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Dear Birthe, I'm writing to you again.

Maybe this letter won't reach you.

You'll be home in a week.

But I felt a need to write to you, so...

No!

Good evening, Cyril. No, Leo, do you think you live here?

Yes, at least tonight I do.

I've been released from my wife and children.

I'm not upset about any jokes.

No, that's a joke.

Do me a favour, please.

Go.

Zero.

If you hear what I'm saying. I actually want to be alone.

Cyril, stop taking it so lightly. I can't help it.

No, of course not.

But they're so young.

She was only 17 today.

The youngest patient I've had was only 13 years old.

Totally narcotic.

Of course, it's terrible, but if we start to mix personal feelings into it,

we can just as well commit suicide or get a heart surgery.

Is there anything you can do?

Yes. Pull a couple of bottles up and throw them away.

No.

I don't want anything.

Stop it.

Take a proper Hivort.

You're good at it.

There you go.

Come on.

Get out of the way, Daniel.

Now, listen to a good doctor's advice. Three or four of them will make you much

better. It's hopeless.

It's impossible.

That's why you love me.

So you're implying that I love you.

Yeah, you have a certain sympathy for me.

We have it really bad together.

It's also very good.

There are so few who have it that way, right?

That's right.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Hey,

now you have to be a friend and follow along.

Get down with it. Okay.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

no.

Where the hell is my bag?

I'll just have a look.

What do you say?

What's that?

A massage device.

All uncomfortable women's comfort.

It's the expensive model.

The battery is dead, and then there are three speeds.

Yes, don't cry.

Do you know how many massage devices are sold here in the country?

Well, a small 300,000. No, that's not possible.

No, that's right.

I'm also worried.

You feel almost completely overflown.

Now you just have to see.

Do you know what this is?

No.

No, Leo!

Prince Bilbeer.

Yes, it's written in the announcement.

It can also be used as a cocktail mixer.

It's also written in the announcement.

We know something.

Siv, Siv, you don't follow the cultural development at all.

Look here.

One of Denmark's leading newspapers.

On the front page, the news and the big sensations.

Inside the paper, a lot of cultural material.

Books, film, theater, art.

Two leading articles.

Outstanding chronicles.

Then a couple of pages with sports.

And then here, as the raisin in the end of the bun.

A whole page with ads for porn and sex. Look at this. Books, pictures,

magazines, sex clubs, group sex, massage clinics, everything a heart can desire.

Or maybe not exactly what a heart can desire, but... Unbelievable.

Why? You live in the world's most free-spirited country.

There's no censorship anymore. Everything is allowed.

Have we not been predecessors in other ways? Then we are when it comes to the

sex revolution.

Yes, but that will stay.

The glimmers.

I have more now.

Let's do that too.

There might be some magic there.

No,

it's not good.

It's just being.

Then we'll set the speed.

No, take it away. It's not nice.

Then I should enjoy it.

So I threw the money out of the window.

Thank you.

The fan it is. Did you write it or something?

You... Peter.

Let me be.

Listen to me now.

We're starting to travel again.

It's completely ridiculous to take it that way.

Who is he?

A good friend.

Is he your husband?

No.

Are you going to marry him?

No, God save me.

Yes, I think I'm leaving.

Good night.

Good night.

Shouldn't you introduce us?

If you absolutely want to. This is Dr.

Leo Smit.

And this is my daughter Birthe, who has just come from Sweden.

Your daughter?

Yes.

This is Dr.

Smit. We work at the same hospital.

I'm looking forward to it.

I'm so glad you have a daughter.

You too, daughter.

We're the same age.

We like to eat.

We go to the same school.

Do they know her?

I've met her a few times.

That's funny.

The world is small.

I have to go.

Good night.

Are you still married to Greta's mother? Stop it!

I don't know what's going on, but I'm still married to Greta's mother. And we

have several children. Good night.

It's disgusting.

I don't want to go home.

Yes, come in.

It's about that journal I'd like to borrow.

Oh, yeah.

Okay, here it is.

Thank you.

What's the matter?

Is there something wrong?

No.

Why? Where's that smile?

You're usually smiling.

Come, so me this meal.

I don't think you should say that.

It's my marriage that's at stake.

How well do you know your daughter and my daughter?

Are they friends?

Will she tell Grete the whole thing? You know, I think you're terribly selfish

right now.

I don't think so.

But what do you want to do in my situation?

In your situation?

Yes. And how do you think I feel about it?

What do you mean?

Well, it's my daughter.

A young girl who has lived a protected life at an boarding school in Sweden.

