02x02 - Episode 2

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A NETFLIX SERIES

- [students chattering indistinctly]
- [piano playing faintly nearby]

Ah, splendid. The Crown Prince
has a phone call in my office.

- Is it my mother?
- Yes, that's correct.

Tell her that I'm busy.

The Queen has asked for you
on several occasions.

- [piano playing]
- [Simon vocalizing] ♪ Mmm ♪

- Huh?
- The Queen has asked for you many times.

[piano continues]

Uh, you can tell her
I have nothing more to say.

- If you'll excuse me...
- [piano continues]

- [Simon, in Swedish] ♪ Our days... ♪
- [piano playing]

[humming melody continuously]

- [humming fades out]
- [ethereal ambient music plays]

[girls, in English]
♪ Live long and merry ♪

♪ Live long and merry
For a hundred years ♪

♪ A life long and merry, a life... ♪

Hooray! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!

- [all chuckling]
- [clapping]

Woohoo! You get to make a wish!
[singsong] And happy birthday.

- How does it feel to be ?
- Thanks. I'm actually turning .

- [all] What?!
- Are you kidding?

- Had to repeat a year when I was younger.
- Oh, my God. Wait. You can go clubbing.

- And you can buy cigarettes for me.
- [Fredrika gasps] Oh, my God.

You're an adult.
You're allowed to vote now.

- [Felice] Come on. You serious? Stop.
- [Maddie] Wow!

Well, if I hadn't been an adult,
I wouldn't have been allowed to move here.

My mom wanted me and Simon
to drop out after his... s-sex video.

- Eh...
- [Maddie] Yeah.

- All right, well...
- Okay, time to open your present.

- [Sara chuckles]
- [Stella] How exciting.

[Fredrika] If you don't like it,
we have the receipt. You can exchange it.

Oh. [sighs]

But...

These... these are crazy expensive.
I can't accept this. It's too expensive.

- [all] No.
- Don't be silly. It wasn't a problem.

- We got it together.
- Really.

Every time it's someone's birthday,
we all pitch in a couple hundred, then we...

- We buy a little something.
- Don't worry. It's a tradition.

- Yeah. It's the same for everyone.
- Yeah.

- [Felice] Mm-hmm.
- Well... [chuckles]

- Thanks!
- [Maddie] You're welcome.

- You're welcome.
- Your ass in these pants...

- You have no idea.
- [Stella] There is a difference.

- You ride better when you feel pretty.
- [Fredrika] Yep. True.

[Rousseau nickers]

MEET SARA @ !

[laughing]

[in Spanish] ♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪

♪ Happy birthday, dear Sara! ♪

- ♪ Happy birthday to you! ♪
- [Sara chuckles, in English] Thanks.

Come. Come on.
I have to show you something.

- This is from me and Mom.
- [Sara] Mm.

[Simon] Uh... The website said
that these ones are the best.

And then Mom is gonna make pabellón
for tonight.

I can't tonight.

We're celebrating at the Manor House,
with a pajama party.

Huh.

Wow.

- New jodhpurs.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, I... already got a pair

from the girls,
and they're an even better brand.

But, hey, maybe we could return them,
and then I could get the money.

Everything's so freakin'
expensive here, so...

- They don't get that I... I can't afford...
- [Ayub] Yo!

- [Rosh] Hey!
- [Simon] Look who I got here! Come here.

- [Ayub] Happy birthday, Sara!
- [Rosh] Happy birthday, Sara!

Mm. Thank you, guys.

[Rosh] What happened at karaoke place?
Are you gonna see each other again?

Uh... Nah. I mean, it's...

He wanted to watch a movie this week,
but we'll see.

[Rosh] Okay, we all know
what a movie means, right?

- Action!
- [Ayub chuckles] Right. Action.

You go there, Netflix and chill,
and then, poof! Wille, who?

You guys are insane.
Okay, we'll talk later.

