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LOOSELY BASED ON THE LIFE OF TED GARDESTAD

I was never envious of my brother.

I just wanted to keep him for myself.

Ladies and gentlemen, let’s give a warm welcome to...

Ted Gérdestad!

- Where is he? - Don't worry, he'll be here.

I'll go...

Ted! It’s me. What’s going on.7

They've started. Are you coming?

Ted. Please...

TED A MOON OF MY OWN

1971 JUNIOR NATIONALS FINAL BJORN BORG v TED GARDESTAD

- Ted doesn't stand a chance. - No one thought he'd reach the final.

My son's got it...

The winner instinct.

Game, Gardestad.

Gardestad leads 4 games to 2 in the third and final set.

- Bjorn! - Yeah?

- See that girl with the headband? - Helena?

- Lena? - No, Helena. She's my new girlfriend.

Cute, isn't she?

Gentlemen, please.

- No misses now, Ted! - Don't! He doesn't like you shouting.

- A bit of encouragement won't hurt. - Dad...

- I'm so anxious, I can't watch. - Oh, off you go.

Borg to serve.

- No! - 15 — love.

It's not happening again, is it?

I'm afraid it is.

30 — love.

Match: Bjorn Borg.

Do you have a loudspeaker in your head?

- The music just appears. I can't stop it. - Is she eating with us?

How did it go?

Hi, Jolly.

- Second in the nationals isn't bad. - Nothing to brag about.

You had him. Why didn't you hall that ball?

Why? That'd be like writing a great chorus and only playing it once.

You don't get to play.

- Did you hear a new tune? - Yeah, but I've forgotten it.

1971 Junior Championships final Clay - wind NW 11 mph - v Bjorn Borg

- Dinner is ready! - Coming.

Tennis doesn't come for free. Do you know how much I've spent on you?

I want a return on that investment. Do you understand?

Do you want to end up like Kjell and Kenneth?

- Kenneth's to be an architect. - My Uncle Go'sta can draw a house.

But this is about tennis, see?

Ted, you're too much in touch with your emotions.

- Isn't that good? - Yes.

- But you need to be able to switch off. - Like you do?

- Prune jelly for dessert. - Right... Nice.

- It's not the end of the world. - Exactly. It's not that important.

But let's agree that from now on it's all about the tennis.

Oh yes...

Your dad's sorted things out.

I've talked to Bjorn Borg's coach. He'll give you a trial today.

- That's great. - Yes. A "job well done" and all that.

See you at the indoor courts at four.

Bye.

Ted! You've taken my bag again.

Here. You're late again.

I'll make it.

Universe, say, could it be too late?

Ted, we've talked about this.

- Will you record me? - No. I won't.

Can I sit here?

If it's that important to you...

I love space. An infinity that's endless.

Everything's forever.

It's the opposite. Since the Big Bang, all celestial bodies and galaxies

are moving further and further apart at 250,000 mph.

It'll end soon.

Shit...

It'll be your weird brother. If you answer, it's over.

- Shit. - I'm not kidding.

- Hello? - I've a new song. About the universe.

And how all celestial bodies are moving apart at 250,000 mph.

We need to hurry. Can you write lyrics soon?

- We're a bit busy. - We're having a shag!

- Yeah, we're having a shag. - That's fab!

Everything's going to go dark soon, so hurry up and shag. Bye!

Mum...

- Were you eavesdropping? - No, I wasn't!

- No, Ted! This is not good! - Oh yes.

- It's good exercise for me. - Watch out!

"Universe", take one.

Universe, say

Is there room for me.7

Will you bare your soul?

So hot, so cold, so strong, so weak

How will the world appear

A thousand years from now?

If there were a time machine

Where time went out and in

- Oh no... - Mum! We're in the middle of recording!

- You're ruining our careers. - Any dirty underpants, boys?

Got any shit in your pants, eh?

When will winter go?

Mm, when do feet grow toes?

That's what I 'm wondering

Tell me, when the wind abates?

When will I find my faith?

I 'm wondering

Oh world, my world, you are so vast

Your journey is controlled

By thoughts so wise that really last

So spin around, my world

Oh world, my world, you are so vast

Your journey is controlled

By thoughts so wise that really last

So spin around, my world

This is really good!

There it is.

- Sweden Music. Sounds international. - It's not that simple.

You don'tjust go to a record company and say you want to make a record.

- They won't turn down our music. - Decca rejected The Beatles in '61.

- They did? Why? - I don't know.

Maybe the demo was crap. Come on now.

Here it is.

We can'tjust walk in. Hey!

This is embarrassing.

Let's go.

- Are you looking for someone? - Yes. We want to make a record.

It doesn't quite work that way. Send us a tape.

You know where the door is.

You're making the same mistake Decca made

when they turned down The Beatles.

This is what we'll do. We'll listen to one track and then we'll see.

That's enough to show how good we are. We sing about existential stuff.

I write all the music and my brother Kenneth the lyrics.

Great.

You forgot the tape?

You're full of surprises.

Problem solved. Send us a tape. We'll listen and get back to you. Maybe.

Really sorry. We'll send you the tape.

Universe, say

Is there room for me?

