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Finally, it's summer.

I'm thinking about a few things I should not think about, maybe.

After all, I'm only 16 years old,

although I'll be 17 soon.

Sometimes I don't recognize myself.

Mom regrets the little and kind boy that she could analyze so well.

But it's normal to want to keep certain things for oneself.

Everybody does that.

What do you do when you spend all those hours alone in your room?

- I think. - How wise.

Why don't you listen to Madonna's albums anymore?

You won't believe it, but I miss that.

To be a teenager is difficult.

Don't speak with your mouth full.

The king has spoken. One must not speak with a full mouth.

My diplomas should allow me to help a reserved and uncommunicative son.

We're asking you because we love you.

Are you on drugs? Did you kill anyone? Are you a terrorist?

Are you in love?

You don't understand anything.

- I only want to help you. - Perfect.

In love! As soon as one becomes 13, they take out their psychology books.

But they don't work for everyone.

There's always someone who doesn't match any category.

Someone who's between two worlds, between two ages.

Hello, Sebastian.

I didn't see you arrive.

Ulf!

What are you going to do? I got bored to death.

- So, what shall we do? - Go for a walk?

- What do you mean? - Let's go around a little.

Show us how you walk.

What if this is the last summer...

...that we'll spend together?

With Lisbeth it's already over. Maybe Ulf will also disappear.

The express train to Oslo will pass along track 1.

Money. money. Problem number 1.

We'll have to sell our bodies.

What?

I gotta go.

I'm coming with you.

- You look weird. - How, "weird"?

As if you weren't really there.

You may be right.

Mom thinks I am a case.

A psychiatric case.

- You have a black stain on the nose. - Where?

- Has it gone away? - Not completely.

- Let go of me! - No way, I'm holding you!

Everyone will think we're gay.

I have had enough of the jokes about the homosexuals. They make me sick.

- Were you going home? - Not really.

I should babysit the little ones. My mother has to go out.

Last night my father came home dead drunk. He almost broke down the door.

- What happened? - You could not understand.

Soon, I will be strong enough to return him every stroke.

- I'm coming home with you. - Are you sure you wanna do it?

Of course.

I have had enough of being broke all the time.

Don't let yourself down, Ulf.

You will manage to do anything you want.

You're my best friend, Sebastian.

I have an idea. Let's go for a robbery.

- What? - A robbery. At the supermarket.

The supermarket? It's right in front of the police station!

Then, let's find something better to do!

- My little baby. - Ulf!

- Mom is angry. - And you went out to look for me?

Dad phoned and mom went angry.

- You cannot come. - I understand.

See you.

- Thank you. - What for?

For the lovely day.

Maybe we should really commit a robbery.

That way, the cops would bring us back home...

...and they would finally understand that I'm not a kind, little boy anymore.

- Why that strange look? - I have no strange look.

- Is it because of a girl? - No. There is no girl.

Things will be alright.

"Things will be alright". How many times have I heard you say that?

We've known each other for 18 years. That makes about 100.000 times.

You'll make me crazy.

Things will be alright.

- Sebastian, we should speak seriously once. - Should we?

No one but the two of us. On a neutral ground.

- Your face is dirty. - Mind your own business.

Once, we could speak of everything.

I don't want you to know all about me anymore.

We like honesty in this house. That's all.

They make the best cakes in town. Do you feel at ease?

I must go to the toilet.

Sebastian?

What the...

Sebastian?

But what's wrong with him?

- What? - Where were you?

And you, where were you? I've waited for you for ten minutes.

- You're silly! - Maybe.

- Do you need anything? - No, not really.

Will life always be like this?

Why do I always ruin everything?

Why couldn't I keep being in love with Lisbeth?

What was wrong with that?

Why am I afraid to show who I am?

Why do I have to hide?

What am I afraid of?

It could begin any moment.

They're going to start nagging. Nag nag.

Come on, begin. Otherwise it'll be a boring dinner.

- Why are you sitting like that, Sebastian? - I have no brains.

- Seriously. - I have none.

Do you cry in your room?

Leave me alone!

- What's wrong? - Nothing is wrong!

Of course something is! That is so obvious.

We want you to tell us yourself.

I'm not sick. And you aren't at work, here.

Why don't you bring...

I didn't know that you were so stupid!

It's Monday...

You've said that.

I have to go.

Ulf, I have something to ask you.

- No, forget it. - I'll come home with you.

