Pørni (2021–…): Season 2, Episode 5 - Episode #2.5 - full transcript
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Hi. Are you enjoying the trip?
Absolutely.
I just wanted to call you.
-What's up? Is it Dad?
- No, he's fine.
But I've made an executive decision.
We're going to call it quits.
Why? Is he okay?
Yeah, he's fine,
but he started seeing goblins.
He was a little dehydrated
and delirious.
-He's gotten water now.
-What, goblins?
Yeah, tiny goblins.
It's easy to get delusions
when you don't eat carbs.
Okay. Where are you now?
We're at Kl?fta.
The train leaves in two hours.
I can pick you up.
I'm not working today.
I just have
to fix a couple of things.
- That's great.
-Bye.
-Hi there.
-Hi.
Thanks for answering my messages.
Want to come in?
No, that's fine.
I've been thinking, and I think
you should break up with Hanna.
As soon as possible.
Preferably today.
Why?
I don't want a conflict with you,
but Hanna is an adult.
She's 20.
Yeah, she lives with her mom
and washes all her clothes at 60?C
and spends all her money on Roblox
and shampoo, so she's an adult.
If I'm allowed to say
something about this,
I think this is something
that's none of your business.
-No, it's none of my business.
-Right?
By the way, I saw
your building permit applications.
Funnily enough, I know
your case worker, H?kon Reinsfeldt.
We're both health
and safety representatives.
Are you threatening me
with your contacts?
No, I'm just making small talk.
I helped his daughter get into youth
psychiatry, so he's fond of me.
-Do you think I'm gross?
-No.
I don't use that kind
of characterization.
But if you get
the application approved,
you can increase the value
of the house by two, three million.
That would be nice for you.
SUCK IT UP
You just mentioned
that you know his case worker?
That's not illegal.
That's not quite the way I said it.
If he reports you for threats,
that's the way you said it. Right?
-See you at choir practice?
-Sorry, I can't make it.
I have to go to Finn's damn
book party for Sigrid's sake.
I thought the book
wasn't launching for a while?
Yes, but the publisher
wants to celebrate him
because he's turning 50 soon.
He's invited lots of people.
I can't talk about it now.
Hanna's coming.
I'll be alone
in the contralto line again.
Astrid went with the gastric surgeon
to the conference in Helsinki.
That's really romantic.
Okay, talk to you later. Bye.
Okay. Breathe with your stomach.
Talk later.
-Hanna? I can drive you to work.
-No, I have plans with Jan.
Okay.
-Stay there.
-Yeah.
-Hi.
-Here we are.
-It's good that you called.
-Yes. No shame in turning back.
It's a little shameful,
but this has nothing to do with age.
I misjudged my calorie intake.
-Maybe you should drop the keto diet?
-Yeah.
Our family needs carbohydrates.
Pyknics can't deal
with low blood sugar.
By the way, you're all invited
to steak and B?arnaise
at Stephen's place tonight.
That's nice, but we can't.
We're going to Finn's book party.
-Fucking hell.
-What is it?
I'M WATCHING YOU!!
Remember the lady at Leo's
confirmation? The one with the cat?
Isn't that really creepy?
A little. Sorry, it's Hanna.
-Hi, Hanna!
-Can you come get me at work?
-I'm having a breakdown.
-Yeah. Okay.
I just have to drive Grandpa home
to Stephen's. Give me an hour. Bye.
-We had a lot of fun.
-Yeah?
We made a fire every night,
and he caught nine trouts one night.
Really?
-But it's far to walk to Trondheim.
-Far to walk? Of course it is.
If you're going there,
you should take the train.
Yeah, or a plane.
I just don't get it. I don't get it.
Hanna, I can't hear
what you're saying.
Everything's been great,
and now he's suddenly ice cold
and says it's over.
By text message.
He wouldn't even let me in.
He was home, but he just texted me.
I had to go to work, and he said
we couldn't see each other anymore,
in a text message!
That's awful, honey.
I feel that I've lost my spark.
And that's sort of my thing.
That I have the spark of life.
The principal said so
when I graduated,
even though I flunked drama class.
Honey, you haven't lost your spark.
You're heartbroken,
and that's terrible,
but it will pass. It just takes time.
I just don't understand
what I did wrong.
