A NETFLIX SERIES
AUGUST: I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY!
Wilhelm, hold on.
Please, Wilhelm…
We need to talk.
At least before you leave.
ONCE A BROTHER, ALWAYS A BROTHER.
WILHELM: STOP CALLING ME!
YOU'VE RUINED EVERYTHING. I'LL MAKE YOUR LIFE A LIVING HELL!
AUGUST: I'D DO ANYTHING FOR YOU TO FORGIVE ME.
WILLE, PLEASE ANSWER ME.
So…
-Hello! -Hey!
-Hi. -Oh, hi, Marcus.
-How are you doing? -I'm fine. How are you?
-Yeah? And how were things at the stables? -It was fine.
-Marcus needs the bathroom. That one. -Oh, sure.
-Thanks. -Sure.
So…
There's a letter for you.
-I got accepted. -Really?
I'm going to stay at Manor House. I'm finally a boarder.
I hear that it was long ago
I'm lonely, I'm the strongest
It won't happen again
I don't wanna feel that way
Who'd wanna feel that way?
I don't wanna feel that way Tell me, who'd wanna feel that?
I'd wanna feel that way
It won't happen again
Beautiful.
Thanks.
-What… -I'm helping Dad at the stables.
Your sister missed the bus, so I gave her a ride home.
I got my license recently, so it's just fun to drive.
Nice. You go to Marieberg, right?
Yes. I'm a senior.
I think we went to the same kindergarten. You're Lottie's son, right?
Yes. Marcus.
Simon.
I was just on my way to the bathroom, and I heard you singing.
Then I saw you, and…
Well, anyway…
By the way, have you ever been to karaoke night at Tompas?
You should join me some time. If you sing like that, they'll love you.
Add me on Insta.
Okay.
Cool.
WILHELM: AUGUST IS TRYING TO APOLOGIZE. AS IF THAT'S POSSIBLE!
FELICE: HE'S SUCH AN IDIOT!
WILHELM: HE'S GOING TO PAY.
FELICE: LET'S TALK MORE AT SCHOOL.
Hi, Mom.
I just talked to your dad,
and he told me you're going to quit riding.
When were you planning on telling me?
-I've tried, but you won't listen. -I don't get it.
We spent so long looking for Rousseau, and now you're calling it quits?
I know. I know.
We already booked your riding lessons for the summer, with the trainer--
-Hey, Mom, Sara got into Manor House. -Hey, Felice…
SARA: I WILL LIVE WITH YOU
Hi!
Nice. Really nice. Thank you very much.
What is it?
I don't know how much it will help with this noise.
The seniors are leaving soon.
Forest Ridge are hosting their new semester party.
This is their last one, so it will be total chaos.
Are you sure that it's okay for me to take your room?
I don't want to…
Good night, Maddie.
-Where do I put my stuff? -Well, just go ahead and pick a shelf.
Which one? It's a bit of a mess in here.
Proper girls with deep pockets! Praise be to these precious pussies!
-Her! -Right now!
Welcome to your fucking initiation!
Proper girls, deep pockets!
-Cheers. -Down the hatch.
Proper girls!
Listen up.
Your test, in order to make you a proper Manor House girl,
is to sneak into the seniors' party
and do something to make the entire party come to a halt.
You don't have to do it.
-Of course she has to do it. -It's tradition!
She's not a wuss, right?
Wait! Hold on! This can't get ruined. Because it's… That's…
I'll take care of that.
-Off you go! Get going. -Go, go.
Don't you dare come back until you've stopped the party.
Way to go, Sara!
I have a bad feeling about this.
Sara hasn't replied since we dropped off her bags.
She almost never answers texts, Mom.
Mom…
she's probably busy learning how to place the cutlery, or something.
I shouldn't have let her move out, you know?
Yeah, but it's a bit late for that now.
I'll try to get a hold of her.
-Final semester! -Final semester!
-August!
-Yeah! Dude!
The Bond girl, huh?
Where were you? You missed our last Christmas trip.
-The Seychelles were so damn nice. -It was magical.
"Who had sex in the pool?"
