Home (2013) - full transcript

There you go.

Hello.

-You're welcome to join us.
-Okay.

She's always so bloody rude.

-Your grandfather is dead.
-He died 20 years ago.

Yeah, but he died for real today.

-What do you mean?
-What don't you understand?

He died today.
He's not alive anymore.

Why did you tell me he was dead?

Is my grandmother alive?

HOME



-Mum, where's the present?
-What present?

I'm going to Jesper's party.

Just grab something you don't want
anymore and I'll wrap it for you.

What?

When we lose someone close,

help us take comfort from you
and share it with each other.

We thank you for what you
gave us through Yngve Lund.

Make our hearts wise
so we understand how short life is.

Embrace every day as a gift.

Help us in our sorrow and to live for
the living during our remaining days.

Thank you for the eternal life,

which spreads light and joy over
our days and years here on Earth.

Teach us to die from sin,
and live according to your holy will.

And when the eternal light
dawns on the graves of earth...



-Hello.
-Hiya.

-You're not here for Jesper's party?
-Yeah.

Oh, you poor thing,
the party was yesterday.

Right.

We're just about to have lunch.
You're more than welcome to join us.

No, there's some other bloody
important stuff I've got to do.

Okay.

-Bye.
-Bye.

How nice of you to come.

Sorry for not stopping by,
I just didn't know if I should...

Please do, we're always
so happy to have you.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-How are you holding up?
-Very well, thank you.

-How are you?
-Not too bad...

The ceremony was lovely.
And the vicar was good.

Yes, perhaps he was.

-I found it a bit hard to focus.
-Well, of course you did.

I'm always like that
when people read out loud.

I'd love to listen to audio books,
but my mind just starts to wander.

Excuse me, I have to get
some more coffee.

-I don't believe we've met. Henrik.
-Hi. I'm Lou.

-Were you close to Yngve?
-About ten meters.

I'm sorry, I didn't know
it would fly this far

and I didn't know
you were standing here.

That's alright, no harm done.
I'll have to get some more coffee.

-Would you like some coffee?
-Sure.

-How do you take your coffee?
-Huh?

-What would you like in your coffee?
-Huh?

What happened to
the present, did it break?

No, it's okay.
It's a bit pointless now anyway.

-Why is that?
-Is that your party?

Funny you should ask.
It does seem that way.

-Well, you can have this, then.
-Oh, really? Thank you.

Shall I open it now?

Let's see.

-But that's mine!
-What is it?

I don't know, but it's good
for chucking cones at people.

I can imagine.

-Do you want me to show you?
-Please do.

Let's go to the tree
and get some cones.

Actually, this is not a good time.
How about later this week instead?

-I'll have crappy school.
-You got crappy school?

-It doesn't last all day, does it?
-No.

-Hope I'm not interrupting.
-Not at all. Say hello.

-Hi, I'm Henrik.
-Tom Knutsson.

Look...Who's that?

Lou?

Hello.

Won't you at least stay the night?

I can't.

Such a long trip
for just an hour or so.

Seeing that you're already here?

Mum would get really angry
if she knew I was here.

-Well, she doesn't have to know.
-She'd notice if I didn't come home.

-You still live at home?
-Yes.

-Say you're staying with a friend.
-No, I can't.

Some tyrant she is.
You can do as you please.

-She's not a tyrant.
-Are you sure?

Can you do as you please?

I'm sorry. It's just that
I'd love to get to know you,

now that you're all grown up.

You'd just be disappointed.
People don't like me.

Nonsense!

Well, if you change your mind,

you're always welcome
to stay here with us.

Anyway, I'm grateful
that you came here today.

I'm thinking of going
to Nan's for a while.

They gave me permission at work.

-No, you're not.
-Well, I think I will anyway.

The hell you will!

-Youarea tyrant.
-A tyrant?

Just go then!

But don't be surprised
when she starts calling you a retard.

That's what she thinks of you.

I didn't much like school, either.

-So what's your favourite subject?
-None of them.

But surely something has
to be more fun than the rest?

