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THE LAST COUPLE TO LEAVE

It's Saturday today...

It's Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday!

It's SATURDAY!

It's Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday...

We'll now have the lesson in genetics... If you've nothing against it.

- Mr Dahlin... - Yes, sir?

What do you find amusing?

We should have the diagram showing the importance of the X- chromosome in sex- determination...

...not the one describing recessive heredity.

- Sorry, I forgot. - How could you forget?!

- Absent? - Allgulander, Petr�, R�nn, Svensson!

Why are you screaming? I'm not deaf.

Last time you told me to speak up.

What's to become of you idiots?!

Turn off the light.

Show the first slide.

The last time I spoke of the separate concepts of characteristics and predisposition.

It's impossible to determine the inner disposition of an individual by their appearance.

Two black rabbits may well be quite similar in appearance ...

...and may even share the same name...

Turn on the light.. There's a nail in my chair.

I'm stuck!

Sir... you can borrow my cushion.

Should I sit on the cushion like a spoiled Pekingese!

No, sit on it yourself, Miss Berg...

...lest you wear a hole in your pink bottom.

Insert the picture again...

Hang up the chart and sit down, you dope!

Individuals may often be very different in appearance...

...even though they have the same genes.

Turn the picture around, Mr Pettersson!

These differences in appearance are caused by external factors...

What are you doing, you dummy?!

...by which, organisms develop...

...and are called environmental changes or modifications.

Could we have the next slide please, Mr Pettersson.

This is an example of periodic modification...

...in the same species of a water flea.

Next slide!

That's Svensson!

That's quite enough of that!

You're a shameless lot... You've no ideals and no goals!

All you'll become is out- and- out small- minded materialists...

...remaining ignorant and brain- dead.

Two or three of you may have some quality and decency...

Two or three!

But otherwise, you're a collection of brain- dead nonentities.

Am I the one to teach you?

A lecturer with professorial qualifications?

I know what you're thinking...

"Who's that old has- been to pass judgment on US?"

..."he's only judging himself."

Of course, from your point of view, you're quite right.

So let's despise one another equally.

Up until the exams, I'll only cover things that interest me...

...and a handful of you.

Good day...

...you scum!

- We're going to the caf�. - I'm getting too fat.

You look good to me!

I see you looking at the sylphs with slender legs and tiny waists.

I compare them with you and think myself happy.

We'll share a pastry.

It's Saturday...

Wait here while I take this in.

Are you waiting for Bosse?

Go down and wait for me at the classroom.

See you tonight.

Saturday, yes, it's Saturday...

What's the matter... What are you snivelling about?

None of your business.

Have you been kicked out?

- Looking for something? - Wedding at Cana, Jesus in the Temple.

- Silly for me to sulk. - Tell me your problem.

- Mum and Dad are divorced. - That's a bummer.

It's better now. Before they were always fighting.

My mother has custody.

So you're living with your Mum?

And it's crap that he has to have me one weekend a month.

He usually forgets, but not this time, and I have to go tomorrow.

Mum's been talking to the lawyer, Dad and Grandma about me getting out of it.

But it's the law that I must be with Dad one weekend a month.

Why don't you want to see him?

He is so erratic, and always going on about something...

...and he's always training.

At seven o'clock in the morning we swim in the cold pool. Then scuba.

Then I have to hang from the trapeze and dive on the trampoline, even though I'm nervous.

The worst thing is that I have to ride, though I fell off four times.

Can't you get away? - I tried once

He's threatened my mother with lawsuit, because she can't raise me.

- The Court wouldn't go along with that. - I talked to the lawyer.

Mum gets so nervous and anxious about even the slightest trouble.

The lawyer says I should be a nice boy with Mum.

You don't have it easy.

The good thing for you is that it'll soon be Monday...

Someone should do away with Dad.

Sometimes I feel like shooting him...

And when he fell I'd kick him...

Kick him till he was mincemeat.

I'd kick him most in the face.

Calm down... He might mend his ways.

Have you ever seen an adult mend their ways?

What's keeping you? Have you forgotten about me?

I'm not sure I've time for the caf�.

- Oh, Don't be silly! - No, I simply don't have time!

- Do you want to go to Anita's tonight? - Do you want to go?

- I've got a smart new dress. - Is that a reason to go?

That one, please.

The Marriage of Figaro's on at the opera. I'll go on my own.

- Won't you come with me? - I don't know anyone.

- Anita knows you. - But she's a slut.

She's not... she's sweet. We've been best friends.

One more of those, please.

I'll see Figaro alone.

Whatever you say, darling.

- Is Mozart such a drag? - No, but dancing's fun.

I dance like a crazy camel.

You dance fine. I'll teach you to samba.

No way!

I promised Anita we'd come!

- I didn't say yes or no. - You said "Mmm".

When I say "Do you want meatballs?" You say "Mmm." meaning "Yes".

