When I recover:
We're going to do it all, huh?
Faisa.
Fortunately no-one was injured. But the perpetrators will be arrested.
Is there something you want to tell me?
Bjørn Tore blew up the garbage truck.
- What are you gonna do? - Me?
Yes, you. You know where this came from.
Wait up, boys.
The ammunition was returned.
In my mailbox.
Do you dare?
- Of course. - Were you scared?
Boys will be boys
You took the bag when I was at the video store.
- I didn't take it. - Did you tell Nils Jacob about us?
You don't get it.
Where is he?
There.
Here, Arne.
Swim.
Over here.
Grab my hand.
Are you ok, Arne?
Are you ok?
- Arne needs to go home. - We just got here.
How do you feel now?
- You can cross the jump off your list. - What list?
Tell me. You like to chat?
What are you talking about?
Things he wanted to do when he got better.
There is one thing left.
Have you already asked Faisa?
I didn't betray us, if that's what you're thinking.
The boat is gone.
The bastards.
Are you sure it's stolen?
Do you want to call home?
My mobile is broken.
Use mine.
Shall I dial the number for you?
Mom, it's me.
Can you come get me?
- We should ask for help. - No way.
- I wanted to do something fun for Arne. - Arne still has to be careful.
Yes, poor, poor Arne.
Don't take your problems out on Arne.
Talk to your mother. You must settle it once and for all.
Ok, Marianne has done something stupid.
- But now you're both sad. - I don't care about her.
That's not true.
Are you just going to sit there?
You keep everyone who loves you at a distance.
How does that help? This way you'll be unhappy everywhere.
You don't get it.
- Do you want me to talk with him? - No.
- What happened? - You should talk to him.
What's wrong with you?
It wasn't my fault.
Arne wanted to jump. I didn't know that he'd get hurt.
Everyone, except you, sees that this can not go on like this.
Next week you'll move in with Marianne. This is completely out of hand.
- It must stop. - That stupid Arne...
Why Arne?
I've talked with Arne.
What about?
About everything. It can't go on like this.
He was going to talk with you. Did he?
- Yes or no? - There is nothing to talk about.
- You deserve to be grounded. - It's up to you.
- The fever will keep you inside. - I don't care.
Arne, this is exactly what we were so worried about.
You rushed in immediately, while you were still recovering.
Leave me alone now?
Jørgen called. Tell me what is going on with you and Bjørn Tore.
Nothing.
- Have you done it? - No.
- You've talked about it with others. - No.
- What is it? - Is it true?
- Did Arne return the cartridges? - It wasn't me.
- Me neither. - Then there's only one person left...
- Hello, boys. How's Arne? - Don't ask me.
You act very tough, Bjørn Tore. But everyone has a sensitive spot.
Bjørn Tore...
Wish Arne well. Until tomorrow.
No.
You've got a visitor.
- If it's Bønna: I'm asleep. - It's someone else.
- How are you? - Good.
- Do you have a fever? - A slight one.
Have you won all these cups?
This is the new grammar book. Still no homework.
- Do you have to go? - Later. Not right now.
What was that?
I can't see anything.
Did you see Bønna?
No, and I hope he won't visit.
Maybe he does all those things for you.
He organises everything. I just do it.
Maybe he is showing off especially for you.
- No. - But let's say it is?
Maybe he is afraid to lose you too. After his mother and so...
I don't care.
You are each other's best friend.
Not anymore.
I have to go home.
Hey.
I just wanted to say...
Thanks for the help, for saving me in the water.
You'd have done the same.
I hope so. But I really wanted to say something else.
Sorry for what happened on the beach.
You know, that garbage truck...
That bomb was ours.
It was in the bin. And when you came along with your family...
I wanted to warn you. But Bønna stopped me.
Then nothing happened.
I won't.
And Arne?
Of course. It's the last item on his list.
Ok, then. If everything turns out as you promised.
Please, Mette. Join in.
Hi, Arne.
- Are you waiting for someone? - Not really, no.
Maybe for Faisa?
Will you come over tonight?
- This isn't to do with Bønna? - No.
Hi. Come in.
- Is this the surprise? - Yes.
- What is this? - This is the last thing on your list.
Strip poker.
I think Jørgen did you know what.
Sorry. Ok?
Now we play poker.
We're betting one item per round. And if you fold, you lose one item.
Are the rules clear?
Then we'll begin.
What are you betting?
I've lost.
Come in.
- Why is Arne in his underwear? - He was a little bit warm.
- To join in, you gotta take something off. - I don't want to join in.
- Are you playing, Arne? - Of course, he's playing.
I quit.
Are you more ashamed for Faisa than for us?
What would you say if Hilde suddenly said: I quit?
Get on with it and play.
Come on. How many cards do you want?
Two.
- Mette, how much do you bet? - I'll put one item in.
Two.
Three.
Six.
Six? You're only wearing one thing.
You bet three. Do you want me to fold and lose anyway? That isn't fair.
Then I'm out.
Don't you dare?
- So are you quitting? - No, I want to see you.
- Me too. - Mette?
Let's see your amazing cards.
- You said that... - Just wait and see.
Stand up and boxers off.
Come on. Rules are rules.
Hilde should also be naked.
You promised.
What did you promise?
Nothing.
One...
two...
three...
four...
Hilde.
Five...
No way.
- Six. - Don't you dare look?
You set me up.
I had to lose.
Your turn. Everything.
Don't you dare?
That's what I thought.
You're a coward.
subtitling: Quantum 12/2008