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-You've been married how long? -Almost three years.
-But we've been... -Together for eight years.
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Since the summer of '91.
She's kind of good-looking. Almost sexy.
Cut it out, Frank! This is your therapist.
-And no kids? -No, our place is so small.
-We've waited-- -You can't raise kids in a shoebox!
No...
-I just became a lawyer. -Frank is up for partner at the firm.
Maybe.
I'm an entrepreneur. I have my own shop. Kids will have to wait.
Maybe I should marry her instead. No, Nenne and I are happy.
I wonder if she's horny. She looks a little horny.
Sorry to interrupt. May I ask you a question, Frank?
Would you like to sleep with me?
As a part of your marriage counseling.
I think the best thing for you two is if you could do me right now.
-Unless Nenne objects? -No, no.
-Listen to her, it might be good. -Yes...
It doesn't mean that you are cheating.
-Is that what you thought? -Yes!
You're doing this for you both to improve your relationship.
Frank?
Why do you think you're in a rut?
I don't know. I guess I lack imagination.
"ANY SECOND NOW, THEY WILL SEE I'M A FRAUD"
-I understand you want to know. -Yes!
The proceedings went well. You will receive damages of 1.3 million.
Unbelievable! How did you swing that?
I saw their weakness.
I knew this would go our way!
-The board will give you a bonus. -He smells like cheese.
After we get our money, that is!
He can't help it, of course, but he really does smell like cheese.
...feels good to finish...
It's probably physical.
Where do you live, little rat in your hat...
Stop it, Frank!
You're supposed to think about you and Nenne being happy.
We're going to have a wonderful life together.
This is the big room. It is...
-The tiled stoves work perfectly. -Oh, they do?
And over here, we have the kitchen.
-Did you get a prospectus? -Have all renovations been done?
-Why are they selling? -I think they're getting divorced.
-Why do you think that? -Just a feeling. And the place...
three huge rooms. They must be loaded to afford that.
But they weren't happy. I bet they stopped sleeping together.
-What about the birth control pills? -You know, people still hope...
It was impossible to imagine the two of them having sex.
-He's probably gay. -No.
It's more common than you think.
People think they're happily married for 30 years,
then the husband introduces his boyfriend one day.
Not this guy. He's not the type. Big, hairy-- a real stud.
She's tiny and miserable. Maybe he's abusive.
-No! -Well, something was up.
She looked like she was ill. So many creams in the bathroom.
-They must be getting a divorce. -Maybe they're just moving.
But what if it's cancer?
-Hi! -How do you do?
It's her!
I-- don't start! She doesn't wanna sleep with you, Frank!
No, I could never...
But if someone held a gun to my head and told me to do it...
then I would have to do it. An opportunity I wouldn't miss.
What is this? Am I having these thoughts?
That's just...
-I'd like to file a complaint. -I was just kidding.
Yes?
Frank was thinking about touching my boobs!
-What? I can't make a joke? -Frank!
Bitch, it was just-- never mind.
I'm meeting with a client. I'll be back in an hour.
-All right. -The moist in her voice...
I'm leaving for lunch. I'll be back at 1 p.m.
-The Backmans were pleased? -Very.
Damn good job!
To be honest, I didn't think you could handle it.
No. Well, that's nice.
-Thanks so much. -Yes.
-Bye for now. -Bye.
Is he going the same way? I'll just pretend I didn't notice.
What should I do now?
I'll pick up speed.
No. Slow down, you old fart!
I shouldn't have juice with my breakfast. It upsets my stomach.
It leaves a sour taste in my mouth.
I wonder what she has for breakfast.
Probably oatmeal. She looks wholesome.
Oh, what do I know? She might spend all her days--
no, there I go again!
No, I didn't. I almost did, but I didn't.
I just thought about what she had for breakfast.
-You almost made partner... -So sad.
But we heard what you were thinking on the subway.
You wanted to sleep with someone who ate oatmeal.
-Is this true? -No, it's not. It doesn't matter.
I don't do those things anymore. I'm starting a new life.
I'm never going to think about sex and stuff Nenne doesn't like.
I'm going to get a grip and act like an adult.
I will be a fantastic husband
who surprises her with a wonderful dinner on a weeknight.
I will stop doing immature things, like lying...
stop being prejudiced against gays,
and stop saying I saw famous women naked.
-Frank. -It's me. What are you doing?
-Just fixing dinner. -I'm at Mom's, so I'll eat here.
I'm spending the night, too. She seems lonely.
She mixed up her medicine with Morty's.
I was just going-- what? Is the dog on medication?
God, yes. Three times a day. You didn't know?
Did Sonja take the dog's medicine?
Just one dose. It's not going to kill her.
