How's work?
I got the job in Copenhagen. They're also looking for a partner.
What a pity that you're not a man.
I'll just have to work twice as hard. It's a golden opportunity.
Partner would be fantastic.
We'll see. I'll start off with state law.
Let's take a new route.
- Here for, example. - You don't know where it goes.
That's the fun part.
They're so flighty.
We're so lucky to have each other.
Yes. They don't know where they're going.
Copenhagen
NO TIME FOR LOVE
- What's the matter? - It's not working between us.
It's all over, Simon.
- I'll take that test. - Simon...
So we'll have that sorted.
You have to come back no later than an hour after you fill the jar.
- Fill? - Not like that. Just one shot.
- Bob's your uncle. - Of course. Bob...
You sure you want to pass on those genes?
- It says pull. - Yes.
- Well... - Bye.
- Hi. - Here's your fishing rod. Thanks.
- You're welcome. - What are you doing?
Nothing.
- How about coffee? - I'm working on my book.
- Some other time, okay? - Anything wrong?
No, I just don't have time.
- Carsten, I don't have time! - What's wrong?
- Nothing. It's just that... - What is it?
- I have to do a sperm test. - What?
I have to do a sperm test.
Here.
You're going to have to deliver the goods.
I've been struggling for hours, but I'm kind of stuck.
You're not in a sect, into crystal healing, in love -
- or otherwise mentally unstable?
Good. And have you bought the book "Controlling your Chaos"?
- No. I could've written it, though. - Have you been briefed?
Civil law. And maybe a partnership, if you're satisfied with my work.
You'll get plenty of chances to show what you're made of.
Arne will take care of car, contract, office and accommodation.
The car's outside, the flat's yours as of the 1st.
One hot cocoa. Anything else?
Do you live around here? I mean, is it nice?
On a bartender's wages? But I'm sure it's nice.
Yes! That's how it's done!
This is Simon.
Niels calling. How's the book coming along?
I'm on it. Niels, can I call you later? I'm busy.
You've had plenty of time. I'll give you three weeks.
Three weeks?
- Just finish it.
- Fuck! - And the same to you.
What's that?
- Don't move. - What is it?
Do you have a tissue?
- Tell me what it is. - Well...
You don't want to know.
- If it's dressing... - No.
But you need cold water to wash it off.
- Is it something with egg? - Sort of.
- Tell me it isn't... - Yes.
I think I'm going to be sick.
How do you think I feel? This has taken me hours.
- Doesn't it take about two minutes? - Yes... No...
This is the first time. I'm a sperm donor.
I can't help you there.
No. I think that would be too much to ask.
- Good luck with your new job. - Thanks.
- Bloody Swede. - Stupid Dane.
Popularly speaking, seed quality is divided into three classes.
The Porsches, BMW's and Ferraris, zooming down the fast lane.
Then there's Ford, Volkswagen and Toyota in the centre lane.
Then there's the small Korean cars, chugging along the slow lane.
- And that's me? - No, you're in a special category.
The ones that have broken down and stand there, warning lights flashing.
- So I don't get knocked up? - That's one way of putting it.
- Are you okay? - Yeah. Accentuate the positive.
Which is that we'll never own one of those.
Cute, isn't it?
- Did you tell her you're not moving? - Tina has to get used to the idea.
- But if you can't have children... - He didn't say I couldn't have any.
- Only that it might be difficult. - He said it would take a miracle.
So?
What's up?
She shouldn't give up so easily.
Did you get pregnant the first time you tried?
- Yes. - Yes. But...
- What are you doing here? - Making pizza.
- What are you doing here? - This is my flat.
"You can take possession of the property on the 1st." Signed by you.
Have you been hired to destroy me? First you ruin my sperm test.
Now you invade my home.
- Where does this go? - It's not coming in here!
It's a mistake. I just forgot to tell them I'm not moving yet.
I've come all the way from Stockholm. What do you suggest I do?
- I don't know. - I'll tell you. You're moving out.
- What if I refuse? - The law is very clear.
A contract is binding.
You will certainly lose a lawsuit and end up paying the costs, -
- plus my expenses, such as hotel, transport and storage.
So I advise you to find somewhere else to live.
Very well.
It's me again. Can I borrow your couch?
I have to finish that book. Hello?
I've just had an idea. Couldn't we share?
