"THE CLASS L FE AFTER" "'M NOT GO NG TO DIE N SPITE OF YOU" "F na y, 'd like to say if any of you should need any help..." "With funerals arrangements or..." "you can ask the school..." "Where were you at the time?" "Did you pay for parking?" "Why wasn't there anything done about Joosep before...?" "Joosep was very ca m and quiet boy." "He kept... to himself." "He was very..." "into his computer..." "Right. 've read such behaviour and I mean school shootings... with a typica shooter..." "Well, in America and F nland it's found they've all suffered from a certain form of autism." "They're kind of fanatic about someth ng, like computers or..." "True." "Yet when it comes to the specific cases you named those youths were passionate about guns." " What's the difference?" "We don't have grounds for such charges against Joosep" "Joosep didn't fascinate w th guns." "What's said in papers doesn't matter." "Kaspar was new here." "Don't know what they..." "But you were their teacher." "You saw them every day!" "The pupils say teachers know exactly as much as the pupils want them to know..." "This s complete nonsense." "You should know it better than us." " So it's parents' fault?" "T's your fau t!" "Teaching a child to shoot!" "What were you thinking?" ""'Stand up to them, stand up'..." "But one has to." "A man has to stand up for himse f!" "Yeah, Margus won't be doing any nterv ews!" "The shooter left a farewell note for parents in his blog" "Leave us be!" "What about the parents of the killers?" "What's going to happen to them?" "Know it's hurting you..." "Last time you said Joosep didn't tell you anyth ng." "Did you notice anything unusual in his behaviour?" "Yeah, the teacher rang us." "Sa d someone's bullying him." "Kaspar." "Didn't she tell..." " There were those bru ses my wfe found." "She rang the school." " Did Joosep tell you who beat him?" "No." "He said the who e cass." "Said it's not Kaspar's fault." "Didn't get it, my wfe told not to bother him too much." "We know the problems worsened after Kaspar stood up for him." "Don't understand why he never said anyth ng." "Why does he have to suffer in silence?" "Mr Rääk." "We have to talk about your weapons." "Where did you keep the gun cabinet key?" " In a drawer" "Was it locked?" "No." " So anyone could've had access to the key?" "Joosep was smart, he was never into guns, always have to lure him to go to the shoot ng range with me." "Yes or no?" "Was the key accessib e to anyone?" "Yeah." "Probably a criminal proceeding will be nitiated against you, since your weapons are used in committing a crime." "The gun permit will be revoked, if found guilty." "You cou d face a fine or up to three years in prison." "S this understandab e?" "About the etter he left..." "My wife and I read in the paper there was a etter in a blog" "'ll pr nt it out for you." "What else happened there?" " Nothing... don't know." "It doesn't fee right." " What?" "That Rääk gave a piece to his kid and taught him to shoot." "Well?" " And now he keeps on living like an honest man." "Listen." "Think about it." "His son is also a victim, get t?" "Say he'll def nitely get someth ng for those guns." "Know what he's going to get for those guns?" " What?" "He'll be brandished tw ce with a finger and that's t w kill the bastard!" "Then you'd be on a same leve with this shithead." "Don't you care at all about your son's death?" "You mind what you're saying now!" " And what s it that I'm saying?" " Crap..." "Easy-easy!" " Why easy?" "Why do I have to be calm?" "What did my daughter do to that bastard?" "What did my Riina do to that lout?" "Now she's dead and it all ends with th s guy understanding what he has done 'm go ng to do h m n if all e se fails." "Fuck it!" "Where did you keep your guns?" "How many guns did you have?" " Three." "There's two here The th rd...?" "T was a sawed-off shot gun, you know about it." "Liina, where are you going?" "Where are you going?" "Did you know that after the permit has been revoked you're not allowed to own any ammunit on or gun parts?" "At least tell me when will you get back?" "Listen." "C tizen, we're not done yet You can sort it out later." "A Murder at School 10th graders killed four classmates" "Are weapons allowed at school?" "A murder and a suicide" "Did the school shooters have a homosexual relationship?" "School shooting now also Estonia's problem" "Attention." "Nõmme 1-2." "Nõmme 1-2 is head ng out to Sõpruse Blvd 342 and there's smoke ins de the sta rwell..." "Margus." "Wait, my condo ences." " What, now?" "!" "'ve got to let you go for a while." " What?" "Considering what's happened..." "... you're firing me?" "Emotional state and a such things." " There's noth ng wrong w th me" "don't want to sit at home." "My