It depends how you say it..."Mmm" can mean no.

It never means no

I really want to see "Figaro".

We're not married... We can do as we like.

You need to samba, you poor thing.

If you come, we can go to my place after... Mum's got the night-shift.

Mightn't that be fun, sweetie-pie?

We kiss and hug and pull away and pull back... and that's it.

- Once I've left home... - "Once you've left home"!...

That could be ages... and we could have changed completely.

- We ARE still kids. - Speak for yourself.

I do really want to...

To keep our self-respect, we shouldn't force each other...

...so I'll go to the opera and you go to the dance.

Aren't you the wise one.

Do you want that Danish?

Yes, since it's been paid for.

- What's the time? - 3.30

I have to be at the hairdresser's at 4.

I'll call you in the morning.

- Are you coming tonight? - No... don't feel like it.

Hey, little bro... look after your firearms!

He's out.

- Hello, Bo. - Hello, Alma.

- Are you unhappy Alma? - No, not at all.

- Did Mum and Dad have early dinner? - This is lunch.

Aren't they finished?

Alma...?

Kerstin...!

Never!

Hello, this is Bo Dahlin. Can I speak with Kerstin? Not in? Alright.

Sorry to bother you.

- So what are you going to do? - Nothing to get worked up about.

I don't give a damn what you two have been up to...

But put an end to the relationship right away!

And if I refuse?

I wasn't expecting that!

You have 2 children that you're responsible for.

I won't mention what you might owe me.

You speak as though you were in court.

Save the sarcasm.

I don't need to obey orders... I'm free and independent.

If you rebel, I'll sue you... and claim custody of the children.

Swedish courts come down on wayward mothers.

You won't get anywhere trying that..

Susanne...

...I appeal to your reason and sense of fair play...

We've been married 20 years...

We've have created an ordered world for ourselves.

We're not happy... but neither are we unhappy.

We've built things up with care and patience...

Do you want to destroy what we've created?

Why should everything collapse because I won't break with Ernst Farell immediately?

- So you absolutely refuse? - I do absolutely refuse.

I know I've neglected you...

No... Don't go sentimental on me, Hans.

- Better you sound like a law-book. - Won't you give me a chance?

You've had 1000 chances.

- So it's all MY fault?! - I didn't say that...

If there's any fault... we share it.

What shall we say to the children?

Why should we say anything?

But why did it happen...

Why...?

Do you really want to know?

If you love him, for God's sake get the loving over with and come back!

You can be so crude.

Ever so sorry I don't appreciate your passions!

What can you gain by arguing?

- Let me go! - Do you love him? - Yes!

- Are you leaving us? - I didn't say that!

- But I won't lead a double life. - Then you have to make a choice!

- I refuse. I'm not ready to. - So choose him!

What's so remarkable about him?

Is he faultless?

I ask you honestly.

He has many faults...

...but the main thing is he makes me feel alive.

He's alive and he gives life to me.

Meaning that I'm not alive?

No, Hans...

What little life we had, we got from the children..

That's not enough for me...

And I became another woman

But you...

You...

Did I suffocate you?

Who was the jealous one of us? Who made the scenes? About freedom?

I've told you to get a lover... I'm not jealous.!

That's exactly what I've done!

But did I ask you to broadcast it?

I know nothing... I've never known.

No, and you create s scandal for me..

Have you always been faithful?

Remember what you said...

Sex with each other should be as enjoyable as a good dinner.

My dinners were bread and water... and I hungered for something else.

But did you ever try to understand me?

No, I was screwed-up, weird and hysterical.

There's more to life than sex!

But there needn't be hate and worries...

The bitter feeling of being in the wrong...

The horrible periods of loneliness.

Do you think that just vanishes into thin air?

I was always deeply hurt by your silent accusations.

You've been ten times nastier to me.

Get yourself a life.

Don't expect sympathy from me.

So it's all over now?

All those years of friendship and harmony.

At least we've been friends.

That's a lie... We were never friends.

The friendship was just needed to camouflage the hate...

...and avoid violent arguments.

- I never hated you. - Oh, how you can hate!

Our bodies knew... You can never fool your body.

Maybe a man can, but a woman... never.

I don't want to lose you.

I can't be without you.

Yes, it's my fault.

I understand how badly I�ve treated you.

But don't leave me...

I don't know what I'd do, if you did.

You don't believe me.

Isn't there something called "starting over"?

We're surely not too old for that.

We've made mistakes, but nothing's irreconcilable.

Couldn't we try?

You're just making a fool of yourself.

What are you doing?

I'm going out for a while.

- I forbid you to go out! - You don't forbid anything!

Stop it! Can't you stop it?!

Your cheek's bleeding.

No, there.

Your mother has a lover.

We'll get divorced

You'll live with one of us.

I guess you'd rather live with me.

You wouldn't want to disturb her honeymoon.

Well?