Is this a commune? You Danes have funny ideas about property.
You got Scania back, didn't you?
- Shame you're not a man. - Meaning?
I think you would've said, "You can stay till you've found a place."
- Really? - I think so.
Men are much more loose. Why must everything be planned?
- Is that what women do? - Yes. I'll give you an example.
Man: "It's 35 degrees in the shade. Let's go to the beach."
"I can't. I've arranged to meet Kirsten."
"We're going to have coffee." "You can't do that another day?"
"No, we planned it ages ago."
"OK, so we'll have to chit chat on the hottest day of the year."
- That's a rubbish example. - Maybe.
But women are less spontaneous than men.
- You just don't have the guts. - You get three days.
On my terms. Start packing now.
I can't leave my stuff with a stranger.
- You deserve a hug. - Get off. No!
Thank you. You Swedes are actually really neat.
Let's get packing.
Have you finished in the kitchen?
- I'm cooking some food. - I cook my own food.
- Bon appetit. - You too.
Here... Put that in the box.
And now the next one.
Fuck!
Here you go. It insulates very well.
- Thanks. That'll come in handy. - And a sleeping bag.
All right...
I don't want you to go through my stuff.
Have you seen a jar of cream with a green label?
No... Shall I pop down and buy a parking ticket for you?
- No, I've paid until 7 o'clock. - Everything's sorted, then.
- Good night. - Thank you.
- Get out of here! - No. My back hurts.
- The foam pad makes my back hurt. - Then I'll sleep on it.
You have to go to work. You need your sleep. So...
- What are we going to do? - We're not sharing the bed.
There's this old film where Clark Gable shares a room with a woman.
- They're in separate beds. - Got a chainsaw? No.
So... There we are.
- Are you still a donor? - A donor? Oh, that.
Yes, I am. I've just got the week off.
- Shall I set the alarm? - No, I've already set it for 5:30.
- Do you have a paper route? - I go for a run before work.
- Are you asleep? - Why do you ask?
Because I can't see you. So was just wondering.
- I'm asleep. - Okay.
Good night.
Fuck! Why didn't the alarm ring? It's 8 o'clock!
- I may have turned it off. - What?
- God damn it! - Ouch!
You fucking idiot!
- I may never become a partner now. - If you come in late?
If my hair's wrong, lose a case. It all counts double for a woman.
But you look fantastic.
Thank you, Mister sperm donor. You'll have to move.
You said three days. There's a stain on your blouse.
It's true. There's a stain on your blouse.
I'll have to live with it. Jesus!
Move, for God's sake!
What the hell? Shit!
What the hell? Get away!
- Sorry I'm late. - We've just finished.
Malou here will deal with labour law. Claus is in your department.
He chose to take paternity leave, instead of trying for a partnership.
Tom Hasselhave, Poul Hartmann. A.k.a. Thomson & Thompson.
Don't know why. They're not at all alike.
They're partners as well.
So you have to impress the three of us if you want to be a partner.
- Claus can show you around. - Of course.
Well, thank you.
After you.
It's fine with me, but I have to ask Lotte.
It's only until Tina and I get back together again.
This Malou, what does she look like?
- Quite nice. - Might be something there.
She's Swedish. She gets up at 5:30 to go for a jog.
- So? - So?
- You okay? - I feel like a barrage balloon.
- Ask her now. - Lotte, do you...
That happens to me all the time. How old is the baby?
- I don't have any kids. - I see...
- And on your shoulder, too. - No, it's just...
It's night cream... wrinkle cream or something.
Wrinkle cream? Saves you the ironing, then.
Sorry, I've had a shitty day.
- Hello. I'm Søs. - Malou.
EU law. Divorced. He ran off with the boys' trampoline coach.
I don't want him back.
You don't stick a fork in the toaster even if there's a nice bun.
- Or what? Nice to meet you. - You too.
Malou? There's a clean blouse in my locker. Number three.
Thanks.
- You haven't packed. - Just a sec.
You haven't packed anything at all.
- Cinnamon rolls. - I still won't let you stay.
That's fine. I'm moving in with a friend.
Have you had dinner?
Good. I made duck.
- As to your moving out... - Everything will be out tomorrow.
Nice blouse.
I borrowed it. There was cream on mine.
- I don't get it. - No...
- It was me. - Sorry?