- [Ayub] Hello!
- Bye.

- [Sara] Marcus?
- [Simon] Mm-hmm.

Are you gonna sleep with Marcus?

- Come on, Sara...
- [Sara] Come on, what?

I think it's great.

I mean, at least he doesn't need
to be rescued all the time.

Get down.

[Henry chuckling]

[indistinct chattering]

- [boy ] Stop it. Go for a shower.
- [boy ] Easy. Easy.

- [students cheer]
- [overlapping shouting]

[Sara] Come on, Simon!

- [students shouting]
- Go! Nice!

- [whistle blows]
- [teacher] And switch!

[overlapping shouting]

Over here! I'm here, I'm here!

[Simon] Wille, here!

Wille! Wille, here!

- Here!
- Walter!

- [students cheer]
- Come on!

[students jeering]

[Vincent] This is completely insane.
There's no structure anymore.

Rules and hierarchies exist
because they work, you know?

- What's this? Why is there a queue?
- [water trickling]

Well, apparently the first-years think
they're allowed to use our showers now.

- [water stops]
- [under breath] The f*ck?

I get that you wanna be
on good terms with the Prince,

but there has to be a g*dd*mn limit.

- [toilet flushes]
- [Vincent] He has no respect for you.

- What's up?
- [music plays on earphones]

[music stops]

- [Wilhelm] Is there a problem?
- [Vincent] Yeah.

[mutters hesitantly]

Okay, what?

You have no right to be on our floor,

and you have absolutely no right
to use our showers.

- I'll take a shower later.
- [Vincent scoffs] What the hell, August?

[sighs]

Hey, I mean...

if you're not happy with him,
just pick someone else then.

[chuckles]

And change prefect?

[scoffs] Nah, that's impossible.

Really? Why's that?

Uh, well, because this is his passion.

You'd get more votes than him.

See ya.

[scoffs]

- Hi.
- [Simon] Sara, sit with me.

No, I have to sit with Felice.
She forgot her math book.

[Wilhelm clears throat]

Okay to sit here? All the seats are taken.

[Simon] Mm-hmm.

I thought maybe you wanted that space
you enjoy so much.

[Simon] I'm just trying to be honest
about my feelings.

Maybe you should try it sometime.

[door closes]

Well, good afternoon.

[students] Good afternoon, Mr. Englund.

[Mr. Englund] Please be seated.

Today, we are going to talk
about exponential functions.

Now let's open our books to page...

Let's see, uh...

- To page, uh... .
- [knocking on door]

- [Mr. Englund] Yes?
- [door opens]

[principal] Could the Crown Prince
please come with us?

You may bring your, uh, belongings.

Right away. It's urgent.

[students whispering indistinctly]

- [Mr. Englund] Very well. Let's continue.
- [inaudible]

It's been an honor
to have you here at our school.

We're leaving in .

Jan-Olof, what's going on?
I don't understand.

The Queen would have picked you up herself

if her Her Majesty wasn't sitting
on a plane at the moment.

Why am I leaving?

You can't call and issue threats
against the Royal Family

without realizing there'd be consequences.

- Now let's go pack your bags.
- When am I coming back?

[car doors close]

[car engine distancing]

FELICE: WILHELM WRITES
THEY'RE GOING TO FOREST RIDGE TO PACK.

SIMON: WHAT DO YOU MEAN, PACK?

FELICE: THEY ARE FORCING HIM
TO LEAVE HILLERSKA!

[Mr. Englund] Felice.

Felice!

You know the rules. No phones.

You can come up here and leave it with me.

[Felice scoffs]

[Mr. Englund] You'll get it back
at the end of the day.

Simon?

May I please go to the bathroom, sir?

[Mr. Englund] You may.

Okay.

The Crown Prince may only pack
his essentials.

We'll send for the rest later.

Now, let's see. Where are your bags?

Crown Prince?

[bag unzips]

[Jan-Olof] We need to hurry this along.

