All language subtitles for Karlekson (1977)

Once again he leaves us.

We wave goodbye, and I know we are
both a bit sad, and yet relieved.

Somewhere up in a tree,
Katrin sits.

l wonder what she feels.

In just one week, he has
changed everything here.

Now it all seems distant.

We spent this summer on the island,
like the two summers before.

Mother was sunbathing. [was
painting and having a dull time.

There's Axel Blomberg.

- You know he fancies you, right?
- Axel, that peasant!

- I've seen him look at you.
- I'm going to check the mailbox.

That was quick!

- You must be horny today.
- And you must have rowed like crazy.

Darling, put your
mouth at my opening.

Do you want me to eat your pussy?

Darling, you're coarse. Do it now.

No, say you want me
to eat your pussy.

Darling, please...

Say it.

Say you want me to eat your pussy.

Eat...

my vagina.

No, say "pussy�! Say you
want me to eat your pussy.

Alright.

Eat my-

I'm gonna come.

I'm coming.

Oh, that feels good.

Hey, you there!

When will you paint my portrait?

I have a great body. If you painted it,
you'd probably become famous.

Do you ever wear pants?

Why should I wear pants?
I have a beautiful pussy.

So say the guys I have fucked, anyway.

Do you live in that tree?

Practically, yes.

I love tree climbing.

From up there, I can see everything.

Nothing that goes on here eludes me.

I can walk fast too.

See that pine? Wanna race me?

Ok.

Ready? On three.

One...

two...

three!

- You're crazy.
- I know.

- Haven't you got a home?
- Of course I have.

But I'd rather be in the
woods, as long as I can.

In the winter I have to
stay at home with my mom.

"Katrin, get more firewood!�

"Katrin, make me some tea!"

"Katrin! Katrin!�

- ls your morn ill?
- No, just bored-.

She should be out fucking.

Instead she get's drunk
and reads the Bible.

And your dad?

He works on a fishing boat
and is not at home much.

He comes home once a week,
or once every other week.

He has a mistress in
the fishing village-

- you know, the lady who
packages fish at the plant.

Sometimes I gut fish there.

Has your mom got a lover?

Only when uncle Olof is visiting.

She says he sleeps
on the sofa bed.

But I hear her old bed creaking.

And she howls when she comes.

And when he leaves in the morning-

- she tells him that God will
punish him for his sins.

After that she gets drunk
and cries for a week.

My uncle can come to me then,
while she sleeps it off.

- He fucks me in every position.
- Your uncle?

Yep. He's fucked me since I was eleven.

- But your uncle...
- He's good. I come ten times or more.

- Do you masturbate?
- Everybody masturbates.

Do you know what I do,
while my uncle fucks my mom?

I have this long brush,
which I thrust up my pussy.

- Wow!
- Doesn't it hurt?

A little.

One or two strokes, then I come.
If I wiggle my ass, I come once more.

It's so good!

- You're crazy!
- I know.

They are all to my mom.
Nobody writes to me.

- it's from Erik!
- Your mom's lover?

- My brother! Mom has no lover.
- All mothers have lovers.

Does your brother know
how to make a girl come?

He's married. He and
Astrid are very happy.

- He's probably coming here. Open it!
- it's my mom's!

- Didn't you hear? Erik and Astrid...
- I heard you!

I thought you would be
happy to see your brother.

- I am happy, mother.
- We don't see him much. Gothenburg is far.

He lives his life.

He can live his life away
from Gothenburg too.

Maybe...

Nights like this are enchanted.
The fairies are present.

- And nymphs too.
- Yes.

During these few weeks people's
imaginations are vivid.

They do things which
they normally wouldn't.

- Mother, do you have a lover?
- Why do you ask me that?

Katrin says that all
mothers have lovers.

- Katrin who?
- The girl who lives on the other side.

Oh, the little slut who
climbs trees without pants.

She never bathes and I swear
she doesn't own a brush.

Oh, she owns a brush alright!

