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What happens?

Heavens,
How old are you really?

- Thirty four.
- Adult, therefore.

- Well, you decide.
- It happens that I'm not used to ...

Do you want to or not?

- I am sorry.
- Do not apologize.

Lie well, but not to hide yourself,
but rather to escape.

Therefore...

I can not lie,
I've never been able to do it.

But that might be a good thing.

I wish I could say what it is about.

- Hello.
- Hello.

So ...

Everything okay?

I will take a turn before taking you.

Well.
Why are you going from grandma?

- I was going to leave you an invitation.
- There is mail.

- Hi, mom. How long?
- I already took the pills.

- Did you hear? I already took the pills.
- Well. What did you drink?

- Those that kill you.
- Did you talk to someone?

- The doctor doesn't answer.
- Call a friend.

When I'm like this I call my doctor.
I've called a hundred times.

But they cut me off.
I am not your patient.

Maybe it is not what you need.

I'm too old
to save my life.

She calls Stefan or Peter.
I'm busy.

I will. I don't want to be a burden
for my children. Goodbye

Mom? Mom?

Shit...

I'm sorry, but you're going to have
than to take the bus.

Mom?

Mom?

Four proposals.
Chanel launches.

Chanel? Don't you want anything else?
Something ... cooler?

- How what?
- Beatnik.

- Yes!
- Beatnik?

An intellectual fashion,
kind of anti-fashion.

Think of Simone de Beauvoir.

Caf� de Flores, Gauloises.
Love it.

Sounds more good
as for the youngest.

Why?

Even those over 18
they want to be modern.

Yes, but as a wise man he said ...

"A beautiful woman knows her age."

Speaking of men ...
You know ...

what Yves Saint Laurent said about
the clothes of the older ladies?

"It is not the passport that determines ...

how will a woman dress,
but the legs. "

Sorry, Nils-Petter promised.
be home for two.

I have to plan for everything
It is okay at home. When do I travel?

Maybe you should join in?
It would be good.

I won't go, but Tom will go
next week.

Tom?

Yes ... Yes, of course.
I need an assistant.

This I should have told you before,
but ... Tom travels alone.

I do not understand.

I can't put in front of a job
so important to a burdened mother.

Likewise the drawings, as always,
They are excellent.

- I made you sandwiches.
- Good. Thanks.

I've had a horrible day.

- Here you are.
- I'm not going to Paris.

- So you don't go?
- Not.

I would not like to limit myself
so early in my career.

Hello. Kerstin Thorvall.
Fashion designer.

Torsten Grahn.
Gallery owner and writer.

Maria, my friend. And he is my husband.
Is he not good?

Can I take a look?

Yes, of course.

My wife works
for a women's magazine.

That's right.

Do you have more?

- Have you done any samples?
- I? Not.

Nils Petter is the artist of the family.
Mine is more ... commercial.

Nonsense.

He has a line ... very fine.
Very secure.

Do you think? Yes, I don't know ...
I thought it would be better to write.

- Could provide further reasoning.
- That's mine, it's mine!

- Can you calm down?
- It's mine!

- Hush, I said!
- I will take them.

- No, no ... I'll accompany you.
- What about the coffee? We have chocolate pudding.

On another occasion, very kind.
Thanks.

- There will be no Paris.
- What do you say? Are you not going to Paris?

But it had been spoken.
You were waiting for it.

I know. But I'll stay home
so you can work.

Your mother was coming
everything was ready.

Isn't it better this way?
I am here.

- How beautiful, Malt.
- We are.

- She won't travel.
- I'll go anyway.

- It's better for Kerstin and the kids.
- You're right. You are welcome.

No, it is not. We do not need
no help, we can handle ourselves.

We ask Maria to take
the children after dinner?

We can have a nice time.

- Is the food ready?
- S�.

Let's eat, children ...

He's four years old, he can only.

- Mom, can you serve me?
- Sure.

If Stefan can, so can Malte.
The spoiled ones.

Nils-Petter.

One moment.
Is for you.

Hi, this is Kerstin.

Did you like them?

Cool. Tomorrow at ten?
Yes, perfect.

Yes. Then we will tell you.
Goodbye

-Who was she?
- Of the magazine.

- I'm going to have to start writing.
- Write?

I sent a couple of texts for a test.

They want me to write every week.

Yes, no frills.

- Just small reflections.
- About what?

- Children.
- Children?

Images and text.

- It is an experience that I must have ...
- If you have time...

- Are you going to write about us, mom?
- Would you like it?

- No, I don't know.
- Then I won't.

I will write about other children.

- I'm going to work too.
- Take advantage of.

We take care of the dishes.

Thanks.

You know what? Can you make me
a couple of sandwiches to take away?

Thanks.

Thank you, my prince.

- Aren't you Kerstin?
- Hello.

Yes...
Yes, I stayed with a friend for a while.

