You've got to have one of these... women really like it!
Ingvar.
Lasse.
Birger.
Roger.
- I could use some help! - Coming!
A LOVE STORY
That's my youngest boy. The oldest one has a body shop.
He's doing well. He has five employees.
And he has a son, a wiley kid. Fifteen years old.
He got a moped when he turned 15. All the kids have to have them.
But that wife of his...! She does nothing but water the flowers.
But they can afford it, so why not? You can't...
Wait until we get a Social Democratic government! Things will change then!
Let's go to the park, there's more space there.
Lasse! Lasse!
- Not too bad, thanks for asking. - I hope you're better soon.
Thank you.
- Hi, Granddad! - So, you come to visit an old man?
- Where's old dad and the others? - Over there.
Here he is!
Hello!
Turn round! I'm heading over to the bridge.
There's a pastry shop over there. Verner knows it.
Eva, honey...
Don't be sad. There, now...
Hi, Eva. Happy birthday.
Four cheers for Eva!
- Where's Roger? - Here.
- Such a nice family! - Verner has been here before.
Verner has been here before.
Hey, Lasse!
You can take that path down.
Looks like we have some entertainment!
I thought I saw a glimpse of Verner.
Hi, Lasse! Not too bad, thanks.
Hello! Thank you. We can sit down here.
- Granddad can sit there. - I'll take the corner seat.
- Isn't this nice. - And here are some flowers.
Thank you. I'll let the nurse take care of them.
- Isn't there a waitress? - No, you serve yourself here.
So, what do we want?
- I want coffee. - That sounds good!
- A ham sandwich... - I don't know if they have that.
Damn kid...! Are you trying to kill the old man?
Can I have another one?
- Do you want anything, Eva? - No, thanks.
- Do you want coffee? - Not me.
- Seven coffees. - Seven. - Shut up!
Can't you shut that dog up?
Hey! The dog there. Can't you shut it up?
It was my right elbow. I don't know why you think it was the left.
But it was my left knee I banged up when you were seven.
Pär! Ask if they have an egg and anchovy sandwich!
Pär! Salami is okay, too.
- Don't you want anything? - No thanks.
- Did they have anchovies? - No, only ham.
Here's your little cup.
And get rid of this tray.
- Annika's going to be there, too. - Yes.
Wow! What a torch!
Did you see that flame?
Do I have to climb over the table to get a sandwich?
I guess it won't be long before you're discharged, Granddad.
I'm not going to be discharged from here. Why would I?
I don't want to leave.
I don't want to leave!
This world isn't... made for me.
It's not made for lonely people.
Do you hear me?!
This world isn't made for lonely people.
Once I thought it could be... but it isn't!
I thought that life would one day be just as good for everyone-
- But that hasn't happened.
Do you hear me?
- Don't run over anyone! - Watch out, then.
Am I doing all right? More?
There are 200,000 birds in this town.
And I only know seven.
- Well then, get going! - You just have to be tough.
Cheers.
I wanted to be an airline stewardess.
The first time, they said they'd get back to me.
Then a friend of mine said, "You're too tall."
And I never heard from them.
The next year, I got ill when they were having entry examinations.
When I got better, the class was starting and it was too late.
The next year, that friend said, "You could take a guide class."
"It's almost the same thing."
So I did.
I got there, and the instructor said, "Do you speak English?"
A dark-skinned man with dark glasses.
There was a ceiling fan blowing.
"Sure," I said, "I know a little English and a little German."
I was awfully nervous.
There were a bunch of other girls there who were just as nervous.
He had us turn this way and that.
And they said they'd get back to us, but I never heard from them.
Sometimes I feel panicky because I'm not married.
When I see my old school chums with prams. I feel like...
...people are staring at me.
- Does an Annika live here? - Yes, why?
Hey! She lives here!
Clear off.
I certainly don't have such terrible aim!
I want to know more about the striker.
- Can you help with this door? - Coming.
- Strikers are good at making goals. - Aren't they all?
- Geneva-Marseille. - Marseille!
They're in the wrong place. Take that one and we'll switch.
- Frem Kobenhavn-Groningen? - Copenhagen!
- FV Furst-Wiener CK? - Draw!
- Shouldn't they hang the other way? - No, they shouldn't.
Let go... now!
They swing a little unevenly.
That's the way it goes when you waste your free time on it.
If we'd won the lottery, we wouldn't be hanging up this old crap!
Gunhild, this was your idea. What do you want this crap for?
It doesn't serve any purpose.
- And you didn't lift a finger! - I don't think they look good.
No...
Come now.
- Hi. - Hi.
- The balloon popped. - Aww...
- How are you? - Fine. You?
Okay.
- I think he's tired now. - It's almost his nap time.
- Hi. - Hi.
Roger's balloon popped coming up the stairs.
How are you?
Just fine.
- How about you? - Okay.
- Are you beating the dog? - Don't get hysterical again!
- Are you moving in? - Shut up!
- Annika, hurry up! - Come home early or I won't sleep.
- Those kids will ruin that car. - Go stop them.
