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I'm not from here.

You can tell, if you look close enough.

Time's running out.

I will soon disappear.

You shouldn't give up but I can't take it any more.

Work. Earn money.

Which you need to buy stuff...

...to dull the numbness ... ... of work.

Of waiting.

- What's happened to you? - I tripped.

Tripped?

I'm going to cook. Do you want some?

Here you go!

Cheers.

Yes, but I at least don't want anyone right now.

I can't stand the thought of it. I don't see the point at all.

I want someone who smells good.

Like sweat and dick?

- Why not? That's nice. - Want some dessert?

- Do you? - Maybe.

''Maybe''... You can never say yes or no.

- Here you are, my darling. - Thank you, Lea.

Thank you, Sebastian.

Hello! Snap, snap! Look at me!

You're with me here, now. I don't like it when you zone out and stare like that.

You're upset. What's up?

Don't know.

You're such a dreamer. It's disgusting.

- No. - ''No...''

Look, you have no sense of reality whatsoever.

Yes, I think I do.

- Eh? I can't hear a word you're saying. - You don't listen.

''I whisper.''

''Maybe a man will come along... and place his ear to my mouth.''

''I'm a little girl. With posters of ponies on my wall.''

- Are you serious? - It sounds like an advert.

What you need is a good fuck.

In the darkness, amongst the shadows...

...is where I'm free.

Is where I can breathe.

Wherever.

Spit at me, hit me.

Piss in my mouth if it'll make you love me.

Cuddle me for just a few hours.

Lie and tell me everything will be alright.

- Hey! Hey! What are you doing? - Chill, man.

Are you OK?

What are you beating him up for?

- Here. - Thanks.

Hey, sweetie, what have you done now?

Lea!

I'm in love.

It sucks. I don't know what to do.

She's on her way over.

- What the fuck, Lea! - I've not done anything!

Give it to me.

You need a shower, Lea.

- No. - Yes. Get in the shower!

- No. - Yes. She's on her way here!

And I'll have to tidy up this shit hole before she gets here.

- I hadn't finished that. - I don't care. Get into the shower!

I want to be Ellie.

It's going to be nice this weekend, they say.

I'm going to the races. Want to join me?

Want to come to the races with me?

You'd enjoy it.

The tension, the horses, nice weather...

What do you say, Sebastian?

Here.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Do you remember me?

What are you doing here?

- I'm Andreas. - Sebastian.

Hi, Sebastian. Nice to meet you.

- What are you up to now? - I want to keep on partying.

- I've got to get hold of some beer. - I can get some.

How?

- Leave it to me. - To you? Sounds good.

Come on then.

Fucking hooligans!

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Do you know tango?

- So this is my place. - It's nice.

- Cheese or salami? - Cheese, thanks.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

Tada!

- What? - Nothing.

What's the time?

Fuck, it's 5.50!

You can sleep here if you want.

- Good night. - Good night.

How beautiful. He pisses, looks you in the eye, then throws up.

What a catch! It makes the romantic in me all worked up and hot!

I mean...I've got a feeling...

I don't know him at all yet. But...

...it feels somehow as if...

...as if we belong together. I feel it, really strongly.

Just be careful, Sebastian.

-Hello? -How's things?

Yeah, fine thanks. You?

Dunno, just bored.

Do you want some champagne?

Fuck, Sebastian, I want to do something really fucking crazy.

I have an idea.

You'll be a bait .

Dress up and meet me in Old Town at 6.30.

Sure, I won't back out.

How should I act?

Cheers!

Want to come back to my place?

Nice.

- You like lemons, do you? - Sure.

- What do you like? - I've got more of a sweet tooth.

Do you like to be tied up?

I've got an idea. Don't move.

You're sick!

Thirsty?

Yes!

What the hell are you doing?

Cigarette? Oh! Look.

What a beautiful night.

- What if we've got ticks? - Check then.

- What? - Check then.

They like it there.

Is this OK?

Lie down.

Turn round.

-Do you want to go swimming? -Yes.

Come on, I want to show you something.

Hi, it's Sebastian.

I don't think I can come in today.

I've been in bed vomiting all morning.

I don't know. It was something I ate, I think.

I'll do that. OK. Bye.

Check this out, it's crazy.

It's croissants, but from a can, which you roll out.

Maybe we can hang out another day.

Don't you want any breakfast?

Look, I'm not gay.

Me neither.

No? So what the fuck are you then?

You're so beautiful I want to vomit.

I'll give you three chances to guess my name. Get it right and I'll buy you a beer.

If I guess right, you buy me another beer.

Robin.

- Gustav? - No.

- Jerry. - Jerry?

- ...Larry. - Larry?

No.

Patrik.

- How the fuck did you know that? - Shall we get wasted, then?

There's something about his smell.

It frightens me.

If I got to know all the places on his body...

...and continued all the way in, I'd never find my way out.

If I find a home in him... I'd get completely lost.

A way to perish.

Andreas...

Hi, Andreas!

Hi.

- Hi. Ida. - Right. This is Sebastian.

