the type who hits people.

- OK, OK.

- I don't hit people.

Want a drink?

Untie that one.

F***ing fascists!

Soelleroed fascists!

Soelleroed fascists!

- Stop it!

- Where's the belt?

Out of the lake,

round the palm tree, into the lake.

- Surely it's not that difficult?

- Not so hard.

- Stop it, Stoffer.

- Fascists, man.

Chill out!

We'll loosen the flex

and leave him here, OK?

And you miss the family?

I do, as a matter of fact.

I don't know how I figured that

I didn't want to see them again.

I just think it's over.

I don't think we can...

find the same fine things

that we found there.

We can't find them again.

I was the one who was

with Karen on the last day.

And I was the one

who said good-bye to her.

Music and dancing.

Lots of flags

to cheer him up.

Did you sleep well?

You might at least have

tied me to a decent bed.

- What are you doing?

- Making a party.

- We thought we need a party.

- A party?

We're going to have a party?

- That's right.

- For me?

Yes.

Because it's my birthday?

It's not my real birthday.

Well, we're not real retards, are we?

May we come in?

Are you ready?

- Ticket.

Wow, what a rave!

Jeppe, look at the ticket

and tear it in half.

I'll do it, then... Frrrt.

Now you can go in.

Come on...

Jeeze, things are really swinging.

We're the ones

The others can't play with

We're the ones

The others can't play with

I think Stoffer should choose

what we do next.

Because it's his party.

Gang bang.

No, listen, we've got picture lotto,

spin the bottle...

- Gang bang.

- I'll go for that.

Gang bang! Gang bang!

Sure! I'd love a spasser f***.

Gang bang!

Gang bang...

Hey, hey, hey!

No, I'm not joining in.

Susanne!

- Come on...

- No.

Yes... Gang bang!

- Susanne.

- They're my knickers.

Go over there.

I'll sit and... Stop it, Stoffer.

- I can't undo my...

- Can't you?

Stop it!

Stoffer, I don't want to.

I'll go home.

I'm not having this.

I'm running away.

Home.

Stop it!

I'm going home!

Go away.

No!

Good-bye.

- Gang bang... Gang bang...

- Yes...

I'll give you gang bang!

Yes, Suzanne!

OK, I'll just take these off, too.

I'm ready and waiting.

Katrine? Want some?

I love you.

I love you.

The room was full of style

till you brought those Lilos.

They cost 7 bucks each.

- A four-poster would be better.

Ped! There's no

getting away from it.

He smokes like hell, and it's

getting worse as he gets older.

- It's my father.

- Hello.

- Hello, Dad.

- Hello, Josephine.

This is Katrine and Ped and Axel.

- Hello.

- Would you like a cup of tea?

- Sit down.

- Yes, please.

- I'm Jeppe.

- Josy's father.

Stoffer... have a seat.

You just happened to be passing?

We have a little group.

A tired group.

- Do you take sugar?

- Thanks.

We are a bit tired.

Maybe you've heard of our group?

No...

- No.

- Oh.

You make it sound like a rock band.

Maybe we should form one.

That would be a great idea.

What do you think?

Of us?

- What do I think of you?

- Yes.

Well...

They're nice people.

They enjoy what they do.

I'm sure they do.

We're really, really happy.

Maybe you've heard

about our little...

I'm not interested

in discussing what you do.

I couldn't care less.

Couldn't care less?

If you could see things differently

you might see the beauty of them.

In vino veritas...

What the hell do you mean by that?

I may be right.

It doesn't interest me.

- It doesn't?

- No.

Why did you come, then?

Obviously an outsider

can't see what it means.

You should see some of

the wonderful things we're shared.

People are happy.

They're thriving.

- They are!

- I'm not going to argue.

We're not arguing.

Ask anyone if they're happy.

Josephine is happy here.

- It certainly looks like it.

- That's because you're here.

She was fine until you came.

But then you came crashing in.

I am really happy here.

- I've come to take you home.

- No... you can't do that.

Yes.

Yes, I can.

- You see, I can't trust you.

- What do you mean?

- Bullshit.

- What do you mean?

You haven't been taking your pills.

- We'd agreed she'd...

- I have been taking them.

Damn it, Josephine...

the jar was in the drawer at home.

I can't look after you unless...

Why should she take

a load of f***ing pills?

I can't.

- You're going through hell.

- I'm not... I'm not.

For the first time,

I'm feeling really great.

Can't we find a compromise?

Listen...

- We're fond of Josephine.

- Listen!

We don't like you.

If you left there'd be no problem.

She doesn't look as if

she wants to go with you.

Listen...

This may be a game to you.

And good luck to you.

But it takes nothing to make

Josephine seriously ill.

Keep your shirt on,

I'm a doctor, I'd never permit...

I don't think you're a doctor

I'd choose to go to.

I don't think so.

Come along, Josephine.

No, I don't want to go.

If you've any bits and pieces,

pop upstairs and get them.

- I don't want to go home.

- Did you hear what I said?

Josephine...

Answer me... have you any?

- Yes.

- Go and get them, and we'll go.

What the f*** can he do to you?

Stay here!

All you have to do is say the word.

He can't hurt you.

What right's he got?

- Ped, what were those pills?

- I know nothing about any pills.

Aren't you a doctor, damn it?

You said you knew about it.

- So what kind of pills is she on?

- I don't know.

- You must know.

- She never mentioned pills.

And she doesn't need pills.

Josephine, just stay!

He can't do anything to you.

Stay here!

- We can't force anybody to stay!

- He's forcing her!

It's their business.

We can't cure anyone here.

- That's not our aim.

- Aim? Up yours, man!

Josephine...

There should be a law against it.

Get out of here!

She doesn't want to go with you.

If you'd really been a proper father

she'd have been all right today.

We can't force anyone to stay

against their will.

Jeppe!

Jeppe...

Jeppe...

You're insane.

Insane in the head.

You're insane.

What are you doing?

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