- Will you bare your soul? - Thanks!

Lovely. Everybody wants to play those songs but nobody buys them.

- What do they want? - New stuff. Stuff that rocks.

Do you mind...?

This is about a broken heart.

You never did believe in crying

It's not a thing for men to do

For a grown-up, there's no denying

Those feelings aren't for you

So if you see my cheeks with tears on

It won 't be long until they're dry

You just can 't stop the tears from falling

When someone says goodbye

I would like a moon of my own

That] could travel to

Where I 'd forget that you have said goodbye

I would sit there on my own moon

And do just what] like

I'd stay on my moon til/I feel alright

You and you, come with me.

Who the hell is that?

Where did he come from?

- Over there... - Hejust walked in?

He's got everything we're looking for! The chap even looks like a pop star.

His sound's really great.

Hello!

I'm Stikkan.

- Stikkan Andersson. - I'm Ted.

Let's put it this way...

We're interested.

What...

I didn't want to repeat Lennon and McCartney's mistake.

You're going up to the net from the service line. Don't get too close.

Watch me... Up to the net — and wham!

Watch me again.

Mr Rosberg! You see, Ted's a bit...

- ...in his own world sometimes. - Right. Fine. Erika, you first.

Mum! Listen to this!

Mum?

Yes?

Has something happened?

Indeed... I had a nice moment with Bjorn Borg's coach.

We waited for you for over an hour. He likes punctuality, he said.

- I'm sorry, Dad, I forgot. - It's gone too far. Now go to the phone.

Call him and apologise — he may give you another chance.

- Can we tell you where we've been? - Quiet, you!

- I don't care. - Damn it, Dad! Listen to Ted now.

We played for a record company. We've got a contract.

Contract?

- You're making a record? - Two. We're making two records.

- Two records? - With our names on them.

- With our names? - No, not your name.

Kenneth!

Look... Is this the correct sum?

- It's the guy from The Hep Stars. - Svenne?

- No, the pianist. He's producing us. - Benny.

There'll be more money?

- Should I call that coach? - No, that can wait.

There is a place upon this earth

That just a few of us can get to

I call it summertime with you

That is my summertime with you

Ted! I'm Agnetha.

- Anni-Frid. - Oh, you're Bjorn's and Benny's wives.

And we sing. We'd love to sing on one of your tracks.

They are really nice.

- My music's more pop... - We want to do pop music.

- Thanks, girls. See you at home. - Yes.

- Good luck! - See you!

Welcome. First time in a studio, you'll have lots of questions.

Yeah. When do we start?

"Am I Enough", take one.

Hang oh, wait... What's happened to my intro?

- This is "Am I Enough". - Not the way I wrote it.

That's right. I made some changes when I did the harmonies.

- Who are you? - Janne Schaffer. I write the scores.

You'd gone from minor to major in your intro.

- Isn't that allowed? - Yes.

Then write the score as I've done it, and do what you want with your own songs.

I thought it was quite snazzy before I changed it... It worked.

- But Bjorn and I are producing. - What do we do?

Play it the way Ted wants it. It's his song.

- "Am I Enough", take two. - An octave lower.

I'm glad you're here. We need to talk.

So...you do understand that it's Ted we'll be promoting?

- He's the star. - Yeah, sure.

We've been looking for him for a long time.

Sure, I get that. I've got my lyrics, that's plenty.

The lyrics...

"I saw gnomes and trolls

"and little fairies dancing round in a sugar bowl"...

Ted's favourite, "Dream and Fantasy".

"And cars became horses...

..."tall buildings grew small".

Pretentious tosh.

Him in there, he's got class. I don't get it...

I'll let it pass this time, but we'll use pros on the next record.

- Or...are you aiming at being a poet? - No, architect.

What are you talking about?

We 're just chatting. You go on playing.

Surely we can discuss it?

Only Kenneth knows how to describe what I feel.

Surely there's a limit to the number of feelings a teenager can have.

Even more limited in old men, it seems.

Right, okay. We'll do it your way, then. It'll be fine.

Just remember that "dessert" is spelt with two s's.

"Desert" with only one.

- But "Stikkan" is spelt with two k's. - I heard that.

How's it going?

It's tricky to make every song be about love.

What else? You can do it.

- Hi! When are we playing again? - I need to finish my record.

Isn't it hard to choose between the two?

No — I'll be the first to win both Wimbledon and Eurovision.

Though you'd have to beat me first. Come on, Helena.

- Helena! - Bye.

Bye.

Helena

Helena

Sounds bloody good, Ted.

It'll be a whopping summer hit.

You know, I'm planning a tour of at least 30 cities.

I go to tennis camp every summer.

Tennis? Impossible.

You can't do both.

Listen...

It's time for you to choose. Want one?

Tennis.

Too much hard work.

It could be about someone else.

Promise you'll call every evening. Lights out at eleven latest.

- No alcohol. Promise me that. - Maybe you should come on the tour?

- Goodness me, no! - Oh yes.

You could switch out my light at night and sing with the backing girls on stage.

You could have your own song. You could do "Moon".

- I'm fed up with it. - I don't believe you.

