The Worst Person in the World Edit

A bit better?

A bit like books?

A bit...

A FILM IN 12 CHAPTERS, A PROLOGUE AND AN EPILOGUE

A gnawing unease she had tried to suppress by cramming

A mock up of the movie poster.

A parody of a certain type of insecure male...

A photographer?

Aborigines dying of skin cancer from the hole in the ozone.

About us.

About what?

Absolutely.

Act like you're looking at him.

Action!

Actually, she was a visual person.

Adil?

After you publish, you get bored.

Aksel mumbled soothing words she didn't hear.

Aksel said he liked her flaky.

Aksel says you've started writing?

Aksel,

Aksel, I need to tell you something.

Aksel?

Aksel?

Aksel?

Aksel...

Aksel's condition has suddenly worsened.

All my darkest impulses.

All my unacceptable thoughts,

All that stuff about you will go with me.

All this cramming.

All you post feminists are so fucking self righteous!

Although you do like soft dicks.

Always something on the screen.

An attachment to an email.

And accountant in a publishing house.

And as for having kids...

And disappear into your drawing board.

And hurting someone who's not your partner?

And I can't stand cheating. I've been there. Never again.

And I don't love you.

And I remember

And I want you to know.

And move the car every half hour?

And now I have nothing else. I have no future.

And now you're breaking up with him?

And start talking about kids.

And that was precisely why she had to do it.

And that's what you do when things get tough.

And the other way round.

And then...

And we feel a mutual attraction.

And you run out. Could be true.

And you'll realize that what we had was unique.

And you're defining my feelings.

And your dad?

And...

And...

And...

And...

And...

And...

Any new Bobcat in the pipeline?

Anyone?

Anyway, have a nice birthday.

Are you a doctor?

Are you comparing Mohammed caricatures

Are you leaving me?

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

Are you pregnant?

Are you sure you're yourself right now?

Are you sure?

Are you sure? Could be risky.

Are you?

Artists get killed for drawing things others find offensive. They're shot.

As 3.1% Sami

As a career?

As a woman, I'm upset.

As long as you're serious about it.

As she became increasingly militant,

Ask me who I know here.

At 30, Julie's grandmother had three children.

At 30, Julie's great grandmother, Astrid,

At 30, Julie's mom, Eva,

At every psychological level,

At some point.

At the age of 30, she'd just compared herself to Bambi.

Awoke something in her.

Babies express themselves by crying.

Based on what you want.

Batteries had blood on their hands.

Be right back.

Be sadder.

Because avocados need so much water.

Because everyone thinks it's ugly.

Because I'm less analytical, you think I'm weaker.

Because in our day and age,

Because it was so hard to gain admission.

Because it's hard to drive in town?

Because...

Bedtime.

Being modest?

Being strong

Being young today is different.

Bobcat is a wild cat in a world of domestic cats.

Bobcat is one thing, but then there's Dick Wolf Dick,

BOBCAT WRECKS XMAS

Breathe in. All the way up.

But can't she just resend the email?

But he gets up so quickly.

But I couldn't.

But I didn't want to show them, to keep you from...

But I don't know...

But I don't want everything to happen on your terms,

But I know, I feel it.

But I like you flaky.

But I think about you a lot.

But I think I was pretty terrible.

But I want more!

But I want you to!

But I'd like to see you again. Just to...

But if you love me,

But is this the solution?

But it touched something deeper in her.

But it turns me on too.

But it wasn't.

But it's hard to park in Central Oslo.

But it's hard.

But it's not about me.

But motherhood upsets your limbic system.

But now...

But okay.

But she could tell he had other reasons too.

But the Christmas scene is your family, right?

But then she had a revelation.

But there were too many

But this isn't about me.

But tried to be supportive.

But what did go wrong, was never the things I worried about.

But where do you draw the line?

But you're using your male privilege

But...

But...

But...

But... will you keep it?

By drowning it in digital interference.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Can I have two shelves?

Can you speak?

Can you tell me what you used to tell me?

Can you womansplain it

Can't we just enjoy it?

Can't you see that's crass sexualization?

Cancer?

