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but at least we don't bump into each other.

If we find something, great.

If not, that's okay too!

Right?

Well, if it comes to it,

you're welcome to stay here.

- Can't you call me tomorrow?

- No, it has to be tonight.

- We don't even live there.

- Live here? I live here!

- What about Australia?

- We never moved to Australia!

- Do you have hearing problems?

- To Canberra?

- We never ... "Canberra"!

- That's what i said.

No, it's pronounced Canberra!

- How's that?

- I don't know.

- Because that's the name.

- What?

- But listen, are you up for it?

- Up for what?

- A vigilance committee.

- Vigilance committee?

- Have you seen Taxi Driver ... Robert De Niro?

- Do you want to shoot people?

No, not exactly like that,

but almost ...

What are you doing?!

No, not you.

- Don't embarrass me in front of my friends!

- Give me my address book!

- Think of me!

- What do you mean "your friends"?

Yes, I know you don't live here!

Robban is living with Kickan,

who is my friend.

Wait a minute.

That has nothing to do with it!

Give me the book!

Come to think of it, I still have my

dad's old hand gun from the army.

What? You do? Well, it's not

about guns, what are you thinking?

- Let me talk to Kickan!

- No.

- Let's end this conversation.

- Are you up for it?

- I can't drive.

- Why not?!

- I've had a few drinks.

- No, no, okay.

- Kickan is calling me. See you later.

- Yeah, sure. Bye.

You don't believe this is for real?

I am burning this school

to the ground!

- I said no!

- What's your problem?

- What?

- I know who you are.

- Your Jeanette.

- So ..?

You don't have an opinion,

you just do whatever people tell you.

- Cut it out.

- What do you mean, "cut it out"?

You don't have the right to speak,

just shut up and follow along!

You must say nothing,

because you are nothing!

You are less than nothing!

Nobody likes you. Nobody listens to you,

your voice means nothing!

Do you understand? Huh?

Jeanette?

Get it? You're pathetic.

- Stop it!

- Stop it?

I am just getting started. If you

don't want to hear it, get lost!

I said get lost! Get lost!

Get out of here!

The only reason you're invited to parties

is because you let anyone sleep with you!

You know that if you don't

put out you're not welcome there!

Huh? It's Jeanette, the school's

own little prostitute.

Isn't that right? You think people like you,

but they spit at you.

They spit at your back

when you're not watching.

- The back of your jacket is full of spit ...

- F*** you!

- What the f***?!

- Stop!

Stand still. You know

I can throw it at you.

You f***ing a**hole!

- Cut it out, it's not funny ..!

- You're all just as nasty.

You think I don't feel anything?

You think I don't hear people whispering?

The hallway falling silent when I walk past,

how people yell "whore" at me?!

You think I don't feel anything?

It's funny to you.

You laugh at it.

- Have you ever seen me laugh at it?

- Don't do it! No! No!

Sneaking into the school in the middle of

the night to set it on fire, that's what you do.

What are you trying to prove?

That the school is flammable,

as if no one knew that?

You think I don't know

that people spit at me?

I know that too.

I am reminded every day, when

I have to wash my jacket after school.

- I don't want my mother to notice them.

- Damn it ... Jeanette, stop it.

- Jeanette ...

- Watch the flame! Keep your eyes on it!

You're afraid, I can see it in your eyes.

You're terrified!

"Will she do it? Is she that crazy?"

Well, am I? Huh?!

Perhaps I don't even care what happens?

"Poof, and I am running down

the hallway like a human torch!"

Isn't that what you're thinking?!

Shall we do it together?

I am not afraid.

Do you want to do it?

Stop it ..!

Stop it, I'll do anything,

I don't want to ...

If you say so ...

I am sorry, I don't want to die ...

And you called me pathetic ...

The ones of you who hasn't paid

have until Thursday to do so.

And no bullshit, it's 40 kronor each.

- The kid is getting married.

- I don't have any cash on me.

- Buying an apartment?

- I don't have the money.

- Perhaps you don't need any money.

- What are you talking about?

All in due time.

Okay, settle down.

You don't need to have the money,

borrowing it is enough.

- With a black market apartment as collateral?

- Hand me the newspaper.

Things will work out, I promise.

"Wants bedroom apartment in Sder,

offers a house in the archipelago."

"Two bedroom apartment in Hkarngen,

with balcony" ... That's too far away.

Hgdalen, no ... Lilla Essingen,

fourth floor, 1,5 bedroom apartment ...

That's too small ...

Here we are ... Here you go!

Listen to this!

"Three bedroom apartment in central Stockholm.

Hard wood floors, 104 square meters ..."

"Decorated ceilings, two functional tiled stoves,

breathtaking view. Must be experienced."

"Wants:
Studio apartment"

"Partly furnished."

- How many square meters?

- 104.

And the rent ..?

It got raised six months ago,

so it's at 5,600 kronor.

Not as low as a condominium,

but quite acceptable.

People have been

calling like crazy.

Unbelievable ...

- You said it was partly furnished?

- Yes, the piano stays, and the curtains.

-So, what's the cost?

- If you sign quickly, 120,000 kronor.

- And the contract gets transferred

to you, as a bonus ... so to speak.

- What do you have to offer?

- Not much, it's a studio way out in ...

It doesn't really matter,

it's just a formality.

You reach a point in life where you

need fresh things to happen.

We're emigrating ...

to Australia.

To Bombula. It's south of Canberra.

People usually pronounce it wrong,

it's "Canberra".

- Yes. My lord ...

- Well, it looks great!

Yes, I have liked it here.

- Three pints.

- Coming right up.

Bullshit! You always check the tits.

You say you don't, but you do!

Are you paying attention?

I didn't look at her breasts.

No, no, of course not ...

We stayed up talking

the whole night.

Listen, have you ever ...

Have you ever ...

This sounds ridiculous, but ...

Have you ever notice how

a girl holds a cup of tea?

All of a sudden it interests you

how her fingers touch it.

Huh?

So ... Was she okay with it all ..?

That you had just been to that place?

Along with her mother and all?

We didn't talk about that.

- Didn't she know?

- No.

- So what did you talk about?

- It doesn't matter what we were talking about.

She had dyed her hair, she

asked me what I thought of it ...

I told her what I thought, I wondered

how it was done, stuff like that ...

Chit-chat ...

It's hard to grasp how anyone can be

so full of all these little things ...

Tiny little movements, all these

little things you never really notice.

The way she moved her shoulders and

smiled as she was listening to me.

Or how she got these creases around

her eyes, kinda made her look like ...

... like a little gnome!

"Ik hou van je" ...

- What?

- That's what she said as I was leaving.

It means "I love you".

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