- [students whispering]
- [girl] What's going on?

- [Sara] Is he leaving?
- [whispering]

[sighs] I mean, it's not a bad idea
that he goes home.

He hasn't been feeling all that well.
It's probably best for everyone.

- [Jan-Olof] Crown Prince...
- [Wilhelm] I'm not going anywhere.

[Jan-Olof sighs]
Well, that's not your decision to make.

You can't force me.

Here's what I think we should do.

We go back to the castle
and wait for the Queen,

and then we can continue
this discussion there.

No, I'm staying.

Malin, would you please...? [sighs]

Let's shut the door.

Don't touch me! I'll scream.

[students whispering]

[Wilhelm, muffled]
I said, don't touch me! I'm not leaving!

- No, I'm not leaving!
- [Malin] Please.

[indistinct muffled chatter]

- [Wilhelm] Let me go! No!
- [Malin] Let go of the desk! Come on!

[both grunt]

[Erik] You know that Mom
and Dad are just worried, right?

[Wilhelm] I know they wish
that I was a better backup.

[Erik] That's not true.

Sure.

[Erik chuckles] Do you remember this one?

[Wilhelm] Yeah, Grandpa gave it to you.

Anyway, I was thinking you,
uh, could have it.

Thanks, Erik.

[Erik] At least you don't have to
be the Crown Prince.

[Jan-Olof] Crown Prince...

talk to your mother.

[Queen] Wilhelm?

You embarrassed me
in front of the whole school.

[Queen] No, come on, Wilhelm.

You have to realize there will be
reactions when you thr*aten us.

thr*aten? I told you how I felt.

You have to understand that the entire
Royal Court wants to pull the brake.

Listen, you know very well
that Jan-Olof's only called in

when it's absolutely necessary,
and now it is.

You've gone too far.

I know that you're grieving,
and we all are,

but you can't just act irrational
and so impulsive.

You call and ramble on incoherently
about Simon having been on a date and...

[Wilhelm] You said
that I could never see him again.

[hushed] Oh, please...

Your father and I love you
just the way you are, Wilhelm.

You not being allowed to see him
was because of the video

so that you wouldn't be
adding fuel to the fire.

Yeah, but you made me lie.

Now if you are the...
the first one in our family

to choose to live
in an unconventional relationship,

then I want it to come out
on your own terms,

not because somebody forces it out of you.

- Okay. I don't understand what you mean.
- [Queen sighs]

What I mean is, you aren't mature enough
to make that decision yet.

When you're and of age,
then we can discuss this.

We can make a...
well, a plan for the future.

Honey, it's about acceptance and patience.

Erik wasn't open
about his relationships either.

We have to be careful
who we choose to keep close,

and they have to accept the situation.

I don't wanna leave Hillerska.

It would be a misconduct if I didn't act
when you expressed yourself in such a way.

Please, why can't you just be
my mother right now? Please.

I want you to see a psychologist,

and learn to manage
these emotional outbursts.

That's my condition for letting you stay.

It also involves you taking your role
as Crown Prince a lot more seriously,

and that you give the speech
at the th anniversary.

That is non-negotiable.

Okay, on one condition.
I want you to remove the bodyguards.

No, you know I can't do that.
It's a security matter.

What's the thr*at?
We're in the middle of the forest.

- [Queen] Right now, you are the thr*at.
- Well, sorry. It's non-negotiable.

[Queen sighs] Okay.

- [sighs]
- [dramatic ambient music plays]

- What's going on?
- [Sara] Where have you been?

[students chattering indistinctly]

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm staying.

- [Vincent] Yeah! Wille! My boy!
- [students clapping]

- [Vincent] What are you guys doing?
- [August] The show's over. Chop, chop.

[boy] What's happened?

- [dramatic ambient music continues]
- [pills rattling]

Come on! Fifteen seconds left!

Max it out now!

Faster, faster!

Give it all you've f*cking got!