I would like a moon of my own

That] could travel to

Where I 'd forget that you have said goodbye

- You sing really well. - Ted! You've got a visitor.

Who is it?

Bjorn! What are you doing here?

Bjorn . ..

- Why didn't you say something? - I didn't want to spoil things for you.

Playing mixed doubles will be really weird now.

I'll probably stop playing tennis.

- So what do you think of the song? - It sucks.

But the rest of the record is great.

You're going to be a pop star!

Hope you do well, too, Bjorn!

What's it going to be like? I might get laughed off the stage.

Yeah.

You'll be put in irons and taken away.

They'll put you in a horrible dungeon.

- You'll be forced to play Easy Listening. - Oh, don't be silly.

What if they don't dig me?

Of course they'll dig you.

Just stay true to yourself.

It's good to have a friend like you.

Everyone should have one.

Ted?

You're going on tour.

The dressing rooms are up there. Leave them as you find them.

On that side there's tombolas and other stalls.

That's the main stage where you can put your things.

- Any questions? - Is there any food? I'm hungry.

We don't provide food.

Nearly time to go on. How do you feel?

Fine. You mustn't leave me, Kenneth.

Of course I won't. Come on now.

Allow me to introduce tonight's artist: Fred Gardestad.

- Ted. Ted Gardestad. - The stage is yours.

We're going to play for you. The first song is "A Moon of My Own".

You never did believe in crying

It's not a thing for men to do

For a grown-up, there's no denying

Such feelings aren't for you

You think you always know the best way

You knowjust what to do and say

But never when I want to tell you

ThatI am not okay

I would like a moon of my own

That] could travel to

Where I 'd forget that you have said goodbye

I would sit there on my own moon

And do just what] like

I 'd stay until] felt] was okay

One more time!

Got up this morning

Before your day had really broken

Wow-wow, what a lovely day

I crept down to the lake

So I could see you skinny-dipping

Wow-wow, what a lovely day

I sat a bit away

And saw you naked on the beach

Wow-wow, what a lovely day

I'm glad you'll be home soon so you can answer all the letters. I'm worn out.

- Are you opening my letters? - No.

I'm only removing inappropriate pictures.

Undringar, Album. Feb: 98 copies sold, Apr: 800, Jul: 80,000

The lyrics! He really gets how you can feel.

I wrote them. The lyrics are mine.

- What do you mean? They're Ted's. - I'm his big brother.

- Ted does the music, I do the lyrics. - Let's go.

Big joke, geezer!

There he is!

Out last gig is at the Liseberg Park. We get to go on the log ride for free.

I've got my final exams then.

Have you? That's okay.

- Dinner is served, Arne! - Coming!

Can you scram, guys, so I can have a chat with Ted.

What would you say to making another album in the autumn already?

Can I?

You've gone gold.

I haven't been to school all spring, though.

You don't need the Pythagorean theorem to write a hit.

Just get me your new songs in good time.

- No problem. I've already finished them. - All of them?

Thirteen numbers.

Wicked!

The crickets are making their curious sound

Still marbles are rolling across the playground

The sun is still shining on legs summer brown

The birds are still singing though the sun 's not yet down

There is time to mend fences

Now before the day is through

Because I, I do believe in freedom all the way

And if this is not reality

Then I 'm asleep

Sun, wind and water

Are the best things in the world

But it's you I 'm thinking of I 'm singing for you

Sun, wind and water

Mountains high and oceans deep

This is in the dreams I like to keep

Show me to the places Where good shepherds dwell

- Hey, he'll be fine. - Yeah.

He loves his new life.

Cheers! Congratulations on getting your degree!

If you think it's important

That you know me well

We can take it really slowly

You can really trust me

I will capture an angel

Capture an angel

An angel in seventh heaven

Will you be my sweet angel

Oh, my sweet angel

Angel in seventh heaven

Help me! Help!

Come to bed, honey.

Ijust want a word before he goes to bed.

Hear how they did.

Sorry, no reply in that room.

He should've called.

How's it going?

- You look done in. - I was calling my bro.

What's with you? Don't like partying?

- Well... I don't know anybody. - Don't know?

Everybody knows Ted Gardestad.

- Yeah, but when the gig's over... - The gig's never over.

It's just started for you.

Now it's all about how good you are at playing.

At playing Ted.

Hello, everyone under 14, and over as well.

Here 's Ted Gardestad from the LP "Ted", listed number 4.

There are so many new entries in the charts. Ted Gardestad got...

Ladies and gentlemen, Ted Gardestad!

...fifth week in the top position for Ted Gardestad.

He's just finished his fourth album,

that he's calling... French Letters... No, French Postcards !

So how about love? Girls?

I'm crazy about girls I was going to say, but...

A day without love is a day lost.

And of course I want to meet "the right one".

What else have you done this year?

I made an album and toured with it.

I made another album thatI toured with and another album...

You've had number-one hits and gone gold.

You've beaten audience-number records four years running. Is success important?

How important are Stikkan Anderson and the Polar Music record company?

What do you think of nuclear power?

- I wrote "Sun, Wind and Water". - I love that!

Will you ever record something with a message?

