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Honey (2025)

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Honey (2025)

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... just keep going ...

Honey? You're picking up

Mikala after school, right?

Yeah...

- Listen up, everyone! Quiet!

Thank you, Asma.

Say hello to Honey Madsen.

You've chosen a great time to join

us because this week we're starting:

The family tree project!

- Boring!

- Yawn!

Who are we? Where do we come

from? What are our hopes and dreams?

- Yes, Sara?

- Didn't we do this in first grade?

Yes, but now we're going more in

depth. What do we know about ourselves?

And what do we know about each other?

You're right. Nix.

What do you for instance

know about Honey?

- She's new.

- Yes. So let's get to know her.

You can sit next to Asma.

Tell us a bit about yourself.

What do your parents do?

My mom works at a law firm.

And she runs her own restaurant.

SANNE'S HOT DOGS

A lawyer and a restaurant?

Wow, she must be busy.

Cool. And how about your dad?

He lives in a forest.

That's amazing. Dropping

out of the rat race.

- I'm quite outdoorsy myself.

- He fights for people's rights.

Hey! You there!

- And what about you?

- Me?

Any interests or hobbies?

- Music.

- Great.

Did you inherit that interest

from someone in your family?

- Maybe my grandad.

- Cool!

You're in luck. Our

next lesson is music.

Honey, why don't you take

these? You can stand over there.

Liam? Easy on the drums.

- Viggo!

- Shut it!

Chill.

Thank you, Asma. We're

ready for The Minds of 99.

- Can't we play some heavy metal?

- No, let's just play Medina.

- Minds of 99 are nice!

- No way!

Oliver from 9th grade will help us,

since I can't play the guitar today.

- Are we ready for Minds?

- Yes!

Let's hear it!

- Hi.

- Honey, you need to take that outside.

Honey, are you there? Mikala's

s chool called. They can't find her.

I can't leave work.

S he could be in trouble.

I really need your help.

You know: All for one, and one for all!"

Mikala? Mikala?

Hello!

There you are.

You're not supposed to

walk home on your own.

I didn't walk. I took a taxi.

A taxi?

Where'd you get the money?

Where did you get money from?

There was some

cash in the Thailand jar.

You're not to touch that. Don't you

want to go on holiday with mom and me?

Yes. I'm sorry.

So no more stealing from the jar.

Come and shine on me...

WE'RE HOME ALL GOOD

THANKS, LOVE

DON'T FORGET THE WASHING

This is my sister. She's

my maid, and I love her.

I'LL BE HOME LATE

Stop it. Turn it off.

MAKE THE PLACE LOOK NICE

OUT OF FOOD MONEY

COLLECT BOTTLE DEPOSI- Hi, Mom.

- Hi, sweetie.

You're home already?

I need a shower before

work. I smell like a sewer.

You'll do the shopping and pick up

Mikala before you go over to your dad's?

- Has he found a job?

- Yeah, he has actually.

- Wow!

- What did your dad do?

- Marcel?

- Yes. My grandad.

- All sorts of things.

- Was he like me?

- What d'you mean?

- Didn't he play music too?

- Didn't he play the ukulele I've got now?

- Yes.

Why? He died ages ago.

We're doing a family

tree project at school.

I forgot my keys.

Just need a shower.

- Here.

- Thanks.

My son Oliver here's going

to be playing at our concert.

Sorry.

- Where's he going to play?

- At the supermarket concert.

- What concert?

- To celebrate the supermarket's birthday.

My dad's the manager, so

my brother's band is playing.

Oliver's your brother?

Yes.

Why? Something wrong with that?

- You're just so different.

- Okay...

Hi, and welcome to my video.

Mikala!

My maid went shopping. I hope

she bought me some goodies.

Let's go.

I'm so tired.

- Can we take a taxi?

- No, we're walking.

And I'm going to my dad's.

Oh my God! She's

going to her dad's.

I'm glad he's not my dad!

Come on!

- Come on.

- Taxi... Taxi...

- Who is it?

- Honey.

- Sorry?

