Shake It All About (En kort, en lang)

Honey, I'm homo!

Hi. - Hi, love.

Thanks.

Jacob speaking ... Hi, Inge! That's so sweet of you.

How about seven o'clock?

Oh, we've got loads of food ... Perhaps some crisps and dip, Inge?

Dip-Inge! - Oh, put a sock in it!

Have you made dip, Inge? Dip-Inge!

There's lashings of garlic in it. - Dip-Inge!

It's from the cats as well, of course.

Thanks ever so. - Genuine Biedermeier.

It's late Victorian, silly! - Oh, wow!

Actually, these usually hold six pieces of toast.

But this one holds eight. - Oh, right.

It was used in Blythe Spirit. - Oh, the pirate film ...?

Stick it in your mouth. Yummy.

That'll be your mum.

Sorry I'm late. - That's all right.

Where is Oskar?

How about I drop him off tomorrow, $0 you can rest?

I suppose so.

You look fabulous! Where are you off to?

To Jacob and Jorgen's. It's Jacob's birthday.

If you can guess what's inside, you get a CD.

Happy Birthday.

And happy birthday. - This is Swallow.

Skylark!

Adrian, Palle! This is Finn, Jacob's boss, so be good. All right, girls?

What? - Come on.

Are you gay too?

What?

Sit down.

This is a lousy time to play doctors and doctors.

Where's Tom? - He'll be round later.

Who's looking after Oskar? - Andreas.

Anja was a bit tired and emotional.

Will you marry me?

Are you a student, then? - I'm at high school.

Any nice-looking girls in your class? - Yeah.

There they are. Hi!

SHAKE IT ALL ABOUT

Cheers!

Hour's it going with Sailor?

He picks me up Tuesdays and Thursdays.

The two luckiest days of the week.

And then it's up the creek all summer.

Without a paddle, right, Inge? - Actually he's got a real creek.

You should've seen me and Fabienne bowling the other night.

Fabienne? - I worked with her at the C.H.

Or we go to Boggy Marsh. Buggery Marsh, more like.

The C.H.? - The County Hospital.

She's a fab anaesthetist.

When I'm out with him I practically have to wear a wig.

A wig? - So nobody'll recognise me.

Nothing Kinky, though. He's not into kinky.

That's where I draw the line, too. At wigs, not kinky.

But he'll never leave his wife and children.

Tom! - Welcome, dear brother.

Happy Birthday. - Thanks.

I can't stay long. I'm down to fly tomorrow at ten.

I told Oskar you had tomorrow off.

You could be a model. Seriously!

Caroline said Anja's back on the ...

Shall I have a chat with her?

Jacob, you were born under a lucky star.

He's the only person over the age of 7 know -

- who truly believes the sun rises for his sake.

Jacob's mother Bine, whose super pottery we all know and love, -

has a great story about Jacob.

Bine couldn't come tonight. But that's OK.

She wasn't invited.

I'm always coming without being invited.

Shut up, you slag! - Quiet! Jorgen is telling a story.

You always give the nail head.

You mean "hit the nail on the head ..."

Back to Bine's story. Jacob used to do quite a bit of horse-riding.

And as you most of you will know, we actually met on horseback.

I was out running in the park in a fit of spring fever.

Anyway, when Jacob was ten he really wanted a horse.

Oh, no! Mummy!

So off they went to the stud farm. - The stud farm? Can I come?

On the farm Jacob saw two horses he just couldn't take his eyes off.

One was a beautiful grey gelding, the other was a lovely brown mare.

And Bine asked: "Jacob, which horse would you like?"

And Jacob answered, "That one ... and that one."

And so he got them both, because Jacob always gets what he wants.

And now he wants me.

And yes, I will marry you.

I'll be with you for better or for worse, -

- and I'll bear your children ... Well, anything's possible nowadays.

Three cheers for my beloved and future husband.

Jacob, long may you live!