It's worse for Morty. He's been given Rohypnol and a diuretic.
What medicine does the dog take?
Something for his shedding and asthma.
He's like a passive smoker after ten years with Mom.
Call and order Prime Double Master.
The phone number is 0200-388-666.
This is a popular product-- Prime Dildo Harness.
It's an exclusive harness...
This is sick! Why not exhibit something people will understand?
This is a provocation, Frank. This is about their own divorce.
-More than 50 percent of marriages fail. -Yes?
They tell it like it is.
-It's sick. -Because you're afraid.
Seriously. It's sick.
They want to provoke you.
So they are getting divorced on my account? I understand.
They love each other, but let's get divorced to provoke Frank.
-Why provoke me of all people? -Why are you even provoked?
You and your crazy family!
I'm not provoked.
No, this was so bad. It was such a failure.
Maybe she has higher standards than you.
-She's got-- -You don't know what you're saying.
What is she doing? Nothing! She's oppressed!
People in general are destroying morality.
People give up and get divorces.
You have to fight to be happy. Don't you think?
I think people give up too easily.
Markus! People give up too easily!
I don't agree. Too many fight on when they should give up.
Give up? What are you talking about?
-They should walk away. -Stop, Markus! Give up?
I just say it like it is. I would never get married.
It wouldn't even occur to me to try and be faithful to one woman.
It's absurd! It goes against what it means to be a man!
It's absolutely fine if you love the woman.
Do you know how many beautiful women there are?
-I'm only talking about Stockholm! -Stop it, Markus.
It's absurd. You can be sarcastic if you want,
but I will keep fighting for my and Nenne's happiness.
I thought you were happy.
I mean, happier. What did I say?
Give me some candy!
-Women just want two things. -What?
It's not love. It's more...
They want to feel prioritized, that they are important.
But it's only at certain times
you should focus on her and make it all about her.
Okay. And?
And they want sex in unexpected places.
-No! -Yes!
The more unexpected, the more surprising, the better.
-What do you mean, sex? -That's what they want.
-Do they? -Yes!
But what kind of unexpected places? Where?
Anywhere! The kitchen, the shed, the forest, the elevator.
-Not here! -Let's have sex!
No, the elevator? Why would they want that?
It's the same thing. They want to feel like they're important.
"He wants me here even though it's crazy
and people might show up and I might get sawdust in my ass!"
That applies to the art chicks you know, making love in art studios.
I mean the average woman.
Ordinary women like Nenne
would want separate bedrooms if you tried anything in an elevator!
I know exactly what women want.
-I'd like to buy flowers. -Perhaps some roses?
-No... -We also have...
This will spice things up. Surprise them with flowers out of the blue.
We'll take these.
A four-bedroom on Odengatan...
I read that men think about sex 30 times a day.
There's no time to think about anything else.
No, it was just for corporations.
Apparently, it has something to do with reproduction.
If there's war, those who are left will have to have a lot of sex.
To save humankind.
Are we better prepared for war if you think about sex a lot?
No...
but after!
If almost all men die in a war, that is a good thing.
Frank only has his legal proceedings on his mind.
-Wednesdays aren't good. -Nothing?
No, there aren't good ads on Wednesdays.
Georg wants to live in Old Town. Not Östermalm.
Old Town is so expensive. A two-bedroom is three million.
He has a good salary. He gets 10,000 for an article.
-Doesn't he have any bad sides? -No.
It's a home run! "Because you're so wonderful."
No, that's too corny.
"Because I love you." That's damn good!
You know what women want, Frank. But why--
Because I love you.
Excuse me, I got choked up from seeing this.
They are so lovely!
Georg buys me flowers so often, I get tired of it.
-Let's go out tonight! -My brother is in town.
-I thought he was in Spain. -No, he's home.
-Why? -He got time off and came home!
Nothing strange about that.
-Does he have a new girlfriend? -Don't be so sarcastic.
She's American. I promised I would go out with them.
Let's see.
Let's go to Markus' show and then go out for dinner.
I'm not interested. I know what his shows are like.
Let's have a drink with them, then you can go alone to your show.
It's not my show!
-Much better! -Yes!
Your brother's not interested in us anyway.
Of course he is.
-What's mogul in English? -Puckelpist.
SEPARATE WAYS AN EXHIBIT ABOUT DIVORCE
I called him and said: "What kind of crap are you painting?"
It ended with us saying we have to go out for drinks one day!
-Hi! -Frank! So glad you made it.
Have some wine. This is Michaela and Henrik.
What do I say now? "Nice. Are you getting a divorce?"
-What a nice show! -Have you already seen it?
I'm such an idiot!
No.
They just saw me arrive!
I'm going to look around. But I like the idea of divorce.
