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GOD

BEPPE

BEAUTIFUL IS THE EARTH

Josefin! Didn't you hear me? Please, give me the shoe.

And don't disturb your dad. He's busy writing his sermon.

One day, God will…

The day when He…

No, not again. Please, go away.

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We live far from the village, so Josefin has no one to play with.

Hmm, yes.

Yes.

Oh, I don't know. Huh?

Yes.

I don't have time for anything.

Oh, I do plenty, but not what I want to do.

You think?

No…

Hang on a second.

What are you doing here? Go out and play.

And give me that shoe. Josefin!

Can you hang on a second?

I've run away.

I've run away… really.

-There's no one to play with. -As if I care.

-My dad's a priest. -Hah!

-When I talk, no one talks to me. -I'm not surprised.

-May I ride your bike? -No. The chain came off.

I'm all alone!

And who do you think isn't?

One day, God will return and you'll be punished for everything you do.

For God does everything He wants to.

And you'll be punished because God does what He likes.

You'll be afraid and you'll call out "Aah!"

But it won't do any good.

Let us now sing Hymn 802. Eight, two.

-You know who Godmarsson is? -Yes, I do.

And yet you allow him to work here?

-Are you afraid of him? -We should keep a watch on him.

-But we have to have a gardener. -He's no real gardener!

Well, he's already here.

-And I trust him. -There's more to it than just trust.

Godmarsson, God-mars-son…

God… marsson…

God…

No, you can't go to the lake with the kids. Not until you can swim.

And you can't go to the stream either. Not alone, anyway.

It's dangerous. The stones are slippery and the bottom is muddy.

It's hard to tell how deep it is.

You mustn't go near it.

I hereby baptize you to Josefin Johandersson.

Dad, is this a picture of God?

Dad!

Yes, it is God in the picture.

We're having a fine summer this year.

-No, who is it? -Hi, Uncle!

Hi!

Well!

You've grown old, I see. I can tell by your beard.

A lot of beard and not much hair.

-It's prickly! -Is it?

Aren't you going to rake the yard?

-You're supposed to rake! -Did I hear you say shake?

-I said rake! -And I said shake.

Hi!

-Is that boy coming back? -I don't know.

He lives far away, in the distant forest.

What's his name?

His name is Hugo…

Hugo Andersson?

Hugo Andersson?

Isn't Hugo Andersson here?

-Jan-Olov Kristerdahl? -Present!

Jenny Grå?

Isn't Jenny Grå here, either?

Yes, but she's not used to being called Jenny.

She goes by another name.

My name is Josefin.

The other kids laugh at me.

And a teacher should have blonde hair. I read that in a magazine.

I'll never have any playmates.

Faster!

Once more!

-You've never had any playmates. -Yes, I have.

Who?

A boy back at the farm named Hugo.

What was his last name?

Is his name Hugo Hugo?!

Hugo Hugo!

-You just made it up! -Only boys have backpacks.

Hugo Hugo!

Hugo Hugo!

I don't tell lies, I just make stuff up.

But I don't lie.

I have fun when I make stuff up.

It's more fun than telling the truth.

You've never had any playmates.

Hugo Hugo! You just made it up!

-Hi! -Hey, you!

-What are you doing? -Carving.

-A bark boat? -No.

-What are you making, then? -A troll.

-May I see it? -When I'm done.

-Going to school? -I'm supposed to.

I'm in the first grade. What about you?

I think I am, too.

-Who is your teacher? -I don't know.

-Mine is Ingrid Sund. -Oh?

Come on, we have to hurry.

I'll come when I've finished the troll.

"A man had a hundred sheep. One of them went astray.

He left all the other sheep

and went searching for it."

You can continue, Ingrid.

"When he found the sheep, he was--"

Well, hello! How can I help you?

I'm supposed to start school.

-You've never attended school? -No.

-Were you here for roll call? -No.

-Isn't your mother here either? -Why would she attend school?

-Are you Hugo Andersson? -Yes, that's me.

We wondered where you were.

Oh? I meant to come earlier, but when I came, it was closed.

We hope you'll find your way here in the future.

I can find it all right, but I had problems being on time.

There's a good seat.

So here you are!

I know I should greet the teacher first, but I know Josefin already.

-What's your name? -Christina.

Hugo Andersson.

-You can do that during recess. -I can't start class till I say hello.