I said max it out!

[whistle blows]

Haven't you been training at all
during the holidays?

Huh?

I can honestly say that, right now,
none of you deserve to be on the team.

If we wanna have a chance
of b*ating Sprucewood,

we have to give it all we got.

This isn't good enough. Next!

One minute, max speed!

- On your marks, get set, go!
- [whistle blows]

[boys chattering indistinctly]

[door closes]

Are we seriously not gonna talk anymore?

I don't understand
how you can just not care.

And after today,
how can you just shut down?

What do you mean, not care?

I went to the principal to help you,
but she just ignored me.

And now, I'll get detention
because I missed my class.

Okay, sorry. I didn't know that.

Thank you.

Now you know.

[sighs]

So, what happened?

I talked to my mom, and I told her

that I can't be king or prince
if I can't be allowed to be who I am.

That's why they came, to take me away,
but I stood my ground.

Eventually, she listened and understood.

They support me.

But?

No, no buts.

Well...

Of course,
it's a bit more complicated, but...

Mom said that when I turn ,
we're gonna discuss it,

what I want and so on.

[hesitates]

We'd just have to keep it a secret
for two years.

Until then, I could, you know...

Then we could be together,
a-and we could like...

[sighs] Come on, Wille.

What do you mean
you'll talk when you're ?

Yeah.

- Or, I mean, we'll...
- [door opens]

[door opens]

[door closes]

Do you really think that I'm gonna sit
around waiting for you for two years?

You couldn't even be honest
about denying it was you in the video.

How am I supposed to trust you?

I think it's really great...

that you feel like they're supportive
and stuff, but like...

I cannot be your...

secret again.

[sighs]

And I think that we...
we can talk in school.

We kinda have to, at rowing and stuff.

So you mean like friends?

[Simon] Mm-hmm.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[melancholy ambient music plays]

[inhales deeply]

[sighs deeply]

Pajama parties always start with games.

- [Stella] What's your experience?
- [Maddie] Yay.

- Oh, that one.
- [Fredrika] Yeah.

- What is it?
- [Fredrika] Girl Talk.

It's been sitting on that shelf
since we started here.

- I so wanna play this game.
- Yay.

- Okay.
- Let's go.

- [Fredrika] Felice.
- Wait, I just gotta reply to Wille.

Hello. It's Sara's birthday.
Can't you do that later?

[Felice] Mm.

- But seriously, what's up between you two?
- I just have to go to the bathroom.

- [Stella] Come on.
- [Felice] Just start without me.

- Ugh! Smallest bladder in Sweden.
- [Fredrika] Okay.

"Let the two twists of fate

decide what you are to do
or what question you answer."

"If you complete the challenge

or dare to answer the question,
you get a point."

"If you don't dare,
or mess up the challenge, no points."

"A guy in your class
is very in love with..." I mean...

They're all the same.
"Next week, you'll meet a guy..."

- What if it isn't a guy?
- It's a game for girls.

- What's the game?
- We just went over the rules.

You'll just have to keep up.
Yeah, God, listen to this.

"Rate your own face from one to ten,
and tell us why."

- [they laugh]
- [Fredrika] God. What is this?

- Well, the game's from .
- [Stella] '?

- Yeah, '.
- [Fredrika] No. Just play the game.

You start, Stella.

[Stella] The purple one?

GIRL TALK

- [Stella] Eight. Okay.
- [Fredrika] Eight.

Um... "How many people
have you had sex with?"

[Stella] Uh, three.

Your turn.

- What?
- Your turn.

Uh, yeah.
I've, uh, slept with three as well.

- Or two.
- [Stella chuckles]

- Or one. It's difficult.
- [chuckles] What the f*ck?

It depends on how you count. I don't know.

- Very unclear.
- [Fredrika] I gave you an answer.

- Okay, Maddie...
- Yeah, no, I'm not gonna... No way.

- Quit it. Can't you just say?
- Um... no.

