Smala Sussie
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:02:03
It wasn't me. I didn't do it.
:02:07
Please! I can explain everything.
It wasn't me.

:02:20
I've got to start at the beginning
for you to understand.

:02:26
Okay. It began in Stockholm
yesterday morning.

:02:31
Open up!
:02:33
I'm an independent publisher.
:02:37
I've only really
published one book, so far.

:02:42
Which I wrote myself.
:02:47
- Erik Svärd Publishing.
- Hi, it's Sandra from home.

:02:52
With the red hair, except it's
black now. Slim Susie's gone.

:02:57
She's been gone a week.
You haven't heard from her?.

:03:02
Slim Susie Is my little sister
back home. She's very proper.

:03:08
Writes Christmas cards In
September. Very uptight.

:03:15
Stupid fucking pencil!
:03:17
What was she like
when you last saw her?

:03:21
Well, she was...
:03:24
- Go on.
- I hitchhiked home to find her.

:03:48
Nothing had changed
in three years.

:03:51
When I left three years ago,
the kiosk girl was knocked up.

:03:57
Things do
go slowly in the country.


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