- Do you have a lover, mom?
- Do you?

- You know I don't have one.
- And why not?

I don't have time for any lover.

I know it's my fault.

I want you to become the
painter I never was.

You are working too hard.

- Am I talented, mom?
- Of course you are.

But Erik had the true talent, right?

But he got married.

And now he is a bank cashier.

Two years ago, without saying
anything, he just went away.

It was a morning after a night like this.
Midsummer eve was near.

A night when your fantasies come alive.

I don't understand it.
We were so close.

After your father died
we became even closer.

I'm going to bed.
- Good night.

Good night.

Katrin was swimming. The haze
shrouded the sunny skies.

The sun shone through the haze
and created strange reflections.

Katrin with her blond hair looked
almost ghostly in this light.

- Hi!
- Hello!

- I'm gonna see a special admirer.
- Kent Lindstr�m?

He's boring. ls he really your admirer?

Of course he is.

You'll see.

You'll get a show. But you have
to be quiet. Don't ruin this.

Hold my purse.

Your pussy is wonderful,
you little slut.

I have set up a mattress
and some pillows.

I know what you would like-

to be handled by two chicks.

Where are you going?
You can't leave me like this.

Come on. You don't need that.

I know something better.

- ls something wrong, mother?
- No, dear-.

- What have you been up to today?
- I was with Katrin.

- That rude bitch.
- She's actually nice.

She's not good for you.
She's unkempt and probably ignorant.

Don't be so proud.
I'm going out for some air.

At last he would come home,
with his lovely bride at his side.

How did mother feel about it?

She had a blank face, as always
when feelings were surfacing.

- Thank you for dinner.
- Thank you both.

You should take a walk on the beach.
It's lovely at this hour.

Erik and Britt used to
walk about at dusk.

We called it "the witching hour".
The light plays tricks with your eyes.

Let's go and see it.

I like her.

But she seems dull. I have
no idea what she likes.

- She likes Erik apparently.
- Yes, he's more handsome than ever.

Yes, he is.

Look out there.
Two sailboats are racing.

I can even see them raising
the sail in this light.

- I wonder what the Witching hour does...
- No! It was a mistake coming here.

Nonsense, darling. It is your
mother and sister in there.

You haven't seen them in two years.
Try to be happy.

You make me so horny.

But let's save it for
the real bed tonight.

You're full of shit!

No bed beats this place.

Where did you come from?

From the sea.

Do we have to look at that?

My pussy? Does it bother you?

Look, I can pee although I am horny.

It feels good to pee when you're horny.

- Does swimming make you horny?
- These nights make me horny.

You... I know you.

Do you recognize me?

I remember you.

She's from the other side.
She's a bit crazy.

I'm a lot crazy!

I'm crazier than ever in the summertime.

Now she's stopped.
Let's go to bed quickly.

Hey...

..l can do a lot more with this-.

Come on, let's go.

Astrid, don't!

I scream so loud.

- Scream then.
- But mother and Britt?

Let them hear and get wet.

Slow down!

In this light you see strange shapes.

You should be home at this hour.

This is my summer home.

- Well, good night.
- Wait!

- Do you hear the music?
- What music?

You have to listen carefully.

It's just frogs, seagulls
and night birds.

But if you dance to the music...
Give me your hands.

- Wait. I'm still dizzy.
- |t's not far now. Come on.

Where are we? I don't know this place-.

- It's my secret spot.
- You haven't kidnapped me, have you?

- Play with your tits. Milk them.
- That's no way to behave.

You do it all the time.

I saw you do it tonight,
from the tree outside your window.

I never did like you,
but you're very sweet.

Pull your tits.

If it makes you happy...

- Doesn't it feel good?
- Yes, very good.

- Pull harder, get me some milk.
- My legs are trembling.

Good.

- ls there milk in your tits?
- It feels like there is some.

Good.

Suck them like that.

Suck harder.

Bite them.

So good...

Erik always nibbled my breasts.

When he was six, he still wanted them.
I let him.