I was going to tell you, but you were in such a hurry.
- I hope it didn't ruin anything. - It wasn't helpful.
No, I guess it wasn't.
Delicious.
Thanks for dinner.
- I have to take care of something. - I don't want to know.
There.
The stain came out.
There we are. Good night.
Thank you.
What's that book you're working on?
It's about rabbits who are so busy chasing a giant carrot -
- that they don't notice all the good things right in front of them.
A carrot? Okay...
It sounds silly, but what it's really about is:
If we keep thinking about tomorrow, we forget to live in present.
Right?
I understand that. Is it going to be a good book?
I hope so. I just can't seem to finish it.
- It's a children's book, isn't it? - That's harder than you think.
Grown-ups should feel it's a good story too.
Do you have children of your own?
No... I don't.
- Do you? - I can't. Not in this job.
Okay. Does that mean you will never have kids?
This is the job of my dreams.
It's tremendously exciting, interesting professionally, -
- I make a packet. And if I become a partner, -
- I'll be able to do all the thing I've always wanted.
- Could you be happy without kids? - Yes.
Why?
- I just thought of something. - What's that?
That you'll never buy my book about the giant carrot.
I'll live. Good night.
Good night.
Hi.
Malou!
Malou! Did you buy a parking ticket? There's a warden in the street.
- Fuck! - I'll pop down and put money in.
Hi, Carsten. What did Lotte say?
A girl? That's fantastic! What will you call her?
You don't know? One sec. Listen...
- Hurry! - Must dash. Congratulations!
I'll make it on time! Take it easy.
You were lucky. Nothing's broken.
But you have distortio clavicula, that is a twisted collar bone.
I'm so sorry.
You won't be able to use your arms for a few days.
Someone will have to help you. Is that you?
- Well... - I have to deliver this week.
How much are we talking? He's a sperm donor.
No! I meant my book.
Congratulations! How's it going?
Oh, isn't she sweet?
Hello. Malou. Nice to meet you.
- How are you? - Overwhelmed. Lotte is exhausted.
- If there's anything I can do. - Would you like to hold her?
- I can't. - What happened?
- I got hit by a car. - I see.
Would you like to hold her? It's all right.
Sure...
Wow, you're the sweetest thing.
- She doesn't cry at all. - No. But I do.
Because she's so beautiful.
Bye-bye.
Sorry I'm late again. I had to wait in E&R.
But everything is all right now? Good, then we'll begin...
Just a second, please. Excuse me.
Hello, Simon. What? You have to wait till I get home.
- One or two? - Depends on how hot they are.
I have an important case tomorrow, I don't have time for this.
Just tell me, one or two?
Two it is then. And this.
And these too.
Too hot or too spicy?
It's lovely. I just need some water. In my mouth.
- I have a problem. - Yes.
- You can forget all about that! - What do you suggest?
- Get them off! Get them off! - What are you talking about?
If you don't want your floor ruined, you take my pants off right now!
I'm sorry, Carsten, he wouldn't let me...
Hurry up!
- Hi Simon. - Hi Lotte.
- What are you doing? - You don't want to know.
- Hurry! - This is too much.
It could happen to you.
Hello, sweetheart. I caught an earlier flight.
Nice place... Who the hell is he?
- Simon. Hi. - Stefan, I can explain.
He was living here when I arrived.
Is he living here now?
Yes. He had an accident, which was my fault.
- It's our place. He has to go. - Absolutely.
- When? - When he can use his arms again.
What are you up to?
I thought men were like: Okay, so he lives here.
Who told you that?
We'd agreed that if we weren't too tired, we'd get naughty, you know.
Yes. Sit down, I'll talk to him.
Simon?
Would you mind... going for a walk?
I don't feel like it.
- Only we'd agreed to... - To do what?
- Can't you just... - Oh.
Of course.
- Now you're ready to go. - How long will it take?
- Two hours maybe. - You want anything from the shop?
- Yes? - It's me. Can I have a raincoat?
All right.
There you go.
Now what?
I'm wondering if he's okay. Let me just check.
Don't forget his dummy.
You can come in.
- What is it? - I can't concentrate.
He's probably in there listening and having a wank.
He can't use his arms.
Sorry to disturb you again, but...
- You're not doing that. - He just has to pee.
- Are you kidding me? - He can't undo his pants.