Even worse...
Some think this is too private. But this isn't just about us.
-Definitely not. But Frank-- -This was our life this past year.
-He just thinks he's a prude. -I'm going to look around.
This is a sweater I knitted for Henrik. Do you like it?
It took me eight months.
But he never wore it. He said it was itchy.
I was so hurt! I unraveled the whole thing.
I'm going to look over there as well. I'm curious.
Who knows? Maybe they had a boat? Or some type of hangar?
Maybe I should date an art chick? God, she's beautiful.
Serious women are seriously sexy.
I'm sure she's a painter.
Or perhaps a mime.
She reminds me of the centerfold in the latest Hustler issue.
Is that my frame of reference? Did she just look at me?
Those art school sluts probably give everyone googly eyes.
She looked at me! She wants to sleep with me.
And I just called her...
-Well, Frank? -I'm thinking about buying this.
The triptych is more you. Henrik made casts of his penis.
Oh, so it is his. I thought it was rude to ask.
Let me introduce you to some people. Have you met Sofia?
It's her! What should I say?
-Hi! -How fun.
What's the fun? Say something intelligent now.
May I ask, is it really them in the art?
Well, I guess it's parts of them. Will you excuse me?
It's easier to recognize people when you see their faces
and not just this...
You don't say?
I thought maybe the motif was the cause of the divorce.
-Maybe it's infidelity. -No.
They wouldn't get divorced over that.
No, no.
I am reminded of a funny cartoon.
A couple is leaving their marriage counselor. One says,
"Sleep together? Why didn't we think of that?"
She seems harmless. She did look at me.
Maybe I should marry her. I know, I am married. But still...
Look at us laughing. Maybe they had a really tough time.
It's the price you pay to be able to put this show together.
That's true. All art is sprung from suffering.
Particularly that tarpaulin.
She smells nice. And she said I was a nice guy.
I must have tricked her somehow.
Frank, it's so improbable
that you were a nice guy who women like without knowing it.
Do you want to have some tea or something?
One cup can't hurt.
I could never be unfaithful. We're discussing art, not having sex.
Or one can compromise and do both.
Won't your wife wonder where you are?
No, I doubt it.
My wife? Do I have a wife? That sounds so adult.
What would you like to do right now?
Well...
Drink tea and talk. Sort of.
Guys usually only want one thing if they go home with you.
What the hell should I say? They are all idiots?
But you're not like that. You're married, right?
-Do you have a middle name? -Why?
I'm just curious.
Martin Emanuel.
-Sounds like you live in the 1800s. -Does it?
My name is Alice Sofia. I almost switched to Alice.
Why?
-It sounds more adventurous. -I like it, though.
Do you?
Maybe I should say it suits her? No, that's too lame.
It suits you, though.
Well, what the heck?
Won't your wife be upset you are here in the middle of the night?
No, there's nothing to worry about. We're just talking.
What am I doing?! Am I crazy?
She's so beautiful. It makes me crazy when she looks at me.
No, why did I turn off the lights? Now she could be anyone.
I want to be able to see you.
That was a mistake.
Maybe we should wait. We're not in a hurry.
"I CAN'T DIE NOW,
WE'RE HAVING A COUPLES DINNER TONIGHT."
It will be fun to finally meet Georg. She's talked so much about him.
She's had such bad luck before.
This guy sounds really amazing.
-Oh, hi! You scared me! -Are you sick?
-How are you, honey? -Why do you think I'm sick?
-But why are you in bed? -Why do you ask?
We're going out to dinner. Why aren't you dressed?
We're having dinner at Nenne and Frank's.
I don't have time for couples dinners. I have too much to do.
But you're in bed watching TV.
Hey...
just jump in the shower and clean yourself up a bit.
Rosie, I'm waiting for a very important phone call.
How are you doing? What were you eating?
Ice cream.
I'm writing an article about the media. It's part of my job to watch TV.
How am I supposed to analyze the media
if I don't know what's on TV? I have to watch TV!
It's part of my job, Rosie!
I shouldn't have bothered about the light.
You cheated, Frank! You could die over this!
You let Nenne down after eight years!
I can't die now. We have that couples dinner tonight.
Nenne would go crazy if I died when we finally scheduled it.
You can't say that.
Honey...
-Aren't you going to get that? -No.
Yes, you said you were expecting an important call.
-Georg. -I've been trying to reach you!
No... I think you have the wrong number.
I was looking forward to this. I'm so proud of you. No...
No...
-Hi! -Hi!
-Frank. Pleasure.
-Sorry we're late. -Nenne.
Hi, I'm Georg.
Georg didn't really have time for this. He's working on an article.
-Isn't that so? -I'm writing about the media.
