AUREHOJ HIGH SCHOOL
9TH GRADE 2:43 PM
All overthe world youths undergo special rituals -
- to mark the transition to adulthood.
These rituals are governed by a special set of rules.
The youth is removed from his or her daily surroundings-
- and is placed in an unknown or dangerous situation.
These puberty rituals are called rites of passage.
In other words, an individual's passage from one status to another.
Afterwards he's regarded as an adult. What else do we call this? Rebekka?
Why can't we plan our curriculum? At least we'd learn something useful.
- What would be useful to learn? - Something relevant to our life.
This is relevant to people all over the world, and has been for ages.
Can you think of a Christian rite of passage?
- Confirmation. But I don't agree. - Of course you don't.
Nobody treats me different 'coz I got an iMac and some shitty altar wine.
I didn't feel any sexual challenge by having a curfew at 11 o'clock.
That's quite interesting. Ashame you didn't put that in your paper.
As it is, I have to give you a D. Have a nice weekend.
TRIPLE DARE
- How old are you? - 18.
17.
- 16. - Can I see some ID?
Look, I know you're only 15.
- Are you calling me a liar? - Yes. Yourname is Rebekka.
I've fucked your big brother.
- Where's our vodka? - The cashier's fucked Stefan.
- Were all the cashiers girls? - I don't know.
- How did you do that? - Hoot hoot!
Hoot hoot! Do you wanna have a go?
Hi.
- Sorry I'm late. - It's okay.
- Jesus, 50 Cent and Dr. Dre? - You sound like my mom, Sofie.
- They call women degrading names. - Like ho, like bitch, like slut.
- Why do you have to talk like that? - You're such a fucking virgin!
- It's okay to be a virgin. - Chill. I didn't mean you.
- What's this? - Acootie catcher, remember?
- My step sister gave it to me. - Aren't you lucky?
- Choose a color. - Blue.
- Choose a number. - Six.
Sex?
Sex!
It says you have to moon. You have to!
- Or else? - You die. It says so in the rules.
Fuck the rules.
- Achildren's ticket. - Nope. You're not under 16.
- I'm 15. - Don't lie to me.
I'm not lying. I'm entitled to buy a childrens ticket. I'm a child!
You can have an ordinary ticket, or you can get off.
I'd like to discuss the way you talk to me.
- I think you're condescending. - We don't mean to.
- It's mainly Stefan... stupid pube! - How about the way you talk?
- See, Rebekka. Do as Mom says. - Shut up. I'm trying to converse.
- How grown-up. "Converse"! - Stefan, don't start.
- Are you coming to the cottage? - No, the girls are coming.
- I won't babysit the 3 little pigs! - They can babysit themselves.
I can't get wasted, pick up chicks and babysit the 3 little pigs.
- Look how condescending he is! - Stop it, will you?
- Hey, that must be your wet dream. - Stop it!
She dreams about Adam every night. Sure you do, you're turning red.
If she likes Adam, it's her business.
- I don't like Adam. - Why don't you let him in then?
- Cool top. - Thanks.
- Coming tomorrow? - Yes.
- Where? - Didn't he invite you to my 18th?
You can bring some friends so you aren't the only freshman.
Wassup, bitch!
- Rebekka wants to go out with you. - Shouldn't she ask me herself?
- She's shy... Turning red again. - You're such a dick!
Yuck! Are you piercing your earwith that dirty needle?
- You do it, Sofie. - No, I'll faint.
I'll do it.
- I've got an idea. - Gross.
- It's just skin. - I'm trying to say something.
- I'm going to puke. - And some people pierce their pussy.
I'm trying to tell you something.
These rites of passage, right?
The idea is to do something creepy and then you're considered an adult.
Some African tribes brand people to show they've entered adulthood.
I'd let them brand me if it would get me into the trendy clubs.
We're in limbo waiting to get older so people will take us seriously.
Wasting our lives following rules made by old people with long boobs-
- and rotting brain cells! We should make the rules.
- I'm sick of being in limbo. - But what can we do about it?
We can make up our own rite of passage... The Cootie Catcher.
We'll each write a dare on the flaps without letting the others see it.
I'll start. No peeking.
- This isn't like the otherrites. - They're like ancient and African!
- Must it be something gross? - Not necessarily.
- Can it be about sex? - Preferably. Just push the limit.