And a long one for luck!

I'm going home before the little one gets too tired.

Put her in the bedroom, we have The Lion King on video.

She's seen it.

We never had a natter tonight. - Because you're stupid.

Anyway, cheers, mate. Good one.

Push off home! - Bye.

I'll just get some water.

Are you drunk? - You just forgot to lower the seat.

Caroline had too much wine ...

Cheers.

And thanks for the cake.

The fact that I forgot to take the wrapping off only made it better.

Never mind. - Right. It's only paper.

Jacob, I'm so happy you two are getting married.

We're going to be sisters-in-law. - Go on, you're not boring me.

You're so sweet. - Well, so are you.

Paparazzi!

Go and taste the go-home-made soup.

Yes, I could do with being souped up a bit.

Let's go in and have a drink.

Thanks.

Let's go back to my place.

No, I've got an early start. I'm off to a bowling match ...

Tom called. - What did he do that for?

He's flipped his lid. - Why?

Well, there's something rotten in our family ...

He just called to say thanks.

Courtesy. You know what he's like. - Yeah, I know.

If you don't want a big do, -

- there's always the registry office.

Then off to Seville, Granada, Barcelona ...

But your mum would never agree. - What?

Your mum would never agree. - Pardon? What?

To the registry office. - Right.

Mum? - No thanks.

Dad. - Cheers.

What about Christmas, then?

You know we spend every second Christmas with you, mum.

Last year we spent it with you.

We'll do the same next year.

This year it's Jorgen's parents' tum.

I was just thinking ...

So I hear you're getting married.

Got any plans? We could have it in the country.

There's no rush.

Let's just get through Christmas first.

Good heavens! Is that the time?

Will you see to it, Hans-Henrik?

So good to see you.

A Skinny Latte ...

... and one Latte.

Is that with skimmed milk? - Yeah.

I wasn't pissed. You were pissed. -I don't remember that.

That's ‘cos you were wasted. You all were.

It was a wicked party.

That Caroline ... Cor!

I wouldn't mind having a bit of play while hubbie's away ...

Nicely stacked. - Shut up.

One shouldn't waste quality snatch. - Shut it!

What the fuck's wrong with you? Been born again?

Yes.

Would you get us some coffee? - Black?

Yeah, cheers.

Milk and sugar? - Yeah, cheers.

I mean, of course it hurts.

But it's a different kind of pain.

A bit like having an orgasm. A really long orgasm.

Aren't you going to have one soon? - An orgasm?

A child. Your own child. - I want to finish my thesis first.

And I want Oskar to enjoy being an only child a little while longer.

There isn't really space. - It's a three bedroom house!

You're far too good. You're just stuck with that kid.

It's not like that at all.

Caroline speaking.

Oh, hi! Yes?

Yes, I can just make it. See you there.

... Who was that?

Hi. - Hi.

It was a great night. - Yeah.

That's what I wanted to talk to you about.

I mean, I was really pissed and really over the moon.

I just wanted to apologise. - No need.

Great.

Why did you want to meet here?

I was in the neighbourhood. - Oh. OK.

All right, then. I mean, I was really pissed as well.

Tom and I had a good laugh about it on the way home.

You told Tom?

God, you're gullible! - Oh, I get you...

Well, see you. - Bye.

I've got a couple of brochures about Kibbutzim.

You can take them home and read them.

Then again, I quite fancy being, you know, a postman.

I just love the idea of delivering mail.

You know, helping people communicate.

Just like that film with what's-his-name, Kevin Costner.

OK, I'll get hold of some brochures from the post office.

Come for them ... - Tomorrow?

Right. ... Simon?

Have a nice weekend ... Nice ass.

Have you finished for today? Great.

Shall we go and grab a bite?

Come here.

There ... we're home! Hi!

Hi, Dad. - Hi, Oskar.

What's for dinner? - Are you hungry?

Let's go out. - Let's stay home.