Look at her boobs! What would happen if I touched them?
No, that's embarrassing. It would ruin the whole evening.
I separate work and play.
I don't bring work home. I want to enjoy my time off.
That is so typical of the Western civilization, bourgeois insecurity.
What is he up to? Western? Do I have to listen to this?
If you compare it to the indigenous people...
That's why immigrants work in the service industry.
They have a different work ethic.
Saved by the bell! Someone thinks I don't have to put up with this.
-Frank. -Hi, Frank! It's Sofia.
Sofia from yesterday...
We should talk. I didn't mean to...
-I can't right now! -I just wanted to explain--
She can't call me like this! Is she crazy?
-No, I mean-- -How do you feel about yesterday?
It can happen. I could pop a vessel in my brain.
-Who is it? Work? -Yes.
Or perhaps a tumor.
Maybe we should talk--
That's not going to be possible for the client at this time.
-Come on, I thought we could-- -I would say it's unacceptable.
So much for not bringing work home.
Hang up, Frank!
No. You're welcome! Bye!
Shit, she wanted to talk to me. What have I started?
And I just dismissed her. She might be in love with me.
What if she commits suicide?
Please answer Rosie, Frank!
What?
Is law school so tough, they kick you out if you miss one credit?
No, not quite.
They offered me editor-in-chief, 55,000 a month,
company car, but I turned it down.
I just want to do something I like, something that makes me happy
and peaceful as a person. Like when I met Lisa Söderberg...
I have to call her!
What if she kills herself while I'm here
listening to a pathological liar?
But I've always done that.
She said she thought I was priceless.
Hi, it's Frank.
I just have to...
You said you were writing an article?
About the media...
Forgive me for being blunt, but I think you are...
a very attractive woman.
Oh, thank you.
-Which magazine was it? -I just had to say it.
Unbelievably...
Unbelievably attractive.
-Forgive me. -Why apologize for that?
People can get the wrong impression.
You're an amazingly attractive woman.
-I love compliments. -You deserve more than that.
No, no...
Should we have dinner at your place or go out?
Gerhard knew about the documents. That was no secret.
-Who is Gerhard? -My youngest paternal cousin.
He's married, but his older brother Ragnar is single.
I don't care how many paternal cousins you have, you old fart.
Or if they're single or not.
-Shall I start over? -No, it's crystal clear.
What if I were to...
It's common knowledge.
There is Torkel, Alice and Sofia.
No, why should I do that? Maybe to see his reaction.
...how much he should tell...
It's her! What is she doing here? She must love me, of course.
She's here!
...and the money was distributed.
She wants us to run away to another country!
My wife said
isn't there something called breach of faith?
-Maybe it was stupid to come? -No.
I just wanted to talk. I know you are married.
-Don't worry about that. -What do you mean?
I'm not all that married...
Shit, I am married! I have to get a divorce.
We're probably starting a new life together.
Shit, how am I going to tell Nenne?
"By the way, we can't be married anymore."
No, that will upset her too much. Maybe I can fake my own death.
Frank, say hi to Carl.
-This is Frank Pihlgren. -Carl Molinder.
"He stuck in his thumb and pulled out a plum." Why a plum?
He stuck in his thumb and pulled out a plum.
Maybe because it rhymes?
Really impressive guy. One of our best.
One cold spring evening, he went to go see her.
The attraction between them was incomparable...
What the hell am I doing? Writing a novel?
We're just going to have a nice evening. Just the two of us.
Fredrik and I do cosplay together.
Cosplay, huh?
He also plays in a rock band. They're really good.
-I see. -Yeah, we're really fucking good.
Maybe you don't know enough about music.
We play some kind of rock, but then again not quite.
The thing about us is that we are unique.
Actually, I can't know that for sure, but what we do feels so genuine.
Our singer has his own style and is really charismatic.
When he sings: "My eyes are bleeding,"
he points to his eyes, so you feel them really bleeding.
Sounds really cool.
Where is the Backyard Babies album? I can't find it.
I've missed you.
He'll leave soon.
-Can you stay? -Just for a while.
Good.
You can leave the light on if you like.
-What the hell are you saying? -I love her!
-Calm down! -Why?
-Fuck! You're married! -Yes.
It was just two weeks ago you stood here--
I know.
That was before I met Sofia. She's changed my life.
Everything I've done up to now has been fake.
I'm starting a new life.
She sees me for who I really am, and I don't need anything else.
-Did Billgren call again? -Yes, he's coming in.
-What the hell is he doing? -Calm down.
His ears are popping. He's back and forth to New York a lot.
Have you talked to Nenne, Frank?
Nenne?
"LIFE IS SHORT
WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT HOW LONG YOU'LL BE DEAD."