- Would you? - Yes.

- But my parents are there. - So what? Let's go.

Do I look alright?

- What a terrific boy! - Stop acting so silly!

Okay, forgive me.

He is everything but terrific.

- I would be delighted to make his acquaintance. - There's something very wrong with you.

- Your parents are terrific. - You met them 10 seconds ago.

- I can feel these kinds of things. - Not again!

- What you do mean? - People feel too many things.

What you do you mean by that?

Your room is nice.

The music is cool.

Shall we make some waffles?

How dumb!

Yes.

I'm going to the movies with Torbj�rn and after that we'll go to drink something.

- Your mother is beautiful. - What do you mean!

Yes, she's pretty.

You don't imagine how irritating she can be.

- Sometimes you don't like me at all. - Sorry. I don't know what happened to me.

It has nothing to do with you.

Here.

I used to have the same car. It got lost during a removal.

That one... that one...

Finally, Evelyn! You look awful.

My cousin left it here.

- Shall we put on some makeup? - What have you said?

- Shall we make up our eyes? - I understood. But why?

Why not? Just for fun.

- I don't have any makeup. - Your mother must as well have some!

Okay.

- Have you ever done that? - No. Well, once, a very long time ago.

- What should I do? - Put it there, in your eye, I think.

- In the eye? - Yes... no. Just beneath.

Then you do the same above.

- I'll never make it. - I am going to help you.

- Turn around. - What?

Come here.

- Don't move your eyes. Let me work. - My life is in your hands.

- I can't. - What's up?

I am... full.

Oh yes, because of the waffles.

I'll try it myself.

- It's a se... - Secret.

- Why don't we go out? - Are you crazy? To this dark hole?

Sure! Here people don't know what is cool. An earring already seems shocking to them.

All rock stars make up.

But they're rock stars,

and they don't live here. We're plain youngsters.

- Be patient! - Sorry.

- It'll be terrific. - Of course.

Here, you can watch now.

Fantastic.

Don't peep.

- It's ticklish. - Don't move.

You can watch.

What animal does that represent?

You got so serious all of a sudden.

I must go. I was supposed to leave a long time ago.

I should look after the kids.

You always have to look after them. One would say that they're yours.

They are also mine.

Don't be angry.

I didn't mean it...

We could play billiards in the cellar. Or watch a video.

You can also sleep here, if you want.

Inga has a sore throat and my mother has to work.

Stay with me.

- Sebastian here. - Aren't you coming?

- I'm not... - Everybody is there.

- Where? - At the station, of course.

One last thing: if you do it, we won't be buddies anymore.

- Do what? - Ulf and you.

- Did Ulf tell you? - Yes. And we don't like it.

Is Ulf over there? What did he say?

- He's bragging about it. - What?

He told in detail how you two will do it.

- What? - Have you gone crazy?

- You're acting strange. - I feel strange. What's Ulf saying?

- He doesn't stop chattering. - But, how is he?

As usual. He is a little strange. Do you want to speak to him?

No.

- He says you'll put on some wigs. - Wigs?

For the robbery.

I must think of something quick.

As quick and logical as possible.

Shit, what happened here?

It looks like a battlefield. Is your dear buddy a delinquent?

He isn't my dear buddy!

I am so sick that I can't even move my toes.

- What's wrong, Sebastian? - Nothing, really.

Of course not.

We had a little fun.

Sit down.

- And then we made some waffles. - We noticed.

- And then we had a bath. - We noticed that too.

Are you attracted to boys?

I made myself ridiculous with Ulf. I can't go out anymore.

Are you going to spend the rest of your days here?

So, are you...

I think so.

- Are you going to throw me out? - You watch too many films.

- What do you think of it? - I'm not enthusiastic about it.

- Why didn't you tell us? - What was I supposed to say?

I'm pretty confused. I want to know what you think of it.

I...

You are still you...

- What you do think of me? - We aren't used to...

Well, I'm used to.

I don't know what to say.

That summarizes it all.

What do you do want me to say?

Should I play the most understanding one?

Of course not. It's just... It is not a problem.

It is...

...not a problem.

It is... fantastic.

It's what I wanted to say.

Then, say it!

It doesn't matter. If he is like that, he is like that.

- You don't have to cry. - I'm not crying.

- You are. - No.

- Good, okay. - I never cry.

Are we going to celebrate?

Yes, we have to celebrate.