Rule No. 1. We all have to do a dare by midnight on Saturday.
Rule No. 2. If you don't do your dare in two hours, -
- it's the next one's turn. And then you draw a new dare.
Rule No. 3. The Cootie Catcher is a secret.
If anyone fails, we'll send nude pics ofher round to the whole school.
- No way. - Be sure to pass, then.
I've got a better punishment. If you fail, you shave your head.
- Isn't there more to life than hair? - Yeah, but my punishment is better.
- I'd ratherbe bald than nude. - I make the rules.
- Two punishments? That's stupid. - Mine's way better.
- Let's just have them both. - Fine.
Both mine and Sofie's then. So, if we fail, -
- we'll send nude pics round and we have to shave ourhead.
It's 7 p.m. Let the Cootie Catcher begin.
Claudia, you have two hours to do your first dare.
Blue.
Five.
One... Six.
- "Make out with Yogurt"? - You got mine!
- Who the fuck is Yogurt? - The acne guy with the 6,000 DVDs.
- Who wets himself when he's drunk? - Yes. You have to make out with him.
- Eat your heart out. - Man, ifhe kisses like a blender!
MAKE OUT WTH YOGURT
- We have to be able to see you. - See me pop Yogurt's cherry?
We have to verify that you do it properly.
- Sure I will. - You have one hour and 45 minutes.
Good luck.
- Hello. - Is Yogurt in?
Alexander.
Alexander, you've got a visitor.
Are you in the same grade as "Yogurt" as you call him?
No.
Bye.
- What are you doing here? - Have you really got 6,000 DVDs?
- Why? - Can I borrow one?
- Why don't you go to Blockbuster? - I promised Rebekka to bring some.
But seeing as you know all about movies, maybe you can help me.
- Seen "Zombie Flesh Eaters"? - Yes... No.
Get down!
"Zombie Flesh Eaters", 1979. Amasterpiece. Fulci's 30th movie.
Far out. They made movies like that then?
- Sure! Ever seen "The Beyond"? - I don't think so.
Agirl gets herface eaten by maggots in two minutes. It's pure ballet.
Yuck!
Come over here.
How come we've never hung out?
You've ignored me since grade school.
- Were you in my grade school? - Yes, don't you remember?
Sure, I do.
The hell you do. I wasn't in your grade school. I was just testing.
- Are we on Candid Camera? - What do you mean?
I don't care if we are.
- They did it! - That's not making out. No tongue.
Why did you kiss me?
Because I want to.
- They didn't make out, Sofie. - Alright.
I remember your first day in school.
You were late and couldn't find your home room.
You fell next to the Coke machine.
You thought no one noticed and got back up in a hurry.
I was dying to help you up and kiss you.
But I didn't dare to, of course.
- Is this some kind of a joke? - No.
Who's that?
Katja, Stefan's class mate. What the hell's she doing here?
I know it's wrong, but I'm madly in love with you.
Come on.
Do you know Katja, Alexander's girlfriend?
- Why was Katja there? - Is he going out with a senior?
Don't you feel bad that you tried to kiss her boyfriend?
She'll neverknow, will she? Anyway, it's over and I passed.
- No, you didn't. - Why not?
- You were supposed to make out. - My tongue almost touched his.
But the Cootie Catcher said "make out". We have to take it seriously.
- I do! And I passed. - I don't think so. Right, Sofie?
I dunno.
Didn't you agree they didn't make out?
- Yes. - We either do it all-out or drop it.
Fuck it!
- Can we drop by the cafe? - We have to draw the next dare.
- Rasmus keeps texting me. - Ignore him.
I am. But I want to make it clear to him that it's over.
- Okay, five minutes. - That's all I need.
You can't sit here.
- But I'm 18. - "I'm 18". Sure, just buy something.
- My friends are in the bathroom. - They're for paying customers only.
Okay. Give me a Coke...
And three glasses.
Run up and get it yourself. Fucking teenager!
- Someone's doing it in the bathroom. - I bet it's Claudia.
- She promised not to. - How can she when she's not in love?
- What? - Nothing.
Tell me.
Will I ever fall in love? Maybe some people never find anyone.
- Not you, Sofie. - Why not? Maybe I'm frigid.
Everyone talks about the sweet agony of being madly in love.
I've never felt that way about a guy.
What are you trying to say?
Nothing.