finances run very low." "You st have two weeks leave, we'll sort out the finance bit." "He o." "My condolences." "To Joosep's memory" "What happened?" "Don't even know." "Bully ng at school..." "Teachers know nothing..." "We are told noth ng... guess he came up with h s own so ution." "When we were kids, worse than that happened." "Remember Platon?" "But taking someone's fe..." "Life is precous." "He was young." "Less tolerance for pain." "But there's a ways something on the other s de." "Yeah." "He just d dn't know it." "Liina, there's more of us..." "There's five of us." "Why don't you sit?" "'ll handle t" "shouldn't have left home." " It's better for you here" "never have to set the tab e for three again." "F you could tell me one reason why I should keep on ving..." "How could I not see what was going on with my child?" "Who is it?" "Mr Rääk?" "Forgive me, 'm Joosep's class teacher La ne." "And from crisis counse ng..." " Yeah We?" "May we speak to you?" " I have to go to work." "Mr Rääk We could come some other time f it suits better." "S your wife home?" " No, she's at her sister's." "Don't know when she's coming." "'ve got her mob e number." "'ll eave my business card stick t here for you." "He o?" "T's for you, Liina." "Yeah?" "Do you know what time it is?" "When are you coming home?" " I'm staying here" "So when are you com ng?" " I don't know" "What s it with th s croaking, have you been drink ng?" " No." "I haven't." "What's the matter with you?" "Te me what do I have to do to get you come back home?" "You don't have to do anything" " Tell me, p ease. 'll do it." "Right now." "Don't yell like that, you're drunk." "Cou d tell it from the vo ce." "Te me what do I need to do?" "W do it right now just don't want to see you." "Are you leaving me now?" "D'you hear me?" "Are you leaving me?" "Don't know." ""' don't know?"' I got it." "Bye, Adieu, messieur!" "Still can't believe it." "Can't understand..." "Does your husband have anyone, someone he could talk to?" "Don't know." " Yesterday, when we went to see him, he wouldn't let us in." "Didn't even open the door really don't want to see h m right now." "What f he is there by himse f?" "What do you reckon, is he capable of harming himself?" "Margus?" "No, I wouldn't th nk so." "He doesn't even know he's done anything wrong." "Take care then." " Thanks." "Bye." "If there's anything please ca." " Yes." "Thank you!" "Who is it?" " It's me." "You're coming home with me." " No, 'm not" "Put the coat on." "F there's any stuff you'd want to take along?" "Are you listening, put it on" " I told you I won't come" "Have you gone comp etely mad?" " What are you doing here, eh?" "T's none of your business, is it?" "'m not going anywhere" " Come on." "Be a man, leave her alone." "Your wife's suffered enough." " Who are you to give advice here?" "Just look at how you manage with your own husband!" "Margus." "Leave!" "Won't come anywhere." "Let her go, say, you bloody id ot!" " You shut up there 'm completely bare." "She won't come back to you because you're such an id ot!" "Have you gone nuts, bloody Margus, let go!" "Do you understand that she doesn't want to see you?" "At least tell me what do I have to do!" "Just tell me and'll do it." " P ease, get ost!" " Enough!" "T's awful to be alone at home" "But love you." "You say it only when you need someth ng." "But it's true Liina, please come home." "You have to call your relatives." "Don't know where to look for them." "Bes des." "I don't fee up to..." " What relatives?" "For the funeral..." "And get a spruce wreath." "As well." "So you're not com ng then?" "Who is it?" " Ingmar." "He o." " Come n." "You a one?" " Yes." "Where's your mom and dad then?" "Dad is giv ng a lecture for some Euro-dudes." "Somewhere far...?" " In Tart..." "Can I get you anything?" "Beer?" " No, 'm not a big beer fan." "Do you know when the funera is?" " Saturday at one o'clock" "s t okay if I stayed until Sunday then?" " Yeah." "I mean we've got room..." "Are you at home?" "Have you been wearing the same clothes all week?" "Jesus!" "Already thought..." "My condolences." "Are you going to stay home now?" "Just came to get something." "Mare's waiting in the car." "Liina, please stay." "Just can't be in here" " I know." "Have you got any money?" "What money?" " For the funeral." "'ve got to check from the cash mach ne." "There's certa nly some..." "Do you need a hand?" "What hand?" " With tidying?" "Like c eaning up, put some of Joosep's stuff away so it' be easier for L na." "F you want her to come back?" "Come on then." "And change that shirt, man!" "What's wrong with that sh rt?" " It's toxic." "T's the smell of a true man!" "T has to be!" "Drums beat and trumpets shout, so diers come march