- Not your problem, is it? - It's my fault he was injured.
Who else would help him?
You'll have to hurry up a bit.
Come on.
I'm really sorry if I cause you any trouble.
Oh, I just love fucking my girlfriend after holding a strange man's dick.
Bloody Danes with their Barsebäck and their Mohammed cartoons.
And here I am, holding your dick.
Would it be better if I asked your girlfriend to do it?
- Respectless bastard. - Now, now.
I'm almost done.
Sorry about that. Now if you just pull up my trousers.
Give me a moment.
- God, he's a nuisance. - Ignore him.
- What is he up to? - It's kind of funny too.
Like hell it is.
- He's handicapped. - You can say that again.
- Do you fancy her or what? - Sorry?
Find another girl to exploit. You have to get out right now.
Get out, so I can screw my girlfriend in peace!
Does it hurt?
We can do it another day.
- You know how my diary looks. - Surely it's not that bad.
Shut up, you!
- You don't care that we had a deal. - It doesn't have to be this way.
Of course not. This is just a weird situation.
So now I'm the one who's got it wrong.
You move in with a crippled pothead, -
- but I got it wrong.
Can you explain this moron that his nurse takes a night off?
- She has to fuck her husband, see. - Mor...
I don't understand. Did you say moron?
- Moron. - Did he call me a moron?
I don't have to put up with that.
Honey, you know I have an important day tomorrow.
And that I can't sleep unless I have...
I'd rather be his nurse than your goodnight quickie.
- You're taking his side. - That's uncalled for. Come on.
Forget it!
You can call me when you get your act together.
He's got a temper on him.
It's not easy for him when you ask him to hold another man's dick.
Stefan was right. I don't even have time for Simon.
- He'll be back. - Do you reckon?
Well, I don't know. But anything to cheer you up.
You won the case. Well done. What's that?
The work hazard case you gave me. The ruling is from before 1971.
- So it's pretty open and shut. - Well spotted.
- Thanks. - Well, you still have that one.
So I think I'll give it to someone else.
It's a tough case. One of Claus's. But his son is sick...
- His daughter has measles. - Chicken pox.
- I'll find someone else. - No, I'll look at it.
Hi, Malou. Look, I can use my arms again.
- Did you make food? - Working on it. Osso Bucco.
I was going to cook. Søs is coming.
- Fine. What are you making? - Coq au vin.
Coq au vin? Great.
- Here we are. - Hi, Carsten.
- Where's your... - It's much better now.
I can understand why Stefan got jealous. Simon is quite dishy.
He's a nutcase.
Have you done it? Well, have you?
Of course not! We don't think of it that way at all.
Men only think of it that way: Is it edible or fuckable?
It's true. Even when they're out buying washing powder, -
- they think of it. There's this little man in their brains, going:
"Look at those legs. Oh, I wouldn't mind biting that bum."
All the fucking time: Is it fuckable, is it edible?
Fuckable, edible, fuckable, edible...
So what do you say? Is it edible?
Homemade cinnamon rolls.
What time is it? I think I'll take a rain check.
I have to get up early.
- See you. - I have to get up early too.
But you can stay if you want. See you tomorrow.
Good night.
I'm up for a cinnamon roll.
Cheers.
We're going to make some icing. Icing sugar's over there.
Take that thingy, add water and shake it well.
How?
I can't get it off, damn it.
- I just shook it. - This is incredible.
It's not working.
Right, here we go.
I'm terribly sorry. It's all over your face.
Can you do like this? And you probably practiced this all night.
No point in testing that. So you won't be needing me anymore.
Store your stuff and find a hotel where you can finish your book.
Hi, Malou. We had intended to make you a partner.
But after a word with us -
- Claus decided not to go on paternity leave after all.
- Are you unhappy with my work? - No.
- But? - There is no but.
Is it because I'm a woman?
We all know that thirtysomething women are an unstable factor.
- I won't suddenly have kids. - We've heard that before.
- Remember the party tonight. - It's with friend.
I look forward to meeting your boyfriend.
- Any other questions? - No.
- I have to pretend to be boyfriend? - Just for tonight.
You've just thrown me out. Couples usually live together.
- How much time do you need? - Until the book's finished.
- Okay, but it's just for tonight. - Of course.
- Shouldn't we be holding hands? - Yes. No, don't overdo it.
