Zappa

So long, Bjrn.

Is that you?

What time is it?

Now, don't you wake him up.

Where've you been?

At the youth center.

I was playing bumper pool with Mulle.

Did you remember to lock the door?

Small hops in place.

Jump, jump, jump.

Watch the beat over there.

Okay, clap your hands above your head.

Beat, beat, beat.

Time to clean up!

Line up, quickly. That's right.

That's like it.

Svend Erik and Johnny, roll up the mat.

Brian, collect the stools.

Mulle, the springboard.

Bjrn and Sten, you take the buck.

Everyone else, run in place.

Okay, hit the showers. Make it snappy.

Make way. Let Mulle show you how it's done.

Let me have it....

Turn off the water.

Who swiped my underwear?

Move. You're sitting on them.

Guess who's getting new shoes today!

Just watch the dames line up!

Okay, come on.

Last one out mops the floor.

But I can't!

I gotta buy new shoes with my mom and dad.

Relax, Mulle. I'll mop for you.

Nice going, pal.

See you.

This means two doughnuts

and a Danish for Mulle!

Sten,

couldn't Mulle be in our gang?

I mean, we can't

accept just anybody.

But you know how strong he is.

Yeah, but still.

On the other hand, somebody has to do the dirty work.

An Indian?

Imagine Mulle as an Indian!

Sten here.

You wanna talk to her?

It's dad.

Dad wants to talk to you.

Sten, you know Mom doesn't want to be

disturbed while doing her exercises.

Could you call...

Mulle isn't such a bad idea.

Just gotta find him the right job.

By the way, can I borrow

your homework if you've done it?

What's that?

Just a little martini,but you don't get any ice.

How about the homework?

Here, you lazy bastard.

Cheers, Bjrn.

You could tell Mulle tonight.

Ask him to come to the hideout.

Sten...

Hello, Bjrn.

I'm off, Sten.

There's food in the fridge.

You oughta smile more often, Bjrn

Your eyes look so droopy when you're serious.

I gotta go.The taxi's here.

See you.

So...tell Mulle...

At seven sharp.

Gogge, here!

Gogge!

- So how do you like 'em?

- Like what?

The shoes, man!

They were damned expensive.

Mulle, I talked to...

- We're gonna eat in half an hour.

- Okay.

How about coming in, Bjrn?

I wanna show you something.

Guess whose birthday it is!

-Don't forget your homework.

Gogge's two years old.

Remember to set the table afterwards.

Congratulations, Gogge.

Look what I've got for you.

You wouldn't think he's two years old, would you?

They don't get so old.

In a way, he's 50.

Here, Gogge my friend.

- Mulle, couldn't you...

- Now take a look at this.

These are the world's biggest b*obs.

They hang the ladies up in a harness

so their b*obs stand right out in the air.

And then they just turn the picture around.

- I'm not interested in that magazine.

- Look, here's one who got it shaved.

What do you say?

I just spoke to Sten...

Put that screw magazine away!

This is important.

Screw? Did you say screw magazine?

- Mulle, for Christ's sake!

- No, Bjrnie boy!

- It's about the gang!

- The gang?

Sh*t, it's really hot in here.

- Your gang?

- Who else's? Couldn't we open a window?

You might possibly be able to join.

Did Sten say that?

Yeah, Sten and I talked about it.

You can eat with us.

Seven at the hideout.

Not five past or five to.

At seven, Mulle. Sharp.

Okay.

- Sometimes Mulle's mom is plastered.

- Henning!

- No, she isn't.

- Yes, she is.

- She's just dizzy.

- She's dead drunk.

Henning, we're eating!

She isn't drunk at all, so shut up.

Henning is right, you know.

But it's not nice to talk about it.

They still don't have any rugs over there?

Over where?

Mulle's place.

I don't know.

Bella 9528.

- Bjrn, it's Sten.

- Sten?

Who else would call you?

Thanks for dinner.

Hi.

Yes. I talked to him.

Of course.

Okay. See you.

I saw Sten's mom yesterday.

How come she's always so tanned?

She probably uses a sunlamp.

She always greets me so nicely.

- Did you see the suit she was wearing?

- Who?

- I'm leaving.

- Sten's mother. Mrs. Bentzon.

I gotta go.

What time is it?

A quarter past seven.

It seemed like he

got the message.

I'm gonna be a cowboy when I grow up.

What are you gonna be?

- I'm gonna be a zookeeper.

- Zookeeper?

Bjrn! Bjrn!

From now on, you come on time.

Got it, Mulle?

And don't come screaming like a moron.

And don't bring along any pint-sized brats.

Think you can remember all that?

-Yes.

We've got plans for this gang.

You understand, Mulle?

- My mother knows a lady...

- So does my mother.

She lives alonein a big house by the marsh.

She's going on vacation soon.

Probably staying with her sister out in the boonies for a while.

The house is real easy to get into.

Where is she going?

Forget about where she's going!

Don't you understand anything?

Sure I do.

We need a lookout in front of the house.

I thought that might be a job for you, Mulle.

Don't you think Mulle would make a good lookout, Bjrn?

Sure, why not?

And the genitals are the organs which,

in humans, provide for reproduction

through formation and fusion

of male and female sex cells.

Mulle, how about showing

a little maturity?

For this to happen,

the male must have an erection,

which means that blood flows

to what are called expansion cells,

which make the penis stand up...

- And leave!

Mulle, I don't want to have to say this again.

If you can't handle sex education, you should leave.

Besides, it can't be all that interesting or funny

to hear about penises and erections.

Even the teacher has had an erection.

Right, Mr. Christensen?

Who's in charge of cleaning up?

- Mulle and me.

- Okay.

You two clean and lock up.

Bjrn!

You ought to choose your friends with greater care.

Honestly, he's not a friend for you,

if you want the truth.

Think it over, Bjrn.

You wanna see my new radio?

You got a new one?

Spoiled kid.

We can play as loud as we want.

Nobody's home.

Nobody?

Uh, I've got... a game at the soccer club.

When did you start playing there?

A long time ago.

We're playing against B93.

This afternoon?

- Gee, I'd like to see that.

- Afraid that's not possible. We're playing away.

I don't know where.

Somewhere way out in the boonies.

I didn't know there were games in the afternoon.

No, there usually aren't. They're normally at night.

Something to do with one of the linesmen.

Okay... see you.

Hey, my bag.

You're going the wrong way.

Shitty bike!

You sure nobody's home?

Relax, Bjrn the house is ours.

Sweet, huh?

Look at this.

And there's more.

Let's split.

Relax, Bjrn. We gotta divide up the loot.

We've got over 100 smackers.

Too bad we only found 30.

-30?

That only makes ten each.

What the hell does Mulle need

all that money for anyway?

Is somebody there?

Come on, the coast is clear.

You said nobody was home, man!

How was I to know they came home?

We only got ten each.

Holy cow! Ten whole kroners!

Hello, Bjrn.

What a night owl you are.

So, his lordship made it home.

Bjrn, I'm talking to you.

- What?

- Where have you been?

We were just playing ping pong.

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