No, I don't know.

-Which subject do you excel in?
-None of them.

There are things outside of
school you're good at, aren't there?

-I don't think I'm good at anything.
-Oh, I don't believe that.

You just haven't found it yet.

Tom, you retard, what are you doing?
Snogging the tree or what?

Yeah, he's gonna fuck the tree.
That's what they do up north.

-Who were they?
-A bunch of idiots from my class.

-Are they always like this?
-Sometimes. But I don't care.

No wonder you don't like school.

Would you make
some coffee, please?

-Hello. I can't believe you're here!
-Hello.

-What was that?
-Tom. I'll show you what I've done.

I cleared out Yngve's studio.

-It may serve as your work space.
-Thank you.

-Let's have coffee.
-I don't drink coffee.

Well, you can keep us company.

Remind me to show you
how to make coffee later.

This is my granddaughter Lou.
This is Tom.

-Hiya.Tom Knutsson.
-Lou Wijkmark.

Have a seat.

-Was the trip all right?
-Yes.

-Can we switch seats?
-Sure.

What should we do tonight?

Go out for dinner
and celebrate Lou's arrival?

I just have to call home
and make sure it's okay.

-Who is that?
-That's Tom.

It's me. All right if I have dinner
at a friend's house tonight?

Okay, bye.Yeah, it's cool.

Great. You want to go to the hotel?
I think Henrik is playing tonight.

-What time are we leaving?
-Doesn't matter.When we're hungry.

We should spruce you up a little,
since we're going to the hotel.

I'm sure I can alter
some of Yngve's clothes.

This won't do. We'll try
with some of my clothes instead.

-Are you ready to go?
-Yes.

Doesn't he look nice?

Where did you get the moustache?

-You wish to start with a drink?
-Coffee?

No... I think I'll have
a Campari soda, please.

-I'll take the same.
-Just water, please.

Can we switch seats?

-Why do we always switch seats?
-Just a coincidence.

-Hi. It's great to see you here.
-We were hoping you'd be playing.

You remember Tom?

Yes. Don't you look handsome.

-And my granddaughter Lou.
-Hi. So you decided to stay?

-No, I went home but came back.
-That's great.

-How long are staying?
-I don't know exactly.

Well, just for a few days
or a bit longer?

-A bit longer, I think.
-That's great.

Thank you.

Cheers!

Cheers!

-What are you drinking?
-Campari soda.

-Is everything all right with you?
-Yes, fine...

I thought I might pay you
a visit one of these days.

-Maybe tomorrow morning?
-Sure.

Is there someone at home
that you usually talk to?

About what?

I was just wondering
if you see someone regularly.

-Someone you can talk to.
-No, I don't.

Well, if you ever feel like talking,
I'd be happy to.

Okay.

-Good morning. Did you sleep well?
-No.

Why haven't we seen each other
this whole time?

Because your mother
didn't want us to.

Yes, I know that. But why?

Well...Yngve and I questioned if she
was capable of taking care of you.

So we offered to help out.

But she was so offended, she moved
out and forbade us to see you.

Maybe we should have just
done it anyway. I don't know...

Either way,
I'm so happy you're here now.

And now we have company.

-Hiya.
-Good morning! Everything okay?

Yes.

-Something to eat?
-I've eaten. Just coffee.

There's fresh coffee in the pot.

-Hiya.
-Hello.

What would you like to do today?

Don't know,
but you have to call my school.

That's right.

-Do you have any plans?
-I might work, if that's okay.

Of course it is.
You're free to do as you please.

-You go to Tranbacka, right?
-Yes.

Hello, this is
Tom Knutsson's grandmother.

Tom is sick today.

He's having his tonsils removed,
he won't be in for a few days.

Alright then.Thank you, goodbye.

Why did you say that?

School is not good
for his self-esteem.

-But what...
-A white lie won't harm anyone.

It doesn't really matter, does it?

Well... Some more company!

-Good morning!
-Good morning!

-I hope I'm not too early?
-Not at all.We're in the kitchen.