CHAPTER 1 THE OTHERS

CHAPTER 2 CHEATING

CHAPTER 3 ORAL SEX IN THE AGE OF #METOO

CHAPTER 4 OUR OWN FAMILY

CHAPTER 5 BAD TIMING

CHAPTER 6 FINNMARK HIGHLANDS

CHAPTER 7 A NEW CHAPTER

CHAPTER 8 JULIE'S NARCISSISTIC CIRCUS

CHAPTER 9 BOBCAT WRECKS XMAS

CHAPTER 10 FIRST PERSON SINGULAR

CHAPTER 11 POSITIVE

CHAPTER 12 EVERYTHING COMES TO AN END

Clever girl.

Climate researchers foresaw hard times for future generations.

Cobalt mining was destroying the Congo.

Coffee?

Collecting all that stuff, comics, books...

Come on, man.

Come on.

Compare them.

Completely.

Congratulations?

Connected to mind expanding substances and unrelated exotic rituals,

Consider the environmental impact of his purchases.

Cool.

Could you come to Hønefoss next weekend?

Could you excuse me for a moment?

Could you sign?

Cut!

Cut! Great.

Dad designed it.

Dibs on the top bunk.

Did it?

Did she send it in an email?

Did that hurt?

Did you date this guy?

Did you get the article I sent you?

Did you know he's sick?

Didn't flake out every six months.

Ding! Great!

Do I smell bad?

Do we stop creating because some people might feel bad?

Do you ever talk to Aksel?

Do you have any friends with kids yet?

Do you have Green Yoga?

Do you realize what you're doing?

Do you realize...

Do you think it's art?

Do you work full time there,

Does he realize how it makes you feel?

Does he?

Dog Day Afternoon?

Don't say that.

Don't start. It's not cool.

Don't worry about it.

Don't worry, it's not urgent.

Don't you dare doubt it.

Drink it all.

Drink the water.

Easy now, Portnoy.

Eclectic tastes.

Eivind could forget about flying to New York.

Eivind didn't see how her newfound identity

Eivind didn't want kids either.

Eivind turned it into a funny story he told everyone.

Eivind would often say,

Eivind's father, like Julie's,

Enough about Freud. How's the movie coming along?

EPILOGUE

Erectile dysfunction,

Especially these days,

Eva, don't make another scene. Come here!

Even anal sex at a bar mitzvah?

Even in the humanities.

Everything sucks.

Everything was butchered. The story. All the details.

Everything was weighed against the greater cause.

Everything we feel, we have to put into words.

Everything will be fine.

Everything's on your terms.

Excuse me?

Explain comic book humor.

Fear of death.

Feeds,

Felt like the world's worst person, but couldn't resist.

Female orgasm and desire? Where?

Fine, I guess.

Fine. I got it. But what do you want?

For me it was all about going to stores.

For showing off her ass?

For you,

Freud didn't distinguish between therapy and research.

Freud was a great writer.

Fuck you.

Go ahead.

Good job.

Good question. Tell us. In juicy detail.

Good thinking.

Good.

Guess this feels unfamiliar.

Had been divorced for two years. A single mom,

Had you already met him when you broke up with me?

Happy belated birthday.

Happy birthday!

Has disappeared.

Have you eaten?

Have you ever considered that some of your readers

Have you met someone?

Have you read it?

Have you read it?

Have you read Julie's article?

Have you read your old Bobcat comics since you grew up?

Have you tried it?

Haven't you heard?

He can chase me if he likes.

He could always do better.

He could be self critical.

He felt he was betraying Sunniva. Betraying the Sami people.

He had to respect the way she took control of her life.

He has cancer.

He may not make it through the night.

He never hesitated to revise his theories.

He said he'd rather be childless with her

He says we have a limited number of sperm.

He viewed each individual patient as a research subject.

He wanted to, but he has a backache.

He went a bit far.

He's a rebel against the bourgeoisie.

He's not doing that well.

He's too ill for his planned treatment.

Hello!

Hello!

Hello?

Hello?

Her emphasis on certain words,

Her grandfather came from the Far North.

Her passion had always been the soul.

Her piece "Oral Sex in the Age of #MeToo"

Here.

Hey, I think I'll head home.

Hey, that's how relationships work.

Hey!

Hey...

Hey...

Hi, Julie.

Hi, Martin.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi. Aksel.

Hi. Can I have a smoke?

His butt is smooth in the movie.

His family is with him, but I thought you should know.

His pains. His prostate.

Holy shit.

How do you feel? Good or bad?

How fascinating.

How is he coping?

How long have you known?

How long will it take?

