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Come on, Håkan!

-Butts down, people! -Yeah!

Keep it up, Håkan!

Come on!

Keep it up!

-Come on! -Oh no!

Legs!

Yes!

-Yay! -Well done.

Tell them.

Get it over with. Tear the fucking Band-Aid off. Tell them!

It's time for the final game, and it's Dizzy Izzy.

-Yes! -Come on!

Yeah!

Around the bottle!

Come on, Dad!

-Ready, Johannes? -Yeah.

-Go, go! -Come on, Dad!

You've got this.

Håkan, Håkan!

No…

Yay!

Come on, then!

Are you okay, Johannes?

Johannes?

-Huh? -Are you okay?

-That's what it's like getting old. -Right.

-What the fuck do you mean by that? -I'm only joking.

I'm sick of your little jokes.

I'm sick of jumping around like a fucking frog.

I'm sick of decorating phallic poles and singing nonsense Swedish songs!

But Johannes…

Don't you start with me!

I'm not the one pulling chicks that could have been my kids.

You're the one desperately trying to be 30 years younger than your actual age.

That's enough, Johannes.

-"That's enough"? -Yes.

Look who's talking.

Everyone…

Do you know why you are here today?

Do you know why you are really here?

Because Carina wanted to share…

This is one of her better ideas, possibly the very best.

Please…

My wife brought us all together today because…

we're getting divorced.

How did you put it?

You wanted to celebrate how long we've kept up the happiness.

We've done it for 30 years.

We were supposed to eat herring and strawberry cake,

play party games and sing silly songs.

Hallelujah.

"Let's raise a glass to Carina, hooray."

Let there be no person who

Will not raise their glass to you

"Hooray, we're toasting you today."

"Hooray."

Johannes…

Please…

Why didn't you say anything?

-I tried, but-- -What the fuck were you thinking?

-My dear Hanne-- -No. Don't go there.

But… Could we talk about this later?

Why are you doing this? Oh, you want to avoid handling our feelings and needs.

You weren't supposed to find out this way.

How, then?

When the atmosphere was better, at some point… I don't know.

You don't know.

-But there is something positive about-- -How can this be positive?

-Hanne… -Shut up!

Hanne, that's enough!

Johannes and I have shared a fantastic life

and spent many fantastic years together, but that era is now over.

Next year, I'm turning 65--

You should turn 65 with Dad. Can't you guys fix it?

No, darling.

You're not a kid anymore.

You are adults now.

Håkan, I'm so sorry about what Johannes said.

Nah…

I truly hope that you know how important you are

to our family, to us and the girls.

-Should I fire up the grill? -Good idea.

Thank you.

Really good idea.

I like you. And Johannes.

I don't know what's happened or who has done what…

But I absolutely adore my kids, and I love seeing them grow up to become good people.

And now my son is marrying your daughter, and I just think there's something strange

about your timing.

I mean, you've been married for 30 years.

Well, it's not really my business.

I just want you to promise me

that we are going to make this wedding the loveliest,

most truthful, most tender wedding we have ever seen.

-Can you make that promise? -Yes.

Yes, I promise you.

In that case, I'm having a hot dog.

-Oh, Jesus Christ. -You impress me.

No…

I think you're just wonderful.

You did nothing wrong, you just followed your heart.

But sometimes we ought to follow our brains.

You do. Believe me, you do.

Will Lysander tell the others about his illness?

No, I don't think so. I think he just wanted to be here.

So thanks for letting him join us.

Thank you for knowing without telling anyone.

Are you coming?

I just need a few minutes on my own.

My God.

Here.

Thanks.

Has everyone left?

No. No one, I believe.

-I thought I'd ruined the party. -Just almost.

Yeah…

I didn't know you were splitting up.

No. It's rather new to me too.

I messed it up with your mom, but I was sure I could make this marriage work.

You did for quite a while.

Thirty years.

-With Mom it was just three. -Yes. New PB.

How is your mom doing?

Not that great, I think.

No?

She's at Lovisenberg.