When he was seven or
eight, I had to explain.

I never said it was bad.

Erik loved my breasts.

Go on. It feels so good!

Suck.

Eat me!

Harder!

There's that strange girl.
Does she always climb trees?

- Katrin!
- It's her! She's nuts!

Don't be unfair. She's a strange
girl from a strange family.

Her dad's out to sea and her mom drinks.
She lives here all yearlong.

- That can drive anyone mad.
- Three years younger than me...

...and seven years younger than Erik.
We used to play with her.

When we were teenagers,
we grew apart...

Pity the boat just sits there.
- Let's go fishing!

You go, honey. Three days was
enough for me on that boat.

I'll find some wild strawberries.

I'll go and look for mother.
Maybe she wants to go fishing.

She usually doesn't sleep in.

Honey, last night was great.

More nights like that and
I'll become a nympho!

Wonderful!

You make me so horny, honey.

Here comes your sister.

I'll go for the berries now.

- Hi.
- Astrid prefers berry picking.

I'll take the boat out anyway.
Is mom awake?

No, she's had a tough night.

Can I come?

What are you standing there for?
Come on!

When I see you I always look
straight at your pussy.

Does it bother you? Isn't
this a good looking pussy?

- Do you always climb trees and rocks?
- No, I fuck as well. I have many lovers.

Don't you believe me?
I have fucked most men on this island.

Oh, it seems I have caught a big one!

- Can you take it off?
- Sure.

We'll probably get more.
There's plenty here.

He really fucked you last night.
We heard you across the island.

He's got a big cock, right?

Don't you know?
Haven't you slept with him?

Do I look like I have?

I mean when you were younger?

Fine. I have seen his cock,
but I haven't fucked him.

You know how kids play with
each ether's dicks and pussies.

But I got them to play
with me until I came.

I was eleven, and I think they
were fourteen or fifteen-.

After that they quit playing with me.
I think their mother stopped them.

- Maybe they started fucking each other.
- Brother and sister?

It happens. There's
nothing wrong with it.

I'm glad you could make it.
I need someone to talk to.

- Do you want to go to church?
- Good idea.

- I wonder what Britt and Erik are up to.
- They're gone fishing.

Oh, their mother is with them?
That's good.

So they don't taste the
forbidden fruit, again...

I'm not worried.

Katrin, are you sure they
have slept together?

No, but it was close.

I always thought they did do it.

But don't worry.
Their mother guards them.

I'm so glad you're home.
I've been devastated since you left.

I know why you left.

I'm sorry.

Without a word you just left.

Poor mother. You were her pride and joy.

- I'm so ashamed-
- Damn it! Don't be ashamed.

- It was mom's fault too-
- Mom's?

Yes, mom's.

She always dressed up for me.

She always wanted to link arms.

When I studied she had
a look of admiration.

When we were alone, she made
sure to show those breasts.

- You were imagining.
- No, I wasn't.

Those breasts were always
visible through her clothes.

Those breasts were
always bursting out.

You saw her yourself.

- So it was because of mom?
- She never dated. It was all wrong.

And I felt so guilty.
I thought it was me.

- Because of us...
- That was wrong too.

But I loved it. Those four years
we had together were fantastic.

You enjoyed it too. I know you did.

- You are a good climber. I like you.
- I like you too.

You're horny. Maybe you wanna
fuck one of my lovers?

- I'm in love with my husband.
- I know one, his cock is great.

I'm satisfied. My husband
has a really nice cock.

Someone's inside the shed.

You can hear them. They're fucking.

- I don't hear a thing.
- Come on!

The three of us really
got into each other.

You and I always sneaked
out when we could.

And me with my desire to suck
on my mother's breasts...

- Does Astrid know...?
- Not about you and me.

But I have told her about
me and mother's breasts.

Well, we'd better go
home and gut the fish.

We have done well, haven't we?
We have caught a lot of fish.

It's Axel Blomberg, one of my lovers.
His cock is amazing!