I don't want to live with either of you.

Shouldn't you and I stick together?

We can show we can make our own world, instead of the one she messed up.

How about it?

Can we just not talk about it?!

I was stopping her from going to her lover...

That's what that row was about.

- Sorry I lost my temper. - Don't mention it!

Sorry if I've been nasty.

I've done nothing wrong in this.

Just leave me alone!

Sure, I'll get out of your hair.

I'll dine out.

Don't do that!

You look just like your mother, like that!

Mum's locked the door.

Is she sick?

I knocked and she didn't answer.

She's probably resting.

Are you resting, too?

Couldn't you read "Three Musketeers" for me?

Why don't you go over to Gran's for dinner.

Why would I do that?

Gran would appreciate it.

You'll get pancakes and jam.

My legs are tired.

We played Beskows, and won 18-2.

We can go together.

So it WILL be pancakes and jam?!

How lovely to see you both... Come in! Hello!

Hello, Grandma.

Dry your feet properly.

Are you staying for dinner?

Would you like pancakes and jam?

Sven would like to stay for dinner...

I'm on my way to the opera.

I was just thinking of ringing. Have some chocolate...

You're looking so thin, Bo....

You have to read so much before the exams.

- Has something bad happened? - What do you mean?

You seem worked up about something.

There you are, Sven.

Sven, go out to the kitchen and get yourself a lemonade...

But be careful you don't break anything.

No, I won't break anything.

I�m just tired.

Is it something with Mum and Dad?

Such as?

I'm being silly.. Won't you sit down for a bit?

I know what we could do...

The 3 of us could go see a movie.

I'm going to "Figaro".

Did you tell me?... Yes you did.

Hope Sven won't be a bother.

Will you promise me something?...

You and I will always be straight with each other.

You can talk to your mum's mum about anything.

But you know that.

Do you know that Dr Farell?

Don't know the name... why?

I just wondered.

Take care of yourself.

- 'Bye, Sven. - 'Bye.

Is there any more lemonade?

There's a bottle in the cupboard.

No, you can't climb up there...

You could fall down!

Dr Ernst Farell

- Is Dr Farell in? - We're just having dinner.

Can I give him a message?

I need to speak to him personally. It's important..

Very well.

Wait in reception... I'll fetch my husband.

My name's Bo Dahlin.

Indeed.

I'm Ernst Farell.

What do you want?

You know my mother.

It's possible... I have many patients.

You want me to admit it.

"Enraged son interrogates mother's lover."

I'll hear what you have to say.

I presume your wife knows nothing?

No... Eva's very fragile.

I want to spare her as long as possible.

- So you'd be worried if she found out? - Yes...

But not in the way you might think.

You're taking this very lightly.

I know the next question.

"How long have you been seeing my mother?"

And the answer will surprise you.

We've been together nearly 3 years.

3 years!

Shall we put our cards on the table, Bo Dahlin?

- When I was 16. - So you were 16.

She and I live in unhappy marriages.

Your mother's very strong and knows what she wants.

Egoistic, almost.

Your father didn't meet her expectations.

I don't want to hear any more.

So you're a coward?

You don't want hear that you're mother's like every other woman.

With a woman's desires.

I don't see the situation from your point of view..

You're obviously aggrieved.

Moreover, you're jealous... do you realise that?

You lack the necessary experience...

...to understand your mother's behaviour.

- You're too young. - To me, it's just selfish.

You're the selfish one.

Our affair's been going on for 3 years without anyone getting hurt.

Was she a bad mother, because she was happy?

She's struggled, leading a double life.

A woman can tolerate her husband, if she's happy with her lover.

So faithfulness in marriage means nothing?

It was important once upon a time.

That'll comfort my little brother!

- I heard you want to be a teacher. - Anything wrong with dreams?

Try not to put them into practice, or they'll vanish.

But what about the future?

In a few years, when she's too old for you, and sits alone and discarded...

That'll happen to her anyway.

Or will you rescue her from her loneliness...

...or will your father ...or brother?

Loneliness is like a sickness.

Many die of it and none go free.

You talk a lot.

All talk about happiness and suffering is meaningless.

Look here!

This man's had 2 operations...

He's 38, with a large family.

In two months he'll die in agony.

I don't see the connection.

Your pains and mine are irrelevant.

It still hurts.

It hurts, but it's absurd.

Yes, I was expecting you to call.

Yes, I know.

Go back to the den and I'll see you there.

Calm down, now, Susanne.

Bye bye.

Who was that?

Nobody.

A colleague.

Dinner's getting cold... Will you be long?

Is there anything else we need to discuss?

Do you have secrets?

I like secrets, but not surprises.

Always suspicious.

Is it any wonder?

- We'll go finish eating. - Can you see yourself out?

If we don't get ourselves away now, we never will.

I should be thankful to you.

I realize that I have to talk with my wife tonight.

