Excuse me, would you mind trading seats?
-Now? -Yes, now.
Thank you very much.
Want to switch again?
Hello?
Who is it?
Please. I'm just a tiny woman, all alone in the dark forest.
-I'm coming to get you! -My man could get here any time.
He who leaves you and fucks others at far too expensive hotels?
-Yes, him. -I see...
Ok, just a small kiss.
You know what I'll do with you later?
-No... -I'm going to grope you!
-No, not grope... -"No, not grope..."
But I'll lick you underneath your chin.
And stick my tongue in your ear, and make you deaf for days...
Hello? Liv?
My husband keeps handcuffs in his dresser.
-Oh, handcuffs... -Do you promise to be nice-
-if I chain myself up before you come?
Well, you know that whatever I'll do to you, it's all for your best.
Ah! I'm so helpless!
Close your eyes. Now I'm standing in front of the bedroom door.
Now I'm opening it. And I'm closing in on the bed.
-I feel your breath between my legs. -No, no... Not so fast.
I'm just sitting down on the edge of the bed.
And then I stroke your cheek.
Then I let my right hand slide down your neck.
Down along your ribs, past your breast.
I don't touch it, I just go past
Then I make a circle around our bellybutton.
Then I continue further down, further down.
And then I start to grope your short and curlies.
-No, don't grope... -"No, don't grope."
-Did you just get hard? -Yes!
But I'm not touching you. I'm just breathing on you.
And... I'll be sitting like this for 10 more minutes.
-I can feel you here already! -No, no!
lm just watching you get wetter.
I feel you. You're almost touching...
I can feel you down there already... Just a fraction of an inch more...
Hello?
Andreas?
-You're the closest relative? -Yes.
-No parents? -His mother is dead.
His father disappeared when he was two years old.
The most severe damage is lumbar, up towards T 10.
That's the nervous system that controls the muscles below the waist.
How long does it take to get well?
It's the actual spinal chord that's damaged. The damage is irreparable.
-But... -Is he going to stay like that?
-For the rest of his life? -We'll start his rehab-
- as soon as the fractures are stabilized.
But will he be able to walk again?
He'll have a large degree of mobility.
But he'll be confined to a chair.
The worst time is usually before one gets used to the idea.
Will there be other things he won't be able to do?
Bladder and rectum functions. But we've got Uridom, enema...
-For the rest of his life? -You'll figure all that out soon.
It's just different techniques.
But what you should be aware of now, are the first depressions.
And they'll come?
One more thing... He's lost his erection.
But there are plenty of tools that can help you when you get to that.
I'm not saying that I think it's going to be easy.
But we think we can get through this.
How's Liv handling it?
She's handling it well. She has to.
It's going to be rough on her.
Yes, rough... But lots of things are going to be the same as it was.
Uncle Carl... Could you hand me the water?
-Ok? -Thank you.
There's... Lots of marriages break up.
Our financial situation shouldn't be a problem.
I've got lots of job opportunities.
But then there's what you dream about...
Andreas, I'll always be here. If you should need me.
I know. You've always been like a father to me.
-Andreas Karlsen? -Yes?
SEVEN MONTHS LATER
Fuck...
Goddamn...
Hello?
1001, 1002, 1003...
1004, 1005!
-Andreas Karlsen? -Yes.
Wagner, from the home help services.
Do you want the ramp up to the door straight, or at an angle?
There are lots of things to do here.
You shall have a new front door. With a remote control. Like for the TV.
I See. But what do I do if there's a power failure?
Is this your wife?
How long does it take to install a door?
-It depends. Is she at work... -What does it depend on?
On how much work there is. It's an old house...
I like it the way it is.
-I can remove the sill if you want. -What?
I said I could remove the sill, if you want.
-How long would that take? -The chair lift will take a few days.
-Do you love her? -Who?
Your wife. Are you planning on growing old in this house?
You know, I think you should concentrate on that ramp.
Sure. But how would you like it?
How would I like it..?
Who needs their legs...
-Hey! -Did you park in the driveway?
I'm getting closer. Shut your eyes.
