Hello! Listen...
Please, I've been looking for a parking space for 20 minutes now.
I'm going to wedding.
Are you listening to me? I know I'm in the wrong.
But my son is getting married. Isn't there a speck of kindness in you?
Yes, but you can't park there.
- I'm only doing my job. - What a bloody awful job.
- Should I put it on the car... - You can stuff it up your ass!
Fucking cow.
Excuse me... What did you say?
- Nothing. - You said "fucking cow".
When I said "up your ass", you said "fucking cow".
Those are your words. I've never said "fucking cow" in all my...
"Fucking cow" is the worst thing a person can say!
If it wasn't that, what did you say?
I said: "I'll put it there for now".
I can report you for this.
And I can report you for harassing a public official. Assaulting.
- Did I hit you? - You hit my cap.
You harassed a private citizen. You don't call someone a "fucking cow".
Stuff it up yourself, you fucking cow!
Hello! You haven't started yet, that's great. Good luck!
Jesus Christ!
Sorry I'm late, Mattias. I love you.
- Nice of you to show up. - I was called a "fucking cow".
- What are you talking about? - A traffic warden... Stand up.
Sit down.
She looks like she's 14.
This is insane, they're still children.
- She looks insane? - She's pretty, but they're so young.
Now make your vows in the presence of this congregation.
I, August Mattias Ek...
Take thee, Anna Cecilia Österlund...
He's only doing this as a demonstration against us.
...as my lawful wedded wife.
- For better or for worse. - And remain faithful unto you...
And remain faithful unto you...
...until death us do part.
Ring-a-ding-ding.
Steady as she goes...
What can I say? I'm happy.
I'm looking at you two. This is serious.
Hi.
- Are you sure you don't want some? - Yes.
- Why don't you go ahead? - No, I'll take it easy tonight.
- And watch some TV? - I'm going to defrost the freezer...
You can't spend a Friday night defrosting the freezer, Mum!
- Of course you can. - Sure, but is it any fun?
You never have fun. All you ever do is the laundry or the cleaning.
You do crossword puzzles or watch TV. That's not much of a life, is it?
Is it?
This could be nice: "Wenche Myhre, 50 years on stage"...
- Do you enjoy defrosting the freezer? - No, but I like that performer.
Some aren't any good, you know.
- Like Jill Johnson. - Is she in something?
Yes. I don't think she's any good.
She's on "Crossword" tonight, so I won't watch that.
She's too much.
Too glamorous... It's all an act.
- But Wenche Myhre actually sweats. - Is that how you spend your time?
Being annoyed with the guests on "Crossword"?
- No. - But you're saying Jill's a joke?
Well then... It was fantastic to see you in church today.
Very moving.
We were just talking about how good you look together.
And no you're man and wife. You've always been something of...
You've been philosophical all your life.
I'm very moved.
I thought of something the philosopher Martin Buber once said,
that the basic unit of a living society consists of two people.
That means that our encounter with this other person creates us.
We are created through our encounters with others.
That's an inspiring thought when it comes to marriage.
That's just the way things are. Go on, Lotta.
Don't waste your time here with me. "Green Rooms" is on first.
Why don't you come along and have a drink? A glass of wine.
"A fighter", four letters. "Stubborn"...That's too long.
They're tricky. "April man"... That could be...
If it had been three letters, I could have put in "Åke".
- Your dad's birthday was in April. - Dad's not here anymore.
Why don't you do things on your own?
When Dad was here, you went out all the time. Didn't you enjoy that?
- Didn't you have fun? - Yes, I did.
- Don't you want to have fun again? - Liselotte, you don't understand.
What? How hard is it to go out dancing or have a drink?
Go out and have a drink on your own.
I could never go to a bar. Those days are over.
- Can you picture your mum at a bar? - Yes.
My life is here.
This is the way things are, this is my life right now.
Well, Mattias, you know...
...how things are. Your mother and I are getting a divorce.
This situation is something of a paradox.
So when you walk this winding road, and there will be twists and turns...
But don't worry, remember Fellini's words.
He said something like:
"I problemi dell'amanti sono renovazione dell'amore."
"Marital quarrels and problems bring the renewal of love."
By this I mean that I believe in the institution of marriage.
Marriage is a worthy pursuit. You are an inspiration to us today.
As Brel put it: "La tendre guerre" - the tender war.
