Translation of “Føler det du føler” (Feel what you feel)
Text message from Isak’s father:
Hi. I’ve bought tickets to the Christmas concert at Sagene church next week, was thinking you and I could bring mom, it would mean a lot to her.
Even (off screen): That’s thanks for letting me use your shower.
Eskild (off screen): Did you use our shower?
Even: I’ve used your shower.
Eskild: T-the hair products aren’t mine, or like, not all of them.
Noora: No, but you can use whatever you wanna.
Even: Hey! Good morning!
Even: I made us breakfast. Oh! (brushes something off Isak’s cheek) I hope you’re hungry, ‘cause I’ve made lots of food.
Noora: Yeah, uh, should we..change to…on the..should we go and change at yoga, or.. yeah.*
Even: Oh, you’re taking yoga class?
Eskild: We’re not taking yoga class.
Noora: Yes, we are.
Eskild: Oh! That kind of yoga! Err…yep. Oh, I’d forgotten. We’re going to yoga class now. Water yoga.
Even: Water yoga?
Eskild: Yes, at Bislett pool. So, I think we just have to…
Noora: We just have to go.
Eskild: But please help yourself to cayenne pepper in the freezer, or in the cupboard, right in the middle of the fridge..So..Bye! Yes, bye-bye!
Even: Listen, I didn’t know what you liked so I just made everything. What movie?
Even: Taste this. Is it good?
Even: The secret is one spoon of sour cream.
(silence, radio playing)
Isak: When I woke up…I thought you’d left.
Even: Hey you, I was only in here making breakfast. And chatting to your friends.
Isak: Does Sonja know..where you are?
Even: Fuck Sonja. We’re not together anymore.
Isak: But last time you said it was over you made out with her two days later, right. It’s not so easy for me to just give a shit about her, Even.
Even: Well, what you need to understand is the thing about Sonja is that she’s so in control. Sometimes I feel like she knows me better than I know myself, because everything she says is true and…that’s what I’m so sick and tired of. I feel that…she can’t feel the things I feel, or think, for that matter. You know?
Isak: It’s only you who can feel what you feel.
Even: And I haven’t felt like this, ever.
Isak whispers: Me neither.
(new song starts playing on the radio)
Even: This song, or what?!
Isak: Are you kidding?
Isak: Oh my God, this is a hashtag, what the fuck..!
Isak: When you’ve found the man of your dreams and it turns out he likes Gabrielle..!
Even: Am I the man of your dreams??
Even: Or what..*looks around* are you talking about me? Am I the man of your dreams??
Isak: That what the hashtag is, you know that..!
Even: No, excuse me, you just said I was the man of your dreams!
Even: Say it again.
Even: Say it again.
Isak whispers: You’re the man of my dreams.
Isak: It’s shite..!
(Even sings along; Isak’s embarrassed)
Very roughly the lyrics of the song (sorry I guess it doesn’t make much sense in English), what Even sings along to:
Five hot ladies up in the club, we demand: Turn it right up to Heaven!
If there are five hot guys, doesn’t matter, ‘cause there’s no one else I’d rather do this with.
Maybe we’re a bit dirty, but what does it matter when it no longer is day?
Five hot ladies, standing in line, dancing alone, but we do it together.
You get me to so pumped up, and there’s nothing that can deflate me!
You get everything to burst boiling hot, there’s no one else I’d rather do this with!
Five hot ladies up in the club, we demand: Turn it right up to Heaven!…
Guys, sorry this was so late, I was asleep..But what a dream to wake up to!
(And Noora and Eskild’s utterly unintelligible, awkward exit…oh my god 😂 what they say literally makes no sense in Norwegian either…!)