- Little John.

- Hi.

- Hi!

- Good to see you.

- You too.

- You got company?

- They're just leaving.

- Hi!

- Hi.

Thanks for coming.

Thank you.

See you.

Sounds like someone's been

smoking some wacky tobacky.

"Yeah, but everyone's

entitled to some fun, right"

- Can you spray the little ones, please?

- These? Yes.

- And these ones too.

- Okay.

Johnny?

Up for some fun?

Step on it, Johnny!

- Turn, turn, turn.

- No, no, no!

Great job!

Turn!

Just a second.

What do we do?

Take from the rich

and give to the poor.

- Here you go.

- No, thanks.

Yes! Goal! Yes!

f*ck yeah!

Whoa!

Robin Westergren?

f*ck! Johnny? Wake up.

Come on, Johnny. Time to get up.

- Sorry to kick you out.

- What about my bag?

- Where is it?

- In the kitchen, I think.

- Police! Open up!

- I'm naked - taking a shower.

Like hell you are! Open the door!

- Robin Westergren!

- Just a sec.

- Open!

- Take this.

We're coming in!

Whacky tobacky isn't completely legit yet,

but you must stand up for people's rights.

Keep the "gold" in the "satchel"

till we see each other again.

Just a sec! Coming.

- The time is 7:25 AM...

- Take it easy!

Be careful with my stuff!

Relax! Take it easy!

- Come on!

- Yeah, yeah.

Get in.

YOU OKAY, DAD?

You play guitar?

No, it's a ukulele.

- It was my grandad's.

- Can I see it?

"Marcel E. Madsen".

What does the 'E' stand for?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

I need to rehearse.

I'M OKAY.

LOOK AFTER THE 'GOLD'.

Maybe you inherited traits

from your grandparents -

- that your parents didn't

get. Just like you, Honey.

You might be able to find photos

of your family members online.

- Check out the boss.

- Is that the guy from the supermarket?

Yes.

f*ck! No, no, no!

It's his mom! She's naked!

You're so immature!

- Seriously!

- Give me back my phone!

Go get some fresh air,

everybody. Off you go.

"Marcel E. Madsen".

- Have you seen my sneakers?

- No.

Can you do the washing

and unpack a few boxes?

Sure. What does the 'E'

in Marcel's name stand for?

I'll be home late, so you'll have to

make dinner for Mikala. Any homework?

- We're doing a family tree project.

- Cool.

I haven't sold any hot dogs this

week. I need to focus on beef hot dogs.

But they're much more expensive.

I've taken on extra cleaning shifts.

We're still going to Thailand.

Swimming pool, here we come!

What does the 'E' stand for?

- What are we talking about?

- Marcel's name! Listen up!

What did the 'E' stand for?

- Well, Einar.

- His name was Einar?

- How come you never told me?

- It doesn't matter.

I need to pee. Let go of the door.

Why do we never talk about him?

There's nothing to tell.

He was your dad, Mom.

Listen...

He's dead, okay?

And even if he wasn't, we

wouldn't want him around.

- What do you mean?

- I'm going to be late. Just drop it.

You're so weird.

Tell me something about him.

Marcel was a lovely man. I'm so sad

he's not around anymore. Bye, sweetie. Bye!

Hello?

I don't want to go to school.

GOOD MORNING.

YOU NEED TO PICK UP MIKALA

OK, BUT I HAVE

PLANS AFTER SCHOOL

Hi. Can I help you?

I'd like to talk to Marcel Einar Madsen.

- Are you a relative?

- No.

I'm from The Heart Foundation.

Okay.

We're doing this project:

Talk to an oldie.

I haven't heard about that project. You'll

have to call and make an appointment.

But I've already spoken to him.

- To Marcel?

- He sounded really interested.

Okay. Follow me.

- What's up, Madsen?

- I just wanted to get some air.

And then my pants

slipped and I fell.

There we go.

I can manage fine on my

own, Thanks very much!

- Calm down, Madsen.

- That's easy for you to say.

