I Was Here (Mina olin siin)

Bastards!

Cocksuckers.

Faggots!

Pigs!

Boys, boys, boys... You have money that's not yours.

And now, we want it back.

Everyone should believe at least once in their youth, that death is coming.

Only then can he take count of what really matters to him.

Time's up, hand in the tests!

And for next time, learn Keppler's law.

Rass, stay here for a moment, please.

So, what shall we do with you?

I could write an essay or something.

I can't grade you if you don't come to class.

What do you do when you're not in school?

I have to earn money.

Maybe you should go to night school then?

Anything else? - I'm sorry... But you know very well

that they only keep you here because your mother was our former colleague.

You could at least make some kind of an effort.

You're not stupid.

At my age, no one's got a right to talk about our mothers,

because they're usually wrong. Both the mothers and those speaking.

Rass, you coming to eat? - Don't feel like it.

Hey Talis, it's Rass.

Hey, you got anything for me tonight? I really need some cash.

Ok. When it's dark, I'll get some plates and come for the wheels.

Alright, I'll call you.

Säde was the only person I told about my secret plan.

I'm getting out of here. I gotta finish school. I'm gonna be a doctor.

If that made you laugh, then you know why I only told Säde about my plan.

Hey, you bring anything to eat? - We don't have anything?

I told you, we have nothing. - Whatever.

You go to school? - No school on Thursdays.

I asked, how many times did you go to school this week. - Don't start.

Don't start... Why the fuck am I wasting my time with you, anyway?

Baby, take off your boots.

Do you love me? - Yeah.

How much? - As much as a big house.

Does it have a yard? - Yeah.

How big? - Big. With a parking lot.

Listen, I need tampons. And I want food.

If you get some sausages and cheese, I can make hot sandwiches.

What is it?

Okay, I gotta get some money then.

Somehow I have the feeling that only I know

what it means to be so hungry that you can't think about anything else.

This, in our prosperous country where the economy grows faster

than fucking China.

I WAS HERE

Hey. - What's up?

These two.

Do the Statoil on the roundabout.

There's no camera by the fourth and sixth, I checked.

If I go alone, it's 60/40.

50/50, like always.

What now?

If you don't like it, I can get someone else.

Whatever, let's do it. - Ok.

Fuck! Fuck!

Talk! What happened? Where the fuck are you?

What do you mean?

Give me a hundred? I'm totally broke.

The fuck you take a taxi then? - Shut up, give it to me.

Tough guy...

What the fuck was that? "You still got the keys"?

The fuck you mean "you still got the keys"?

I told you, there were cops. - Why the fuck didn't you get away?

What happened? - What happened...

He wrecked my fucking car!

Now you're doing 40 gas stations for free, got it?

That heap didn't cost that much. - I don't give a fuck!

A little less school and more work.

Fuck you, man!

You little bastard, you don't talk to me like that, got it?

Got it?

And I don't know you until I get my money.

You can go now. Got a cigarette?

You pay the first grand next week. Or don't show your face around here!

You got a tissue?

You gonna pay Talis?

You better forget about that rich kids' school now.

Anyone seen Mõssa? - Your half-brother?

Yeah, he owes me money. - He's at a pub with Olar.

Olks got out of jail so drinks are on him.

Who the fuck is this Olar? I got school in the morning.

I'm coming too! - No!

Why not? We never go anywhere together!

Which top should I wear? - The black one.

Hey, bro! Long time no see! - Hey, Mõssa. What's up?

Brought your girl? - I heard Olar's out.

All clean.

Ruslan said he's an important guy, that you're doing business.

He's making shit up.

But I think he needs you more than me. - How come?

You still at that rich kids' school? - Yeah, so what?

The fuck you staring at? You want it up the ass?

This is my half-brother Rass, I told you about him.

Then he comes, sits with us.

You men order piss, or what?

Let's go dance. - Later.

Fuckin' A! Went to a whorehouse last night.

Threw up on some Russian bitch's pussy.

She stunk so bad I needed a gas mask!

But what's the use if she washes in an aquarium?

Get a handjob! - Eat me!

What? Eat me? - Suck a cock!

Eat me, you fucker!

It's a good song! Let's dance! - I don't want to.

Dance with me. - Stop, I don't want to.

Are you a man or not? - Look, stop it. I don't feel like it.

You go, if you want to.

Alright, up to you.

Out of the way! - Something happen?

Not your problem, you have your own girl.

But I still watch you. Everyone does.

I wanna think that it wasn't my fault.

Not that I wanted to finish school and get the hell out of here.

Not because I wanted to pay Talis for his car.

And not that I didn't want to see Säde mixed up in my shit.

It's just that the wheel started turning.

The men had a deal that couldn't be stopped. Idiots.

Säde's kissing some guy over there. - What?

Don't get all psycho, it might be Olar's friend. - Hold this.

Let's go talk. - Who are you? Olar's friend. - Let's go.

Don't get up, your mouth and nose are full of blood.

I'll beat you so hard you won't fuck for six months

if you ever touch that girl again! She's mine!

What's the problem, bitch? - He went after my girl.

And you had to fight him? - Fuck, it was my girl!

You think you're tough shit? Do you?

No, but I hate cocksuckers who go for other guys' girls.

Fuck, nothing ever changes here... Hey, shithead, what's your name?

Rass. - Rass, Rass, pederast...

It was a joke.

You need something, you can call. Use my name.

At that moment I was totally sure

that I wouldn't ever call a sorry bastard like Olar.

Maybe my future could've been brighter,

if Olar could've read my mind

and heard all the places where I quietly sent him.

Then I remembered Säde.

You fight so you don't have to watch your soul bleed.

Rass.

Rass, are you sleeping?

Rass, can you hear me?

Answer me!

I'm sorry. I was drunk...

I'd never do something like that to you.

Baby, listen to me...

Please, don't touch me.

I have school in two hours.

You look awful. Did you party yesterday?

No. Played Nintendo at a friend's until morning.

God, what happened to your hand?

Excuse me, I have to leave.

Why? Oh, God... Just go.

Fuck...

Fuck off!

Rass!

You left Russian class? - I fell. Show me! - It's not serious.

Do you remember what we talked about? - Yeah.

Damnit, you have no idea how serious I am about this school.

I'm sorry... - Very well.

Alright.

Hello.

Hey, how you doing? - Alright.

You need some cash? - Sure.

Mark my words -

the moment you don't want others to hear your conversations,

you've lost your innocence.

Do you need some cash? - Always.

I heard that you go to that rich prick school.

And the moment you say "Yes" to Olar, you're pretty much fucked.

I go when I need to.

We get together tonight. Talk about this.

What time? - I don't give a shit.

Come to my place, with the BMW sign on the door.

Ok, I'll come by.

People whine that they can't adapt to the world's basic rules.

They blame everyone and everything else, but not themselves.

How much you got done? - 10 done, 10 to go.

Weigh them. - I don't have a scale.

Then you have to make it yourself, stupid.

You take these caps... See, it stays balanced.

Beer caps are good because the teeth keep the thread in place.

You use matches for a counterweight and get started.

Hey, I'm Rass. - I know, come in. I'm Hanna.

Olar will be here in a minute.

We need to renovate.

You can't kill yourself if you cut across. - How do you know?

I'm gonna be a doctor, so I know. - Yeah...

No, I know. My mom cut her veins lengthwise.

My mom hung herself...

Hey! You look like shit! drank too much and now you're sorry?

Not sorry, my head's straight. - Come in.

See? - Oh, shit.

What is it? - Meth.

How much you got? - Twenty.

Yeah?