-Hi! -Hi!
-I'm glad you brought Robin. -Yeah, it's my Sunday.
Plus, he wanted to meet you.
We thought we'd have some fun today.
Hi, Robin. How are you?
Dad's place was so filthy, we had to come here instead.
-What are we gonna do, Dad? -Nothing.
-There's nothing to do here. -No.
-Are there any toys? -Nope.
-Why not? -Because no kids live here.
-Why are there no kids here? -Stop it.
-Maybe we can-- -How long ago did Grandpa die?
-A long time ago. -Thousands of years?
-No. I said don't touch that. -That's okay.
-You didn't say that. -You guys wanna do something?
What about an excursion?
Excursion?
He's cute.
There's something so touching about him.
He's a grown man, and yet at the same time just a little boy.
Hey, there is one thing--
-Frank is-- -Don't tell me he's married!
He didn't tell you?
Of course he did!
-It was, like, the first thing he said. -But he's very married.
Just so you're not disappointed.
I'm sure he's enthusiastic, but they've built something big.
I think it's good. I know where he stands.
Yes, I guess that's one way of looking at it.
But you shouldn't get involved with married men.
Why can't you allow me to get seduced and pampered?
I know...
-We have to wait until tonight. -But I don't want to wait.
-What about Robin-- -There's always the bathroom.
-No, we can't-- -Yes.
What are you doing in the bathroom?
I'm gonna get you some pens and paper so you can draw for a bit.
Okay.
-What are you doing in there? -Fuck.
What's happening? What are you doing in there?
We're coming, Robin! Don't worry!
We were supposed to do an excursion!
Didn't you get pens and paper? Aren't you going to draw?
You're so talented.
I'm sorry I didn't have any crayons.
Don't you have a movie he can watch?
No.
Only workout videos.
Put one on. He likes colorful shit that moves.
And we can go to bed.
-We can't. He's just six years old. -Let's call someone.
Let's invite someone over and then we'll sneak off.
-No, we can't! -In the bedroom...
Nenne speaking. Hi!
No, we're not doing anything. I was looking at fabrics.
Coffee? That sounds nice.
You mean, right now?
-Help yourself. -How nice!
-I don't know if Frank wants coffee. -Yes, I do.
-Dad? -Huh?
When you die, how long are you dead?
-He wants lots of milk. -I can speak for myself.
-That's right, your ulcer! -Dad!
-No, not an ulcer. -How long what?
How long?
When you die, you're dead. Always.
Is that enough?
-Even in a thousand years? -Yes, always.
I'll have a cookie.
Honey, I know--
-Are you still dead then? -Yes, always dead.
-We have a neighbor-- -What about in a million years?
Yes. Excuse me.
As I was saying...
Our neighbors... they are totally unabashed.
-Start from the beginning. -I'll start over.
-We keep hearing them-- -Excuse me.
Rosie, can you help me with something?
What was it you heard?
-It was a man who-- -Frank!
...who did some crazy things.
Life is pretty short when you think about how long you'll be dead.
That's right.
TWO WEEKS LATER...
-Are you working? It's Saturday. -I had yesterday off.
I'm just as upset about it as you are.
Imagine if I told you what I was doing.
-Will you be gone all weekend? -No.
You mean, I could be gone all weekend?
We have to sacrifice this weekend.
We're going to Peder's cottage so we can keep working.
I'm also bummed about it. Kiss, kiss. Bye.
Animals are aroused by weird stuff.
What?
The pink ass of a baboon is apparently a sexual thing.
That's not the same thing.
No, but it's interesting what turns animals on sexually.
A female can do crazy things to attract a male.
I don't like when she says "male." I just picture her with gorillas.
I saw a TV show about this.
The female beetle is attracted by males with big stingers.
The bigger the stinger, the better.
Imagine if you had a big stinger hanging from your butt.
And it turned me on.
A humdinger of a stinger.
"He really does it for me."
That would feel somewhat primitive.
I like it.
What if Nenne saw me now?
She might also be cheating. Maybe she has three guys there.
Frank!
-What's on your mind? -How much I like you.
What if I was deaf and screamed like this all the time...
would you still like me?
Can we just spend all of Sunday in bed?
I suddenly got a craving for croissants!
Okay.
-Frank! Hi! -Hi, Rosie!
What are you doing here?
What the fuck am I doing here?
Nothing in particular. Some work.
What did you get?
Cinnamon rolls.
-Is it the good kind? -Nope, just ordinary ones.
Why am I lying about this? I'm sorry.
Just leave, Frank! See you!
-Isn't it my turn, Dad? -Wait.
-Hi! -I knew it!
-Frank is cheating! -Calm down.
He is the last person on earth I thought would do it.