I'll call you later, beautiful.
Hi.
- So, what did you talk about? - He was full of bad excuses.
- I think he wants me back. - Good thing you know how to say no.
Yes.
Your turn, right?
Here.
Okay. Yellow.
Four.
Four again.
Eight.
What does that mean?
- Hey, I wrote that. - Let me see.
"Make someone think you're a hooker." How?
Yes, how?
- I didn't make the rules. - Are you mad because you failed?
No. I just think we should take the Cootie Catcher seriously.
But your definition sucks. "Make someone think you're a hooker".
- Not one word about money. - How else are you going to prove it?
Just convince someone you're a hooker, take the money and run.
Sure, but where do I find him?
- She's hot. - You can't call other girls hot.
- Sure. You're pretty hot yourself. - If girls like girls, let them.
But do they have to lie there... licking each other?
Now just choose the least gross one.
"31-year-old good-Iooking guy seeks the erotic company of playful girl."
- 31! - How about this one:
"64-year-old farmer in bra and panties wants to be spanked." Nice.
I'll take the 31-year-old. But what ifhe's a psycho?
- He is. He's got a sex web profile. - Just take the money and run.
Okay, what to write?
"Dear 31-year-old. I really got turned on by yourprofile."
- "I want to meet you right away." - "Please fulfill my sex fantasies."
What if he believes it? 500? No, I cost at least 100,000 kroner.
- He won't call you then. - "I'm only wet the next two hours."
"My numberis..."
- There. - You didn't! What ifhe calls?
Talk to him. Would you rather wait to be picked up on the street?
As if I'm going to stand on the street and shout:
"Love for sale. Only 500 kroner."
"But hurry up. I'm only wet the next two hours!" Oh, my God!
Want some candy?
- Are you on-line? - Yes, but it was boring, so...
You're neverhome on a Friday night.
Nice to know you're not getting into trouble.
- We're going upstairs. - Thanks for the candy.
Why, you're... welcome.
He's not going to call.
- What does a hooker wear? - How about those?
No way!
Rebekka. Where are you going?
- To Sofie's to watch DVDs. - Now? It's 11 p.m.
She's got "Zombie Flesh Eaters", an Italian horror movie by Lucio Fulci.
All that make-up. You look like a...
I can look like whatever I want.
But do you have to look like that when you're watching videos?
DVDs! See you, Mom.
Bye.
MAKE SOMEONE THINKYOU'REA HOOKER
Shit, man!
- What ifhe wants me to get in? - Just ask for the money first.
- Where do you think they go? - I don't like this.
There's one.
Come on, you can do it.
It'll be okay. Do it.
Now, Rebekka. Do it.
Be careful.
- Fucking whore! - It's Rebekka.
It's the 31-year-old.
Run when you've got the money.
Kick him in the balls if he acts up.
- Fancy place. Think he's rich? - No, men'll do anything to get laid.
- What ifhe wants sex first? - Lick him a little on the neck.
- Gross! - They're suckers for that.
- I'm going in. - Show us the 500 and you've passed.
Hi.
- How old are you anyway? - 20.
20?
Great. Let me take yourjacket.
Come in, for chrissakes. Adrink?
- Do you live here? - No, it's just temporary.
- How long have you lived here? - How long?
Ayear or so. Your jacket, let's take it off.
There you go... Whoops.
You smell nice.
Cheers.
Give me the money first and then we'll get down to business.
500, right?
Hello. Hi, sweetie. What?
Have you been to the zoo? Great. With Mom?
Were you scared? Of course you weren't.
Let's go to the park on Saturday and play football, just you and me.
We can go to McDonald's afterwards. Hello?
Hi, Laura. Yes, I know...
Relax, he called me. What's so strange about that?
I'm his Dad, goddammit. Relax!
Shut up, you fucking whore!
What about the money?
- Don't you ever get scared? - No.
I think we're done.
Whoa there.
You're sweet.
Okay.
Please don't. Please don't.
How old are you? How old are you?
- How old are you? - 15.
Get out. Now!
- One minute left. - What took you so long?
- He wouldn't pay me. - So what the fuck were you doing?
Did he think you were a hooker? Did you get the 500?
- How come you've got his wallet? - I took it by mistake.
- There's only 200. - He's married! And he buys a hooker.
- Let's go home. I feel sick. - You know you haven't passed, right?
