All language subtitles for Som du ser meg - I Belong - CD2

"Hi. Anne. Thanks for the books."

"I've read them all. Though
they contain good passages," -

- "I'm afraid I can't recommend
any of them for translation."

"I think the author reveals ignorance
about fundamental human traits."

"This creates credibility problems,
specially in the first novel."

"Personally I find her books as noisy
and superficial as tabloid papers."

"Indifferent sentences piled on top
of each other for maximum effect."

"The invasion of empty talk makes you
want to put away her books for good."

Courage...

Why was it so hard?

She tried to convince herself
to stand by her opinions.

But she immediately imagined
Annes disappointment.

Yes, it's Grete Maigret.

Yes. Right. Hi, Anne.

I wondered if we could meet?

Do you need a lift as well?

-Could I?
-Of course.

She decided to tell her in person.

But when she arrived at the
publishing house Anne wasn't there.

-Hi, Anne.
-Hi, Grete!

-How nice.
-I brought you this.

Thanks. Oh, that one.

I've been planning to read it.

Thank you.

The receptionist
told me you were ill.

And appendicitis! How painful!
Did it happen all of a sudden?

Yes, completely.
I was in my office, working.

Suddenly I felt
this pain in my belly.

I thought it was something I'd eaten,
and went home.

But during the night it became
completely unbearable.

I was rushed to ER for operation.

I was afraid I'd die.

I've actually had
appendicitis as well.

Well, I remember
that it was terribly painful.

But it's a long time ago. I was 14.

I was at my aunt's cabin outside...

I think it's odd they have
to make such a huge incision.

I thought they used keyhole surgery.
Seems it depends on the hospital.

So my scar is huge.
What about your scar? Is it huge?

-No, I don't know. I don't think so.
-No?

No, I don't know
what's long or short.

-May I have a look?
-Well...

Okay, have a look.

Wow. Almost invisible.
Just a couple of centimetres.

My god. I can't believe it.

I'm sorry. I just don't like the
thought of a huge scar on my belly.

Guess it's just vanity.

Oh.

But... How's the reading going?
Have you found anything worthwhile?

Well, I'm not sure.
I've read the books you sent me.

They're unlike the one I suggested.

Yes, but I don't think they're worse.
On the contrary.

-No, maybe not.
-What about her first novel?

I'd love to have it translated.

No, I don't think I'm the right
person for the job. It's so...

To be perfectly honest.
I find it a little... A little young.

But isn't that interesting, reading
about someone younger than yourself?

-Yes, of course. That's not it.
-Can't you please say yes?

I can't imagine any translator
more suited for the job than you are.

-That sounds like flattery.
-No, that's not my intention.

I'll have it translated in any case.
I just really want you to do it.

But you mustn't do it for my sake.
Don't compromise your integrity.

It's not the world's best book.
But I still want to publish it.

-Well. I don't know.
-Hey, you know what?

Just translate this one first,
then do the one you suggested.

We'll release both within a year.
We'll invite Julia Schütz -

- to the launch of the first one.
It'll be good, right?

Gretchen?

Well, I...

-Maybe I should do it.
-That's great. Great.

Grete Maigret told herself
not to be dramatic.

So what if she translated
a book she disliked?

"People do it all the time,"
she thought.

But the idea of doing such
an unpleasant job was painful.

She told herself she'd do it
for Anne's sake. Only for Anne.

Strangely, the thought -

- filled her with an urgency
that seemed almost like joy.

Grete did the job in three days.
She'd never been more efficient.

She emailed the translation to Anne,
who called her immediately.

Grete Maigret speaking?
Hi. Anne.

This is fantastic. Really good.

A few weeks later, Anne invited
Grete Maigret to see the result.

Hi!

Look at this.
Fresh from the print shop.

Well, it looks nice.

It turned out great.
Congratulations.

Thank you. You really think so?

I think you've improved it.
I'm very satisfied.

We're 'working to get Julia Schütz
to Norway. It'll be great.

By the way,
my 40th birthday is coming up.

Well, it's still two weeks away.
I thought I'd have a dinner party.

Not a huge gathering,
just my closest friends.

Tapas and wine.
Would you like to come?

-Certainly. That sounds very nice.
-Great.

Hi! Welcome.
Come in.

-May I take your coat?
-Yes, thank you.

Hi. Grete. Welcome.
Look, I got a dog.

I'm allergic to dogs.

