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Hello!

See there. No problem at all.

What's the name of that man in Treasure Island?

-Long John Silver? -Right!

-Yeah, it's not dissimilar. -He's only missing the parrot.

You can't be serious?

We wouldn't want you to trip and hurt yourself more.

Don't you worry. I feel very surefooted.

However, we'll keep Nina on as head waitress, so you can rest up a bit.

-If you would like. -I'd love to.

I don't mind, of course.

-Yes! -You were so quick.

Wow, is that the restaurant?

-Yeah, that's right. -It's gorgeous.

-Where are you going? -Just saying hi to Ethel.

-I thought we were going swimming. -It will only take a minute. Come.

-Hi. -Hello.

-Look, it's Stickan. -Don't mind me.

-Hello. -Hi.

-Look who's here... -Backe. What's the fish of the day?

Turbot in butter sauce with trout roe.

Thank you.

-How is it going with you? -Each day is as bad as the next.

THE RESTAURANT - 1951

EPISODE 2 MIDSUMMER

More. Yes.

Sure.

-Shall we turn it over? -Calle?

-No? Not ready yet? -It's snack time.

It's snack time, Björn. Do you want a snack?

-He wanted to play a bit more. -Good.

What's this yummy thing you made?

Hey, I noticed Nina in the kitchen.

Yum, that's delicious.

Is she working now then? I thought she was ill.

No, she's not working. They've got their summer house on the island.

The Löwanders.

Bellan twisted his ankle, so she covered a few shifts.

-So Bellan is still off work? -I suppose so.

-Have you spoken to her? -No.

She lives on the other side of the island.

She's moving to Skåne this autumn.

Erik and their daughter have already moved.

So you have spoken to her, then?

Sure. We had a brief chat the other day.

Did you bring the map?

-The what? -The map. The holiday map.

Yeah, it's in the basket.

Perfect. Let's take highway one to Helsingborg.

We can camp for a few nights in north Småland on the way down.

-How does that sound? -Björn! Come here, please.

-Jönköping... -Come on.

Well, no problems here.

The kitchen drain makes the toilet gurgle, so there must be a block.

-It's not full. -But there's a blockage.

But you just need to send someone down there to give it a clean.

This is your responsibility, Rundström.

-Yes, but if it's as urgent as you... -Get someone to fix it by tomorrow.

I won't pay rent until you do.

No... Mr Löwander, it's been two months you haven't...

Because you haven't done the things we agreed on.

The drain, the electricity, the leaky roof... You're bloody impossible.

Yes, I have been a bit impossible.

-I don't want to hear anymore. -I want you to know...

-I don't want to hear it. -My son has broken his back.

He had an accident in the army.

They were firing a cannon, and the wheels weren't secured properly.

The recoil on a cannon is absolutely lethal.

He threw himself over to save a lad who was just behind it.

And he ended up under it.

The doctors are saying he won't walk again.

I'm sorry to hear that.

On top of that the company is not doing fabulously.

If you might consider paying half of the rent, Mr Löwander,

I promise to get a plumber by tomorrow.

It's all been a bit of a mess.

I'll give you 200 now.

-But I need a plumber tomorrow. -At the very latest.

Where I'm from a handshake is a binding promise.

-Don't forget the cover. -I won't.

I swear.

Is everything alright?

-Hello, welcome. -Thank you.

-Have you got a reservation? -No. There's four of us.

Sure. That won't be a problem.

Please follow me.

-Here we are. -Thank you.

Here are your menus, and someone will be with you very shortly.

Welcome. Can I get you a drink to start with?

Could we please have Eivor to serve us instead?

No, unfortunately she's busy with her other tables. Can I help?

-I'm happy to do this table. -Don't worry, I'll do it.

Thank you, Eivor.

So... What can I get you to drink?

-Hi. -Hi.

-Have you been to drop your family? -Yes.

-They really loved it out here. -I bet they did.

Erik and Christina are coming for Midsummer.

That's great. Make sure to go to the beach.

It was very popular.

I won't.

-Are you staying for Midsummer? -No.

I'll be heading home just after lunch.

-We're going to the zoo. -I see.

That's a nice idea. I should do some Stockholm sights with Christina.

When I move to Skåne we won't get to visit here very much.

No.

-Bye. -Bye.

It would be lovely to visit the zoo after Midsummer when we're in town.

Christina would love that.

-Don't you think. -She would...

-But I've got a problem. -What?

We still haven't been able to close the deal with the Champagne supplier.

