A NETFLIX SERIES
Are you going there now?
Mom's picking me up at ten.
Can't you stay a while then? I mean, we have the day off.
I have something to take care of first.
I have to start making things right.
I'll call you when I get home from the police.
Yes?
Hi, Jan-Olof.
-August. -Yes.
S-so something…
minor happened, sort of.
Is it urgent? We're about to take off from Brussels.
No, it's-it's just that I have a bit of a situation--
-Au-Aug-August. August. -Uh…
We are counting on you not to give us any problems whatsoever.
You represent the entire Royal Court now.
Nah, it… Stupid phone call.
I, uh…
I'll solve it myself. It's a minor problem.
I'm so sorry I called.
Yes? Yeah?
Good morning. It's quarter past seven, and it's 12 degrees outside.
Thanks, Alexander.
Sure.
Hey!
Hmm?
-Come in for a bit. -Hmm.
FEEL YOUR RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE LEGACY
Your Majesty…
Your…
Your Majesty…
Dear Mother…
It's an honor to stand before you today…
and speak to you.
Not only as the Crown Prince of Sweden…
but rather…
but also as… also as your…
Uh…Oh, fuck.
AUGUST: WE HAVE TO TALK. COME TO THE PALACE.
WILHELM: I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU.
AUGUST: YOU NEED TO HEAR THIS. IT'S ABOUT SIMON.
Hi.
You haven't picked up your phone in days.
I've had a lot going on, and…
Can we please just talk?
Okay.
Go ahead.
I really like you… a lot.
-You're good and-- -"And nice and totally perfect."
But that's not enough, is it?
-Not compared to a prince at least. -This isn't about Wille.
It isn't?
So nothing happened between you two?
So that's why you left me at the ball. I came there for your sake.
For what? To make him jealous or something?
No, that's not the reason.
I've been trying to tell you that I'm not ready for a serious relationship,
and you haven't been listening to me.
Okay, so it's my fault that you treat me like shit?
No.
But it just happened to come to this.
-Just… -I'm sorry.
So it just happened too?
Everything just happens, and it's never your fault.
Do you know what your problem is?
It's that you go around seeing yourself as some kind of fucking victim
among all the brats.
You say you don't want any drama, but apparently that's what turns you on.
Go.
ONCE A BROTHER, ALWAYS A BROTHER
What do you want?
Look…
I understand that what I did to you is unforgivable.
And I have, um…
I have accepted that you will hate me for the rest of your life.
But Erik wouldn't have let Simon go to the police.
And now it's my responsibility too to protect the royal family.
You don't think it's a bit late for that?
If Simon reports me, then…
we have decided that Alexander will take the blame.
What?!
What? What do you mean? We have proof that it was you.
You have proof that the video was recorded on my phone, yes.
But I was pretty drunk.
So drunk that I left my phone at the palace.
Alexander, nice guy that he is,
he brought the phone with him up to Forest Ridge on his way home.
He tried to get in, knocked on all the windows,
until he eventually came to your window.
There, he saw you making out with someone.
He started recording, just for fun, you know,
until he realized who you were sleeping with.
Why are you doing this?
You hate August.
Yes, but I know that it was you who actually framed me for the drugs.
And then, you go around pretending to be my friend.
You can't fuck with me.
I'm not stupid.
So what? You're gonna go to prison for something that he's done?
I've spoken to my lawyer.
If this leads to him being convicted, which is highly unlikely…
I mean, we don't actually know who posted the video.
There are neither witnesses nor proof, right?
And Alexander is a minor, which means a milder sentence,
plus the entire Court's gratitude when they understand what you've done.
Look, this plan that the two of you cooked up,
that you think is so fucking smart, it'll never work.
It won't stop Simon from going to the police.
-The fuck you think? -Shame.
Well, if you can't convince him,
then we might as well make sure that everything is brought out in the open.
"Micke Eriksson."
Pretty easy to guess where this came from.
I'd hate to have to report Simon to the police.
Wille, be smart here. Don't you think this has gone too far?
I mean, things settled down as soon as you denied the rumors.
-Nobody cares about the video-- -Wrong! I care!
I'm just trying to make you understand what is best for you,
for everybody, the thing that does the least damage.
So now, you'll go talk to Simon…
before it's too late.