-You want coffee or something to eat?
-No, thanks.

-Good morning!
-Good morning.

-Hiya.
-I see you've shaved.

-What?
-You shaved off the moustache.

-It was a fake moustache.
-You're a fake moustache.

Which country would you
like to hear music from?

-That was lovely.Wasn't that lovely?
-Yeah.

Yes, I liked it too.

-Do you play an instrument?
-No.

Maybe that's something for you?
A musician?

-I don't know how to play.
-You have to practice.

Nobody can just up and play.

-You have a good sense of rhythm?
-I don't know.

That's the only thing
that really matters.

-Well, how do you know?
-Come here.

-Press this to the beat of the music.
-Okay.

-We'll practise more later.
-Oh, sod it.

-What are you working on there?
-Optimisation.

-What are you optimising?
-The traffic flow in cities.

-Oh, cool.
-Lou has a PhD.

-Really? How old are you?
-27.

You make me look like a bum.

-Have you been here a lot?
-Not for 20 years.

I'd love to show you around
some day.

-There's actually quite a lot to see.
-I don't think I'll need it.

You're always so practical.Wouldn't
it be nice to have a look around?

-No, really, it's okay.
-All right.

I don't know what kind of haircut
I'm gonna have. You?

I don't know what kind of haircut
I'm gonna have. You?

I'm just going to have it
washed and blow-dried.

-You're not having a haircut?
-No, but you can have one.

In that case I can't be bothered.

Why go to the hairdresser's
to have it washed and dried?

It's better when they do it.
I go there once a week.

And it's nice to chit-chat a bit.

-That's not nice...
-I was really disappointed.

I can see why.
Any upsides? Handsome waiter?

Their mayonnaise is good.

Look at the tits on that one.

That's what they used to look like,
now they look like that.

-You're done.
-Looks lovely, as always.

-Who's next?
-That's me.

I'm just having it washed
and blow dried.

Well, have a seat, then.

-What did you talk about?
-Everything and nothing.

You think people don't like me
because I don't do that?

If someone doesn't like you
because you don't talk drivel,

that person isn't worth knowing.

We don't like people who talk drivel.

But isn't that what you just did?

Not really,
we were just having a bit of fun.

Besides, here you are
being a real chatter box.

It's not quite the same thing.

I know you're having
a hard time socialising,

but you can't be
someone you're not.

You shouldn't be with anyone
who doesn't like you for who you are.

It's as simple as that.

Have you got a dog?
Now, but grandma...

And for the sake of your children,
have more than one.

An only child always has
a hard time communicating.

I don't think I'll have kids.

Why do you say that? Why not?

I just can't see myself
with a family of my own.

Why do you think like that?

-I wouldn't be comfortable with it.
-Comfortable?

-Surely being alone isn't much fun?
-No.

-So when are you comfortable?
-When I'm working.

You need to have a life
outside of work too.

Okay then. -Thanks!

It must be nice being so close
to your grandmother.

I barely got to meet any
of my grandparents.

I don't really know her that well.

Well, it's nice that you'll get
to know her better now then.

-How is she coping?
-I don't know.

She appears to be happy,
but I suppose she's not.

Yngve's death is still so recent.

I come here quite often, but it's
the first time I bring someone.

Okay, won't be long now.

-But it must be freezing.
-Yes, but it gets worse.

They go for a swim every morning
at nine o'clock. All year round.

Is that what we came to see?

Why is this so great to you?

Is it that they will catch pneumonia
or the public nudity?

What... No...
I never noticed the nudity, per se.

I think it's cool, them going for
a swim every morning all year round.

I don't know how common it is,
but it has to be pretty unique.

Is it not?

-Do you want more?
-Yes, please.

-Would you like the business section?
-Sure.

-Are you interested in business?
-Not really.

-Hello!
-Hello.

What have you been up to?

We've been watching
naked old people swimming.

That's cool.

That's something
I might consider doing.

It's bound to be bloody cold though,
going for a swim now.

What about becoming a swimmer?
They swim indoors most of the time.

Yeah...
Except I'm not that fast a swimmer.

-What about diving?
-Yeah, I reckon I'd be good at that.

But you'd have to swim to
the edge of the pool all the time.

Gymnastics?

Yeah.

He's not getting
very high up, though.

He could jump from up there.

It probably seems a lot higher
from up there than what it really is.

It's starting to rain.
You'd better come down.

-So your date didn't go that well?
-What do you mean?

It didn't sound like you
had a very nice time.

I didn't get the skinny-dippers,
but it was nice.

That's great!

-Did you say you had a nice time?
-No.

Oh. Do you think he realised
you found the bathers a bit odd?

Yes, I asked him what he thought
was so great about it.

He probably doesn't know
you had a nice time.

-I'm sorry.
-You don't have to apologise.

If you're with someone
you don't know that well

you shouldn't question everything.

It may be perceived
as a bit negative.

Can't you just tell him
you had a nice time?

When?

Whenever you like.
Do it when it's stopped raining.

He works in the antique bookshop,
he's bound to be there now.

-He works in an antique bookshop?
-Yes.

You should do it if you want to,
don't do it for my sake.

-Hello.
-Hello.

I had a nice time this morning,
I didn't mean to seem so negative.

Okay.

-Did Frida make you say that?
-She didn't exactly make me.

I see.

I did enjoy it and I'd like to see
see you again, if you want to.

-That would be great. I'd love to.
-Okay. Bye.

-Did you come here just to say that?
-Yes.

That's really kind of you.

Oh, I'm not taking this.

GOLD PANNING IN SWEDEN

Lovebird is the commonly used
name for the genus agapornis,

which comes from the Greek agape,
which means love,

and ornis, which means bird.

In the wild, these birds spend
their whole life's with one partner

and it is said that if one
of them passes away,

the other will pass
shortly after...of grief.

Hello!

He told me I was kind.

Did you know that if you put
a bumblebee in the freezer,

it falls asleep
and you can tie a string round it.

When you take it out and it wakes up,
you can walk with it on a leash.

-No... Is that really true?
-Yes.

-But won't the bumblebee mind?
-No.

We have to try that.

Did I tell you he thought I was kind?

The bastard stung me!

-Bumblebees don't sting, they bite.
-Bloody hell!

-Hello!
-Hiya.

-Is it a bad time?
-Not at all.

-I thought I'd play for you.
-Great!

-Stay, now that Henrik is here.
-I have to go.

-What's that?
-I don't know.

But it's great
for chucking cones at people.

-Should we invite Henrik tomorrow?
-Sure.

Tom will prepare lunch, he may
have a hidden talent for cooking.

-Do you want to come?
-Of course.

-Great. Bye.
-See you tomorrow!

-Would you like a cup of tea?
-I'd love one.

-Do you want a cup of tea?
-Okay.

-Hello.
-Hello.

You're so ambitious,
you're working all the time.

-Did you have time to look at this?
-No.

It's quite interesting.There's a
brook near here with gold in it.

-Is there really any gold left?
-I don't know, we should find out.

-Do you want to come?
-Do you know what to do?

More or less, it's all in the book.
We can borrow some equipment.

Frida...

Are you okay?

Please forgive me.
I don't know what came over me...

I bet I've scared you now,
and you won't want to come back.

No, that's okay.

Again, sorry for acting that way.
Thank you for coming.

Thank you. Bye.

-He is so sweet.
-How do you know him?

Yngve and he used to trade songs
with each other.

When Yngve's rheumatism got worse
and he couldn't play anymore,

Henrik would come here
and play for us.

I see.

-Is it too early to go to bed?
-I don't know.

Whoops.

-Thank you!
-That's all right.

You're quite good with that thing.

I bet you'll become
a great pelota player one day.

What if it got super windy
and the clothes on the line flew off,

and went around stabbing people,

and hung themselves up again,
but with blood still on them?

Then Frida would go to prison,
they'd think she did it.

That would be scary,
I'm glad they don't.

-What would you have them do?
-Hang there and get dry.

But if they could do
anything you wanted.

Perhaps fold themselves
and go into the closet.

But they could do
anything you wanted.

They could rob a bank
and give you the money, anything.

So you'd want them to stab people
and make Nan go to prison?

No, that was just a "what if".

I'd want them to rob a bank
and give me the money.

In that case I'd want them to go
about town, just charming people.

Seriously? In that case it would be
cooler if they just stabbed people.

-How do you do?
-Hi.

-You're Tom's mother, aren't you?
-That's right. Hello.

-How's Tom?
-He's just fine.

Does it hurt having
your tonsils removed?

Your tonsils?
No, you'd be under an anaesthetic.

-I see. Bye.
-Bye then...

-Do you need more vegetables?
-No.

-How about a little more seasoning?
-Yes, maybe.

No, you've already used those.

That's a flower!
You have more seasoning over there.

Smell them and see
if there's something you like.

Sometimes wine is a good spice.
There is some over there.

You can taste it and let me know
when you think it's done.

-It's done.
-Great.

-You sure there's nothing I can do?
-No, that's fine.

What's that big sack you brought?
Here you go.

-Lou and I are going gold panning.
-That sounds like fun!

-Maybe you want to come?
-No, it's really boring.

We did it on a field trip once.

Thank you all the same.
There you go.

Do you have a book on pelota
in the bookshop?

-What's that?
-It's related to my cone chucker.

I doubt there's a whole book
on it, but I'll check.

-May we eat?
-Yes.

-Lovely! You're quite the chef, Tom.
-Thank you.

Yes... It has a unique flavour.

It's horrible.
It doesn't even taste like food.

Who is Tom, anyway?

Don't know,
but he's not good at anything.

Poor thing, he's just a kid.
Kids aren't good at anything.

Nice helmet.

-Where's your helmet?
-I don't have one.

-You must have one.
-Thanks, but I think I'll be okay.

Bloody hell! It's just in the way
and it's ugly as well.

You're right about that.

I bet you have an eye
for interior design.

Why don't we go to one of them
shops and see what they've got?

THE COWS CAN'T BE TIPPED -
DON'T EVEN TRY IT!

I think I used to play here
with my siblings, but further down.

Siblings makes you better
at communicating.

-You think so? Why?
-Actually, Nan said that.

It seemed like a good explanation
for why I'm no good at it.

Well, it was fun
when we were younger.

It's fun now too,
but it can be a bit hard as well.

-In what sense?
-My siblings are quite competitive.

With stuff I don't really care about.
I can get anxious when I see them.

I guess you shouldn't say that.

Why not? I'm always uncomfortable,
I know exactly what you mean.

You're 27, you have a PhD.
I don't think you know what I mean.

What does that matter? I'm still
uncomfortable around people.

Maybe you're right.

It's not that I lack ambition
or haven't gone places.

I'm just happy living here.

Well, that's great.

-Do you really mean that?
-Yes. Or what do you mean?

You don't think less of me for
living here and not having a career?

No.

Thank you.That means a lot
coming from you.

-What's this?
-I don't know.

I think it's gold. Let's have a look.

I think it's gold.
Jesus, we found gold!

I wonder how much there is!
Why don't people do this?

We should build a house
with a porch right here by the water.

When we need money,
we'll go into the brook...

But I quite like it in Nan's house.

Right.

-Hello!
-Hello! Did you find any gold?

-We did, actually.
-Great! So you had a nice time?

The actual gold panning sucked,
but it was nice.

-Where have you been?
-We bought some stuff.

I'm letting Yngve redecorate
the living room.

My name is Tom.

It's going to be great!

-You like him, don't you?
-Yes.

-And he's nice-looking, isn't he?
-Yes.

Well, I think you
should tell him that.

You can't pay too many compliments
to people you care about.

He said something
I've been thinking about.

He said that Tom is just a kid
and kids aren't good at anything.

What's that supposed to mean?

That maybe he shouldn't skip school
to find something he's good at now.

Well, he won't be
skipping school altogether.

Can you give me the...?
Yes, that one.

-Come and keep Henrik company.
-Just a minute.

-What's up with Lou?
-What do you mean?

You know... Sometimes she's so cool.

But then sometimes she's a bit...

Nuts? She's a little nuts, but that's
not the end of the world, is it?

-Is it strange that I like her?
-Certainly not.

You're sweet
to see past her awkwardness.

I don't think many people
have given her the chance.

-Hello.
-Hello.

I'm going to help Tom
with the finishing touches.

You mustn't peek
into the living room!

I don't trust you. Go upstairs
so I can be sure you won't peek.

Tom was going to jump from there,

but it started raining
so he went back inside.

Thank God it started to rain.

I don't think the rain mattered
but Nan thought it was best.

Frida actually wanted him to jump?

Yes, but it was my idea.We'd put two
mattresses below, so it was okay.

Sorry if I said the gold panning
sucked, I actually did enjoy it.

You don't have to apologise.

I prefer someone who's honest.

Might take some time
to get used to, that's all.

I looked up the gold nugget we found,
but apparently it wasn't worth much.

I'll probably make a better living
working at the bookshop.

I could have told you that.

Is that Frida?
She looks a bit like you.

I don't know.
But there's a photo of me downstairs.

-The little girl?
-Yes.

We can ask Nan later.

You look quite nice.

You can come now!

This does not look good.

Why didn't you say something?
You've been sitting here all day.

I didn't think about
what you were doing.

If nothing else,
it has a strong comic value.

-I'm not good at anything.
-Sure you are, we'll figure it out.

I found some info on pelota. Do you
want to head out and have a go?

Okay. I'll just finish my coffee.

Have you got any duct tape?

What do you think about Lou?
She's pretty, right?

-She's okay.
-Just okay?

-Well, on a scale of one to ten?
-Eight, maybe.

What about Frida?

Like a two.

You're supposed to throw the ball
at the wall so it bounces back.

I should have one as well,
catch it, and shoot it back.

-But the wall should be a lot wider.
-There's a massive wall at school.

-Cool. Let me see that thing.
-Okay.

It shouldn't be too difficult
making one.

Lou, come here
and wave goodbye to Henrik.

-You know he's in love with you?
-What do you mean?

-I think Henrik is in love with you.
-Why would he be?

-Because he is.
-I don't think so.

But maybe he's in love
with someone else.

How many girls your age
do you think there are around here?

Don't look so bothered.
This is great!

That's what life is about,
finding someone to love.

It's about time you learned that.

Hiya.

Hello. Did it go well?

Yeah, but we need some stuff
before we can really give it a go.

Can we go buy sweets?

Would you please
drive him to the shop?

My back hurts
from hanging the wallpaper.

No, I need to work.

Please, I really need
to lie down a bit.

Have you ever driven a car before?

-How can he be in love with me?
-Who? Henrik?

-He thinks you're pretty.
-So what?

Guys fall in love with girls
they think are pretty.

He shouldn't be in love with me,
he doesn't even know me.

I don't even know myself. I've just
said things Nan told me to say.

This red light is much too
slow for this tiny crossroads.

Hi, Tom!

What the hell?

This is Eva Knutsson,
Tom Knutsson's mum.

I just saw Tom in an unknown car.
Do you know anything about that?

Called in sick?
No, he's not been sick.

What?

-Hello.
-Hello.

May I see your licence, please?

-What's your name?
-Tom Knutsson.

-How do you two know each other?
-I think he's my new grandfather.

-How about that licence?
-No, I haven't got one.

Step out of the car, please.

He didn't even take his sweets?
Or are those yours?

No.

He'll have to wait until tomorrow.

I don't think you can see
each other anymore.

-Is this you?
-Yes.

Yngve painted it
when we were first married.

He said it was the first thing
he'd painted that he was happy with.

After that...

...he said that I was his muse.

And that he...

...couldn't paint if I wasn't around.

What am I supposed do now?

All we had was each other,
Yngve and I.

Hello?

I'm afraid she can't come
to the phone right now.

No.

My name is Lou,
I'm her granddaughter.

Yes, that was me.

I was just running an errand for her
because her back hurt.

I'll ask her to ring you,
she can explain herself.

I still don't understand
why you've been going there.

-I don't know.
-But what have you been doing?

-Just stuff.
-Well, what stuff?

Nothing special.

You're driving me mad,
will you please tell me something?

We've been figuring out
what I'm good at.

-What do you mean?
-Well, I suck at everything.

I wanted to find something
I'm good at.

What are you talking about?
You don't suck at anything.

Yes, I do.

-Why didn't you talk to me about it?
-I don't know.

Nan...

I'm making coffee.

Do you want some breakfast?

I'll bring you some breakfast.

I put your breakfast here.

Is there anything I can do for you?

Should I call the doctor?

There's nothing wrong
with her physically.

Okay.What should I do?

You can try and cheer her up.

But at the end of the day
it's up to her.

Okay.

-Do you need a degree to work here?
-I hope not.

You can sit on the guest side.
The view is nicer from there.

-Do you bring many guests up here?
-No, you're the first.

I think I'd rather sit here.

-Nan's not well.
-I'm sorry. Is she sick or something?

She just lies in bed
and doesn't want to do anything.

She's going through a tough time.

I'm surprised she's been
in such good spirits.

The doctor told me to try and cheer
her up, but I have no idea how.

Maybe a funny book will help.
Something by Slas or "The Pirate".

I have a little something here.

-For me?
-Yes.

Please open it later,
when I'm not around.

That's very kind.

Are you in love with me?

Please, don't be. I can't really deal
with the responsibility right now.

That shop has had a sale on
for as long as I can remember.

I think there's a law regulating how
many days a year you can do that.

I'll go find a book for Frida.

THIS IS (PARTLY) MADE FROM
WHAT WE FOUND TOGETHER

Henrik sent you a book.

I don't know what it is,
but he thought you might like it.

-Please eat something.
-I'm so glad you've met him.

He is such a lovely boy.

In many ways,
he's very much like Yngve.

I wish you could have met Yngve,
now that you're all grown up.

My wonderful Yngve...

I'm not worried about you anymore.
I know you'll be fine.

Should we go to the hairdresser's?
You said you go once a week.

I would like to see Tom.

You know you can't.
His mum called, she was very angry.

We never got to say goodbye.
Won't you please help me do that?

We never got to say goodbye.
Won't you please help me do that?

-Hello?
-Hello.

I'm Frida Lund's granddaughter,
we spoke on the phone before.

All right.
I'm still waiting for her to call me.

I know.

To call someone else's child in sick
to spend time with him...

-That's just completely twisted.
-Yes...

-What do you want?
-She would like to see Tom.

I was wondering if that'd be okay.

-You can't be serious.
-She and Tom are very close now.

-She wants to say goodbye.
-Not a chance.

Was that all?
Well then, goodbye.

What the hell are you doing?

Get out of here
or I'll call the police.

It would take ten minutes.
It's very important.

No! Go away!

Hiya.

-What are you doing here?
-I'm on my way home.

You have to come with me.
Nan wants to see you.

I'm not allowed.

-I know, but you've got to anyway.
-My mum would have a fit.

My mum had a fit when
I came here, but I did it anyway.

-Okay.
-Good.

How are things at school?

So, so... You don't even
get coffee after lunch.

-You don't?
-No.

There's nothing good about it.

They're all just idiots.

You will find your place soon.

And you will meet new people
that you like.

And you will find
that one thing you're good at.

-Do you understand me?
-Yes.

But you can't get sad just because
you're not good at everything.

Nobody is.

You just have to...

...find that one thing
you're good at.

Just promise me you won't give up.

Yeah...

What did you say?

Yes.

Come here.

Hiya.

-Are you leaving?
-Yes.

-You don't want a cup of coffee?
-No, I have to go.

-Bye.
-Okay, bye.

Will you give the piano and all
of Yngve's piano notes to Henrik?

Okay.

Tell your mother I'm sorry we
never got to make up.

I just didn't have the strength.

Funny how much easier it is solving

other people's problems
than your own.

Tell her I love her, no matter what.

I love you as well, Lou.

I'm so happy
we got to spend this time together.

I'll be sitting over there.

-Hello.
-Hello.

-Would you like a drink?
-I'll have a small beer, please.

-That was lovely.
-Thank you.

-I'm sorry to bother you at work.
-No, it's okay.

Nan wanted you to have their piano
and Yngve's notes.

-No, I couldn't take that, its hers.
-Sure you can.

Lou... I am in love with you.

And I don't know
if I can be around you right now.

Since you don't...
If you don't feel the same way.

I apologise if I'm being
overly sensitive.

I'll come and see you guys
someday soon instead.

She said she's sorry
you never made up,

but she loved you no matter what.

I liked her.

Just wish I'd told her
or thanked her or something.

I never said anything.

When are you coming home?

I don't know, I have to make
arrangements for the funeral.

It would be nice if you came.

I don't think so.
Okay, dear, see you later.

Quality... quality... I mean,

it's great. I cook great dishes
and dining at fancy restaurants...

Maybe it's good there are alternatives...
-Sure, if you're not saving money,

Like me, I'm an assisting nurse,
I don't make much money...

And now the programme is
coming to an end, I'm sorry

-Do I have time to send a greeting..?
-I actually don't think so.

-You want to switch seats?
-No.

But thanks anyway.

Exactly one month ago...

...most of us were gathered here
to say goodbye to Yngve.

...most of us were gathered here
to say goodbye to Yngve.

Now we are here because of Frida.

In spite of this great sorrow,

to me, at least,
there is something very powerful

and even romantic about this.

My condolences.

I didn't find out until the other day
and I didn't know if you'd left.

I thought you might be here
so I could say I'm sorry.

This is my mother.
This is Henrik.

I'm sorry for your loss.

-Hiya.
-How are you holding up?

So, so.

Tom Knutsson.

I finished the rest of the rackets,
so we can have a proper go now.

Cool.

You going back now?

Of course...

-When are you leaving?
-I don't really know...

We won't make it tonight,
we'll leave tomorrow morning.

Let me know
if you're ever in the area,

or send me a letter or something.

It was nice meeting you.

I get so anxious here.
The movers will have to do the rest.

But we will have
breakfast first, right?

We'll just grab something
on the train.

-But I want to have breakfast here.
-We'll miss the bus.

-Can't we take the next one?
-We'll miss the train.

You had to have breakfast
and now you're not even eating.

Don't forget to tell the movers
not to take the piano and the notes.

-I know. Are you done yet?
-Can't we go for a walk first?

We'll definitely miss the train.

-We could take the next train.
-Are you trying to annoy me?

Can we just not sell the house?

-What?
-Going back makes me anxious.

Can't we stay here,
or can't I stay here?

-And do what?
-Live. I can live and work from here.

I like it so much better here.

-Hey...
-Hey!

I guess I'm a bit winded.

I ran here, maybe I
should've taken the bike.

-Do you want a glass of water?
-Yes... Actually no, wait.

I was thinking, you will get
Nan's and Granddad's piano.

I was wondering if you want
to have it in your house,

or if you want to move
into their house with me?

-What?
-I think I'm in love with you too.

I was wondering
if you'd move in with me.

The piano is quite heavy
so that might be easier.

-You don't think it's a bit early?
-What do you mean?

Moving in together...
We haven't even kissed each other.

What has that got to do with it?

Excuse me...
Do you have any books on Austria?

-Yes, in the Geography section.
-I've looked, but couldn't find any.

Match point, guys!

No!

-You coming for pizza at my house?
-Yeah... I'm coming.

I really like the thick crust.

But why the peppers?
What are they good for?

They're sour.
Give them to someone else!

Subtitles: Mario Bernengo
TC: subtitling