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What's up?

-I don't quite know how to say this. -Okay.

But�

Right, I don't want to meddle or anything,

but this seems to be a day for big revelations.

Okay?

So�

I think you're the best guy in the world.

Thanks.

But my sister�

Yes?

Well, I've seen her with someone else. She's unfaithful.

I'm sorry.

I had to tell you.

You two are getting married, and�

Yes, I know.

You know?

-You know that Hanne has cheated? -Yes.

-Does she know you know? -No.

-She hasn't said anything? -No.

-Have you? -No.

Huh?

I don't understand.

She cheated, and you're not doing anything? You have to tell her.

She acts like that, and you're not doing anything?

Excuse me, but she hasn't earned that.

She doesn't deserve you.

It's so fucking unfair.

I'm sorry!

I am sorry.

Oh, hell.

I'm done.

That's enough.

Moving on.

All the best.

�in an eternal rat race

But what is left, then

Of the sweet life, my friend?

Hurry, the chorus is coming!

Lounging by the sea Simply existing then and there

Feeling the sun on your skin In the mild summer air

That is what I like to call A taste of honey

You know this one.

Knowing in your heart That you have all you need

Appreciating everything The joy is guaranteed

That is what I like to call

A taste of honey

I'm sorry.

No, I'm the one who has to apologize.

I've been incredibly goddamn na�ve.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry anyway.

We need to talk more.

No matter what happens, we can never stop talking.

Right?

I promise.

Are you coming? They're waiting down there.

I don't feel quite ready yet.

Maybe you should still say something to H�kan and Sara.

What should I say?

Well, a�

A simple apology is probably in order.

Right.

I apologize.

I want to apologize to all of you,

but especially

to you two.

I'm an idiot, I acted like an idiot,

and I sincerely hope you can forgive me.

-I'm sorry. -That's absolutely fine.

Yes, don't worry about it. We understand that you are in the middle of a process--

No, you don't have to understand me.

Don't do that. I messed up,

and I'm not proud of it.

I guess�

There could be several reasons why I flew off the handle.

One reason might be that when I look at you two, I see my own weaknesses.

I'm�

I'm good at some things, and not so good at others.

I'm not the best at saying out loud that I love the people I love.

I'm no world champion when it comes to hugs and embraces, or�

kissing in broad daylight.

No, I'm hopelessly shy.

And I've always been skeptical of people

who sing, play the guitar and host party games.

I would love to be like you, H�kan.

That's why it hurts so much when I fail at it.

I don't stand a chance, I�

I can't do it.

In all the chaos, I let that affect you two.

And you, Carina.

La, la, la, we love you

La, la, la, we dig you

-A toast to Dad. -Yes.

Cheers!

You know, I think we should drink to H�kan and Sara,

Sara and H�kan, for everything you've contributed today.

It's wonderful. Thank you so much.

-Cheers. -Cheers, Johannes.

-Yes, cheers! -Cheers!

Can I interest you in a hot dog from the grill?

Yes!

Yes?

I love you two.

I'm only here because I wanted to spend time with you.

You have always been so good to me.

Even after the breakup between me and Hanne.

I have missed you.

And Johannes, we show our love in plenty of ways.

Driving around, picking them up at the train station or a party.

Firing up the grill, replacing a fuse,

helping them move.

You protect your tribe.

That's good.

-Have you talked to your father yet? -No.

THREE MONTHS EARLIER

Why not?

It wasn't his fault.

He thought all was well.

It's not like Mom beat me or anything, so�

Abandoning a small child,

leaving her to fend for herself all night or all day for years and years�

That's irresponsible parenting, and a huge mental burden for a child.

Your mother could have asked for help.

Yes�

That's just not her thing.

How about you? Do you ask for help when you need it?

I don't like it when people�

When people see me as a victim.

Do you think that's why you haven't talked to your father about this?

I just don't think he could take it.

If I told him how bad it was at Mom's.

You seem to put other people's feelings first.

Sure, but�

What is he supposed to do about it? If I suddenly say to him,

"Dad, when I was a little girl,

Mom didn't look after me all that well.

I wished I could live with you. That was what I wanted most of all,

but I didn't dare to ask, because I was afraid she'd be angry.

And�

I didn't want to� impose on your new family."

That'd be a good way to start a conversation.

�so generous and inclusive�

-So talented. -Yes.

You know, according to old folklore,

Midsummer Night is a magical night.

They say that if you put seven kinds of wildflowers under your pillow,

your future spouse will come to you in your dreams.

That's beautiful.

But�

Right now there is a bit much going on.

I didn't know this would be the party from hell.

Mom and Dad and all that�

I just feel so stupid.

I didn't know they were unhappy, and now they are getting divorced.

You still want to marry into this family?

-There's one thing I want to ask you. -Yes?

Why am I not enough?

What do you mean?

Why do you need others?

-Others� -Yes, I know.

I saw you at the hotel.

With Lucas.

Why?

Why?

You know?

-Why didn't you tell me? -Wrong question.

Why didn't you tell me?

Why aren't you ending things?

Because I love you.

Why?

-I don't know. -Why didn't you say something?

-It was just the one time. -But why did you do it?

I don't know why.

I felt dirty, and I panicked.

I was afraid.

You were afraid? Of what?