ng now..." "The march echoes over the land, everyone stops and stands..." "You know th s song?" " No, haven't heard it." "Asoldier has no wea th, money, he's not a rose nor a y." "He's as strong as can be." "All the g rls melt before him" "Ever thought about joining the Terrtorial Army?" " Not really my thing 'm not sure." "A man has to..." "Joosep, will you hand me those mugs over there?" "Murderer..." "What was that?" "She was one of the mothers." "Anders's mother..." "He o." "Don't take it off" " What?" "Don't worry!" "'m not sure." "What." "Two?" "Come on, two's a bit much for this." " Come on!" " Let it be!" "You'll need it." " No, won't take it." "What's going on in here?" "What have you done, Margus?" "!" "Where's a Joosep's stuff?" "Put away..." " Have you gone mad?" "!" "What?" "C eaned t up for you!" "You said you couldn't be n here, where ever you look..." "But your disgusting trophies are all still on the wall?" "You want to erase him from life!" " It's not true." "What did you do with h s stuff?" "Throw out?" "Of course not." "T's in the closet, in bags." "Get out of my way." "Leave them now He p me find Joosep's su t..." "Rubb sh bags..." "This one?" " Get out of the way." "Please, L na." "Stay" " Get out of the way." "Seriously." "Listen Please stay" " I said, get out of the way" "Please stay, g ve me another chance." "'m trying!" "S everything alright?" " Go to your room." "Get out of the way" " Damn it, I'm trying, Liina!" "What, now that your son isn't here you're gonna beat me up?" "Go and h t me!" "'m sorry." "Liina" "How can you be so stupid?" "How can you not understand that noth ng will be the same any more?" "May come back." "But it won't be the same any more!" "This home isn't the same!" "Wake up!" "Five kids are dead by bullets from your gun cab net!" "Liina..." "We have to go on with living, don't we?" "Do we?" "Don't know any more..." "People think I'm also a killer" " What?" "Why you?" "Damn it!" "'m gonna go and show them we never meant any harm to anyone." "How?" "With your fists?" "'m go ng to go to the k ds' funerals." "They don't want you there." "And they're right." "What... what?" "'m not a owed to et you pass." "Came to the funerals." "'m Joosep's father..." "Yes, we're not a owed to." "Please leave s there a problem?" " No, not at all." "'ll say it again, leave!" "You're not wanted here" "Get lost!" " You're abso utely unwanted here Leave!" "Don't like th s one bit." "Honestly." "Not at all." "Matters need to be sorted out" " All's clear here." "What s it that is clear here?" "Aguy comes to mock you at your own son's funerals." "Even if relat ons were crappy, let's talk th ngs stra ght" "There's nothing to talk about here." "Listen." "Man!" "Do you realise what has happened?" "Has it gotten to you what has happened?" "Wait, I'm talking to the man here." "F ve kids are dead." "Because of you!" "Does t ever come to you what has happened?" "Your kids bullied Joosep for months." "Where were you then?" "Does t mean you can go about killing children?" "Are you saying my daughter bullied your big son?" "Are you saying my little gir bullied your big son?" "Let it be." "Let him talk." "'m not going to f ght with you." "Let him ta k" " Know th s." "Five kids are dead, cool, huh?" "My daughter among them." "Let me te you so you'd comprehend!" "F ve children are dead, How do you feel about that?" "Like an diot son, exact y as h s father." "T's al because of you since you are an id ot, exactly like your son." "Do you get it?" "Does it reach you at all?" "Eat dirt, you sod!" "My son s dead as well!" "My only son!" "Your son is dead, your bloody only son is dead, you sod!" "'m sorry!" "'m so sorry!" "Thank you." "Ingmar." "You're a good boy." "'m glad you're here." "How d d my brother manage to bring up such a good son!" "Listen I've been thinking" "f you'd like you could stay here?" "Just for a while There's a spare room." "'ve got school." " But you cou d go to schoo in Tallinn." "T's a lot more exc ting here." "We could go... 've already got one dad!" "2000 kroons!" "You can't buy anything for that!" "He gave me what he had." " What a joker..." "He gave me what he had, alrght?" "!" "Where are you going?" " To get some flowers." "Wait, et's go together You can buy them at the graveyard." "No, I' get them from a shop." "Something nicer." "Margus?" " I don't know I left ear er." "He'll come." "He o." "Kerli." "From Joosep's class." "My condolences." " Thank you." "Excuse me, could we begin with?" "Margus?" "Margus." "Are you as eep?" "Thought someth ng had happened!" "Why d dn't you come to the funera?" "What time is it?" "What's going to happen now?" "What's going to happen now?" " I don't know" "came." "Came." "Ngmar?" "Come and eat now."