So, what ...
Are you going to Stockholm?

I am...
moving.

Memories of a young woman from a good family,
by Simone de Beauvoir ...

and chocolate cake.

I generally come here
when I need peace and quiet ...

Very wise. In particular,
if you're going to start writing.

It's probably just silly.

You are very beautiful.

By the way, are you also an editor?
Sure.

But i can't help you
to write a novel.

Waiting.

A tip for each part of me.

"Write about the things that matter
in death. Life or death."

"If you think you know how to say something
do just the opposite. "

It's because of the children, I'm so ugly ...

I feel like a schoolgirl.
Ugly. Fat and ugly.

One more.

Lay back.

I've done something terrible.
I've been with a man.

I need to speak to Nils-Petter.
I must tell him.

- We have never lied.
- You're going to wake up the whole house.

He's upstairs with Malte.
He didn't want to fall asleep before you got there.

- I need to speak to Nils-Petter.
- Let him sleep.

I can not...

He has so much patience for them,
he never gets angry.

Yes, that is true.
He he is an amazing father.

- I'm just good at work.
- Nonsense.

It is natural for a woman
she takes care of her children.

- Not for me.
- Well.

Nils Petter can also do
just one thing.

- He doesn't make money.
- I will.

He has to. Until then,
Do children eat mud cakes?

Torsten thinks I'm beautiful.

- Torsten Grahn? Was not...
- Yes.

So at the end of the day
were you interested in your sketches ...?

No, it was not.

And nothing happened.
Almost nothing.

No, and I will shortly
I will go to bed.

- Children wake up in a few hours.
- I know. They are my children.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Is Maria.

"Damn, is she still there?"
- I'll go home tomorrow.

Do not lie.

- Not.
- Yes.

Kerstin, you write a lot of fun.
Love it.

Is very...
of angry women, could it be?

"I suggest campaigning against
of women who work double. "

We must abolish the prescription supplement.
There will be a general strike.

I write as it is.

Keep in mind that it will be a lot of fun.

God, they are so pretty they are almost
too good for this magazine.

And have you thought about the text?

It is fun.
Really. Strong.

Maybe a little too strong.

When you write it comes home
from the hospital ...

and wants to give the child to someone else.

Yes?

All the girls in the newsroom
they got it.

They all knew that feeling.

They love the creature, but they panic
be with them the rest of their lives.

They don't want to be reduced
to a pair of breasts, if I may.

Therefore, they are like Eve.

They have none.
Children, I mean.

They know they won't stand out.

- They only think about escaping and working.
- Yes, exactly.

Unfortunately, we won't be able to get it out.

We have all the husbands
of the country against us.

Pretend that a mother
want to have a life ...

But...
We can think of an opinion column.

That would not be the opinion of the newspaper.
And you could be there when it blows.

Do you think?

Yes.
It seems to me.

- Hello?
-They think she can go.

- Your text?
- Yes. I can write in each number.

She said she was bold and brave.

- Sorry. How are you?
- A hell. Work and children.

I can pay the bills
and buy boots for the children.

- Don't forget the canvases.
- No. �40 x 70?

- Yes. Also some 30 x 60.
- I should talk to you later.

I have to work. Then I'll go to bed.

Maria can't take care of herself for a while?

Agree. I will ask you for help.

- I really need to talk to you.
- I, I. There is only Kerstin.

I arrived!
Sorry I'm a little late.

- I am sorry. It was...
- I know everything.

- I am sorry. Me...
- I can't go on like this anymore.

- Me neither. I never go to...
- I have another.

Sure but...
Cool.

Then we are two.

She was so close
I'm dying of regret

Don't you get it?
We can erase all of this.

Forgive each other.

We can start again.

You should thank him.
Without Maria it hadn't been like that for so long.

But it's not fair to Maria.
I'm in love, Kerstin.

I am in love, unlike you.
What are you fucking with my gallery owner.

It was not so.

I hope you sign the contract before
for the exhibition.

Your mother is devastated.
Your daughter is acting like a whore.

That must be the legacy of her father,
she said she.

She has nothing to do with this.

He was a sick son of a bitch.
Addicted to sex.

It was she who did it like that.

I called the hospital.
You can go tonight, if you want.

We need money. We do not know
how long will you stay there.

How much?
500 reaches?

I wrote something for 700.

I have paid the bills, except
the electricity one. It's on the table.

Do you have enough to start working?

- Mom!
- Shit.

- Where are you going?
- I'll be back soon, Malte.

- Mom!
- Maria stays with you.

- Mommy..
- Yeah, yeah ...

- Mom, mom!
- Come on, let's go inside.

Mom.

- What are you doing here?
- Damn it, mom ...

- I thought you were dead.
- I'm sorry to dissapoint you.

Nobody realizes that I exist.
A new color can help.

- You took pills.
- I took them. Two.

I know how they are.
They are slow.