-Come again?
-I'm allergic to dogs. Sorry.

Are you allergic? Oh dear.
We'll put him in the bedroom.

-But there's dog hairs everywhere.
-Shall I take him?

I'll do it.
Will you show Grete in?

-Let's see... Want this?
-Thank you.

-Need anything from here?
-There's some vine.

Would you like a glass of wine,
Grete? Maybe a beer?

Yes, white vine would be fine.
Thank you.

-Grete, this is Lars and Marianne.
-So you're Grete Maigret? How nice.

-Hi. Marianne.
-I heard a rumour you'd be here.

I must admit that you've translated
many of my favourite books.

Really.
One can't help noticing your name.

-Are you French?
-No, it's a family name.

There may be some Belgian ancestry,
but I'm not Belgian.

-You're not related to the inspector?
-What? No.

-You must be tired of that question.
-No, nobody's asked me before.

-You're kidding!
-Seems I was original.

But it's odd. Most people would
associate the name with crime novels.

-Crime isn't exactly your genre.
-Not really.

Grete mainly translates German books.
Narrow literature, wouldn't you say?

So I as surprised to hear
you'd translated Julia Schütz.

-Julia Schütz?
-Chic lit writer.

She's been in the media recently.
For instance, she claims porn -

- is a form of feminism. Okay, she's
written a couple of good books.

-But you translated her first novel?
-Yes.

-What are you talking about?
-Julia Schütz' book.

-Have you read it?
-No, but Grete translated it.

Oh, so you're Grete Maigret?
What an honour to meet you!

Anne managed to coax you out? I've
read nearly all your translations.

-I must say they're excellent.
-Thanks.

Anne says you can choose hat you
want to translate. That's impressive.

But I don't understand why you
chose to translate Julia Schütz.

-No offence, but why?
-Well... I don't know what to say.

Don't get me wrong.
The translation is excellent.

But the book is trite and unpleasant.
As if women dream of being raped.

-That's a bit farfetched.
-Are you writing a review?

Yes, maybe I'm out of line, but Anne
said you were eager to translate it.

What do you think?
Does it have hidden qualities?

Excuse me. I have to find
the toilet. I'll be back.

Grete Maigret? You don't know me.
Ingunn Twedt, marketing director.

-Oh yes, of course.
-Don't look so frightened.

It's strange we haven't met earlier.

Congratulations
on the Schütz translation.

It's now the main title in
the Book of the Month Club.

I must say I'm glad
Anne persuaded you to take it.

-So you like it?
-Well, it's 150 pages of apt wording.

Not exactly
my favourite literature, but...

All of Germany has embraced it.
So what can I say?

Can 80 million be wrong?
The population of Germany.

Not all have read it, and 80 million
can be wrong, specially in Germany.

-Excuse me, where's the toilet?
-In the hallway, to the right.

Relax, Grete.
Jesus. It's just a tiny dog.

Hey?

Relax.

Let's go somewhere else. In here.

Here, you know. You can stay here.

-Hey? What happened?
-Nothing.

If you're that allergic, -

- you should ask if your hosts
have pets before you arrive.

You mean call to ask
if they have a dog?

Yes.

-If you're that allergic.
-Very well.

Hey, why haven't you told me that the
critics already have Schütz' book?

Well, they do. I distributed
it ahead of Schütz' visit.

Oh, I'm sorry I didn't call you.
I should have.

But she was here just a few hours.
Lots of interviews and so on.

Not that you missed much.
She's extremely self-centred.

But a very persuasive speaker,
so the reporters lowed her.

I think it'll be okay,
no matter what the critics think.

Have you heard that
it's the Book of the Month?

I hope to get Schütz back here.

NRK wants to interview her
for an art fashion programme.

Otherwise
we'll just have to shake it off.

Wait for the movie.

-Is this here you're hiding?
-Hi!

Even? Hi. How good to see you!

-Happy birthday!
-Thank you.

You have to say hello to Grete.
This is Even. An old friend. Doctor.

This is Grete. I told you
about her and her scar.

I said your scar
is smaller than mine.

I hate the fact that it's so huge.
Maybe I could have something done?

It's odd they didn't
use keyhole surgery.

-May I have a look?
-Of course.

Here it is.
It goes all the way to...

Show him yours, Grete.

-Does it have to be like that?
-Excuse me.

Grete! Jesus, relax.
What's the matter?

-Was it the scar?
-No. Excuse me.