That's the key to 5 Jungfru St. 3rd floor.

Your mother's there.

Go yourself and talk to her.

Scared?

Why should I be scared?

You want to put an end to her and me.

You came here looking for truth... See if you can get it out of her.

- It won't be easier. - I'll see.

You're scared. You're still a child.

I'm not scared.

You're scared you'll be disappointed.

She'll turn from mother to woman, before your eyes.

You need to be careful.

A woman of her age can be quite wild.

Don't be disgusting!

She'll fight hard for her right to a little physical pleasure.

I'll get her to stop!

That's fine...

Take the key.

It won't bite you... Pick it up!

Poor little shit!

I promised to return the key. Give it to him when you see him.

Here you met for your amorous interludes...

Year after year after year! You lied!

Did you laugh at our gullibility?

How were you discovered? Were you followed by a detective?

- I admitted it myself. - I remember... it was horrible!

Stop tormenting me. You look like your father standing there, going on and on.

Just today, Dad said I looked like you.

Now you say I'm like Dad... ...and you sound disgusted.

I didn't mean it like that.

I hope you never get in a situation where you have to beg for mercy.

Who is merciful to whom? God?

Why are you so melodramatic, Bo?

I realise we're all confused and scared...

But can't we discuss it calmly?

I've a right to get worked up about such a situation!

Yes, of course it's unforgivable.

And I'll no doubt suffer for it.

But you're an adult now..

I feel I'm neither one nor the other.

Maybe I could explain...

Your lover has already explained.

You were leading a life of dissatisfaction...

This wonderful man fulfilled you.

That's truer than you imagine...

I was liberated.

I don't know how to explain so you'd understand...

It was as thrilling as the birth of a first child.

Why didn't you go off with him?

I was prepared to leave you...

I'd bought the tickets.

Mum knew everything and was ready to step in.

You were going to be looked after.

But you didn't go.

- No... ... Why?

The reason may sound sentimental...

All I can say is...

- ...it was for YOUR sake. - For MY sake?!

So now you blame ME?!

You'll take it the wrong way.

You came home from school, crying... A stupid teacher...

...had caned you, quite unfairly.

Keep going... with this thrilling story!

I was supposed to leave next day... but I went to see the teacher instead.

...but in the end I saw the headmaster.

I realised I couldn't leave you.

That was very simple!

Things mostly are.

So you've told Dad everything?

- Yes, I told him everything. - Why?

What an interrogation!

I no longer wished to lead a double life.

Wouldn't it have been easier to finish it?

No, that would've been harder.

Harder than all this? Surely not?!

I let myself be directed by your father in recent years.

I was naive enough to think your father and I could reason with one another.

- And now you regret it - No...

I don't regret it.

This is better than endless pain and pressure.

So what happens next?

I don't know.

I like to think I've been leading an exciting life...

...but it's really been hell.... as you might imagine.

Worse than before I met him.

Many times I've tried to break it off.

I've walked away, thinking about it clearly and calmly...

But I've crawled back, wracked with emptiness and loneliness.

I love him! I don't care how he treats me.

I can't live with him, and I can't live without him.

It's as though I have a burn, that he soothes.

In a few seconds, I go to sleep and forget.

Then the hell returns... The pain, the anxiety...

Can't you set me free?

So what shall I do?

Don't sit there staring... you who had so much to say.

He can't divorce...

He has lots of debts and his wife has the money.

He's just a boy... Not much older than you.

He schemes and plans and moralises.

Yet we're still all stuck the situation... Shackled to each other.

And I get jealous...

I must admit...

He has other women sometimes... I go crazy. It's the worst of all.

And still I can't leave him.

And I'm getting older.

Sooner or later he'll give me up in disgust.

It's horrible!

What'll I do?

Tell me!... You're the talker...

You're so good with words.

You're not saying much.

- You poor thing, Mum... - Don't talk like that or I'll start crying.

Better you're scornful.

Can you forgive me for being unfair? I can see the fault's not yours.

- What'll become of us? - Can't we take a trip somewhere?

You and I on a trip?!

I'd take care of you. You need to forget the whole mess and get well again.

- You have exams to worry about. - In summer, then, after the exams.

We'll write a letter...

He has to understand you can't keep going in this filth...

...that you need to be made clean again.

I want to be true.

I know you do...

...and I'll help you do it.

Now I know everything and I can stay by your side....

..and can help you out of difficulties.

I've only thought of myself...

Now we'll be honest with each other and live without secrets.

My darling boy... can you really help me?

There's nothing I'd rather do, my darling Mum!

You and I who've had so much fun together.

What about your Dad?

Get divorced!

I won't object.

If you wish, I'll tell him you want out.

Would you really do that?

I'll do anything you want.

When back from our trip.

We'll just enjoy talking together.

- Shall we write that letter, now? - Not right away.

It's best I write it myself.