- They kind of bombed the kitchen! - We'll celebrate while cleaning up.

So, that's it. I'm gay.

A lot of people are gay. That's what I've heard, at least.

Damn it!

Is someone gay only because they kissed their best friend?

It just happened, that's all.

Hello Lisa. Where is Ulf?

Where's Ulf?

It's delicious.

- I'm really sorry. - Forget it.

- I don't know what happened to me. - What are you talking about?

- Do you want me to leave? - Don't be ridiculous.

- Did you go out last night? - Yes, my mother didn't work.

What about the robbery?

I invented that to have something to talk about.

Shall we join the others?

- Lisbeth and Jan are at work. - And Linda?

- She never goes out alone. - Sometimes, she's really weird.

- She's a little nervous, that's all. - How do you know?

- She told me. - Only you?

Yes.

- When? - I don't remember.

We spent a lot of time together.

- Where? - Around.

- Do you want me to leave? - No, why?

My eyes were red and swollen, yesterday. Mom thought that I was sick.

- What did you tell her? - I couldn't tell her of the makeup.

so, I said I had smoked a joint.

I have to go. I have to do my mother's job again.

- I can help you, if you want. - Would you?

Yes, if you please.

Don't you think that...

What should I think?

At home it's always messy. I'm the one who cleans up.

The little ones need me.

School is like a holiday for me.

I never know what awaits for me at home,

if mom will be lying on the couch while the little ones are left alone,

or even if she'll be there at all.

What about your father?

I don't want anything from him.

I don't want to see him.

- Why? - I am afraid to become like him.

But that will never happen. Are you gay?

- What? - You heard me well.

- Why do you say that? - You kissed me on the lips.

Are you?

I don't think so. Even if I slept with a buddy, once.

What? But... when? With whom?

Where I used to live. But I don't think that it's my thing.

Enough now. Answer me.

Yes, sorry.

Stop apologizing all the time. You didn't do anything wrong.

Didn�t I?

You don't know how much I can bear...

Are you homosexual?

I don't know. I think so.

You'll account for that!

- Promise you won't say anything. - Stop it! Of course I won't.

We're friends, aren't we?

Say bye-bye to Sebastian.

Bye-bye, Sebastian.

You're privileged. She doesn't treat everyone like that.

- I want to look after her one evening. - Seriously?

- Of course. - I'll remember it.

Bye!

Now you'll go to bed.

Yes. You have to.

You have to lie down,

otherwise, I am going to cry.

- Do you feel better? - Yes, I feel better.

Little girls should be sleeping a lot.

To grow big and strong, one has to sleep and eat a lot.

- It's what one does. - Except tonight, hey?

- How many hours must one sleep? - At least 10 hours per night.

- So many? - Yes.

Will you go to bed, now?

What if I put on a little play?

Okay, but you'll sit on the couch and watch.

The wolf ran to the grandmother's house. He knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" "Little Red Riding Hood. I brought you a cake and some wine".

"Pull the string and the door will open up".

The wolf entered and swallowed the grandmother in a gulp.

He wore her nightgown and her cap, and lay in her bed.

Right then, Little Red Riding Hood arrived at her grandmother's.

"Hello!" - she called, but no one answered.

She entered the room. Her grandmother was lying there.

"You have big ears!"

"To hear you better, my child."

"You have big hands!" "To hug you better, my child."

"And you have a big mouth!" "To eat you better!"

No, I don't want that!

- Did I scare you? - Mom...

Go, my little girls...

Hello, Lisbeth.

What an idiot!

- Is it so serious? - He's mean.

Sebastian the Kind?

- He told us a bad story. - He ate Little Red Riding Hood.

- Should I tell you another story? - Yes.

Her naked feet were blue with cold.

She walked, starved and chilled...

You're always there when I need you.

- Aren't you there for me? - No, not for you.

- You think too much, Sebastian. - I like to think.

- That can also be frightening. - Yes...

My father's last words were:

"Dream as much as you want, but keep your feet on earth."

- Does it still hurt? - A bit.

- Where is Ulf? - He went to the cinema.

- Alone? - I don't know.

I've had enough.

- Hello boys. - It's Lisbeth's birthday.

- Can we offer you a coke? - Yes. But let's hurry up.

What a day!

Girls are nice to look at.

But boys are too.

One doesn't have to be a girl to think that, do they?

And then, gay, hetero...

What do such words mean, after all?