-Lovisenberg? -Yes. Psychiatric ward.

Right.

It's not her first time there, Dad.

I did not know that.

No. There's a lot you don't know.

How are you getting on?

-With Mom? -Yes, and with yourself.

Well, I think I have found a space for Mom somewhere inside.

A space where I understand her.

Where I'm not as angry.

So that's good.

And yourself?

That's a slightly longer process, I think.

In fact, I know it is.

There is a lot to sort through.

I remember when you were born.

Aker hospital, at three in the morning.

You were a beautiful baby.

And quiet.

It was nice.

You liked my lullabies. You'd always fall asleep.

With a little smile on your face.

When our little joy came into this world

All the stars in the sky were bright

-Where do we keep the wine? -On the left.

Sorry about the drama.

-How are you feeling? -Good.

How are you?

Well…

Do you also think I'm too much?

You are you.

I love that.

I would also like to…

I'm sorry you learned about the pregnancy like that. That was not my plan.

I took a test two days ago and wanted to take another one to be certain.

You don't want to be a dad?

I don't think so.

You're not entirely sure?

I'd have turned 60 by the time the kid would start school.

At parent-teacher meetings, others would see me and think I was the grandfather.

But… Parent-teacher meetings?

Yeah.

-That's not-- -I'm too old, Sara.

If we're having a kid, I want to be there when it grows up.

Yes, and you would be, since you'll live to be 100.

I'm so happy with you, Sara.

I really am.

I can't wish for anything more.

I want to continue like this.

Just you and me, and the boat…

The sea and the freedom…

Right. Okay.

What, "okay"?

What the hell is that supposed to mean? We're in agreement.

You cannot get angry with me.

-No. -No. I really don't need that right now.

What do you want?

Well…

What can I say? I'd either have to close the door on kids…

Or there can't be a me and you.

That's how it is.

I might want a kid, but not just any kid.

If I'm having a kid, I want one with you.

Because I love you, okay?

We're a team.

You and me, we're a team. We're the best team.

If we did this, we'd manage easily.

It wouldn't be about age or who can do the most sit-ups.

No. It's about me wanting kids with the best possible father.

I want kids with someone who…

would be there for me.

I don't want to have to choose again.

Right.

Here's the first

ONE YEAR EARLIER

Here's the first Sing "hup-fol-de-rol-la-ley"

He who doesn't drink the first Shall never, ever quench his thirst

Here's the first

Sing "hup-fol-de-rol-la-ley"

-Hey! -Hey!

Now let's do this one, right…

Like this.

Oh dear, that's so bad.

Why don't you get the guitar, Håkan?

Are you sure?

-Nah… -Yes!

Keep going!

Okay, then.

-Hi. I don't think we've met. -No.

Hi. Sara.

-Håkan. -A pleasure.

Do you want one?

Yeah. Thanks.

No, thank you.

-What do you mean? -For playing and singing…

Oh, that's just something I enjoy doing.

I love Midsummer.

-Sure. -Possibly too much.

No, you can't have too much Midsummer. I also love Midsummer.

My grandfather taught me pretty much every drinking song.

So you know them all?

-Yes. -No.

Yes!

Okay. Let's do this one, then.

Inside our bellies

Desire may grow

Come on, my dear If you need me, I'll be here

Let there be herring, a feast Let there be spirits, not least

Let us drink all that can be drunk Come, joy of my heart

-Impressive. -Oh, hardly.

-Are you also staying in the cabins? -No, absolutely not.

-You're not? -No.

What? They said that was the only option. I figured since we're childless, single…

Or maybe you're not…

Yes, I'm alone. I'm single, I mean.

Right.

And I have… no kids.

I see. So you have some sort of secret place?

I slept in one of those moldy cabins last year.

That's not happening again, so I'm staying on my boat.

Aha! The one you arrived in?

That's right. She's the love of my life.

-What kind of boat is it? -It's a Storebro.

It's store-bought?

-It's a Storebro. -"Storebro"?

A big 34, what's called a Royal Cruiser. These boats are legendary.

