Pernille (Pørni)

You've reached Anne.

Please send an SMS and don't leave a message,

because I won't listen to it anyway. I'll call back as soon as possible.

Hi, Anne.

I'm at the hospital with dad.

You should be here now.

Fuck you for not being here.

Sorry.

I didn't mean it.

I just wish you were here with me.

I really miss you.

What are they thinking?

That people with bad prognoses love cars?

Or knitting?

Hey! Are you interested in knitting?

Dad...

Hey...

I've read about this treatment in Germany.

-We could talk to the doctor... -Don't talk to me like I'm a client.

Don't you think I've spoken with old colleagues?

I know what kind of prognosis I have.

Sorry.

I HOPE YOUR FUCKING FAMILY DIES IN A FIRE, YOU CUNT

-Ole Johan Middelthon? -Yes.

Goddamn fucking shit...

-Don't get upset. -Of course I'm upset!

We thought you were dying, and then they just...

System failures can occur your job as well.

I'm just thinking about the guy who thought he was healthy.

Right now, he's getting a call telling him he has...

an incurable brain tumor.

I've been lying awake a lot lately. At night.

I've thought a lot and been really scared.

And then I get my life back from that idiot doctor who mixed up the tests.

For six months I've been thinking about what happened to Anne.

How short and brutal life is.

I mean, I've had a great life. Really.

But I want to be honest with myself

and those around me in the time I have left.

Okay.

-No, why did you do that? -Do you have to talk to Finn?

He has to invite the kids to Copenhagen himself.

Right. Why should you pay for the tickets and book everything?

He's their father, and he should do it himself.

It's bad enough that he lives in Copenhagen.

They don't need to know that he's an idiot as well.

They're going to realize it sooner or later.

-Let it be later, then. -Pernille...

I really loved your mom,

and I'm happy for the time we got together.

But the thing is...

I'm gay.

-Are you? -Yes.

Oh my God, Dad. That's great.

Congratulations. Or what should I say?

Congratulations?

Yes, that's nice.

-Thank you so much. -Oh, Dad...

Oh my God.

You know what? I need to move my body.

Could you drive me up to Sognsvann?

Yes, of course.

Is that why you spend so much time at Sognsvann?

To meet guys?

I take walks in the woods every single day. I'm an outdoorsman.

Sorry. I know.

You could write "healthy, outdoorsy and gay" in your dating profile.

"Healthy, outdoorsy and gay"?

SUCK IT UP

I'm in a completely different place now.

My sister... My lawyer, I mean, she says

that everything is in place for me to take back custody of Linnea

pretty soon.

First we'll look at the possibility of spending time

with Linnea without supervision.

Our main concern is what's best for the child.

I have to take this.

-Sorry. I'm on call. -It's fine.

We have to say something. It's humiliating and embarrassing.

It's not embarrassing. You can't use that word.

You're here to observe, not moralize. Okay?

I just don't get how she can function at work.

She's unbalanced, obviously,

but we need to see if she realizes it herself first, and how she'll react.

We'll address the matter of the pants later.

I'm sorry. I had to give a second opinion on a patient.

-You want coffee, right? -Yes, please. Thank you.

Martine?

Can you tell us what you think about the help you've been offered?

Would you like milk in your coffee?

No, thank you. I'll take it black.

I'll have mine black too. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Would you mind driving? My knees are hurting.

-Sure thing, boss. -Thanks.

" Grown-up for a day.

I woke up with my knees hurting. Grown-ups' knees usually hurt.

Then I heard a baby scream. Damn.

I walked to the crib and looked down at an unhappy baby.

I didn't know how to breastfeed, so I let it drink from the carton.

There was a man lying in my bed. How could I have married him?

I couldn't take it anymore. I told him I'm breaking up.

I packed his stuff, threw him out and patted my baby's head.

Being single fits me so much better.

Then I treated all the girls in my class to a pastry from the bakery.

