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And what was he wearing the last time you saw him?

He had some-- I think he had beige trousers and--

- Green-- Green shirt. - No, that's not possible.

He doesn't have a green T-shirt. No green T-shirt.

Maybe gray.

I thought it looked green.

Yeah, but he doesn't have a green T-shirt.

Okay, sure.

- No green. - Gray.

Okay, but can he walk or not?

- No. - Yeah, he can walk.

No, he can't walk. Not at all.

I mean, I have to-- I have to lift him to get him into the car.

- He can't even get into the car. - He could walk.

If he really wanted to, he could walk.

- How do you say "car"? - "Coche."

- Thank you. Gracias. - Gracias.

It's not your fault.

- I'm just shocked. - Yeah, I know.

I have a bad feeling about this. Something's not right here.

I need to get home to my family.

I'll head back and keep looking later.

- In Muerta. - Yeah.

What the hell?

Bye.

Hi.

No worries.

- Are you okay? Are you--? - I'm fine.

- I can walk. - Yeah.

Timmy.

I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry. - You don't have to apologize, Timmy.

We both said some stupid things, right?

Everything's going to be okay.

WHERE THE SUN ALWAYS SHINES

My ikigai

Hey. Here you are.

Look. Someone was hungry, huh?

- Is that Don? - No, that's Anis.

That one over there is Don and that one is Demina.

So it's Anis, Don, Demina?

- The rooster's name is Bingo. - Yeah. Cool.

I'm sorry. I get that you were terrified last night.

- I would have been too. - It's okay.

But still, we should have told you. We just never got a chance.

But they're actually really sweet.

And their names are Javier and Elvira. And they--

Well, they live here now, you could say.

They're paying rent.

Just so you know.

Are you and Dad getting a divorce?

No. No.

- Are you sure? - Yeah. For sure.

So, where is he?

- Well-- - What do you mean, "well"?

Well, I don't know. He'll probably be here soon.

Yeah. You have no idea.

Sit down. Sit down.

Edvin. Edvin? Can you sit up?

- Thank you. - Put your phone away.

Good. Nice.

I want us to be completely and totally honest with one another.

We have to be brave enough to admit that--

No, we're not doing well here.

So we're moving back home.

- What the hell is this crap? - What do you mean?

You said this was for real this time. That we were gonna live here.

Yeah, but people are allowed to change their minds.

What the hell? When I didn't want to move here, you forced me.

Because you said we would live here.

Yes, I did.

- And I admit that it was wrong of me. - No.

- Fuck you. I'm not fucking moving. - I...

love you, Anton. I love you.

Edvin. Edvin.

You do want to move back to Sweden, right?

I thought you could start playing soccer again.

But I want to be with Anton.

- Can I go now, Mom? - Go ahead.

Go up to Anton and tell him I'll be there soon.

I love you too, Ant-- No, Edvin.

Tom?

- What the hell are you doing? - What do you mean?

You were the one who absolutely wanted to move here.

Just like Anton said.

- No, that's not entirely true. - Yes, it is.

- No, we both wanted to move here. - No. That's not true, Tom.

You were the one who insisted on moving here.

No ifs or buts. And we all had to adjust.

Well, if you had to adapt,

then it's probably for the best that we're moving back home.

Okay. So it's the same thing again, huh?

You're the one dictating terms for the whole family

and the rest of us are just supposed to adjust.

What the hell are we supposed to do in Sweden?

- Everything there is for real. - Oh, yeah?

We're just walking around, doing nothing,

pretending like it all means something.

Okay, you know what?

I clearly remember you saying that things were to be for real here.

That we were just gonna be together as a family, right?

You haven't spent a second with us since we got here, Tom.

You're totally in your own head.

Yes, I know.

And that's exactly why we need to move back home. Right?

I mean--

Hi.

- Did you find him? - Yeah.

- Great. - Mm.

- Good morning, Timmy! - Good morning!

- How's it going? - How's it going?

- Good. - Good, good.

I don't really know what to say.