You haven't done anything wrong.
You nastify my love life
in your mind.
It's not like he's Trond Giske.
He wasn't in a position of power,
like a teacher/student thing.
Maybe a little bit.
He's your Spanish teacher.
I'll never get a boyfriend!
Of course you'll get
a boyfriend, honey.
You're so lovely,
both inside and outside.
Everyone's in love with you.
Tellef has always loved you.
-No, Tellef is gay!
-Oh, honey...
Of course you are.
You're hurting. Oh dear.
I thought this ended
after the cat in the garage.
No, it's been
a steady stream of threats.
I'LL DROP DAD'S BOOK PARTY.
I CAN'T STOP CRYING.
That's fine, but when she's
taking pictures outside my home,
that makes me scared.
I've told you since the first time
you got feces in the mail
that you should report this.
I know, but I don't think shit
in the mail is such a big deal.
I just want to have a dialogue.
I have so much confidence in you
that I let you train new employees.
Are you telling them
to ignore threats and harassment?
No. No, no.
I don't mean to yell at you,
but I'm worried about you.
How are you doing now?
That's what I should be asking.
I'm doing fine.
How are you doing?
Did you and Ragnhild sort things out?
No...
I thought she'd come home
after staying with a girlfriend
for three months.
But this weekend, she told me that...
they're more than just friends.
I see.
Oh no.
Oh dear.
-I'm so sorry.
-I don't know what to do.
It's fine. I'm fine.
Your first novel,
Men Without Hair,
was a tremendous success.
It became a marker
for an entire generation,
like Na?ve. Super. by Erlend Loe.
But that's a while ago.
What happened?
I've published
several books after that.
I haven't achieved the same thing
I did with my debut,
but what happened? Well...
Life.
Life happened.
I had children.
I was in a bad place.
But now, with Father Falls , I've been
in a totally different place.
It's been like automatic writing.
I've had a tremendous energy.
Both Vigdis Hjorth, Geir Gulliksen,
Sandra Lilleb?
and of course Knausg?rd
have written close relations
into their novels
and been criticized for it.
How do you defend this device?
This is my story.
This is my story, and I own it.
Very wise words.
Thank you for the chat.
We look forward to Father Falls.
A big round of applause for Finn ?ye.
Bravo!
You've read the book?
-You've read the book?
-No, but it's on my list.
I've read it.
But only the first chapter.
I didn't get it.
Why is he on an island
named Biskops-Arn? writing poems?
That's where we met.
I was his teacher.
But I was married,
and your mother was pregnant
with Hanna,
so it was a bit difficult.
I didn't catch that.
She just said that it was
a bit difficult when they met.
-This is a novel, you know.
-It feels very real.
I have to pee.
Maybe you shouldn't say
that you were together
when I was pregnant with Hanna.
The girls don't know that.
But it's in the book,
beautifully described.
Okay.
Hi.
-Was it good?
-Yes, it was lovely.
Very nice discussion.
That journalist is good.
Yes. I'm so happy. So relieved.
Did you write
that you two were together
when I was pregnant with Hanna?
Yes. Everything is in there.
It feels great.
Hanna doesn't know that.
No, but she'll know it
when she's read the book.
Did you write
that she was an accident?
No. That's just between the lines.
Haven't you read it?
-Hey, how are you feeling?
-I need to rest.
You need to rest? That's fine.
Come here. Come on.
There.
I have to say that it's
really inconsiderate of you
to write in a book something I've
tried to protect the kids against.
Maybe you're overprotective.
They need to be hardened.
I'll walk by myself.
I don't want to get too tired.
-Let me help you.
-Thank you.
-So she can walk?
-Yeah, isn't it great?
The other day,
she walked 127 steps.
I wish you had told me
you were writing about reality.
The girls shouldn't have to read
things like that in a novel.
I asked you to read it.
I have read enough books
by Finn ?ye.
It's nice to see the two
of you together. Group hug!
-Would you like a soda, Sigrid?
-Yeah.
-Okay.
-I haven't read that far.
I've just been sleeping.
Mom, are you coming?
Dinner is served.
Don't read it yet.
I want to talk to you first.
Just watch Bridget Jones
or something. Bye.
-We're going home to Hanna.
-No.
I've written a speech for Dad.