-"…in the pool?" -What's that about?
Francoise's maid found a condom in the swimming pool.
-It was just floating. -They fished it out with a rake.
I guess you had to be there. So funny.
Well, I wouldn't have liked having… a beer belly for my final semester.
Are you kidding me? Seriously? Don't tell me you've lost weight.
You know me. Right?
SIMON: WHY WON'T YOU REPLY? MOM IS WORRIED SICK.
All power to the proper Manor House girls!
Fire!
-Simme, what's up? -Hi! Could you…
-Could you give me a ride to the Palace? -Sorry, bro. I'm at my aunt's.
Fuck!
SIMON: ROSH, COULD YOU PLEASE GIVE ME A RIDE TO THE PALACE?
ROSH: SORRY, I'M NOT AT HOME.
MARCUS - FOLLOW
YOU DON'T HAPPEN TO BE OUT DRIVING?
TYPING…
HI! NO? DO YOU NEED A RIDE?
MOM
Thanks.
What the hell?
-Hi. -We totally crashed the seniors' party.
-What? -It was so crazy. Are you at home?
No, I just got to Hillerska.
If you want to mess with August, now's the time. Come to the party--
Hello?
Let's go.
Thanks a lot. I really mean it.
It's fine. It sounded like an emergency.
But you could at least sit in the front seat.
This isn't a taxi.
Sure.
Sorry.
-My bad. It's Sara… She's lost it. -Don't worry. I get it. Let's go.
It was the wildest party of the break. Everyone was there!
You can put my bags in there. I'll be right there.
Damn, that's crazy.
-No way. -Hey, listen, that bouncer…
-Yeah? -He grabbed us. I mean--
How about that! The Crown Prince. How are you doing?
I'm fine.
-Who wants to go to the seniors' party? -Sure.
But… we're not invited, and we don't have permission to go out.
If you help me get past Malin, I'll get us in. We'll work it out.
-What? -Are you kidding?
-Welcome back. -Thanks.
-Are you serious? -Yes.
-Sara set fire to our flag. That's insane. -She's really weird.
Are we leaving now then?
Thanks a lot for the ride. I mean it.
Don't worry about it. Do you want me to come with?
-No, it's fine. -Are you sure?
-Yes. -Okay.
-Thanks anyway. -That's cool.
We're lucky we could put it out.
-She's a damn pyromaniac! -But that was before. It was--
-Hey, hey! -No, no, no.
What is this? What are you doing here?
-We're going in. -No, no, no.
Where's your permission to be out?
-Why does that matter? We're going in. -Go home. Seriously.
-Go get August. -No way.
Wait, that's a great idea.
Let's get August and hear what the prefect says.
-Yeah. -Let's get August.
What is this? A traveling circus? What's going on?
Wille! Welcome back.
Address me as Your Highness.
How's that?
You are to address me as Your Royal Highness.
Okay.
If Your Royal Highness returns immediately,
you might not be reprimanded.
No, I think we'll stay.
Your Royal Highness… must understand--
Try me.
Tell me what to do, see what happens.
If you insist,
I suppose I could make an exception.
-No, no, no. -What are you doing?
No, no, no. Hey, hey! Get back here!
August, what are you doing? The opening party is for seniors only.
Besides, Sara already--
It's just a party! Okay?
Yes, but it's…
What's his problem?
Sara?
-You're here too? -Have you seen Sara?
You mean the lunatic? Yeah, she probably ran off to hide.
-She put us all to shame. -I think I know where she is.
Hey. Hey, is…
Sorry, is Sara there?
Yes, Simon's looking for her.
Yes… He's right here.
Hello?
You scared the crap out of me. Where the hell are you?
Why won't you answer my calls?
Mom is worried sick. You have to text her.
Okay.
Apparently, she passed her initiation.
As always, these lovely traditions…
No, hold on!
Hi, by the way.
Hi.
I got a haircut.
MARCUS: HOW IS IT GOING? THE CAB IS ABOUT TO LEAVE.
I'm sorry. I really have to go.
Marcus is his name.
