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Good evening, madam, I'm Johan.

Regarding the room.

Good evening, madam. Sorry if I'm interrupting ...

Johan!

Sorry if I'm interrupting.

Wait a minute!

Did you die in there? Hurry up, Johan.

Please wait a minute.

I hear the sound of heels.

These are Celeste's heels.

She does not recognize me, but ...

I'm moving to her house tomorrow.

I know who she's been since

Kurt has pointed her out to me.

Celeste was a daughter of a big business magnate

who died 20 years ago.

He got her into Hollywood in the eighties.

For a few years she was a pretty famous movie star.

But when his father died, no one wanted to have something to do with her.

She moved to Nice with the legacy.

After a few years, she married Jules.

Kurt has told that

the beauty group that Jules founded

in Paris in the seventies made him financially independent

when he later sold it.

Good evening, my name is Johan.

Celeste, come in. Thanks.

How did it taste?

Exquisite.

It's called chateaubriand.

It is named after the author.

Then he must have eaten a lot of Chateaubriand.

No, he did not.

Pardon?

I mean, at least not as one knows.

Jules is in love with Kurt.

Kurt has told that when Jules do not live in the villa with Celeste

then he lives in his apartment in Antibes

or at various hotels on the Riviera.

That's what I know about Celeste.

Have you lived here long?

For 20 years now.

Do you like it here?

That's a good question.

I'm not sure anymore.

Why not?

It is...

... full of old people.

It's getting late. You can sleep here if you want.

Thanks, but I'm going to Nice.

I'll meet Kurt and Baltazar.

I understand.

It feels like it was so long ago.

There are only a few memories left.

And this is the earliest.

I sat on a bench.

I dont know why, just know I was sitting there.

Like an old man.

Baltazar! Do you join a drink?

Unfortunately, I'm broke.

What about you Swedes, Johan too.

Some have to work for their money.

Speak English!

And others do not.

I know the bartender, I get free drinks there.

Of course you have.

The fucking Kurt ...

He does not even sweat, he just shines.

I realize I'm getting old.

Inner beauty, money, success, education.

All it comes for free if you just fight for it.

It comes with age.

But you can not fight for youth.

It's damn easier to buy love than youth.

What do you do?

At the solarium.

You're a little pale to work in a solarium.

I know...

Maybe we can do it together sometime?

Do what?

Sun and solarium.

Why?

How was Celeste? did it go well?

Yes I think so.

But does she know that Jules meets Kurt?

Of course she knows, but it you do not have to deal with her.

No no.

Come on, we're dancing.

Celeste is not a movie star, she is an actress.

She has not acted in a movie in ten years.

And you know what? Her husband is in love with me!

No we do not!

Absolutely not.

If I say yes, he's going to hate me.

If I say no, he's going to hate me too.

The trick is to keep them in the middle, to let them hope.

I pay the rent for me, Baltazar and Johan!

We'll call later.

Good, have it.

I heard you met Celeste yesterday.

How did it go?

It went well, she seems nice.

I'm not fucking those people for them to be cozy!

Ok.

I'm going to have lunch with Jules at one o'clock.

The one who fucking Kurt do not even get in a hangover.

A new day, a new one dollar.

Or as the man says in them cultural parts of the world.

A new day, a new euro.

When are you moving in with Celeste?

Welcome. Thanks.

A little tea? Yes please.

You can use your phone as much as you want.

It does not work so well between me and Jules.

But it's a marriage of 20 years and it's a long time.

Celeste tells that she and Jules do not feel good together.

But I know everything.

She says she has a good psychiatrist, so I do not understand

why she has to say all this to me.

Look over there.

Yes it is beautiful.

It's too big.

But ... I'll probably come to die here anyway.

I was born here.

Kurt does not want to work.

Jules supports him ... It does not matter.

I'm fine anyway ... I have my house.

And my friends ...

Wait, wait ...

What is it?

An eyelash ... No danger ...

KRANGLINGØ

Hello.

How are you?

It is good.

What are you doing?

Are you spying on me?

Why, out with the language ?!

Why? Explain yourself! Why?!

I just wanted to see what you did.

Thanks again.

You're welcome. Thanks.

Toast.

The bill, please.

Toast?

Now I feel like Tintin again.

Emotionally, that is.

Yes.

What, are you doing it now or?

It is evening and the big blue comes over me.

And are you a Frenchman then there's a little Christmas Eve mood.