Come on.
No.
But...
I have followed your authorship
since your smash debut
and through
some difficult years after that,
and it's a real pleasure to publish
Father Falls in a few weeks.
I think this book will become
really important to many people
and a contrast to #MeToo.
It's a story that needs to be told.
When I drove you to rehab in 2014,
we didn't laugh a whole lot.
But...
I'm really fucking proud
of how you managed it.
Just as proud as I am
to be your publisher.
We have to thank Iben, Finn's most
important supporter and muse.
I would also like
to thank you, Pernille,
and your sister, Anne.
Cheers.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
What was that? Why...?
What was that?
Why did he talk about Anne?
What was that about?
It was the weekend at the cabin.
When the girls and I visited Anne
and Leo at the cabin.
Did you write
about that trip in your book?
Yes, I did.
I know her version was different,
but in this book,
I'm the one telling my story.
Dear all, Finn's youngest daughter,
Sigrid, would like to say some words.
Give her a big hand.
Congratulations on your book, Dad.
That's the worst fucking thing
you've ever done to me.
Send Sigrid home in a taxi after.
I can't believe you would drag
Anne down into your shit!
It's great that you're in Oslo
and can spend time with us,
and that you and Mom are talking.
I'm so proud of you.
I know you spent
many years on this book.
Hi. Sorry for calling you this late,
but I need some urgent legal aid.
Could you meet me in the garage?
No one knew about this.
Not even Dad.
Anne and Charlie knew,
of course, but damn it...
To write about the nastiest thing
imaginable in a book?
I mean...
I work in Amnesty,
and libel isn't my specialty, but...
But I have to say
that nobody ever improves
their co-parenting
by taking things to court.
And leaving the legal aspects aside,
you shouldn't take any action when
you're as emotional as you are now.
I just want to string him up
by the balls and let him hang.
Sorry for pulling you into this.
No, this got me out
of listening to recorder practice,
so it's a win-win.
Yes.
Just read that book.
You have to know
exactly what you're dealing with.
-Okay.
-Yes. I'll call you.
Fucking asshole.
Damn bastard.
Having a child you don't want
with a woman you didn't choose.
And then, suddenly, an encounter.
An island.
As easy and light as could be.
An older woman with a deep beauty.
Now, Father is falling.
He is falling as far
as a man can fall.
These life-deciding moments...
Do we know when they happen,
before it is too late?
Hi Nadina. Finn and I need
an emergency session. Tomorrow.
The weekend with the sister
in the mountains.
Passing through Peer Gynt's kingdom,
into Western Norway.
That weekend changed things.
Made everything different.
Shook the world.
All the children sleeping.
The autumn light over the mountains.
And the sister...
opened herself to me.
Made herself vulnerable.
And so, Father fell.
He fell.
Fell, fell, fell.
-It became impossible...
-That's enough.
Yes.
This was a long time ago.
Sigrid was very young.
But I asked P?rni to read the book
and give me feedback
if she had issues with it.
I wanted her to look at this thing
with Anne, and she didn't.
But it's also important for me
to own my own story.
What the fuck does that mean?
What does it mean
to own your own story?
It's interesting that you didn't read
the sample copy you got from Finn.
-Why didn't you do that?
-Yes, why not?
-I said you were in the book.
-I'm in all your books.
As a pissed-off pregnant woman
or a scorned ex.
Always a cunt,
but never recognizable.
This is different.
It's surprising that you're so angry.
You didn't mention
that Anne was in it.
Anne doesn't own her story.
Anne is dead.
She doesn't exist anymore.
And that cabin trip...
You were so drunk that you tried
to grope my sister
and lay down in her bed naked.
You don't own that story.
It's very interesting that you can
remember something so differently.
Try to take a step to the side.
Try to describe
what it does to you emotionally
when he has used
this thing with Anne in his book.
It pisses me off.
And it makes me sad,
of course, but most of all...
I'm ashamed.
Shame. That's very interesting.
I was so ashamed of you
when we were together,
for things you said
and things you did.
I tried to downplay
your drinking to the girls,
and later, I have really tried
to present you as...
a cool guy.
I wanted them to think you're cool.
But now it's like
it was all just a waste of time
when you expose the lowest parts
of my life in a book.