- Hi, I'm Karl. - Mattias.

Sit down if you want.

So you're a friend of Andreas's?

We hung out for a bit.

During the summer.

- How much was it? - We've just bought a flat.

We're expecting a baby.

- Is it a boy or a girl? - It's an ''it''.

However it turns out, it'll be loved.

- Do you want to feel my tummy? - Go on! It's really freaky!

It's kicking like mad, so it really wants to come out.

Sometimes it's totally hysterical!

I'm off to the bar. Anyone want anything?

I'll be right back.

He seemed like a nice guy...

You've been following me. Yes, you have. You've been following me.

You psycho.

We belong together.

Hi. - Just leave.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Where did you get that piercing done? - I did it myself.

You did it yourself? It's really nice.

I think...

I think it's really cool that you dare to be yourself. It's brave.

I just want you to know that.

Do you like guys, or...you know...?

- What's that got to do with you? - But you like Andreas?

- He's a nice guy. - Are you in love?

- We're friends. - Really close friends, though, eh?

Do you let him fuck you?

What is it you want?

No, nothing, I just mean...

You've got lovely hair.

Good luck with Andreas.

Want a beer? Let me get you a beer.

They've got a really good one from a micro-brewery.

Is it free?

Had a good evening?

It was alright.

Not exactly what I'd been hoping.

Then you might as well sit here rocking.

So what do you do?

- I work in interior design. - Sorry?

- I work in interior design. - Interior design?

- You? - I work at a web agency.

I make web sites and stuff like that.

So what's your name?

Ellie.

- Ellie? Is that short for Eleanor? - Just Ellie.

Do you want to come back to my place?

Ellie...

Maybe...

Don't you want anything?

You're so mysterious!

But that's good.

When you look at me...

It's like your face and your voice don't belong to each other.

I like it.

Look at me. Look at me. Now say sorry.

OK?

It's as if I'm destroying myself. To become her.

My dream sister: Ellie.

As if she would rise from out of this. Rise up much higher than me.

She exists, I'm sure of it.

Her name must fill my legs.

Every step I take must be hers.

What the fuck...!

Sebastian! Get down!

Again.

Come on! Get up!

The milkman comes on one of those delivery mopeds sometimes...

He's at least 110 years old. He should ve been dead years ago.

He's always been there. Everybody knows him.

You can hear when he comes with all his bottles rattling.

-And you're baking bread. -Yeah, focaccia.

We could be naked all the time...

...just doing drugs.

You don't know what day or time it is. It's just a blur.

We'll never go downtown.

We'll never go back to Sweden. We'll forget everything.

The people, the language, all the important things. Fashion, music...

Just you and me.

Sebastian... Can t we cut each other?

It feels so fucking good.

You can go first.

Okay.

It's very close to the femoral artery, of course.

But it's a pretty clean cut.

Well, we'll probably be at the cottage, as usual.

- Will you be able to join us? - I'm not sure, to be honest...

You're so nice.

Oh, no...

I have to change my name.

- That's a big thing. To what? -I can't tell you.

Sure you can. Tell me.

- I don't want to. - Go on, tell me, please. Tell me.

Ellie.

Ellie?

- That's awesome. - Do you think so?

Ellie would really suit you.

Salad spinner.

- Do you know how delicious this is? - I don't get why people buy this shit.

We need good stuff like this if we're to live together.

1,000 dollars!

We'll nick it.

By the way, there's a party on Saturday.

It'd be so cool if you could come too.

There's going to be a karaoke machine.

Sounds fun. Where is it?

At Mattias's brother's place.

- Mattias? - Yeah, I mean, Jesus...

Go easy on the girlie stuff, and it'll be fine.

What?

- Don't, please... - Hey...

- Stop it. - No.

- Please. Come here... - No.

Sebastian...

Don't leave me.

What's up?

Just thinking about when all this will end.

We're not together, Sebastian. I can't cope with you thinking like that.

Sure we're together. We hang out every day and...

I don't want to have sex with you any more anyway. It's doing my head in.

At least that's how I feel now.

You're such a fucking coward, Andreas.

- You're the best thing I have... - Oh, please.

Then get yourself a pussy for fuck's sake.

So this is when we part. When we never see each other again.

I'm going to fall asleep

and when I wake you'll be far away and I'll have come home.

- Hi! Welcome! You look lovely! - Thanks.

- Hi. - Hi.

Babe, do we have any...

Come on in.

- Are you ready? - Why that song?

Ellie.

- What the fuck are you doing? - Are you fucking nuts?

For fuck's sake! You moron!

Sebastian!

Sebastian!

Ellie!

Ellie...

- What the fuck are you doing? - When I met you, I wanted to die.

Listen...

- I have to go. - Wait...

I love you, Ellie.

Don't go.

I'll never forget you.

Phew, what a hill!

We did well, Tage!

- You're not afraid of dogs, I hope? - No.

Tage's a nice dog.

- What a pretty dress. - Thank you.

It suits you.

All this we're standing on...

...is made of waste. We're standing on a pile of rubbish.

Well, well...

Come on, Tage.