How many can I have?

How many closets do you need?

How many times can you watch

How nice to see you.

How things really are to a younger woman.

How's the senior citizen club doing?

How's your family doing?

Huh?

Hypothetically.

I actually think sex is best

I always feel that Tone doesn't like me.

I began to worship what had been.

I brought along some of your early comics.

I can close my eyes and see the aisles at Video Nova in Majorstua.

I can only look back.

I can see you're in a crisis right now.

I can take a look.

I can understand that.

I can't pee.

I can't spend an hour on a bus with this back.

I can't take it anymore. I don't want to.

I continued anyway.

I crashed the party.

I didn't dare.

I didn't have any fun!

I didn't know.

I didn't mean what I said.

I didn't want to get into this.

I don't agree with everything, but it's very well written.

I don't feel anything. They're probably too old.

I don't have anyone I can talk to...

I don't know if I do.

I don't know if...

I don't know what exactly.

I don't know what we should do.

I don't know! Why do you ask?

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't mind you following her.

I don't want to be

I don't want to be a memory for you.

I don't want to be a voice in your head.

I don't want to bother you with it, but...

I don't want to bug you if you're happy.

I don't want to go to bed!

I don't want to live on through my art.

I don't want to!

I don't want to!

I expose my darkest secrets, and you...

I feel I can be myself with you.

I feel like a spectator in my own life.

I feel like I never see anything through.

I felt I could tell you anything.

I felt in my early 20s.

I find that very compelling.

I forgot my sunglasses inside.

I gaze out this window.

I get that you feel stuck.

I go from one thing to another.

I go to the toilet all the time.

I gotta go.

I grew up in a time

I grew up in an age without Internet and mobile phones.

I guess I misunderstood.

I had my second child ten years later.

I had to be...

I hate those questions.

I hated hearing it at the time, but can you tell me...

I have imaginary conversations with you.

I have no maternal instinct, right?

I have surgery tomorrow at 9.

I have to admit...

I have to go.

I have to say,

I have two copies of a book!

I haven't heard before.

I heard the radio interview.

I hope you had fun!

I hope you like it.

I hoped I could come, but...

I just continued, even when it stopped giving me

I just had to say

I just want to do more first.

I kind of expected this.

I know a guy who has a theory about that.

I know being here isn't easy for you.

I know everything about male problems.

I know how hard it is.

I know it's not the same for you.

I know we don't want kids.

I know what you mean.

I know.

I love you.

I made it up.

I mean it.

I mean, I'm not going to...

I mean...

I must've been careless. I mean, clearly I was.

I need sleep to put up with those people.

I need time

I never doubted you'd make a good mother.

I realize it must be counter intuitive for a mother.

I really wish I had that.

I remember these colours.

I said plenty of things, too.

I saw that you doubted it.

I see what you're doing.

I see.

I should've told you before.

I sound like an old fart. But I think about it a lot.

I think art has to be messy and free.

I think we're on a slippery slope here.

I think you smell nice.

I think you're really brave.

I thought I looked good.

I thought I'd make it.

I thought you knew.

I told her I forgot my sunglasses.

I tried twice, then it vanished.

I understand.

I want art to be a form of therapy

I want it to be over.

I want people to watch me dance.

I want to be a photographer.

I want to be happy together.

I want to get into hiking.

I want to have children, too.

I want to live in my flat with you.

I want to live in my flat.

I want to live...

I was going to say I like the Barcode Project.

I was moving it to paper recycling.

I was scared it was prostate cancer,

I was scared, too. I had doubts, of course.

I was, but I felt like...

I wasted so much time

I wish I'd had what you had.

I work in a bookstore.

I work there, I mean. If you want to.

I'd given up long before I got sick.

I'd like to see you again. Just to talk.

I'd take the tram to Voices record store in Grünerløkka.

I'll be a good mother?

I'll find you on Facebook, and...

I'll fix something.

I'll let you know next time.

I'll show you something.

I'll take a walk while you pack.

I'll throw one away.

I'm 12 years old.

I'm 44. I want to go to the next level. With you.

I'm at Åpent Bakeri in Barcode nearly every day.

I'm embarrassed my name's on it.

I'm glad I'm pregnant.

I'm glad it turned into a party tonight.

I'm going this way.

I'm good.

I'm happy to help!

I'm just afraid we'll fall into a vicious circle.