- Don't you want to meet people? - No.
You'd rather watch TV all alone?
- What's wrong? - Nothing's wrong.
By the way, I made an appointment for you.
- What are you talking about? - That...
I asked my gynecologist if she could give you a check-up.
I don't understand. Why would I need to go to a gynecologist?
- I have stomach pains. - Everything's connected.
So she can probably see what's wrong.
Why would you do something like this?
Why do you attack my life?
My stomach is my business. I won't go to that kind of a doctor.
If you like that sort of thing, do it yourself.
Mothers don't traditionally make wedding speeches, I know.
And the fathers have done a good job already, my ex-husband in particular.
As usual, he has quoted everyone from great men to crabs.
That is why I would like to talk about my beloved son Mattias,
and about Anna, who I don't know that well yet.
You haven't known each other for very long. A year?
And I'd like to talk about marriage, too.
Since my ex-husband has made our divorce so public.
The paperwork has been completed, and everything is finalized.
And I'd like to tell you, Henrik, that something happens...
...when you spend 20 years together.
There are lots of wonderful moments, but you become invisible.
Henrik can dazzle people with quotes.
And what about me? I've tried to study, to be someone.
But it's hard with Henrik around.
And when I finally say something...
...he turns into this lovable, crazy Italian.
You're crazy! Talking about our divorce at this wedding.
So I won't do that. I just want to wish you...
...the very best of luck.
Okay. I just want to say thank you.
Thank you.
Hello...
...again.
I'm Elisabeth Staf.
You're welcome.
You can put your clothes back on, because we'll start by talking.
When you're ready, come and sit.
God...
Sorry. There was such a traffic jam out front...
Your bag is under your top.
Yes, she went in. All by herself.
I think she felt strong today.
I saw her go into the doctor's office, but I don't know when she'll be done.
I'm not sure she knows about getting undressed
and putting your legs up in those stirrups. It's tough on her.
Because she never shows herself...
Of course she doesn't want to show her...
Could you inch down a bit closer? And I'll just lift your skirt...
God, I feel so naked.
It's been ten years since your last examination. You can handle it.
Let's give it another go.
One leg... And the other.
Now come closer. Rest on your behind.
Now I'll lift your skirt... just a little. That's it.
Is that okay?
I'll start a standard examination. The procedure is painless.
I'll be using a spatula that looks like this.
Here. And some lubricant.
- How do you feel? - Just fine.
My, that's bright...
Blue light is good.
Blue light has... extra strength.
- Unlike... - Gudrun.
- So far, so good. - Good.
Okay? Everything looks normal.
The next step is to check your ovaries and your womb.
- More lubricant. - Are you going to put your hand in?
- Please... - You can do it, I know you can.
- Inch down a bit closer. - It feels better now...
Nice curtains... Those red tulips...
It's nice to have something pretty... That hurts!
That's because I'm feeling your ovary.
You should have a picture on the ceiling...
- That hurts too. - Your other ovary.
Right... perfectly normal.
Look, I won't be sending in that parking ticket.
And I won't report you.
I'll just give you an ultrasound scan, and we're done.
I will be inserting this, so I'll put a condom on it.
- God, oh my God... - Exactly, my job...
What a bloody awful job you have!
- Sorry... - I help people.
- More lubricant. - More lubricant.
Would you like to have a look?
Look at the screen. Let's see...
Everything looks perfectly normal. I took a Pap smear.
If you don't hear from us in the next two weeks, everything's fine. But...
...as far as I can tell... everything looks good.
Thank you.
Hi. Were you thinking of parking here?
That's a "no waiting" sign. Move on.
- 410 here, over. - Can you deal with a complaint?
- What address? - Kungsgatan 5. A loading zone.
Kungsgatan 5, a loading zone.
Kungsgatan 5, a loading zone. Roger. - Gudrun Nyman speaking.
What's this? Hi, Tias.
- What's this? - A dog.
- Who's dog? - Anna's and mine.
Darling... What do they say?
"A pipe, a dog, a pair of slippers, and you're done for."
You get so tied down.
A dog will tie you down. All you need now are children.
- Has Dad been here? - No, absolutely not.
He came over to our place yesterday. We talked about you.
- You have to talk to him. - It's impossible to talk to your dad.
- He's trying to reach out. - Only because of the divorce.