And Anne is mine.
She was my best friend.
And you...
sit here and jazz
about owning your own story,
but it's in a book
that everyone can read.
The kids and Leo can read it anytime.
And I'm left sitting here, and...
And I'm ashamed.
And what I'm most ashamed of is
that I could ever
have children with you.
Why do you think I drank?
I could feel your contempt.
You couldn't look at me
with kindness
after you knew about me and Iben.
So yes, I drank.
I lived with your contempt for years.
And I was ashamed too.
I was ashamed of myself.
I was ashamed of staying with you.
I was ashamed of staying with you
for the sake of the kids.
-Finn, can you talk more about...
-No, he's not getting the last word!
You can fucking burn in hell!
Father can drop dead for all I care.
You've reached Anne.
Please send an SMS
and don't leave a message,
because I won't listen to it anyway.
I'll call back...
From Torunn Stalker: Your daughter
is great at table tennis. Lovely.
That's fucking it!
Hi, Torunn.
We're going to have a chat.
-No...
-Yes.
I have to report you
when you do things like this.
I haven't seen Tim in over a year.
His 11th birthday.
Yeah, it's rough. I get it.
But you have to go
to the right authorities.
You can file a complaint, and it's
fine that you call me to yell at me
and send me shit in the mail,
but stay away from my kids.
I won't have it.
You know what?
I was supposed to get
a two-hour visit before Christmas.
But I was so scared.
So I partied the day before
and wasn't in the best shape.
So they didn't let me see Tim.
-Can you drop the report?
-I can't promise you that.
I'm not in a good place
in my life myself,
and I'd do anything
to protect my kids.
So if you go near them,
I don't care that I have a job
in the local government.
You'll just have to take
what's coming to you.
Sorry.
Would you like some coffee?
It feels like such a waste.
I've spent years trying to get
the girls to think he's a cool guy.
Now I just want
to go home and tell them
what an asshole their dad is,
in detail.
You mustn't do that.
You can't rock the boat.
He's such a fucking coward,
hiding behind his publisher.
You have to think this through.
Don't go home and talk shit
about Finn to the girls.
You have to do
what you've always done.
You have to put Hanna
and Sigrid first.
Okay?
I have to go
and defend the contralto line.
Call me if you need anything. Okay?
Thanks.
Hi.
Has something happened?
You look crazy.
No, nothing's happened.
Are you letting Sigrid sleep here?
Is it Christmas Eve?
I don't want to be alone,
and she's better than nothing.
We watched Midsommar ,
that Swedish horror movie.
-That's nice.
-Yeah. Siggen fell asleep.
Mom, thoughts keep
running through my head.
You have to sleep.
That's what helps against heartbreak.
-Have you read all of Dad's book?
-Yes.
But just three chapters.
It was too pretentious. Sorry.
Did it make you sad?
That he calls me an accident?
One that prevented him
from being with his true love?
Just so you know,
you weren't an accident for me.
I really wanted you.
Yeah, Mom.
Nina Karin Monsen is
the only one who thinks
that all children should be conceived
in a hetero-normative marriage
where the man and woman love
each other till death do them part.
Everyone knows that children
are conceived in stupid ways.
And besides,
how big an accident is it really
when the child turns out to be me?
Your life would be so dull
if you hadn't had me.
It's like winning the lottery.
But I guess it sucks for you
that he was boning Iben while
you were pregnant with me and Sigrid.
It's fine now,
but it wasn't great at the time.
But you weren't sad?
We have the dad we have,
and then we have you.
In total, that's quite good.
-You've grown up.
-I've been a grown-up for ages.
And Dad is cool.
He just isn't a very good writer.
I'll try to get some sleep,
but if you hear me crying,
can you come in with some chai tea?
Sure thing.
Mom? Can I have a party
for everyone in my class?
With a Midsummer theme?
Of course you're having
a Midsummer theme party.
You'll have songs
and a maypole and the whole shebang.
-Sleep well.
-Good night.
Good night.
You've reached Anne.
Please send an SMS
and don't leave a message,
because I won't listen to it anyway.
I'll call back as soon as possible.
Geir called.
Fuck. Is he calling you too?
He's tried to reach you.
Don't freak out. It's Finn.
He's fallen down the stairs
and broken several ribs.