There are rumours of friction between you and Bjorn and Benny...

- When did you notice Ted's talent? - From early on.

He was only 3 or 4 when it became obvious.

- Want to remove your shirt? - Yeah, that'll be fun!

- The girls will love it. - It'll look great with the sun on you.

That's it. How about a smile, or do you charge extra?

- Hello. - Hello, and welcome.

- And Ted, so glad to see you. - Hey, girls!

Girls! Agnetha, Frida, let's do a picture together.

- Ted, come here! - It propels you into the chorus...

Frida, you go in the middle. It'll be great.

Great! Bosse, look this way!

- Good to get a photo with them. - Stop telling people what to do.

Hi! How are you?

I'd like you to meet Finn Kalvik. He's a colleague from Norway.

- Hi, I'm Ted. - Musician, lyricist.

- I'm Kenneth. Pleasure. - Finn. Pleasure.

- I love your new songs. - Thanks.

Could I ask you... Would you like to collaborate sometime?

You and me?

Sounds great, butI only work with my brother.

Let me know when you break up.

Hi. A beer, please.

Have mine. I'm leaving - this place is full of boring old farts.

Want to run away with me?

- Why would I want to do that? - Because I'm a barrel of laughs.

Come on!

Spring is here!

As Stiernhielm wrote:

Cool west wind

Softly sighing

Fledglings playing, flitter and flutter

Madam Nachtigal trilling nigh

All is delight, for here dwell Pax and Muse

You wanted tea.

- Aren't we having tea? - I don't want any bloody tea!

No.

Stop it!

Ijust want to say something before we do it.

This doesn't mean we're going out.

Who says I want to go out with you?

Easy to assume that.

Because I'm sleeping with you? I don't get it...

No, because I'm... Ted Gardestad.

- No, just forget about it. - Right. Fine.

I meant forget about talking.

I don't want to risk having to be a couple just because I've gone to bed with you.

Sorry.

Goodnight.

You won't believe me, but I just saw

Ted Gardestad with a guitar

in the garden.

Cool.

Hey, I thoughtI saw Povel Ramel in the garden.

- Here? - Yes.

- He's my dad. - No...

- Really? - Yes.

Why didn't you tell me?

Does your dad say his son is Ted Gardestad...

- ...every time he meets new people? - I'm afraid he does.

Let's start again.

Sit up! I'm going to interview you.

- Hi. - Hi.

- I'm Lotta Ramel, celebrity daughter. - I'm Ted Gardestad. How do you do?

- Favourite hobbies? - I like girls, girls and girls. And girls.

And more girls. That's about it.

I have to ask you: Isn't it hard work being Sweden's most loved person?

They don't love me. They've no idea who I am.

What's it like being the hottest single girl in Sweden?

It's really difficult, especially when it comes to shagging.

All the guys seem to think it automatically means you're going out.

- That's why I mostly masturbate. - Oh, lovely.

- Was it love at first sight? - He's got quite nice eyes.

Very blue. Open, clear expression. Nice.

- He's not a horse, Suss. - Who knows...?

What are your politics? The left haven't been very nice to you.

- We're all red here. - I don't know, left or right...

- Dad's a Liberal. - Yes, sadly.

As Gunnar Ekelo'f wrote: "I'm neither neither nor nor."

- Lotta's a Communist only to annoy me. - Kiss my arse!

- You're irrelevant to her convictions. - Hubris!

Does this world know a humbler person than Povel Ramel?

In your dreams!

Lotta said that you do music.

Yeah.

You start.

Maybe play something you're particularly happy with.

I'm gonna jump down off the Eiffel Tower

If you let me down

And please believe me You will grieve me

When I'm not around

I'm gonna jump down off the Eiffel Tower

If you leave this town

Though I 'm hoping I 'll be roped in

By you when I climb up

Yes, yes...

The melody is superb. Really swinging.

And it's romantic too, with Paris...

And then the associations of the Eiffel Tower...

Yes. What are they?

Anyone who jumps off the Eiffel Tower has to be a poet.

How could anyone leave a man like that?

- Isn't that so, Lotta? - I'm never going to leave Ted.

Hey...

Where does the music come from? Do you know?

- Yes, the music comes... - Sh! Don't say it.

If we tell them, we'll be unmasked as cranks.

And then they'll lock us up.

Amongst roses and chlorophyll-ia

In tidy borders of life, there will ya

Find our heads poking up and out

Just like the naughty weeds

For you are looking at the last two happy enthusiasts

One of Sweden's most famous mugs can't just disappear.

We were at the Expressen party when he left with a girl.

What are you waiting for?

Start calling his girls.

- Right... It might take a while. - Then let it.

Ted, someone wants you.

- Tell him I'll call back. - He's downstairs.

Povel Ramel's ex-directory, so...

Nice shack. Having a party?

- No, just a normal dinner. - Sounds like a party.

It's like that here. Why are you here?

Stikkan's pretty hacked off. You've missed some interviews and a TV gig.

Oh! I hope no one died. You could've jumped in, bare-chested with a wreath.

Come on,Ted...

There's a girl I really want to be with, so I'm staying.