You have an appointment with a

young lady from The Heart Foundation.

Come on in.

Thomas? You need to

help me out with Svensson.

- Marcel, behave yourself.

- Get lost.

- Hi.

- Hi.

I'm from The Heart Foundation.

Are you Marcel Einar Madsen?

You're a bit on the

young side, aren't you?

Would you like to take part in our survey?

No, thanks.

It's all about family relations.

I don't have any family, so get lost.

- Are you ill?

- Yes, dammit! I've got cancer.

- In my a*s of all places.

- Is it painful?

What do you think?

Sorry.

It's my sister. Hello?

I want to go home! Y ou

promised to pick me up early.

Yes, I'm just running a

bit late. I'm leaving now.

- Just hurry! - Is that yours?

You got any idea what that

is? That sh*t's super ill*gal.

My dad says we have to

stand up for people's rights.

Does he now? He sounds like a

clever guy. What else does he say?

- That's none of your business.

- I see.

Do you have any kids?

Close the door on your way out.

How's school?

- Made any new friends?

- Loads.

That's nice.

Please tell me

something about your dad.

- Not right now.

- I'd really like to know how he died.

Drop it, Honey.

You'll just upset Mikey.

- She's not even listening.

- One hot dog, no onions, please.

- How did he die?

- He had a disease.

Okay. Which disease?

A fatal one.

I think that's enough mustard.

- There you go.

- Which deadly disease?

I don't remember!

- Can I get you anything else?

- Some water, please.

Here you go.

Can we do this some other time?

Mikey! Come and get something to eat!

- You must have a picture of Grandad.

- Let it go.

Maybe there are some pictures of

him in the removal box in the living room.

- No, there's nothing in that box.

- Excuse me, can I get something, please?

- Yes, what would you like?

- A hot dog, please.

"Sanne's confirmation".

DAD

DAD

"You gotta live life to the full..."

GOOD MORNING

DON'T FORGET MIKALA'S LUNCH.

- Why don't you like Medina?

- Because you do.

Are we having this discussion

again? Can't we just play both?

- Let's play heavy metal.

- What about Minds and Medina?

- Liam!

- It's Oliver!

- Hey, man!

- What's up?

- Hi!

- Easy now.

What's up?

I convinced him.

I've set up the gig.

- I told you I'd handle Dad.

- Relax.

But you guys need

to give it your all.

That includes you. No bailing

in the middle of the song.

- Cool. See you.

- See you, Oliver!

- Are we playing?

- What's he talking about?

My dad's store is having a

party, and Oliver's band is playing.

- We'll be there.

- Listen...

We're the warm-up act.

- Rock Till We Drop.

- Our band? From music class?

Yeah!

That's awesome!

- You're amazing!

- That's great!

- I play the maracas, right?

- Seriously?

- You just started...

- She's good.

Maracas are cool. f*cking great.

- Mega cool!

- Come on, Sara.

- Okay, fine.

- Maracas are amazing.

FIELD TRIP WITH SCHOOL

PICKING MIK UP LATE

- Hello?

- What's up, Johnny? Hi!

- Dad? Is that you? - I'm back!

- Where are you?

- At home. Can you bring the "satchel"?

- Yes, but I have to do something first.

- Okay. Just hurry.

God, is it you again? I told you

I'm not interested in your foundation.

Recognize this?

That's your name right

there. This is yours.

What the hell are you talking about?

You can't just come

barging in here. Get lost.

Okay.

You gotta live life to the full.

Do what you want

a nd not give a damn.

Don't trust other people,

y ou're your own best friend.

There's no one there to lend a

hand, l uck is all that gets you through.

Nobody's looking out for you -

- so live your life a nd

walk your road alone.

Never say no t o a

party and a drink.

Don't give a damn w hat

others say and think.

This is your song.

- I'm not leaving until you admit it.

- Well, maybe it is. And so what?

You wrote it for my mom.

She says you're dead.

I see...

Why does she say

that? What did you do?

I lied, smoked, drank and

stole, even from Sanne.