- What are you talking about? - We said 500. There's only 200 here.
- Isn't his wallet good enough? - My kiss wasn't good enough!
- This is completely different. - You said to take it seriously.
I do. But you should pass when you were almost raped!
Hey, are you okay?
Are you okay?
- Let's do something about it. - No, I just want to go home.
- You still haven't passed. - What? Sure I have.
I have, haven't I, Sofie?
I don't think so.
Are you asleep in there?
- Get out! - No!
Taking a crap, little piggy?
And so what, if I am?
Phew! We come to fetch more booze and the house reeks ofbaby pooh.
- Lay off, Stefan. - Shut up, man.
Adam thought I was taking a crap.
Oh no.
Are you asleep?
- No. - Me neither.
Does it hurt much the first time?
I didn't really think it hurt. But then I was stone drunk.
Was it the guy from summer camp?
Pierre.
- Were you in love with him? - No. I just wanted to get it done.
How does it feel?
At first I thought: "Is that it?"
It's sort oflike getting a massage on the inside.
It's hard to explain. It's nothing special, really.
So why do people do it all the time?
Because you get used to it. I kind oflike it now.
- Lfit doesn't go too fast. - How long does it take?
- Two orthree minutes. - That sure isn't long.
No.
- Can I draw another one? - Not until you've tried to do this.
- "French kiss a girl." - Piece of cake.
It's Yogurt. What the hell does he want?
- I'm not here. - Does he think you're going out?
Of course he doesn't. Say I'm not here... Please.
Hi.
- Claudia's mom said she was here. - Yes, but she just left.
- Is she coming back? - I think so.
Will you give herthis?
- Yes. Bye. - Where did she go?
I think she went to see Rasmus. Herboyfriend.
Want me to tell her something?
Yes, tell her I broke up with Katja.
- Did you have to mention Rasmus? - You asked me to get rid of him.
You don't want that nerd stalking you, do you?
It's the one where someone has her head eaten by maggots.
He asked me to tell you he broke up with Katja.
Let's get on with it, shall we?
- Look, I won't do it. - You have to.
- I promise to do two other dares. - No.
If you refuse, we'll shave yourhead and send round nude pics of you.
- I can't just do stufflike you. - What is it we just do?
It's just like you to chicken out. Do you know what we went through?
You're so selfish.
FRENCH KISS AGIRL
- What do I say to her? - Ask her to come to the ball pit.
Yes, then we can watch you on the monitor.
- It's like watching porn. - No. Please let me draw another one.
No! Go make out, Sofie.
Go on.
All we need is popcorn.
- What are we going to do there? - I just want to show you something.
- Well, here we are then. - Yes.
I just wanted to ask you... Don't you think there are too many balls?
- Is that why you brought me here? - Yes.
No, I think the number of balls is fine. Can I get back to work now?
Stay for a while.
It's Rebekka.
It was him!
You have to turn him in. What ifhe rapes someone else?
- It's not like he actually did. - But still!
I know you tried to rape Rebekka. Call again and we're turning you in!
Get it, psycho?
Remember when you were a kid and hid under all the balls?
I wish I could stay there and see the world through colored plastic.
Sometimes I wish I was ten again.
Me too. When I was ten, I wasn't so scared of everything.
- Are you scared of who you are? - What do you mean?
- You know what I mean. - No.
What are we doing here then?
I bet he's raped tons of others that way.
Oh my God!
Far out! I never thought she'd have the nerve.
Why does she go on? She passed already.
What's up?
Way to go! You passed the Cootie Catcher.
- Anything wrong? - I just felt sick. I couldn't do it.
We saw you. You were all over each other.
When I say I didn't French kiss her, I didn't French kiss her, okay?
- Why don't you want to pass? - We have to take it seriously.
- I don't want to pass by cheating. - We do take it seriously.
Why do we even do this?
To prove to the world we're not scared of anything.
- We want to be taken seriously. - You sound just like Rebekka.
- 'Coz I'm right. - But why keep it a secret then?
What matters is that we know what we've overcome. Fuck the rest!
Fuck authority and fuck the rules for when you can and can't do stuff.
We've made our own rite of passage. Maybe it doesn't show afterwards-
- but then I won't let anyone discriminate me anymore.
Right. Fuck the rest, man!
- Three two-zone tickets. - Children's? You're under 16, right?
