Submarino

Oh, yeah, you're such a big boy.

Yes, you are.

You're so sweet.

We can only get money for these two.

That's not enough.

Just leave them.

Go.

There, there.

Do you know where Mom is?

Do you know?

Hey. Come over here for a second.

Have you missed us?

We've been to school.

- He's got to have a name. - Yes.

I am going to run my finger down the page, then you say stop.

And you can't look.

Are you going to say stop or what?

Stop.

What does it say?

Ulla.

That can't be his name.

No, that can't be your name.

No.

Lady Kep.

Heide. Mette Helming.

But he is a boy.

Try again.

Say stop, God damn it.

Okay, stop.

That's a good name.

Look.

That's pretty damn good.

We'll take that.

In the name of the Father's…

And the Holy Spirit's, um…

- Spirit. - Is that when you say it?

Hell, yes. We're doing it right, just like in a church.

Where is my alcohol?

You've taken it, haven't you?

You've taken my smokes too, right?

Nick, give me my alcohol.

You drank it yourself.

- What did you say? - You drank it yourself.

Look at that.

She pissed on the floor again.

She is disgusting.

Nick…

Do you think he is sick?

No, he just needs to sleep.

Do you want some food?

Because I have some ready for you.

Are you sleeping?

Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up.

Wake up, God damn it!

Wake up! Wake up!

No!

No!

Hey, Nick.

Nick, it's Sofie.

There's coffee.

Nick…

What the hell is going on?

What?

Just get in here.

So he had that spiky kind of hair…

He was just so cute.

I just want a bunch of kids.

You can't even take care of the one you have.

Take it easy, of course I can.

When do you actually see him?

Relax. Don't be so pissed off all the time.

- Don't you need a haircut? - Just stop.

Do you want me to help you relax?

Don't you want to lie down for a bit?

You could lie down here.

If you can't sleep, you could sleep here for a little while.

No, thanks.

Why don't you ever want to sleep here?

See you.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

No, no, no, not you again. What are you doing?

Stop making noise at night. I have already told you once.

You've lived here five months.

Is it not five months you've lived in this halfway house?

So what?

I don't know where you're from,

but here we speak politely to each other.

I am asking you to do a very simple thing.

Don't ask me to do anything at all.

Good-bye, that's it.

Whoa, whoa!

I asked you to turn down your radio so that I can get some sleep.

Okay?

Yes.

Turn off that radio.

And stop stomping around like you own the place,

do I make myself clear?

It's Sofie.

- What did you do to your hand? - Don't come in here.

I want to be left alone, do you understand?

Hey, Nick.

Come here.

Ivan?

Help me get up.

Fuck, man.

What happened?

I just looked at their cars, touched them by accident.

Then they went nuts.

Fuck, it hurts.

Do you want me to come look at your cars one more time?!

Do you want me to?! Do you?!

What do you want, you idiot!

Come here and get your ass kicked if that is what you want!

Come on then!

Ivan, you want to get your ass kicked some more?

You big moron, you can easily get your ass kicked some more!

- So what? - So shut up.

Okay.

What the hell happened to you? Huh?

Did you just become a punching bag?

And you collect bottles?

- This is my bag. - Yeah, yeah, take it easy.

What the fuck are you doing?!

Come here and I'll kick your ass!

- Ivan, they've gone already. - I swear to God!

What the fuck are you doing, huh?

I am going to kill them.

I am going to kill you all!

They put me in a hospital in Hvidovre.

They didn't understand a thing. They just gave me a bunch of pills.

Why did they give you pills?

Something about me not seeing my father for 10 years.

He's somewhere down in Serbia, and I have waited around for him.

So I tell them, don't fucking start talking about my dad.

Then the whole thing falls apart.

Get out. Over.

- What about your mom? - My mom?

My mom died of alcohol.

I buried her three weeks ago.

Oh.

Was your brother there?

Yes, of course he was.

I thought you were in jail.

Did they let you out or what?

Of course they let me out.

Okay.

I got out three months ago.

Have you seen my sister?

No.

What were you in jail for?

- What happened? - I don't remember.

You don't want to remember. My sister threw you out.

So the week after, you went nuts.

You beat up some guy on the head.

- Eat your food. I got to go. - Take it easy, Nick.

Do you know what was weird?

I couldn't taste salt.

Regardless of anything.

I drank a lot.

There was this guy, some random guy.

I beat him up.

A lot.

Do you still have that A?

Right on.

She does not want to see me anymore.

My own sister.

Why not?

I don't know.

Sometimes I get a little…

What do you mean, you get a little…?

Well, she was sleeping at my Mom's place.

So I thought I would lie down next to her,

like when we were kids.

Then I… you know…

Never mind.

Did you touch her?

No.

That wasn't my intention.

- That's sick, Ivan. - Yes, I know.

I think about it all the time.

Have you never had sex with a girl?

I fuck a lot of girls.

Not in that way.

It makes me sad when you talk about that kind of stuff, Nick.

- Please stop. - I'm sorry.

- I don't want to talk about it. - That's fine.

Talk about something else. Don't start with all that stuff.

I tried thinking of cars.

So I walk around all day looking at cars

in order to think of something else.

Big, wet tits,

and an ass that rubs against my stomach.

And, you know, sperm, down the face.

Okay, okay, fine, Ivan.

It drives me crazy. I think about it.