I get that you're tired, but we have to deliver. You meet girls all the time.

Ted, where are you? Oh, hi...

- Hi. I'm Kenneth. - Be right back.

Come on.

Bro!

A day without love is a day lost.

There are days when it's fun

Just to tumble around

To turn head over heels with Angela

You can say what you will

But I 'm never really still

With Angela

For Angela

You had freckles like me

Though more happy and cute

You were laughing all the time

Serious for me

It was simple for you

You'd just laugh off angry words

Though you can 't laugh every day

I was happy anyway

Right by your side

Will you marry me?

Yes. Of course we should bloody get married.

It'll be all over the papers.

No, I'll find a way.

What names do you want engraved?

What did she say?

Ted and Lotta, perhaps?

Shall we do something together tonight?

- I'm going to the cinema with Susanne. - I see. Okay.

- What's this about? - What?

You haven't wanted to "do something" for ages.

I thought it'd be nice. Just us two.

So it's not because Ted spends all his time with Lotta?

- No. - Really?

- Okay. He's postponed the next record. - I knew it.

Why do you always let him steer you?

- Well, Ted's... He's special. - Yes. I know.

Go to the cinema then! It wasjust a suggestion.

Of course I want to do something with you. It's been ages.

"The Registrar has this day certified marriage between Charlotte Ramel

"and Ted Arnbjo'rn Gardestad.

"Stockholm City Register Office, 1976."

Oh! Ted, it's...

I think it's...stuck.

Let's see... Okay!

Leave it. Let's go.

Hang on. I'll just... Wait.

Kenneth speaking. Hi, Ted. What? Really?

Of course.

- Sure. Bye. - Why don't you ever say no?

- That was Ted, he's... - What?

- Have you tried to get it unjammed? - Kenneth, please just drive.

How did it...?

- This will sting a bit. - Oh shit!

One moment...

- Does it hurt? - Hello. Could we have an autograph?

- Hello! I'm over here! - Hi!

- How did it go? - Well, it... He'll live.

Why were you at the Grand?

We got married.

Congratulations.

No more songs about broken hearts. You can write about true love now.

This way out?

I'm back! Let me tell you about something crazy, Kicki.

Kicki!

Kicki?

No!

Hell! Shit, shit, shit!

Listen, boys, I'm thinking we'll kick off in Australia.

- Australia? - Yes.

Asia, the States.

- Doesn't that sound fab? - As our opening act.

So you play a few of your songs before we come on and do our gig.

It's what we've been dreaming of, Ted.

- It's a very long tour. - The longest ever by a Swedish band.

- I'm sure Lotta wants to see the world. - Can she come?

Of course!

- Alright. - We're on!

Can you imagine what the lefties will say?

Ted Gardestad and ABBA on a world tour!

They'll go nuts!

Tokyo. Sydney. New York.

Rio de Janeiro...

Wow, that's amazing.

But I'm starting drama school in the autumn.

You could come to Malmo'. Lots of hip places there, you know:

The Mo'llan Quarter, Ribban Beach, The Central Station...

- The Kockum Plane, no... - The Kockum Crane.

You have to send me postcards. Promise?

I promise.

- What's going on? Come on. - I can't go. Ijust can't.

- This isn't funny. - I don't want to go.

What's up?

Ted doesn't want to go.

Don't want to go?

Ted...!

You've made the girls cry. You've made the boys cry.

Now it's time to make the world cry.

Dammit, Ted, listen to me. You won't get a second chance.

And the papers all claim it's me giving the orders.

Are you crazy? What are you doing?

It's always about your feelings, what you want.

- It's always been like that. - I can find someone else to work with.

I've always stood by you! You're so bloody selfish!

You're the one being selfish. What do you want?

For me to go on a tour I don't care about

because Kicki dumped you and you want to get away?

You go to Australia with your lyrics, but don't make me feel guilty

for having different priorities.

Is it because of Lotta?

No. It's to show her love.

Final stop: Malmo'.

All passengers, leave the train here, please.

Excuse me?

Excuse me?

- This is the drama school, isn't it? - Yes, that's right.

Bonjour, Mademoiselle Lotta! Puis-je vous pre'senter:

Le clown le indispensable.

You're supposed to be in Australia!

Ah oui, but Ted quit.

- He dropped out. - You quit the tour?

- Ah oui. - But that was your big opportunity.

Yeah, but I'd rather be here with you.

Hi!

Johan - Ted, Ted - Johan. We...

- Coffee for me and... - Nothing, thanks.

I should have told you before. I really should have.

Are you sleeping with him?

I thought that since we'd be apart and you were going away...

But I'm going to move here. Everything will be fine. I'll do it.

It won't work.

You've got your life.

I want mine now.

I feel like an idiot.

Don't! You're right.

I'm the idiot. Of course you need to have your life.

You need to do your theatre and learn to fly. I get that.

- You do? - Absolutely.

Know what...?

- It's you and me. Forever. - Exactly! We're not getting divorced.

We'll always be together!

Ted. Ted! Let me go.

I think this will be good for you too, to do your own thing.

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ABBA'S WORLD TOUR SUCCESS!

Hey...

Hey.

