Summertime (Kesäkaverit)

SUMMERTIME

You're driving 25 miles per hour.

I'm a shitty driver. Fasten your seat belt. I don't want you to die.

It's squeezing my hungover body.

Why did you have to get yourself a hangover? -I was scared of flying.

And leaving. And these people.

There's nothing wrong with Hanko, except for the Swedish-speaking.

I can already see myself running on the beach. {an you?

A real best friend would support me.

A real best friend got you a summer job.

This will be a good summer.

Maybe even the best summer ever? -Maybe.

"Varje sommar. Vill ni ha kaffe eller te?"

Eller te. -"Vill ni ha kaffe eller te?"

For once, I knew better.

Luckily I don't have to drive. -You're always drunk or hungover.

You do look pretty awful.

So what happened to your Andalusian?

You're pronouncing it wrong.

What happened to your Andalusian?

This could be a summer without men.

Like a girls' summer. -Absolutely.

I couldn't agree more.

Look, about that summer without men thing...

What if a small man turns up? -How small?

Really small -That doesn't count.

Really small men don't count. -Coolio.

Hey there, Hanko people!

Sit down already. You're out of your fucking mind.

Maybe, but l rule.

Are we driving around in circles? -You were supposed to navigate.

Look at that! -Could it be our house?

Which is more important: a big house or a house on the beach?

There was a villa in your e-mail.

I just wanted to get us in the mood.

Maybe it looks better inside.

The kitchen is on your right. Be careful.

I think Olli likes us. -All bosses like you.

Which one of you is the professional waitress? -Iiris.

I've been living abroad for years, waitressing and stuff.

Right. And this is Eeva, our third summer girl.

Summer waitress. And...

Eeva spends her summers in Hanko, so we kind of know each other.

Hi. Karoliina Kantola. -I'm Eeva.

This is Iiris.

Johan, what are you doing?

Are those cappuccinos ready?

Eeva, go clear table ten.

Table ten? -Yeah.

She's a complete "Rain man". -Take care of table five.

And wine for you.

We didn't order this.

It beats writing my Master's thesis.

I don't feel like going out. -Neither do I.

Two salty licorice shots.

Iiris, come here!

Corning!

My name is

Tattooed deep in your brain

My name is

Seared in your heart with a hot iron

You wish you were in Madrid. -No, I like it here.

BYE bye.

Let's do it. -What?

Guess who is housesitting at her aunt's villa for the summer.

No way. -Soon she'll have two new roommates.

Eeva! Hi. -Hi.

We've been waiting for you. -Why?

We work together every day -

and we've never even been to your summer house.

You never ask me anywhere. It's always just the two of you.

Don't say that. It makes me feel like a bully.

You've met a person who doesn't respond to your charm.

Are you coming?

This is the living room.

And the parlor is over there. Would you like some coffee?

Although I don't know how to use the espresso machine.

It makes a...

...kind of sound. -No, thanks.

The kitchen is here.

This is the garden. I've been doing some work on it.

Eeva, it looks incredible.

Please, let us stay here with you. We can't live in that shithole.

Iiris is becoming bitchier every day. -It's true.

And we would pay rent of course. Please, please, Eeva...

Okay.

Eeva, you're the best!

We're only your subtenants. You are in charge of everything.

This calls for a celebration! To the drinking rocks! -Where?

What else do you do in addition to your promising career as a waitress?

I suck as a waitress.

You must have some other skills. -I'm not so sure.

I've studied this and that, but I guess I'm not very smart.

Don't say that. Of course you are.

I start studying for the entrance exam early on, but it never pays off.

Maybe you've been studying all the wrong things.

I never even get accepted. -Do you want some?

I've studied economics, literature and forestry.

What an interesting combo. -Thanks.

And other stuff in training centers. I just can't decide.

Don't do something just because you're supposed to.

It's better to pack your things and fly far away.

I didn't say that.