-Take it easy. -How am I going to tell Nenne?
"Your husband is cheating." "Tell me more. You want coffee?"
But you suspect it, you don't know for sure.
I overheard him on the phone and you should have seen him now.
-Isn't it my turn? -I want it to play the whole song.
Stupid game.
-But it's mine! -Yes, you do it.
It was obvious he was hiding something. I have to tell Nenne.
-Rosie, what if you're wrong? -I'm not wrong.
How can you be so sure? You haven't seen him with someone.
Georg...
Can we do something else? Something adults like to do?
Go to a museum? Something that Robin likes to do?
But why?
"...that you take responsibility for causing my client inconvenience."
Does the board agree?
What if Nenne suspects something?
Of course she does.
I'm a liar and a cheater!
I might lose all control and start doing drugs, too.
Am I going insane?
Maybe I will throw my briefcase with all the contracts in the water?
No, why would I do that?
-You threw away the contracts? -He needs help!
Are you serious? Get the contracts!
Dive after them. Crawl into this fireplace as your punishment!
I know, it would be crazy. When will I ever grow up?
The seller looked like a mass murderer who has escaped from an asylum.
Usually, you can't tell. Mass murderers tend to look normal.
-This guy looked like one. -You can't tell from looks.
They look normal. That's the scary part, that you can't tell.
It could be anyone.
You ever thought about it? It could be someone you know?
-Or even your partner. -Frank? You're crazy.
I only have an hour. It has to be a quickie.
Say we eat for 15 minutes. How long does a lay take?
Twenty minutes will have to do. Then get dressed, a ten-minute walk...
That leaves no more than ten minutes for foreplay.
I have something to tell you.
In the U.S., they have real mass murderers.
-I'm sure we have them, too. -They're not as specialized.
-Specialized? -Haven't you noticed that?
Mass murderers in the U.S. are so specialized.
One kills prostitutes, another one black people and students.
Here in Sweden, they just kill anybody.
Why do they specialize? Why don't they just kill at random?
-I guess they have a defect. -What do you mean?
-They must have a disorder. -All mass murderers do.
I mean, they must have a special kind of disorder.
What if Nenne walked through the door right now, by accident?
She might be working, reading people's electric meters.
Small chance, but still...
There is something I want to talk to you about.
If you knew someone you suspected was unfaithful,
would you talk to them about it?
I really don't know. I'll take the customer.
"PICK A PERSON ON THE ESCALATOR
AND SLEEP WITH THEM."
Is this supposed to be art? It looks like a place for people to die.
Don't be so narrow-minded. They're hospital beds.
Oh, really? I was just wondering what this is.
-People at the show loved it. -Don't tell me people buy this shit.
It's the same with that guy with the coffee tables and incest--
Shut up! That was the best show I've ever had.
-Hello? -Hi, it's me?
Oh, hi, honey!
-I'm just checking in. -I am in Gothenburg now.
I'm about to step into a meeting.
-Are you spending the night? -Yes, I'll be back tomorrow night.
I'll go straight to work tomorrow morning.
-So, you're in Gothenburg? -Yeah, I'm meeting Sofia.
Oh, my God! Frank!
She's never checked up on me before. She's suspicious!
-What should I say? -Chill! You can't do this!
What the hell should I do?!
Maybe I should check in here. Some guy might buy me.
We heard you were admitted to a gallery.
When do you expect to be back at work?
Do you have a fever?
Do you?
Constantly?
You moron! You can't keep doing this.
-You can't take risks like that. -What risks?
You can't lie like that.
Do you want to go out tonight?
Georg is also out of town. He's at a writers' conference.
I'm too tired. I was just going to stay in.
How can you be so reckless? What if someone sees you?
Who would see me? We're going to a small restaurant
down a small alley. Who is gonna come by there?
I have to talk to you.
I have to show I'm sensitive. Women like that.
-Kids are great, aren't they? -Yes.
-My sister has a kid. -Yeah?
She's two years old. I babysit her sometimes.
-I see. Fun! -She's so cute!
Sometimes I get these weird thoughts.
What if I drop her on purpose?
Or throw her out the window?
I would never do it, of course. It's just compulsory thoughts.
-Do you have those thoughts? -Yes, don't you?
-You must. -No!
It's stuff you think about, but would never do.
Or when you see a clock and you make a deal with yourself.
"I have to run up the stairs before it hits eight or I die!"
I thought I was alone about having thoughts like that.
No, everyone thinks like that. But no one would admit to it.
Just like everyone walks around and thinks about sex all the time.
What do you mean? Sex?
Don't be such a grown-up!
-Of course you do. -On occasion, maybe.
Whenever I meet a guy, I think...
if there's a potential or not.