See what you're missing.
Your husband's mom likes it anyway.

Maybe you would even like uncle Olof?

He's got a long cock.
It's not thick, but long.

Sure, he's older, but...

If only he had told me.

He didn't want me to come here.

I made him take me.
What an idiot I am!

- What are you talking about?
- Erik! Maybe he hasn't slept with Britt.

Maybe not.

But why did you avoid
me all of a sudden?

- You smell nice!
- I showered and used mom's perfume.

- I wish I had come back.
- Me too.

How I have longed for you! No one
else has touched me for two years.

- I have only thought of what we did.
- Don't talk about it.

I had to put my pillow in my mouth,
so mother wouldn't hear me cry.

Astrid and I are very happy.
I really love her.

I know, honey. I know.

- Did you catch any fish?
- Yes, a lot.

- You're a brother and sister team.
- Did you pick any berries?

- I picked many but ate them all.
- Is everything fine?

Maybe I ate too many berries.

Axel!

Hi!

- Where are you going?
- I thought I'd go swimming.

- Open a bottle and relax.-.
- Do you want some company?

I've had company all morning.

You have character.

Uncle Olof's moonshine.

Mother, you're so beautiful!

It's because I'm together
with my children.

You're crazy! It was probably you who
set me up with the Palmqvist girl.

If she spots you now, she will kill me.

- How would it feel to fuck her mother?
- You're even crazier than I thought.

Just have a getaway plan.
Wait by the door to her house.

I can't go there now!

- After dinner, dummy!
- But what do I say?

Just be there. You don't
have to say anything.

She will be ready.

There's nothing like fresh fish!

I'm going for a walk.

I'll go upstairs and read.
What will you two do?

- I'll go down to the water.
- I'll read for a while.

- Got you!
- Katrin!

My lover, from earlier today,
waits for us down by the boat.

- My mom-in-law probably exhausted him.
- Not him, he's got stamina!

Katrin, I'm not interested in him.
I just want to save my marriage.

Look!

A dear!

Come on!

Traces...

Over there!

You have so much energy!

We made too much noise.
Deers are frightening.

You can see most of the stars.

They are hard to see during summer.

But if you spin, you get a better look.

- Did you see any stars?
- Mi|lions.

I see them in you too.

Katrin! Katrin!

Astrid, have you been drinking?

Come on in!

- Mrs Palmqvist...
- Please, call me "mom".

Mom, there's something you need to know.

- You have lovely breasts!
- Thank you, Astrid.

Erik has confessed that he's
longing to suck on your breasts.

To really suck your breasts for milk.

They're very nice.
Your nipples are hard.

- But Astrid!
- Am I hurting you?

No, of course not.

Astrid, please!

Since he told me, I have shared
his fantasy about your breasts.

Oh, God!

Do you like it when I
suck on your breasts?

I like it when you suck my breasts.

Wouldn't you like him to do it?

Wouldn't you?

Say that you want him
to suck your breasts.

Say it!

I want Erik to suck my breasts.
God, how I want it!

Call him then. God dammit, call Erik!

Erik!

Call him louder!

Erik! Erik!

Erik!

- What the hell're you doing with my mom!
- I'm sucking her breasts. Come here!

I'm nearly done.

Tell him what you just told me.

Honey, I want you to suck my breasts.

Suck my breasts. Suck them.

Help me open it up with your fingers.

More!

Come and see where you came from.
You'd like to crawl back in there, huh?

Astrid!

Astrid, you must be drunk! Do you
realize what you made me do?

Yeah, you sucked your mother's
breasts, like you always wanted.

- Britt!
- Yes, I see her.

Do you want to fuck her?

That's the dumbest thing I've
ever heard. You are drunk!

Bullshit! I know everything
about you two.

Why did you lie to me?

You want to fuck her, right? Admit it!

- Yes, you bitch, I want to!
- Fuck her then, asshole.

- Where the hell are you going?
- I'm tired.

Do you know what just happened?
I sucked mother's breasts.