He hasn't made an effort before.
He's devastated.
There he is in town and here you are in the bloody country.
- What do you do in the evening? - Have fun. I go out dancing.
Who do you dance with? Do you dance with different guys?
I'm 41. Aren't I allowed to go out dancing?
- You go out alone. - What's wrong with that?
It's cheap. You're my mother, you can't go out like some...
Is it only for people in their 20s?
You don't go out, you stay home!
What if you meet one of your patients? Do you go out with your patients?
Can't doctors go out? I happen to love to dance.
Okay.
Then go ahead, go out dancing.
With those... bloody guys you dance with.
Hi!
Hello again.
I'll come over after this dance. Order a "today's special" for me.
- It's a bit late for lunch... - Funny!
Hi, Liselotte. It's Mum. I took your advice,
and I'm out trying to have a good time.
And here... You can hear for yourself.
It's no fun at all here.
I'm on my way home and we can talk about it later.
Gertrud...
You say you're a lesbian, and I'm telling you you're pregnant.
You'll have to tell your partner you're a bisexual.
That won't be easy.
I have other issues, but this is my job.
I find my job interesting.
- Maybe you should find another job. - What?
- Find something else to do. - Do you speak Swedish?
Yes. What of it? Is it so strange that people speak two languages?
Is this the first time you ever met a bilingual person?
I'm not going to pay 700 crowns just because I had to buy cigarettes.
You made me feel embarrassed...
Why are you speaking English?
Is that Gudrun Nyman? This is Elisabeth Staf, your gynecologist.
We met...
Hello?
- Gudrun Nyman. - Hi, I think we were cut off.
The test results. You said you'd get back to me, and...
When you called, I thought... You can give it to me straight.
The results were negative. I mean, positive.
- Are you sure? - Yes, you're in perfect health.
I'm calling for personal reasons.
It's interesting how we've run into each other three times recently.
And the circumstances have been rather unusual too.
So I figured I would call you up and ask you
if you'd like to join me next weekend and go to Heartbreak Hotel together.
I believe in fate.
The first time we met, you called me I won't mention what...
The second time, you came to me.
And I looked at your... I won't mention that either.
The third time was here at Heartbreak.
Three times in two weeks, it has to mean something.
Well, I guess you could see it that way.
When I saw you with that flower in your hair,
it struck me that you need to dance.
It's pure joy. Besides, you never know who you'll meet.
Look, this is terrible. I have these huge bags under my eyes.
And when I do this, the bags go...
It's depressing. But still...
- What about a guy like that? - He could be dating my daughter.
Sure, but he could just as well be dating you.
I don't think he'd agree.
Why aren't you more confident?
You're attractive, tall and you have presence...
You're only annoying when you're in uniform.
- Apart from that, you're very nice. - Thank you.
If you find a man attractive, say yes if he asks you to dance.
If you don't, say no.
And if no one asks you to dance, you can go up and dance anyway.
You don't have to wait around. Look, there he is again.
You're starting to open up. It's true!
I don't get it, say a person's been dancing with somebody all night...
- Or if you... - Let's keep it general.
If you dance all night with the same man,
and would like to go home with him, is that what you mean?
Then that's what a person does. Go home with him.
But you don't know him.
That can be nice.
To not get in too deep.
- And if a person, like us... - What do you mean, "deep"?
Not being tied down. You can be free.
- Free from what? - Him.
Who do you mean?
- Don't you have a husband either? - I've just divorced.
Are you sad?
No, I'm happy...
...to be able to be myself.
Couldn't you be yourself with your husband?
Here he comes...
- Excuse me, what's your name? - Oskar.
- This is Gudrun. - Oh, no...
See? "Oskar".
It's no big deal to ask a guy his name.
Then you can go over to him and say: "Like to go to my place, Oskar?"
Do you actually do that?
It's no bigger deal than that.
Come on, Gudrun.
You're a widow and I'm divorced.
Let's go, have some fun.
We've been standing here for five minutes, let's go downstairs...
- She looks 14. - People here are 23 and up.
- Like some chewing-gum? - Chew and dance at the same time?
Tuck it under your tongue, it freshens...
You don't have to wait to be asked.
- Want to dance? - Yes... No, she doesn't.
- There was your chance. - Lisa, please. I can't...
Don't you understand?
He was... much too short.
