Original subtitles

It's just that it really, really, really, really hurts.

It's insane.

It starts near my ears and runs all the way down my neck.

There's a throbbing pain in my head and around my temples.

Just one painkiller, please.

Drop it, Stefanie. No way.

Come on, it really hurts. I can hardly move because of the pain.

Come on. Could we remove just a couple of the ashtrays, please?

You're fucking trash. Giving blowjobs for peanuts.

Trash! Shut the fuck up!

Excuse me. - What?

Mind if I join you?

Feel like talking?

Thanks.

The girl is secured.

What's it to you anyway? - Just come on.

HUSH LITTLE BABY

Hi. This is Charlotte Voss. - Hi.

Nadia, go get Barbara for the group meeting.

She says she's not "group".

Tell her she's an addict like the rest of us, and that makes her part of it.

Big Anette says you're an addict like the rest of us, so get in here.

Right, the gang's all here.

Charlotte is moving in with us -

so please show her some consideration.

Everyone's a bit shaky at first. - I cooled down after I was committed.

Why? Are you mental?

What matters is that you're here -

and want to stop using drugs.

Remember, our biannual weekend trip is this Thursday.

It's okay if you want to stay here. Some of the others are too.

Where are you going? - A holiday retreat up north.

I'd love to come. - Great, Charlotte.

The doors are open, but we prefer if you talk to the person in charge -

before going out on the town.

The same goes for taking your own life.

We talk about it first.

This is the kitchen. The fridge, where we keep our food.

The sink and the tap.

Hot water too? - Yup.

We keep a cell phone behind the washer.

Put it in silent mode -

because if Big Anette finds out, she'll be pissed.

Not that one.

Damn, this is so nice. - Take it.

Seriously? Wow. Thanks.

Fuck, it hurts!

I can't eat a thing with this headache.

Won't they give you a pill? - No, even though I'm dying here.

Go buy a pack. - They'll chuck me out.

Then we can eat in peace. Right, Barbara?

And I'll be on the street half an hour later.

That's for you to decide. - If it's that easy, why are you here?

Look, babe, it was either jail or this.

When I've had it with this place, I'm outta here.

Yeah right!

Hello?

You're finished here, if they find out. - Ain't life dangerous?

No 'dones for you tonight? - No, I'm clean.

Why don't you just leave then?

Get a nice apartment and a job at the library sorting books.

You must be dying to get out of here.

Looks like you've tried to check out a couple of times.

If you want to die, do it right.

Don't cut horizontally.

Or is this a "cry for help"? - What do you know?

Fuck...

Fuck, this is nice! - Fuck, look at this.

This is insane.

Oh, look at these cups, how cute. I want to collect those.

Oh, my God!

This is the life. Fucking a!

I want a flat screen in my apartment. - You've got an apartment?

When I'm clean, and Nicklas gets out...

His cousin is a janitor -

and he can get us a nice apartment with a balcony.

Clara can come live with us again. Want to see her?

She's cute.

I want lots of art on the walls like here...

You owe it to the world to become an interior designer.

Don't be like that. Plans are good.

Better hurry up and get clean, huh?

You got any plans, Stef? What do you want to do?

Nothing. - If you could do anything at all?

Nothing. - What do you want to do, Barbara?

If you could do anything. - Want to know what I'd do?

You'll never find out.

As if we give a shit. Fuck off.

There's a fountain on the right -

- with a white cypress next to it.

Right, girls. - I'd like a little less today, Anette.

Just to speed up the process. - No way. It'll only speed you up.

Drink up.

Stef. Here you go, dear.

What are you watching? - Some Greek burial thing.

It's about Greek mythology. - Look at that guy.

He's dead.

It's so fucked up. They give him money for the ride.

Like this. - Why?

Fuck if I know. - To pay Charon the ferryman.

Or else he won't sail him to Hades, and his soul will never rest.

Gee whiz, Barbara!

How the fuck do you know this crap?

Ever heard about school, Stef?

Dinner's served. - It looks delicious. Gee whiz.

Coming?

Have a nice evening. I'll see you all tomorrow.

Want to eat, Barbara, or do you have a date with anorexia?

Fuck, this looks nice. - A chef taught me.

We worked on an oil tycoon's yacht. - Yeah right.

It's true. - Whoops.

I was his escort, but the old fart couldn't get it up.

So I sneaked down to the chef at night, and he'd cook for me -

and fuck me on the kitchen table, of course.