- You stole from your own daughter?

- Yes. I didn't care.

I stole left, right and center

and sold whatever I took.

I needed the money for drugs

and debts. I was in trouble.

I behaved like a real as*h*le. But I

don't understand what you're doing here?

- You're my grandad.

- No way.

I'm not anyone's anything.

It's too late for that.

And you didn't miss out on anything,

I can promise you. Now get lost.

Hi. I'm so glad you're home.

What's up with you?

I googled my

grandad. He's alive.

He's not dead at

all. I just saw him.

- So what's he like?

- He's a major as*h*le.

Sorry.

That's a bummer.

- But, sweetie, where is it?

- What?

The "satchel".

f*ck! I've no idea.

I must have left it.

With the as*h*le?

No... Seriously!

- Now, I'm completely broke.

- Well, my phone's also in the bag.

Oh no...

Where are all your plants?

- They were seized.

- By the police?

- I got a suspended sentence.

- What does that mean?

That I have to stay out of

trouble, or I'll end up in the can.

But that's a good thing, right?

I also received a "small" fine.

You need to go and collect the package.

Do you have any idea how much it's worth?

- Now, Johnny!

- I have to pick up Mikala.

I'll do it tomorrow.

- Honey!

- I can't.

You're being mean!

I lost my school bag.

My phone was in it.

You'll have to find it.

You need to look for it. I

can't afford to buy a new one.

- What's up with you?

- You tell her.

- I have a gig at Lidl next Saturday.

- Well, that sounds... Isn't that great?

I'm playing the maracas.

They're f*cking great.

We're going to be the warm-up

act for a guy called Oliver.

You can't do that! It's my Saturday!

My school has an open day event,

and I was going to give you a tour.

That's right. You're going to

give us a tour of the school.

Exactly. I'll be there later,

Honey. So you have to... Right?

I'm bringing the hot dog stand.

I told them you'd be

there. You and me, Honey.

You know what it's like, Honey.

Of course.

Great, girls.

What's our motto?

- One for all, and all for one!

- Exactly.

- And where are we going?

- To Thailand!

Yes, we are.

Lovely...

BIG SISTER ME

Is that your dad? Cool.

- Rehearsal today?

- I've got a stomach ache.

- What?

- I've a doctor's appointment.

No prob. We're also rehearsing tomorrow.

I can't make it.

- What?

- I can't do the gig.

- It's my sister...

- What about her?

Yeah, what about her?

- But you're in a band.

- It's just maracas.

It's not just maracas!

- What is it that's so important?

- Yeah. What's so important?

It's just my sister...

She's having a lung transplant.

- Who's that?

- It's my grandad.

- He's a rock star, okay?

- Yeah, I bet.

- Hello?

- Hello!

What are you doing down there?

- Yoga, of course!

- Did you fall?

Yes! Help me up.

What the hell?

- Where's my bag?

- What are you talking about? Help me up.

- I need some air.

- The one with the black package.

- Come on. Give me a hand!

- If you help me, I'll help you.

This isn't a discussion! I've got cancer

in my a*s and I need some fresh air!

- Come on!

- Okay, fine -let's go.

- It's the other way.

- Sure!

You're not listening!

It's the other way!

Stop! I want to go to

the garden! Are you deaf?

This isn't the garden!

Stop here and turn around.

And then we'll forget all your nonsense.

We have to go back now! Okay?

Are you listening to me?

- If you don't have my bag, I'm off.

- What?

You've got your head so far

up your own a*s. Have fun!

Hey? Hello!

What were you thinking? You

shouldn't even have that damn package!

- That's none of your business!

- It's not even yours! It's your dad's!

Why isn't he looking after it?

Hey! We need to talk!

Then get down here.

She's crazy that girl.

What does your mother

have to say about all this?

Not a lot. They don't talk.

They were never in a real relationship.

You know what?

You need to start

thinking about yourself.

Like you, you mean? How

has that worked out for you?

In my family, we help each

other. One for one, and one for all.

What the hell's that supposed to mean?