- But you can read it. - Fine...

But do it soon.

He said he knew you better than I did...

He said that you'd never let go.

He was wrong... He was too cocksure.

He IS very cocksure.

Do you find ME cocksure?

Yes, my sweet, if you'll forgive me...

...I can tell you that you two are quite alike.

Shall we go now?

- I'd rather stay here a while. - Why?

Let me... Don't argue.

You're coming now!

-Are you ordering me? - It's simply for your own good!

What's the harm of my staying a little while?

He'll come back... It'll all go back as before.

I may as well come...

...I do feel very tired...

...I'll lie down after dinner.

- We'll write that letter first. - Yeah, yeah!

You'll be shaving soon!

Come on.

I look so old.

You're the most beautiful woman in the world.

That's what you should say to Kerstin.

She isn't half so beautiful as you.

Kerstin is a sweet little girl...

...and you need to be nice to her.

Will you tell her about us?

She wouldn't understand... She's too innocent.

Bo, you have promise me...

Don't be rough with that girl.

- Is your Mum home? - We came together.

Alma has waited with food.

Wouldn't you be eating out?

And show myself with this face?

What would you say to a real sailing boat for summer, eh?

For your very own.

You're big enough now.

Yes, the sailing canoe's a bit small!

I'll talk to the boatyard on Monday...

They have several boats.

Susanne my sweet, can we eat now?

Yes, I'm ready.

Bo, will you tell Alma we're ready to eat.

You've been kept waiting a long time to serve dinner.

You're being very quiet, Bo.

There's a reason...You'll hear about it.

I had a premonition...

...and it scares me.

- That looks lovely, Alma. - My pleasure, sir.

Would you like a glass of wine?

Yes, I need warming up a bit.

- Are you wearing your tux tonight, Bo? - Thought I'd skip it.

- Saturday at the opera calls for a tux. - I'm going on my own.

- Listen to your mother! - I'll lay it out for you.

I think it's corny.

It doesn't hurt to be a bit stylish.

And you might wear a jacket for dinner.

Yes, I'll hurry. I won't be long.

'Bye for now.

Who was that?

Your grandma, if you must know!

Your parting's too high up...

Get a comb, and I'll fix you.

My little tormentor...

...do you think I belong to you now?

Have a nice evening. Give Kerstin my love.

You have to be nice to each other.

I'm going to the opera alone.

That's just dopey...

Being alone, when you don't have to be!

Kerstin didn't want to go.

Didn't get my tie tied.

Goodbye then, Bo... Take good care of yourself.

Can you help me with my bow-tie, Dad?

That's no good... We need a mirror.

Now you two have solved the problem...

The blame for what happened has been fixed.

You know how your mother works.

She had nothing bad to say about you.

- She's promised to leave him. - She promised YOU!

How touching!

I trust my mother.

There's something I need to tell you.

When I met your mother, she was involved in a very nasty situation.

- I don't want to know about it! - Wait a minute.

Your mother was a simple girl, but very beautiful.

She worked in an office.

She turned the head of her boss...

...a fine upstanding old gentleman.

He wanted to marry her...

...even though she was 50 years younger than he was...

..and he had a wife and 4 adult sons.

Where did you fit into all this?

I had the old man declared legally incompetent.

Then you fell in love with Mum?

Yes, and she showed some interest.

I was just as well-off as the old man...

However, considerably younger.

A year later, we were married.

I see.

She's never loved me.

Didn't I tell you?

We must try to understand her.

Will you really?

Why not?

I'm still fond of her.

The main thing is that she's happy.

I'm sure she's still fond of you.

No...

...she's never loved me.

We need to face the facts.

Best to be understanding.

I don't know... you both seem so calm about it all...

...as if you understand each other.

But this morning...

- Your paper. - Thanks, Alma.

By tomorrow, it'll all be better, OK?

Say hi to Kerstin. She's a lovely girl.

- Where are you going? - To the opera, on my own.

- So you said. Need money? - No.

Enjoy yourself.

Your mother has packed and intends going away.

Sven can stay with Grandma.

- How long will you be gone? - I don't know, Bo.

Maybe a couple of days... Maybe much longer.

It may well be that I don't come back.

You need to stop and think about it.

I've thought about it for 3 years... It's over.

- You can't! - I can.

Now I CAN...!

...because you've helped me.

It's all out in the open...

So it's finally over!

When are you coming back?

If it's necessary, my mother has the address.

- Susanne... - Say no more...

I might change my mind.

- This is no solution. - I know that...

But it may save me.

If you were travelling alone, I could understand it.

If I said I was travelling alone, you wouldn't believe me.

Are you travelling alone?

You have to give me some time!

Are you leaving, too?

I'm going to the opera.

Couldn't you stay home with me tonight?

Why should I?

- Leaving? Wasn't it any good? - Of course it was.

- Mr Dahlin, say hi to your parents. - I certainly shall.

