Fucking Åmål (1998)

Åmål is a small insignificant town where nothing ever happens, where the latest trends are out of date when they get there. Young Elin has a bit of a bad reputation when it comes to guys, but the fact is that she has never done *it*. Another girl in her school, Agnes, is in love with her but is too shy to do anything about it. For a number of reasons, Elin ends up at Agnes' birthday party as the only guest. They have a girl's night out together but after that Elin desperately avoids Agnes, refusing to even consider her own feelings toward Agnes.

Keywords: apartment, apology, bare-butt, bathroom, bet, birthday, birthday-cake, birthday-party, birthday-present, bisexual

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[Agnes and Elin are trying to hitch to Stockholm]::Elin: What the hell are we doing? We must be out of our damned minds!::Agnes: Yes, I know.::Elin: But we are so fucking cool.

Elin: Nobody's putting anything in me. Fingers maybe...

Agnes: If this is the best you can do, don't bother. Go home, and keep your perfume. We just pretend to be friends because there's no one else to be with. You know what the most boring thing I've ever done is? When you took me to that wheelchair basketball game in Karlstad. I don't want to be friends with a palsied cripple who listens to Backstreet Boys or whatever shit you listen to.

Jessica: If she's so nice go and make out with her.::Elin: Okay, what do I get if I do?::Jessica: If you do what?::Elin: If I make out with her.::Jessica: You'll get AIDS, probably.

Elin: Is it true you're a lesbian? If you are I understand, 'cause guys are so gross. I'm also going to be one, I think.

Friend: You kissed her for 20 crowns? Was it worth it? How was it?::Elin: Wicked.

Elin: Shit, let's go to the party. I have to anyway, cause my jacket's there. We'll go and hit someone.::Agnes: No, I'm not invited.::Elin: So? We'll burn the house down.

Jessica: It's the same with Markus. Although he's getting better now, in the beginning it was just... prrffft.

Elin: You know what my nightmare is? That I'll stay in Amal. That I'll never move from here. I'll get kids, a car, a house... all of that. Then my husband will leave for someone younger and I'll be stuck with kids that just scream and nag. It's so fucking meaningless.

Elin: Okay, we'll test it. Abortion... acne... anal sex? No, I don't feel anything, no anal sex.