He was drunk.
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Hi. Are you enjoying the trip?
Absolutely.
I just wanted to call you.
-What's up? Is it Dad?
- No, he's fine.
But I've made an executive decision.
We're going to call it quits.
Why? Is he okay?
Yeah, he's fine,
but he started seeing goblins.
He was a little dehydrated
and delirious.
-He's gotten water now.
-What, goblins?
Yeah, tiny goblins.
It's easy to get delusions
when you don't eat carbs.
Okay. Where are you now?
We're at Kl?fta.
The train leaves in two hours.
I can pick you up.
I'm not working today.
I just have
to fix a couple of things.
- That's great.
-Bye.
-Hi there.
-Hi.
Thanks for answering my messages.
Want to come in?
No, that's fine.
I've been thinking, and I think
you should break up with Hanna.
As soon as possible.
Preferably today.
Why?
I don't want a conflict with you,
but Hanna is an adult.
She's 20.
Yeah, she lives with her mom
and washes all her clothes at 60?C
and spends all her money on Roblox
and shampoo, so she's an adult.
If I'm allowed to say
something about this,
I think this is something
that's none of your business.
-No, it's none of my business.
-Right?
By the way, I saw
your building permit applications.
Funnily enough, I know
your case worker, H?kon Reinsfeldt.
We're both health
and safety representatives.
Are you threatening me
with your contacts?
No, I'm just making small talk.
I helped his daughter get into youth
psychiatry, so he's fond of me.
-Do you think I'm gross?
-No.
I don't use that kind
of characterization.
But if you get
the application approved,
you can increase the value
of the house by two, three million.
That would be nice for you.
SUCK IT UP
You just mentioned
that you know his case worker?
That's not illegal.
That's not quite the way I said it.
If he reports you for threats,
that's the way you said it. Right?
-See you at choir practice?
-Sorry, I can't make it.
I have to go to Finn's damn
book party for Sigrid's sake.
I thought the book
wasn't launching for a while?
Yes, but the publisher
wants to celebrate him
because he's turning 50 soon.
He's invited lots of people.
I can't talk about it now.
Hanna's coming.
I'll be alone
in the contralto line again.
Astrid went with the gastric surgeon
to the conference in Helsinki.
That's really romantic.
Okay, talk to you later. Bye.
Okay. Breathe with your stomach.
Talk later.
-Hanna? I can drive you to work.
-No, I have plans with Jan.
Okay.
-Stay there.
-Yeah.
-Hi.
-Here we are.
-It's good that you called.
-Yes. No shame in turning back.
It's a little shameful,
but this has nothing to do with age.
I misjudged my calorie intake.
-Maybe you should drop the keto diet?
-Yeah.
Our family needs carbohydrates.
Pyknics can't deal
with low blood sugar.
By the way, you're all invited
to steak and B?arnaise
at Stephen's place tonight.
That's nice, but we can't.
We're going to Finn's book party.
-Fucking hell.
-What is it?
I'M WATCHING YOU!!
Remember the lady at Leo's
confirmation? The one with the cat?
Isn't that really creepy?
A little. Sorry, it's Hanna.
-Hi, Hanna!
-Can you come get me at work?
-I'm having a breakdown.
-Yeah. Okay.
I just have to drive Grandpa home
to Stephen's. Give me an hour. Bye.
-We had a lot of fun.
-Yeah?
We made a fire every night,
and he caught nine trouts one night.
Really?
-But it's far to walk to Trondheim.
-Far to walk? Of course it is.
If you're going there,
you should take the train.
Yeah, or a plane.
I just don't get it. I don't get it.
Hanna, I can't hear
what you're saying.
Everything's been great,
and now he's suddenly ice cold
and says it's over.
By text message.
He wouldn't even let me in.
He was home, but he just texted me.
I had to go to work, and he said
we couldn't see each other anymore,
in a text message!
That's awful, honey.
I feel that I've lost my spark.
And that's sort of my thing.
That I have the spark of life.
The principal said so
when I graduated,
even though I flunked drama class.
Honey, you haven't lost your spark.
You're heartbroken,
and that's terrible,
but it will pass. It just takes time.
I just don't understand
what I did wrong.
You haven't done anything wrong.
You nastify my love life
in your mind.