I was afraid of the severity, of making that choice,

of you finding out I'm not good enough for you, and maybe the loss of freedom�

I'm sorry.

I don't know what to say, I�

I�

I love you.

And�

-There. -Many thanks.

You're welcome.

Hot dog for you?

Hmm?

-Hot dog? -Yes.

In a bun?

Sure.

Ain't got none.

-Are you being funny? -Yes.

It's good to see you laugh.

Do I not laugh?

Not a lot, not today.

Well, not everything about today has been funny.

No, that's a good point. Ketchup?

No, I don't like tomatoes.

Okay.

Soon it will be funny. In a few weeks or months.

As the comedian once said�

-How about that. -Yeah.

-Hot! -Too hot, yeah.

-Join me in the hammock? -Huh?

Join me in the hammock?

The hammock? I'd love to.

-That was a bit gross, but yes. -Let's go.

Yes, I'd love to.

-Blow on it. -Scorching.

Yes, a hot grill will do that.

Do you actually like our family?

Yes, absolutely.

It's� vital.

And you? Are you looking forward to the wedding?

I'm sure it'll be nice.

Hanne can do no wrong, as you may have noticed.

Yes.

-May I have a sip? -Yes, by all means.

-Do you still work at Burger King? -No.

No, that was mainly to pay my student loans�

I quit right after you did.

I really respected you.

You were so competent and coherent. You saved a scatterbrain like me.

Nah, you were a natural.

-A natural at Burger King? -Yes.

-Is that really a compliment? -Yes, I think it is. Absolutely.

Thanks.

You were, and are, very kind.

Thank you.

When will you marry?

-Do you have a special someone? -No.

There was someone.

Do I know who it is?

-Yes. -Do I know her?

Yes.

Tell me, then.

It's you.

No, cut it out. Tell me who it is.

It is you.

Ever since you stumbled into that job interview,

20 minutes late, at Burger King six years ago.

I was going to kick you out, but you smiled that damn smile of yours,

and you said the chain had come off your bike.

Which was a lie.

Ever since, really.

I'm sorry, am I stressing you out?

-A little. -Yeah, I get that. I'm sorry.

No, don't be. It's totally fine.

-Why didn't you say anything? -I thought it was obvious.

-No� -No?

Not even a text?

Yeah.

I wrote an SMS.

I didn't dare to send it. I just had it.

I looked at it and thought,

"Today is the day. I'll send it right after work."

You quit that day.

Then I couldn't send the SMS. I figured I'd seem awfully desperate.

-Do you still have that text? -Yeah, I do.

It's in my drafts. I look at it sometimes.

Send it, then.

-Now? -Yes.

Are you morally superior to her because she is unfaithful and you are not?

Do you wish to punish her? Do you wish to leave her?

Or will you choose another, more difficult road?

By looking deep inside and seeing if you have the ability to forgive?

To forgive and to move on?

The choice is yours.

Choose what kind of man you wish to be.

Right�

I know this day and evening have brought a few surprising developments�

and I don't mean to ruin the mood this Midsummer Night.

But�

There is something I feel I have to tell you.

I am an immature brat

who has hurt the person I love most in this world.

I'm so extremely sorry for ruining this.

Do you want me?

-Honey, I� -Just answer me. Do you want me?

Yes!

And you're ready to move on if I am?

Yes.

Then I think we should honor the plan and get married.

Do you want to?

Yes.

Are you entirely sure?

Yes!

Okay.

You and me.

You and me.

Us.

Okay, then we're getting married.

Now.

Now?

Yes.

Dearly beloved.

You are standing here to be joined in marriage.

By getting married, you promise each other fellowship and support

in all aspects of life.

During good times and bad times.

But there is more.

Promising to love someone for life is the most difficult promise

we can make to one another.

This requires that you set goals for your life together.

And it requires that you devote yourselves to reaching those goals.

Knowing you two, I know you will.

You will devote yourselves.

By getting married,

you become one entity,

but you continue to be two independent and equal human beings.

There is no contradiction between love and fellowship on the one side

and freedom and independence on the other.

Because love is also about mutual respect,

and that includes loving each other's shortcomings.

And so I ask you first, Darius.

Do you take Hanne, here beside you, as your spouse?

I do.

And so I ask you, Hanne.

Do you take Darius, here beside you, as your spouse?

I do!

As a symbol of the promise you have now made to each other,

please give each other the rings you already have.

Exchange them again.

You have now, in the presence of these witnesses,

promised to share your life in marriage.

I hereby pronounce you

husband and wife.

Congratulations, dear.

Thank you.

-Congratulations. -Thanks.

I'm proud of you. You are a man now.

Thank you.

Darius is the luckiest man alive. He's married the woman I love.

Yeah.

-Hanne. -Yes?

-I need to talk to you. -And I you.

I've been an idiot, and I want to talk to you about it.

Yeah, sure, but I love you so.

I love you too.

-Hanne, I also need a hug! -Yes!

Oh, congratulations!

I'm so happy it's you.

What a day!

Check your inbox.

-I love you. -I love you.

Do you know why we make bonfires on Midsummer Night?

No.

To keep evil spirits at bay.

I will always love you.

-You know that, right? -Yes.

I know.

Ditto.

"Ditto"?

Yeah.

You haven't left yet?

No.

Would it be okay if I stayed here for a few days?