-I need to go to Paris for Midsummer. -No, you don't.

-I've tried to get out of it. -You don't need to.

You promised. I need to see Christina.

-You will. -I'll go to Skåne on my own.

-I'll take the train. -I don't think so.

-Why not? -It's not a good idea.

-Does your mother not want to see me? -Of course not.

We'll come the second week of July instead, Christina and I.

-Happy Midsummer. -Happy Midsummer.

Thank you.

-The taste of summer. -Yes.

They always go swimming when we close.

Do you remember we did that, that scorching summer of 1922 or -23?

We had a lot of hot summers here.

I'm talking about weather, nothing else.

Will we go dancing in Enevik at Midsummer as usual?

No, I won't.

-Really? -Why don't you go?

-But you love dancing. -I did.

Well, I might be able to convince you.

Then he gave Beppe chocolate to keep him quiet.

But the next day both Anders and Beppe fell ill.

Then Bill Bergson realised it was the chocolate.

Oh dear. There we are. How about that?

-Not too bad, huh? -No.

And then Bill Bergson had to work out if the chocolate was poisoned.

Don't tell Mrs Löwander more about Bill Bergson now.

-Why not? -She might want to read it herself.

-Then you've given it all away. -But it's a children's book.

She doesn't read children's books.

Are you going to be a detective too when you grow up?

Yes, or a policeman. I haven't decided yet.

In that case I have something for you.

-Do you? What's that? -I'll show you.

-Do you think you might use this? -Yes.

-Then you can have it. -For real? Thank you.

But then you have to help me keep your eyes open.

If you see anything suspicious at the restaurant

you have to report straight back to me.

-I promise. Thank you. -Good.

Today is Midsummer's Eve, so as usual we open for lunch...

There we are.

Since it's Midsummer today we open for lunch,

but close for dinner, so that we can celebrate together.

I hope you will all join us for that.

The restaurant provides food, and you can buy your own beverages.

-Happy Midsummer. -Excuse me.

Any news on the drains? Is it sorted?

No. We still have problems with the drains.

Please continue to use the outhouse, the WC is for guest use only.

Is that clear?

Great. Let's get to work.

Svensson. Telephone for you.

I see. Thanks.

-Hello? -Hi, it's me.

-Are you busy? -No, don't worry. What's happened?

Well, Björn is sick.

-Oh no. -Yes. He's got a fever and spots.

-Spots? Is it chickenpox? -I don't know.

-He's had them for a few days. -That's a shame.

So what do you think? Do you still want to come in?

I don't know. What do you think?

-Do you think it's chickenpox? -Possibly, I don't know.

-Have you not had chickenpox? -No, I don't think so.

It might be better if you stay on the island then, don't you think?

Yeah, unfortunately.

It's such a shame.

If you're not in the same room it might be alright.

I don't want to give it to everyone here either.

-No... -Yes?

-I need to get back to work, Sonja. -Alright. Don't do anything stupid.

No, I won't. I'll call you tomorrow.

-Kiss. -Bye.

Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. If I may have your attention briefly.

When we opened this restaurant before the war

my father, Johan Löwander, had a tradition every Midsummer's Eve.

He lead the entire dining room in his rendition of this drinking song.

So I would like to do the same.

Watch out, here it goes.

How beautiful. Happy Midsummer, all of you.

-Hey. -Hello.

-Do you remember me? -Yes, Odd!

-It's been a while. -Indeed.

-You've grown. -Hello.

I'm so pleased you're open again. Have you bought the place?

No, we're renting it from Hilding Rundström.

-How's that working out for you? -That's a boring topic for Midsummer.

-I've had my business with him too. -Yes.

Did you hear what happened to his son?

-No... -He's a trickster, that one.

He's doing army service.

Three days before they're discharged, him and some friends

takes an army truck and drives to the city hotel in Borås

for a night of diversion.

On their way home they drive off the road.

They went to jail, instead of getting discharged.

You know the saying "the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

It's nice to see you. Enjoy the rest of your lunch.

-Are you staying tonight? -No, I have other plans.

-Are you going to town? -No, I'm seeing Alexander.

That's the man you insisted on serving the other night.

I know you think I should mind my own business, and I should.

But...

I just wanted to tell you to be a bit cautious with your friend.

I've been in the same situation.

I met a man when I was 20, and...

I trusted him, and...

When I got pregnant he left, and I had to survive on my own.

I had to give Uno up for years, because I couldn't support us both.

I'm not sure what type of man you met, but Alexander is not like that.

I'm sure he's not.