I'm just afraid we'll hurt each other.

I'm just trying to process...

I'm not into this whole "happy family" thing either.

I'm not sure.

I'm offended, though we're not supposed to say that.

I'm past 40. I've entered a new phase.

I'm pathetic.

I'm pregnant.

I'm so sick of all this, Julie. Dammit.

I'm so tired of pretending everything is okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure I remember things about you that you've forgotten.

I'm sure I will.

I'm sure of it.

I'm terrified it'll break.

I'm too skinny?

I'm trying to tell you how I feel,

I'm with someone I love.

I've basically cut him off.

I've got cancer. I'm dying.

I've had backaches before. I didn't worry.

I've had it. What else can I say?

I've moved on.

I've thought about it for a long time.

If he's a kind man, then go for it.

If I do this...

If I regret one thing, it's that I never managed

If men had periods, that's all we'd hear about.

If psychology will make you happy, then do it.

If we don't set limits, he spends his life on screens.

If we go on, I'll fall in love with you. Then it'll be too late.

If you analyze things

In a loveless marriage.

In a way, then I'm the one

In any case, you'll have other relationships.

In recent years. I reached a point in life when suddenly...

In some circumstances,

In underground comics you shit,

Intellectual Viagra?

Interruptions, updates,

Inuit starving as seals vanish.

Is about formulating things.

Is he okay?

Is it as bad as you feared?

Is it painful?

Is it starting to kick in?

Is not good.

Is one day, you'll want kids.

Is something else bothering you and you're venting on me?

Is that cheating?

Is that the reason you don't come to see us?

Is that why you wrote it?

Is there anything you'd like to do,

Isn't it almost done?

Isn't the other one first?

It could be

It could be my fault.

It doesn't mean I think that.

It feels right.

It felt as though I'd already given up.

It felt like coming home.

It has nothing to do with art.

It has nothing to do with my friends.

It has to be a bit dangerous to be fun.

It is true.

It is yoga.

It is. I always overdo it.

It just happened.

It looks pretty from the bridge when I go to work.

It makes me laugh. But I'm an old guy now.

It shouldn't be taboo.

It spread quickly.

It started with a backache.

It sucks being in so much pain. It sucks.

It turned out to be jaundice.

It was about all their old arguments.

It was an accident.

It was bad timing.

It was like a window had opened.

It was widely shared and set off a lively Facebook debate.

It wasn't his fault. Nothing he could have changed.

It's a bit of a cop out

It's a combination of things, not just that.

It's all very sanitized and safe.

It's almost like being a carpenter.

It's alright.

It's annoying as hell.

It's beautiful.

It's because I'm scared.

It's embarrassing to say.

It's getting harder and harder to pee.

It's hardly art, or even humor.

It's important.

It's in all the books and movies.

It's incurable.

It's just...

It's kicking in for him.

It's like...

It's made it much easier to find a space.

It's Martin's turn.

It's my fault.

It's no longer mine at all.

It's normal for a mother or a father to comfort them.

It's not a choice.

It's not a problem, but...

It's not anything you've done.

It's not even nostalgia. It's...

It's not just me talking.

It's not well written.

It's not your fault. But I feel...

It's okay! I'm here!

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's old as well.

It's over.

It's pretty cerebral.

It's really good.

It's really nice to read about you.

It's really, really great.

It's unpleasant to realize you created a character

It's very good.

It's yoga.

It's, you know...

Jeez.

Jerk off too much...

Julie disappointed herself. This used to be easy.

Julie felt that this sentence,

Julie liked how this pessimism added depth

Julie said he deserved a more grounded woman.

Julie said she'd been thinking.

Julie spent her student loan on cameras and lenses.

Julie, are you okay?

Julie?

Julie?

Julie.

Julie.

Julie's article. It's excellent.

Julie's great great grandmother had seven children.

Julie's great great great grandmother, Herta, was a merchant's wife

Julie's great great great great grandmother never turned 30.

Julie's still the closest.

Just leave. If that's what you want.

Just relax.

Just try.

Karianne's such a drama queen.

Kids can be intense.

Know anything about computers?

Knowledge and memories of stupid, futile things

Language opens the door to the subconscious.

Later she said that was the precise moment

Leaf through used comics at Pretty Price.

Let go!

Let me check.

Let me see...

Let me smell your sweat.