It means I've got a gig next Saturday.

But my sister Mikala's school has

an open day event on the same day.

So I won't be playing, and that's

fine. That's how it is in our family.

- And how old is Mikala now?

- 22.

- So she's an adult!

- Well, yes.

- Do you want to play that gig?

- Of course.

Yeah. That makes perfect

sense. You're great on that ukulele.

You think so?

Yes, of course! You two

were made for each other.

But I play the maracas in the band.

f*ck the maracas! The

ukulele is your instrument.

So forget all about your dad's package -

- forget about that thing at your

sister's school. And play that gig!

- I can't.

- Chicken.

- I'm not afraid.

- Then prove it.

Prove it to your grandad.

Did I just hear you say grandad?

Seems like there's no getting rid of you.

- I don't owe you anything.

- No, you don't, but...

You may not get to

have me for very long.

So you can consider

this my dying wish.

That sounds like blackmail.

I'll do it on one condition:

You talk to my mom.

She won't talk to me.

Chicken...

I'll talk to her when

you've played your gig.

You've got a deal.

Hi, sweetie! Aren't you

asleep? It's really late.

You gotta live life to the full.

- Do what you want... - Sshhh.

Mikala's sleeping.

- How do you know that song?

- Marcel wrote it for you.

It was in one of the boxes.

I'm not going to talk about him.

I can't. That's the way it is.

Don't trust anyone...

Why didn't you just get rid of it?

I used to love it when he played

and sang. It was the best thing ever.

But then he stopped doing it.

And became an enormous jerk instead.

Then it's a good thing

he's not around anymore.

Yes.

That's really good.

- By the way, I found your bag.

- Where?

They called from the lost property

office at the bus depot in Amager.

Did they say anything?

No.

BAG FOUND!!!

What's up?

I'd like to be in the band after all.

Seriously?

What about your sister's lungs?

She's feeling better, so the

operation's been postponed.

- Postponed?

- Sure it was.

- So where are your maracas?

- I'd like to play this instead.

- That's so lame.

- You're so lame!

- Shut up.

- Stop arguing.

Okay.

Play some Minds.

- Come on.

- Sure thing.

Can you play a bit louder?

Sure.

That was awesome!

- Are you coming?

- Yes, in a minute.

- Let's go down to the store.

- Yeah!

What are you doing here, Dad?

I got a text from an

unknown number.

- I'm rehearsing with my band.

- You're in a band? What?

This is us. Rock Till We

Drop. And we have a gig.

Awesome! Yes, Rock Till We Drop!

- So can we do this later?

- No, because someone's out to get me.

"BAG FOUND!" from

unknown number.

I wrote you from Mikala's

phone. I don't have mine.

Mom says the bag is at the

lost property office in Amager.

- What did she say about the parcel?

- Nothing.

Are you sure you didn't take

the "gold" out of the "satchel" -

before you got aboard the "cart"?

- Yes.

- You took the parcel out of the bag!

- Why don't you just call them?

- I can't do that!

- Then I'll call them.

- No!

- There's wacky tobacky in the package.

- Are you coming? We've got rehearsals.

The others went to the convenience

store. They'll be back in a minute.

- I'm just helping the janitor.

- Hey, I'm the new janitor.

- Right. What are you doing?

- She's helping me with...

- This bench.

- Yes.

The council told us they're

dangerous, so we need to remove them.

- So, can you help me move it?

- It's really heavy.

Yes, it is. But it's

also dangerous.

What? Seriously!

Where are they? We're

meant to be rehearsing.

- Can't we rehearse anyway?

- No, we're a band.

We want to sound good, but we

always disagree on what to play.

We should write our own music.

I wrote something.

- What?

- I wrote a song, but it's not finished.

Can I hear it?

Shut it out, l et the

dark thoughts fly away.

All the change I can't fight.

Shut it out.

Shut them out -

- all the world's expectations.

There's just your own path.

Keep going.

- That's all.

- That's awesome.

Play the bridge again.

We're on the right track, I promise.

You and me against the world.