- [Fredrika] Ugh. Always so contrary.
- [Stella] Okay, Felice.

- Um... Three.
- [Stella] Sara?

I, uh... haven't slept with anyone.

Not a single one?

- Hey, come on.
- [Stella] Come on, what?

There's nothing wrong with that.
I just think it's cute with a real virgin.

But... do you mean
that there are fake virgins too or what?

There are some people who are virgins,

but then they've done everything
but like penetration sex, you know?

But why should you sleep with someone
if you can make yourself cum on your own?

[Maddie snapping fingers]

Yes, yes! Preach it!

But... Sorry. Hold on, stop.
It's all about love.

It's so... I mean, it's just so much better.

I mean, if you sleep with a person
you have feelings for, then it's better.

Mm-hmm. Absolutely.

You know that feeling
when you really, really want someone?

Like when you find a person
who makes you tingle,

you should f*cking sleep with them.

- It's a totally different feeling.
- [Stella] I agree, like %.

[voices fade out]

[lock clacks]

- [humming softly]
- [cell phone chimes]

[girls giggling faintly]

WILHELM: I HATE HIM

WILHELM: AUGUST IS THE MOST
DISGUSTING PERSON IN THE WORLD.

[cell phone clacks]

EVERYTHING HE DOES DISGUSTS ME.
I HATE HIM.

HERE THEY ARE, THE SAME DEAD PIXELS
IN ALL HIS PHOTOS ON INSTA.

IT HAS TO BE AUGUST WHO POSTED THE VIDEO!

[knocking on door]

- [Felice] Could you give me my phone?
- Uh, sure. Hold on.

[water stops]

[overlapping chatter]

[cell phone chimes]

[Stella] You're so much better
at this than I am.

[shuffling]

[book clatters]

[sniffs deeply, exhales]

[water trickling]

[in Swedish]
♪ Days behind us, years gone by ♪

♪ They say all wounds
Will heal with time ♪

♪ You know it hurt, I gave up on myself ♪

♪ So... f*cking lost ♪

♪ Before I found my way ♪

[sighs]

- ♪ What we had ♪
- [keyboard continues playing]

♪ And our loving ways ♪

♪ Cannot forget ♪

♪ Our golden days ♪

[ethereal ambient music playing]

[inhales deeply]

[sighs]

SIMON: WYD?

WANT TO WATCH A MOVIE OR SOMETHING?

[music fades out]

[in English] Well, here it is.
It's nice to have your own place.

Even though it's in the backyard.
You want something to drink?

[music plays on stereo]

[Marcus] I have coke,
Fanta, sparkling water.

[Simon] Mm...

- Coke sounds great.
- [Marcus] Okay.

Cozy.

Thanks.

My mom helped me decorate.

[coke trickling]

So what do you wanna watch?

[clicks tongue] What do you like?

Oh.

[sighs] Action.

- Action?
- [Marcus] Uh-huh. What do you wanna watch?

- Horror.
- [Marcus] Horror?

- No way. Never.
- [Simon chuckles] Yeah.

- No. Nope.
- [Simon chuckles] Yes.

- I can show you a good horror movie.
- Nah, horror, I...

Sorry, I can't do it. Nah.

[kissing]

Mm... Hey, uh...

Uh...

You're great.

You too.

I didn't invite you over just to...

sleep with you.

[chuckles softly]

I like you.

A lot. [chuckles]

So... maybe we don't have to rush it.

[Simon] Mm-hmm.

And then... we'll see where that takes us.

Okay?

[music stops]

That one?

[Simon] Mm-hmm.

["Do It Right" by Mega & Kwini Rene plays]

♪ Lil' baby on the scene
Watch me work and watch me go ♪

♪ I'm so fresh and I'm so... ♪

- Good morning. The time is :.
- Oh, thanks.

♪ Getting cash, get the... ♪

- The time is :.
- Good morning.