I was invited to a party here.

It's not till 9.

It's OK if you want to wait inside.

That's nice... Sorry if I'm a bother.

Not at all... Make yourself comfortable!

So nice of you to play for me...

...I'm always so nervous with strangers...

...but this music is calming.

Right now there are a lot of sunspots... These things have an impact on the psyche.

- Why don't you like me? - Who said I didn't?

You know.

You're nice, but I don't know much about you.

- But you've called me a slut. - Who said that?

Berit was sitting near you in the caf�. She rang and told me.

Well, if Berit said so...

Unfortunately, I AM a slut!

If you think that, it's YOUR problem.

It's not funny... I don't do it that often.

Do you know what Mum and Dad did, when they caught me in the act with Knut?

Your cousin Knut?

Mum rang the doctor... and Dad threw Knut on his ear.

After the doctor examined me he said...

"So this is what you bloody-well have to look forward to..."

"If this means a little bastard, you're out! Is that clear?"

"Quite clear", I answered.

Then Dad started laughing.

"Couldn't you do better than Knut?"

He sat there roaring with laughter.

Then he screamed at Mum to be quiet.

I wasn't so lucky.

Mum told Dad he was a brute.

Then she started crying and forgot about me.

I'd just turned 16.

Do you blame them for feeling you're a slut?

Not at all... They just made it all seem dirty.

All parents should be shot!!

Or divorced from their children at an early age.

They usually get children without really wanting them...

...and then they carry on about morality...

...but ignore their own responsibility and behaviour.

You put it well.

Your parents are probably very old-fashioned.

Sure... like all the rest.

Don't think too badly of me.

Don't be silly!

I may be silly, but I know a great deal.

In fact, I know far too much...

..both about myself, and other people.

People walk all over me.

I've nothing to give...

...and nobody gives anything to ME.

In the end it's just like scratching a mosquito bite.

Do you think I'm worthless?

Don't laugh, I'm serious!

You may become mother to someone who blows the world to smithereens.

- You're pulling my leg. - Not really.

We carry our future within ourselves...

...and maybe can achieve something incredible.

Sounds optimistic.

The vain dream of mankind.

We can change the world.

Anything's possible.

You talk to me as though I was a person...

That's nice of you.

Aren't you?

When I'm with you, I feel I am.

Can we be friends?

No, it wouldn't work.

Why not?

You're right...

Kerstin...

Shame, isn't it?

I don't know...

...but I'm so sorry that I thought badly of you.

I might try to seduce you.

Anything's possible.

But anyway, thanks for talking with me.

Dressed up for the opera?

Don't you like me wearing it? Nice dress!

Anita's dress is more revealing.

If you're going to be stupid, I'll leave.

Shall we circulate for a while?

Kiss me on the cheek first...

...before you trample all over me.

- Nice to see you. - Hi!

- You keep looking at Anita. - Well, it IS her party.

Do you think I'm ugly?

I don't feel myself at the moment.

Are you jealous?

She looks at you, too.

So what's going on?!

Are you two flirting in my face?

What do you mean?

We should have gone to "Figaro".

Bit late to say that now.

- And you dance like... -...a camel.. I know.

I'm sorry, I'm silly...

As long as we're dancing, you can hold onto me.

Now I'll be nice again.

Let's pretend we're on a desert island..

But Bo... what's the matter?

- You were crying! - No I wasn't..

I can see you're unhappy.

Things have happened.

Come on!

Tell me everything.

If I could scream. I'd scream.

What will be will be.

My mother has left us.

She's had a lover for 3 years.

She's told me everything.

- The worst is... - What could be worse?

I understand them.

It'd be easier to accuse... to find someone to blame...

But there's no blame.

- You poor thing! - Don't think I'm happy about it!

It's such a damned shitty affair!

A sinkhole of filth...

- My poor Bo... - Yes, isn't a pity about US!

We're not alone...

...and hundreds of thousands of kids are worse off than us.

What will happen with us?

Once upon a time, people believed in good and evil.

Nowadays there's nothing to believe in.

It's just deplorable!

I wonder how it will be for OUR children.

Our children will dump us...

Parents must be protected from children, and children from parents.

We'll have them... then say goodbye... And off they go!

- Like a whisky? - What have you been doing there?!

I managed to find the drinks cabinet...

...I picked the lock with a hairpin.

The owner of the hairpin is in there on a chair.

She's probably asleep.

Wait, I'll find a blanket.

Bye, bye!

They have a lot of booze locked up there... for a kid's party.

Let's make it a kids' party!

You get out, or there'll be trouble.

How can you talk, with a mother who...?

Shut up, before I give you one!

You should be happy your parents are divorcing.

My parents won't divorce.

They stick together... like they'd been glued.

You wouldn't believe what upsets them...!

Cracks in the walls and carpets that curl.

But guess what keeps them together!