But I do not know any of it whether I should be honest.

I feel left out.

No wonder I'm not French. But still.

It's weird how this feeling is coming, this ...

Melancholy.

I feel so weird.

So strange.

And that's what Tintin feels too?

Imagine this. You're home alone on Christmas Eve.

And you have chosen it yourself.

And yet it comes ... sucking feeling.

Melancholy. The intangible, I do not know.

The big blue, sort of.

Then I think like that, Tintin has a lot of different emotions

which he does not know where to turn.

It boils in him, it presses in his chest on him.

And he does not know what to do with it.

It's about that. I do not know...

That's probably it.

I thought Tintin came from Belgium.

No, Tintin was not from Belgium, Hergé was from Belgium.

Tintin was a Frenchman.

Im going to bed.

I'm sorry.

It is OK.

It's better next time.

Good day.

May I present Jules. Jules, this is Johan.

- Good day. - Nice.

How are you?

How about a cocktail?

Want some Gin and Tonic?

No, just tonic please.

Jules, I like your house.

I'm going into town.

Good evening.

A Christmas Eve was both she and I alone at home.

I was 17 or 18 and she was younger.

We probably talked for an hour on the phone.

She played eighties music for me.

And it sounded too damn good, but ...

... it did not matter I was just happy to hear her voice.

We decided to meet at the solarium in an hour.

Yes, it's going well.

Ok ... See you soon. Good bye...

Good morning. How are you?

What do you say about going to the beach today ?!

Look, there's Kurt!

Yes, you see it ...

A whore on the hunt.

She was so beautiful in the ultraviolet light.

Frozen people in movies has about the same color.

... but maybe a little brighter.

Even if you do not get to see with open eyes in solarium light

then I could not help it.

This place was world class.

But they stopped straining after they received a Michelin star.

Hi dear. Welcome.

How are you? Good, how did it go to the Red Cross ball?

It was a good fundraiser.

And the serving is getting worse and worse.

The new owner has milked the concept.

Have an event here with me next time.

- Oh, I'm happy to do that. - The table is ready.

The service is dirty ...

Are you listening?

Yes, I'm listening.

- Do you really do that? - Yes, yes.

If you hear why do not you look at me?

You look at the entrance, not at me.

No no. I'm listening.

Should I continue? Yes...

Okay, so ... Where was I?

Michelin star ...

Yes exactly... After that, they exploited their trademark.

How are you?

Want to see pictures from my youth?

This is from the promotion of a movie we made here in Nice ...

The director was crazy. They usually are.

It was always me who had to go and shop.

She could too, but it was just I who could buy beer and cigarettes.

She wrote a list and I acted.

Here is Princess Grace of Monaco when she visited the recording ...

It was a great moment.

I made myself up. I was beautiful.

What is it?

In a way, I liked it. I felt needed.

I could add something.

Time flies...

This is a movie by Truffaut.

That was the end of it.

- No more? - Not yet.

A gift, maybe a perfume.

Your friend Celeste.

This has been tested on animals.

Do you not understand that the animals suffer ?!

Do you not understand what the animals are going through ?!

Locked in a cage, chained. Needles everywhere, tortured.

It was the self. There was a commotion

the seals that were killed outside Norway

or in the Arctic Ocean or in the northern part of the world.

She made an effort to be calm.

In the newspaper it was there a picture of a bloody seal

and a list of names. She asked me to sign.

I hardly knew what a seal looked like, I do not think she knew either.

What is the difference? We ate meat for lunch.

She was desperate.

What? What the hell are you talking about?

She was right.

Did I say anything about that? Did I talk about it? No!

It was completely immoral not to sign the list.

- Come here. - Dont touch me. Dont touch me!

Ok ...

Do you not care? It may not matter.

No, come back right away!

It says that it has been tested on animals.

Are you stupid or what? What do you think?

Listen to me!

Pardon...!

Pardon!?

Well, that's a start.

"You just went behind, sorry. Did it hurt? "

It passes, it's just nosebleeds.

I knew that she did it on purpose but ...

... it did not help to bring it up.

She did bad things against me all the time.

But afterwards she always said sorry and that she loved me.

And I said I loved her.

You know that I arrange a place to live for you?

I know, thank you, but I need a job too.

One job? You do not need a job!

- You do not even have to work. - What do you mean?

Take advantage of the situation! This is the French Riviera.

