Drehbuch  

29) Int. Gothenburg - Magnus' flat - day

As usual Magnus opens the door quietly. But this time Svenja already awaits him.

Svenja

So where have you been prowling around again? Probably boozing all night?! Who do you think you are? You'll never become anything!

Magnus plods to the kitchen to prepare himself a coffee.

Magnus

(indifferent)

It's none of your business where I've been!

Svenja

And how it's my business! I'm still your mother!

Magnus

Whatever. Want some coffee?

Svenja

Don't change the subject! You think I went through the torment of your birth just to see you throwing your life away?

Magnus

(irritated)

So far it hasn't bothered you.

Svenja

Don't talk to your mother like that! It can't go on like this!

Magnus

(to himself)

Ohh, not again...

Svenja

You lazy bastard, you're becoming too much like your father! It's about time you went out and earned some money and got me out of this hell!

Magnus

(choleric)

Oh yea! Great plan! You've had it before! YOU'VE HAD IT A THOUSAND TIMES BEFORE! I don't give a shit about all this here! I don't give a shit about you. Leave me alone! Finish your breakfast beer and shut up!

Svenja

I beg your pardon? Don't talk to me like that. After all I am your mother! I'm the only thing you've got!

Magnus

No ... no, you WANT that you're the only thing I have! Since I was a child, you've tried to make me dependent by letting me feel guilty about everything! Since I was a child, you've tried to convince me that I'm a looser! And of course it's my fault that you have to live like this! OF COURSE!

Svenja

(screams)

Yes, it's your fault! You and your bloody father! You've both ruined my life!

Magnus

(cynical)

Yea, yea!

Svenja

Yes! You're to blame!

Magnus

If you hadn't involved yourself with this asshole. If he hadn't fucked you, we would BOTH have one big problem less right now!

Svenja

(sobs)

What did I do? I deserve better!

Magnus

You're so pathetic. Sitting here, whining and boozing all the time.

Magnus escapes into his room.

Magnus (O.S.)

(screams)

No one is going to save you! ... I certainly won't! Forget it!

He slams the door behind him and locks it. Then he takes his backpack out of the cupboard and starts to pack it.

Cut to Svenja

Svenja reaches out to the bottle on the living room table.