I couldn't care less!

That beautiful expression.. "For the children's sake."

"For the children's sake."

Mum keeps telling me... "Claes, after all I've done for you."

And Dad... "As long as you eat our bread, you'll do as I say!"

Wee Mummy... "Claes, how can you be so cruel!"

Big Daddy... "The boy's a criminal.. We should have him locked up."

So, are you a criminal?

Nagging, fights and reconciliation...

It's a shame about your parents.

It sure is, it's sinful.... My Dad's a priest.

Call a cab.

On Sundays it's so hypocritical, that Jesus himself would flee.

- What are you doing with him? - Stay out of it!

Sons and daughters of lawyers...

...vicars, stock-market sharks, managing directors...

...upstarts, philistines, jewellers!

- Throw him out... he's drunk! - No... he's funny!

Impeccable, neat, well-behaved, and here and there, a zit!

Hello, hello...

Just like a lecherous shepherdess!...

Quiet! I'll tell you the truth...

Look!

Let's go... This is getting too crazy.

- Do you have to leave? - Kerstin wants to go home.

- The liquor cabinet's been invaded. - Call your dad.

They're both in Gothenburg.

- Can't you stay a bit longer? - Thanks, Anita, but I'm really tired!

You know, you could come home with me... Mum won't be home till late..

It's only 10 and a bit... We could have 4 lovely hours together.

Come on

Fancy being all by ourselves!

For hours... a treasure-chest of hours!

Have you thought about how they keep watch on us?

Mummy's right... She thinks I'm a kid.

Last summer they watched us like hawks.

Mummy thinks you're a fine lad!

A very fine lad... One of the finest.

I totally agree!

Are you worried about something?

Just a bit worked-up.

- Are you hungry? - I actually really hate tea.

It's so quiet.

- Shall we listen to the radio? - I really hate the radio.

Is it better like that?

This summer we'll go sailing.

Doesn't matter what your mother says.

Summer's so far away.

You are just so beautiful.

More beautiful than Anita?

- And to think you're my girl!... - I'll always be your girl.

...happy and sad, asleep and awake, dressed and naked.

I almost don't dare touch you...

...for fear of getting burnt.

There's a mark there.

A work of art has to have a signature.

What is it, Kerstin...

Are you frightened?

No, I'm not frightened.

Now I'm just so sad...

Kerstin my pet, this isn't working... It'll just end in argument.

I just feel all broken inside.

But that's why I want to do it.

No, you really don't want to... You're too scared.

No, I'm not frightened.

I've been poisoned by everything that's happened.

No reason you should suffer for that.

No.

- But... - Ssh!

- What's... - Ssh!

Good evening, ma'am.

Can I help you, mummy?

- Good evening. - Good evening.

Are you unhappy, Mummy?

What is it?

As if you didn't know!

What am I supposed to have done?!!

You knew I was working tonight...

....so you two grab the chance.

- Bo and I just... - Don't make excuses!

The two of you have gone behind my back!

You've betrayed me, Kerstin.

No I haven't!

I trusted you.

I have NOT betrayed you.

You've cheated! You could've told me Bo was coming home with you.

But you didn't want me to know.

I don't recognise you, Mummy.

I'm so tired...

I can't take any more...

If your Dad were still alive...

If he were alive!

But I'm so alone...

I can't cope alone...

Kerstin my sweet...

I did trust you so!

You and I have been so close to each other...

I've sacrificed EVERYTHING for you...

...and you go and do this to me!

Where have you been playing house?

At Bo's place?

Or in doorways?

It's disgusting!

The only disgusting thing is your imagination!

Now you see how he is.

Something I've known for a long time...

Parents should have protective upbringing, and be kept in insane asylums!

Your worse than psychopaths!

Bo, you can't talk like that!

You talk about all you've sacrificed...

Just be glad you haven't damaged her more than you have!

Bo, you don't understand!

You don't understand...

Scream all you want... You don't fool me!

Get out! You don't understand!

You don't know how hard and miserable it's been for Mummy and me.

Get out! You understand nothing!

You only think of yourself! It's all about YOU, YOU, YOU!

Darling Mummy, forgive me!

Forgive me if I was nasty to you.

No, forgive ME... Dearest, darling Mummy!

You're not alone!

Kerstin!

Get out! I never want to see you again! You ruin everything!

It's YOU who ruins everything! Get out!

I'm not drunk!

Is the party over?

Nice of you to come back...

I rang the police... But they still wouldn't leave.

- Get going! - What's your beef?! Are you nuts?!

- Get out! - You've no right...

You get yourself home!

Out!

- Goddamned pig! Wake up! - I feel sorry for him.

Why did you come back?

Don't worry if I start bawling.

Not hard to do.

It IS hard...

It's just self-pity.

Why must people be so lonely?

Is there nobody who cares?

What a question!

Why do we crave warmth?

I don't.