He looked short, because he was standing a few steps further down.
- Do you really want to dance? - That's why we're here.
All right, let's dance.
Anders, two Baileys. Put lots of ice in one of them.
- Now that was a good-looking guy. - I missed him.
I feel so out of place.
What's under that top?
That's a lovely camisole!
- Take it off. - No, I feel so naked.
That's the point. Look around, that's how people here dress.
Do you have pierced ears?
I thought you were going to ask me if I had shaved.
Thank you. - Cheers!
Oh, my poor feet!
Lisa, I just have to... Thank you.
- Don't cry... - Thank you for bringing me along.
I had a wonderful time. It's great to dance away your cares.
It's a lot of fun. It releases so much.
Good night.
My God, he was all over me.
- Go after him. - No, it's fine.
- Like to do this again? - Only if I'm not in the way.
You're not, I'm on my own too.
Well then, Moa...
This is week seven of your pregnancy and everything looks fine.
So far, so good.
How do you feel about having a baby?
Well...
I don't think I'm quite used to it yet... The thought of it.
- What about your partner? - God...
- You do know who the father is? - Yes.
Tell him you're pregnant as soon as possible, for everyone's sake.
And if you are... close enough,
he ought to come along the next time you have a check-up.
I don't know how you feel about that.
Well, you see...
Actually, I don't think...
I don't want him to help me with the baby.
- You can fix it on your own. - Yes.
- Have you been up the Eiffel Tower? - No.
- You wouldn't believe how high it is! - That's what it's famous for.
Maybe we could go there. You and me. What do you say?
- Is that where you tried this? - Put some salt in the hollow.
That's right. That's enough.
Then you snort it up your nose.
- Oh, no... - I was only joking.
You're supposed to lick it up.
Then you swirl your glass and slam it on the counter. One, two, three...
Three glasses of white wine, please.
Oh, this is so good.
- What's this? - It's not yours.
Could we have two todays, or was that yesterdays? Never mind...
That's our drink...
That's disgusting. Let's take this instead.
Is that Lotta over there?
Liselotte! I'm out with your mum.
Do you think it's fun to see your mum out dancing, dead drunk?!
- You just don't get it, Liselotte. - What do you mean? Stop it!
Mum! You're too bloody old.
The "little old lady" is a thing of the past!
- I'm looking at two old ladies! - Shut your mouth!
You shut your mouth!
Both of you are shouting too much.
- Why did you have to start a fight? - She said... - Hi.
Go on, shout. Tell her she's a slut.
- Let's clear this up. She says... - Pay no attention to her.
She doesn't understand what we have.
- You don't understand what we have! - Then tell me!
Would you like to see your mum at a club?
- Unfortunately, my mother's dead... - Of course she's dead!
But my mum isn't dead, she goes to the same bloody club as me!
Having fun!
- We dance and do as we please. - Exactly, we do as we please!
- Do you have a problem with that? - You're disgusting.
- 45-year-olds shouldn't go out... - I'm 41.
She's 42. And even if I was 55 and she was 52,
or if she was 65 and I was 75, we'd still have the right to go dancing!
We don't have to wear stupid hats, or have permanented hair,
just because we're over 40!
She deserved it.
Let's drop the subject.
What's this?
You obviously expect something, if you bought condoms.
You need to be prepared. My mum used to say that.
One is missing. Have you been up to something?
You have to practice at home.
- On who? - On my finger.
We have to meet guys if you want to use them.
Someone to use them on. Right?
Which one?
The tall guy.
One, two, three...
- We don't know your names. - Then we realized...
- Take it easy. - It's more exciting to not know.
- So, what's your name? - Don't tell him.
- Marilyn. - Marilyn Monroe.
- We have a plan. - So tell me your plan.
We were thinking about leaving this place... with you.
- What? - That we'll leave with them.
- One question: How old are you? - How old?
- I can usually do this. Look. - He asked how old we are.
- How much have you been drinking? - 41... 32.
- What's going on? - I'm 25.
No more drinking, girls.
- How old are you? - I'm 25.
- My son is 21. - Let's go, Jimmy.
Knock it off.
- I suddenly felt... - You've had too much to drink.
- Don't feel bad. - I don't, but I mentioned my son...
- And I felt... - Cool it.
- No more drinking, girls. - Did you start fighting?
Christ, he was aggressive. I don't know why.