-It's got nothing to do with that.
-Then what is it?

I don't know. I think I should leave.
I don't feel well.

-Shall I call a cab?
-No thank you.

-Are you sure you don't want a cab?
-Yes.

-But you'll be okay?
-Sure.

Hey, it's none of my business.

I just wonder whether
you have anyone you can talk to?

-Talk?
-Yes.

I don't want to intrude, but it seems
as if something's bothering you.

-Are you really okay?
-Why shouldn't I be okay?

Well, I don't know.
You just seem... Like, sad.

-So melancholy.
-Melancholy?

I see. Do you think so?
Is it because I'm alone?

You know, the melancholic
used to be seen as visionary.

Is that 'what you mean?
In that case. I agree.

I don't know. I don't even
understand what you mean.

-Goodbye, Anne.
-Bye, Grete.

Grete continued
to translate Schütz' books.

But while translating the final book.
the one she'd recommended. -

- he words just wouldn't come.

She therefore decided
to stop translating books.

I just need some water.

Let's see... Sorry.

"Ann-Kristin was going to pick up
her mother. She'd promised..." No.

"She'd promised to take
her to her sister-in-law."

Hi! Have I kept you waiting?

Yes. I just sat down.
I'll put this in the back seat.

Let me...

How's your hip? You seem a bit stiff.

Well, it's not good. It's better
than just after the operation.

But it's as if it just keeps
getting worse and worse.

You must exercise.
Do you only get physiotherapy?

Yes, physiotherapy is all I get.

I've only got one free appointment
left. If I have to pay, then...

But there's something else.
The kitchen ventilator.

-It's busted.
-Then you'll have to get a new one.

I guess it's no use trying to fix it.
But I saw an ad for one.

With a carbon filter.
Special offer. Just under 700 kroner.

-Why not get something that lasts?
-It'll last.

-Aren't they fairly standard?
-I don't think so, actually.

Well, it'll be good enough for me.

Could you lend me 500 kroner?
Just until my pension comes through.

Might as well buy it,
as it's on sale.

I don't know.

You seem to be borrowing
money all the time.

There's always something. You still
owe me 5000 from last Christmas.

Yes, I'm perfectly aware of that.
I've got everything under control.

You told me there was
no rush paying you back.

Is it a problem?
Has Terje said anything?

No, but things are tight right now.
Do you need a new one immediately?

I can't fry anything without
a ventilator. The whole house stinks.

Well, why not open the window?
You can do that much.

Aunt Astrid 'will be so happy to
see you. I told her you were coming.

I think Vibeke's home as well.

-Vibeke? You didn't tell me.
-But isn't that nice?

You could've told me.
I like to know...

Hi! I'm so glad you could come,
Ann-Kristin.

-You haven't changed.
-Well, I've gained some weight.

What beautiful flowers! Thank you.

And here we have...

Gooseberry juice. I can't believe it!

-You don't have to take them off.
-I've brought slippers, of course.

You have?

How typical of you!

Wow, a new sofa.

-Have you made gooseberry juice?
-Astrid just loves it.

I make her some every year.

But where did you get the berries?

-I got them at the supermarket.
-How did you get there?

-Well, have a seat.
-Thank you.

Hi there!

-Hi!
-Oh, but look at you!

Wow! Hi.

-I haven't seen you for ages!
-How are you?

You're in Berlin?

I've lived there
for almost ten years.

-How nice. Do you enjoy it there?
-Yes, I love it.

Beautiful city. Have you been there?

It's really nice. I'm studying to
be a curator, which is great too.

I thought Astrid said
you studied to be an artist?

Yes, I did. These are supplemental
studies, within art as well.

Some say the curator is the
new artist. I don't know about that.

I plan to work as both.
I've got a curator assignment -

- in Barcelona this fall, and an
exhibition in Oslo next summer.

-Wow, you get around.
-So hat does a curator do?

-Curates.
-How exciting!

Yes, they do grow up. Are you
still working in Norad, Ann-Kristin?

-Yes.
-What do you do there?

I Noradate. No, I work with peace,
democratisation and women's rights.

Oh my god. It can't get much better.
What's your job title?

Junior executive officer.
Temporary position until Christmas.

Is it interesting?
Foreign aid, right?

It's called development
assistance now. I like it.

It's a good place to work.

Ann-Kristin is really skilful.
She's come far.

-Can't I brag about my daughter?
-You have every reason to.