-Potential for what? -Someone I'd end up in bed with.
Doesn't everybody think like that?
All right, I'll admit... sometimes I think about it.
Sometimes?!
-Your turn. -What?
I sometimes think I get to pick one person on the escalator
that I have to sleep with.
Maybe you see someone semi-good-looking at first,
but what if someone more attractive comes along later?
Then you stand there and wait. One person after another...
At the end, there's only an older woman left to pick from!
-Hi! -Hello.
There's something I'd like to talk to you about.
Can I come in? It's really important.
I was just going to bed. We can talk tomorrow.
I'm so tired. I'm so sorry.
-This won't take long. -But I'm so tired.
-But it's important. -Please, respect what I'm saying!
Of course, but it's rather--
We can't keep doing this.
What did she want?
She must suspect something. Why would she come here?
I don't know...
but it's...
This is not something to be all neurotic about.
You said you would talk to her! It's been three weeks!
You told me not to say anything!
She's going to be more pissed at you than me.
May I ask you something? Why do you like me of all people?
I mean, why not somebody else?
I like you for you. First of all, you're beautiful.
-You just want me for my body? -No, no!
But I want you to want my body.
Okay.
Does that sound strange?
-Yes, a little. -A little.
You...
You're the one that's married.
Did you think about that?
I have never accused you of anything.
It's just that I...
-I want you! -You want me...
Don't you think I want you?
I also have-- it's not all up to me, is it?
Nenne, we're in this together!
We have to have a place to live, an apartment.
-What about your inheritance? -I can't touch it.
The executor died, too.
I know. It's such a mess.
You have to understand, I get jealous when you're with Rosie.
It was so humiliating when we came over and you left the room!
How was I supposed to know she called you? What could I say?
I couldn't tell Rosie: "No, we can't fuck now.
Nenne and I are in a relationship. We love each other."
It was just so humiliating regardless of whose fault it was.
-I sat there and listened to you-- -You could hear it?
Of course we could hear it!
But you and Frank still fuck, right?
-No, he's not interested in sex. -I don't give a crap about him.
I need you to understand that. I don't care about him.
Can't you see I'm sad?
Please, comfort me?
Sure.
Thanks for the help.
Let me know if you need more help. He's so adorable.
He's so happy that you're going to Skansen.
-Let me know if you need me. -We'll be in touch.
There's some leftover cake here.
-Do you want a piece? -No, I'll stick to coffee.
A wise decision. There's bits of orange peel on this.
Orange peel belongs in the trash.
These are modern times after all!
What do you want to talk about today?
Has anyone seen Show Me Love?
I rarely go to the movies.
I don't like to go by myself. My wife is not interested.
I always go alone. I like it better.
It's so embarrassing if you take someone to a movie that's bad.
I know what you mean. You feel like it's your fault.
As if you are the one who's written and directed it.
I totally agree.
It's so strange how your thoughts just run off in your mind.
You think so much weird stuff you would never mention to others.
-Yes. -All the time!
Does anyone else think like this when they're on an escalator?
You know what I wish for, Dad?
That we die at the same time and that you will be super old.
How old will I be?
At least a hundred!
Why?
Then we can die at the same time and no one has to be sad.
I didn't quite understand...
-Did you have sex with them all? -No, I mean--
-Perhaps you don't think like me? -Time to go back to work.
Hi! I was just thinking about you.
We have to talk. Can we go somewhere?
What do I say? The game is over.
-Welcome! Table for two? -Yes.
Follow me, please.
Of course she knows everything.
-Well, hello! -Hi!
-Are you having dinner? -Yes.
-So you-- -Yes.
-What? -Huh?
-You said yes. -No.
It was nothing.
-These rolls are-- -Those actually...
pardon me... but it's quite funny.
It was King Charles XII who taught the Turks to eat the rolls.
He introduced them there.
-The stuffed cabbage rolls. -I didn't know that.
Wasn't it the other way around? With the rolls...
It was the Turks that exported them to Sweden, I heard.
Excuse me.
I also have to use the restroom.
What the hell are you doing here?
We were hungry. What the hell are you doing here?
I can't handle this situation!
-I can't stay here! -Calm down.
Who is she?
The woman you're sleeping with?
Who is she?
What does it matter who she is?
Rosie, you can't tell Nenne! She wouldn't understand.
You think so? Really?
-Excuse me! -Sure.
Hi, it's Frank. Rosie is fucking with me.
If that is true, then you need to come clean with Nenne.
It's better if she hears it from you.
She'll appreciate your honesty.
I'm going into a meeting.
What? Frank? No, calm down.
-Look, Daddy! -I have to make a call.
Some TV station wants me in a debate. Give me a sec!