That was no good.
When he said: "I'm 25", and I told him my son was 21,
it was like crossing a line.
Why wouldn't they go home with us? Because we're old!
They thought we were too damn old.
My son said I was a "teenile", a senile teenager.
- Tina? - Teenile!
What?
Is that really? Ow, my feet hurt!
- Haven't you ever had an orgasm? - Did I say that?
You just did. You said: "I've never had an orgasm".
No, I never said that.
You should have used those condoms of yours!
What's the use of all those condoms?
I thought we'd be using them up right and left.
But here we are with an untouched packet.
Look, Jill Johnson. She knows. - Jill! How do you do it?!
She makes me sick.
- She is so oily, so unreal! - She's so pretty! And clever.
Teach us! Because I don't know how it's done, either!
- All she's got are tits. - I'm not "Crazy in Love"!
They're huge!
Would you ever consider implants? I would never...
- What did you say? - She's fixed everything.
Her teeth are so white.
Here are my cigarettes. Want to smoke?
Jesus Christ! It's the police. I nearly wet myself!
Finally. Now's our chance. Come on.
Is it two men? Yes. Now we're on...
Hi. - It's our last chance.
- Good morning, good morning. - Hello...
She's taking me from behind...
But it's all right to do it from the front, too.
- Have you been out having fun? - Yes, a pity you weren't there.
Look at what she has in her bag.
- Are you all right? - Of course.
Do you have handcuffs? Put them on.
- Why don't you go on home? - Wouldn't you like to come along?
No, they don't want to. - Bye.
If we fall down, I bet they'll go with us.
Take us from behind!
He can lift me.
Keep this up, and you'll be taking the underground instead!
Or we'll move your car...
Old fart... - Move it!
At this stage, an ultrasound scan may show the baby's sex.
When Anders asked if that was the baby's penis, I said yes.
I assumed you wanted to know the baby's gender.
And of course you're right, girls do not have willies.
You're expecting a boy. Only don't blame me, blame Anders.
I don't know how to talk to her about it.
Look what's in her mouth.
- Do you have a dog? - It's my son's.
They needed someone to look after it, so mum came to the rescue.
- Nice dog. - Yes...
I have to get back to work, I just had to...
We shouldn't feel bad, we didn't do anything wrong.
We had fun. And next time we'll skip the tequila.
Listen, let's not talk about it anymore.
And those two guys... You know...
- No... - Let's drop it.
Would you like to come over to my place tonight?
Yes, I'll come over. No tequila.
Cheers!
They drove all the way up to the doorway.
"You're crazy," I told them. It was like a fun fair.
"You can't pull in on the courtyard, you'll wake the neighbors."
- And you... - My mind is a blank.
But I think I said something like: "Show me your baton".
Christ! But I...
Apart from the hang-over, something else was ringing in my ears.
We can't drink like that. We can go out dancing, but...
I won't say that Liselotte was right...
- But we can't drink like that. - No, it's too much.
But we can still have fun, right?
- What was ringing in your ears? - A kind of headache...
...and the words: "I've never had an orgasm".
- I never said that. - You did, didn't you?
So I'm asking you now: Have you ever had an orgasm?
This cheese is good... Like some?
You must be out of your mind!
You don't have to make it breakfast. It won't fall asleep.
It won't hurt your feelings. And it can do something...
...very few men can do. It has a rotating tip.
And it has a little helper too.
Here you are.
Pick it up! Don't worry.
It's not a substitute. It doesn't replace a man.
But it's... It can help you right now.
I mean, since we can't manage to pick any men up because we're so drunk.
When you meet a new man, you can say: "I've got a friend of yours here".
Take it. Have a good time. It's not a man.
It's an aid. That's what it is, a bloody good little helper.
Don't show it to Liselotte, she'll think you've lost your mind.
- Hide it. Let's change the subject. - Could I just ask you one thing?
Let's say I have... an orgasm...
How will I know?
You'll know.
You'll shake.
You'll shake all over and deep inside.
Oh, my God...
- Hi, how are you? - Fine.
Were you waiting for me? The last time we met was interesting.
I'm sorry, that's why I'm here. I lost my temper and behaved badly.
- Don't worry about your mother. - Of course you should have fun.
I've never seen her drunk and silly like that.
She wasn't that drunk, just happy. You should be happy for her.