On the right track, yes, I know.

Y ou and me against the world...

That sounded pretty sweet.

- You're a really good singer.

- Thanks.

- Do you want to jam with us?

- She can't. She's in our band.

Isn't that up to her?

- Do you want to join us?

- Why do you always have to interfere?

- Take it easy.

- That's easy for you to say! Hands off!

Okay, cool it. We

have the room now.

Calm down.

- Relax, Liam.

- Let's get started.

- Wait up.

- Sorry.

He's just so freaking annoying.

That gig is important to

me. I'm so damn nervous.

I know what you mean.

You're the first person I've

ever sung my own stuff to.

And I've never played a gig.

I have an idea for the

chorus. How about...

- Hey, Honey...

- No! Not Honey.

- Hey, Honey...

- Stop it! Not Honey.

- Cut it out!

- Why?

Hey, Honey...

We've got something

special, I can feel it.

Hey, Honey...

Hey, Honey...

Hey, Honey... We've got

s omething special, I can feel it.

Stop it!

- What are you doing?

- What are you doing?

- Rehearsing for the gig on Saturday.

- It's my Saturday!

It's also my Saturday.

- Hey! Give it back!

- No!

Mikala!

f*ck!

What happened?

Are you okay?

- I won't be mad.

- You promise?

I didn't mean to.

I wasn't wearing my glasses.

Hi.

- What's up with you?

- Nothing.

It's a beautiful tree.

You have to appreciate

these things while you can.

Are you afraid of dying?

No, not really.

I just wish I hadn't hurt your mom.

- I just don't know how to tell her.

- Play her your song.

- She doesn't want to hear that.

- I'm sure she does.

Her best memories are

of you singing and playing.

Really?

Why don't we record it?

Then I'll play it for Mom.

And then she and

Mikala will come for a visit.

Then you'll have to play along.

What?

I can't.

Of course you can! What

are you talking about?

My ukulele's broken.

No!

Is it... No!

Then what about

the gig tomorrow?

I guess I won't be able to do it.

I'll sort something out.

Just come back tomorrow.

Then we can rehearse

that dumb song as well.

Hi!

Grandkid, right?

Let me just write down your number.

Just in case something happens.

Sure. I'll give you my sister's

number. I don't have a phone right now.

I've never seen him so happy.

He was walking around

yesterday and talking to people.

But you do know that

he hasn't got long, right?

So if you have any questions -

- or need to talk, just let

me know. I'm right here.

Thanks.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- I've got something for you.

- Okay.

I have something

for you too. You first.

- It's in the closet on the right.

- Okay.

What?

- Is this for me?

- You bet.

So you can play your gig.

It's totally awesome!

Thanks a million.

- I've got something for you too.

- Right.

Not quite as awesome as the guitar.

I've changed your song a bit.

Will you play it for me?

I took off two strings

and tuned it like a ukulele.

See? It should be

pretty straightforward.

Cool.

Okay.

You gotta live your life to the full.

Do what you want

a nd not give a damn.

'Cause suddenly you're out of time.

Did you get to do t he

things you wanted to?

But to me it's more than enough -

- when a friend helps

you out w ith the hard stuff.

To me it's more than enough -

- when a friend helps

you out w ith the hard stuff.

You must live your life to the full.

Do what you want

a nd not give a damn.

'Cause suddenly you're out of time.

Did you get to do t he

things you wanted to?

Did you get to do t he

things you wanted to?

Nice!

She'll love that. And

now you can play your gig.

- Are you ready?

- I'm ready.

Oh, I get a hug as well?

Thanks.

Grandad.

See you tomorrow.

Three, two, one,

Rock Till We Drop!

- Hi!

- Hi!

Check this out.

- Wow, that's so cool.

- What's going on?

- Honey has a new guitar.

- Bad idea. Or is it just me?

- It's cool.

- Okay, but... We haven't rehearsed it.

- We should take a vote. I say no.

- Me too. Sorry. It's too risky.

- Me too.

- You keep changing instruments.

This is stressing me

out. Let's play Medina.