It's not like he's Trond Giske.
He wasn't in a position of power,
like a teacher/student thing.
Maybe a little bit.
He's your Spanish teacher.
I'll never get a boyfriend!
Of course you'll get
a boyfriend, honey.
You're so lovely,
both inside and outside.
Everyone's in love with you.
Tellef has always loved you.
-No, Tellef is gay!
-Oh, honey...
Of course you are.
You're hurting. Oh dear.
I thought this ended
after the cat in the garage.
No, it's been
a steady stream of threats.
I'LL DROP DAD'S BOOK PARTY.
I CAN'T STOP CRYING.
That's fine, but when she's
taking pictures outside my home,
that makes me scared.
I've told you since the first time
you got feces in the mail
that you should report this.
I know, but I don't think shit
in the mail is such a big deal.
I just want to have a dialogue.
I have so much confidence in you
that I let you train new employees.
Are you telling them
to ignore threats and harassment?
No. No, no.
I don't mean to yell at you,
but I'm worried about you.
How are you doing now?
That's what I should be asking.
I'm doing fine.
How are you doing?
Did you and Ragnhild sort things out?
No...
I thought she'd come home
after staying with a girlfriend
for three months.
But this weekend, she told me that...
they're more than just friends.
I see.
Oh no.
Oh dear.
-I'm so sorry.
-I don't know what to do.
It's fine. I'm fine.
Your first novel,
Men Without Hair,
was a tremendous success.
It became a marker
for an entire generation,
like Na?ve. Super. by Erlend Loe.
But that's a while ago.
What happened?
I've published
several books after that.
I haven't achieved the same thing
I did with my debut,
but what happened? Well...
Life.
Life happened.
I had children.
I was in a bad place.
But now, with Father Falls , I've been
in a totally different place.
It's been like automatic writing.
I've had a tremendous energy.
Both Vigdis Hjorth, Geir Gulliksen,
Sandra Lilleb?
and of course Knausg?rd
have written close relations
into their novels
and been criticized for it.
How do you defend this device?
This is my story.
This is my story, and I own it.
Very wise words.
Thank you for the chat.
We look forward to Father Falls.
A big round of applause for Finn ?ye.
Bravo!
You've read the book?
-You've read the book?
-No, but it's on my list.
I've read it.
But only the first chapter.
I didn't get it.
Why is he on an island
named Biskops-Arn? writing poems?
That's where we met.
I was his teacher.
But I was married,
and your mother was pregnant
with Hanna,
so it was a bit difficult.
I didn't catch that.
She just said that it was
a bit difficult when they met.
-This is a novel, you know.
-It feels very real.
I have to pee.
Maybe you shouldn't say
that you were together
when I was pregnant with Hanna.
The girls don't know that.
But it's in the book,
beautifully described.
Okay.
Hi.
-Was it good?
-Yes, it was lovely.
Very nice discussion.
That journalist is good.
Yes. I'm so happy. So relieved.
Did you write
that you two were together
when I was pregnant with Hanna?
Yes. Everything is in there.
It feels great.
Hanna doesn't know that.
No, but she'll know it
when she's read the book.
Did you write
that she was an accident?
No. That's just between the lines.
Haven't you read it?
-Hey, how are you feeling?
-I need to rest.
You need to rest? That's fine.
Come here. Come on.
There.
I have to say that it's
really inconsiderate of you
to write in a book something I've
tried to protect the kids against.
Maybe you're overprotective.
They need to be hardened.
I'll walk by myself.
I don't want to get too tired.
-Let me help you.
-Thank you.
-So she can walk?
-Yeah, isn't it great?
The other day,
she walked 127 steps.
I wish you had told me
you were writing about reality.
The girls shouldn't have to read
things like that in a novel.
I asked you to read it.
I have read enough books
by Finn ?ye.
It's nice to see the two
of you together. Group hug!
-Would you like a soda, Sigrid?
-Yeah.
-Okay.
-I haven't read that far.
I've just been sleeping.
Mom, are you coming?
Dinner is served.
Don't read it yet.
I want to talk to you first.
Just watch Bridget Jones
or something. Bye.
-We're going home to Hanna.
-No.
I've written a speech for Dad.
Come on.
No.
But...