And then she comes home and finds her mother naked in bed with a man. In a

situation that can't be misunderstood.

I can see that it's uncomfortable.

But you're free.

You're unmarried.

You're young, aren't you?

In her eyes, I'm too old.

You remember how it was when you were 16, 17 years old.

No.

When you have adult children, you don't have the right to have a sexual life.

Because it's ugly.

And disgusting.

Didn't you know that?

Say it.

Say it.

Say it.

I would like more.

I'll give you more.

I've always wanted to protect her.

Give her a good education.

I really wanted her to be a completely different person than I am.

Why that?

I don't think she's a good girl.

One of the most beautiful women I've ever met.

That's good.

She is discursive, free-spirited, smart, sexy.

And not afraid to show that you like men.

What do you think that costs?

No, Leo.

She can't be like me.

Yeah,

yeah, yeah.

Thank you.

Beat it beat it

This your first time here?

Ah, not more than your second time, is it?

No, I come here often.

That's funny. I don't remember seeing you here before.

Do you come here often?

Well, I don't know if you call it often. I come here with my cousin, Lisa, the go

-go girl.

I came over here to study.

You know, that's why I'm over here.

That's enough of that. She's my girl.

Help! Help!

Good.

Just a little bit more.

I have a friend's nose in my hat now.

Come on, let go of it, Pjan. It's beautiful.

It's life.

Lisa Would you have to know where those hippies hang out?

Why do you ask?

No reason.

I just like to have the address if you have it.

Are you on the hunt?

On the hunt?

Yeah, for some pot of hashish or some other shit.

Oh, come on. If I were after that, I could easily get at the hospital, don't

you think?

You know, I suppose you're right.

What is it you're after?

After?

Oh, I just want to see their hangout. Snip the atmosphere.

I'm going to be a psychiatrist, you know.

Stefan.

I believe they hang out in the condemned building in Princess Gelda.

But I'm not quite sure.

Can I borrow your car?

Are you going there tonight?

Take a good blow.

What are you afraid of?

It's pure hash.

There's nothing mixed in it.

Try it now.

Then you'll feel great.

Like this.

And then all the way down in the lungs.

In a minute, it'll be all pink.

Then the world of the grown-ups starts to tremble.

War. People.

Money.

18 carats of shit.

I dream about being raped by a monkey.

A big, hostile human monkey.

And it happens in a cellar, where there's water.

A hell of a lot of water.

And it's just boiling all the time.

I didn't think I'd get puked.

Not really.

I hate violence.

I could have thought about getting bitten.

It has to happen in a free nature.

In the morning, perhaps.

And then there will be a dog sitting on a grave, with its tail in the wind, and

a cradle right next to it.

Major! Major!

Major!

You can keep that up.

She's a lesbian.

What are you saying?

Yes, she's a lesbian.

Otherwise, she wouldn't go around with this.

She's not much.

Go to hell, you big American pig, and take your pussy with you.

Now, come on, drink this. Come on, it'll be nice. I hate you.

Stop being so hysterical.

Don't mean it! Don't mean it!

Jesus Christ, be quiet.

Stefan, have you gone mad?

She was getting hysterical.

I'd be hysterical, too, if I were in her place.

No, you don't understand.

I wonder.

I'll say to her that he doesn't harm you anymore.

I haven't tried to harm her. I tried to help.

You certainly take liberties.

First you try to rape her, now you're nosing through her face. I was trying to

help her. I could tell she was going to end up in a mess. Since when the hell

have you become so philanthropic? I'm not philanthropic. I have to maybe be in

love with her. In love? Yes, with the S-Route. At least I know her name.

Have you forgotten that you're a Negro?

But what else is new?

And you really think she'll have you?

Yes, maybe for a night.

Black men are supposed to be well-equipped.

Look, Lisa, I'm in love. Oh, you are?

And suppose you have children that are accepted by no one.

Stefan, one is black, one doesn't have any racial children.

Is that why you've become a lesbian?

I won't have children, neither black nor male.

Well, I happen to think that's a twisted and hysterical point of view.

That's because you're so naive and idealistic.

Who's that?

Your type, perhaps.

I mean, I happen to know the lady. I can fix you up.

But you'll have to promise to keep your hands off the little girl in there.

Do you realize how cruel you are right now?

Excuse me for disturbing you like this, Mrs. Holmes, but I must speak to you.

Yes, if you can make it quick.

Do you know a girl named Vieta S. Ruth?

Has something happened to her?

No. Do you know where she is? Yes. Where is she?

Before I answer that, I'd like to know how well you know her.

She's my daughter.

Your daughter? Yes.