- I-- - Magnus--

Of all people...

you choose someone who means something to your daughter.

That's just sick.

- No. It wasn't like that. - I don't want to hear it.

I just can't-- I can't deal with this, Maja.

Maja, I can't take it anymore.

So--

- Do you hear what I'm saying? - But--

I--

I'm definitely not moving back to Sweden.

No, I know that.

- But what about Dad? - No, of course, he won't.

You know what I think?

I think we should do something fun, just us.

- Yes. - Right?

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

- Fun time with Mommy. - Yeah, yeah. All right, all right.

Come on.

- Ew! - That's how it's done.

- Really? - Yeah.

- No way. - That's how you get them clean.

Like they say, "The greener, the cleaner."

The nastier the spit, the cleaner the goggles.

- Seriously? - Yeah.

- Hi! - Wow, that's so cool!

It's unbelievable.

There's so much life down there.

It's like a whole other world. It's amazing.

Has Dad ever dived?

Yeah, he actually did go out with me once,

but that was a long time ago.

It was right after we'd met.

He wanted to see seahorses dancing.

- Seahorses? - They can't dance.

Yes, they actually do.

It's incredible. They can dance for days on end.

They're facing each other with their faces really close together.

It's so beautiful.

Did Dad find any seahorses?

Er...

No. Dad freaked out underwater.

- Really? - Yeah.

So no seahorses, unfortunately.

- You wanna try these on? - Yes, please.

All right, let's see. Watch your hair.

Hey, you've reached Petra. I can't take your call right now.

Please leave a message after the tone.

Yeah. Hey, it's me.

I just wanted to say that I'm leaving now.

There's a flight at 4:30.

And you are more than welcome to come along.

No, you won't make it.

But I promise you, everything is going to work out.

It's going to be perfect and wonderful

and work out for the best, I promise.

Love you. Kisses. Bye.

To the airport.

Now.

Just leave that.

Go inside and just try on the masks, okay?

- Yeah. - Good.

- Maja-- - No.

How the hell could you do that?

I told you about that in confidence!

I'm so fucking sorry.

- Damn you. - I'm sorry.

Oh, you're sorry?

Maja--

I don't know what to do!

Come on. Maja.

He doesn't want me anymore.

Hey, you've reached Timmy. Leave a message--

- No. He's not answering me either. - No. Oh, my God.

Hey, just take it easy.

It will be okay, Maja.

- He's never gonna forgive me. - Yes, he will.

Just give him some time.

- Hey. - He won't. Not really.

I'm really sorry. I don't know what to--

No, you don't have to say anything.

I just need to find somewhere to sleep tonight.

What do you mean? You can sleep here.

No, I don't think I want to see Tom right now.

But thanks, anyway.

Tom went to Sweden and I don't know when he's coming back, so--

It's just--

Okay.

But the kids don't know anything yet. So we can't talk about it.

What happened?

Well, I don't know. Everything is just...

fucked up.

- Hi. - Hi. Hello.

Tom. Tom Kraft.

I was supposed to meet Joseph. Is he here?

I'm the owner of this store. Well, I used to be.

I was the one who built it.

- So if Joseph is-- - Can you get Joseph?

- Hi! - Sure.

Yeah.

- Just leave them. - I don't mind.

- No, just leave them. Yes. - Of course. Sure. That's fine.

You're the pro.

- Hey, Tom. - Joseph, hi! Hello.

Can we talk in your office?

- So I read your e-mail. - Yeah?

I'm not selling the store, just so you know.

Well, surely, that depends?

- There's always a number. - But listen.

We came here 23 years ago, me and my wife.

- I barely had any money in my pocket. - Right.

Now, I'm here. Do you really think I want to sell the store?

- No, I get it. I get it. - No, you don't get it.

Joseph, I get it. You've struggled. And so have I.

But you've got to understand that this is my life's work.

This is my store. And now, I want to buy it back.

Because this is my dream. Yes, it is.

Joseph--

Hi.