Hillerska leases some of his family's estate.
He manages the shooting range, stables, etc.
How do you know? You know him?
I found him on Grindr last…
I think it was last spring.
But he didn't seem interested in boarding school boys.
But…
Grindr? I mean, you're… But you and Madison were…
Come on, Wille. I didn't think you were so old-fashioned.
Or I guess that is your whole deal.
All done. You know what?
The problem with you and Simon,
he doesn't understand the situation you're in.
You're from two separate worlds.
You have to pick someone on your level, one of us.
Let me know if you need help finding someone.
Just give me a call. We'll hook you up.
You have to be more discreet.
Old traditions, passing years
Hillerska will still be here
Hillerska's spirit touches us all
When we meet in its hallowed halls
Dear students of Hillerska.
Let me start by welcoming you
to a new year.
Our lovely seniors will have the privilege to graduate
exactly 120 years after the founding of this school.
As you have been informed,
this anniversary will be celebrated with a big ceremony.
Her Royal Majesty will honor us with a visit
and Crown Prince Wilhelm will be giving a speech.
This will be recorded,
as it is the first time the Crown Prince is giving a public speech.
This is obviously…
WILHELM: WHY IS THE PRINCIPAL SAYING I'M GIVING A SPEECH?
…but rather about the entire school year.
FARIMA: IF YOU HADN'T REFUSED TO TALK TO THE QUEEN,
YOU WOULD HAVE BEEN WELL INFORMED.
I'm so late. I didn't hear my alarm go off.
What about last night? Did you make it to the Palace?
Marcus gave me a ride. He's a senior at Marieberg.
Okay.
-What? -Nothing.
He stopped by our house the other day.
-Okay. -Sara knows him from the stables.
-Just forget it. -Yeah, okay.
-Well, I met Wille yesterday. -Okay.
I figured it would be easier to see him after the break,
but it was just harder.
I don't know how to manage seeing him every day.
That guy is toxic.
He told you he wouldn't give the statement,
and what did he do?
-He left you all alone. -What am I supposed to do?
Do whatever it takes. Don't talk to him. Don't even look at him.
-But we're in the same classes. -So what?
Don't sit next to him. Act as if he doesn't exist.
-But… -But what?
He fucked up, and he has to give you the space you need.
If I were you, I would delete everything.
Delete all pictures, block his number, get a rebound.
It worked when Yasmina dumped me.
-So he should rebound with Marcus? -Why not?
He's invited me to karaoke night.
-What? -For real?
Well then, go for it!
Yes, go for it!
-Welcome back, Alexander. -Thank you.
Hey, did you notice, Alexander is back?
Yes, it's pretty strange.
Dad's on the PTA and told me nobody wanted to start an investigation,
and that his dad apparently donated a hefty sum to the school.
Maybe that financed the padel court.
-Such a middle-class sport. -As if the school lacks cash?
No, but the number of applicants is declining.
They figured with the prince enrolling, there would be a boost,
but then with the sex tape…
Take it easy.
Alexander doesn't know who snitched on him about the drugs.
He doesn't know it was you, Wille, who framed him instead of Simon.
So, just chill out.
He's coming over.
-Hi! Hey, man! -Hi, hi.
Everything okay? Great to see you! Are you doing well?
Hi, Alexander.
-Hi! Nice to see you. -Hi.
-You too. I'm glad you're here. -We…
-Hi! How are you? -I'm fine. How are you?
Fine.
-Hey, walk with me to school? -Sure. See you later.
-New haircut? -Yes. You too?
Yes. Looks good.
Thanks. You too.
Have you told Simon that August uploaded the video?
No, Mom is right about one thing.
If I tell Simon, he'll go to the police. He thinks that's the right thing to do.
But everyone will protect August, the school, and the royal family.
Everyone for themselves.
So, what's your plan?
I will take away everything he cares about.
Does he care about anything but himself?
Sure, he loves being prefect and team captain and feeling powerful.
You'll see. I will punish him… my way.
Okay.
-I'll have a regular coffee. -A regular coffee.
Felice is texting me, "One more coffee, black."