No, something else. I

don't want to play Medina.

- But it's an awesome song.

- It sucks.

But we don't need a guitar for it.

- Sorry, Honey.

- We're playing Medina, Liam.

- Hey.

- I really want to play this gig.

Hi, everyone. Thank you.

This is a birthday party,

so let's sing a song.

Hello! This is one

hell of a party, eh?

- What are you doing here?

- You gave me a flyer.

Aren't you supposed to

be fixing school benches?

Yes. And I did. The

benches are super safe now.

Liam!

Be ready.

- Aren't you going up there?

- Dad!

By the way, I have a plan.

You don't need to worry about the

satchel. Everything's under control.

Ladies and gentlemen!

We're called Rock Till We Drop!

On the bass: Asma!

On the keyboards: Viggo!

On the clarinet: Ali!

And last, but not

least, our guitar player:

Honey!

This is it! Put it on.

What are you doing?

That's my daughter.

Yes!

- Hi.

- Honey?

- You're an a*s.

- Can you come in here for a sec?

- Coming! I'm sorry.

- Where were you?

- We were going to my school event.

- Stop that.

Stop filming me all

the time! I can't stand it!

Sorry.

I just had to play that gig.

- I promised Grandad.

- What grandad?

Our grandad. He's alive.

- Mom said he died.

- She lied.

I've been visiting him.

He wants to meet you too.

We'll go see him tomorrow.

- Hello?

- Hi, Mikala. Is Honey there?

- Dad?

- I'm stuck inside a "cart".

I'm freaking out. Y ou

have to come and help me.

- Where are you?

- At the "cart" depot...

Damn it, I'm at the

bus depot in Amager.

I collected your bag from

t he lost property office.

You have to come and help me.

Use the ladder to get onto the roof.

There's an open window.

My foot's broken. J ust

be careful. And hurry up!

- Dad! - My battery is dying...

Dad?

Dad?

Dad?

What?

Great work, Honey.

- What happened?

- I fell. I think I broke my foot.

- Then I hid from the security guard.

- What security guard?

Get in!

Hello?

- If he catches me, I'll go to jail.

- He won't.

What are you doing?

What?

The key's in the ignition.

The doors are is open.

- It's just like driving a car.

- I'm not doing it!

It's easy. Then do it yourself.

I can't. Not with this foot.

We'll do it together.

Turn the key. Yes!

No, close the doors!

Give it gas!

- Pedal to the metal!

- No! Take the wheel!

Keep going! Put your foot down!

No! There are cars behind me!

Well, they can just overtake!

What are you doing? Dad!

I don't know what to do!

- Keep your hands on the wheel!

- Dad, come back here!

I'm coming.

Way to go!

Not so fast!

Damn, it hurts!

It so painful!

Man, we're a great team!

Shut it!

- What's up?

- Ouch! Dammit!

Are you angry?

Okay, Miss Grumpy-pants!

Two can play at that game!

The parcel isn't in the

bag! I need my parcel!

Okay! That's your problem.

I'm so sick of your

stupid whacky tobacky!

It's important to fight

for people's rights.

No! It's not important to me!

You're not Robin Hood. You're a

dad who doesn't even have a real job.

So don't pretend that selling

weed or stealing is cool!

I love you.

I just need a dad break.

Okay. I'm sorry.

I'll see you when you've

become more... dad-like.

- Hey?

- No. I have to be somewhere.

I love you!

"A boy came by with a

guitar. Where are you?"

"I've gone to visit Grandad. Mikala."

Hey!

Hold up there.

I tried to call. I got

hold of your sister.

He passed away half an hour ago.

- What?

- Marcel, he...

Well, he died.

What are you talking about?

- I'm sorry...

- No! We had plans today!

Yes...

We were going to sing!

Honey?

Honey, sweetie. What are you

doing here? Did you bring Mikala?

I'm Sanne Madsen, Marcel Madsen's

daughter. We spoke on the phone.

I'm Thomas. I'm sorry for your loss.

We were going to sing a song for you.