Hi.

It happened once.

At the choir camp. You know, when we were in Örebro.

And I'm so fucking mad at myself for letting it go that far.

But...

Magnus and I have kind of...

talked a lot this past year and--

It's somehow become...

clear to me what--

What I'm missing in our relationship.

- Okay. - I mean-- You and I--

We don't really talk to each other anymore.

It's gotten a bit better since we moved here, I think.

But--

But still, I'm missing that curiosity and connection.

Right now, I just feel more like...

your annoying sister.

But-- Are you in love with Magnus?

No. I'm not in love with Magnus at all.

I don't want him. That's not it at all.

It could almost have been anyone. It's just that--

Anyone? What do you mean, like Marcus Oskarsson or Kim Jong Il?

What the hell? What do you mean, "anyone"?

Can we please not make jokes about this?

Maja, you can't tell me how to feel about this,

or whether I can joke about it or not,

or what I'm supposed to think or feel.

You--

- You're saying it's my fault. - No!

- Yes, you are. - No, that's not what I mean at all.

- I'm just trying to-- - That's just what you're saying.

You're saying all these things I've done wrong.

No, it's not you. I'm just trying to--

I'm just trying to explain to you because I want to be with you.

I'm just trying to tell you what it is I'm missing, what I need.

It's not easy.

I know I've made the biggest mistake of my life, I know that.

I just thought I'd try to explain to you.

I just hope that you can forgive me...

one day.

- Hello? - Hello?

- Oh, Tommy! - Hey.

Are you alone or did you bring the family with you?

No, they're coming later.

I have some business I need to take care of first.

But come in, Tommy. Come in.

- Yes. - Hi.

- Hi, Mom. - Hi.

- Timmy? - Hello.

- Hey. - Oh, erm...

Okay, Timmy.

We talked and maybe it's best we move out now.

We don't want to bother you or Maja anymore.

No, listen. It's not you that we're fighting about.

- It's okay. You can stay. - Yeah, but--

We have another empty house. Hay otra casa.

And we figured we could keep studying, you know?

Okay.

Yeah, here, it's muy loco, really messy.

- I understand. - We need to concentrate.

- We can't move. - We have to stay.

But we have a house that--

- What, you're gonna tell him? - Timmy, we stay.

We stay, okay?

- Really? - Yeah, we stay. We stay.

Okay. Thanks. Thanks a lot.

Oh, Timmy, Timmy.

Have you tried to talk to Jesus?

- He can be a good comfort. - No.

- But do you believe in Jesus? - No.

But I feel like him now.

I feel like shit.

Okay.

What about divorce? A fresh start.

You by yourself. By yourself, in your house.

A new girlfriend. New girls.

Party.

Party.

No?

Oh, well-- I'll leave you alone, brother.

Hi.

Just so you know, I'm still...

really pissed off.

Okay?

I just don't know how I'm ever gonna...

move on from this.

- Okay, I get it. - But I--

I have to try it because I--

The thought of living without you is much worse.

So I'm gonna do what Jesus would have done...

and forgive you.

Or try to.

Okay.

But you have to promise me one thing too.

Absolutely.

You have to--

You have to accept me for who I am.

And I know I'm a mess, that I screw up sometimes,

and things go wrong, I wreak havoc.

Sometimes it's my fault. Well, often it's my fault.

- But I'm doing my best. - I know.

I always try to do my best and that's got to be enough for you.

It is enough. It is. I want you just the way you are.

You don't really want that. I know you don't.

Yes, I really do.

I love you so much.

I want you to be just the way you are.

I'm sorry.

I love you.

Oh, shit.

And that idiot wouldn't even let me in.

We stayed on the loading dock next to the cardboard baler.

- Who are you talking about? - Joseph.

- The guy he sold the store to. - Yeah.

Have a caramel cookie. They're freshly baked.

No, thanks, Mom.

But what were you doing in the store? I don't get it.

Here's the thing. I want to buy back the store.

- Oh, you want to move back home? - Yeah, that's right.

