Parents? Deceased. Any other relatives? No. Isn't a bit young for love? . I'm already . Is there a father? Ah yes, I see. You know why you're here Radio, isn't it? Yes. The attic is a place where girls in your condition can comfortably wait for labor. Without anyone interfering. Away from the world for a while. After that, it won't have happened. You'll soon forget it. Until then, you can't go anywhere except for the attic and the workshop. People shouldn't see you here. Other than that, everything's allowed here but we're discrete about it, OK? Then you can sign here. That's it. They told me that you'd help me, Sister. Yes, of course I'll help you. That's what I'm here for. I'll be a good mom. Good? Good is not always the best. It's about the child here. We want the best for the child. Don't you? Yes. Hendrik? Hendrik, please show this girl the workshop. It fell out of the nest. It won't survive. Not without its mother. It's there, straight ahead. You can earn a bit extra with it, if you want. You get franks for a syrup and for a dress. franks is hardly worth the trouble. How far along are you? Five months. You don't show it. Anne... It's true. It doesn't show at all. Make sure it goes on smoothly. Yeah, I know... Six vests, cradle, hat. Wow, that's a lot. But you'll get there. I want to get out of here. I'm not here. I'm in Switzerland. Look at all those mountains. My parents did a great job organizing that. There's nothing to do around here. Absolutely nothing. Why nothing? Even the TV's broken. There's so much you can do. Like what? We did all sorts of things. Games, charades... Have you started yet? What a stupid game. The Virgin Mary? Jesus? I don't get it. What's that? A statue. My turn. An abortion. A little ball. A toadstool. A tortoise. A cloud. Football. Lightning. Windmill. No. Hold on... A record player. A dragon. Burn wounds. A disabled person. No! The sun? The sun. It doesn't look like the sun at all, stupid. Star. Dancer. Elvis Explosion. Diva. A dick... That guy with from Queen... Freddy Mercury! I'll be back in a sec. Can I have a smoke? Five, OK? First give me a kiss. Where is Roxanne? She forgot her shoelaces. Hey, hurry up! Radio, is that your real name? No, internet Radio. Finally! I thought your bed was on fire. No, I was just smoking. I wouldn't be able to do that. I'm not keeping it anyway. Why? It's inconvenient for me, and Luc. It's just a nuisance. I have other plans. What does yours think? Who? Your boyfriend, who else? It's complicated. Were you raped? He's married, isn't he? His name is Guy and he loves me. Silly cow. But isn't it beautiful, when you love each other forever and ever? That's not beautiful. That's retarded. What does your family think? I haven't got any family. This will be my family. Babies are a lot of work. They're smelly. They cry at night and you have to get up. Lights out and go to sleep! Give it back, it's mine. Are your hormones acting up? Again... This place is driving me crazy. Guy, Guy, my Guy... I wait... I know I must be patient. I will be patient. Read Scorpion out loud. Wait your turn, or buy one yourself! You've got plenty of money! Want me to turn it on? No, it's OK. I'll manage. You need to press 'play' here. It's OK. I'll manage. Online Radio... What is it? Do you like this? Hey, Radio Stations, turn that music down! Come on, Online Radio... What are you reading? It belongs to my Greek teacher. Pregnant by a married man. What's up with that old guy? Old men are filthy. They smell like death. That's so not true. It was very beautiful. Yeah, it always is in the beginning. That's a Bra FM book! What sex book? We were doing a play about the goddesses on Olympus. It's about sex with animals. No, that's not true... 'Dedalus, made a wooden cow that was hollow, and helped Pasiphae. Her legs fitted perfectly into the hind legs. Soon, the rutting bull came and mounted Pasiphae enthusiastically with his huge member...' 'After months, she bore a monster with the head of a bull and a human body: the Minotaur.' But Radio, that's a perfect story to play here. It's almost about Bra FM.