I'm not touching you.
You're waiting... Shut your eyes.
You smell something.
I'm still not touching you.
I'm waiting...
Your mouth's watering...
Andreas, you don't have to do that.
You're going to leave me again.
I actually tried to find someone else.
It didn't work.
It's you that I want.
Wagner? Is your name Wagner?
Or is that an alias you've been given by the home help services?
No. The fact is...
I am Wagner.
It's too much noise for Liv. She has to practice.
-We're soon finished with the noise. -You're not disturbing me.
"Valse triste", Jean Sibelius, opus 44.
-Yes. -While Paavari's asleep,-
-his mother is dancing with Death.
She thinks Death is her dead husband.
-It's from a play. -Sibelius' brother-in-law wrote it.
-It's fairly poor. -I'll go to bed then.
If I work, I work. The faster it gets finished...
I guess it's quite far to where you live.
Well, actually, I have no home.
But maybe you have a place where I could sleep?
-I had forgotten how messy it was. -I sleep with my eyes closed!
-The mattress is just foam rubber. -That's the best kind.
One grows fat from sleeping too soft.
You can't live... You can't sleep down there.
The alternative is that I sleep in the car.
But there is no shower there.
It won't quit.
Liv... You were faking it.
Everything is just wrong when...
-I know you're not feeling anything. -I'm not?
Should we put a grip in the ceiling?
It would be helpful for Andreas.
-Right... Everything is in order. -Yes.
-Thank you for all your help, Wagner. -Thank you.
I wanted to finish it today.
You can't have your 30th birthday without having seen a real fight.
-Congratulations, by the way. -How did you know?
-Perhaps you have other plans? -No special plans to celebrate it.
I have bought three tickets.
Liv! Are we doing anything special tonight?
I thought we could celebrate quietly here at home.
-Come on! -Wagner has a present, you see.
We won't see anything from here.
Yes! Come on! Come on! Hit him!
It was so stuffy in there, so I started to get a headache.
But I'm fine now. But we'll talk when I get home, Ok?
Fine. Bye!
I was sure you were going to be at home, having a big birthday party.
We were thinking of it, but since we're renovating, it became a hassle.
Yes, perhaps it would be too much for Liv.
-It's a transition. -How so?
It's not like anything has happened.
-You're the same guy you always were? -Yes.
Except for sitting when peeing and having an injection before fucking...
Yes, I guess so...
How is Liv taking it?
Well... She's got her problems.
I'm probably the only man that can't feel anything physical by her touch.
It's not so strange that she misses... Giving you pleasure.
Of course not. It will be all right. It will be all right...
Don't make a problem out of you caring for her.
It's frustrating not being able to give anything back.
Yes, but she must do as she wishes to.
She has to be given the freedom to choose you.
She had to leave to come back.
Let's tango!
-How was Carl doing? -Good!
I think I'll go to bed.
Was I interrupting something? If I did, I'm sorry.
Then it's just as well that I go to bed.
No, no! I have to get up early. My work is done.
It was very nice to have met you. Goodbye.
You can go to bed with Wagner if you want.
-Now you're unfair, and you know it. -No, I mean it!
We had a drink while waiting for you. That was it.
I don't trust you when I know you're frustrated. Maybe that's unfair.
But I know you. Then it's better that you leave me.
Now that we have a chair lift and everything?
-Excuse me... -Andreas...
I mean it! Can't you just go to bed with Wagner if that's what you want?
-Perhaps it's easier if I'm not here. -That's the point! You being here!
Andreas had this notion that I badly wanted to go to bed with you.
Thank you for a wonderful time, Wagner.
It's Kurt. It's really Kurt.
Andreas and I need spend some time alone now. Kurt...
Maybe it's for the best that you don't come here anymore.
But it was really nice to have met you.
Sorry about yesterday. That was stupid of me.
Can't we just forget the whole mess?
What's done is done.
I'm coming to get you!
Mommy...
Where's the champagne?
Where did you find this?
Why... Why are you wondering?
I haven't seen this in 26 years.