Let me smell.

Let's just fuck.

Let's move on.

Let's say I draw this interview as a cartoon.

Let's say Julie and I meet at a party,

Let's see.

Lift this catch here.

Like here:

Like I was when we first met.

Like I'm playing a supporting role in my own life.

Like mansplaining, but womansplaining.

Like, when I create something,

Lived that life.

Long time no see!

Look who's here!

Looks like Chip and Dale.

Lucky you!

Lynch, The Godfather Part II...

Magic mushrooms.

Mansplaining is...

Many times!

May have been victims of incest or ****?

May I ask you a question?

Maybe because you don't seem happy about the baby.

Maybe I sent the wrong version.

Maybe we should agree to...

Me, too.

Melting ice ruining reindeer pastures.

Mom said I was born jaundiced. They put me in a light box.

Mom still follows your every move.

Morbid humour can be funny.

More sustainably.

Morning wood, infatuation with young women...

Most people have kids without sorting out their life first.

Mostly about comics.

Mostly girls with borderline eating disorders.

Move home to Mom?

Music I didn't know about, but from when I grew up.

My bad.

My passion has always been what goes on inside — thoughts and feelings.

My PC acts up.

My pleasure.

My secret will be dumb now.

My turn to smell you.

Nathalie says happy birthday too.

Need help?

New places. New faces.

New research says you shouldn't cuddle your kids?

Nice demonstration!

Nice try.

Nice work, Aksel.

No problem. That's okay.

No safety net. No holding back.

No way?

No, because it's nice.

No, but honestly...

No, but I'm a doctor. I have a medical perspective.

No, come on...

No, don't do that. Not like that.

No, I don't need any if you've eaten.

No, I hadn't heard anything.

No, I pressed the button on the mouse.

No, I'll have to order it. It's not in stock.

No, it's not your turn.

No, no, no...

No, not really.

No, not really.

No, please. I regret it now.

No, she doesn't have to.

No, that's not how it works.

No, the point is

No, why do you say that?

No, you are.

No, you'd make a great mom.

No, you're not.

No!

No!

No!

No! I don't want to!

No! Seriously?

No?

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No. I don't think so.

No. Only one.

No. With Mom.

No...

Nobody cares about.

Nobody communicates like we do. Laughs like we do.

Norli, by the university.

Norway's future spiritual advisers.

Norwegian cod was ferried to China and back.

Not anatomy.

Not asking me the usual questions?

Not at all, Julie.

Not at all.

Not for that long.

Not really.

Not true.

Nothing's ever good enough.

Nothing's gonna happen.

Now I know.

Now it's all I have left.

Now we're supposed to introduce solids at 4 months.

Of course I'd be there if we had kids.

Of course I'm being retrospective.

Of course not.

Of course.

Of course.

Oh, my god!

Oh, my god. I need to take a shower.

Oh, please! We have to stop.

Oh, right. Fuck.

Okay, camera ready.

Okay, I get it.

Okay, it's fiction. In any case...

Okay, like what?

Okay, she shows it off a bit.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay. And you?

Okay. No thanks.

Okay. See you at home.

Okay. Your turn.

One author cannot be held solely responsible.

One more quick take. Slight adjustment.

One more.

One of the most iconic buttholes ever.

Oops, sorry.

Or are you just temping on weekends?

Or with incest?

Original. Very good.

Overpopulation was the reason everything was falling apart.

Pancreatic.

Pedo the Parrot...

People die of thirst in Chile

Personally, I feel like

Plastic is killing the oceans.

Please help yourself.

Please.

Please. No fights.

Premature ejaculation...

Pretty well, under the circumstances.

PROLOGUE

Published last year.

Questions, questions, Karianne.

Reading them.

Ready for children.

Really not.

Really. I just watch my favourite old movies over and over.

Record stores.

Relaxing is your specialty!

Resident parking there.

Resident...

Right, but is it first?

Right, I don't really think this is the right medium to

Right, stills.

Right.

Right.

Right...

Same here.

Say hello from me.

Say you're at a party.

Say... three trillion in your lifetime.

Seems so.

Shall I make breakfast?

Shall I put your bag in the bedroom?

Shall we knock?

Shall we make a baby?

She fell in love with him.

She googled her family name.

She left him.

She made new friends.

She made them live

She meant it.

She observed her fellow students.