Okay?
Yeah, some show jumping horse for my son.
Yeah.
I mean, this is just taking way too long. Come on.
You done cuddling?
-Yeah. -Yeah? There. Come on.
Hup!
Helena!
Oh, you're here. Good.
Take the reins.
Come on. Get in.
-Should we-- -No, I wanna stay until they've left.
Absolutely.
There you go.
I played sex games with my dolls till I was, like, 14 and a half.
Last year, I had a kleptomaniac phase.
And you know that mascara you got from me for Christmas? Yeah, I stole it.
And I haven't slept with three guys. I've slept with five.
And in my seventh year, I said I had an uncle who died from cancer
in order to skip PE class.
What-What are you doing?
I'm so sorry that I didn't tell you about Rousseau.
I just wanted to be completely honest with you.
No more secrets.
Did you really say that you had an uncle who died from cancer?
Yeah, I did actually.
That's so terrible.
I'm sorry.
You have nothing to apologize for.
Yes. I have to tell you something.
-Hmm? -I'm in love with August.
What?
I wanted to tell you for such a long time,
I promise,
but I've been so afraid that you'd hate me.
I'm sorry. I know that he's your ex and that you shouldn't…
That it's wrong.
No, no. But you don't understand. You can't be in love with him.
I don't give a shit about him being my ex. But he's the worst person in the world.
He's not to be trusted.
SIMON: HEY, MOM. I'M A BIT EARLY. WAITING FOR YOU AT THE CUL-DE-SAC.
Hey, wait!
Simon.
-He's got us pinned. -Who?
-August. -What?
He's convinced Alexander to take the blame for everything.
But we have proof.
We have proof that it was filmed with August's phone.
Now Alexander will say he had it.
If you go to the police, then… they'll bring up the whole drug thing.
-But… -Your dad's name is on the bottles.
Why is he bringing this up today?
Somebody must have warned him. Have you told anyone?
No, I mean-- I mean, Felice knows all about the video,
but I didn't tell her that you were going to the police, and…
she'd never talk to August.
Oh, fuck. It's Wille.
Hold on. Hi.
-Have you talked with August? -What?
Simon was going to the police, but somehow August found out.
He's convinced Alexander to take the blame.
W-W-What?
-What's goin' on? -Who the fuck told him?
August!
-Have you seen August? -I think he went shooting or something.
FELICE: WHAT'S GOING ON? WHAT THE HELL HAS HE DONE?
WILHELM: COME TO THE SHOOTING RANGE.
THIS HAS TO END.
August!
I-I'm shooting here, so keep your distance.
Who the hell do you think you are?
Who tipped you off?
Huh?
What-What are you talking about? Huh?
So you just happened to know I was going to the police today?
The police?
You think you can get away with anything, don't you?
I'm ready to do what it takes to protect the royal family.
Maybe that's something you should consider.
Hey…What… What…?
What the-- What the hell is this?
The royals are fucking masters at covering up accidents. Right, August?
And I'm still the Crown Prince, not you.
Who told you?
Wille!
-What are you doing? -He's just about to confess.
Who was it?
Get down on your knees.
-On your knees. -Put the gun down.
Now!
-Fuck. -Wille, what the hell?!
Tell me who tipped you off.
Tell me who the fuck it was.
-Calm down for fuck's sake. -Who was it?
-Do you-- -Who was it?!
Who was it?!
Tell me who the fuck it was!
It was me!
It was me.
I told him.
I thought that if I gave him a chance, he would choose to confess himself.
He was about to confess last winter.
What? Last winter?!
What the fuck? Why?
'Cause I was in love with him.
-You knew all he's done to me, and still-- -I know.
I thought the damage was already done 'cause the video had gone viral.
He told me he felt horrible and wanted to confess,
and I believed him.
I'm sorry, Simon.
I'm sorry.
You didn't think it enough to destroy my family, did you?
You had to destroy one more, is that it? You couldn't get enough!
Is that how it was?!
Wille… you don't wanna do this.
-You-- I know you don't want this either. -Simon…
You don't even want to be prince.
Drop the gun.
Wille, what the hell?
You're so fucking despicable, you know that?
Disgusting.
You-- You were gonna take care of it.
You were supposed to confess, August.
I have a responsibility now.