That's why I wanted to apologize.
- Be happy for you mum. - I am. I'm glad you go out.
Friends?
- No boat trip. I'd need a jacket. - No, he wasn't the boating kind.
- We look like two bloody... - Don't say it.
Talking about awful, look at that...
Turn off your engines.
It that them? I don't believe this...
Gudrun!
Hi there! I'm sorry, I was expecting a car.
Can she ride with you? - Did you bring any extra gear? Nice.
Gudrun!
Okay... We'll ride with them.
- We will? You can't be serious. - We can't back out now.
You're crazy, we're not dressed for it.
They brought some gear with them.
No way. They were supposed to take us to dinner.
Sausages, we're going to a barbecue.
- With the two of them? - Maybe a few more people. Calm down.
I've done a lot for you, but I'm not doing this!
I want to get off!
- Not now! This is fun! - No, it isn't!
Fuck you, Gudrun!
Don't you see what an opportunity it was?
We could have had an incredible night.
"Want to join me on a blind date?"
The guy must have mentioned the 500 other bikers!
This was bloody insane!
I can't stand motorbikes!
And here come some more...
Go ahead and flag one down if you like it so much.
Stop shouting!
You got what you wanted.
For Christ's sake, now we're stranded somewhere in Sweden.
Only where? We can't even call for a taxi. "Where are you?"
"Somewhere with flowers and a field and some trees..."
We don't know where we are!
I had to close my eyes, so I don't know which direction we went.
- Stop shouting! - I dropped my ring. Where is it?
This has got to be the worst date ever.
- "Oh, he's so good-looking." - Let's look for your ring.
But you didn't find out...
Stop it, what's the matter with you? Are you insane?
Lisa!
- What are you doing here? - I was out with the boat.
- Why are you waving that towel? - A little peace...
- Are you having dinner guests? - Yes, I am.
- Who is it? - The neighbors.
- We've never met them... - I do. Now I'm on my own.
It's nice to know your neighbors.
- When will they be here? - In 20 minutes. I have to get ready.
Oh, Henrik...
- Why are you here? - I wanted to make peace.
I just want us to talk, that's all. Make peace.
Why are you here, Henrik?
I was in the boat and I happened to be nearby, is that so strange?
You just happened to be passing by, is that what you mean?
Yes. I'm sorry.
But I...
I miss you.
- I don't want to live without you. - Then why did you?
You wanted a divorce...
...when we talked about having one.
Now suddenly you don't want a divorce any longer.
For the past ten years, you couldn't care less.
What do you want me to do? I'll do anything.
- Is there anything I can do? - That's not what this is about.
I've tried to tell you that a thousand times.
- Then what is it? - I have to make a life for myself.
Couldn't you do that with me?
No.
No, I can't.
- Don't you like me anymore? - I do... sometimes.
I'm 40. If I'm lucky, I'll have 40 more years.
I intend to spend them well.
Couldn't you spend them with me? In a marriage?
- You can still grow... - No. Not the way it looks now.
I'm trying to hold on to you.
I don't want to have a divorce!
Is that so bloody hard to understand?
I'm trying my best to understand what you're going through.
I'm trying to save this marriage. It's my whole life.
All that other business, with...
What "business"?
The "business" with what's her name, Eva.
The "business" when you didn't come home.
- It meant something to me! - It was completely unimportant.
- That business... - That didn't mean anything?
What do you think it meant to me?
What did it mean to you?
Go.
Who was that?
That's my... husband.
I have to...
I have to go to the loo.
I thought he was dead.
So did I.
But you didn't mean actually dead, you meant dead to you?
That was what you meant, right?
How did he die? For you.
It was all so stupid...
I asked him to take dancing lessons,
because he couldn't dance. He didn't want to.
- I said: "Please, Åke," and then... - And then?
After three lessons, he went there voluntarily.
Had he met someone?
The dancing instructor.
- Oskar, want to come home with me? - I need to get some sleep.
So do I. Is it still raining?
- It's pouring. - This is not my day.
I know that I...
Fucked someone else?
I just want to apologize for having...
...ruined things...
...so very much...
...for so many people.
This is so bloody pathetic.
How do you think I felt when you took your things and left?
I had no idea. I was left standing there like a bloody idiot.
You didn't give a damn about me and Lotta.
A note, and you were gone. How do you think that made me feel?