She only remembered one strip she'd found vaguely sexist.

She played Rebecca West in Rosmersholm at the National Theater.

She pretended she'd read it.

She said she was terrified of being alone.

She saw how climate change was hurting indigenous people.

She sensed

She still felt trapped in the role of model student.

She took a temp job in a bookstore.

She was still among the top students,

She was thinking about how,

She'd be like Bambi on the ice.

She'd chosen medicine

She'd heard he was the creator of Bobcat.

She's a bit frosty towards me. That's new.

She's awesome.

She's got over 30,000 followers.

She's just shy.

She's not showing off her ass, she's doing yoga.

She's the goalkeeper. You should see her play.

Shit.

Should I laugh or cry?

Show me.

Shut up, and I'll tell you.

Shut up! Just shut up!

Shut up. Please.

Sick to death of it.

So my kids are going to be drug addicts?

So nobody's censoring you.

So true! I've noticed that. When we dance,

So we can celebrate together.

So we couldn't come.

So what are we waiting for? What has to happen first?

So what are you doing now, Julie?

So what is the problem?

So why is that a secret?

So, he's not coming.

So, that's why...

So?

So...

Sometimes I listen to music...

Sometimes, I just want to feel things.

Sorry that happened.

Sorry we're late.

Sorry, but going through my trash is pretty invasive.

Sorry, but I wasn't the one who started.

Sorry, I forgot.

Sorry, I need some shots of you.

Sorry, I seem to be sitting on everything.

Sorry, I thought you knew.

Sorry, I'm a wild animal.

Sorry, I'm lost.

Sorry, it's not smart enough to be satire.

Sorry, we're...

Sorry.

Spare me the kid talk.

Started a photography course.

Stay a little longer.

Still following Sunniva on Instagram?

Still...

Stop seeing each other.

Stop!

Study the ingredients more closely.

Suddenly Oslo was a different city.

Suddenly you're into literature?

Summed up the impossibility of it all.

Super!

Sure you wanted kids?

Sure, and I'll also want kids at some point.

Sure, I'll just finish this.

Sure, of course.

Surgery is like, so concrete.

Take William.

Tastes like dirt.

Tended to forget birthdays.

Terrified of living without him.

Than have kids with anyone else.

Thank you, Marthe Refstad and Aksel Willmann.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you. It looks delicious.

Thanks for coming.

Thanks for letting me know.

Thanks for putting up with me.

Thanks for the cool jacket. Good timing.

Thanks.

Thanks.

Thanks.

That he needed someone like that.

That I know what we said.

That question was vulgar when we were students.

That resonates with me. It's well written. Truly good.

That we feel almost sick

That when she left,

That's all I have. I spent my life doing that.

That's bad in my book.

That's good.

That's how most people do it.

That's hurtful. I don't know what to say.

That's normal. You have many years left to live.

That's not it.

That's not nice.

That's not yoga.

That's ridiculous. Do you have children?

That's right.

That's the poster. For real.

That's what you say about boring people.

That's where I lived.

That's why it's so hard.

The butthole. The anus.

The comic version of me might call you a whore.

The DNA sample she sent to America confirmed it.

The good thing is, he's open about it.

The kind of smell you never forget.

The life expectancy for women at the time was 35 years.

The local drunk, who was super nice.

The mind, not the body.

The only thing worse than all the idiots is yourself.

The others here have kids, so it's an issue.

The person's name is Julie.

The powerful emotions

The pressure is heart breaking.

The problem is our age difference.

The prognosis

The saddest thing,

The sensible choice while she's the sexy one.

The sum of Western guilt sat beside him on the couch.

The term is "sex worker" now, by the way.

The tournament lasted all day.

The way she said it,

The way we used to talk.

The way you write is really great.

The world that I knew...

THE WORST PERSON IN THE WORLD

The worst thing is how they've housetrained Bobcat.

Then and there...

Then I put the arrow on the square.

Then my skin turned almost golden.

Then suddenly I move in with you.

Then use that. Hold on to that feeling.

Then what is it?

There are kids here, and it's chaos.

There's always something wrong with him.

There's coffee. And cups.

There's leakage.

There's no time to think.

There's nothing more to say.

There's nothing more to say.

There's nothing sensible about you.

There's nothing sexual about that.

There's that, too.

These colours.

They block selected neural pathways with Botox.

They discovered it too late.

They don't have it either.