I was always humming that melody. It almost drove my mom crazy.
-I thought she gave it back to Kurt. -Kurt?
My dad. This was the only thing he ever gave me.
My mom hated this music box. Where did you find it?
Well, your uncle...
Carl brought it by here a few days ago.
-Wagner? -Are you here?
That was...unexpected.
You forgot your music box.
What the hell... Did you bring it here?
Andreas has got it.
Wasn't that what you wanted?
How's he taking it?
-I said Carl brought it there. -Satan!
Why didn't you tell him that you were his father?
You must have a reason.
Andreas doesn't need me anymore.
It won't be easier for him to accept me now that I've slept with his wife.
Have you got a lot of money on you?
The wheelchair lift and all those things got a bit expensive.
I said that the lift, the remote and those things got a bit expensive.
Hi! Are you awake?
-Wait just a second. -He just came to...
To help out? By chance in the middle of the night while I was sleeping?
We have just talked.
That is, by chance, the only one of your needs that I can fulfil.
This is yours. It's from me to you.
I'm Kurt. l'm your father.
When I heard of the accident, I...
-I know it's a bit late. -I just wanted you to meet.
I didn't know it was your dad until yesterday.
Andreas...
My father?
I'm your father. And I came here to help you.
Thanks for all the help.
-The two of us didn't sleep together. -Sure.
We were just pretending. We stood on the stairs and faked it.
That's your speciality.
Kurt!
-He just needs some time. -He's spoiled. Fucking brat!
Hey!
You just came here to run away again.
Andreas, my only son.
I'm the happiest person in the world!
He isn't thinking of living here?
He can't do that.
You're the one that have to tell him.
-Hi! -Hi.
You're in full swing, I see.
You spend the rest of the day chasing every hour lost in the morning.
Andreas, we have so much to catch up on.
You could have dropped by earlier. I understand that it wasn't so easy.
When I was young and lived at my mom's...
Well, I don't know if you knew this, but...
I grew up in a foster home. That was OK.
But I always knew I wasn't a real part of the family.
I always dreamt that I would get a real family.
A family of my own.
You must understand that it was hard for me to come here.
But it turned out well in the end.
But Kurt...
Dad...
I don't think you can move in here.
Who are going to help you if not me?
You can't even change a light bulb.
Can you?
You're lucky to have a dad that is there for you.
Yes...
You're unusually lucky.
I know.
I don't want to lose you again now.
You can come and visit any time you like.
I only want what's best for you.
-I obviously don't want to intrude... -You're not intruding.
I understand exactly what you mean.
Does Andreas have any clothes I can borrow?
I'll see what I can find.
It was fun faking it with you that night.
I don't know what you and Andreas have talked about.
-But now I want you to get dressed. -You know well what Andreas want.
Go and get dressed.
Andreas wants me to do certain things for him.
So that's what Andreas want...
Liv!
My name is Andreas Karlsen. I'd like to report a rape.
Andreas Karlsen? Did you make the call?
-Did you make the call? -Yes.
He's very strong, so be careful.
Quickly! Quickly...
-What are you doing here? -Tell them what he did.
My dad did it.
-But Andreas, your dad... -We got a report about a rape.
Andreas' dad disappeared when he was two years old.
Liv... Liv, this is nothing to be ashamed of. It's not your fault.
-What are you talking about? -What happened here?
Is it my feelings you want to spare?
-Rape...No. -I saw it with my own two eyes!
Kurt, or my dad, raped her on the washing machine, stark naked.
This dad of yours, where is he now?
He must have gotten scared, and taken off into the woods.
-Have you been drinking? -That doesn't make me see things!
Liv, if we don't file charges, he could come back.
This is serious.
He'll be back.
Why did they get divorced?
-They weren't a good match. -Why not?
To put it plainly, he's no good.
Why not?
His head wasn't right.
His head wasn't right?
Why haven't you said anything about this before?
One doesn't tell a little boy that the father he's been longing for...
...is a total bastard.
I'm 30 years old. I'm not a little boy anymore.
-No. And now I've said it. -But tell me about it.
