Lakki... The Boy Who Could Fly (Gutten som kunne fly)

Lakki... The Boy Who Could Fly Subtitles by flitze

Lakki!

Lakki.

It's almost 10:00.

What will the teachers think of us?

They don't notice whether I'm there or not.

We made an agreement.

Oh, God.

I go back to bed.

Has the money from Dad arrived?

Your father has never been reliable.

I need money for my school lunch.

Do you have any money, Siss?

We were talking about texture...

Little bastard!

I need money for cigarettes.

He's becoming more like his father.

Take off your shoes!

I won't be able to get them on again.

How come I never see you here?

Wanna buy it? Only two bucks.

This piece of junk? It doesn't even cost one.

Don't set fire to your rug.

Go to the locker room.

You're killing me!

You are going in the pool, even if it takes me all night.

Stop that! Damn it!

Damn it!

No underwear? You little faggot.

- I'm reporting you for rape. - Don't make me puke.

Your mind is dirty too.

Go! Go! Go! ...

Go! Go! Go! ...

There's only one way down from here.

I've got all the time in the world.

I've got all the time in the world.

Lakki! Lakki! Lakki! ...

I'm very pleased to hear it, Mrs. Oscarsson Felmer.

It's very important that parents support what we to do in the school environment.

Absolutely.

Yeah.

Your mother would like a word with you.

Hello.

Some of your teachers are dreadful, aren't they?

They're okay.

I want you to know that you have my full support, sweetheart.

It's not easy for me, either.

No.

Sweetheart, I'm going to make us a wonderful dinner...

and we'll have a nice evening when you get home.

You are coming home?

What about the others?

I threw him out.

Siss is sleeping.

Siss! Siss!

Are you in pain?

No.

This gang, do you associate with them?

What gang?

- The one in the park. - I've never meet them.

Do you smoke hash?

No.

According to your mother, you don't get much help from your father.

Yes, I do.

At least he doesn't drink.

I'm going to stay with him this weekend.

Aha.

He's strong.

Okay.

I don't want to be here.

Are you having an attack?

I don't have any attacks.

That's just something you made up.

There. There.

Don't touch me.

You don't like people touching you?

Piss off!

Have you ever been subjected to...

You have a dirty mind.

At your previous school you were seeing a psychologist.

I'm not going to a psychologist.

But it was going well.

No, it wasn't.

Adults understand nothing!

My baby.

How beautiful you are. What about a little kiss for Aunt Siss?

Is dinner ready?

Almost.

That idiotic PE teacher... Who is he?

I don't give a shit.

He's got a sexy voice.

Hey!

You know how I get friendly when I've had a little to drink...

I invited him to dinner.

Who?

The PE teacher, Andersen, or whatever his name is.

When?

Today, 5:00.

Lakki, don't upset yourself! You'll get an attack!

I don't get any damn attacks!

Mom, you promised! We had a deal!

You broke your part of it!

You broke yours first, bringing scum home!

Stop looking at me!

Now, calm down, Lakki.

Lakki! Please!

Don't touch me!

You think I'm crazy, but I'm not!

I'm calling him.

- Who is it? - It's me.

- Who? - Lakki.

Lakki, I'm with a client at the moment. I'll pick you up in the morning.

I want to come now.

You got school tomorrow.

We're off.

The PE teacher dropped dead in the locker room.

- Vibeke has to go to her prenatal class. - You have to pick me up.

Damn it, my client just walked out, Lakki.

I can't stand being here.

Is she on a binge?

She's in the kitchen, making dinner.

I'm going out when Vibeke gets home.

- I can't stand listening to it anymore. - To what?

How they moan and scream all night long.

Okay.

I'll see you at the bus stop by the bridge at 4:30.

Are you leaving me?

Get in.

Get in!

I don't want that mess in the car.

Is that really what she says?

Well, I'll tell you something.

I pay more than I'm obligated to.

The house, the car, and that damn alimony on top of that.

As if that wasn't enough, Vibeke tells me she's pregnant.

Completely unplanned, just like you.

Dear God.

I think I'll go to bed.

Already?

I was up at six this morning.

You look like a sailboat in a storm.

Fuck!

Mia!

Mia!

I was just having some fun.

I must sleep. I haven't shut my eyes all night.

- Spare me! - You became friends with him, too.

- Don't misuse that word. - No, because you don't have any friends.

Look at me now.

Long strokes.

Easy. Easy. Nice.

Daddy.

Daddy.

What are you saying?

Dad's on the sea. Dead.

Where is he?

Hans?!

Were you awake? Did you see him go?

He went out to sea.

And there's still two nights until a full moon.

Hans!

No, we mustn't shout.

Who knows who hears us.

We're going home today.

Aren't we going to look for Dad?

He'll come back, if he wants to.

What if he's been killed?

No, there's nothing to be frightened of, Lakki.

Lakki, you are going to take a bath, at once.

I can't bear dirty kids.

God, I am happy.

The bathroom is flooding!

A drop of water won't hurt. The whole building's rotten, anyway.

It's just what the landlord deserves. Bravo, Lakki!

This is how it'll always be, Lakki.

Dancing, laughing and being together.

You have a child!

I fucking doubt it!

You can't just run off!

Damn it, I hate you!

Damn it, I love you!

No!

I can't take it!

Damn you!

Thanks for breakfast.

You're welcome. Was it all right?

Yes.

More coffee?

No, thanks.

Hello. Good morning. My name is...

Are you still here?

Where have you been?

I'm sorry, forgive me. But I was so frightened.

Darling, if only you'd give me a reason, any reason.

You're not having one of your attacks, are you?

The fuck I am!

I'm never coming here again!

Let go of me!

Lakki.

Aren't you at your father's?