They removed the starfish.

They seem so inappropriate and murky

They thought it was hilarious.

They wanted different things.

They were always my reference

They were interesting because

They'd met in different phases of life.

They'll be addicts because I cuddle them?

They'll be drug addicts.

They're all hard. No ripe ones.

They're especially bad when you're a doctor.

They've got that...

Things they both knew.

This is antique glass. All wavy and stuff.

This is exactly my point.

This is good.

This is hard to hear.

This is permissible.

This is the crux of our relationship.

This is very generational.

This one first.

This thing is gone.

This was wrong. This wasn't her.

Though he was devastated,

Thought we could use some coffee.

To be able to draw

To claim freedom of speech when people criticize you.

To his cheerful nature.

To make you see how wonderful you are.

To mock people weaker than you.

To think about all this.

Too bad we missed it.

True, we had a lot of freedom.

Try playing with them or something, okay?

Two coffees.

Two died of tuberculosis.

Two weeks.

Unsolvable global problems.

Very well written, and...

Very...

Vin de blanc?

Vin?

Wait...

Was a widow, alone with four children.

Was published on jubel.no.

Wasn't there a...

We can try at Ark.

We could live among them.

We could pick them up. Hold them in our hands.

We don't message or anything.

We get this room because we're childless.

We moved there when I was 8.

We need to talk.

We should renovate, but don't want to change anything.

We still have great conversations.

We want different things.

We won't be doing that again.

We'd love it. Come see where your daughter lives.

We'll fix it. You have to read that article.

We'll laugh about it later. It's just a scratch.

We'll sort it all out.

We'll talk later.

We're discussing your work right now,

We've been single together.

We've done this before.

Welcome.

Well, he's got a backache.

Well, I wouldn't exactly call it writing.

Well, it's okay.

Well, yes and no.

Well, you know...

Well, you know...

Well...

Went to bed with him at night.

Were you really sure?

What about this?

What am I doing? Tell me what I'm doing.

What are you saying?

What are you thinking?

What do you know about it?

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

What do you remember from here?

What is it?

What made the pediatricians change their minds?

What starfish?

What the hell's wrong with you?

What was the last book you read?

What will you do with it?

What you're destroying?

What?

What?

What?

What's that?

What's the obstacle?

What's wrong with having a little fun?

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

What's your line of work?

What's your name?

What's your name?

What's your point?

When a 45 year old man explains

When are you coming to see us, Per Harald?

When culture was passed along through objects.

When did you write this?

When I drew my comics.

When I'm gone,

When scientific methodology is applied

When the dick isn't too hard.

When was life supposed to start?

When...

Where her excellent grades actually meant something.

Where I can express and work through

Where will you live?

Where'd you find it?

Where's the menstrual period?

Whereas you still need time to find yourself.

Which one?

Which questions should I ask?

Whiskey, anyone?

Who are you? What do you do?

Who could draw him out of his drawing board.

Who gained popularity at the expense of women.

Who knows? Maybe we'll get back together someday.

Who makes it hard, you know?

Who was dependable,

Why didn't you tell me?

Why not?

Why'd you do that?

With a kind father, and you as the mother,

With drawings of women with big tits?

With my painkillers, I'm not allowed to drive.

With six children

With the strong painkillers I'm on, I can't drive.

Without doubting that you're doing what you're supposed to do.

Worrying about what could go wrong.

Yeah, a bit like books.

Yeah, according to new research.

Yeah, but I can make pasta if you like.

Yeah, but it's also like,

Yeah, but it's fiction. You didn't get that?

Yeah, but there's stuff like that. Damp.

Yeah, but...

Yeah, I was about to ask you. I couldn't get the link to work.

Yeah, I'm not lying.

Yeah, I've seen it, but...

Yeah, it keeps me from taking too many painkillers.

Yeah, it sucked me right in.

Yeah, just a fling.

Yeah, maybe.

Yeah, nice. Good. Well written.

Yeah, of course.

Yeah, please do.

Yeah, she posts interesting links about the environment.

Yeah, that's my point. You're always so mysterious.

Yeah, we were.

Yeah, well...

Yeah? Why do you think that is?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Absolutely.

Yeah. Until I find a place.

Yes, I do love you.

Yes, I said "whore".

Yes, of course.

Yes, please.

You agreed.

You can feel it.