Your real flesh and blood daughter? Yes. Where is she?

What's happened to her?

Nothing's happened to her. Where is she? Relax. She's at my place.

At your apartment? Yes.

Has she been there all night? Yes.

Where are you going? I'm going to get her, of course. Oh, no, you're not.

And why not, may I ask?

Let's talk.

Let's talk about Beata.

What do you know about Beata?

What do you know about her?

Here's a clean towel

Here

put this on

Let's eat now.

And you won't eat?

Yes.

Why do you keep staring at me?

I can understand him. Who?

My cousin Stefan.

He's very much in love with you.

Didn't you know that?

No.

What's wrong? Don't you like him?

Because he's a negro?

No, there's nothing to do with that.

Why then?

He's a kind and intelligent person.

And furthermore, he wants to marry you.

Marry me?

He told me so.

I'm never going to marry him or anyone else. Never.

Why? Because I hate men.

They are so brutal and vulgar.

Have you ever slept with a man?

Never.

And... a woman?

No.

Then what about... her?

Isn't she the one you're really in love with?

Take a really good look.

It's my mother!

I loved her.

But now... I hate her.

I despise her.

Why?

What is it?

Only things of man, man, man.

A woman beats herself and gets photographed.

That's it.

Nothing but a flask. A flask!

Lisa? I think they're something. What are they?

They're some stupid assholes who don't know how to make a shit.

And then there's always life at stake, right? Our only chance to prove we're

crazy.

And then we have the chance to come to the newspaper the day after so they can

see who we are.

Look at him there.

What's going on?

I have a greeting from your mother.

Do you know her?

We work at the same hospital.

Well?

Are you going home tonight?

Why not?

Why should I?

Because she's worrying about you.

I want to make one thing quite clear.

We are peace-loving people, and we have nothing against you. But if our girls

prefer to sleep with strangers instead of us... Then it might happen that we

beat you up.

You've got ten seconds to get back to your table.

Are you threatening us, man?

What the hell? Are you hitting me?

No, it's not working.

You can't get out.

Go to hell!

Have you left your methods in Vietnam?

Have you lost your mind?

Will you kill your brothers and sisters?

He stinks!

He has never washed himself.

That's why he's black.

Maybe he has a little shoe pusher. Maybe he has a little shit.

You're crying. Why?

Because people are so mean and cruel.

I didn't think it was possible.

You mean what happened here tonight?

Yes.

It's nothing.

But we are in Denmark.

It can't happen.

It happens every minute of the day, all over the world.

But how can you be so calm?

It's not being calm. It's just...

Getting used to it.

What happens in this country is nothing.

Why is life so ugly?

Right now, it looks very beautiful.

Beautiful? Why?

Because I love you.

Stefan, don't say that.

I love you.

I never thought I could feel this way.

So, you're a racist too.

You reject me because of my color.

Do you think something happened to Lisa?

Lisa?

Lisa.

I wasn't afraid something might have happened to you.

How did you get away from them? I ran.

I had to come see if you were all right.

What a fool I've been.

Here I've been working side by side with a beautiful woman.

A beautiful, natural woman who loves men.

I can see it in her face.

Who are you talking about?

Vieta's mother.

Where are you going?

Over there.

I'm not wanted here.

No!

You're staying right here.

He will do it. Go to bed with her. Is that what you're trying to say? And what

about it? Have you forgotten what you said about her this afternoon?

Stop it!

I can understand his being sexually attracted to her.

Any man would be.

Perhaps you're too. And so are you.

She's the only one you really want to go to bed with.

That's a lie!

It's a lie!

She's in love with you.

You're crazy.

I never heard anything so sick.

Just imagine if she were lying beside us right now.

Wouldn't that be fantastic?

I'd like to have her.

Wouldn't you?

Instead, she's lying beside Stefan.

I wonder if he's enjoying it.

Just imagine.

You...

Think about her when I kiss you.

Think about her when I kiss you.

Oh, come on. Why do you think she carries that provocative photograph of

you around in her pocketbook?

i wish

You don't understand her.

I love you. I love

you. I love you.

Thank you.

I always get so angry when I see a bridegroom.

Here they come.

Morning. Good morning.

Siv. Your daughter got married today.

With a great guy.

He's a talented, hard-working, talented man.

And by the way, an unusually nice person.

I only have one thing to say about him.

Let's toast and wish them good luck in the future.

I hate myself.

I hate you too.

I've always considered myself to be very tolerant.

But you're right.

He's intelligent and he loves her.

I'm sure he'll do anything to make her happy.

But it's my daughter, and he's a neger.