-Without milk? -Yes. Exactly.
-It's for Wilhelm, apparently. -What?
-Yes, have you heard anything? -About what?
Well, about her and Wille?
No. They kept in touch over the break.
But they're just friends.
They are sending each other heart emojis on Instagram.
It seems a bit fishy.
Maddie, hand me one of those Tic Tacs?
Did Simon mention anything?
Was this one mine?
I…
I just wanted to know,
were they together for real, or is he bi or something?
If so, it wouldn't be weird if he and Felice--
Stop acting like you're such good girls. When Erik was with that OnlyFans girl--
That's right! Do you know what I heard? The Royal Court made her sign an NDA.
The chocolate bar as well?
-No. I'll pass. -You're skipping that.
That'll be 150 kronor. Here you go.
SAVINGS - 500, TRANSFER - 200
CHECKING ACCOUNT - 230.23 TRANSFER COMPLETE!
-There. Thank you. -Bye.
Not having anything?
-No. -You sure?
Simon.
-I'm sorry. I missed my bus. -I have to report your absence.
I don't want you being late if you're to sing the solo at the jubilee.
I'm performing a solo?
There will be a lot of influential people in attendance.
People who could open doors for you in the future.
Thank you.
Keep your priorities straight this semester.
Focus on the choir.
-Thank you. -And be on time.
But what are we going to sing?
I want to show that the school has changed a bit during its 120 years.
How about a new version of the Hillerska song?
-Hi. -Hey.
-Good morning. -Good morning, Miss Ramirez.
Please, take your seats.
I want you to start by taking out your notebooks,
and then we will write headings.
Could you lend me a pencil?
Could you open it?
Good day, gentlemen.
Good day, housemaster.
Welcome back to you all.
Welcome to the first luncheon of the year. Please, go ahead.
-I'm so hungry. Why do we have to wait? -You decided on these rules, right?
Seniors, you may start. Please, go ahead.
Your Royal Highness, the seniors go first.
What?
The seniors go first.
Who decided that?
It's tradition.
Yes, but it's an issue for the students to decide upon.
Neither the board of trustees nor the staff will interfere.
That's right. We made that decision.
In that case, let's see a show of hands.
It's the same for everybody. We served our seniors.
When you are in your final year, you get to enjoy the same privileges.
Or we could enjoy them now and break with tradition.
Question is, "Who thinks we should stop serving the seniors
and get our food whenever we please?"
Lower your filthy hands.
This isn't a democracy.
It's up to the prefect to decide. Is that understood?
Do as you please.
Perfect. Please, go ahead.
August?
Thank you.
There's no need to thank me.
Yes, I know that August was the one who framed me for the drugs.
But you are not like them.
You take a stand for people who are different.
Well, I've been thinking.
Mom has been on some kind of juice cleanse.
It takes three weeks.
I forgot my chemistry textbook.
-See you later. -Okay.
Hi.
Hello? August.
I just wanted to thank you. Please, answer me.
-I don't know what I-- -We had a deal.
-Yeah. -Yes.
I get you into Manor House, you keep your mouth shut about the video.
Yes, I know.
I convinced the board of trustees that you deserved the scholarship.
And what did you do?
You immediately had to go tell Wille.
What? I never talked to Wille.
Who else could have told him? Nobody saw it but you.
-It wasn't me. -So how come he knows?
I don't think you're able to grasp how much I regret doing what I did.
There is something wrong with my fucking head, don't you see?
I have tried apologizing.
I've begged him, down on my hands and knees,
and he just tries to humiliate me every chance he gets.
All I'm doing is waiting,
waiting for that kick in the head that will come when I least expect it!
I know it's coming.
The Royal Court won't take this lightly.
They are probably sitting around…
planning how they are… going to punish me and I--
-August, breathe. -Don't touch…
-I don't feel-- -Calm down. Listen to me.
-Feel my hand? Feel it? -What is this?
-Yes, I feel it. -Yes.
Please, just listen to me.
Breathe.
Use your breathing to move my hand.
Good.
Keep going.