They built them in Småland by hand.

What's special about this one is the dual water tanks.

Also, the hull, fore and aft, is made from a specific type of mahogany, which…

I'm sorry.

-What? -You might not be into boats at all.

-I'm going to shut up. -No, that's… I…

No, I know nothing about boats, but I enjoy listening to you.

I think it's…

You're lovely.

Thank you.

Maybe I could join you sometime?

I can bring wine.

-I never turn down wine. -Right.

Okay, what kind of wine would I bring?

I think that you like…

Gewürztraminer.

Yes.

I just think that it really matches

both of us, really, because…

It's very soft and silky, with notes of honey and tea,

but it also packs a bit of a punch.

-Spices and pepper… -I see what you mean.

How old are you?

Twenty-seven.

When I was your age, the only wines I knew were red and white.

Sure, but I'm a sommelier.

What? You're a sommelier?

Yes, I'm a sommelier.

Bloody hell! Marry me!

Have you seen Johannes?

No.

I remember when you were little,

when you stood on a roof and shouted:

"Life, I love you!"

Who does that?

You.

You always brightened my mood. You gave me such energy.

Later, when Dad died, it was like something happened…

Like you lost something.

But then, today,

seeing you with Sara,

it was like…

It's like I can see that little boy again.

My little brother.

It's nice.

Dad.

I'm sorry…

for losing my temper and breaking the news in that way.

-Have you met someone else? -What? Me? No.

-What about Mom? -No.

No, but it takes two to tango.

-As you know. -Yeah.

I think Mom has felt rather lonely in that tango for a while, so…

I just need some time to get what the issue is.

Yes, and you're not alone.

-Who am I to spend Christmas with? -Christmas? We can probably keep that up.

You will probably eat the pork crackling before Christmas dinner in any case.

-You do the same thing. -Yes.

We'll see who's first this year.

Yeah. And apart from that?

Work is fun, but studying is boring.

-I'm still graduating. -Good.

-Good. -That's good.

And your love life?

Same as always, but…

The secret one?

Remember to act on it.

You can lose the one you love before you know it.

THREE YEARS EARLIER

-One double whole milk latte. -Yes.

Oh my God.

What is it?

The man of my dreams just came in.

-Hi! May I help you? -Yes, I'd like a black coffee, please.

Then we have two options. One is from Honduras and the other is from Kenya.

The Honduras one is fruity and sweet, while the Kenya one is a bit more intense.

-Kind of. -I'll have the one from Honduras, then.

But I'd like to try the one from Kenya as well.

Maybe you could grind some for me?

-Absolutely. -Thanks.

-What a great place. -Thank you.

I actually went to high school just up the road.

If you guys were here then, I'd come by every day.

-You drank coffee in high school? -Yes, doesn't everyone?

No.

Sure, cappuccinos, lattes…

Right, but maybe not this kind of intense coffee from Kenya.

No, I guess not. I've been there, actually. To Kenya.

-You'll have to take me sometime. -Yeah.

Double latte?

-So you're in your old hood? -Unintentionally.

I'm meeting a friend who insisted we meet here.

-How nice. -Yes.

Is that for me?

-Yes, it is. -Thanks.

-Yes? -Yes?

So, what's the price?

Yes! Right.

It comes to… Yeah, the one from Kenya as well.

Yes, please.

-It comes to 190. -Sure.

-I'm sorry, I'm distracted today. -Not at all.

-You're the one who's due money, not me. -Yeah.

I work Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Right.

-That's nice. Thank you. -You're welcome.

-Hi! -Hey!

Good to see you.

-Did you get a coffee already? -Yes, I texted you to ask--

No worries. I really just wanted you to meet my sister.

-Helena… -Right!

This is Darius.

Sis… Sure, we just had…

-Yeah, hi. -Hi.

But I would really like an oat milk latte.

Yup.

Hanne?

-That was a bit much. -Yes, it certainly was.

I need to talk to you.

Okay?

I have to tell you something about Hanne.

And about me.

Something you need to know.

Okay.