It's for no good purpose to rake up old grievances.
Why this sudden interest?
It's about who I am as a human being. As a person.
Why did mom want to divorce him?
Your mother was not to blame. I filed the charges against him.
-Filed charges? -Yes.
He almost kicked her to death. She recovered.
But she was never the same again.
-Was that the cause of her death? -Yes.
But Kurt had already done his three months in prison for that crime.
It was impossible to charge him again.
And besides, he was already in prison.
For what?
Murder.
I couldn't live without you.
Relax. He's gone now.
But Andreas, you're not afraid of me, are you?
What kind of gratitude is that? What...
Let go! Do you want this to go on?
Will you continue to fuck my father while I am...
Talking on your mobile phone and spreading false rumours!
Trying to get me locked up. And I only wanted to help.
Please...
-I'm sorry... -Guess where he's been all this time!
-He's been imprisoned for murder! -Your bullshit has to stop!
I talked to Carl.
Carl?
You know that he can't control himself.
He beat his sister half to death with a spanner.
Forced her to testify against me. And I only wanted to protect my family.
Andreas, my man, it's way too late for you to be up and about.
Come here...
You know, I wasn't really mad. I was just startled. Surprised.
-But what's done is done, right? -We'll talk about this tomorrow.
Goodnight, sweetheart. I'll see you tomorrow.
Goodnight.
He's sleeping.
Let me have the car keys.
Hurry up!
Now, where are we going?
I think we forgot Andreas.
Good morning. Here you are.
This is probably yours. Because I certainly don't need it.
I'll put it here meanwhile.
I made them a bit coarse. We have to consider your bowel movements.
How are you doing?
Fine. My bowel movements are good.
-You just don't get tired, do you? -One does the best one can.
-Coffee? -Yes, thank you. Thanks a lot.
The two of us should make a deal. I'll take care of the house.
And you practice four hours before lunch and four hours after.
And no slacking off!
All this business with Andreas has taken some time.
-But we've put that behind us, right? -Yes.
You've got it in you.
I know you've got it in you. But you have to work.
Just wanting it isn't enough.
I know. But I need reminding once in a while.
Yes, it's a big house.
It goes without explaining that you need help.
Or does it?
Anyone can come in here and help themselves to whatever.
So priority number one is safety locks.
You just relax and have a good time.
Where are you going?
Let me know if you are leaving the house.
I'm only saying this because I worry for you...
No more of that now! I can understand you getting a bit self-destructive.
But you can't go out in just your slippers.
I'm only saying this for your own good.
What the hell...
What...
Well, you've been up all night.
What the hell have you tricked me to eat?
I haven't done anything.
What have you given me? You little brat!
Liv! Liv...
Don't leave me here with this bloody psychopath!
Psychopath?
Your mother was an unusually beautiful woman.
I gave you the best mother in the world.
And this is your gratitude?
You threw me out. Your own father.
That was your gratitude.
The only thing I had was an old but beautiful...
...music box.
But you didn't want that.
What have I done..?
But you won't take Liv from me.
It's been a while since you took a bath, or what?
I asked you a question.
I don't need to say everything three times. Go to the bathroom.
My name is Andreas Karlsen. My name is Andreas Karlsen...
I'm sorry...
Someone has dialled emergency. His name is Andreas Karlsen.
-The guy in the wheelchair? -It's got to be. Forget about that!
Everyone has to wash.
Let me have your other hand.
I don't understand why this has to be so difficult.
No please, cut it out...
That thing has no use.
Should we remove it? Snip, snip!
Shut up! I was only joking.
Help! Help!
Andreas, my man... My only son.
Good God, my child! What's happened?
Jesus Christ!
Well, I'll be damned...
Liv! Liv...
What the hell!?
-What do you want? -Don't take that tone with me.
Let go of the brakes. Let go of the brakes, I said!
-Dad... -Andreas...
SEVEN MONTHS LATER
Don't open your mouth until I say so.
-And close it. -No more eating. Time for play.
-No playing, I want to grope you! -No groping!
No, I won't grope you...
Come here...