♪ Blow a bag, get it back
And blow some mo' ♪

♪ See I'm ridin' round in my Benzo ♪
See lil' daddy, I swerve on 'em ♪

♪ Can't see me peekin'
Thru da tint though ♪

♪ Bitin' all on my lip slow ♪

♪ Blades grippin' while I whip slow
While my high heels on tiptoe ♪

♪ Blowin' gas while I'm moving fast
Rodeo ridin' to the tempo ♪

♪ Aah ♪

♪ Watch me do it, watch me do it right ♪

♪ Hey, watch me do it
Watch me do it right ♪

♪ Uhh... watch me do it
Watch me do it right ♪

- ♪ Hey, watch me do it watch me... ♪
- [music ends abruptly]

- [August sighs]
- [Sara] It was Felice.

Huh?

It was Felice
who told Wilhelm about the video.

[August sighs softly]

What are you talking about?

Somehow, she could see
it was filmed using your phone.

Something about some dead pixels,
like a watermark.

[August] If she goes public with that,
I'm f*cking screwed.

But what's worse,
that they go public or you do it first?

I mean, now you still
have a chance to do it.

Just take the hit.

[August] Okay, I-I need to think,
but you can go now.

But that wasn't the only reason
I came here. Can I kiss you?

- Excuse me?
- I just wanna try something.

[Sara moaning softly]

Mm-hmm. Okay.

Mm. They were right.

It's a stronger feeling.

I think I... want to have sex with you.

[chuckles]

[man] From what I understand,
it is your mother who wants you to see me.

- [Wilhelm] Mm.
- Mm-hmm.

And what do you think about that?

Well, I guess she's worried.

Aren't all parents?

[chuckles] Well...

- Would you say her worries are justified?
- I didn't say that.

I'm fine, given the circumstances.

And those circumstances, they, uh...
what are they?

Well, my brother...

[hesitates, sighs]

He, um...

I... I became Crown Prince, and...

[therapist] Mm-hmm?

Well, isn't that enough?

[therapist] I guess.

The Crown Prince should know one thing,
and that is that anything you say in here...

is confidential.

And as you may have noticed,
I'm not taking any notes whatsoever.

The only thing I report to your parents

is whether you attend
our scheduled appointments or not.

Okay, so I don't have to talk?

No, if you don't wanna talk,
then you don't have to, no.

Okay, good.

[somber ambient music plays]

[Wilhelm sighs deeply]

[students chattering]

ANXIETY, WORRY AND PANIC att*cks

[boys chattering indistinctly]

[boy] Mr. Englund's class
is just so boring.

Move, please. Out of the way.

- Hey.
- Hi.

How did it go?

Oh, yeah, I spoke to Abdi and Johan,
and they're in.

Okay, so, uh... then we're safe.

He's gonna be so f*cking pissed
if we fail.

[Vincent] f*ck it. There are enough
of us to vote him out anyway.

- Move aside. Move aside.
- Nobody wants him anymore.

- Here he comes.
- [August] Excuse me.

- Hi, man.
- Hey.

- Hey, August. What's up?
- [August sighs]

sh*t, um...

I heard they opened the sh**ting range.
Should we have a go?

- Hey, you guys done with...
- Shh!

Me and Dad are going to Zambia
over the break maybe,

so I have to practice anyway.

Sure. [chuckles]

Great.

Damn, this bread, it's amazing.
Really good. Mm.

I used to eat it all the time in Paris.

- [Vincent] Really?
- Mm-hmm. Try it.

I don't eat carbs. I'm fine.

Maybe you shouldn't either

if you're hoping to get
on the rowing team.

[chuckles] Yeah, that's true.
Be careful what you eat, Nils.

[Nils] Mm-hmm. You too.

[Vincent] He says a lot
of smart things, that guy.

[Wilhelm] Thanks for trying
to distract me.

[scoffs] This is gonna be fun.
Oh, there's the guy who's gonna help us.