-Edward Pettersson. -Does your aunt live in Kärrvik?

-No. -Oh, okay.

Your backpack looks heavy. Won't you take it off?

Yes, Teacher! I will.

-Try and take school seriously. -I take everything seriously.

This is juniper wood. Doesn't it smell nice?

Freeze!

Freeze!

Freeze!

ERRANDS -- SERVICES 25 ÖRE HUGO A.

"Errands…"

"Ser… services.

Errands, services. Two, five, öre.

Hugo A."

Hugo!

The horse ran and ran, but Hugo was faster.

-He must have run very fast. -He is fast.

Then he jumped up on the bull and pulled its ear!

But you said it was a horse.

That was another time.

How are things for Hugo in school? Can he read yet?

He knows everything by heart.

He must learn to read from a book, too.

He doesn't need books. He knows everything anyway.

Those are Karl Carlsson's socks.

He invented a potato-peeling machine. The biggest in the world.

But no one knows how to use it. Maybe it doesn't even work.

I get 25 öre for cutting his hair.

His hair sure does grow quickly.

-May I see your potato peeler? -Yes, it's up in the attic.

-It's all set up now. -Thank you.

-Please, sit down. -Thanks.

-Would you like it shorter? -Yes, just a touch.

I see a couple of long hairs there.

-Does it itch on the neck? -No, it's fine.

-You sure have a lot of potatoes. -Yes, don't I?

-It's short enough now. -You think so?

That's it, then.

What about that thing for my head?

Oh, you mean this?

-Does it feel nice? -It sure does.

Hey, wait!

-Are you saving up for a bike? -No, this is to live on.

-Live on? -Yes.

-Don't your parents pay for that? -No.

-But you'd like a bike? -I sure would.

-I know of one. -Where?

In the empty factory. But it's old.

That doesn't matter. Come on!

Not so fast!

Where are you?

Hugo!

Looking for your friend? Blond kid with green suspenders?

-He went that way. -Or that way.

What's your name?

You must have a name.

It's Josefin.

Or Jenny.

Hugo!

Hugo!

There are people here. I saw two of them.

Must have been brownies. They do exist.

I've only heard there's a bike here. I'm not sure.

Pigeons…

Do you hear a clock?

Is it a ghost clock?

It's deathwatch beetles.

They eat old wood.

They talk by closing their jaws. It sounds like a clock ticking.

Why are they called "deathwatch"?

Here's the bike!

-Aren't you in bed yet? -And Hugo and I went cycling…

You can tell me more about Hugo tomorrow. It's bedtime.

Does anyone know where Hugo is?

He's been gone over two weeks.

Fair is the sunshine

Fairer still the moonlight

And all the twinkling…

Jesus shines brighter

Jesus shines purer

And brings to all the world his love

Gone!

Gone!

Hugo's dad is in jail.

You're lying.

-You're lying! -Are you calling me a liar?!

Yes, you're lying!

You're lying!

Hugo, they weren't brownies.

You were there when the verdict came. Tell me.

He didn't just stand there?

He told the court he refused to bear arms.

He's being jailed for refusing to be a soldier?

-Well, the verdict seems-- -Seems? Do you think it's fair?

It's the law.

-You think it's a crime? -Yes and no.

You don't have anything to do in the evening, do you?

Why are you our gardener if you aren't a real gardener?

-Did you hear me? -Yes.

Can't you answer?

No.

Do you want it to be a secret?

-Are you sad? -Yes.

I'm sad, too.

-Why? -It's a secret.

-Do you know how to dance? -No.

It's easy.

-May I have this dance? -Yes, please.

I'll show you how to dance a waltz.

I'm dancing with Josefin

To this melody

Shall we count? One, two, three…

-One, two, three. -One, two, three.

-Am I doing it right? -Just fine.

Can't you make Hugo come back?

-Isn't he at school? -No.

-I'll make sure he comes back. -Promise?

I promise.

Don't joke. Promise me you will get Hugo to come back.

I promise, with all my heart.

Hugo!

Hugo!

I don't get how you could make it on your own for so long.

-Well… -Yes?

I'm glad you came to get me.

-Am I to live here now? -It's for the best.

I think so, anyway.

It's late. Are you tired?

I'd like to show you something, but…

I don't know if you're usually in bed by now.

-Are you? -I'm wide awake.