You can make a fool of yourself on the dance floor and still be cool.

You criticize everything I do these days.

You didn't make them coffee?

You don't care!

You don't give a shit about me!

You don't have to say anything.

You don't know?

You don't mind serving coffee till you're 50.

You don't need me waiting.

You don't. But I do. I've had many relationships.

You get a new idea at some point,

You have a choice. You don't have to feel offended.

You have time off, so we're on holiday.

You have to drink lots of water.

You have to make your own family.

You insist on being so damn strong all the time.

You just have to pay.

You just waltzed in?

You know I'm here for you.

You know that. You know I want children.

You know that's not the only problem.

You liked it!

You must be kidding. No way.

You need a change.

You need to be completely free.

You need water.

You puke, you fuck and all that stuff.

You really think it's good?

You said "secrets", not "darkest".

You said you've done that for ages.

You seem to be waiting for something. I don't know what.

You should take a shower.

You should.

You start, then I'll go next.

You still have your stash?

You sure?

You take up all the space.

You think you're strong.

You think?

You used the word "whore"?

You were the love of my life.

You were the most important relationship in my life.

You weren't yourself before?

You wouldn't judge me.

You'll be okay.

You'll regret it.

You'll start to question who you are.

You're a damn good person.

You're acting out the confrontation you never dared have with your father.

You're almost 30. Not a bad age to have kids.

You're much younger than I am.

You're not interested in what I mean.

You're saying art should be pleasant?

You're so predictable!

You're the comic book artist?

You're the least judgemental person I know.

You're with someone who's younger than you. There's a gap.

You've been through the epidermis, derma and muscles.

You've got the comics you created.

Your concept is flawed.

Your glasses.

Your voice has stayed in my head.

Yuck.

30 is pretty major.

"Relax"? Calm down.

And you're happy? Yeah.

And? It's great.

Are you cold? Yeah.

Are you okay? Yeah.

Are you okay? What's up? Why?

Are you sure? Yes, this goes on top.

But I have to stay a bit longer. Of course.

Bye. Bye.

Can I whisper it? Okay.

Can't you see that? Relax.

Do you cuddle your kids? Sure, a lot.

Doing good? Yeah.

Eivind? Yes.

Feel good? Yeah, it did.

Fun with kids. Yeah.

Happy to see you! Me, too.

Have you read it, Mom? No.

He's... It's a backache, Mom.

Hi. Good morning.

How many saves? Lots.

How'd it go? Great.

I can stay if you like. It's okay.

I don't know what to say. Say nothing.

I know that much. Do you?

I mean... Yeah.

I'm Eivind. Eivind... Don't say it.

Is that... Oh, my god.

It looked easier on YouTube. I told you we should practice.

It stinks! Yes.

It's been too long. Way too long.

It's good. Because it's me?

It's my turn now. Okay.

No way! I'm not kidding.

No, that's permissible. Is it?

No, that's the top. Okay.

No. Yes.

Not at all. No.

Right, cheating is... No good.

Right? Kinda.

Seriously? Yes, that's allowed.

She's exhausted. No!

Sorry. Bye.

Sure? Yeah, I'm fine.

Sure. Here? Yeah.

That's not cool! I had to like it!

The angle of her pelvis... It's yoga.

They figure it out. Flawed?

They're very sweet. Thanks.

We didn't cheat. No.

We'll talk tomorrow. Call me.

Well, that's good. Yeah.

Which book again? Green Yoga.

Which ones? Who I am, what I do.

Who do you know here? Nobody.

Why do I always have to go see him? He's not coming?

Yeah? It's over the top.

Yeah. How are you?

Yeah. It works.

Yes! No!

You good? Yeah.

You have? Yes.

You hurt your partner? Is that cheating?

You silly girl! I don't want to!

You work too much. True.

You're taking it out on me. Is that so?

"A friend told me she had sex with a man

"According to my father's calendar..."

"Can you be a feminist and still enjoy being mouth fucked?

"Everyone look at me!"

"I like it flaccid.

"instead of having it thrust upon me."

"It really turned her on.

"Most women I know are ambivalent about performing oral sex.

"Nice"?

"She was confused because she enjoyed it.

"So I create the stiffness

"that it'll turn them on...

"They must act as if they like... the pathetic expectation

"Too many memories overlapping, blending into a blur."

"who pumped his dick into her mouth while he held her head.

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