- I don't care about the car. - Oh, is that so?
- Hi, Iceman. What do you drive? - A Peugeot, why?
- Worthless make. How's work? - Fine.
Wrong business.
If you want to drive a dented car, fine!
Annika! This place is a morgue...
What's that on your neck? A hickey?
- Where are you going? - The Domino.
- You like dancing? - Yeah.
- Who are you meeting there? - Lotta.
- Aren't you meeting a boy? - Yeah...
- Anyone special? - Nah.
I wanted to. I don't know why I didn't.
Everyone says that. Me too.
I was there an hour, for him. But when he came, I didn't talk to him.
And when he came toward me, I turned away.
Then he left.
Too bad.
"Fortunately, your problem isn't unusual. We all do things we regret."
"Ask yourself what you want, and do it."
"Then you'll know if you're unhappy for a reason."
- That's just the way it is. - Maybe...
Too bad you didn't talk to him.
- It just didn't happen. - Say you don't get another chance?
- What do you want me to tell her? - I want to talk to her, I just can't.
Tell him I wanted to say hi, but...
...didn't.
I don't want to admit it. It feels silly.
Why not?
I don't want to admit that I...
- I'll tell her. - No!
- You live up there? - Yes, but on the courtyard side.
- Is Pär here? - Pär! You have a visitor!
- That isn't acceptable. - What?
- Bumping people like that. - Like what?
You hit my knee. And you're making trouble.
Knock it off.
- ¿ Donde puedo comprar cigarillos? - Where can I buy cigarettes?
Annika.
In the room behind me, your mother is lying...
...destitute.
And I'm a git.
- Hi. - Hi.
- Where were you? - Out.
I don't feel quite happy.
I'm sure it'll be better when we get a new flat.
Go to bed now.
He doesn't give a shit about me...
Pär!
Pär! Wait!
Wait!
No!
Are you coming?
You'd better get ready.
Don't you see how silly you are? Idiot!
- Annika, who is it? - Pär.
Go in and sit in the living room. There's pop in the fridge.
Hello.
- Hello. - Hi.
Aren't you going to get the pop?
- What are you going to be? - I don't know.
- You haven't made up your mind? - No.
- I see you're a musician. - Yeah, guitar.
- Then you must know "Guitar Boogie." - No...
- Do you know anything Spanish? - No...
- "Come prima"? - No...
That... um...
No.
And you don't know what you want to be?
- Did you take a bath? - No, I just did my hair.
Annika...
Don't let him stay too long.
- Would you like a sandwich? - Sure.
- Cheese or sausage? - Sausage.
- Is this a good look for me? - Uh-huh.
- How 'bout this? - Uh-huh.
- How 'bout this? - Did you make these yourself?
They're good.
- Go. - One, two, three...
That's the only chord I know.
I can't do it.
Want some sherry?
- Peddling shoelaces? - Go to hell, you bastard!
- Hi. - Hi.
It's only Eva.
- Hello. - Hi.
- Did it scare you when I came? - Yeah.
- Why? - I don't know.
- Have you had fun? - Yeah.
And they're coming tonight.
- How old are you again? - Almost fourteen.
I came up because...
I don't know why I came up. I'm so lonely!
On this path I choose to roam
free and high, it leads me home
touched by the sun's eternal hand
Like a sea of mighty pines
endless ancient mountain climes
stretch before you in endless glory
Sweden
My fatherland
If only I had money!
- I'd travel somewhere. - We couldn't afford to go to Spain.
Most of you know me, but just in case:
I'm Lennart Engkvist and I'm to talk about our new marketing programme.
You see before you a product in our new "Future Line" series: the RV 77.
Future Line: The product range of the future.
When Elsa met John, she was dating a hairdresser Sven.
He was from Dalarna.
This is Erik.
- I dated him for two years. - He's pretty cute.
He's at sea now.
Dad doesn't like us talking about the past.
...one of the old hands in this company, John Hellberg.
Dad thinks we're not interested if we don't come. He gets all hurt.
Bertil Edberg.
Nisse Nilsson.
And Sven Johansson.
- And the winner is ticket number 71. - Oh, that's me!
- Where have you been? - Making a phone call.
- What train is she coming on? - The 7.30.
- What does her father do? - He's a salesman.
- Hi. How are you? - Fine.
- What are you looking at? - You've got new glasses.
Let me take your bag. It's big.
I have to phone home.
Mum wondered if you were a nice boy, whatever that means!
Is that a busy signal? Toot-toot-toot-toot?
That's an air raid signal!
The busy signal is toot... toot... toot... toot.
Hi, it's Annika. The trip was great.
Nah.
No...
- No. - Mum wants to talk to you. - To me?
Hello. Uh-huh.
No.
No, she won't. Good bye.
A little to the right.
There.
Here they come.
- Hello. - Hi.
- How was your trip? Was it crowded? - Yes.
- Coffee? - Sure.
- Shall we go fishing later? - Nah, I don't feel like it.
Park your moped and I'll take in the bag.
- Will it be a big party? - Pretty big.
This is my Dad's fishing spot.