But what can we do to protect
those closest to our depression?

Anna wants a divorce.

It is no loss. She limits you.
She is not at your level.

- Nonsense. She is very smart.
- Are you fucking?

- You're just like me.
-No, that she shit.

- Do you want me to talk to her?
- Of course not.

- He wasn't going to give it to me.
- I was on my way when you called.

You haven't spoken to me in over a year.

Thanks for your interest.

- You can't sleep here.
- I didn't come up with that idea.

Well, sleep here.
Just one night, on the couch.

I'll be leaving early.

- I'll meet Tilde.
-Who is she?

- My youngest son. Your grandson.
- I can never meet your children.

Take off your shoes.

Hello.
We called...

- Name?
- Kerstin Thorvall.

- Was she here before?
- Yes.

-Is she violent?
- Not.

Well, you can continue here.

Take off your clothes and put them here.

What have you done?

Are they excrement?

Answer him.

It's chocolate pudding.

Mrs. Thorvall, phone.
It's Erik something else, from a newspaper.

How do you know I'm here?

- How long have I been here?
- Six days.

I will attend to it.

- Kerstin Thorvall.
- Erik Malm from Women's World.

- How are you?
- Well.

We found out you were in the hospital.

- A simple discomfort.
- How good.

- It's true we need your help.
- How?

You were right, Kerstin. Tom has ...
He has not been able to go any further.

I have asked a French colleague
let him see the material, and he doesn't hold up.

How sad.

If you travel today, you will have time to see
some parades and give us something.

- Is Mrs. Thorvall retiring?
- Yes.

Isn't it too early?

- You have dirt.
- What? Where?

I record that I, as a mother,
I think it is too early.

You can relieve that responsibility.
Her daughter is of age, by far.

Don't push yourself too hard, Kerstin.
Your husband has promised ...

I do not have a husband.

Nils-Petter helps.
And his friend relieves him ...

Relieves? He's not that heavy.

Plus she says she's
happy with my husband.

But if you think she's good ...
that leaves me out.

- Have you had a drink with the boys?
- It seemed to me that ...

- Here.
- Is it for me? Thanks.

How beautiful!

I did it.

- And I did that.
- Thanks.

Do you want to know a secret?
Do you remember what he said about Paris?

- What they play the accordion.
- And they have nice clothes.

And you know what else?
They have small accordions for children.

And colors to paint
with fabrics and easels.

And do you know what is the best?
That I will be there.

- In a short time.
- What?

- And do you know what I'll bring home?
- An accordion!

You cannot travel now.
You are not in good health.

Here comes the bus.

To the airport please.

I cleaned up the library.
Here, I don't want all this anymore.

- Hello. I am Karolina Sarabi.
- Hello.

- We arranged to meet at nine.
- What for?

- An interview for the Dagens Nyheter.
- Are you going to interview me?

- I was the one who called.
- Yeah ... I thought you were the secretary.

Arne Ruth interviewed Kerstin Ekman.
Is he no longer here?

- Yes, he's still there.
- Well.

Ask him to come in half an hour,
That is how I fix myself a bit.

Hello. Are you here already?
Shouldn't you be at school?

I'm taking this with me.
Can you help me?

Thanks.

�Puedes meet?

- S�.
- I have to talk to Malte.

He is busy.

I have to talk to him.
My wallet was stolen.

He has to come. Give it to him.
Someone has taken my money.

- And they refuse to send Arne Ruth.
- Good...

You have to go from your mother.
I told.

- �Ya is coming?
- No.

- Single or double room?
- Simple, thanks.

- �Hay alg�n bar?
- Yes. Over there.

Thanks.

- �Se�ora?
- A you, please.

- You're not from here?
- No, I'm Swedish.

�Sueca?

I came for the parade.
I am a fashion journalist.

You are very beautiful, madam.

�Are you married?

No, I'm not tired.

What about you?

- Good night.
- Good night.

Waiting...
One moment.

- Thorvall.
- It's me, Mom.

- I've done something terrible.
- What happened?

You must forgive me.
I will never do it again.

- You do not know...
- Yes.

- But Kerstin ...
- I told you I was sorry.

- Why? Why?
- I told you, I told you I'm sorry.

Excuse me...

Excuse me...

Excuse me, is this seat free?

Not anymore, I hope!

Why should you revive
to the horny old woman?

What can I offer.
Now that I'm cold, and I don't want more.

Old, 75 years old and soon to die.

- I want to see.
- But not me.

She says "sorry Malte"

All the men look at me.
I'm thinking something must be wrong.

Like when I was a teenager.
"Is the clasp broken?"

"The wrong bodice? Or did I keep it?
something stuck from when I went to the bathroom? "

- I want to meet her.
- I'm going to order a Coke.

Everyone keeps looking at me, and I think:
"how strange"

And then the other day they find out
that I am wonderful.

They all want to sleep with me.

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