- I've left Kerstin. - And you want to come home?
- Is that what you want? - We were good together, weren't we?
I'm asking you if you want to move back in.
Damn you, Åke! Now that Kerstin... Is that her name?
- Why do you keep coming around? - I want to see you.
I don't want to have anything to do with you. I don't want you...
...embarrassing me at work. As far as I'm concerned, you're dead.
You can't say things like that.
But you told me he was dead.
Typical that you met at a cemetery.
He could have jumped straight into a grave.
Seriously, if you want to take him back, it's up to you.
But...
Well...
- Are you upset? - No.
It sounds fantastic. Amazing.
- What does? - That he wants you back.
- Did he hand you a note? - Stop it.
No, but it's...
Do you know what, Lisa?
It feels like you are...
I'm sorry, but it feels like...
...you're intruding on me.
- That's the last thing I want to do. - That's exactly what you're doing.
It's like I promised myself to you.
I don't know why we're discussing this at all.
Since we're having lunch together,
I wanted... to ask you a question.
Will you marry me?
We're just going to dance. It's Ladies Night, for goodness sake!
- Hi. - Back tonight again, are you?
Maybe I could have a dance?
You give it a go every single time.
- When are you going to get lucky? - I don't know. Tonight.
Sorry.
- All I see are women. - It's Ladies Night.
And that wasn't meant in the traditional sense...
- No, it means that? - It's Ladies Night.
For ladies that like ladies.
- So it's Lesbian... ...Night.
Yes... Where's my lipstick?
- What do we do now? - Exactly, what do we do now?
- Let's stay. - That's fine with me.
I've danced with girls all my life. They smell nice and...
Thank you, but I didn't order that.
Thank you.
There wasn't much of a queue in the Ladies Room.
Are you drinking beer?
The woman over there thinks she's going to drink me under the table.
No one's buying me beer.
Anders, could you bring me some orange juice?
I'm going to play it safe and stay sober.
Isn't this kind of nice? Not in that sense...
But still... For half my life, I've danced with girls.
And it's worked out well. They smell good, they're soft...
Some of them look like men, so you could always pretend.
Anders is the only person around to flirt with.
- He's gay. - What? Oh...
You can still flirt.
Christ...
What's this? My telephone vibrates.
- Is there any reception in here? - My latest...
Hello.
Yes.
Yes. Bye.
- What's wrong? - Liselotte's locked herself out.
I'll have to go home and get her a key.
- I can drive you. - That's all right.
- I didn't know you were gay. - Neither did I.
That's the way it is.
- Hi, I'm Gertrud. - She's a patient.
- May I dance with your girlfriend? - Go ahead. - I'll be in touch.
I was married to a man for 20 years and I...
Isn't it great? Afterwards, once you've left all that behind you?
When you're out of the closet, you mean? Yes, it's wonderful.
No, thanks. I'm on my way home.
Oh, that went fast. I'm calling for a taxi.
- Would you like to stay? - Let's go home together.
- Are you sad? - No.
Was Liselotte okay?
It wasn't Liselotte, it was Åke.
Hello, could you send a taxi to Heartbreak Hotel?
That's by the Central Station.
Thank you. Staf. Elisabeth Staf.
- Åke? - Yes, he was the one who called.
He wanted to see me. He was waiting out front, so I...
He wanted to talk. We... I've been wanting to,
but it's been difficult to tell you that we're seeing each other.
I don't know how I feel.
It's difficult, I'm so uncertain.
When I went out to see him...
I panicked. And I feel so angry too!
I apologize for interrupting. Hello, Åke. My name is Lisa.
May I please have a word?
"Crikey," I thought when I saw you at Heartbreak Hotel.
Because to me, you were dead. When Gudrun and I met,
I asked about her husband and she told me he was dead.
If a woman says that her husband, or ex-husband...
...is dead...
Then something's wrong.
Did you have anything particular to say?
Or did you plan to do something?
What exactly do you want?
I want to say... that I'm very, very fond of Gudrun.
I want her to be happy.
She's coming back to life.
Leave her alone.
I want you to know one thing before you go.
And I hope you go soon.
Gudrun and I are going to remarry.
"Till death us do part."
You know the words, Åke.
I hope you know what they mean this time around.
- Anyone home? - Hello! I'll be right with you.
Sorry. Did you ring a long time? The hoover drowns everything out.