But you're both so young, and it can get hard...

You don't know anything about me or Alexander.

I do know a bit. You're outgoing and funny, and good with the guests.

I know a bit about you too.

I've heard a fair bit about you, so mind your own business.

Don't you want a bit of pâté? I made it myself.

-No, thanks. -Alright, I'll let you off.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Mrs Rehnskiöld. You can sit here. -I can't take your seat, Roos.

Of course you can.

-Where will you sit? -I'll make space somewhere.

Thank you.

-Hi. -Hi.

I thought you were seeing your family?

-Björn got chickenpox. -Oh no, poor thing.

-What a... shame. -Indeed.

Have Erik and Christina already left?

No, they couldn't make it, sadly. They'll come in a couple of weeks.

It's not exactly the kind of Midsummer we imagined.

-No. -Let's try to enjoy it anyway.

Yes.

I don't think I should have this.

Bravo!

My dear friends. Happy Midsummer!

-Cheers. -Happy Midsummer.

-Where did you say you're going? -To Haverdal, just outside Halmstad.

The union has some cottages you can rent there.

-Doesn't that sound lovely, Uno? -Uno?

-What? -Ethel asked you a question.

Won't it be nice to go to Haverdal?

Uno, have you discovered anything suspicious yet?

I think those two are in love.

-I don't think so. Put that away now. -Am I the detective or are you?

So you guys can only use the outhouse?

Yeah. I don't mind at all. I only had an outhouse growing up.

You've been to my place.

Yes, but I didn't much consider your lavatory facilities.

We had an outhouse in our summer villa.

Really? And here I was thinking you were from a posh family.

One summer, some wasps had nested down in the latrine.

-Oh dear. -I was alright myself.

My mum had worse luck.

I learnt a lot of new swearwords that day.

Can I have this dance?

-What a lot of people. -Yeah.

-I don't know if it's... -Come, Calle. Let's dance.

Alright.

-May I have this dance? -Yes. Thank you.

What a shame Sonja isn't here. She loves dancing.

Yes, she does.

I remember when you and her danced the whole night in the back yard.

Yes.

You were lucky to find each other.

-Backe? -Bengtsson. Hello.

I didn't know you danced.

You have to give some for the ladies.

Calle, come with us.

This is Bengtsson, with the fish.

This is Calle Svensson, my best kitchen hand ever.

-So you want a stiff drink too? -I'd love one.

Check out the good stuff.

Delicious.

-Thank you. -Come have dinner one evening.

-Nah, it's not really my thing. -We've all got to eat.

I've never set foot in that restaurant and never will. Cheers.

Have you never been there? We've been buying your fish for 20 years!

I already sell the fish, do I have to eat it too?

-You can have a bit of meat instead. -No.

-Birds of a feather stick together. -What kind of birds are we?

-Calle and I. -I don't know about him.

But you're somewhere in between.

We all remember the olden days. Mrs Löwander and Mr Backe.

One for the other leg, please.

I don't want you to limp while you dance.

No, that wouldn't look right.

Nina!

We're getting a lift on a trailer moped. There's space for you.

-You go. -Nina, it's late.

-What else are you going to do here? -Mum, I'm almost 25.

-I don't need a chaperone. -You're not quite recovered.

-I'm responsible for you. -Don't worry. I'll be home soon.

-Mrs Löwander, do you want a lift? -Yes, please.

See you!

Annika?

-Have you seen Helga? -I think she just left.

-She left? -Yes, she and Ethel got a lift.

I see.

-Thanks for the dance. -Thank you.

I remember you from when I was a child.

Do you?

-We were always a bit scared of you. -And you had good reason to be.

-Really? -Your brothers were pretty naughty.

I bet they did.

But I don't recall having any problems with you, Miss Löwander.

No, that would be because I was an angel, already as a child.

Nina, we're going home now if you want to join us.

Yes, of course. Good night, Mr Bengtsson.

Oh no. No, no, no. This is no way to end things.

Miss Löwander needs a proper partner for the last dance.

It's Midsummer after all.

Now, you have a nice dance, and I'll bid you farewell.

Good night.

-I... -The accordion...

-You go first. -No, you.

-No, you go first. -No, never mind.

You have to tell me.

It's...

It's really silly.

I've had this dream about you.

I see. And what is it about?

It's...

It's really odd, but in it I'm...

I'm dying.

In that dream. And...

It feels good. It feels right.

And then...

Then you appear.

And...

You take my hand.

And I don't want to die anymore.