Once he caught 18 pike here.
I'll bet he'll ask your Dad to come fish here.
- My Dad doesn't like fishing. - He doesn't?
- What does he like doing? - Hunting.
Ow!
Bedtime!
Good night.
Let's go to bed.
Are you sure you want the bottom bunk? Okay, then.
We'll get up around 7.30.
- Honey? Have you ordered crayfish? - What was that?
- Have you ordered crayfish? - Yes.
- Enough for everyone? - Yes.
- Honey? - Yes?
- Did you buy party hats? - Yes.
- Enough for everyone? - Yes.
- Honey? - Yes?
It's too bad I didn't finish the chair before they came.
- You're Annika's mother? Welcome. - My husband will be here at 10.00.
Welcome.
- Is he tired? Let's take him inside. - That would be nice.
Hi, love. Dad will be here at ten.
Hi!
- Bertil. - Eva.
- I just gave them a ride. - You will stay for some crayfish?
Yes, do!
Have you heard this one? It was the first day of school-
- And the teacher was writing down the kids' names as they came.
- "What's your name?" - "Nisse Karlsson."
- "And you?" - "Olle Karlsson."
- "And you?" - "Sven Karlsson."
- "Goodness, are you triplets?" - "Yes."
"Why is your voice so deep?"
"Mum only had two breasts, so I had to suck dad's."
Have you heard this one? A farmer and a farm hand sat in the kitchen-
- Getting ready to eat breakfast, porridge and milk.
Then... Let me see... Yeah, the farmer...
...opened the window and threw out the porridge.
The farm hand saw that and took the milk and threw it out too.
"What on earth are you doing?" says the farmer.
"I thought we were going to have a picnic."
This is very good. Did you make this salad yourself?
- Look, here comes John! - Hi!
Eva!
Hello! Have a seat and I'll heat up the food.
Yes, there's food.
- John Hellberg. - Hello.
John Hellberg.
- John Hellberg. - Verner.
Hi there, Iceman!
Hello.
John Hellberg.
- Here you are. - A little hat.
And a bib.
- Gunhild, come toast with John. - Cheers!
Cheers.
- I see you have electricity. - Yes.
- I brought up a mini fridge... - I have an ice-cold basement.
- Cheers... - Lasse. Cheers, John!
Let's try the fridge anyway. You have electricity out here.
Arne! Come drink a toast with the refrigerator salesman.
- Cheers! - John is his name.
Cheers, you car shyster!
He's being rude, this refrigerator shyster.
Cheers, John.
We'll go catch a fish later-fresh from the lake. Who needs a fridge?
Cheers, John!
Bring your old car round and I'll paint it for you.
They're supposed to be cold.
- Even in the country. - Lf you have a basement...
Who's sleeping in the tent? The ones with the jumpers?
- Wine... It's not my strong side. - It's a question of temperature.
Watch out!
As I said, there's nothing wrong with the basement. Ice cold!
But we can always give it a try.
- Is it plugged in? - Yes. Didn't it light up?
I'll turn the plug around.
- Did it light up now? - No.
Shit!
- Do you want coffee? - I was going to shoot some fireworks.
- Should I do it now? - Go ahead.
- John, did you bring a fishing reel? - Shut up!
Have you seen this before?
John.
John?
Cheers!
Bertil, cheers!
- Things are about to liven up. - Bertil, light up.
Be patient. You have to be careful. It might be damp.
- I've saved it since New Year. - Light it.
- Oh, I didn't see anything. - One more!
No, I only had one. You can't stand in there and watch!
John, did you see it?
- Elsa? - Yes.
I want to make a speech.
And if I got to make that speech-
- It would be to everyone on earth. All of humanity!
I'd say that the world consists of a whole bunch of bastards.
Do you hear me?! Bastards!
Elsa, I've wasted 45 years of my life.
- Are you cold? - No, it's nice.
And my daughter... I want her out of here-now!
You won't turn her into a country bumpkin!
She's going to be rich! Rich! Rich! Rich!
You hear me?! She's going to be rich!
She won't have to kiss other people's arses like I've had to do...
Wasting her life on a bunch of crap!
She's going to have money! Money! Money! Money!
That's all that matters in this goddamned world!
I know it! I know it! I know it!
Or else they'll walk all over you!
Crush them! Stomp on them, Annika!
Stomp on them, Annika!
Bertil! Here we are.
- Is everyone coming? - Yes.
- Hello! - Yes!
- Is everyone coming? - Yes!
Lasse! Wait!
This way.
Harald!
- There's a hat floating here. - It's not mine.
Does everyone have their hats? Who the hell's is this, then?
That John, he's such a loudmouth. A real shyster.
I think we're all a little that way. Weren't you a little hard on him?
I'll treat him to a drink later.
You don't think that's John's hat? One of those little pointy ones.
- Bertil! Where are you? - Here, out on the spit.
John!
- John! - No!
John!
This way, then. Arne!
John!
- Where have they been? - Fishing, I think.
Lasse, here's the rocket!
Subtitles: Jennifer Evans www.undertext.se