What did the tycoon say? - He was pissed.

I got four new teeth after that trip.

When I took off, I poured nail polish into the radar, so it broke down.

What goes around comes around? Right?

Let's get out of here.

You don't want us to stay cooped up here, do you?

You wanted to come here. - Only to get away.

Oh, come on!

It's just that now we're here -

I'd really like to try the outdoor pool.

Run! - Fuck you, I'll beat you to it.

Aren't you going in?

Give it a try.

If you're worried about the scars, wear a long-sleeved top.

Yeah right, and jeans.

Barbara, you don't see the therapist, you isolate yourself from the group.

You have to open up, if you want us to help you.

Okay?

Fuck, it's hot right here.

Did you just piss? - Yeah.

Gross! You can't do that. - Why not?

Fuck, I'm not going to swim in your piss.

You're leaving? - What do you think?

Where are you going? - What do you care?

Just go on feeling sorry for yourself. Great life you've got!

Nadia! Fuck you.

Hot enough for you, girls?

Come here, and I'll warm you. - Leave those girls alone.

What do you mean?

You're twice their age.

Stop coming on to them. You know what I mean.

Bye.

Fucking faggot. - Yeah, faggot!

He was at least 40. Nasty.

All red in the face, the filthy pig. He came on to us big time.

Didn't you do anything? - No, he just groped us.

You shouldn't put up with that. - Nothing happened, okay?

Something did happen. - No.

Not like when I hooked on the docks. - I remember that.

Suddenly they wanted to go anal, but that wasn't part of the deal.

It hurt like hell, because one of them was hung like a horse.

And then they just dumped me there, so I had to walk all the way home.

Fucking bastards. - I shit my pants on the way home.

I shit my own pants. Fucking pathetic.

I'm going out for cigarettes. - We're coming with you.

We're going to the store. - Be back in half an hour.

Aren't you going with them?

Go on, I'll do that.

Go with the others.

Hi. - Hi.

Who the fuck was that? - The guy from the sauna.

I'll be right back.

Hi. - Hi.

So you were in the sauna today? - I was, actually.

What is it you like about saunas? - I don't think we know each other.

Is it groping young girls?

I don't know what's bugging you... - Bugging me?

That'll teach you!

That took care of that wise-ass. He can't just grope you.

He didn't grope us. - But Stef said...

No, the other guy was an old pig.

What the fuck did you do? - I'll check up on him.

I thought he was the perv.

Is he okay? - No.

He's not breathing, and there's blood all over the place.

Fuck, we're outta here!

Where'd you get those? - I found them.

I'll drive.

Here are the keys.

You're sick! You killed him. - They'll be after us in 15 minutes.

I'm not going to jail. I've got a daughter.

Four months of rehab, and now this! - Shut up!

Stop. - Not on a bridge.

Stop, damn it! - You can't stop on a bridge!

What are you doing?

What's up? - We can't drive around with this.

What the fuck are you doing? - So they can't track us.

Through the GPS?

Big Anette is going to call someone. - It's Friday.

Social Services are closed. Who do you think you are?

The authorities couldn't care less, if four junkies take off.

Charlotte, we didn't do anything. We can just go back.

Go on then. See if you can hitch a fucking ride.

Take your shit. - We can't hitch a ride.

You can't just take the car. - I'm going with you.

Where are you going? - To Fan�.

Why? - None of your business.

Don't be so touchy! - Ego tripper.

Chill out, will you?

Christ, we can't just go back now. - We can do anything we like.

Who are you calling pathetic? You're pathetic. Fuck you.

Charlotte, what's going on?

I can't drive. - Why not?

What's up?

There must be something you want to do.

Doesn't anything mean anything to you?

Want me to drive? - Are we near Fredericia?

No, Nadia. - Why?

Because I'd really like to see Clara.

Fuck, this place smells like shit.

Yuck! What's the deal?

The sticks suck!

Nice, Stef.

How did your daughter end up here? - Well...

Nicklas went to jail not long after we had her.

Then I lost my apartment because of some mix-up with my welfare check.

So we moved in with my mom, but that didn't work out.

She couldn't stand the baby crying all the time, so she threw us out.

Because you sold all her stuff. - The fuck I did!

I sold herjewelry. She never used it. - Then what?

We moved around -

but Social Services were just waiting to take her from me.

Psychos!

But I tricked 'em. - How?

I moved into the park in this nice tent -

I'd stolen from the sports store.

