Turist Page #4

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Come on!

For real!

Yes. Do it for real!

Damn it!!!

F***ing hell!

Good!

Are they putting me on?

Take it easy.

"Hello..."

Hi, it's me, Tomas.

I'm at the hotel.

Where are you? It's 7:15 pm.

Damn it...

Why are you out here?

Were you inside?

Is something wrong?

I've been looking for you everywhere.

Where were you?

I called. I sent a thousand texts...

We've been here and down at the pool.

Could you hang on, Andrea...

Daddy's in the hallway.

Daddy, there's no network.

- What?

- There's no network.

I see... I'll check it out.

Ebba?

Yes.

Exactly...

Yeah...

Sure, I understand.

You've been in a relationship

for five years

and you feel like...

playing around.

He understands that, right?

Hang on, I need to talk.

No, continue...

Listen, I'll call you back.

Great. Bye.

Hey...

Listen...

Hey, you...

Daddy, it's still not working!

- What isn't?

- The network.

It's not working.

Do you have to spread your stuff out

all over the place?

No!

Are you coming?

Just pulling on

some leggings first.

Do you have the key card?

You're just pretending.

What?

You're not crying for real.

Hello?

No, maybe I'm not.

Christ!

Ebba, Ebba... Come here.

I get it that you're disappointed

in the person who materialized.

I'm really disappointed in him too.

I hate him...

I hate him so damn much.

And I...

I can't forgive the guy...

He's done other stuff

before this, too. He has...

He's lied. He's been unfaithful.

Yes, he confesses.

He cheats at games

when he plays with Harry and Vera.

He's so goddamn pathetic.

And I can't live with him any longer.

I don't want to.

You're not the only victim here.

I'm a victim too!

I'm a bloody victim

of my own instincts!

Tomas.

No, I can't stop...

Please, let's go inside.

Let's go inside.

Shut the f*** up!

Calm down.

Can't you just...

Sit down.

Sit.

Now you need to pull yourself

together. Look at me...

Look at me.

Breathe. Breathe.

Tomas, please...

Breathe.

Tomas, you'll wake the kids up.

You'll wake the kids.

Good Lord...

Tomas, please calm down.

Daddy?

Don't worry, Harry.

Daddy's just a bit sad.

He'll be fine.

- Mommy?

- Everything will be fine.

Daddy?

Daddy?

What's the matter, Daddy?!

He's sad. It will pass.

What's wrong with him?

Daddy?

Daddy?

Mommy!

- Come on.

- Mommy, come here.

Come here, Mommy.

Come on!

Daddy's sad, that's all.

It will pass.

FINAL DAY:

Yes?

Are you sure this is safe?

Sure, the run is marked out.

Well, we can't see a thing.

I'll go first and check it out.

Good.

Okay, Harry, come on.

Then Vera.

And you go last, Ebba.

- Are you okay?

- Yes.

It's a nice run.

But it's foggy and windy,

so stick together.

I'll lead off and you

follow close behind me.

If I stop, I want you

to stop up mountain to me.

I might be stopping

before a dangerous spot.

- Good.

- Good.

Let's go.

- Everybody okay?

- Yeah.

- Take it easy.

- Just follow the sounds.

I'll show how we're

going to get down.

Mommy?

Ebba, can you hear me?

Are you there?

What?

Help!

I'm coming, Ebba!

Crap!

Wait here.

Ebba!

I'm on my way, Ebba. Don't move!

I'm coming!

Daddy?

Daddy...

Daddy!

Mommy!

Here we come!

Mommy and Daddy...

We made it!

We made it...

Good.

- Need any help?

- I'll be fine.

What's going on?

What's he doing?

Christ...

Are you okay?

What's with this guy?

This is insane!

Can't someone else drive?

This is unacceptable!

It's like a free roller-coaster ride.

- He's nuts!

- Seriously, he can't drive!

Mommy?

Seriously!

Get your jacket, Vera.

Are you okay?

It was a good thing,

getting off like that.

Are you okay?

He's unbelievable.

- She's staying.

- What?

She's not getting off.

She's going to stay on the bus?

Jesus, the guy is totally...

So insane.

Driving like a madman...

- So what do we do now?

- I don't know.

That guy can't drive.

That guy? He's driving off...

Well...

It was really dangerous.

It's insane...

- Could you carry Vera?

- Are you tired?

Do you smoke, Daddy?

Yes, I do.

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