- By holding hands? - We're not young and in love.
We don't always have to prove we're mad for each other.
What if we're mad for each other and can't help showing it?
- Hi. Thanks for a great evening. - You too.
- This is not what you think. - Okay... What do I think?
It's not my business if you two have slept together...
Malou, stop it! I would never do a thing like that.
I might fancy it. But I fancy just about anyone by now.
Hi there...
- Great party, isn't it? - Yes...
- Why invite them for a snack? - It just popped out.
- I'm married to an idiot. - We're only engaged.
Here's some cheese. The cinnamon rolls are in the oven.
Are all your glasses filled?
I thought I'd give you a chance to apologize.
Me?
Can we do this some other time?
Some other time? I cancelled a meeting for this.
I've the whole board in there.
Come in and have some wine. We're celebrating Malou's engagement.
Malou and Simon are getting married.
Is this some kind of joke?
No, it's true. We are getting married.
She's having you on, don't you see? Malou is my girl.
- Take your hand off her. - You'd like her to be your girl.
I tell you she is.
- Do you live here or do I? - Malou lives here.
Yes, but my name is on the door too.
I'll explain later. Please leave.
What do you want with him? He looks like an idiot.
What was that he said?
Hello... Stop that.
Tell me what's going on, or you'll never see me again.
Understand?
- So that was Stefan. - Well, I'll be damned.
- Everybody all right? - Absolutely.
- Right, I'm going for a jog. - Now?
I do it every morning.
And you can't skip it for once, after a night of great sex -
- with a writer of children's books, who is by no means done?
Malou?
Yes.
Hi.
What the hell is this?
THANK YOU FOR YOUR ORDER
Fuck!
As to the foundry case...
Hi. I've got a delivery for Malou.
As to the foundry case, we'll have to...
And another one.
TO THE BEST FIANCÉE IN THE WORLD
- You almost got me fired. - Sorry.
- 24 boxes of chocolate? - I just wanted to make you happy.
- Then the computer froze. - Don't try to make me happy.
Just finish your book.
- How much do you still have to do? - A lot.
- How much time do you have? - A week.
Okay... Is there something you've always dreamt of?
Maybe going on a long, crazy holiday.
Like Interrail?
Maybe slightly more exotic. How about you?
Then give yourself that reward, if you finish the book on time.
You have to stay focused.
Simon...
What we did... It was really nice.
But it could never work. I think you know that.
Fine.
- Is it finished? - Yes.
- What? - No, it's fine.
- Come on, what is it? - Well, it might be...
I feel it might be a little unrealistic.
- Unrealistic? - Yes.
It's about talking rabbits in clothes.
They even have a bicycle. What do you mean, unrealistic?
All this about the wonderful things which are right in front of them.
If it really was so obvious, -
- they wouldn't run around to find it.
But...
Would they? That's just what I think.
Right...
- Shit! This is no good at all. - What's the problem?
I have to prove that this lady knew something she claims she didn't.
Tell you what: We need a change of scenery.
Are you coming?
- This is a total waste of time. - Come on and fight.
If only I could prove that she knew.
I have to prove that she knew!
Where are you going?
Hi.
Yuk!
- Are you getting in or out? - Out.
Just a sec.
What are you looking at? Come on!
Now!
That's their Christmas party sorted. Hello!
Wait a minute! Thanks.
This was taken by a CC camera when she arrived for the interview.
She still has her shoulder bag, with the letter.
In the police report, the time of theft stated is in the morning.
- Not before the interview. - Good work.
You've got your work cut out for you. When is the trial?
Hi.
Lotte needs a few days on her own. You said, if I needed help.
Of course. Is it okay, Malou?
Sure.
- How much? - That's fine.
Can you take her? Isn't she lovely?
- Come here. - That's it.
Cheers.
Let's have a look at this. Bit of pepper.
- Am I interrupting? - Not at all.
I forgot to tell you I found a place for Simon.
That's perfect. Couldn't be better.
- The book is almost finished... - That's just terrific, Carsten.
- Wonderful, isn't it? - Yes.
If that's how you feel about her, why don't you become a couple?
Because she's not my type.
He's like a mojito: A small glass, but it's delicious.
When you get to the best bit at the bottom, the glass is empty -
- and you want another one. And you end up not being able to get up.
- How nice. - No!
She's drop dead gorgeous, but we're not right for each other.
