Zappa Page #4

so please start packing up.

Mulle and Bjrn, you clean up.

Open the windows.

So......

Such good boys.

Beat it. You're not supposed

to be here during recess.

Relax, Mulle.

I said beat it!

You did?

Yes, I did.

Up here I'm in charge, get it!

Sh*t!

Close the windows!

Come here, Gogge.

Maybe he's stuck....Gogge!

- You let him out!

- Me?

- I know it was you!

- I have no idea where...

- You're lying! I can see it

I don't know anything about it!

Do I, Bjrn?

What. . . I don't know.

Gogge? Gogge?

Move! He's back there!

No, Sten! Sten!

Mulle!

Is it fun?

Singing in the choir, I mean.

Mulle is crazy.

What do you mean?

You saw how he went berserk in the hallway.

Wasn't that because his bird got killed?

- How should I know?

-You were there when it happened!

I had my back turned.

It was between them, anyway.

- What are you and Sten up to?

-Nothing.

You've been so strange lately.

- Did you do your math?

- You're not gonna copy it.

Bjrn, can't you see it's no good?

I've had enough.

Of what?

Of you. It's all over.

- Is Mulle home?

- I think he's asleep.

Already?

Yes, it looks like it.

That's Berit.

Let's go.

I say, isn't that Bjrn?

Aren't you going to say hello?

Do you realize what time it is?

Mom.. . .

Were you at the youth center?

No, we were at Sten's dad.

Sten's dad?

Yes, he's moved out.

Are they divorced?

I was there with Sten

and some guys called Folke and Asger.

I must say, I didn't expect that.

That nice man.

- Does he live alone now?

- Nobody was at home.

Too bad.

It's always best to call in advance.

Will you carry the milk and sugar?

I'm sorry to have to tell you this, Mulle,

but the way things have developed,

you realize we can't have you

here in this school.

Not only because

of what happened in the hallway,

but also because your schoolwork

has gone downhill recently.

Have you discussed this at home?

Anyway, Mulle...

I think you'll be glad in the long run.

Right?

Zappa. .

Yeah, Zappa!

Sten!

Sten!

- We're going over to the store.

We need some booze for New Years.

You eat too much mustard!

You're coming for New Years, aren't you?

It'll just be the four of us.

Maybe some of Asger's chicks.

A box of matches.

Excuse me.

- A box of matches.

That's a large bill.

Don't you have anything smaller?

I can't change that.

Perhaps my wife's purse...

It doesn't matter.

I don't need those matches.

Don't go over there!

This is Berit.

Is this Berit?

Yes. Who am I speaking with?

How are you, Berit?

Can't you tell who this is?

What's the meaning of this?

Yes, hello.

Hallo. Is Berit at home?

Come on, go in and show it to him.

What time is it?

Half past ten.

-Aren't you drunk yet?

-Not yet..

You wanna see a model of your father?

I've seen him. Ole's got one too.

Are you going to set off fireworks at twelve?

Of course.

- Can I borrow your sparklers?

- What for?

- To light them.

- In bed?

Only one.

That's it.

One for eleven and one for twelve.

I said one.

- Bjrn, phone.

- Who is it?

Who do you think?

Tell him I'm not home.

On New Year's Eve?

Hello?

Hello?

Where the hell are you, man?

We've got guests.

Bullshit. You're here in five minutes.

- This is a bad time.

- We've got lots of booze.

We're in this together, right?

You can't pull out.

Can you, Bjrn?

Are Folke and Asger there too?

Those idiots went to go get some chicks.

Darn, Bjrn. You gotta come.

It's no fun without you.

- I don't know.

- You're coming, got it?

We're in this together, Bjrn.

You're coming, Bjrn!

Hello?

Is that you, Sten?

- Who did you expect?

- Yeah. It's Dad.

Some idiot keeps calling

and asking for Berit.

At one point we thought...it was you.

Why would I do a thing like that?

Right. Why would you? It was just...

Well, I'll hang up now.

Happy New Year.

Bjrn!

Bjrn!

Happy New Year!

Nice of you to come, Bjrn.

Shall I make you a drink?

Sten......

What do you say? We've got lots of gin.

Sten, I've thought things over.

Let's call it quits.

You want lime in it?

Darn, Sten I'm not into this anymore!

Gin and lime it is.

You want ice?

A**hole!

A**hole!

Sten!

Sten, for Christ's sake!

This is crazy!

Sten, for Christ's sake

I guess I took two.

Did you hurt yourself?

Are you crying?

Why are you crying?

You wanna see the fireworks?

It's almost twelve.

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