- [Marcus] Hi.
- Hi.

- [Marcus] Felice, right?
- Exactly.

- [Marcus] Uh...
- Hi.

Marcus.

Wilhelm.

[Marcus] Uh...

So you want to sh**t clay pigeons?

- [Felice] Yeah.
- Who wants to go first?

- [Felice] I wanna go first.
- Yeah? Great.

- Pull!
- [thrower clatters]

[g*nsh*t]

Nice one!

[Felice] Your turn. Ready?

- Does he have to be here?
- What?

Yeah, it's a-a safety precaution,
since we're under .

- You know, he's been on a date with Simon.
- [Felice] What?

- [shotgun cocks]
- [Felice] Wait. When was this?

- Pull!
- [thrower clatters]

- [under breath] f*ck.
- You'll get it next time!

[sighs] I saw that
they've been on a date, on Insta.

I mean, if he's moved on so soon,
what did I mean to him?

- [Marcus] Ready?
- [Felice] sh*t, that must really suck.

[Wilhelm sniffs]

[shotgun clacks]

[Felice] You're better looking than him.
Change tactics.

Just spend more time with Simon,
and prove that he can trust you.

- [huffs]
- [shotgun cocks]

[Felice] You ready?

[Wilhelm] Mm-hmm.

- Pull!
- [thrower clatters]

[g*nsh*t]

- Nice!
- [Marcus] Nice.

[Felice] You got this, Wille.

[boys chattering quietly]

- [August] Hi.
- [boy clears throat]

What's this?

[Vincent inhales deeply]

[clears throat]

August, we, um...

We see it as our duty
to fully protect our house reputation.

And we're well aware that your studies
take up a lot of your time, but, um...

[sucks teeth] Well, the final semester's
important to us third-years.

We deserve the privileges
that tradition gives us,

but now, it's chaos.

And it's spreading
throughout the entire school.

That can't be allowed.

Okay, I... I, um... I agree. I hear you.

I will make it my top priority.

We have already elected a new prefect.

And who, uh...

[chuckles] Who, if I may ask, who-who...

should I congratulate
on that thankless, sh*t assignment?

Hmm?

[Vincent] August...

just accept it.

Of course, you are still on the team.

- And your opinions are valuable to us.
- [August scoffs]

Are you gonna let him
be team captain as well?

f*cking Brutus, man.

[door closes]

Vincent's your new prefect. Congrats!

He'll be a thousand times shittier
than I've ever been.

- [chuckles] What the hell was that?
- [Wilhelm clicks tongue]

They were fed up with him.
Come on, let's go.

Coming to the stables later?

Hmm, I don't know.
I have the worst cramps.

So I don't think I'm quite up for that.
I think I might skip it.

Something weird happened today,
by the way.

[Felice] Hmm?

Fredrika asked me
if I could help her with Indigo.

Oh, that'll be fun.

Yeah, but I barely have time for Rousseau.

I don't know
how I'm supposed to manage two horses.

- I'm gonna quit riding.
- What d'you say?

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...
[sighs] I didn't know how to tell you.

- I knew how disappointed and sad you'd be.
- But I...

What are you gonna do with Rousseau?

[Felice] We're gonna sell him.
I'm sorry. I mean... [sighs] I pro...

I promise, we will find
a good home for him,

with really nice owners,
and he'll be really happy, I promise.

Um...

If you'd like to have some mornings
with Indigo,

that would be absolutely fine.

A-And you could be my stable hand

and come with me and help out
at like competitions and stuff.

Yeah! I could also use someone
to assist me.

- If you want.
- Maybe.

[housemistress] Girls, you may start.

[cutlery clattering]

- [Vincent] Good morning, f*ckers.
- [all, meekly] Good morning.

- I said, "Good morning, f*ckers!"
- [boys, loudly] Good morning.

Good, that's more like it.
This is gonna be plain sailing.