Hi, honey. Oh, what a shame.
I have to talk to Sofia first.
That is the logical thing to do. It's like when you're moving.
First you buy a new apartment, then you sell the old one.
You are talking about your wife, not a two-bedroom on Odengatan.
It's a three-bedroom on Stora Nygatan.
I know of a four-bedroom on Folkungagatan.
Rosie.
Frank?
Please, Dad! Just one more time!
Is this supposed to be funny?
Hello...
I'm sorry...
We were just trying something out.
He's with me today.
The babysitter is coming later. I have to work today.
What? No, what?
-Come on, Daddy! -Did he threaten you?
No, I just told her off.
This won't do.
I have to do something.
"OH, FRANK. YOU ARE SO WONDERFUL."
We heard back from the court about...
I have to propose. Immediately. So we can go on our honeymoon.
France, Italy...
She will look wonderful in a sleeveless dress and scarf.
Why would she wear a scarf? No one wears those anymore.
Why does everything have to look like a photo in my parents' album?
Maybe it's my image of happiness.
"Frank, you're so wonderful! I can't believe men like you exist."
What do you think, Frank?
Hello?
Hi!
-Where's Robin? -We went by Rosie's shop.
She wanted to be with him and show him around.
I thought it was a good idea.
-What is? -That we can talk alone.
Sure. So he's at the shop?
Do you have time for me?
Hi!
-Welcome! What can I get you? -Roses.
-What about red ones? -Lovely.
-How did she like the tulips? -She loved them.
-Where's the babysitter? -I don't know.
-She said she was coming back. -Can you read me a comic?
Open wide!
-Easy! Black. -Correct.
-Great! I'm so good! -Do you want one more?
Of course. I'm going to take the whole thing.
I'm going to beat the record.
-Easy! Green. -Wrong. Yellow.
Damn it! I never get it wrong when I do it with Robin!
It's yellow.
-Who is that? -Do you want some coffee?
-Who is she? -It's the babysitter.
-Nenne. This is Kajsa. -Hi.
She's good with kids.
I came to tell you I found an apartment in Old Town.
Old Town? We talked about this.
I told you, there's just--
People piss in alleys, it's full of tourists.
We fucked. A little.
She means nothing to me.
-You said you loved me. -Yes.
-That you wanted kids with me. -Well--
Who is this trash you brought home? Make her leave!
-She's leaving. -You want me to tell Rosie?
-You're cheating on Rosie! -Maybe a little.
-She's mad at him. -Because he fooled her.
Exactly.
You cheating dog! You bastard! Traitor!
-Calm down! -Dirtbag! You homo!
Nenne, calm down.
I was just horny, that's it. It's just the babysitter.
She's just a piece of meat.
"What's happening?
Rip! Gulp!
Ouch! Ooff!"
-They're fighting here. -Not that one!
Look, he's in pain.
"Sproink!
Groink!"
Hey! We're done.
So many things! Is everything for me?
-I'm leaving for a lecture. -I know.
-Is everything for me? -Yes. Come, come!
I don't want you to buy me presents.
But we have something to celebrate.
What?
Well, I hope...
Will you marry me?
I'm sorry.
How could you be so damn stupid?
You can't lie there. We sold it to Germany for 200,000.
Didn't you realize she would say no?
I thought we were in love.
She's 24 years old. You've known her three weeks.
-Almost a month. -She got scared.
Scared? Why would she be scared?
What am I going to do?
Everything is hopeless.
-I can't go on like before. -That'll be difficult.
I messed everything up!
How could I be so damn stupid?
Answer my question first.
What?
How could you be so damn stupid?
What happened here?
I've been sitting here thinking...
that I...
I figured out that I want to tell you that I...
lied a little.
The babysitter was here, and...
I will tell you everything later. I promise.
Here's someone who's been missing his dad.
How are you?
I thought we could--
Let's just forget about this and do something fun!
-Let's go to Skansen! -Yeah!
I know the guy who runs it, so we can get in for free.
Frank!
It's been some ups and downs lately.
Yes, but now we are united.
And we know where we stand. We really do.
When you said that you were drifting apart,
what did you mean? Did one of you find someone else?
-No, not at all. -No.
But you were thinking about divorce?
-No, no. -It never got to that.
-I guess we just... -Drifted apart.
We've decided to really give our relationship a chance.
We have a strong foundation. Our love for each other.
Yes, and our honesty. That's one of our building blocks.
-I love you. -Love you.
It sounds like the best scenario possible.
It's amazing we're back together. I love Nenne more than ever.
We can finally build our lives together.
I'm so happy we have a new therapist.
An adult, mature woman...
She seems so grounded...
experienced...
and she looks a little horny.
THE END