AYUB: JUST BE HONEST WITH HIM. YOU HAVE TO PUT YOURSELF FIRST.
Hey.
-Hey. -Can we talk?
This thing…
where we're pretending nothing happened… it's not working.
Excuse me.
Couldn't we just…
Wille, Wille…
I've been thinking about you all break.
But it has also been nice…
getting some space.
Okay, so… what?
We aren't supposed to talk to each other?
It doesn't have to stay that way forever, but for now…
Dammit, Simon, you're the only one I can talk to.
Wille, please. Don't you realize that you hurt me?
I can't be around you right now.
Please, tell me what to do. Simon…
SIMON: AYUB, KARAOKE TONIGHT?
MOM
-What's with this weather? -All of a sudden, it just started snowing.
-Yeah, only in Sweden. -Out of nowhere.
-Till morning light, oh, oh -Oh, God.
-We're gonna party tonight -What?
-I'm really nervous. -Why?
-I don't know. -Oh, oh, when tomorrow comes…
-We can leave if you want. -No. He's seen us. We have to go in.
-This is your chance to get over Wille. -Yeah, chill out.
-Hi. -Coke, please.
I'll have a coke as well.
That's how Rosh got over Yasmine.
-Yasmina. -No, Yasmine.
-Her name is Yasmina. -What? No.
Yasmina, man.
Simon, I'm so glad you came.
-I can't believe you've never been here. -No.
-Hi! Marcus. -Hi.
The gang.
-Hi! I'm Ayub. -Introduce yourselves.
-Hi. -Hi, Simon.
David, Sara. What are you going with?
-What do you mean? -You gotta sing something.
-Are we singing? I-- -Yes.
-No, I'm not singing karaoke. -Are you too scared?
-I can't sing karaoke. -We'll sing together. Okay?
Carola.
-"Love isn't love"? -"Love isn't love."
-No. -Yes.
No, please, no.
-No, no. -Yes! Yes!
Let's go, Simme!
Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you,
Bjärstad's very own Simon Eriksson!
Stranger, you came into my life
Touched me with sweet sensation
One starry night, we made it right
Forever
And stranger, you cut me like a knife
You showed me…
My destination
I thought I knew love
But then a true love came my way!
Love isn't love without this feeling…
Well, Sigge went on and on like he always does.
-Move. He also talked about-- -Why don't you just sit somewhere else?
I'm sorry?
Come on. There are lots of free seats. You could sit somewhere else.
-Move! -Damn!
You see what happens when you change a functioning system?
System failure. Chaos. Listen.
When a senior enters the room, you listen to him.
-These are rules. That's the way it is. - …with sweet sensation
One starry night, we made it right
Forever
Hi! I'm the third wheel. I crashed their date, man.
It isn't right, it isn't real at all
It's just an illusion A dream that will tumble and fall…
Wilhelm?
-Wille? -Good.
Checkmate.
And then you could have a bit more…
Understand?
Couldn't you open and then just…
I think that it should work anyway.
Whoops. Excuse me.
Wilhelm, how… how nice to hear from you.
This is your fault.
This is all your fault!
What happened?
Simon's on a date with someone else.
Okay.
Listen, I'm not Erik. And I don't want to be him either.
I don't want any of this.
Well, calm down. Take three deep breaths--
I mean it! For fuck's sake, I don't want to be Crown Prince!
Cut it out!
You are being hysterical.
I understand that you're frustrated and stressed out,
but I need you to calm down and tell me what's going on.
Put me on speaker.
Put me on speaker,
or else I'll go live on Instagram and make sure all of Sweden hear.
You're on speaker.
Okay.
Farima, Jan-Olof? Who's there?
Farima is not here today, but Minou and I are sitting here.
We're listening, Your Royal Highness.
Okay, listen up.
I won't be giving any fucking speech at that damn jubilee. Okay?
No one mentioned it to me!
I am tired of you making decisions behind my back all the time!
And I won't be Crown Prince any longer! I'm not going to be king!
I really mean it this time.
If you don't listen, I'll go public.
Subtitle translation by: Jennifer Swahn