Do you think this is piss, or could it be some kind of dew?

Yeah, it's magic fairy mist.

I wouldn't have guessed that you study theology and psychology.

Are you gonna be a priest? -No.

A psychologist? -I don't think so. I could be a teacher.

Or I could start working on my PhD. I'd like to do research.

Limitless possibilities.

Right. Should I be a receptionist or a waitress?

My yearly dilemma.

What did you think Karoliina was studying?

I don't know. Physical education or something.

Eeva, Eeva, Eeva...

Hey there, Hanko boys!

Hello boys! -We will take the bus to Slussen.

And the metro to Bagarmossen.

Hello. There you go. -Thank you.

Thank you. -You're welcome.

Hello. -Drinker girl.

Yeah, my parents wanted to give me an usual name.

Sorry. My name is Jussi. We met at the bar.

You were drinking, dancing and shouting with your friend.

Guilty as charged. Iiris.

I paid for your drinks. -Oh. Thank you.

Do you live here? -No. I study in Helsinki.

I work here as a tennis coach. -I came to work here from Madrid.

Are you studying there or... -Working. just working.

I've always wanted to go there. Maybe after I graduate.

You should. It's a wonderful place.

It's filled with culture, museums and interesting people.

It's a metropolis. We don't have those in Finland.

What don't we have? -Metropolises.

Can I get you something? -Coffee, please.

Coffee.

Did I interrupt something? -No.

He's not bad looking.

A checked shirt. Not my type.

Maybe his mom shops for him.

My mom shops for me all the time.

I don't want a summer fling anyway. It only causes trouble when I leave.

You can always dump him at the airport.

Give him a chance. just get rid of that shirt, fast.

It's on me. For the drinks.

You still owe me though. We have outrageous prices.

I could show you around Hanko. I know all the best places.

Today I'm busy, but maybe tomorrow.

See you tomorrow. -See you.

I borrowed your earrings.

Someone's gonna have fun tonight. -I'm totally not gonna have fun.

Whatever you say. -Bye then.

Do you know how to pop a wheelie? -Yeah.

Show me. -You first.

I don't know if I can.

You can do it better than me.

This is really underground.

Can you cope? -Barely.

Why did I buy those pink cakes? -They are pretty masculine.

Are you tempted? -Like crazy.

Well? -It's really good.

Do you want some? -No, thanks.

So you study cultural anthropology.

Why? -For the money. I want to start making the big bucks.

What are you gonna be when you grow up? -I don't know.

I would like to study humanities at university -

or maybe something a bit more concrete.

I've always enjoyed handicrafts and working with people.

Or maybe I'll do something abroad. I don't know.

I have no idea what I want to be when I grow up.

Are you planning on leaving for Spain in the fall? -Yeah, I am.

I already have the ticket. Why do you ask?

Do you need a place to stay when you come for a visit?

That wine cost me over eight euros. I want something in return.

We'll see.

And there. How do you feel now?

You're humiliating an old man. -Don't play if you don't have the balls.

Karoliina, I hate to interrupt your game...

Take it easy, Olli. I'm going.

Evening, sir. Would you like a glass of sherry and a piece of cake -

made by our own little boss with his own little hands?

I'm really not a cake person -

and I'm driving, so no sherry for me either.

For the record, I think it's a very mature choice -

but I've heard the traffic police is seriously undermanned, so go for it.

A young girl like you is urging me to drink and drive.

I'm 25, so I might be a little too young for you.

Can you bring the old man an espresso? -And a piece of cake.

You look like you have a little cake person inside of you.

Someone has to lure him out.

You should put the glass down.

Did you set up another date? -No.

Did he call? -No.

Did he text? -No.

Okay, there's no rush.

Did you have fun? -It was okay.

Yeah, but did you... have fun?

Ask away. I don't think Eeva will have nightmares.

Did you blow him? Did you fuck? -I'm not in the mood.

Not all men appreciate a blowjob.