They never put alarms on their stuff. - You lived in a tent with a baby?

Well, they should've given me the apartment I'm entitled to.

So they found you? - Well, they found Clara.

I went to cash in some bottles, and when I came back, she was gone.

They wouldn't let me see her for a whole year.

Hey, stop. - Why?

What are we stopping for, Stef?

Drugs.

She can't get any drugs here. - Stef can get drugs anywhere.

Oh no, she's not going into the car.

Go, go, go! - Did you get any?

Fucking nice, man.

How did you pay for it?

Oh no... Blow.

Fuck, you're nasty. The fat guy or the paki?

Fuck off! Both of them? You're so trashy!

It's baking soda, for fuck's sake.

Oh, my God!

Stef, you loser. Trust you to fall for that.

What's this? - A flight ticket.

I was on my way to Dubai when they busted me. With an Iranian diplomat.

Guess he found out I'm not coming. - 38,000 kroner!

Extra leg space included.

You've been all over the place. - Yeah.

And now you want to go to Fan�? - Yeah.

I'd pick Dubai any day.

Go ahead. - But it's yours.

Been there.

And they'd love you in Dubai.

Dinner's served. - Nice!

I found a nursing home. - You robbed a geriatric center?

The old people were asleep, and the grown-ups were in the smoking room.

No locked doors here in the sticks. - This is Dexophane.

Aren't they throat lozenges? - Yeah, but you just pop 20.

Codeine relieves coughing. Tramadol is for back pain and gall stones.

They're great. Take three.

Better not eat those. They're for hemorrhoids.

What, you're a doctor now? - No, my dad was.

Was? - And Ketogans. They're the best.

I took some suppositories as well. We get over five each.

Oh, my God, Swedes bring a lot of stuff.

Weirdos!

Yuck!

"Please to be telling me the name -

of the pentagonal building in Washington DC."

"The building also is housing the American Ministry of Defense."

What? - A pentagonal house in Washington?

Tour de France?

If you were a dog, you'd have been put down.

Good night. - Good night, Stef.

Turn out the light, or the battery... - Leave it on, or she can't sleep.

Why not?

Some guy at the orphanage abused her, when she was five.

So now she's afraid of the dark. - Still, she could turn out the light.

She decides whether she's afraid of the dark. Right, Charlotte?

I never said that. - So sometimes others are to blame?

Sure, for lots of things.

What's the deal with Fan�?

I lived in a foster home there.

I got to be good friends with the daughter.

How long did you stay there? - For about a year.

Then what? - They split up and couldn't keep me.

Typical. - That was the best time of my life.

Not a care in the world, you know? - No.

Oh, come on. You must've been carefree at some point.

No.

Maybe right now.

Hey, stop. - Why?

What are you doing? - Just wait.

There's something seriously wrong with that girl.

Go, go, go, for fuck's sake! - You're so immature, Stef.

Fuck, these clothes suck!

Nadia, that's Fredericia down there. - I know. I'm not stupid.

Can't we go look at the water? - No, you can't stop on a bridge.

Says who?

Why can't we come? - I can't bring a Volvo full of junkies.

Why not? - Drop it, Stef.

I'll be back for you soon.

What the fuck are we going to do here? I hate the fucking sticks.

This is it. - Nice.

Her name's Jette? - Yes.

Okay, I'll go talk to her.

No pills, Nadia. - Just to take off the edge.

I haven't seen her in ages.

I thought you wanted her back. - Yes...

Isn't that what you want? - Yes, for fuck's sake.

So don't go in there high as a kite. Okay?

Okay.

Hi. - Hello. Charlotte Voss.

Jette. - I don't think we've met.

I'm with the rehabilitation center, and we're on our biannual trip.

I'm sure Nadia told you about it. - I think so.

We try to visit family on our way back -

and Nadia would like to see Clara.

Feel free to decline, as we haven't notified you beforehand.

For how long? We've got visitors. - Just 15 minutes.

Will you be there?

I'll be present throughout the visit.

Okay. Hang on.

Hi, Clara.

Hi, Clara. Come here, sweetie.

I've missed you so much, pumpkin. Did you miss me?

It's great to see you. - See you in 15 minutes.

So long.

Let's go to the playground, just you and me.

She loves the playground down the road.

Give me some time alone with her, Charlotte.

Is that wise? - I never get to be alone with her.

Please. Just for ten minutes. - Okay.

Thanks. It means a lot to me. - I'll go get the others.

