I Travel Alone

00:00:32 Jesus Christ!

00:04:50 And we... We become children.

00:08:16 You're seventeen, drink, read Bukowski, dig rock.

00:11:13 Yours, Anette.

00:14:48 Bloodthirsty crocodiles?

00:17:38 You can call me Lotte if you like.

00:20:24 When I want.

00:23:43 No. You know what? I'll make up a story for you.

00:27:18 -But are penguins birds or fish? -They're birds.

00:30:31 I wondered if you could babysit my daughter for a few hours?

00:33:48 You could've been her grandfather! You're biking around with your chick.

00:37:44 -Did you have fun? -Go to your daddy.

00:41:02 -Your job is to be invisible. -Deal.

00:46:11 -Well, shall we go inside? -Hi, my boy.

00:49:45 Tomorrow you spend real time with her, the two of you alone!

00:54:14 Come out, Lotte.

00:57:50 "I know a wondrous garden, where pretty roses burst."

01:01:13 What shall we do, Jarle?

01:04:59 She played with him all evening. She even let him borrow her crown!

01:07:59 The guy with the polyphonic novel. Polyphony, right?

01:10:12 Grete Strandvang. I've taken a dip in the Sea of Eros myself at times.

01:14:30 - and us all believe he thinks. It's greatness. For this -

01:18:01 No, I guess she doesn't, but...

01:22:14 Hush. Lotte might hear us.