I have followed your authorship
since your smash debut
and through
some difficult years after that,
and it's a real pleasure to publish
Father Falls in a few weeks.
I think this book will become
really important to many people
and a contrast to #MeToo.
It's a story that needs to be told.
When I drove you to rehab in 2014,
we didn't laugh a whole lot.
But...
I'm really fucking proud
of how you managed it.
Just as proud as I am
to be your publisher.
We have to thank Iben, Finn's most
important supporter and muse.
I would also like
to thank you, Pernille,
and your sister, Anne.
Cheers.
-Cheers.
-Cheers.
What was that? Why...?
What was that?
Why did he talk about Anne?
What was that about?
It was the weekend at the cabin.
When the girls and I visited Anne
and Leo at the cabin.
Did you write
about that trip in your book?
Yes, I did.
I know her version was different,
but in this book,
I'm the one telling my story.
Dear all, Finn's youngest daughter,
Sigrid, would like to say some words.
Give her a big hand.
Congratulations on your book, Dad.
That's the worst fucking thing
you've ever done to me.
Send Sigrid home in a taxi after.
I can't believe you would drag
Anne down into your shit!
It's great that you're in Oslo
and can spend time with us,
and that you and Mom are talking.
I'm so proud of you.
I know you spent
many years on this book.
Hi. Sorry for calling you this late,
but I need some urgent legal aid.
Could you meet me in the garage?
No one knew about this.
Not even Dad.
Anne and Charlie knew,
of course, but damn it...
To write about the nastiest thing
imaginable in a book?
I mean...
I work in Amnesty,
and libel isn't my specialty, but...
But I have to say
that nobody ever improves
their co-parenting
by taking things to court.
And leaving the legal aspects aside,
you shouldn't take any action when
you're as emotional as you are now.
I just want to string him up
by the balls and let him hang.
Sorry for pulling you into this.
No, this got me out
of listening to recorder practice,
so it's a win-win.
Yes.
Just read that book.
You have to know
exactly what you're dealing with.
-Okay.
-Yes. I'll call you.
Fucking asshole.
Damn bastard.
Having a child you don't want
with a woman you didn't choose.
And then, suddenly, an encounter.
An island.
As easy and light as could be.
An older woman with a deep beauty.
Now, Father is falling.
He is falling as far
as a man can fall.
These life-deciding moments...
Do we know when they happen,
before it is too late?
Hi Nadina. Finn and I need
an emergency session. Tomorrow.
The weekend with the sister
in the mountains.
Passing through Peer Gynt's kingdom,
into Western Norway.
That weekend changed things.
Made everything different.
Shook the world.
All the children sleeping.
The autumn light over the mountains.
And the sister...
opened herself to me.
Made herself vulnerable.
And so, Father fell.
He fell.
Fell, fell, fell.
-It became impossible...
-That's enough.
Yes.
This was a long time ago.
Sigrid was very young.
But I asked P?rni to read the book
and give me feedback
if she had issues with it.
I wanted her to look at this thing
with Anne, and she didn't.
But it's also important for me
to own my own story.
What the fuck does that mean?
What does it mean
to own your own story?
It's interesting that you didn't read
the sample copy you got from Finn.
-Why didn't you do that?
-Yes, why not?
-I said you were in the book.
-I'm in all your books.
As a pissed-off pregnant woman
or a scorned ex.
Always a cunt,
but never recognizable.
This is different.
It's surprising that you're so angry.
You didn't mention
that Anne was in it.
Anne doesn't own her story.
Anne is dead.
She doesn't exist anymore.
And that cabin trip...
You were so drunk that you tried
to grope my sister
and lay down in her bed naked.
You don't own that story.
It's very interesting that you can
remember something so differently.
Try to take a step to the side.
Try to describe
what it does to you emotionally
when he has used
this thing with Anne in his book.
It pisses me off.
And it makes me sad,
of course, but most of all...
I'm ashamed.
Shame. That's very interesting.
I was so ashamed of you
when we were together,
for things you said
and things you did.
I tried to downplay
your drinking to the girls,
and later, I have really tried
to present you as...
a cool guy.
I wanted them to think you're cool.
But now it's like
it was all just a waste of time
when you expose the lowest parts
of my life in a book.
And Anne is mine.