What do you mean, sweetie?

I mean I'm always running around

doing things or having to be somewhere.

And this time I got here too late.

You weren't too late.

Sweetie... You can't

be late for death.

It comes when it comes...

You weren't too late.

- Go on in.

- Okay, thank you.

Hi. I just had to pee.

And I've never been with

someone who died before.

What are you doing here?

They called on the phone

and said you should come.

But I wanted to meet him too.

- So I took a taxi.

- You can't take a taxi.

- You can see she can.

- But you don't have any money.

I took it from the Thailand jar.

It doesn't matter.

Thailand doesn't matter.

You mustn't be angry...

- What?

- I filmed him.

Welcome to my video blog.

- Today, we're going to sing.

- Yes.

And the best thing in life is always -

- to be with those you love.

- Will you give your mom my love?

- You can do that yourself.

Hi, Sanne.

I'm sorry.

You can turn it off now.

Thank you.

You're the best girls in the world.

Why didn't you tell me

you were seeing him?

- You told me he was dead.

- Yes. But...

You lied to me, so I lied back.

Yeah.

Come on.

See you around.

Just a second. Hey!

This is for you.

From Marcel. He

wanted you to have it.

- Thank you.

- And then maybe we could swap?

The guitar belongs

to one of the residents.

Typical Marcel.

Sorry about that. I'll

speak to you soon.

- Are you going to work?

- No, no.

I just need to find someone

to cover for me. Bye.

"Ha, ha, fooled you! Rock

Till You Drop! Grandad."

Rock Till We Drop. Grandad.

Here it comes!

- Driving a car.

- Taxi driver?

- Close.

- You almost guessed right!

A sailboat? A motorboat?

Seriously, come on!

Yellow soda pop. Yellow top...

- And soda pop...

- No, no!

- A bus.

- Yes!

Hi, and welcome to my video.

Today, we have a surprise.

Honey, are you ready?

Okay, I'll just keep

filming, while we wait.

- Hello? - Hi! Are you coming?

- Did he see you? - No.

My little sister is amazing.

- Great! - Hurry up!

- Hi!

- Hi. What's up?

- This is my sister Mikala.

- Hi, handsome.

- Are you ready?

- Yes. Almost.

- Are you?

- Yes.

- I'll get going.

- Just a second.

Oliver, would you like to dance?

Sure, I'd love to.

Hi. Why haven't

you been to school?

My grandad died.

- The rock star?

- No, the real one.

I'm done lying. Honestly.

- Are you okay?

- Yes. I think so.

And I managed to get

out of a trip to Thailand.

- Is that a good thing?

- Yes. I got this instead.

What? What is it

with you and guitars?

It's really cool.

Close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

- Why?

- Just close your eyes! Come on.

What's going on?

- Can I open them now?

- No. Not until I tell you.

When can I open my eyes?

Give me a second.

Shut it out, l et the

dark thoughts fly away.

All the change I

can't fight. S hut it out.

Shut them out, a ll of

the world's expectations.

There's just your

own path. K eep going.

We can reach -

- all the way up to the stars.

We're together, we're

friends. W e're one.

You understand e ven

my innermost feelings.

You keep me believing,

y ou understand.

I look into your eyes, n o room

for more lies, we're honest.

Hey, Honey! We're dreaming

t o the rhythm of our heartbeats.

Hey, Honey! We've got

s omething special, I can feel it.

You and me, you

and me, y ou and me -

- stronger together.

Hey, Honey! Y ou and

me against the world.

I look into your eyes, n o room

for more lies, we're honest.

Hey, Honey! We're dreaming

t o the rhythm of our heartbeats.

Hey, Honey! W e've

something special, I can feel it.

You and me, you

and me, y ou and me -

- stronger together.

Hey, Honey! Y ou and

me against the world.

Oops!

Hi, and welcome to my video blog.

I want to show you Honey's dad.

He works at the supermarket.

Hi! Look!

Turn it off, sweetie.

Mikala, turn it off now.

Come on. T urn it off.