Cryptid (2020–…): Season 1, Episode 3 - Chapter 3 - full transcript
You have one new message.
Hey, can't you come to the change
room instead of gym class?
It'll be way more fun, I promise.
What the hell are you doing?
What are you doing
with Sebastian's photo?
I just wanted to make it look nice.
What the hell is happening?
I just want him to come back.
I don't even know why he died.
I heard he got beat up yesterday...
- Hey.
- Hey.
- How are you?
- About this good.
- Was it that hard?
- It looks worse than it is.
- Does it hurt?
- It hurts a bit when you touch it.
- Hey!
- Hey.
Who did that?
- I fell off my board yesterday.
- You haven't since you were 12.
No. It was a bit of a throwback.
But it's okay. It doesn't hurt.
It's true.
Thanks. I didn't ask you.
- I have to go, but...
- Yep.
- Seriously, what happened?
- I fell.
Is that weird?
You know what?
You don't have to tell me.
- Yeah? What is it?
- Can I come in?
Yeah, come in.
You can at least message,
so I know everything's okay.
Everything's okay.
What's this?
Wow, huh?
You should... show this at school.
I could talk to our art teacher.
He'd think it's a great idea.
To think I have
such a gifted daughter. Huh?
I don't know.
I've never held a lecture before.
Especially not with my own things.
Yeah, but, these are fantastic!
- Hi.
- Hey.
It's so messed up.
It's like nothing happened.
Look, they don't care.
- What are you listening to?
- Here.
This is good.
Hey, seriously, what happened?
I fell. I already told you.
That's fucking bullshit.
But sure, be like that. Fine.
Stop it.
- Hey!
- Hey.
- Hey. Have you written some music?
- No.
- No, not really.
- The usual then?
- What are you doing?
- Free period.
- Hello?
- Yeah, what is it?
You just disappeared.
I have to go.
But see you later, yeah? Bye.
Bye.
What the hell was that?
No idea.
- He was beat up yesterday.
- What? By who?
Take a guess.
- Thanks for coming.
- When the principal calls...
- Lisa, my daughter.
- Lisa Svart.
- Of course I know who you are.
- Hey.
I'm Aron, I'm the art teacher here.
- Nice to meet you.
- Svart?
It's my artist name.
Yes, and a very fitting one.
Your art is eye opening, truly.
- Thank you.
- Great!
Then Lisa can hold a lecture
for your class.
- I'd love that!
- But I've never held a lecture.
It's fine. I'm not worried.
Your art will do the job.
- Good! You two can figure it out.
- Absolutely.
- Good!
- Great.
Lisa... Svart.
Mm. Don't be afraid of the dark, Dad.
Nicke?
Nicke Picke!
Is this where you're hiding?
I never understood what Sebastian
saw in you, you fucking loser!
He said you were friends
when you were younger.
But you didn't know Sebastian.
Do you know that?
I know why you did it.
You wanted him to die.
Because he fucked your girlfriend.
Because you got jealous.
But there's not a single room in this
school where he hasn't fucked Ester.
You're nothing.
- Where are you going?
- I thought I'd head home. You?
I've got practice.
I'd love to hear what you sound like.
You should come along then.
Are you sure?
Shouldn't you ask the others first?
Of course.
It's my band too, isn't it?
- Okay, if it's alright.
- Yeah, come on.
- Hey!
- What the hell is she doing here?
She wanted to hear our songs.
- So we were waiting for you.
- Well I'm here.
What the hell is the problem?
- I can't play if she's here.
- Okay.
That's a shame, since we're playing
for a hundred people next week.
If you think it's hard playing
for one person.
Sure, I can play if you don't fuck up
with some fucking drum solo.
No.
Okay... Are we ready?
- Mm.
- Okay. One, two, three, four.
Dad?
Yeah, in here!
- Isn't Niklas home?
- No, he's got band practice.
I saw the posters. Nice band name.
It's provocative, at least.
I remember when Mum painted this.
Hey?
I'm glad you're here.
That we're here together again.
I miss her so fucking much.
We do.
We miss her. We all do.
She... She's here, I...
I carry her with me,
I just want to...
I just want to know if I could have
done something.
Mum was sick.
It was her own decision. But...
maybe if I'd just seen, or...
- if I'd...
- It wasn't your fault, Dad.
- Ester really doesn't like me.
- She doesn't like anyone.
That's kind of her thing.
But... she likes you.
I'm going that way,
but see you tomorrow.
Yep. Amina?
You were cool back there, with Ester.
It's fine. See you tomorrow.
Cheers to our new guest lecturer!
I'm starting to regret saying yes.
You look like you've got
a lot on your mind.
No, I'm just having a hard time
acclimatising.
- Ah, city girl?
- Something like that.
Are you from here,
or did you move here?
I'm from here, originally.
But there weren't many options
after art school, so...
So I came back, took this
opening at the school, and...
Yeah, you know.
Odensfors isn't exactly Paris.
Lisa, are you okay?
I just need...
I just need some fresh air.
- Why meet here?
- Come and sit down.
Remember when we got together?
- It was here that we...
- We were up there.
I've still got pine needles
in my underwear.
Didn't I get them all?
What are we really doing here?
I don't know what the hell
my problem is.
I'm just constantly taking everything
out on you and Mum and...
People treat worst
those they like most.
What the hell was that?
Was it an animal?
I've heard it before.