Yes, but yesterday I was even more under 16, and you didn't believe me.
- You'd rather pay more then? - You just don't get it.
Fuck!
Give me my wallet. I traced your cell phone. My wallet!
- Who is it? - Nobody, Mom.
- Thought about seeing a shrink? - My Mom is a shrink.
- I'm sorry. - For playing a hooker or stealing?
- Or the rape allegations? - I didn't want them to think that.
- Who? - My friends.
I thought I wouldn't pass the Cootie Catcher unless I accused you of rape.
It's not fucking funny.
Hi. Who are you?
- How do you know Rebekka? - Wrong address. Sorry.
Good luck.
He was a Jehovah's Witness, okay?
Forthe last time: Who was he?
- Are you on drugs? - No!
You want to be treated like an adult but you behave very immaturely.
Pack your bags. We're leaving in ten minutes.
- Yes, in ten minutes. - But I'm going to Adam's party.
- No, you're coming to the cottage. - You can't make me!
Yes. If you won't be honest with us, we have to treat you like a child.
- Rebekka, where are you? - The 31-year-old came by.
- Oh, my God! Where are you now? - On my way to the cottage.
- I can't go until I say who he was. - You have to come back.
- I've been kidnapped. Do something. - What do you want us to do?
You can't go on without me because I have the Cootie Catcher.
Would you like to play a game?
- We could go buy some more candy. - Dad, I'm not five anymore.
Let's buy a bottle of vodka and get stoned and throw up then.
Rebekka, why are you so upset? Is it because of Adam?
Don't, Dad.
Rebekka, I miss you.
Help me with the potatoes, will you, sweetie?
There's something I've got to tell you. Mom, sit down.
Since yesterday this thing has ruled my, Sofie's and Claudia's lives.
In some tribes you have to undergo rites of passage to become an adult.
- So we made our own. - You're confirmed.
Well, that doesn't mean shit. So we made up dares for each other.
My dare was to...
I had to make someone believe I was a hooker. That's why I knew that man.
I pretended to be a hooker, found him on the Net and stole his wallet.
Your motheris a psychologist. Did you think she'd fall for that?
- What? - Hi.
- How did you get here? - By train. We ran from the station.
- It's all my fault. - What is?
- That guy is someone I know. - Where did you meet him?
I talked to him at a party and someone told me he sold drugs.
Drugs?
- Have you done drugs, Rebekka? - No, Mom.
He just wanted my number and I wouldn't give him the right one.
So you gave a 40-year-old drug dealer Rebekka's number? Are you insane?
I couldn't think of any others. I didn't know he'd actually show up.
- I thought he'd give up. - Don't give strangers hernumber!
- She said she was sorry. - Should we report it? Was he nasty?
No. I said I didn't know Claudia.
- Claudia, you're a fool. - Yes.
I'm sorry. I didn't want to rat on Claudia.
Sweetie, you know you can tell us anything.
None of us have passed yet. By midnight we all have to do a dare.
If we all do it at the same time, how can we prove we've done it?
We just have to trust each other.
I promise to do my dare. If I fail, I promise to tell you.
Me too.
Hi, Sofie.
Hi.
- Aren't you going in? - What do you think?
- What's up with you? - What's up with you?
- Why were you so mean to her? - I don't want her to get any ideas.
- Why are you just standing there? - Why do you think?
GIVE ABLOWJOB
Hi, Rebekka. Welcome.
Have you got any ice? For my drink.
- What are you drinking? - I thought I'd have... a beer.
The beer's over here. Help yourself.
- Can you show me where the ice is? - Down the hall, one flight down...
Come with me. I always get lost.
Okay.
Here.
- Anything wrong? - No.
- Where are you going? - Back to my party.
- Let's sit for a while. - Here?
- So, what are you going to do now? - People keep asking me that.
- I don't know. - I can't wait to graduate.
It's crazy. I'm 18 and I've gone to school for almost... 14 years.
- Your entire life. - I'm 15! 16 in two months.
- It's almost the same. - No way.
- 14, 15, girls look the same to me. - They're so different.
- Not to me. - Would you date a 14-year-old?
- No. And not a 15-year-old either. - What if she was really mature...
And she turned 16 in two months? Is that what you mean?
Christ... Okay. But she'd have to be really special.
She is.
- Are you hitting on me? - No!