- Did she like it?
- I think so. She screamed a lot.

Her body trembled.

Do you know what else just happened?

Nothing surprises me.

Astrid said that we
should fuck each other.

- Crazy summer nights...
- She knows about us.

- I haven't said anything. Where is she?
- She went and fucked someone, I think.

It always starts on nights
like this, doesn't it?

Wait up!

I have to find Axel.

- Good evening, Mrs Palmqvist.
- Kent, you scared me.

- I hope your wife is well.
- You're trembling, and blushing too.

Cheers!

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

- What a night!
- Are you still here?

On nights like this you
can't help your actions.

It's intoxicating!

All you want to do is
sleep with somebody.

You're right.

Mrs Palmqvist...

How come you're not fucking her now?

She's horny as hell.
Wait here.

Erik...

Erik?

Are you looking for Erik?

- He's probably with Astrid.
- No, he isn't. Come on.

Don't you want me?

Want you? I want you so
much it drives me insane.

I have been insane ever since you left.

No! First you must promise me to
go away with Astrid tomorrow.

And that you'll stay away
for at least a year-

until midsummer next year.

You must promise me that.

Yes, I promise.

That sounds like Astrid.

- She's fucking Axel.
- At least it's not Erik.

Where is he? I must find him.

At my secret spot, in the
fisherman's shed by the point.

You were right, Kent.
It is a magical night.

It's getting late and I must go to bed.
Maybe you want to join me?

Yes.

Bye!

Britt, let me suck it.

Oh, Katrin!

Oh, Katrin!

- I promised I'd go. Didn't I?
- Yes, and you must.

Erik...

- l love you.
- And Britt, I love you.

Such fantasies I have had
of making love to you...

...fucking you.
And eating you.

And it was better than I ever dreamed.

When I was little...

l always hoped you would come
here after the long winter.

I had no one.

Not until uncle Olof noticed me,
when my breasts grew.

But you were special.

My summer life...

Remember that I would follow you?
You never got a moment's peace.

I bet I tortured you.
But how I love you!

And I was so sad when you
discovered each other.

When you-

shut me out of your world.

But tonight...

...it feels as if...

...you have let me in once more.

Erik, don't you see?

It's better for all of us.
I would just want you for myself.

And you would want mother,
without daring to touch her.

Mother wants you too.

You know she wants to sleep with you.

You promised. You have to go.

I know.

Awhile ago you wanted me to go
away with you. Do you still?

Of course. What's changed your mind?

Daylight, morning, common sense...

Tonight the few dark hours
were ones of madness.

They belonged to witches and goblins.

Only nymphs and satyrs
stood the test of dawn.

Everything was upside down.

What I used to believe, meant nothing.

What once was forbidden,
was now allowed, desirable.

Fear dissolved itself
in the gloomy light.

Calm longing came like
waves in the storm.

Then came the sun.
Madness disappeared slowly.

The family that had grown in twenty
years stood naked in a revealing light.

It showed real longing, and desire
disguised it as something allowed.

Our relationship could
never be the same again.

My whole world of fantasies
disappeared tonight.

I realized that I must hold
on to you and be satisfied.

Being with you gives me so much
satisfaction and happiness.

I am older than you, Axel.
Until this morning...

I told myself you would
grow tired of me...

that you would leave me.

But this morning I realized...

that I should be satisfied
as long as you are with me.

Hey you!

Pack your long johns.
It can get cold out there.

And now he's gone.

Mother, I love you. I always have.

- Hi!
- Hello!

- When does their boat leave?
- In two hours.

Your mom's pretty horny, isn't she?
She might wanna play on the way...

Let's have some tea!

- Have you any plans for tonight?
- No, why do you ask?

Well, I know this guy. I haven't seen
him in a while. He's a lover of mine.

He lives on the other island.
I spotted him earlier today.

I thought he might want two nice
girls to drop in on him tonight.

The house has a large bed, right?

He's got a big cock.

THE END