You have your Kerstin.

I've lost her.

It'll work out.

I doubt it.

Is that why you came here?

I'm not deceiving her... if you can believe that.

It's just that I suddenly became older than Kerstin.

That's strange.

Very strange... It happened so quickly.

One minute I'm Daddy's little boy...

...next, he's a stranger.

One minute he's my somewhat fearsome mentor...

...next he's throwing a tizzy fit!

You fall in love quickly...

...and just as quickly, forget.

It's not long since I was playing with tin soldiers.

I still have my doll's house... ...just for fun, of course.

But, anyway...

The gent is tired, and wants to sleep...

...he's just been diagnosed with stomach ulcers.

His poor wife is tired, too...

She has nothing much to do, and it's killing her...

...that's the worst thing of all.

Poor Kerstin... She'll be crying right now.

In an hour, she'll be asleep.

Poor Kerstin, poor you and poor me...

Let's feel sorry for ourselves!

And for everyone who was here!

Poor God! Poor Satan! Amen.

- You're talking like a schoolboy. - I AM a schoolboy!

- Do you know why I came? - I know...

But you'll end up hating me...

- And everything will be ruined. - Why do you say that?

What if I was in love with you?

You needn't say anything.

So I'll ask you to leave...

So just go.

You're just upset and miserable.

You're groper, too!

You know you want it!

What I DO want...

...is to have someone next to me...

...who's warm...

Someone to show nice things to...

Someone to congratulate...

...to not be alone...

That's what I want.

So more than scratching mosquito bites?

You're just a kid...

...like the other big "seducers".

Yeah.

Yes, my teeth chatter and I get sweaty palms.

You admit it?!

We shan't hurt each other...

..and try to be nice to each other.

That doesn't cost much.

In fact, it's free.

God Almighty, I was dreaming

I dreamed my mother nailed down the lid of my coffin.

Am I dead...?

We should try and get him home.

- Did you put him to bed? - Yeah.

- What's that? - A letter.

I can see that.

- To me? - Yes.

When did you write it.

When you were changing.

Is it something you won't say to me?

- Can I read it? - Wait till you get home.

Is it a declaration of love?

Is this your handwriting?

It looks like a temperature chart.

It's hopeless... I can't read it. Read it to me.

- I don't want to. - Yes, read it!

You just want me to beg! Now, read it!

"I have rushed like a madman looking for a criminal "...

... "Have been a prosecutor citing a private or public debt."

"I screamed in pain, because nobody responds to my screams."

- Why have you stopped? - I don't know.

Does it say anything about us?

We're both rather tired.

I'll go home now.

Ring me this afternoon.

Or I'll ring you..

Yes, come in here in the chart room.

What is it?

You wrote some sort of letter.

And...?

Some sort of letter, I said.

Why was it written to ME?

I thought you'd understand, sir.

Not very flattering... for me.

Well... then I apologise!

Such a damned unpleasant missive...

...about mothers and lovers and fathers...

...girls here... girls there... now I can... now I can't ... now I don't dare...

...and damned God for Christ's sake!...

...and I wash my hands of it.

I stand by what I wrote.

I'm sure you do.

Can I ask you a question?

Go ahead.

Why don't you kill yourself?

- You must be joking! - I'm deadly serious, you can be sure.

I just wanted to explain why I'd disappeared from school.

Not my fault you got the letter before I'd left.

- Best you hang yourself. - I'm scared to die.

- But not afraid to run away? - There's a difference.

Are you sure of that?

Maybe I should try both.

There is a third possibility...

..maybe not so exciting...

So what's that?

Face up to tomorrow in all its dreariness...

...accept was it has to offer...

..as well as its problems.

Like everyone else.

My mother with her lover, father with his mendacity Kerstin with her fears...

...and you sir, with your contempt!

Goodbye, Mr Dahlin.

Write me a note from your new reality...

...and tell me how much better it is than the last one.

I must get to class.

Did you call?

Don't you understand that I HAVE tried?!

Tried not to accuse, or judge... But I can't!

- Stop screaming! - I can't!

You feel betrayed, don't you?

And you can't put it behind you.

Isn't that right?

No, I can't put it behind me.

Don't forget that you may be acting the same way some day.

I'd never want to!

Screaming achieves nothing.

You can't get retribution from God, or from life...

...or your poor parents.

- So there's nothing left. - Yes there is.

You don't deserve to hear it

And you may hate me for it.

Tell me anyway... what's left, if everything's gone.

Your will...

...and your thoughts.

That really isn't much!

No, but they're better than nothing.

And you always have ONE right.

Which?

The right to think what's best for you.

Do you believe in that, sir?

I'm not sure, but I hope so.

Goodbye then...

Your classmates are waiting impatiently for my words of wisdom.

I know how much they love me.

Which chart do you want today?

Number 53, as you'd know.

Subtitles by FatPlank for KG