Tsatsiki, morsan och polisen Page #3

Sorry, of course you should have

the suit. We'll go right away.

And the demo? We said we'd have

it ready tonight, didn't we?

I can take him.

Shall we go?

Come on, kiddo. Huh?

Gran... Thanks...

Okay... One, two, three, four...

No.

It's best we leave the bike.

We'll take the underground instead.

Come on.

Are you angry with me?

Are you angry because...

You wanted me to like

your mother. Well, now I do.

I didn't mean for you to

like her more than me.

- No, no I don't

- Yes, you do.

It's in a different way... It's...

...a little hard to explain.

But if we put it like this...

If one adult likes

another adult a lot...

Then... then...

Then maybe they want to...

not want to... they maybe...

...like each other more than friends.

- Are you coming?

Suit, shirt and tie.

Anything else you need?

- Flippers.

- Flippers?

Yes, for Greece, but I'll

pay for them myself.

Let's not go home afterwards.

Can't we do something else?

- Yes!

- Do you like Greed food?

I don't know.

When you've been to Greece

you'll have to show me how to dance.

- You're not angry anymore, huh?

- No.

When the right one turns up,

the heart shouts shrill.

- Then the head can say what it will.

- Again.

When the right one turns up,

the heart shouts shrill.

- Then th head can say what it will.

- Nice one!

Would you like to

be together with her?

No, I haven't got

any fire insurance.

You know who I like. It's a question

of having the nerve to tell her.

- Say it tonight.

- Yes... yes, maybe.

- Shall I say it for you?

- No, thanks!

Are you almost ready?

Take the jacket.

- What do you think mum will say?

- She'll say that you are...

...the most handsome guy she's

ever seen. After me, that is.

- No, I'm just kidding. Shall we go in?

- We have to sneak in.

- Can you sneak in?

- I am a policeman.

No, no...

- Yes...

- But I don't want to.

Aren't you going to bed?

No, I'm just going to

change the filter.

There are lots of parts, huh?

Yes, it's a question of putting it

together in the right order.

Everything in it's box.

I like my stuff in order.

Me too.

Well, then it's just the reverse

when you put it together again.

At the moment, nothing is in order.

I don't understand

what's happening.

I'm probably too

ordered for this house.

And I don't understand women

here in the city, either.

What's so special about that

bass player? Huh?

- Give me the number 12.

- Are you going to hit him with it?

No, no... I'm just going

to tighten this.

No, no... Always fixed spanners.

There... With the shifting spanner

there's a risk you wear down the nut.

There we go.

Not too tight.

- Maybe it's the voice.

- The voice?

Yes. Didn't she say

fell for voices?

What else could it be?

And finally the casing.

It was lucky I didn't

tell her, anyway.

Huh?

And turn the fuel back on.

Carrot...

Carrot...

Pepper... pepper.

- Carrot.

- How should one ask for a date?

- I think the voice is most important.

- The voice?

Yes. There are lots

who fall for that.

We'll see how it

sounds on the tape.

- Can we use this?

- Sure, just press REC.

Okay, action!

I've long wanted to tell you something.

You're the most beautiful in the school.

Your voice makes me shiver.

Your eyes make my heart pound.

If I just see you I quiver and

get weak in the knees.

- So I was wondering...

- Tsatsiki, what are you dreaming of?

I'm not saying.

See you this evening.

- Tsatsiki, what have you done!

- You've ruined our demo!

You see what you've done!

You recorded over our demo

with a lot of flowery nonsense!

How the hell could

you do that? Huh?

- I didn't mean to.

- You didn't mean to? Listen here.

You know how much

work went into that?

Damnit, that was going to be our record!

Look at me when I talk to you!

- You know it wasn't on purpose.

- I see, so he can do what he likes?

- Then he just says, I didn't mean to?

- No...

He's messed up our demo, damnit!

He's a totally spoilt child!

And you don't seem to... Hey,

where are you going?!

- We're bloody arguing over you.

- Let him go and get out!

- What is it?

- Get out, leave!

- So, you're giving it all up over this?

- What you mean all?

- We haven't performed in two months!

- Your son recorded over the demo!

- And what about the poster?

- I've slaved over that!

- Exactly, and when will it be finished?

- Oh, okay, so that's the style.

That's fine. Okay, damnit.

It's thanks and goodbye, is it?

Don't bloody expect

me to come back!

I'll come back tomorrow

for my things.

- Where are you going?

- I'm going to a party.

Hi!

Hello... hey...

Wait, wait...

you can't go like this.

You'll be a success

with the girls.

You want me to give you a ride?

Okay.

Have a good time.

Come on!

Come on, boys!

- Tsatsiki, hi!

- Yes, hello.

Yeah, come on, per.

- Hello.

- Hello.

You look really nice.

- You too.

- Thanks.

You're good!

- Aren't you going to dance?

- I guess I will.

Come on, then.

You dance well. Have you

danced a lot before?

- No, just with a guy I know.

- A guy?

And with Per Hammar.

- Although it's more fun with you.

- Thanks. It's fun with you too.

Come.

- Aren't you going to ask me something?

- What?

If you can date me?

- Can I?

- Mmm.

Cheers.

So, I've been kissed by a girl.

The bass player's disappeared,

so Gran will be happy again.

But not mum. She just

cleans and does the dishes.

Relex... read a

book, wash your hair.

- Borrow my punching bag, maybe...

- Listen, you rent a room here.

You have nothing to do

with my life! Get it?

And everything is my fault.

Why aren't you here?

You could go for a walk.

Buy a dress...

Call friends, get out your guitar...

That's over, don't you get it?

Do you want to dance...

Listen... Can't we go

out dancing tonight?

I'll cone by and pick you up

after work and we'll go out.

Just you and I.

You did it!

Let's see... Don't we

look great? When is it?

Next saturday!

Sweetheart, you're the best!

The bass player's back.

And he's organised a performance at

some club some where next week.

Maybe they'll record a CD, even

though we destroyed their demo.

Maybe your mum will become a

celebrity. Wouldn't that be fun?

Yes, but Gran is going to move.

He can't stand seeing them together.

The bass player should fall for

someone else, then Gran would stay.

- You said something.

- What?

He should fall for someone

else. I think I know who.

- Our teacher?

- No!

- Who is it, then?

- You coming to town?

You're crazy! The only one

who's allowed to is Marten.

- Sorry, I must be in the wrong place.

- Who do you want?

Marten is his name, a friend...

Moussaka, what are you doing here?

What the hell you want?

- Promise you won't tell about my dad.

- I already promised.

Not to anyone.

Dad used to be a barber before.

- He's the one who cut my hair.

- Nice! Mine's an octopus fisherman.

We also go fishing.

Perch and all kinds. And

sometimes we bet on the horses.

He likes doing things together.

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