Say bye-bye. - Bye-bye.

Let's go and play at the playground, sweetie.

Mommie's got a present for you.

No... Hold this, okay?

I got something...

Look what Mommie got you, sweetie. Look.

Want me to clip it on?

Want Mommie to do it? - Yes.

Here. - There?

I can't. You do it.

Want to go on the seesaw?

Isn't this fun? - Yes.

What are you doing? - I need to pee.

Not here. - The dead don't give a shit.

Not here, Charlotte. She's just a little girl.

Where then? - There.

"Ivan Hansen, bricklayer". I bet he was a son of a bitch.

"In loving memory"...Who decides what goes on your headstone?

Your next of kin. Your family.

And if you don't have any? - I dunno.

I bet it's the fucking Social Services.

What would you like on your stone?

Everyone writes peace or something. "Rest in peace".

Or maybe just "fuck off".

How about you, Barbara? - Nothing. I want an unmarked grave.

What about you? - You'll think of something brilliant.

Mommie just needs to sit for a while.

Mommie's just a little tired. - Mommie...

Mommie.

Mommie.

Fuck! Nadia, that idiot!

What are you doing?

Fuck!

What's wrong, Charlotte?

What's wrong with you? - Stef, drive the car round back.

What are we doing here? - Nadia needs to sleep. I need a bath.

What can I do for you?

Do you have a couple of rooms? We're having a hen party.

Of course.

Room 2 and 15. Could I have...

Are you on duty all night?

Yes, I am. - In case we get a craving later.

Yes.

We'll be right down with a credit card.

Want to come eat, Stef? - No.

Crap!

You shouldn't have popped the pills. - Well, I didn't.

Sure you did. - Charlotte just makes me so jumpy.

She's a hard act to follow. - Sure.

And that bitch Jette! She wouldn't even let me see my own daughter.

What did I ever do to her? - Clara almost fell off the seesaw.

The hell she did. Think I can't look after my own kid?

You're a fucked-up, shitty mom. You had to go and get high.

Stef, don't.

Stef. - Shut up!

Yes, it's fine.

Thanks. - Are you ready to order?

Just the soup for me, please.

No, two five-course menus with the wine menu, please.

We don't have any money. - Just shut up and enjoy it.

Cheers.

Stef...

Don't.

Stef... - Shut up!

Poor baby.

I worked as a model in New York. Damn, there were mountains of coke.

Why did you go back home?

I guess I'd had enough.

Let's talk about you.

So they got divorced.

My mom moved out.

Once I thought she'd come back -

but she only came to clean.

She came twice a week to clean the house and iron my dad's shirts.

Then what happened? - Nothing.

Something must have gone wrong. - No.

How much? - What? How much do we weigh?

I was talking to your friend. What's your name?

Barbara, tell him to get lost. - Think we could work something out?

I don't bite.

Barbara... Barbara.

Come here, babe.

I can help you.

Can't two women sit and talk without being hookers?

I can tell you're used to getting paid. Anyway, it was your friend I was after.

In your dreams.

Then I'll just have to settle -

for you.

I won't even hold your hand for that.

You're not my type, anyway.

Stop it.

What happened?

Nothing. He was just sorry for what happened.

Oh, come on. - He was.

He was so sorry that he offered us a drink.

So... Claus Bundesen. This one is on you.

He'll gladly pay for our dinner and the rooms as well.

Bastard!

Thanks for helping me. - Yeah well, at least I didn't kill him.

That guy in the parking lot wasn't dead.

You said he wasn't breathing. - I lied.

Why? - We wouldn't be here otherwise.

And you're glad we're here?

Tell me. Who did it to you?

What? - Come on. Who?

My teacher.

Okay.

Tell me.

I had extra lessons, and...

I don't know. Itjust started.

In his double bed.

Always on top of the bedspread, as if...

In case someone came.

He wanted me to wear dresses.

White, with knee-high stockings.

He always did it from behind.

I was 11 when he began.

You never told anyone? - Who?

Your mom or your dad.

So what's your plan? To whack the guy?

We can do that. No problem.

No, we can't.

Then let go of him.

He's taken enough of your life. Don't let him control the rest.

Let's have a refill.

What are you doing, Stef?

That stuff you said earlier... - Don't worry about it.

You're right. I am a fucked-up, shitty mom.

No, you're not. You'll get Clara back, when you and Nicklas get a place.

You know that won't happen.

He's always in the fucking joint.