- I have to get back to the party. - No, don't go.
- Get me a beer. Please. - Why don't you come with me?
What if I want to drink it here? Let's just stay here.
TELLSOMEONE YOU LOVE HIM
- Katrine. - What do you want?
- I just want to say something... - If you're sexually confused, fine.
- But don't take it out on me, okay? - I'm sorry.
Please come with me.
It's really important.
FRENCH KISS AGIRL
- I have to pee. Can I go with you? - What the hell are you doing here?
- Get lost. - Don't you know what you've ruined?
- You don't even want Yogurt. - You just don't give a shit, do you?
- That's not true. - And it's not the first time either.
- You stole my boyfriend once. - Thomas?
No, Simon. You're a whore.
- Katja, I'm sorry... - Don't touch me! Just go away.
Take your skanky friends and get the fuck out ofhere!
Cheers!
Cheers.
Hi.
Are you hitting on me now?
Christ, Rebekka...
What's the rush?
I don't know what you're up to, but this is wrong.
You're Stefan's kid sister. You're 15.
- What if I wasn't Stefan's sister? - And you're wacko, too.
- I'm not wacko. - Yes... Yes, you are.
Why are you sending nude pics of you and yourfriends?
- This was sent from your cell phone. - What?
Jesus Christ!
Look, Sofie. I'm really flattered.
But I'm not in love with you.
What did you want to tell me?
That...
That I love you.
But I just said there can't be anything between us.
I can still love you, can't I?
Welcome.
My man! Go grab a beer.
Thanks. Hi.
- Adam. - Half my party got your porn pics.
Someone must have taken my phone. I didn't send them, Adam.
It's just weird for someone to have nude pics ofherself and her friends.
I told you it was a mistake. I'm not that kind of girl.
What's going on?
- There. Two minutes left. Let's go. - We can't do rites on each other!
- It doesn't say so in the rules. - There are like a million rules!
I'm sick of you and your fucking rules!
Did you send the pics? As if enough people haven't seen you naked!
Lay off! Katja gave me your phone.
You've ruined everything. Let's go.
- Did you pass? - Yes.
I don't believe you. Hey, Adam.
Did Rebekka just give you a blow job? Did she? Because she says so.
- No way. - Ouch!
Crazy bitch! How could you says something like that?
- You invented the crazy ritual. - Yes, and we've come far.
- You had us jumping through hoops! - No one forced you!
I did it! I told someone I loved... the person. And I meant it.
- Who? - Does it matter?
Who cares if everyone has seen our nude pics! Nothing matters anymore.
- And it's my fault says Rebekka. - Everyone's seen you naked anyway.
- I'm not like that. - Oh, so what are you like?
I don't fuck a guy in the bathroom 'coz he sends me a sleazy message.
I'm sorry.
Take your fucking bag!
- You're so callous. - I'm honest.
- You're neverhonest. - You lie about being a dyke!
Fuck you!
- Wassup? - Get lost!
Hi, gorgeous. I just got the kinkiest message from you.
I don't want to talk about it.
- Don't, Rasmus. - Come on.
So, who's the party queen, huh?
What's wrong?
Come on.
We've known each other since first grade. First grade!
And now it's over.
I'm all alone in the world.
- Are you even listening to me? - What?
- Stop that. - Come on.
I said stop it! Just get lost!
Why did you come with me if you aren't willing?
- Look, I'm through with that. - Are you playing hard to get now?
I am hard to get.
Fuck, you're pathetic. Stupid freshman.
Wait. I'm going to get something.
Do you think you're perfectly normal?
You look like a panda bear.
I'm sorry. About the blow job and all that.
I feel a little cheated.
- I've ruined everything. - What have you ruined?
I don't know how to be a human being.
It was much easier to be a kid. All you had to do was play and eat candy.
I didn't think you wanted to kiss a 15-year-old.
- Hey, have you got a razor? - Now what?
Hi.
Are you going to be Yogurt's crunch now?
Come here.
You feel so tiny when you look at the world.
It's as if you don't mean anything to anyone.
You do.
Sofie!
Sofie! Claudia.
I'm not sure I want to be friends with a baldie.
You have to. You're stuck with me.
- Let's go swimming. - Now?
- Yes. - Naked?
Of course. Come on.
Subtitles: Helle Schou Kristiansen SDI Media Denmark