Because if I did, I would never see you again.

That's not a dream.

I sat with you at the hospital when you were unconscious.

And I told you...

not to die.

Because then I have no reason to live.

Then...

I took your hand.

I held it, and...

you moved it.

And then... I said...

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

-Stig? -Yes.

-Stig, are you up? -Yes.

I need to speak to you.

What's the fucking rush?

-Did you stay late last night? -No.

What on earth are you doing?

-Leave then if you're so precious. -Put that thing away.

I'm worried about Nina.

She got back very late, and I was wondering if you saw anything?

What did she do after I left?

-Why don't you ask her? -Because she's asleep.

-Can you just answer my question. -Yes, she's asleep.

I was sleeping as well, you know.

You come here in the middle of the night and start cross examining me.

But I'm worried, Stig.

And last night you left without telling me. How rude.

My feet were aching and I was tired.

You weren't even there, you were getting pissed with Bengtsson.

I had one little tinker in his hut.

Should I have said no? When we buy his fish?

Don't you lecture me about being rude.

You and your filthy mouth. Bengtsson's hut suits you well.

Don't play posh with me.

-What is that supposed to mean? -I saw you last night.

"Yes, a tiny glass of beer, only a teaspoon. I don't want to get dizzy."

Like you're that posh.

You can down a pilsner in 30 seconds when we copulate at night.

-Copulate? -Carouse, I mean. Carouse.

I'll tell you straight away that there won't be any more of that

if you take that tone.

Good to know.

By the way, I did not want to go dancing.

I only did it to keep an eye on Nina. So don't you get any ideas.

Hello?

Nina?

Nina?

I have something to tell you.

I haven't...

-The spots are all over his body now. -Poor thing.

It was chickenpox, so it was a good thing you stayed.

-Did you have a good night? -Yes.

It was... Well, it was...

Ethel sends her love, by the way.

-What did she say? -She just sent her love.

-Give her my love back. -I will.

-Next year maybe we can come. -Yes.

-If it happens next year. -Exactly.

-It would be nice. -Yeah, let's aim for that.

Kiss.

-Kiss. -Bye.

Sir?

-How is it all going? -Not bad, thank you.

-I'm pleased to hear that. -Thanks for coming, sir.

I've always got time for you, sir.

I'm pleased the drain situation worked out.

Sometimes you get that. The drains get blocked,

you don't do anything, but suddenly it's just gone.

I'm pleased too, that you want to speak about the future.

There's so much potential here.

-Definitely. -These old wooden houses...

There's a kind of atmosphere in the walls that you just can't beat.

You're so right.

The downside is the fire risk.

The whole thing could go up in flames in a matter of seconds.

-If it were to end up badly. -Let's hope not.

Luckily we've got the building well insured.

Financially it wouldn't exactly be a disaster.

It might even open up some new possibilities.

Financially speaking.

For both of us.

If you were daring enough to take such a leap, sir.

What are you talking about, Mr Rundström?

-Nothing. -No.

Of course that's no way to think.

It would be terrible if all this were to burn to the ground, of course.

Yes. I thought we would have a word about the future.

-Absolutely. -The near future.

The next couple of hours or so.

You see. The drain is still blocked.

-But you said the blockage was gone. -Yes.

I lied.

That's not allowed.

This is all just a big misunderstanding.

You said your son had been in a debilitating accident

but in fact he's in the clink.

I suppose what I meant was he won't be able to get around...

freely.

-He's stuck. -Mr Rundström...

-You're a dirty dog. -No.

There. I got it out. Did you hear that?

I didn't hear anything.

Why are you running away all of a sudden, Nina?

Why the sudden rush?

I miss my family.

-What does Erik say? -We haven't spoken yet.

I'm sure he will pick me up when he's back from Paris.

I think you could spend a night in the apartment, and have a good sleep.

Then you can think about this properly.

Why do you argue? Why can't I just move to Skåne?

You are. I just want us to do things as we have decided.

We do have a plan for this.

You and Erik made that plan without me.

What really happened last night, Nina?

Nothing! Get out!

Good morning. I see you're working hard.

Did you not get any blisters, Mr Roos?

You were dancing all night.

That's such nonsense, Ethel.

It looks like I'll have to survive without Mrs Rehnskiöld from now on.

She went into town today. Mrs Löwander went with her.

Are they not coming back?

It looked like Mrs Rehnskiöld had all her belongings.

But I don't know of course. I'd better not say anything about it.

Bloody hell.

Subtitles: Sara Palmer www.plint.com