And when they finally let him out, he fucks everything up again.

So tell him to go fuck himself. - Yeah...

You really mean that?

Yes.

If only I had a cell phone.

I found one.

I'm fucking doing it then.

Charlotte?

Are you okay?

Is anything wrong?

No, everything's fine. Just fine.

Are you ill?

As a matter of fact, I am.

It's called multiple... - Sclerosis.

Do you know everything, or what? - My dad was a doctor, remember?

Are you dying? - Yes, some day.

How long have you got left? - I don't know.

They say you lose your eyesight first. I'm not fucking waiting for that.

What do you mean?

I was committed because I tried to jump off a roof.

No way am I going to go blind. Can you picture me blind?

But you didn't jump. Why not?

I don't know.

Was it a "cry for help"?

Yeah, help push me off. - You don't mean that.

What about Fan�? You said you wanted to go back there.

Why?

I just want to say goodbye to someone.

I know she isn't there anymore. She moved away over 15 years ago.

She's probably married.

What made her special?

She held me.

Fuck, that sounds pathetic. - No. It sounds nice.

People do go blind, you know.

Not me. I won't be able to see what's going on.

I could help you.

How? You gonna be my guide dog? - Sure.

Woof!

It won't go away.

It never will.

Want me to help you?

Want us to track him down?

That's been your plan all along, right?

Where the hell is Nadia?

She had to do something. What now?

We're going to talk to an old friend of Barbara's.

Where the hell is she going?

Stop!

You can'tjust take the car!

I talked to Nicklas... - You're not going back to him?

But he got that apartment... - Nadia, get a grip!

You guys take a cab, okay? - Fuck you, you fat whore!

So what are we going to do?

We don't know yet.

We'll see.

This is fine.

Sure this is it? - Yeah.

Coming? - Maybe we'd better not.

No, we're here now, and we're going in.

Does he have a dog? - No.

Married? - Yes.

They always kept the key there.

What about the shotgun? - Bring it.

Creepy.

Fuck, man! Barbara!

Barbara!

Barbara, for fuck's sake! Barbara. - What's going...

Barbara, is that you? Why are you doing this?

Who's this with you? Who is she? - Shut up, and tell us where he is.

Who? - Your husband, the son of a bitch.

Barbara, what is going on? Untie me.

Tell us where he is. - He's not here.

Why not? - He's dead. Isn't he, Barbara?

That's your mother, isn't it?

Your dad did it to you.

What is she talking about, Barbara?

Your husband abused your daughter.

Why is she saying that? - You knew.

Stop this nonsense, Barbara. - You knew all along.

Stop this nonsense. Untie me, and we'll call for help.

That afternoon you left and came back for something, remember?

You looked me straight in the eye while he did it.

And then you took off two weeks later and left me alone with him.

Darling, your father wanted the divorce.

He forced me to move.

Why didn't you protect me? Why didn't you protect me?

I didn't know.

Yes, you did. - You're ill, Barbara, dear.

Tell her the truth. Did you know about it?

Did you?

Barbara...

Make her stop. - Afraid of dying?

I promise... - What?

To tell your daughter it wasn't her fault? That you let her down?

Hear that, Barbara?

I'm sorry, Barbara.

I'm sorry, Barbara. - Does that help?

Do you want her to die? Would that help?

Then let her go, and move on.

Yes.

Yes.

Come on, Stef.

Barbara!

I'm sorry, Barbara.

I'm sorry, baby.

Goodbye, Mom.

Come on. We'll take my mom's car.

Look, all my mom's old tapes.

Old crap. But I like them.

Soon the sun will rise again

The moon's accordion scream

Slowly fades away

From here where we stand we can look around

In all directions

Look! - What?

My hands are completely still. They aren't shaking.

I haven't felt this good since I was 12. I have to do something.

But what?

Here, go take a look around.

I won't be needing it.

Stef... Stef, look.

She's sleeping.

This is beautiful. It's a shame you can't stop on a bridge.

That's for us to decide.

Barbara. - Yes.

How long have I been asleep? - An hour or so.

Where's Charlotte?

She went to Fan�.

I guess we'd better be moving on.

Yes.

Everything's peaceful now

And soon

The sun will rise again

The moon's accordion scream

Slowly fades away

From here where we stand

We can look around

In all directions

It moves

When we walk

It changes

All the time

We've been talking almost all night

Here and there

We came to a halt

All around us

People are sleeping

I don't really know

Where we're to go