Come on, let's go.
This doesn't feel right.
Hey, can't you come to the change
room instead of gym class?
It'll be way more fun, I promise.
What the hell are you doing?
What are you doing
with Sebastian's photo?
I just wanted to make it look nice.
What the hell is happening?
I just want him to come back.
I don't even know why he died.
I heard he got beat up yesterday...
- Hey.
- Hey.
- How are you?
- About this good.
- Was it that hard?
- It looks worse than it is.
- Does it hurt?
- It hurts a bit when you touch it.
- Hey!
- Hey.
Who did that?
- I fell off my board yesterday.
- You haven't since you were 12.
No. It was a bit of a throwback.
But it's okay. It doesn't hurt.
It's true.
Thanks. I didn't ask you.
- I have to go, but...
- Yep.
- Seriously, what happened?
- I fell.
Is that weird?
You know what?
You don't have to tell me.
- Yeah? What is it?
- Can I come in?
Yeah, come in.
You can at least message,
so I know everything's okay.
Everything's okay.
What's this?
Wow, huh?
You should... show this at school.
I could talk to our art teacher.
He'd think it's a great idea.
To think I have
such a gifted daughter. Huh?
I don't know.
I've never held a lecture before.
Especially not with my own things.
Yeah, but, these are fantastic!
- Hi.
- Hey.
It's so messed up.
It's like nothing happened.
Look, they don't care.
- What are you listening to?
- Here.
This is good.
Hey, seriously, what happened?
I fell. I already told you.
That's fucking bullshit.
But sure, be like that. Fine.
Stop it.
- Hey!
- Hey.
- Hey. Have you written some music?
- No.
- No, not really.
- The usual then?
- What are you doing?
- Free period.
- Hello?
- Yeah, what is it?
You just disappeared.
I have to go.
But see you later, yeah? Bye.
Bye.
What the hell was that?
No idea.
- He was beat up yesterday.
- What? By who?
Take a guess.
- Thanks for coming.
- When the principal calls...
- Lisa, my daughter.
- Lisa Svart.
- Of course I know who you are.
- Hey.
I'm Aron, I'm the art teacher here.
- Nice to meet you.
- Svart?
It's my artist name.
Yes, and a very fitting one.
Your art is eye opening, truly.
- Thank you.
- Great!
Then Lisa can hold a lecture
for your class.
- I'd love that!
- But I've never held a lecture.
It's fine. I'm not worried.
Your art will do the job.
- Good! You two can figure it out.
- Absolutely.
- Good!
- Great.
Lisa... Svart.
Mm. Don't be afraid of the dark, Dad.
Nicke?
Nicke Picke!
Is this where you're hiding?
I never understood what Sebastian
saw in you, you fucking loser!
He said you were friends
when you were younger.
But you didn't know Sebastian.
Do you know that?
I know why you did it.
You wanted him to die.
Because he fucked your girlfriend.
Because you got jealous.
But there's not a single room in this
school where he hasn't fucked Ester.
You're nothing.
- Where are you going?
- I thought I'd head home. You?
I've got practice.
I'd love to hear what you sound like.
You should come along then.
Are you sure?
Shouldn't you ask the others first?
Of course.
It's my band too, isn't it?
- Okay, if it's alright.
- Yeah, come on.
- Hey!
- What the hell is she doing here?
She wanted to hear our songs.
- So we were waiting for you.
- Well I'm here.
What the hell is the problem?
- I can't play if she's here.
- Okay.
That's a shame, since we're playing
for a hundred people next week.
If you think it's hard playing
for one person.
Sure, I can play if you don't fuck up
with some fucking drum solo.
No.
Okay... Are we ready?
- Mm.
- Okay. One, two, three, four.
Dad?
Yeah, in here!
- Isn't Niklas home?
- No, he's got band practice.
I saw the posters. Nice band name.
It's provocative, at least.
I remember when Mum painted this.
Hey?
I'm glad you're here.
That we're here together again.
I miss her so fucking much.
We do.
We miss her. We all do.
She... She's here, I...
I carry her with me,
I just want to...
I just want to know if I could have
done something.
Mum was sick.
It was her own decision. But...
maybe if I'd just seen, or...
- if I'd...
- It wasn't your fault, Dad.
- Ester really doesn't like me.
- She doesn't like anyone.
That's kind of her thing.
But... she likes you.
I'm going that way,
but see you tomorrow.
Yep. Amina?
You were cool back there, with Ester.
It's fine. See you tomorrow.
Cheers to our new guest lecturer!
I'm starting to regret saying yes.
You look like you've got
a lot on your mind.
No, I'm just having a hard time
acclimatising.
- Ah, city girl?
- Something like that.
Are you from here,
or did you move here?
I'm from here, originally.
But there weren't many options
after art school, so...
So I came back, took this
opening at the school, and...
Yeah, you know.
Odensfors isn't exactly Paris.
Lisa, are you okay?
I just need...
I just need some fresh air.
- Why meet here?
- Come and sit down.
Remember when we got together?
- It was here that we...
- We were up there.
I've still got pine needles
in my underwear.
Didn't I get them all?
What are we really doing here?
I don't know what the hell
my problem is.
I'm just constantly taking everything
out on you and Mum and...
People treat worst
those they like most.
What the hell was that?
Was it an animal?
I've heard it before.
Come on, let's go.
This doesn't feel right.