It's okay to cry.

Wow! Beat that...

- That was good. - Maybe I should see a doctor.

A doctor? No.

You'll feel better as soon as you get back into your music.

I skipped basketball practice five times. That's when I knew I had to move on.

It's completely normal.

Your work is better when you're low, isn't it?

This is actually good for us. Just get going with your music.

- Do you think so? - Yes.

We'll stand her as old men and beat your old record of 18 skips.

Let's go to the studio.

Ted! He's here.

Okay. Be right there.

And I'm going up like

A satellite, satellite, oh-oh

Like a satellite high up in the sky

Satellite, satellite, oh-oh

Like a satellite, I 'm ready to fly

Oh, while I 'm looking down into your eyes

From high in the sky

Well, Ted...

Nice song.

Good lyrics, Kenneth.

But not for the Eurovision Song Contest.

- Eurovision? - You've not told him?

- We're invited to compete. - I've not had time.

- Great opportunity. - They're keen to have you.

- You can't compete in music. - No...

But following trends won't hurt.

No? We'll forget about it.

I thought it might help you find a new audience.

Hang on!

It's a good idea.

Great. We could up the tempo.

Cheer it up a bit.

- Janne, let's come up with a cool intro. - Yeah, sure!

- What do you think? - Sounds great. Go for it.

Fab! This'll be fun!

Here he is!

You

You make me climb the mountains

You

You make me sail the Mediterranean Sea

I 'm even believing that you hold the key

He'll do well.

Oh my, I can't bear it.

Satellite, satellite, oh-oh

Like a satellite I 'm ready to fly

Congrats, mate.

- Success... - I haven't won yet.

Soon they'll come running saying they love you.

Nobody loves you. They only love you when you're winning.

There you are! We won!

We're going to Jerusalem! I love you!

- What's the matter? Aren't you happy? - Yes.

In first place: "Satellite". Music and lyrics by Ted and Kenneth Gardestad.

So they're off to Jerusalem — it's a mess over there.

Janne, look!

You need to come.

Something's not right with Ted.

What's up?

After he put on his costume he flipped and locked himself in the loo.

Hey, Ted, it's me. Open up!

Come on, open the door!

Ted? Come on, mate. Open the door.

I don't want to die! What's going on — I can't breathe.

Get a doctor.

Get a doctor!

Are those clowns on your side? Eh?

- Leave me alone. - I'll go and cut the cables.

- What are you talking about? - Not the cables!

- Valium! My Valium! - Are you taking Valium?

You'll get some. Can we have some water!

My Valium! My Valium!

Good, good. Okay...

There. Okay.

- What's this bloody costume? - What else can you wear?

- Why's he wearing that old jumper? - He's got to wear something.

Meditation is good for everyone.

I don't believe in every word Bhagwan says, but...

It's important to be able to meet yourself in the silence.

I love the silence.

It must be divine for you to find silence in your head.

- What do you mean? - With all the fuss around you.

- Yes, exactly. Spot on. - I've got something for you here.

- Your writing's great. - I realise you can't accept it.

- Your brother will blow up. - I can always read it.

But like a tree in blossom

In a tarmac yard

No, wait. Sorry...

- What's wrong, Ted? - It's the lyrics, something's wrong.

- Can you be specific? - It's that "tarmac yard".

- It doesn't work in a pop song. - You said you liked it.

- Never mind. I'll rewrite it. - I've got some other lyrics I want to try.

Finn wrote them. Finn, can you come down here?

Hang on...

You can'tjust walk in and become Ted's new lyricist.

It's not me - Ted prefers my lyrics.

- That's not how it works. - No?

- Brothers don't own one another. - No, but you know one another.

- Maybe I know Ted better than you. - You what?

Are you crazy? No one knows Ted better than me!

People grow apart. Ted's begun a spiritual journey.

Stop hiding behind him. Set him free!

- Maybe you'll also grow. - Grow?

Create something of your own.

Go to hell, all of you!

No, Ted, don't worry about it.

When it's time to land, I tell my co-pilot I need to go to the loo...

It's just that] use the same trick.

-Hi. -Hi...

Do you still want to go to the cinema?

This is exactly what you need. To get away and find yourself.

- Free yourself. - Yeah.

You go ahead. I'm getting some mineral water.

- Hi. Can we have your autograph. - Yeah...

- You're our favourite actor. - We've seen The Last Adventure.

Could I have your autograph?

Ann Zacharias. I've seen all your films. You're amazing.

- Thank you. Your music is lovely. - I'm taking a break from music.

I'm off to India to meditate.

More people ought to do that. Reflect on what's important in life.

It's easy to miss unexpected meetings if you don't.

- We could meet when you're back. - I'll just go...

...to the other side of the world and find myself, first.

Ted! We need to go.

Wait, Ann!

- Christ, Ted! - Want to go to the cinema tonight?

We could see Escape from New York.

I have a friend who lives right here next door

She has invited me to heaven and more

I have a friend who is just as blue-eyed as me

So happy we can be

When I 'm unable to feel a thing

When I no longer have my eyes

When life is hurting of her I 'll ask

Come give me love Come give me love

Oh, give me the world Oh, give me peace

Come rest your head here Lie down with me

- There's Kalle, after Calle Jularbo. - Mark is a really nice name.