All the boys in my class had become criminals.

The boys wanted to ride in my convertible, but I said, 'No way!'"

-Should I read the rest? -That's okay.

It's really good. You're very imaginative.

Do you want to go out for a bit, so I can talk to your mom? Thank you.

I understand it's been a tough year for you.

Are things going well with your nephew's school change?

As well as can be expected, I guess.

Sorry for being so direct, but I've lost a sister myself,

and I feel it's better to ask directly.

That's absolutely fine.

Leo is living with us now while his father's in rehab,

but I think we're managing well.

But it doesn't seem like Sigrid is doing so well.

She often leaves class and goes to the library or the school nurse

-because she's so sad. -Okay.

She's angry because she had to change bedrooms and stuff like that,

but I'm not under the impression that she's sad.

No...

Could this be a case of the cobbler's children?

Since you work with such difficult issues,

it can be easy to trivialize your own.

-You might be right. -Yeah?

I'll talk to her.

That's great. That's all I wanted to say.

-Thanks for coffee. -Thanks for coming.

Did you hurt yourself?

It's just my knee. I'm getting a surgery.

I'm sure it'll be fine.

This might be a bit direct,

but I have two tickets to Father John Misty this Friday.

Would you like to go with me?

That's nice.

I'll check my calendar and see if I can get a babysitter.

I'll text you.

Absolutely.

Absolutely.

Watch out for Hans Petter. He had sex with Sylvi's mother from the B class.

Okay.

And he ate breakfast at Harald's,

and Vilde said both her parents got chlamydia from him.

That's not good. It can make you sterile.

To be honest, I don't mind if I don't get any more kids.

That would suit me just fine. Tie your shoelace.

Couldn't you ride the bike home?

Isn't the point of the bicycle to get some exercise,

since the Sats Elixia membership I'm paying for is a complete waste?

Don't say Sats Elixia when it's called Sats.

And don't say "exercise."

I can't stand those uphills.

And you owe me money. Four thousand.

Have you noticed if Sigrid is sad about what happened to Anne?

Her teacher says she runs out of class because she's sad.

What did you say? Four thousand?

For a secondhand bike? Isn't the whole point to pay less?

Why would you spend so much on a bike when you're going to Argentina?

It's not coming from my Argentina budget.

Really? What budget is it coming from?

You're such a cheapskate. You live for free in Grandpa's house

but won't give your kids a bike?

People shouldn't spoil their children just because they can.

You don't want to be like Celine,

who got an apartment from her dad for her 18th birthday.

I'm nothing like Celine. That has to do with personality, too.

Yeah, you have a really charming personality.

Sigrid's not sad. That's just something we say to skip class.

Sigrid. Your phone is charged. Can I get mine back?

I'll just send a picture.

Can we talk about why you run out of class

because you're sad about aunt Anne?

I'm not sad about aunt Anne.

Well, I am, but I'm mostly sad because Leo lives with us.

He takes up so much space, and he's a boy, and he's annoying.

Hanna, how do I get Vegar Harm to add me on Snapchat?

Sigrid, give me my phone.

-It's from "The Baseball Bat Case." -Don't read it.

"I'll cut your cunt with a dull pair of scissors."

-Why would they do that? -They won't.

You know I work with people who can get a little upset at times.

Everyone hates the Child Welfare Services.

That's not true.

Many people are satisfied, but you never read about those who get help.

You shouldn't skip class and say it's because you're sad

when you're actually just mad because Leo got your room.

Dad called and invited us to Copenhagen this weekend.

Good. Sigrid?

We're going to a cool restaurant. Gorilla in the Meat District.

Cool. Sigrid.

Why don't we ever do cool stuff like that with you?

Can I get my phone?

Shouldn't you use a knife instead of scissors to cut people?

By the way, I told Grandpa you could drive him.

He wants to go clothes shopping.

Why did you say that? I have to make dinner.

Can't we just eat a bit later?