The race against Sprucewood
will be a relay with eight rowers.

We're allowed four third-years per team.

Some kind of socialist nonsense,
but that's the way it is.

That means the rest of you will have
a chance as well, even if you suck.

- I'm sorry I'm late.
- [Vincent] You, shut up!

To arrive late and waste oxygen
on some lame excuse...

that doesn't work on my team.

Let's keep this simple.

We'll run the entire track, and the ones
who get to the finish-line first

qualify for the team.

Yeah, but it's like kilometers.

It's not even a track.

It's a f*cking trail.
Someone could get hurt.

I'm sorry, I-I thought
I was the team captain.

[clears throat] Everybody here can row.

I'm not kidding.

Even Walter,
even though he's underdeveloped,

both mentally and physically, as you know.

[sniffs]

But I only want people
who really want to row...

and can push through!

Are you with me?

- [boy ] Yep.
- [boy ] Yep.

I said, "Are you with me?"

[all] Yep.

Okay, I want a nice
and orderly line up here.

Straight as a f*cking arrow.

On your marks...

get set...

[whistle blows]

Simon, come on, tie them.
Come on! Come on!

["And What" by Charlie Harper playing]

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Right hook
'Cause I'm feeling extra nice ♪

♪ Heads up, I could be flying
Through the sky like "Woo!" ♪

♪ When you're numb and you're vex ♪

♪ Yo, I'm feeling nervous
I got the sweats ♪

- ♪ Yoo! ♪
- ♪ I don't care if you're going next ♪

♪ I got right hook, left hook, dead like ♪

- ♪ They don't care about me, and what? ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ They don't care about me, and what? ♪

♪ They don't care about me, and what? ♪

♪ If you don't care
Then I don't care 'bout you ♪

- Come on!
- [Simon pants]

- No, f*ck this. We'll never catch up.
- [Wilhelm] What?

[breathless] I can't make it.
I can't make it. You run.

- No, Simon, come on.
- No, seriously, why do you care?

- 'Cause I... I don't...
- [Simon panting]

Uh... [panting]

I don't want you to mess up your grades.

The... The PE teacher wants us
to compete for the school. Come on.

[both panting]

Come on, I know another way.

- What, so you mean like cheating?
- Yeah. Come on.

[dreamy ambient music plays]

[Marcus whistles]

[both panting]

How do you know him?

- Marcus?
- [Simon] Yeah.

He works at the sh**ting range.
I was there yesterday with Felice.

- How do you know him?
- [Simon] Uh...

- [quad bike engine rumbling]
- I mean, he's from Bjärstad.

- Everyone knows everyone in Bjärstad.
- Yeah, right.

[panting]

Come on now! Final stretch, guys!

[both panting]

[Vincent] Come on! Let's go!

Good!

- Great job, dude.
- [boys panting]

[Vincent] Nice.

- Okay!
- [boys pant, cough]

The Crown Prince and the non-resident
taking the last spots, that's surprising.

- [boys coughing]
- [Vincent] Oh well. Well done.

[panting, coughing]

[Nils] I helped you become prefect.
Can't I at least become vice team captain?

Uh, no. sh*t, you're on the team.
Stop sulking, dammit. Chin up.

NEW VOICEMAIL.

[boy] Get away!

What the hell are you doing,
you f*cking idiot?

[automated voice]
Hi, and welcome to your voicemail.

You have one new message.

[Jan-Olof] Hi, August.

This is Jan-Olof from the Royal Court,
trying to reach you.

Uh, I would like to inform you
that the Queen requests your presence

at the castle this Tuesday,
uh, at four o'clock.

[dreamy ambient music playing]

MARCUS: YOU LOOK GOOD WHEN YOU RUN.
THANKS FOR YESTERDAY!

[Jan-Olof] It's important
that you will be there

since the Queen wants to have
a meeting and a chat with you.

We'll send a car.

That's all. Thank you and goodbye.

[music fading out]