Why me? Why not Ulf? Or Janne?

Ulf is half homosexual.

I don't really need him. Not even for a shitty robbery.

Hello, you!

Do you have a cigarette?

Where did we meet?

At the disco!

Come here, baby.

Don't you have a few minutes for me?

My little pal.

- What did they do to you? - Who are you?

Why are you so nervous?

Go away!

Do you have a cent? Listen to me!

You could be my son.

Shit, what am I doing here?

What do I really want?

I know who I am for certain.

In your eyes, I see...

In your hand, I see...

I see...

Sebastian?

You shouted.

Gee, you're soaked.

- Was it so bad? - Yes.

Will you be able to sleep?

Then, we'll speak tomorrow.

My little boy.

Your good and normal family needs you.

Sometimes things seem too certain and too beautiful, don't they?

But you know that everything I do is good.

Yes, maybe...

Shortly I'll go to live by myself. Be prepared for that.

You're growing, my boy.

Some of my friends have more problems than I do

- and they got tougher. - But you got more aware.

We didn't want you to face life all alone.

Yet, to discover life is a good thing.

Are you sure that it's worth while?

It's difficult to say what life is, madam.

But don't you ever think that you overprotected your son a bit too much?

- Overprotected? - Even with the best intentions.

Are you sure that things are so difficult for him?

I must go to the toilet.

Mom?

It was my turn.

You can't control certain things.

Love, for example.

It's not eternal, is it?

I am who I am, and I'm happy with that.

I think.

Lisbeth has come to see you.

Do you want some coffee or tea?

It's easier to talk here than on the phone.

Can I come in?

You're already in. Put off your jacket.

Take it easy!

I'll do my best.

- Do you want a coke? - Yes, thank you.

Take it easy.

I didn't say anything.

- Who took my coke? - Your father.

Take it easy.

I'm trying. Give her a glass of milk. That will do her good.

My foolish husband finished the coke. Do you want a glass of milk?

Skimmed milk?

I can say what I want to anyone I want.

I'd like a glass of skimmed milk, please.

So, how are you?

I may seem a little strange, but I am not totally myself today.

Your mother is very nice.

Come on...

She's a little nervous today.

- Where were you Friday evening? - At the station. You didn't come...

I dined at my grandmother's.

I didn't know that she lived here, in this city.

She isn't my real grandmother,

and we didn't actually dine.

Your head is in the clouds.

You're hiding a secret. Look at me.

- Do you think I'm stupid? - On the contrary.

Why did you come here?

I wanted to tell you that I understand more things than you can imagine.

I already suspected it, but now I think I know.

You can trust me, Sebastian.

- Jan saw you. - Where?

Jan saw you by the station,

when you ran away all of a sudden.

What happened?

It was just a sort of test.

Why did I ever go over there...

What did you need to prove, Sebastian?

Not to be quite like the others.

- No one has to know. - What?

- No one. I'd rather die. - No.

Yes.

Would it be a disaster if someone knew you're gay?

What? What am I?

Isn't it what you meant by "not like the others"?

Maybe.

But what you do think about the stupid clothes I wore?

That was a momentary thing.

A test, as you said.

You're not the only one, Sebastian.

I didn't see anybody else.

A physician at the hospital, the goalkeeper of the soccer team.

And between twenty and thirty students at the high school.

I am in love with Ulf.

Me too.

Everyone is in love with Ulf.

- I have a hair in my throat. - Open your mouth.

Sebastian.

Is anything wrong, Sebastian?

What happened?

You opened the door!

I did.

- You opened the door of my room! - Exactly.

- It is my room. - It's in my house.

Did you smoke hashish?

I don't understand anything anymore.

- There was a hair in my throat. - It was one of my hairs.

I really don't understand anything anymore.

You cannot fool your friends.

True friends understand you.

We don't find that strange or wrong.

Don't worry.

- I found a job for the holidays. - Did you?

I am going to work like a slave at the bus station for a month.

I want to try and find a job too.

- I'm leaving with Linda. - I know. Lisbeth told me.

In August we should do something together.

Who?

You and I. Something friendly.

- A little journey. - Okay.

That's for you.

Thank you.

If tomorrow it's sunny, we could meet with the buddies at the beach.

We can ask them at once. The three of them are coming.

Yes, here they are.

Now everybody knows.

I feel well.

Finally I dare.

Now, the real life is going to begin.

# English translation: lyliakar #