Congratulations.
To your upcoming wedding.
Is it true?
How do you know about that?
It's true, isn't it?
Why do you ask if you already know?
I made a fool of myself. I went to see your ex-husband.
Or maybe I should say your husband-to-be.
The man I thought was dead.
I went to see him, for your sake, since he was pushing so hard.
But obviously, I was wrong. So I'd like to wish you the best of luck.
You're being ridiculous.
- Congratulating me like that. - What am I supposed to say?
Nothing. You don't need to act all superior.
From the very beginning, you've acted superior.
Leave me alone. I make my own decisions.
The bloody life you lead is not for me.
Dance your ass off at Heartbreak Hotel, but my life is different.
I'm trying to have a life where you dare to love someone.
But that's something you've never done.
Oh, hello. It's strange to see you without your white coat.
- How are you? - Fine, I'm meeting the baby's dad.
- I'll see you on the tenth. - See you then.
You bastard...
Eva, I need a five-minute break before I see the next patient.
Five minutes, that's all.
I know I'm parked in a no-parking zone...
Hi.
You can't be serious, giving me a ticket?
It's not a ticket, I wrote you a letter.
- Then we've made progress. - Well...
I wanted to...
I don't know how to put this, but it went wrong...
- I crossed the line. - I never should have gone to see...
...Åke. I won't meddle again. You were absolutely right.
I'm convinced you're doing the right thing, marrying him again.
I would really like you to come to my wedding.
Wednesday? I've booked a trip.
- Could you reschedule it? - No.
And you can't reschedule the wedding...
Seriously... Your husband-to-be, your ex, your dead husband... Åke.
- Åke won't want to have me there. - Fuck Åke! I mean...
I'd really like you to be there.
I can't get married without you.
If what we had meant anything to you,
you have to come.
I don't want to.
Okay.
Good luck. Take this... and stuff it up your ass.
- You fucking cow. - I knew you'd say that.
- What are you doing here? - I've been trying to call you.
- Only you didn't answer. - No.
Gudrun, you're getting married today.
Can I come with you?
Hop in!
Look at those hats!
Here I am... What is it?
What are you shooting? What?
- Jesus Christ. - Jill Johnson, here...
It's true. Look, there she is.
Shall we go in?
Let's go in.
- Come on... - You're out of your mind!
Hi.
We're from Sweden, too.
- Where is the salesperson? - She's in back.
- Can we just try them on? - I guess...
There are all kinds of hats.
- How about that one! - Like a gingerbread man.
- A funeral hat. - No, it's gorgeous.
We saw you through the window. That's why we went in.
You're barely recognizable, though. You look much better on TV.
But then you're all fixed up. Then it makes you wonder...
- This is me, minus the fixing. - You look great.
Thank you.
You always wonder if it's all real.
- What? What do you mean, real? - Your breasts.
My boobs? Yes, they're real.
How real? Did you pay for them yourself, or...
Gudrun, you can't... Real is real.
- What a question. - An intrusive question.
- Why don't you take out the camera? - We've filmed our whole trip.
- A real-live reality show? - Absolutely: Jill and Gudrun.
- Jill Johnson 2006. A new look. - Fabulous...
How could you be so beastly?
- What you said about her breasts. - What's wrong with that?
- I wonder why she's in London? - Probably for a show.
They keep that sort of thing confidential.
They want you to ask them things like that. She enjoyed it.
Yes... When I was trying on hats,
these two Swedish girls came in and started filming.
One was a total moron.
She asked if my boobs were real.
All these nutty...
They're always taking you by surprise.
I'll tell you more when I get home. Talk to you later. Love you...
- Have you made up your mind? - Yes.
- Do you think we'll make it? - Yes.
What's on your mind?
- Why did we come here? - I did it to move on.
I guess I did it to realize that I should go back home.
You don't have to be gone long to get homesick.
Why should I go anywhere? After all, I have...
...a wonderful son at home, a wonderful house.
- A not-so-wonderful ex-husband... - But you have me.
And I have this wonderful friend.
We can take a trip. Later on, after we've been home for a while.
Jamaica, here we come.
Borås, here we come.
Heartbreak Hotel.
Friday.
At eight.
A yeast infection doesn't mean you've got a loaf of bread down there.
Subtitles: Ingrid Eng www.undertext.se