She was my best friend.
And you...
sit here and jazz
about owning your own story,
but it's in a book
that everyone can read.
The kids and Leo can read it anytime.
And I'm left sitting here, and...
And I'm ashamed.
And what I'm most ashamed of is
that I could ever
have children with you.
Why do you think I drank?
I could feel your contempt.
You couldn't look at me
with kindness
after you knew about me and Iben.
So yes, I drank.
I lived with your contempt for years.
And I was ashamed too.
I was ashamed of myself.
I was ashamed of staying with you.
I was ashamed of staying with you
for the sake of the kids.
-Finn, can you talk more about...
-No, he's not getting the last word!
You can fucking burn in hell!
Father can drop dead for all I care.
You've reached Anne.
Please send an SMS
and don't leave a message,
because I won't listen to it anyway.
I'll call back...
From Torunn Stalker: Your daughter
is great at table tennis. Lovely.
That's fucking it!
Hi, Torunn.
We're going to have a chat.
-No...
-Yes.
I have to report you
when you do things like this.
I haven't seen Tim in over a year.
His 11th birthday.
Yeah, it's rough. I get it.
But you have to go
to the right authorities.
You can file a complaint, and it's
fine that you call me to yell at me
and send me shit in the mail,
but stay away from my kids.
I won't have it.
You know what?
I was supposed to get
a two-hour visit before Christmas.
But I was so scared.
So I partied the day before
and wasn't in the best shape.
So they didn't let me see Tim.
-Can you drop the report?
-I can't promise you that.
I'm not in a good place
in my life myself,
and I'd do anything
to protect my kids.
So if you go near them,
I don't care that I have a job
in the local government.
You'll just have to take
what's coming to you.
Sorry.
Would you like some coffee?
It feels like such a waste.
I've spent years trying to get
the girls to think he's a cool guy.
Now I just want
to go home and tell them
what an asshole their dad is,
in detail.
You mustn't do that.
You can't rock the boat.
He's such a fucking coward,
hiding behind his publisher.
You have to think this through.
Don't go home and talk shit
about Finn to the girls.
You have to do
what you've always done.
You have to put Hanna
and Sigrid first.
Okay?
I have to go
and defend the contralto line.
Call me if you need anything. Okay?
Thanks.
Hi.
Has something happened?
You look crazy.
No, nothing's happened.
Are you letting Sigrid sleep here?
Is it Christmas Eve?
I don't want to be alone,
and she's better than nothing.
We watched Midsommar ,
that Swedish horror movie.
-That's nice.
-Yeah. Siggen fell asleep.
Mom, thoughts keep
running through my head.
You have to sleep.
That's what helps against heartbreak.
-Have you read all of Dad's book?
-Yes.
But just three chapters.
It was too pretentious. Sorry.
Did it make you sad?
That he calls me an accident?
One that prevented him
from being with his true love?
Just so you know,
you weren't an accident for me.
I really wanted you.
Yeah, Mom.
Nina Karin Monsen is
the only one who thinks
that all children should be conceived
in a hetero-normative marriage
where the man and woman love
each other till death do them part.
Everyone knows that children
are conceived in stupid ways.
And besides,
how big an accident is it really
when the child turns out to be me?
Your life would be so dull
if you hadn't had me.
It's like winning the lottery.
But I guess it sucks for you
that he was boning Iben while
you were pregnant with me and Sigrid.
It's fine now,
but it wasn't great at the time.
But you weren't sad?
We have the dad we have,
and then we have you.
In total, that's quite good.
-You've grown up.
-I've been a grown-up for ages.
And Dad is cool.
He just isn't a very good writer.
I'll try to get some sleep,
but if you hear me crying,
can you come in with some chai tea?
Sure thing.
Mom? Can I have a party
for everyone in my class?
With a Midsummer theme?
Of course you're having
a Midsummer theme party.
You'll have songs
and a maypole and the whole shebang.
-Sleep well.
-Good night.
Good night.
You've reached Anne.
Please send an SMS
and don't leave a message,
because I won't listen to it anyway.
I'll call back as soon as possible.
Geir called.
Fuck. Is he calling you too?
He's tried to reach you.
Don't freak out. It's Finn.
He's fallen down the stairs
and broken several ribs.
He was drunk.