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Mia:
Serving non-alcoholic beer with food that smells so good. It's torture!

Uffe's mother.:
I only want what's best for you.

Mia:
Best! Is this what's best for me? Enduring this damned existance... with all the sh*t and deceit and wickedness and staying sober? How can you expect or even want a single poor bugger to put up with it without being drunk? It's inhuman. Only a sadist would demand that.

The psychiatrist:
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. [examines the large stack of patient's files] I am a psychiatrist. I have been for 27 years. I'm completely worn out. Year after year, listening to patients who aren't satisfied with their lives, who want to have fun, who want me to help them with that - it wears you out, I can tell you. My life isn't exactly a lot of fun either. People demand so much. That's the conclusion I've drawn after all these years. They demand to be happy, at the same time as they are egocentric, selfish, and ungenerous. Well, I would like to be honest. I would like to say that they are quite simply mean, most of them. Spending hour after hour in therapy, trying to make a mean person happy... There's no point. You can't do it. I've stopped doing it. These days, I just prescribe pills. The stronger, the better.

Anna:
Forgive those who only think of themselves. Forgive those who are greedy and cheap. And those who deceive and cheat or grow rich by paying miserable wages. Dear lord, forgive them. Forgive them. And Lord, forgive those who humiliate and desecrate. Forgive those who torture and kill. Forgive those who bomb and destroy cities and villages. Forgive those who are dishonest, those who lie and are false. Forgive governments who withhold the truth from the people. Dear Lord, forgive them. Forgive those who are heartless, merciless, and quick to pass judgment. Please Lord, forgive them. Forgive courts that pass sentences which are too harsh or convict the innocent. Forgive them.

The minister:
Anna... We have to close and lock up now.

Anna:
Forgive newspapers and TV channels that mislead. That distract attention from that which is important. Dear Lord, forgive them.

The minister:
There now, Anna. We have to close and lock up now.

Anna:
Dear Lord, forgive them. Forgive them.

Mia:
I'm a miserable wench, on an ugly bench!