I have to protect the royal family. Don't you get that? Even if Wille can't--
The thing only you protected was yourself.
I trusted you, and you let me down, just like you did everyone else.
How could I be so stupid?
You-- You also know what it's like to fight for what you want, you know?
We-We're the same, you and me.
-That's what I love about you. -No.
Yes, Sara. I…
I'm sorry. I… I…
I couldn't do anything else.
Sara?
No.
-Sara… Sara… -No.
Simon, wait.
Hey.
-Simon… -Please. I can't take it anymore.
Simon. Simon.
Please. I…
I just wanna go home.
Get off. Get off of me, Wille.
THIS IS YOUR SCHOOL FEEL YOUR RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE LEGACY
There.
Hi, Dad.
Man, I can't believe Sara did this.
I mean, he must have brainwashed her completely.
I don't know. It just feels like I don't even know who she is anymore.
Can't you just report him anyway?
You haven't done anything wrong.
Do you remember the thing with the pills?
That's gonna come out, and Mom's gonna be devastated.
I just can't win this. Don't you get that?
What's going on, Simon? I was waiting for you outside the school.
Sorry, but I'm not going through with it, Mom.
But…
I don't get it. What about the police?
I was wrong.
It wasn't August.
But, Simon… …you know who it was.
If everybody's just gonna protect themselves and their families,
then I'm gonna do the same.
-An old factory, right? Wasn't it? -Mm, the fortress.
Where we, uh…
-No. It was called the palace. -Mm!
That's where we had our parties.
Your mother wasn't as innocent as she'd like…
-Stop it. -…to appear.
Stop. Don't give him any ideas.
-How are you, honey? -I'm not hungry.
Ah…
Are you nervous because of your speech, perhaps?
No.
Your teacher informed us that you didn't participate
in your oral book presentation.
I didn't feel well. I threw up.
Oh, no.
What are you saying? What, were you ill?
No.
But, uh…
if you want a test audience, you can do the speech for us.
-Right? -No.
Yes.
No, thanks. I don't think that's a good idea.
You know, the video of me and Simon wasn't even the biggest problem.
It was what all the lies and secrets have done to us.
Wha-- Uh… What-What do you mean?
I mean that you've always said that we should protect ourselves
by keeping it in the family, but it doesn't work that way.
It only leads to new and bigger problems.
-Where's all this coming from? -It--
You were the one who told me to see a therapist.
Yes, I did.
Because it is important to learn to talk about your emotions.
But you can talk to us about absolutely anything.
But that's not enough!
Don't you see that?
I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow.
Yeah, it'll do you good to get some rest for tomorrow,
and get some new energy.
-What are you doing? -Switching rooms.
You made me feel like the worst friend in the world because of Rousseau,
but you kept all this a secret all along.
It's fucking sick.
Hope it was worth it.
With August. Come on. It's such a player move.
-I don't get it. -Okay, step aside, please.
What are you doing here, Felice, huh?
Why are you all gathered here?
What on earth is happening?
But…
Sara?
Okay, look, Sara and Felice's ex had, like, a thing,
and Sara, like, pretended--
Seems silly to fight like this because of some boy.
Yeah, but it's not just about some boy.
Right. It's about loyalty.
Why are you two even here? This is none of your business.
Okay, we're here for Felice!
Maybe you've misunderstood how this works, but we don't keep secrets here.
Really? Don't you?
Stella and Fredrika, could you two please leave the room?
-Is that okay with you? -Yeah.
I'd like that very much.
Wait until Madison hears about this.
There. Now we can talk.
But, like, I can change rooms. It doesn't matter.
But, Sara, listen to what you're saying.
I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding.
-The only thing you have to do is talk-- -But it's not a misunderstanding.
I mean, Sara's proven she's not a real friend.
She's not loyal.
I don't know what happened. I've never been in love before.
It's like I went totally insane.
I've always been able to tell right from wrong,
but with him, it's like everything that's wrong felt totally right.
You're so fucking full of shit.
AUGUST: SARA, CAN WE TALK?
PLEASE! I FEEL LIKE SHIT.
"With every step…" "With our every…"
"With our every step… we strive…"
With our ev…
"With our every step…
we strive…"
"With our every step…
we will strive to make you…"
"…proud."
Fuck.