Down here, the young live off the old.

Not the other way around.

It does not matter what you think, That's how it is.

Sometimes it gets so obvious, the strength of being young.

And beautiful, for most it is an impossible dream.

Honestly! You can live of the old in a good way

or a bad way.

Without even thinking about it

that youth is the greatest the talent you have down here.

I do not hope the youth is the only talent I have.

Use what you have!

I think we'll try again.

Hold on to your hat.

You'll take my life, this is pathetic.

Pardon? Who is pathetic?

How dare you talk to me like that?

You and Kurt then?

So pathetic. Oh no you stay here!

And you shut up!

Should I shut up? Really not!

You're welcome!

Let him be! Are you crazy? I hate you!

How can you take in a whore in my house?

This is my house. Let's be at peace.

Disappear or I'll call the police.

It was a Christmas Eve.

Anneli's mother and stepfather had a party.

It was a carnival.

Everyone was drunk and tall.

Your daughter is here ...

Little friend, hey.

Are you at home now?

You...

We have eaten...

- Do you want some ... - No, I've eaten everything!

- Should you not have a little ... - No, it's ok.

Some leftovers and some ...

Merry Christmas!

What are you doing?

Dont touch me. Dont touch me!

You just have to hold your hand there ...

Mom! Mom!

The French Riviera has 270 sunny days a year.

Probably a factor as to why they're doing so poorly.

It feels like it has rained for ages.

I can not go in there, I just can not ...

Hello. I...

Celeste, I'm going to get some stuff.

Now I'm ready, Celeste ... Have it.

See you, Johan! - Yes, see you.

Im going to bed.

Good night.

I remember that she called me late one night.

Hello?

It was the first time in months as she contacted me.

She said she's been to my gate but that she did not remember the code.

She was drunk and snowy.

I told her the port code is her year of birth.

But she said she did not remember.

"Can't you just come out and meet me?"

Yes, I can come down.

I got dressed and went out in the icy spring night.

There she stood with her oversized parka.

I felt how thin she had become and that she smelled alcohol.

Even though she was drunk then she could not look me in the eyes.

I asked why she came, she had have been in the city before without making contact.

"But I love you," she said. I did not know what to say.

"Hold up," I said.

We kissed, but nothing more.

And then she fell asleep.

I put a blanket over her and felt like a hero.

My friend is sick, I need an ambulance!

She is unconscious and she vomits.

Ok, ok.

Hello.

Take the train and come here.

Get off the train at St. Raphael and take a cab at the station.

Ask the driver to drive you to the Notre Dame Clinic.

What happened?

No danger. I took some pills too much.

What made you come here?

I was drunk.

How long have you been in town?

Dude, I really need to stick around now.

I'm only here for four days, I have a lot to do.

Can you call the page?

Maybe you can come for dinner.

I call you.

Do you promise to call?

Yes I promise.

Stop fussing.

They will that I'll rest here for a few days ...

... before I can go home.

But she never called.

I waited and waited.

I tried to call several times, but she never answered.

She was to be in town for four days and those were the longest days of my life.

How is Celeste?

As usual.

She's feeling better soon.

And then she has you too.

I'm actually leaving here.

This no longer works.

I'm broke and no money on the way in.

And you do not get younger.

Not a shit you get for free, not like you and Kurt.

Nothing.

Back to Sweden and reality.

It's time to wake up now.

I'm leaving next week.

- Where have you been? - Out.

I want you to stay home, remember I'm sick ...

I may need your help.

Sorry, I did not think so.

I've never asked anyone for anything.

It would have been safe if you stayed inside ...

Yes I promise.

I'll get more.

It was the first and last time I was in her apartment in the city.

It was a disgusting stench throughout the apartment.

It smelled of ammonia.

Almost all the time I sat there still.

It stressed her a lot.

I had to leave.

Wait, wait.

Are you going?

Where are you going then?

You, can not you?

Johan?

But go then ...!

No, do not go.

Johan, stay.

Take off your jacket.

But please!

I never went to her funeral.

Above all because I did not know whether she had wanted it or not.

It's so theatrical to sit at a tombstone.

The feeling that millions people looked at me.

As if CNN broadcast live from my visit.

And people sat at home and laughed contemptuously at me.

But then I thought: I care not that you're staring at me.

And then I let the tears come.

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Norwegian texts: Per Olav Wiborg- Maurstad www.ordiovision.com