Pernille (Pørni)

You've reached Anne.

Please send an SMS and don't bother leaving a message

because I won't listen to it anyway. I'll call back as soon as I can. Bye!

- - 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.

Just wish you were here with me.

I really miss you.

What are they thinking?

Terminal patients love sports cars?

Or like to knit?

You. Are you interested in knitting?

Dad…

Look,

I've heard something about a new, experimental treatment. The doctor could…

Don't talk to me as if I were one of your clients, my dear.

I've talked to some old colleagues.

I know what my prognosis is.

- Sure. -

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

- Ole Johan Middelthon? - Yeah.

For fucks sake. That shitting doctor. All of them can just fuck off…

- Will you calm yourself down. - But I can't stop!

It's unfair that for weeks we all worry that you'll drop dead…

Systems can fail for other people as well.

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

And all of a sudden, he'll be getting a call on the telephone telling him about

his incurable brain cancer.

Lately I've had a lot of trouble at night.

- Sleeping. - Mm-m.

Lying there, just terrified.

I need to get my life back from that idiot of a doctor who got the tests mixed up.

Over six months, I've been thinking about what happened to Anne. And how…

Life can be so brutal.

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

But I want to be honest with myself

and with everybody around me in the time I now have left.

Okay.

- Why did you do that? - Why do you have to talk to Finn?

He has to call and ask the kids to come and see him in Copenhagen.

I get that. Why are you the one to book and pay for it all then?

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

I mean, of course.

But it's brutal enough he's now living in Copenhagen.

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

They will realise that themselves. You'll see.

- Well, there's no rush for that. - Pernille…

I really loved your mom.

And I'm happy for the time we had together.

But honestly…

I'm gay.

Are you?

Yeah.

Oh my God, Dad. Thanks for telling me.

That's great. It really is, Dad.

Oh, really?

Yes, that's nice indeed.

- Thank you very much. - No, but you…

Oh my God.

You know, I think I need to move my body a bit.

Could you drive me up to Sognsvann?

Of course I can.

Is that why you keep going there all the time?

- Hm? - For all the men?

I hike in the woods every single day. I like the feeling of being outside.

Sorry. I know that.

"Fit, gay, and outdoorsy." For your dating profile or something.

Stop. "Fit, gay, and outdoorsy." You think?

PERNILLE

[woman[ I'm in a completely different place now.

My sister… My lawyer, I mean, she says that everything is in place

and we've even been talking back and forth about moving forward with Linnea…

To regain custody.

We could, first of all, explore some time without supervision.

Bear in mind that for us, the child is the main priority.

I'm on call, so…

- Sorry, I'll have to take that. - No problem.

- -

Maybe say something to her, you know? It's appalling.

Hold on.

That's not fair. You can't be using a word like that one here.

We came here to observe her. Without moralising, all right?

But how is she able to function at work?

She's unbalanced. I think that's obvious.

We should see if she realises it and how she'll react about it after.

And then we can address the case of the missing trousers.

Please excuse me. I had to give a second opinion on a patient.

- You guys want coffee? - Yep, sounds good.

- -

Er, Martine.

Can you say something

on what you think on the, er… the help that we've been able to offer to you?

Would you like milk in your coffee?

No, thanks. It's just fine like that.

I'll have mine black too. Thank you so much.

You're welcome.

Would you mind driving? My knees are hurting.

- Yes, chief. - Thanks.

"Grown-up for a day."

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

"Then I heard a baby scream. I've had enough."

"Then I walked over to a crib and looked down at a miserable baby."

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

"There was a man lying in my bed. Ew…"

THE GIRLS ARE COMING HER NEXT WEEKEND, RIGHT?

"'I've had enough. I'm breaking up,' I said…"

NO, THIS WEEKEND, YOU PRICK!!

"…and patted my baby's head.'

NO, THIS WEEKEND

I EMAILED YOU THE FLIGHT TIMES TWO WEEKS AGO

"…to sweet rolls from the bakery."

"All the boys in my class have become criminals."

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

- Should I continue? - No, that's okay.

No, er, that was just great.

You're very imaginative, and… Yeah.

Would you mind stepping outside, so I can talk to your mum…

CAN YOU BOOK US A COOL RESTAURANT?

- Erm… -

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

How are things going with your nephew? Is changing his school going okay?

Yeah, it's all good. So far.

- It's as good as you'd think. - Yeah?

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

and I felt it was better to be asked directly

instead of just pretending like nothing happened.

- Yeah. Go ahead. It's fine. - Yeah?

Leo's staying with us while his dad's in rehab,

but I think it's going pretty well.

Yeah? To me, it doesn't seem like Sigrid is doing so well.

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

- Because she's feeling sad. - Okay.

Er, you know… She's just a bit annoyed

about swapping bedrooms and stuff like that.

- But I don't think she's sad. - No?

This is why the cobbler's children are the worst shod, isn't it?

As you work with difficult issues, it can be easy to trivialise your own.

- I think you could be right. - Yeah.

Yeah, I'll talk about it with her.

That's great. That's great.

- That was really all I wanted to say, so… - Okay, yeah.

- Thanks for coffee. - Not at all. Thanks for coming.

Did you hurt yourself?

No, it's just my knee. I'm getting an operation.

- I'm sure it'll be fine, huh? - Yeah.

This could be a bit too direct,

but I have tickets to Father John Misty this Friday at the Rockefeller,

if you'd like to join me?

Sounds really good.

So let me check what's in the calendar with babysitting and stuff.

- I'll text you. - Sure, absolutely. Absolutely.

Absolutely.

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

- Okay. - And he's spent the morning at Harald's.

Also, Vilde said that both her mum and dad got chlamydia from him,

and that wasn't good. It can make you sterile.

If I'm honest it would suit me just fine if I wasn't able to have any more kids.

Can you please tie your shoelace for me?

Couldn't you ride this home?

Isn't the point of the bicycle to get slim,

since you haven't used that exclusive gym membership

I've paid so much for recently, Hanna?

Don't say it's exclusive, 'cause it's not.

And don't say "slim". You know I can't ride uphill.

And you need to send me money. Four thousand.

Have you noticed that Sigrid is really sad because of Anne?

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

What did you just say? Four thousand?

For a used bike on Vintage. Shouldn't it cost a lot less?

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

It's not coming out of my Argentina budget.

Isn't it? So what budget is it coming out of?

You're such so cheap, Mother.

You won't offer to buy your own child a bike

even though you live with Grandad for nothing?

You're the one who's always saying people shouldn't be spoiling their children.

You'll end up being like Celine,

whose dad got her a flat for her 18th, didn't he?

I wouldn't end up like Celine. She has a horrible personality.

Sure, and your personality is really charming.

Sigrid's not sad. That's just something you say so you can skip class.

Sigrid. Will you give my phone back? Yours is fully charged.

I'm just sending myself a picture.

Do you wanna talk about why you run out of class

because you're not feeling so great about Aunt Anne?

I'm not sad about Aunt Anne.

Well, I am, but I'm mainly I'm sad because Leo is staying with us.

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

Hanna, how do I get Harry Styles to add me on Snapchat?

Sigrid, my phone back now.

- It's from "The Baseball Bat Case". - Will you please ignore that?

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

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

It's just that I work with people who can sometimes get a little upset.