- Food's ready! - How can you be so sure it's a boy?

It's going to be a girl. I was thinking Alma.

I just don 't want to wait to go out on a date

I'll write a song for you too. The best one I'll ever write.

- You don't write songs any longer. - A secret song just for Ann.

I get a secret song while all your other girls get public love declarations.

Excuse me, didn't she say she's fed up with the limelight?

Excuse me, didn't you say you're fed up with making music?

- Isn't she lovely? - She's absolutely amazing.

Come to bed.

Listen... I feel so much better.

I feel I'm on the right track. Maybe I can start making music again.

- Are you coming? - Coming!

Please don't ruin this. Go away. Go away.

Don't you see what she's doing to you? Lose her!

Never. You're wrong. Go away.

What's that, darling?

Do you love me?

More than anything.

Would you love me even if...

...ifI went crazy?

You are crazy. That's why I love you.

I mean, even if I...

...heard voices, or saw imaginary people and did primal screaming?

Yes.

- I will love you regardless. - Yes, but I'm going to need...

I need to make a lot of changes to my life.

Even if you were seeing little Martians.

Hey...

What happened to teenage heart-throb Ted Gardestad?

Successful artist Ted Gardestad is changing course.

Or Sangit Upasani, as he prefers to be named.

Why this interview?

To announce that the Ted Gardestad you know is dead.

- Sounds dramatic. - Not at all.

I spoke to him just before his death. He's moved on to a different existence.

- May he rest in peace. - What is this?

Bhagwan is held to be a manipulative sect, but followers don 't agree.

- Life isn't logical, it's... - What...?

There, there...

Here you go.

Honey... What's wrong?

It's boiling hot!

You've scalded her again! You have to test it!

- Ted, I'm sorry! - So, Ted Gardestad is dead?

It's not me you should be trying to fool.

Leave me alone.

I'll sue you!

Who are you talking to?

- Kicki speaking. - I know we've never...

...met before, but I...

Maybe we could meet?

Where's Ted now?

He runs a meditation group once a week. He's usually away for several hours.

Ijust want to say that Ted's my brother...

This feels wrong.

I know what you mean. I love him too.

But I'm worried about him. I...

He needs help. Now.

He's beginning to act...

...very strangely.

He's like a stranger at home.

- Poor you. It must be so difficult. - He always gives everything his all.

Then he quits as suddenly as he started.

I think you're exaggerating.

Do you know he hears voices?

He's transferred huge sums of money to the Bhagwan HQ in Oregon.

- Hang on! How do you know that? - I looked at his bank statement.

You looked in... You go through his personal things?

Kenneth, please. We're also worried about Ted.

Either you hear what Ann has to say or we leave.

Hello?

Ted!

- Kenneth and Kicki came by... - I'm sorry.

Stay the hell out of my life!

Ted please! Please!

Ted! Wait...

Ted! Open the door!

Let me explain what happened. It's my fault — I called Kenneth.

- I think you need help. - It's true, Ann called me.

- We shouldn't have come. - Tell them to leave, Ann.

I understand. We're leaving now.

I love you. Take care of Ann.

I can't cope with this.

I love you so much.

I love you so very much, but you have to help me now.

But you're disappearing from us.

Everyone is worried. They all think you've changed.

- They don't recognise the old Ted. - Who's "old Ted"?

Everybody knows him except me! I don't know who he is!

You are a beautiful, loving man who I met at an airport a few years ago.

That's enough.

I'm pregnant again.

You have to get well.

Please come with me to Bhagwan.

Let's go to Oregon. Maybe we'll be happy there.

We could be happy here.

But you need to get help.

Yes.

I love you.

Ted!

- The Prime Minister's been shot. - I'll be damned!

The man arrested on suspicion of murdering Olof Palme...

Have you heard they think it was Ted who shot Palme?

What's that?

It was in one of the tabloids. Don't worry about it.

He hasn't been in Sweden for years! Which paper said that?

- One of the tabloids. - But which one?

Forget about it. You know what they're like. It's rubbish!

- If this 33-year-old man is guilty... - What? He's not even 33!

Gardestad.

Yes, that's us.

- When are they coming? - The Helsingborg customs called.

They were asking if he'd be met by anyone.

- Why the customs? - I don't know...

Isn't it good that someone meets him?

There.

STOCKHOLM CENTRAL STATION 1986

Which carriage?

Why are you wearing gloves?

They're lax about hygiene in places like this. There could be...

...a really dangerous virus...

...on glasses and cutlery. Just about anywhere.

- What kind of virus? - It's a virus called Aids.

- You die from it. - No, Christofer...

- Don't worry about Aids. - Shouldn't he be afraid of Aids?

Don't listen to him. He's trying to fool you because you're a kid.

- Aids is real, and you die from it. - Ted.

So...

We're so happy to have you back home again, Ted.

There are lots of people who are waiting for a new record.

He's got to rest first.

Yes, but...

Here's our food now.

Here we are.

Excuse me, does the chef wear gloves?