Wide awake…

Come over here and I'll show you something.

You see, I thought of this…

-Did you hear me? -No.

-Thinking of something else? -Yes.

Yes… We'll do this another time.

Thanks, I enjoyed the meal.

He isn't wearing suspenders!

Welcome back, Hugo. We missed you.

Did you?

Those animals take up a lot of one's time.

He's lying. He didn't dare come.

I'm studying water spiders, you see.

I have no time for anything else, so I thought…

-Sit down. -Yes, that'll be nice.

This is the book we're reading now.

Did you want to talk to me?

No.

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HOLIDAY ON MONDAY AND TUESDAY

We're exchanging money, it says.

Teacher!

Teacher! Hugo is sleeping!

Josefin, help!

They're coming this way.

Scare them off!

-I can't scare anybody. -Pretend you're a ghost.

Sing or scream!

No, scream!

I must have slipped.

They're gone now.

-Were they hunting you? -No, elk.

Why were you so scared, then?

It's the finest elk in the world. I've seen it many times.

I'll make you a kaleidoscope.

Do you think a kind person can be put in jail?

Do you want to play a game?

No.

Are you sure? It's pretty fun.

You've looked happy lately.

Yes, I am happy.

Are you sure you don't want to play?

-No, thanks. -Don't you dare?

I mean, on a weekday. You can win if you like.

Don't you ever grow up?

You talk like an old lady.

I remember you from school.

-What do you remember? -A lot.

-Sure you don't want to play? -No.

-Are you doing something else? -Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

-Have you been waiting for me? -I sure have.

Shush! Your dad's asleep.

Hugo's going to make me a kaleidoscope.

-Do you know what that is? -Yes, I think so.

What is it, then?

It's like binoculars or a long tube. And in the bottom of the tube…

to make a kaleidoscope, you gather objects

that are broken.

You take bits of broken glass and mirrors

and old cups or things that have been thrown away.

You put it in the kaleidoscope and they're transformed.

Colors and shapes are different and look like stars and flowers.

It can be very beautiful.

-So Hugo is back now? -Yes.

HUGO JOSEFIN

This is where my dad worked.

This is my dad's hat.

I got a letter from him yesterday.

He said they got new curtains in prison.

They were red-and-white striped.

HUGO GODMARSSON

-What'll you use the bottle for? -Josefin's kaleidoscope.

It's empty now.

Dad! Dad!

It's for you.

Dad…

-Yes, I'm leaving. -Today?

Hugo's dad returns tomorrow. He won't need me anymore.

-Where will you go this time? -Well…

if I knew where I was needed, I'd go there.

-You don't know? -I must find out.

-Again? -Yes, again.

We owe you some money. 200 kronor.

Why are you going?!

Hugo!

-Hugo! -Yes!

He's going away! And he took all the furniture!

-Where? -On the main road!

I'll take a shortcut!

Hugo! I can't find the way!

Go by Karl Carlsson's house and then follow the path.

Bring another chair.

-There are no more chairs. -Bring the sofa, then!

In a faraway land lives a family called the Bombassats.

They're always leaving one another.

And where are you going?

The Bombassats don't know.

Are you leaving without knowing where you're going?

They never really know where.

What will you do?

They never ask each other that either.

-Yet there are 18 of them. -Do the girls travel, too?

No, they're all brothers.

And they're all named Jonie Bombassat.

Are there no girls?

-Yes, there is one. -What's her name?

Her name is… Let me see…

-Josefin Bombassat. -Does she go away, too?

Often.

Are they sad when she goes away?

No, the Bombassat family are never sad. They sing instead.

Come here!

Dinnertime.

The Bombassat family eat their eggs whole. Like this.

Each time a member of the Bombassat family goes away…

they first tell a story about the sea.

The story always begins with "Once upon a time in the Atlantic."

But they never finish the story.

They stop in the middle.

Those who listen sit still and the one telling the story stands up.

And the ones still sitting there say: "See you later."

And the one who's going away says: "So long."

Once upon a time in the Atlantic, on a ship named The Monita,

I stood in a hurricane on the lookout on the port side.

It was after the war in February of 1946.

I was on the lookout for drifting mines.

And what do you think happened next?

-See you later. -So long!

What about the furniture?

Bull's-eye!

If anyone calls me to go home,

I'll shout back that I'm waiting for your dad.