You are. I'm not schlepping all this back tomorrw.
You should get your school fee back.
We call this to have the hots for someone.
I don't have time for the hats. Certainly not with a guy like him.
You can't have children, she doesn't want any. It's perfect.
It's your duty to stay with her. Have you told her how you feel?
No, but...
- I don't know if he... - What? If he's mad about you?
- Mad about me that way, yes. - He is. Give me that dress.
- It makes you look like a radish. - How do you know?
- That he feels that way? - I don't but...
He who dares wins. Nothing ventured...
He who dares wins. If you gain nothing, ventures...
- I understand. - So tell him.
I don't dare to. I don't know where it's going to end.
No. And isn't thatjust wonderful?
- Just tell her your feelings. - What if...
I guarantee you it'll work.
It would be different if she wanted kids.
- Okay. - Okay...
- Good. - Okay.
Are you crying? Hi there.
And you don't want any children? Obvious, isn't it?
Aren't you the prettiest thing?
You're broody. You should have some kids.
Shall I have a whole bunch of babies?
Hi. There-there...
Hi, Simon. There's something I want to...
- What's the matter? - Nothing.
Well...
I just wanted to thank you for helping me with the book.
It was...
Simon...
See you.
- Well? Shit! - Yeah.
Simon...
Hi.
What are you doing here?
Well, I just... I just wanted to say hello.
- Where are you off to? - The airport.
- Going where? - I'm going travelling.
Right...
- Can I give you a lift? - Sure.
- When will you be back? - It will be quite some time.
Here you are.
- Do you have any luggage? - No, just my carry-on.
Congratulations. You made it.
We are going to make you a partner.
Have a seat and enjoy the view to your new, bright future.
I'm sure you will go far.
Cheers!
- Another glass? - Yes, please.
- Congratulations. - I beg your pardon?
Congratulations. You are pregnant.
- You can't be serious. - You bet. It's positive.
- You are six weeks pregnant. - But I haven't been with anyone.
That's a rare situation. The last case was 2,000 years ago.
That's very nice of you, but I'm not going to be a single mum.
I'm a single mum, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
- You are better at those things. - Nonsense!
You are better at dealing with life. You are!
- It's something I had to learn. - But I don't want to do that.
- You have been given a gift... - Will you stop it!
I have made my decision. Simon is history, and that's it.
CHASING THE GIANT CARROT
Look. "Dedicated to Malou."
And a little heart with two tears.
He must have cared about you.
Why the hell did he leave then?
I'm sorry, but I have decided to have the child.
I knew it! That's what they always say.
Are you absolutely sure?
Most people will give their right arm for the chance you have been given.
Yes.
We could be a bit flexible when it comes to work schedules...
I'm going to be a single mum.
I'm afraid we can't be that flexible.
- Do you know who the father is? - I have no idea.
I'm really sorry, Simon.
I'm really sorry that...
It's good to see you again.
How have you been?
- What have you been up to? - I have missed you. A lot.
- That's why I called you. - I have missed you, too.
It's a bit strange.
You know, the two of us sitting here.
Let's call a cab and see where it'll lead to.
Can we have a table in the corner?
Why, hello. Poul. The office party. Cinnamon rolls.
- Too bad about Malou. - Yes.
That she didn't make partner, I mean. But she's an asset to the company.
There's no stopping her. Single mum and all.
Single mum?
Did I stick my foot in my mouth? I thought you knew that.
- Who is the father? - I really don't know.
Well, see you.
Okay.
- Hello, Søs! - Hello, Simon.
- When did you get back? - Have you seen Malou?
And while you relax, your husband will pull you across the pool.
Just close your eyes and enjoy it.
- And stretch your arms. - Malou!
Malou?
- Where's the Mum-to-be team? - In the showers.
Hello. Long time, no see.
I want to tell you something that I should have said long ago.
I'm crazy about you. I can think of nothing else.
I don't care if you are expecting somebody else's baby.
You and I belong together.
And if I'm not part of your plans, you'll just have to change them.
I love you.
That's it.
I love you, too, Simon.
- Get out of here! - Wait. She's my girlfriend.
- She's my girlfriend. - It's your child, Simon.
- You pervert! - Wait a second.
Wait a second! What?
I'm going to be a dad.
Are you sure?
THE END Subtitles by: