House of Angels The Second Summer
- Flogfält... -They're on their way.
- Right... Here they come. - I noticed.
Now go on in and explain.
Well...?
It's like this, lwent to getthings in order for you.
And I plugged in this electric space heater and...
Then I left a window ajar to...
But something must have... I put it in the middle of the room.
But something must have blown over on the heater.
I figure that must be what happened.
Are you really going to take that box out?
It's yours.
A letter... addressed to you, Ivar.
It's all right, have a look.
I'm not a big fan of letters...
"Congratulations!"
"While reviewing this week's lottery tickets, we found one of yours."
"Seven numbers came up, which means you have won the sum of...
...214,685 kronor."
-When did you win that money? - Back in January.
Six months ago? That's...
That money's yours.
I figured it would ease things... with the house and all.
It's insured. I'm going to see Ragnar about it tomorrow...
The house is insured, so enjoy your winnings...
Well then, use it for something else.
That's very kind of you, Ivar, but I don't need it.
Let's drink to the winner.
I appreciate it, Ivar...
Who wants a drink?
Let's loosen up here, all right?
Ivar...
There...
Cheers!
So, how are things in Yxared? Same as usual?
Yes, everything's the same. Nothing's changed.
- Damn, you scared me! -They're back. She's back.
Did you hear me? Fanny is back.
What about that dark son of a bitch?
They've got a red roadster and they're at the old geezers' place.
- I've been waiting all year long. -You've got a one-track mind.
Look.
Oh my, what next...?
Christ, isn't that pretty obvious?
I want to watch this!
-They're back. -They're back.
-Are they...? -They're at the brothers' place.
What happened to Angel Farm is just terrible.
I thought they might stay with me.
- I've got lots of room. -What a good idea.
-They've got plenty of room too. - Henning has even more.
Are these any good?
Yes...
Jesus Christ!
You don't sell those movies, do you?
No, we buy them. Hundreds of them...
They're back.
Who?
Your daughter Fanny, and that Zac person.
Have you talked to Mårten? Well?
What's going on?
I'd like to say hello to Fanny and Zac.
- Really... - Hello, Ivar.
- How about opening the door...? - Hello, Henning.
Oh, you've cut your cheek... You look nice without that beard.
- I wanted a change. - It makes you look so young.
-Welcome home. - Not much of one left...
- It's just terrible. -These things happen.
You're welcome to stay at my place. I made up a room for you...
So have we!
We've decided to stay with Gottfrid and Ivar, but thanks anyway.
- She is damn hot! - Hi there, Mårten and Per-Ove!
Hi there, Mårten...- Hi, Per-Ove.
- Man, his hair is long! - It's nice for you to have company.
And not be lonely... Well, brothers are never alone.
"But, but, but"... It's always like that with you. You never do anything!
How do you think that makes me feel?
No, I won't pipe down. If you don't say anything, I will.
I can't take this any longer.
I've had that letter in my possession for 30 years now.
And last year you promised me you would talk to Mårten.
Now will you?
Stop scratching that godawful beard. I can't stand that beard!
Christ, you're a mess!
Who do you think you are, Perry Mason?
Why did you grow a beard anyway?
Perry Mason doesn't have a beard.
Where are you going?
Go to the ICA store and talk to Mårten.
- Let go of the dog! - Go talk to Mårten.
Let Mickel go.
And no more bloody shooting, you hear!
And no more rabbits. I'm fed up with those bloody rabbits!
Will you be home for dinner? Will you?
- Don't I always? -With you, I'm never sure...
Fetch... Good boy.
Now let go...
And...fetch!
I never would have treated you like that!
If I'd won money on the lottery,
I would have handed over half of it to you, straight away.
But you just sat on nearly a quarter of a million kronor
without saying a peep!
What did you plan to do with it?
Go to town and blow the lot...?
Have you squirreled away more money?
That box of yours could be full of bankbooks.
-You'd better check. - I might very well do just that.
- I can't promise any surprises. -What on...?
How could you not tell me?
Your own brother! I feel so hurt that...
There, there... Help yourself to the money if you like.
I don't want your bloody money!
Hunting trophies and an old moped, that's all there's left...
That's what fires do, burn things.
Fanny, it's hard to keep up with you.
Remember last Christmas? You didn't want to come here at all.
Even though you promised the brothers you'd spend Christmas here.
-We were going to Tangiers. -Why?
We've spent Christmas in Tangiers for the past five years.
That's no reason.
He doesn't live there anymore.
-That has nothing to do with it. - So, why go?
Because I...
I want to have a tan.
Right...
- I'm going to rebuild the place. - Really?
Wouldn't it be better to pick a town you actually wanted to live in?
A town I want to live in? Zac...
This is where my roots are. I want to live here.
I pictured us retiring here.
You always say we're going to spend our golden years on Capri.
"When Zac and I get old, we're going to Capri
and spend our days over drinks and gossip."
- It was just a line... -A good one. Capri suits me fine.
Go to Capri, and I'll live here. We can correspond to each other.
You, write letters?
-And you would stay on Capri alone? - Something like that.
I thought you were tired. I'll give you a lift on my moped.
- Do you know how to drive one? - Of course I do.
- Dear little Gotte... - Cut it out!
I'll never trust you again!
You would have found out sooner or later.
And it would have been nice, regardless of when I won the money.
Bloody fool...
What will Fanny think?
Isn't he a fine one, that dad of hers?
Not having the courage to admit that he's her dad. It's wrong...
- Stop that racket! It's late. - Leave him alone.
She must be sad, finding the house burnt down like that.
-Yes... - It's such a shame.
-You've got to keep that in mind. - It's terrible.
I've been thinking, we should...
We should invite them to dinner. All of them.
Gottfrid and Ivar and...
...and Zac...
- Isn't that a good idea? - Sure...
It sure is.
Very clever of you.
Then you could tell everyone.
You know, that Fanny is Mårten's sister.
- How can I get over this? -The money will be useful.
I'm not talking about the money.
I'm concerned that you keep things from me.
You feel that certain things are not my business.
We've been living together for 70 years.
I can't believe it.
That's Gottfrid, he looks like he's three or four.
And that must be Ivar.
-That's Ivar. - No...That's Ivar.
Mmm, right.
You just want to go to sleep. Who are the other two?
- I don't know, friends... - Friends? They all look alike.
- Maybe they're cousins. - Friends, cousins... Lord.
Come on, Fanny, let's sleep. Tomorrow's another day.
Sure, only I can't sleep after a day like this.
Tomorrow's another day... It always is.
Of course tomorrow's another day. There's a pimple on your neck.
Is there?
Where is it?
I was just kidding.
That sounded like a rat.
-Are there rats here? - It is an attic, after all.
-And attics always have rats? -Always.
Hi.
- How did you know I was here? - I figured you might be.
You look nice... Only a little low on hair, though.
And you've gained some.
Rut doesn't like it much.
- How are you? - Fine. What about you?
Fine, under the circumstances.
It's such a shame about the house.
But you can count on one thing, Fanny.
The house, I'll rebuild it for you.
You won't even notice the difference. And the cost...
- I hope the insurance covers it. - Don't you worry.
-There might be money to spare. -You haven't changed.
Speaking of business...
If you recall the last time we were here...
...we agreed on a business proposition that we never concluded.
Nothing was ever put into writing. I'm referring to the woods.
Here's a sales contract.
- 11 million. - 11 million...
- Didn't we say 12? -You said 12, I said 11.
You even said 13, but I say 11.
And 11 it is, because that's what it's worth.
That was a year ago, surely prices have gone up?
Actually, prices have gone down during the recent crisis.
So 11 is a good offer.
Could I sign this later? So much has happened, and...
There will be lots of paperwork for the house, insurance, and everything.
- Have you changed your mind? - I gave you my word. Trust me.
Maybe that isn't a bad idea after all...
You see, Rut wondered if you would like to come to dinner this evening.
-That would be lovely. -We could talk things over.
And there's one more thing...
Have you told anyone about us?
No, I haven't even told Zac.
-What about you? - I haven't told a soul.
It's just that Rut is concerned, so maybe we should.
Rut thinks... It's this business with Mårten.
- Mårten? - Haven't you noticed?
He's sort of "stuck on you".
Stuck on me, he's stuck on every girl in sight.
- Like father, like son. - Like father, like daughter,too.
- Isn't it about time? - I'd like to wait.
-What about Mårten? - Don't worry, I can deal with him.
-Why can't we tell people? - I have my reasons.
You know what you want, my girl. So did Alice.
Hello...?
- Hi, Ragnar. Did I wake you? - Just the person I wanted to see!
- I phoned Düsseldorf... -We weren't there long.
-The fire was a shock. - Just awful...
But the house was insured, right? That's why I'm here.
Certainly. It's well insured.
Ivar is worried that it won't cover the repairs.
Poor Ivar. Well, he doesn't have to worry.
There will be more than enough to cover repairs.
There was a little rot here and there, you know.
So you practically profit from it all.
If there's anything left, you're welcome to it.
I don't think there will be much, but I appreciate your offer.
- How is Anna Lisa doing? -That wasn't Anna Lisa.
She... left me last Christmas.
- For a younger guy? - No, an older man. A banker.
A fairly ugly and unpleasant bloke, but a wealthy one.
Hi. So it was you, Eva?
That's right, Eva's here...
- Did you fall down upstairs? - No, a chair...
Eva is... She's kindly agreed to help me out with the cleaning.
- Now that Anna Lisa is gone. - I see...
With both the shop and this you'll be working around the clock.
Some people have to work, Fanny.
That should do it for now, right?
I want the house rebuilt as soon as possible.
Let me know about the paperwork.
-We're staying with the brothers. - I know.
Eva, could you talk to Ivar? He's so worried.
Maybe you could help him understand that I'm not upset.
I expect he'll take it better coming from you.
Bye... Don't forget to clean under the carpets too.
I like your hair.
- I like short hair on women. - So do I.
Say hello to Zac.
Right...Where's the vacuum cleaner? I might as well get to it!
Was I supposed to tell her that you'd spent the night?
Of course! Don't you think she's spent the night with lots of men?
-That's different... -The difference is that she's a slut!
- I thought we had a relationship! -We have a great relationship.
Only my divorce isn't final. Our time will come.
- I promise it will. -When?
I've never tasted smoked lamb before, it's delicious.
-Actually, this is elk. - Sorry...
- Did you shoot it, Axel? - No, I did.
You shot it? You and a rifle, sounds dangerous...
Well then... Let's raise our glasses.
Mårten...
- Raimat. -We ordered that together, remember?
Cheers!
And a toast to Rut, for a wonderful dinner.
Thank you, Rut. Cheers.
Tell me, Gottfrid...
Have you ever been over to our house before?
No, we haven't. At least, not in here.
We delivered some firewood 30 years ago.
We were served coffee in the kitchen.
When we were walking over here... We saw this old photo yesterday.
Of Gottfrid, Ivar and two other children.
It was their brother and sister.
Did you know they had other siblings?
They live in the US.
Well, Victoria's dead, but Sven lives in New York.
Why not use your money on a trip to New York?
Money?
What money?
Ivar won the lottery.
- How much? - How much, Ivar?
- Just a small sum. -A million?
A small sum...
- 214,685 kronor. - Congratulations, Ivar.
Cheers, Ivar! That would make you a capitalist, right?
I wouldn't go that far, but isn't that a good idea?
If it was my brother I'd take the Concorde to New York.
That might be up to Gottfrid and Ivar.
It was just a suggestion.
Wasn't that a good idea? What do you think, Henning?
- Don't you think it's a good idea? - Mårten... pass the salt.
Right... Family...
Blood is thicker than water.
Family is more important than anything else.
Of course you should go. Go find that brother...
...that father.
I want you to know that I've thought about you a lot, Fanny.
I don't think any of us can picture what it's like
not knowing who your father is...
The emptiness and pain of it.
I remember when my own father passed away.
Not that I knew him...
But at least I knew who he was.
This reminds me of Jesus and Joseph.
At the age of 12, Jesus disappeared.
He was gone for three days.
They found him at the temple.
And Joseph said: "Why did you do it, why make us worry so?"
And Jesus replied: "Why were you worried?"
"Did you not know I must be where my father is?"
Just imagine that, Mårten, that you didn't know who your father was.
You might even have some brothers and sisters.
You could...
Right.
If everyone's finished, we will serve dessert:
Strawberries fresh from our own patch
and cream fresh from our cow.
And Mårten's milked it... picked them himself.
So you can pick strawberries too?
Elkhunting and berry picking, talk about being versatile!
- Hi there. - Hi.
- How was the dinner? - Bloody awful.
-We weren't invited. - Be glad you weren't...
- No one ever asks us over. - It was a family affair.
-Aren't we part of the family? - Not the immediate family.
- It's mostly for Eva's sake. -That's hogwash and you know it!
So I'd have Fanny on one side and Eva on the other?
No, that wouldn't be a good thing.
You should have seen her neckline... It was cut down to here.
And the way she looked at me... Christ!
She's as ripe as ketchup. I'm going to ask her to the dance.
You are?
You don't have the guts. And besides, you wouldn't have a chance.
There's a lot of bugs and animals in that water...
-What do you mean? - Rats and fleas.
No, this is Sweden, it's clean here!
Ow! Help!
Come on...
Don't...
I was only joking, I didn't see anything.
Look at you! You've ruined that expensive bra.
-A little water can't hurt it. -They're not durable, only pretty.
- I expect my stuff to be practical. -You're hopeless.
I was hopeless when I thought we were having smoked lamb.
-And when you mentioned the money. - 214,685 kronor.
It was embarrassing. Why did you bring it up?
Well, wouldn't it be good if they took a trip to the States?
Of course they should go see their brother.
Their sister's gone, and they never saw her again...
Has it occurred to you that they just might not want to?
I think they need to be pushed. I think it's a great idea.
Guys like them have never even been to Göteborg.
-And they've been happy. - It's about time they went places.
I bet they're in bed right now.
And they're pissed off at you for mentioning the money.
-What a lot of bugs! -This is Sweden, remember.
Ivar...
Have you told Fanny that you're her father?
Or haven't you?
Of course I have...
I'm suspicious, you see...
First there was that money you kept under wraps for six months.
I can hardly believe you did such a thing...
So how can I be sure that you really told Fanny that you're her father?
You have to tell her.
She shouldn't have the slightest doubt in her mind.
Go tell her: "I am your father".
Otherwise I'll do it.
Don't you dare! Don't you bloody dare!
It's none of your business.
Our strawberries are a damn sight sweeter
and tastier than those... "hand-picked" berries of theirs!
Hand-picked? I mean, how else do you pick strawberries?
Hi, Henning.
My, you startled me...
Rut...
- Look at all these nice flowers! -Yes.
-Would you like some coffee? - No...
Tea?
Tosca cake? I baked it myself.
- No, I'd like to talk to you. -Talk?
- It's... about Axel. - I see.
And about me and...
There's this letter.
"Dear Axel,
This is a difficult letter to write, but here goes.
I'm pregnant...
And you're the father.
It must have happened that time we went to Mullsjö together.
I know you love Rut.
I want to keep the baby, but I don't want to ruin your marriage."
It's from Alice...
Fanny's mother.
Alice?
"...don't tell... It will be our secret."
Axel is Fanny's father.
How long have you had this?
30 years.
- I opened it by mistake... -Axel has known for 30 years?
No, he found out last year.
I've had it for 30 years... It was a mistake.
Why haven't you mentioned it?
- I couldn't bring myself to do it. -To be honest, I'm not surprised.
Axel won't tell Mårten. Mårten doesn't know.
-What about Fanny? - She found out last year.
She had to be told once she came here.
What do you want me to do?
Why did you marry him?
You know what he's like...
I don't know!
Rut, Rut...
Everything will be all right. We'll work this out.
Ivar's coming.
It was a lovely dinner, thank you.
Well, Ivar, it's been a while since you were here.
Have a seat.
-April weather... - Right.
Right...Well...
There's something I'd like to talk about...
You see, 30 years ago... And then some...
I was going with Alice.
-Alice? - Fanny's mother.
We were seeing each other for a while, and then she left town.
So, I am...
...Fanny's father.
I figured I might as well tell...
Because I want to...
How should I put this? ...do the right thing.
I didn't even know she existed.
And I was wondering if you could speak to her?
What do you think?
Don't tell anyone.
- It's nobody's business. - Good.
I figured I might as well rebuild it properly.
Like putin a huge bathroom with a Jacuzzi.
-A what? -You and Ivar should have one.
He's in such a state now that he thinks he caused the fire.
I keep telling him that old electrical circuits can short out.
It's not like it's his fault.
But he seems to want to feel guilty.
And when I talk to him about going to the US, he acts...
- Have you talked about it? - Sure.
But I can't pin him down.
- So you think it's a good idea? - Of course I want to see the US.
I sure do!
- Have you considered it before? - Now and then.
Only it's been impossible to talk him into it.
He won't even go to Göteborg.
- Do you want to go? - I do!
I've always wanted to go to America.
Gottfrid... Have you ever had a girlfriend?
You once mentioned someone called Lena, remember?
That was a long time ago.
Things never worked out.
-Zac and I will make dinner tonight. - Good.
Then we won't have to face Ivar's meatballs again.
I'll just run the moped to the store. Want a lift?
I'd rather walk.
-What about that leg of yours? - I'll be fine.
Now watch your step.
I was worried that you might run me over...
It was a bit scary seeing that old thing again.
- Oh, that's right... - So it's still running?
- It's about all I have left. - I was on my way to see you.
Rut came over, and she had this letter...
-You don't need to worry. -You know what's in it.
-Then Ivar turned up. - I'll take care of it, I promise.
Don't worry. In time, everything will be sorted out.
- I felt it was my duty... - I understand.
But I'm sure everything will be sorted out in time.
-Time heals all wounds. - So they say...
- Right. See you in church then. - Sure, on Sunday. Bye.
Eva, didn't you order two boxes of caramels last week?
-Yes. -Then where are they?
- I'm sorry, I forgot. - I'll go phone it in.
Per-Ove...?
- Could I have a few hours off? -Where are you going?
To see Ragnar. I need to talk to him. I just can't concentrate.
I can't work, all I think about is what he told Fanny.
That I was just there to do the cleaning.
Do you know why he said that?
I suppose it was because his divorce isn't final yet.
- So what happens when it's final? -We'll get married.
- Did he say that? -As a matter of fact, he did!
- How much had he had to drink? - Stop it!
Things were messy with Mårten, but this is even worse!
Mårten... I need a real man.
She's on her way here. Fanny.
This is it. I'm going to make her an offer she can't refuse.
I'll offer her my body and my soul. Got any rubbers in stock?
-You don't have the guts. - Hi!
- Great dinner yesterday. -All I did was buy the wine.
You bought the wine? what kind? Raimat...
Well, you bagged the elk and picked the berries too.
I'm going to make bouillabaisse. Do you have any fresh fish?
No.
I bet you know how to fish, Mårten.
I probably won't be able to catch any by tonight, though.
-Will frozen fish do? - Sure.
I'll go see what we've got.
What's the biggest fish you ever caught?
-There's a dance on Friday. - Really, sounds like fun.
Berth Idoffs are playing. They're like Sten & Stanley...
Only Berth Idoffs are... They're outstanding.
-What kind of a dance is it? - It's outdoors.
I mean, what kind of dancing? Like this, or this, or...?
It's an ordinary dance, you dance however you like.
And how do you dance?
I dance the ordinary way. I guess...
I just thought if you weren't busy, and you felt like coming along...
It's lucky you turned up. Mårten was telling me about a dance this Friday.
Great, what do you think I should wear?
-What you've got on is fine. - Isn't it nice?
- It's outdoors. -Yummy! Hope it doesn't rain.
We'll go anyway.
-There's cod, coalfish and haddock. - I'll take all three.
And some saffron and mussels too.
-You coming on Friday, Per-Ove? - Maybe...
Of course you will. You like to dance, don't you?
Leave my brother alone! And we don't have any cod, coalfish or haddock.
In fact, we don't have anything in stock for the likes of you!
You're not welcome here, I'm sick of riff-raff.
You with your big-city ways, asking for eggplant and bouillabaisse!
I know what a bouillebaisse is, but we don't stock fancy goods.
You'll have to settle for sausages and meatballs like everyone else.
Go play your dirty games with that fool somewhere else.
- Shut up! -They're perverts, you fool!
You can't tell what's what about them!
Look at his long greasy hair and her little-boy hairdo.
Good luck telling who's the man and who's the woman!
Isn't it awfully hot in here?
Let's go to the Co-op instead.
See you on Friday.
- Damn it, don't point! -You going to ask her to dance?
Take it easy, I'm just playing it cool.
- Body and soul... Body and soul! - Shut up!
She's dancing with Ragnar.
She's not dancing with him, she's holding him up.
Hello.
- Can you jive? -What?
Can you jive?
Nice.
I've got one too, only mine is bigger.
- Have you asked Fanny to dance yet? - No, I don't know... She...
You have to ask her now, otherwise you'll have to ask me.
She...
No.
Ragnar only spins in one direction, I feel queasy.
- How are you? - Fine. Mårten wants to dance.
If I asked you to dance, what would you say?
- He'd say yes. - May I?
- I'll take your jacket. -Thanks.
Well, Mårten, take your pick. Want to dance like this or like this?
-You're a good dancer. -Thanks.
- Lovely meal... -Where are you going?
I'm going out to Lucky, she'll drop that foal any day now...
Right now? But we were going to the dance.
-Why would we do that? -Why?
Because Mårten took Fanny to the dance and needs checking up on.
Hasn't that registered? Don't you understand?
You know what goes on there, yet you haven't said a word to Mårten.
Why haven't you told him? You should have told him a year ago.
And you want to go see Lucky!
You're unbelieveable!
Are you planning on just sitting there?
Are you quite finished?
It should be as plain as the little nose on your face
that this issue is more complicated than it seems.
-That's my point! - Let me finish!
Sure, talk all you like... Go on.
I have more to consider than myself, I have to consider the farm.
I have to consider...you.
When did you ever consider anyone besides yourself?
- May I finish? -You only think of yourself.
- Never about Mårten and me. - I have spoken to Fanny.
She assured me that she
can deal with Mårten.
Nothing will happen between Fanny and Mårten.
If you don't trust your own son, then you should realize
that Fanny wouldn't knowingly fool around with her own brother.
Do you think I trust Fanny? Or Mårten?
Or, above all, that I trust you? I don't trust men.
You're all alike. So even if I did trust Fanny, I don't trust Mårten.
He is your son, after all, and he's just like you.
Men are all alike. I'll have you know
I regret ever marrying you, you're no bloody good!
You know very well what goes on at those dances.
In their cars... Boobs and whiskey and all that.
Then they go screwin the... Exactly like you and Alice!
I can't forget it, not for 30 years. I know what you did.
You and Mårten are alike, I can tell that he's just like you.
What are you up to?
-What are you trying to do? - Nothing...
You're sloshed and dizzy from dancing.
Do you want to kiss me? All right, only kiss me here.
-That's like kissing your sister. - Exactly!
Speaking of sisters, where's Vendela?
In Göteborg, I guess.
Why talk about her? Would you want to discuss your brother?
I don't have a brother. Are you mocking me?
- I was just kidding around. -You know something I should know?
No. What would that be?
I mean like if there's talk... That people talk...
-You know, talking... - Everybody's talking about it.
- Everybody? -You know what this place is like.
It's all everybody's been talking about all week.
I mean, all that's missing is that Henning brings it up in church.
- How does that make you feel? - It's nice...
It's understandable to want to see your family.
Only I don't believe it.
You can't even get them to go to the market in Ulricehamn.
Gottfrid doesn't even go to church anymore.
So, how could you think you'd get them to go to the States?
What? Was it something I said?
No, it's too complicated to explain...
But I'm sure I'll get them to go to the States.
- I don't think you will... -They need to see their brother.
-Want to bet on that? -What do I get if I win?
-What do I get? -What do you want?
You're so damn good-looking...
Would you like a kiss?
If you win...
- I already have. - Don't be too sure!
I'll get them to go to the States if it's the last thing I do!
Well, Ivar, we're in New York...
And Sven... Sven...
Just look... Have you ever seen anything like it?
TV doesn't do it justice.
Fanny, thank you for suggesting this.
And you too,Zac. - Sven...
- It's amazing. -Talk about fast...
It's amazing. Ivar...
Can you believe it, we're here. We're really here.
Ivar, have you seen the buildings?
How many storeys high are they? Must be hundreds...
It's amazing...
No, I never pictured this.
My, oh my...
Do you really live here?
Sweet Jesus...
Is this where he lives?
What's bothering Ma?
Nothing's bothering your mother.
Something's up, we've had sausage rings for dinner all week.
-All right, something's wrong. -What, is it Vendela?
- If it is, I'll go get her. - It has nothing to do with Vendela.
Then what's the problem?
It has something to do with you.
I know I'm a pain. If it's about the jeep, I'll pay up.
It's more serious than that.
If it's about you and Ma...
Well, don't do anything stupid, Dad.
I'm your son. I'm not a kid, so talk to me.
Really...
Sven, this is for you.
- Ivar... - Let's break them in.
Should we be having a drink already?
Just a little...
Stop. That's fine.
Hold it steady, Gotte.
Packs a punch, doesn't it?
All right, Sven. -Translate this for me.
This cane belonged to our father.
It was a gift from his friends on his 50th birthday.
He gave it to me because I needed it.
I'd like you to have it, in memory of our father.
-This calls for... -Another shot.
There will be wine with dinner...
Don't scold us. - Pour me another.
Cheers!
If it isn't the slackers...
- Sitting around and thinking. - Someone's got to.
Nice to see you for a change, Eva.
She cleans for posh people now.
-Will you pick me up tonight, dear? -Absolutely, dear.
Had a good night's sleep?
Seeing the pair of you makes a person feel sorry for mankind.
Say, Ragnar...
Drive carefully...
...dear.
Is that the dog, or have you been farting?
That jerk...
I wonder how they're doing.
Gottfrid and Ivar.
- I expect they're having breakfast. - It must be evening over there.
Like I said, dinner...
That's about the only time Ivar ever opens that trap of his.
Isn't that right, Elvis?
And here comes a steamer. Toot!
- Maybe I should go check on Gottfrid. -Why?
- He might fall off the roof. - He's so happy he'd fly.
- Need a hand? - Just keep an eye on the bottle.
Gotte's done a thing or two. Christ...
I've really tried to persuade Gotte that we should come over here.
Tell him that I've tried.
He's glad you suceeded.
Where's Fanny?
Fanny...Taking us here...
...it's the best thing that's ever happened to me.
Thinking about how you've planned this brings tear to my eyes.
And how Ivar didn't want to go...
You've been wonderful.
You helped me persuade Ivar to come along.
I wonder how they're doing.
Look, I've lost some weight, Rut.
New York... It's a terrible place, bad things happen all the time.
-That's going too far. -Always shooting at each other...
-We see that on TV. -You only hear about bad news.
Nothing happened the six months I lived there.
-You never told me you were there. - No one's asked.
- In Harlem. - In Harlem, really?
Only black people live there, you don't dare get out of your car...
Rut... I'd love to show you the world.
Are you free in September?
I'll close the church, no one goes to the services anyway.
Axel wouldn't miss you, would he? Say yes, Rut.
I'll foot the bill.
- No... -Yes.
-You're out of your mind. - Make yours up.
It might be too late tomorrow.
Come on, Rut, say yes.
Just imagine that I did say yes, what would you do?
Fanny, could you ask Sven what we're going to see first?
-Where are we going? -To see the Statue of Liberty.
We've seen it lots of times on TV.
And we're going to a restaurant.
We haven't been to a restaurant for years.
-What did he ask? - If you like Indian food.
What does he mean, Redskins?
No, the Indians that wear turbans.
What do you think of the coffee?
-You could water plants with it. - Strange...
Seeing that coffee comes from America.
- Don't put your knife in your mouth. -This is great, you should try it.
Sven told us that Dot used to play the piano
and he still has it tuned twice a year, and he's sad...
He thinks it's sad that no one plays it.
Gottfrid can play the piano.
Nonsense, I play the organ at home...
-You won't have to work the pedals. -You make me look like a clown.
Sven would like you to play for us.
Would Sven like me to play?
Like what?
-Your favorite piece. - Right...
So Sven would like to hear me play.
Well, I will. I will...
- I'll go get ready. -And occupy the bathroom for hours?
-You have to listen to Gottfrid. - I do?
Mind your step on the stairs.
Could I reach out and touch it?
What do you think, Ivar?
-Who the hell was that? - José, he's coming along.
How could you say I would be glad to see him?
- He'll go on and on about our show. - He won't talk about the show.
That's all he ever talks about!
- Could we go somewhere else? - He'll be here in ten minutes.
Am I supposed to tell him we don't want to see him?
-We were going dancing. - Right, so we won't be talking.
Come on, don't be such a fussy old lady.
-You're acting like an old lady. - I don't want to go.
You mean I should go alone?
I should go alone?
Once again: I'm supposed to go on my own?
Sometimes you're just pathetic!
Look, it's my little melancholy man, plinking away at the piano.
When are you going to learn to play properly?
- It's four a.m. -That's better than five.
- How did you get home? - I walked.
- Christ, you're totally insane! - I know how to get around here.
To tell you the truth, this kid stole my purse so I couldn't take a cab.
Now if I were to say:
What's the first thing that comes to mind when you think of Cabaret?
-The Master of Ceremonies. -You would think of him.
But what's the second thing to come to mind?
Liza Minnelli.
You don't look at all like her, that's for sure.
I think I look a lot like her, now that my hair's short.
I walked home thinking about New York and Liza Minnelli.
That movie is set in Berlin.
- But she sang about New York. - Not in that movie.
West Side Story, that one's about New York.
- But Liza Minnelli's not in it. - No, she isn't.
We were talking about it, you know...
We were talking and he said he liked my short hair.
- "You look like Liza," he said... -Who do you mean?
The elevator attendant, who do you think?
Can I say something to you?
If there's anyone's opinion you shouldn't ask for, it's his.
There is no one around with less backbone.
He has no morals what so ever, he's like a fucking... dishrag.
Says the man who had an affair with him for six months.
-That was a mistake. -All your affairs are mistakes.
We can't go here or there, because a mistake lives there.
Your mistakes are everywhere.
All that's left is Angel Farm, we'll have to move to Yxared.
No mistakes there, or are there?
Lighten up! Why are you so goddamned boring, so pretentious?
You spend six hours in the bathroom creating your mysterious persona.
If people only knew how dull you are!
At any rate, we discussed Liza. Listen to me!
He told me I look like her and it's actually a great idea.
The Dietrich thing is shot and all we have is your balloon titty thing.
And since we're changing the show, we could put some Liza stuff in.
Just why were you discussing changing the show?
I mentioned the flop in Düsseldorf.
Really... There was no flop in Düsseldorf.
- Düsseldorfwas a major flop. - It was not...
If there are only seven people in the theater, it's a hell of a flop.
-There were 27 people there. -Then 20 must have been in the john.
Am I right, or am I right? Don't I look like Judy Garland?
All I need are bigger boobs.
But that's life, you've got a big nose and I've got small boobs.
- Something wrong with the dress? - I'm trying to look like Liza.
I'm trying to show you what I mean.
What are we doing in New York?
- Good question. I know why I'm here. - So do I.
I'm here to help little Fanny play the heroine again.
- I never asked you to come along. - Right, you just assume I will.
If you don't like it, go buy a ticket to somewhere.
Go see one of those friends here you also brag about.
Make another mistake.
Dear Fanny,
I'm sorry to do this
but it's the only way.
I couldn't tell it to your face, it would be too painful.
It's time we went our separate ways.
Maybe we took each other for granted.
Maybe you haven't realized what I really want.
Maybe I haven't made myself clear.
Last night made it clear we can't go on like brother and sister.
It's not working.
For me, it's like the game has gone too far.
I love you, and I want you to be happy.
It's better that I leave.
Forgive me for going like this, but I couldn't think of another way.
I'm going to Albuquerque, to see Lester, the guy we met in Madrid.
You're right, the show is getting pretty lousy.
Singing the same songs over and over again, going nowhere...
I lied about the gig in Vienna.
Kurt must have told them about Düsseldorf, so they cancelled.
Don't worry about me, but think of me sometimes.
Maybe we'll meet again one day.
I love you, now and always...
Zac.
Why make things so complicated?
He'll be back.
He'll be back, I promise.
- Not this time. - Oh, yes...
Some people are made for each other, like you and Zac.
-That's why he'll be back. -You and I are made for each other.
Right, exactly...
Why didn't you ever get married? You'd have been a wonderful father.
So would Ivar.
Hasn't he talked to you yet?
He's tried to, but he hasn't really said anything yet.
Then you've got to take charge and say:
"Am I your daughter, or not?" He can't bring himself to say it.
He can't make his mind up to do it.
So you'll have to find out for yourself.
- It feels difficult today, Rut. - Does it?
You know you're so good at this, your sermons are the best.
Everyone says so. The church isn't full,
but there are 20 people here. I've checked.
- It's about time. We said half past. - I'm here now.
Henning always starts on time.
So...what is it?
-You said you wanted to talk. -Yes, it's...
- It's about your sister. -You want to talk about Vendela?
It's not about Vendela... It's Fanny.
-You said it was about my sister. -That's right...
You see, I've been trying to tell you this for a long time...
A few years before you were born...
Alice and I had a little...
-What? - Just once.
What the hell...?
The service is about to begin.
What would I do without you, Rut?
You'd manage just fine.
- Stop it... - I don't want to.
Don't!
- Rut, please... - No!
- It's impossible. - It will be fine...
Stop it!
Does Ma know?
How odd of him not to begin.
You can't tell me something like that and just clam up.
I love you, don't you understand?
I love you.
Not now. Another time...
Please, Henning. Stop it.
Axel is out there, and my son, Mårten.
Sit down and pull yourself together.
I'll go out first.
You come in later.
Ivar, tell it to Sven. Fanny can translate.
Well...This door-to-door salesman met the chief of police
and the chief of police asked him how things were going.
But the salesman figured it was none of his business and said:
"I'll have you know that some days I sell nothing
while on others days I sell twice as much!"
-Translate it! - I didn't get the joke.
"Some days I sell nothing,
other days I sell twice as much."
Oh, twice as much of nothing...
The cowslips!
Gottfrid wants the one about cowslips.
This salesman has earned some money so he was taking the train home.
The train stopped at a station and stayed a hell of a long time.
The salesman was fed up and turned to the conductor
and asked if he could go pick some cowslips.
There aren't any cowslips, the conductor said.
It doesn't matter, the salesman said, I've got some seeds.
Tell him the one about the cowslips.
The cowslips... I love that one.
- How are you doing, Gottfrid? - I'm fine.
We're having a good time. The cowslips, do the one about the cowslips.
That's the best one...
-Would you like to rest a little? -There's nothing the matter with me.
Go have a rest, Ivar, if you're tired. Go on.
If you're too tired to tell us the cowslip joke...
We were having such a goodtime... Such a goodtime...
He... he had a heart attack.
We went to the hospital and that's where he passed away.
Gottfrid is dead.
Lift...
Gottfrid...
...Alvar Pettersson.
You finally made it to church.
You didn't care much for clergymen and God's house.
You must have thought: Why should I go to church?
And, indeed, why should Gottfrid have come here?
Excuse me.
Why should Gottfrid come here?
He who personified and embodied
everything that Christianity and love are about.
Gottfrid obeyed no commands or decrees.
Gottfrid obeyed his heart.
A heart which was pure and true.
And filled with love for his fellowman.
A heart that guided him through joy and sorrow.
A heart that was open to the miracle we call life.
I'll go get him.
You're the image of your mother.
Seeing you makes me happy.
Gotte used to scold me for never saying what I wanted to say.
And I guess he was right...
In my opinion, you say all that is necessary.
Alice and I were going to get married.
Erik felt I wasn't the right man, but he was wrong.
And then she went away.
But you are here.
And wherever you go, I know that you exist,
and that's enough for me.
The last time I met Gottfrid...
That was a few weeks ago, right here,
when he came to our home for a little dinner we gave...
That's when Fanny came up with the idea of going to the States.
It meant a lot to Gottfrid.
And I figured it might be the right opportunity to...
But then again maybe this is the right time...
...to reveal a secret...
...that I, that we, have kept for quite some time...
You see...
I think I'll take it from here.
It's...
It's hard to talk about someone who has meant so much to me.
A year ago, I didn't know Gottfrid or Ivar.
But during this past year...
Even if it's only been a few months,
Gottfrid and I grew very close.
I know that Gottfrid would like...
If he were here now he would say, stop it, Fanny.
Life goes on, don't be so sentimental.
But I do know that he would like me to tell this secret.
I've only known it for a year.
Gottfrid was not just anyone.
He was my uncle for real.
I've found my father.
Ivar.
Axel, I'll try to forgive you...
But for 30 years it's weighed on me, so it's not going to be easy.
And there's something else.
There is... another man.
And he's asked me to go away with him.
I was very tempted.
But I've promised you...
What a day.
-Thank you for coming. - I had to come.
But I'm not staying.
- I won't be staying... - I'm leaving tomorrow.
-Where to? -Vienna.
- Did we get the contract? - I got a contract.
I'm going to do a new show.
I'm getting in touch with Black Magic.
Those fat, disgusting old cows. They can't even sing.
-They're good dancers, though. -When they're not drunk.
Fanny, there's no place in your life for me anymore.
What do you mean?
Why didn't you tell me about Ivar?
- It was complicated. -All the more reason to tell me.
It was so complicated I didn't know the truth myself.
Is Ivar your father?
- Is Ivar really your dad? -Why do you ask?
I wouldn't have thought so.
-Who did you think it was? -Axel.
- I meant what I wrote. - Let's forget about that letter.
I've read it and everything, but I can't picture life without you in it.
Angel Farm, Ivar, everything... Nothing matters if you're not here!
- I love you. -And I love you.
I mean I really love you.
I love you for real, see.
Don't you get it? You're my whole life.
No more secrets?
No.
No more secrets.
There is one thing you could do for me.
-What? - Shave off that beard.
Surely you could do that? You don't look good in a beard.
-Are you certain about... Ivar? -Yes, I am.
-And about signing this? - Sure, where do I sign?
-What are you doing? - Just checking that I did it right.
Right...You haven't changed.
Stand still so I can write.
What's this? We agreed on 11 million.
You told me prices had gone down. Six million is enough for me.
People always say I'm a stingy bastard.
- But I never cheat my own. - Exactly.
Go on, I've got to say goodbye to my dad.
And I have a boat to catch.
I wonder if I'll ever figure you out, my dear girl.
I hope not.
- See you at Christmas. - In the new house?
Ivar, we could use some firewood.
If you come by tomorrow, there'll be coffee in the kitchen.
Sure, sounds good.
I'll drop by in another 30 years for a second cup.
- Bring that brother of yours along. -This young lad will do the hauling.
Listen...
Give my regards to Rut and thank her for singing.
I'll do that.
You've given them our itinerary and our phone numbers, right?
Sven tells me the two of you are going to Vienna together.
- In a few weeks. - If that's what Sven says...
Offer him some of that green liqueur and you'll have a jolly trip.
Oh no, I'm never buying that stuff again.
-Will you be all right? - Fanny, my dear...
Now that fate gave me a daughter, I'll be all right.
And you, drive carefully, this is valuable cargo.
I'm the driver, and he's valuable too.
When we get back, we'd like the house to be warmed up.
Right... I'll talk to the fire dept. so it will be done properly.
That was some summer...
I hope she drives carefully.
Say, Sven...
I'll have to teach you Swedish.
I hope it won't rain.
I will never forget you, Fanny.
- I have another secret. - Oh no, what is it?
I haven't known for long...
This might come as a shock...
I'm pregnant.
Really, and who's the father?
That's a good question...
It was a stupid question. I'm the father, you're the driver.
Now drive, so we make it to Vienna on time.