We're happy to hear that!

- Yeah, we'd have the grandkids here. - Yes.

The only problem is that Joseph says no.

- Uh-huh? - Mm.

So I'm gonna need your help here.

- With what? - Well, we need more money.

If I make him a really big offer, he can't say no.

- So, you want money from us? - That's right.

Just a loan, of course. But I need more capital.

It would be nice if you stayed for dinner.

You will, won't you?

Yeah, sure. I'd love to.

- Such nice napkins we have. - Where's Linn?

And this over here--

- Hi. - Hi.

- Can we go in? - Yeah, sure.

Yeah, come. How are you?

- Good. - Great.

Look at this.

- What's that? - Spanish bureaucracy shit, man.

We thought you might need some help with the paperwork.

- The company, registration. - Yeah, in perfect Spanish.

- Wow, that's so nice. - That's so sweet of you.

- You wanna join us for dinner? - Yeah.

- Can we? - Yeah, sure, sure.

Sure. Oh, my God.

- Do you need help? - I can't believe you did this.

No, no. It's fine. Thank you.

- No divorce? - Well-- We'll see.

- Love? - We'll see.

- Love. [English] I'm happy for you. - Maybe. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

- I'm proud of you, man. - Sit down.

That's great, Timmy. Just great.

You have a company now, Timmy.

- Yeah, I know. - Let's celebrate.

- We're like a family now, right? - Yes.

Time to eat. Linn?

- We're having dinner. Are you coming? - I'm not hungry.

Come on. Daddy and I cooked. Everything's ready.

What do you mean? You did it together?

Yeah.

So, he's not mad at you anymore?

Er...

Yes, he is.

But he knows I'm the one who's the angriest. At myself.

Hey, I'm sorry. For everything.

Alejandra wants to go to the movies.

- What? - Please, can I?

- Right now? - Yeah.

- Yeah, but-- - Her dad can give us a ride.

Okay, but you haven't eaten anything.

- Otherwise, I'll miss the movie. - Yeah, I get it.

But you have to promise to eat something there. Wait, wait, wait.

Hey. I love you.

And your dad so much. Remember that.

- You promise? - Mm.

- Okay, have fun. Call me later. - Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

He can run whatever store he wants.

He doesn't give a rat's ass what it means to me.

Do you want some more lingonberry jam? I'll go get some more.

Yes, please. It was really good.

Dad, I--

I'm terribly sorry. I know it was really stupid to sell.

I know it was.

But I'm begging you. Please, please. Just give me one more chance.

- Well-- - One chance.

I'm not sure what it is you want back.

Well...

I want our old ICA back where I grew up.

It's my ikigai.

- Your-- What did you say? - Ikigai.

Ikigai?

That's Japanese for the place where you want to be.

Where everything that matters comes together.

What you're good at. What you love.

Where you benefit society and where you make money.

That's ikigai.

Where you're truly fulfilled.

Yeah, that's-- That's how I felt about the store as well.

- Yeah? It was? - Yeah, it really was my ikigai.

Yeah.

It was such an incredible feeling in the store.

You remember that time when the refrigerator broke down?

- Oh, no. - Right before the Christmas rush.

And all the hams and everything just lying there.

And Timmy, he got to borrow that truck from Alma.

- He doesn't have a truck license. - No.

And it was a real snow chaos and I was terrified.

He had to go all the way to Gävle to buy a new one. It was incredible.

It saved Christmas for everybody.

And that's exactly the feeling I want back.

To be out there on the floor, taking all the shots.

Get my hands dirty, sell things--

Yeah.

But that just isn't possible.

Sorry to be blunt, but--

What we built together, it's gone.

You tore down the old ICA and built a new ICA Maxi.

And then there was self-checkout and...

50 employees who didn't recognize a single customer.

And barely even each other.

When you sold it, you sold our ikigai.

And there's no money-back guarantee for those.

I think you were too hard on him.

- I needed to speak my mind. - But he was sad and hurt.

Yeah.