Unfilmed scene from the SKAM Season 3 raw script. English translation below.
THURSDAY 17 November 01:55 am
ISAK is lying in bed. It’s completely quiet, but he still can’t sleep. He turns over on his side.
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He turns to the other side.
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He kicks off the duvet
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He sits up
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He opens the door to his room. NOORA is right outside sleeping on a mattress on the floor. He tiptoes past her.
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ISAK enters the kitchen. He opens the fridge and vacantly stares inside. He’s forgotten what he was doing. He spots a litago (chocolate milk) with ISAK on it and checks the date. It expired two days ago (DATE). ISAK smells it, it smells fine. He takes a gulp, it tastes fine. He brings the litago with him and takes a seat by the kitchen table, but he doesn’t drink it, he just sits there, staring at nothing. He hears a sound and looks up. He jumps. ESKILD is at the door with a face mask and a towel wrapped around his head.
ISAK: Jeezes!
ESKILD: What are you doing up?
ISAK: You scared me
ESKILD studies ISAK for a moment and sees that he’s tired. He walks over to the kitchen counter and turns on the kettle. There’s an elephant in the room, they haven’t really talked since ESKILD explained Pride to ISAK.
ESKILD: I’ve got this Yogi tea that makes you tired, do you want some?
ISAK: Sure, thanks.
Silence falls again. ISAK takes a gulp of the litago. Perhaps it’s gone bad after all, he smells it again. ESKILD looks at ISAK.
ESKILD: Are you having problems sleeping?
ISAK lies: Nah… there was just some noise outside the window
ESKILD nods but doesn’t believe him. He takes out two cups from a cabinet and opens a pack of Yogi tea. He puts the teabags in the cups and pours boiling water over. ESKILD hands ISAK a cup and sits down. ESKILD adds two spoonfuls of sugar to his own tea and looks over at ISAK, ISAK shakes his head. It’s quiet again. They both take a sip. Large two shot of them, where they’re sitting at the table (both facing the room, not each other), ESKILD with a face mask and a towel wrapped around his head, ISAK with a tired, withdrawn face. ISAK understands that he’s got to say something. He looks at ESKILD and finds his courage.
ISAK: Hey, sorry about what I said.
ESKILD looks at ISAK
ISAK: Dissing gay pride, I didn’t mean it. Seriously.
ESKILD calmly: I know you didn’t mean it.
ISAK looks at ESKILD and nods. It’s quiet between them again. ISAK takes a sip of his tea. ESKILD tries to find an in to what he wants to say.
ESKILD: When I was in 4th grade, Olav from my class said I sounded like a girl.
ISAK looks at ESKILD
ESKILD: And I remember being so scared for what that meant. So I went home and practiced speaking like a guy. Every night, for two weeks, I sat in my room and watched Amigo and tried copying Stian Barsnes Simonsen, because he was the coolest guy I could think of. So I figured if I talked like him, then it’d be okay. I’d be good enough.
ISAK listens to ESKILD. ESKILD thinks.
ESKILD: See, I know now that what I felt for Stian Barsnes Simonsen was beyond just masculine admiration. Actually I think he starred in one of my very first wet dreams. Dreamt that he pulled me into Flygeren and blew me, do you remember Flygeren?
ISAK looks at ESKILD with a disturbed look.
ESKILD gets that he’s gone off on a tangent, so he dials it back.
ESKILD: Anyway, of course it didn’t help to try to sound like Stian Barsnes Simonsen, because then Olav started commenting that I talked in a weird way.
ESKILD looks down at his tea cup.
ESKILD: So I stopped talking altogether.
ISAK studies ESKILD with sadness. He’s always been under the impression that ESKILD was born confident but now he understands that he wasn’t. ESKILD thinks.
ESKILD: And to this day, Olav is still inside my head. But the difference is now, that every time he appears, I don’t feel like talking like a guy, I feel like talking even more like a girl. Like, just go for it, like a rebellion against Olav.
ISAK smiles a little.
ESKILD laughs: Poor Olav, he doesn’t know jack shit about this, he’s just sitting there in a crappy apartment out in Holmlia with three kids and a wife with hemorrhoids and thinks all is well and good.
ISAK surprised: Shit, he’s got three kids?
ESKILD: No no, or I don’t know, it’s just what I’m imagining.
ISAK nods.
ESKILD: The point is, that you talk like a guy, presumably always have. So I understand that it feels weird to be associated with guys who talk like girls. Or, like you said, guys who wear tights and mascara. But Pride is about normalizing what people think is weird. And the only way to do that is by showing it. Lots of it.
ESKILD looks at ISAK, ISAK nods. He gets it.
ESKILD: Not much else to do. You are what you are.
ISAK thinks about that last part. He’s always thought that you are what you do, but now he’s not so sure anymore. Maybe ESKILD is right in that what you do doesn’t really matter, because you are what you are no matter what. ESKILD finishes his tea and stands up.
ESKILD: I’m gonna go to bed. Aren’t you tired?
ISAK lies: Yeah
ESKILD puts his cup in the sink and walks towards the door, he stops in the door opening and looks at ISAK. There’s something he has to say.
ESKILD: Anything’s better than to stop talking. Like I did.
ISAK looks at ESKILD
ESKILD: And I understand if you don’t want to talk to me, but maybe there’s a social worker or a nurse or something at Nissen. You can talk to them in confidentiality, y’know.
ISAK nods. ESKILD leaves the kitchen.
ESKILD (off): G’Night, then
ISAK: Night.
ESKILD (off): Oh shit, the face mask…
ESKILD turns and speed walks past the kitchen to the bathroom. ISAK stays in his seat and thinks about what ESKILD said.