Hi, you have reached Sara.
I can't take your call, but leave a message.
What do you mean?
I don't know what to do about me and Wille.
He wants to keep it a secret…
and you don't.
It only needs to be a secret until he turns 18.
That's a mighty long time, man.
But, bro, the only one who can decide what you wanna do is you.
Getting sleepy?
Mm-hmm. Should we turn off the lights?
On three?
-Mm-hmm. -One.
Two.
Three.
Good night, Simon.
Good night.
"…to, in the future, be able to take on the responsibilities that has been…"
"…imposed."
Hello?
Sara?
You're fine.
-August. -Good morning.
Your Majesty, Duke Ludvig,
Crown Prince Wilhelm.
Yes, then we're all here.
As you know, we'll start with a photo session.
I was thinking that we should try out a formation for the photoshoot.
And maybe the queen could stand over here,
and the duke next to her on this side,
the crown prince on the other side…
and the principal on…
Uh, uh, if August wouldn't mind taking a step back
so the principal can stand there.
-Delighted. -A pleasure.
Von Streben. Nice to see you again.
-Check out August. -He's doing well.
-Shit, he's living the life. -Call me.
-Ah. Märta. -Mm, my God. You've grown up.
-Look at you. -Who the hell is she?
-Thank you. -My name is Charlie. Nice to meet you.
Thank you, Charlie.
-Have you picked them yourselves? -Yeah.
-We have. -Great. How lovely.
Thank you.
Your Royal Highness, it's time to go to the ceremony.
This way. Thank you.
After you. Thank you. Thanks.
Mm. Right.
-August, did you rehearse the speech? -What?
-I know it by heart. -Good!
Sara.
-Guys, come on. -Sara?
Uh, where are you going?
Wait. Wait a second.
Hey, uh, I've, uh…
bought Rousseau.
-What? -Yeah, I sold one of Dad's paintings.
I gave them an offer they couldn't refuse.
He's yours now. That's what you wanted, right?
Wasn't that your dream?
You really don't get it, huh?
Sara…
So I'm ready to go, okay?
-Jan-Olof? -Mm-hmm?
Could I have a moment?
I really hate August.
But it's not worth destroying our families and…
destroy it all because of that.
And I also don't want him to destroy what we have.
I don't want that either.
I want to be with you.
And if we have to keep it a secret, then…
then so be it.
If there's no other way…
But no more secrets between us.
I love you.
Crown Prince, we have to go.
The principal will say a few words,
and then it's your turn.
I don't know if I can do it.
Are you sure, my prince?
I-- I feel like I'm gonna throw up.
We can't risk that the Crown Prince…
in front of everybody.
No.
Get ready. Your turn next.
SARA: I'M SORRY, SIMON. I'LL MAKE IT RIGHT.
Bjärsta Police Department. How may I help you?
-Hi. I'd like to report a crime please. -I see.
Before we move on, I have to tell you
that we have a minor change in the program.
Crown Prince Wilhelm, who, to our great delight,
was supposed to give the welcome speech,
will today be replaced by… uh…
I mean, uh, let's cordially welcome His Royal Highness Crown Prince Wilhelm
up to the podium.
Your Majesty…
dear Mother…
and dear Hillis.
It is an honor to stand here today,
not only as your Crown Prince…
but also as your classmate.
Hillerska isn't just the place where we are taught to be good citizens,
to, in the future, be able to shoulder the responsibilities
that has been imposed on us.
It is also a home.
Hillerska became a home for me,
just like it was for my dear mother…
and for my brother before me.
The school motto is, "Feel your responsibility for the legacy."
"Be proud of your history."
"Pass on the traditions to the next generation."
No.
It is a problem…
to just keep traditions without stopping
to think about which ones are good and which are bad.
Then nothing happens.
If you must follow traditions, how are we supposed to evolve?
We can't even sing a new version of our school song
without causing mass panic.
And we keep secrets from each other.
We lie.
We pretend to protect each other,
'cause we're afraid of what could happen if we didn't.
We're afraid of the consequences.
I am too. I'm scared as well.
But that ends now.
It was me in that video that leaked last term.
The one with me and Simon.
What?
Hey! Hey!
It was a, um…
a moment I didn't want to share, with anyone else, so I lied about it.
But it was me.