I don't think so.

"Think"! Surely you must know?

I don't think so.

That's funny — gloves...

This is madness — totally out of control. You're all mad!

What are you gaping at? Got yourself an eyeful, have you?

Look. Drawings from your kids.

So cute...

I LOOV YO

They'd love to see you — if you want to.

Ann sends her love.

She says you can... Just call whenever you want to.

Will you do that? Call her?

You do that. Give her a call.

Bjorn Borg today announced at a press conference

that he's decided to retire from tennis.

Bjorn Borg started early, making the Davis Cup team at 15

after winning the junior nationals against Ted Gardestad among others.

That sounded great.

Want to play together? It's been a while.

We could play just for fun. Like we used to.

- It never used to be fun. - It was, wasn't it?

It was always all about achievement.

- Is that what the voices tell you? - Yes, it is.

Listen, the voices... Just ignore them.

They're not real. They're only in your head.

Don't you believe me? Are you on their side?

Are you?

No!

- Let go, Ted! - I'll handle it, Dad.

Easy, Ted.

Let him be.

- What were you doing? - No worries.

It's my fault, I was stupid. I'll talk to him.

Now I can't play.

Ted?

Hi!

God, it's been so long!

It's great to see you! How are you?

I'm fine.

Yeah?

What about your music? Are you still playing?

Let me know when you have a gig. I'd love to see you again.

Want to go for a coffee sometime?

Yes. Yes, of course I'd like to.

Absolutely.

I've got a train to catch.

- Hello? - Hi.

- Is Ted here? - He left hours ago.

- I thought he was with you. - What? No...

- When did he leave? - Oh, at least four hours ago.

Four hours ago?

- Excuse me... Have you seen Ted? - No.

Not all day? Okay, thanks.

No!

Ted! Ted!

Ted, answer me!

Ted, can you hear me? Please answer me!

What have you done?

No!

- I love you, Ted! - Don't believe him.

It's just an act.

I love you!

- What's with you? - Shut up!

I told you to shut up!

- Just shut the hell up! - Ted! Ted!

Ted, what are you doing?

What's going on? Ted!

- He's not real. - Who?

Milan. He's only inside my head.

He's worn the same T-shirt for 20 years, so, he can't be real.

What you've been saying is true.

Why are you out here?

I want to make music.

I'm trying to fool the voices, butI can't. They always find me!

They get in, whereverI am. They always beat me.

- Help me make music again. - No.

- You've got to. - The doctors say you have take it easy.

- Making music could be dangerous. - They just pump me full of medicine.

I have no feelings or creativity left. It's not a life, Kenneth!

I have to make music. It's all I've got.

Help me.

I...

Kenneth.

All of our songs have always been about me.

About my life.

Could...

- Could you write about yourself? - About me?

I'll try to put together a tune to do itjustice.

- I'll strike now. - Again.

- Signal? - Yes.

I read your lyrics.

They're good.

Thanks.

So, do you want to do some recording?

It's all set up. Just press the button.

I'm not quite ready to sing.

Okay. Janne, we'll go for lunch and then we'll see this afternoon.

- Mum! We're in the middle of a take! - You're ruining our careers.

Any dirty underpants, boys?

- But we're recording! - Of course...

- Got any shit in your pants, eh? - You're ruining our careers, Mum.

From the top.

Universe, say

Is there room for me?

Will you bare your soul?

So hot, so cold, so strong, so weak

How will the world appear?

Hello?

- What do we...? - Let's wait for him and then we'll see.

- Did you get this out? - What? No.

The sky is an innocent blue

Like children 's sweet eyes shining true

Tears wet our cheeks like drops in the rain

It's nothing the stars can explain

Darling, I know how it feels

When someone your safety steals

Though difficult times we have seen, me and you

The sky's still an innocent blue

When we were growing up

Life was smiling Time was one big brimming cup

There was no doubt how our future lives would be:

Always pure and free

Summer days were spent

Ground warming our feet wherever we went

Fields were billowing and everything was green

It's the best life's ever been

LIVE TONIGHT

- Shall we go? - Yeah.

You stay here.

We're with you, Ted!

We love you!

My head's a bit of a mess...

You'll have to excuse me. I haven't done this for so long.

I've had a few tough years. During this time...

...one person has always been right by my side.

My brother Kenneth.

We are very different, Kenneth and I. But we have two things in common:

Music...

...and me.

This one's for you, Kenneth.

Outside my window spring comes around

Everything goes green

All that was dead comes alive

Even you and]

As long as we're breathing

Far out to sea there's a little boat

On the horizon she floats

So gently she sails in the calm

Like me in your arms

And darling I love you

It is for us the sun rises up

I'm going for a walk.

Right. Yes, it's a beautiful day.

- See you later. - A sunrise for us...

- No doubt. - ...shining above

Glowing like gold

And showing us love

High on a hill a cathedral stands

Pointing towards the sky

But it's for the sky within you

And the earth in me

And we love each other

It is for us the sun rises up

Glowing like gold

And showing us love

A sunrise for us

Shining above

Glowing like gold

Showing us love

Subtitles by Kajsa von Hofsten Svensk Medietext