I mean, you've really
worked hard. Ann-Kristin.

-Haven't you married?
-That's ages ago.

-Any children?
-One, and one more under way.

So you're pregnant?
How many months?

-Twenty-to weeks.
-Vibeke?

Can't you tell us about
the fellow you've moved in with?

His name's Jason.

-Have you met him? Is he handsome?
-Very.

We met him the last time ve
visited Vibeke. Photographer.

Kristian liked him.
He wanted to buy a picture.

Wow, that's great.

-What about Kristian? Still as busy?
-Yes, that hasn't changed.

But he recently inherited
some money from Aunt Sigrun.

-The one in Bergen?
-We went to the funeral.

We had a wonderful drive across the
mountains. But it came as a surprise.

She didn't have any children,
so Kristian inherited everything.

-Was it a lot?
-It as quite sizeable.

She owned a block of flats in Bergen,
and had plenty of money in the bank.

So I think it 'was several million.
Most of it went to inheritance tax.

-But there's a fair amount left.
-Wow.

Congratulations. Or... Can you
say that when people inherit?

I guess so. You want some chocolate?

Thanks. They look lovely.

Well, so there's a great deal
of money all of a sudden.

Kristian and I have talked about it.
We'd love to take some of it -

- and give it to you.
-To me?!

We know you're not that well off,
so we thought we might help you.

We were thinking about one million.

Well, technically it'll be a loan.
Otherwise the tax would be punitive.

It's a gift.

But...

I don't know hat to say.

You know I can't possibly accept it.

Why not? Good lord.

We're family.

You ere married to my brother.
We have to help each other.

Erling's finances were a mess.
He left you in debt.

We think it's unfair that you're to
be burdened with it in your old age.

Kristian and I have
talked about helping you.

But we couldn't figure out how.
It's hard to accept financial aid.

But since we'd inherited the money.
we thought it might be easier.

You know?

Well, I...

I'm grateful. I appreciate that fact
that you're thinking about me.

I don't know hat to say.

I think this is a bit unpleasant.

I'm sorry,
but that's my immediate reaction.

It's probably wrong of me,
but isn't this very weird?

But why? We're family.
We should help each other.

-Don't think of it as a handout.
-But that's what it is. I mean...

I help mom with her mortgage
payments. She's not struggling.

Don't misunderstand me, Ann-Kristin.
We mean well.

What do you think? It's your call.
Don't you find it a bit unpleasant?

Unpleasant? Why do you say that?

Aunt Astrid means well. But I can't
accept it. It's for your children.

Why? Kristoffer makes so
much money it's embarrassing.

-And Vibeke has all she needs.
-I really do.

But don't you think it's weird?

No, it's an interesting discussion.

It illustrates
the relative nature of money.

What it means
to have and not have it.

Both symbolically and as currency.

Do you remember KLF, the pop band?

They received an art award some years
ago. I think it was 100 000 pounds.

They burned it. It as meant as
a political statement, a performance.

I don't know if it's great art,
but it illustrates what money is.

In its material form, it's paper.

-What are you trying to say?
-I'm not sure, but...

Well, what mom is trying to do
is also an artistic statement.

A social commentary.

On the one hand it's unheard of.
crazy, as your reaction illustrates.

But it's also an entirely good deed.
Aunt Inger obviously needs the money.

But the unconventional, even
unacceptable, and the beneficial -

- are so difficult to combine,
and that's what I find interesting.

I still don't understand
what you mean. I'm sorry.

I just think it's unpleasant.
Maybe even more so now.

Excuse me, it's humiliating. Think of
the debt of gratitude she'll owe you.

Come on. We're not doing
it to earn her gratitude.

Astrid, you must know that it would
inevitably mean a debt of gratitude.

But there's no reason to discuss it.

It's completely out of the question.
I'm grateful for the offer, but no.

I think it's a great pity.
Well, I don't know what to say.

I wish I could make
you change your mind.

You can't.

Well, I think it's truly sad.

You know what?
We can discuss it some other day.

When you've digested it.

I'll make some coffee. Tea, anyone?

The vie's different.
Wasn't there a house there?

Yes, an elderly couple lived there,
remember?

-So they passed away?
-He died.

Dad bought the house and land
from his widow for next to nothing.

The vie's much better now.
More open.

It's nice. Pleasant.

-There's some traffic noise, though.
-I pity Aunt Inger.

She sure has changed. I knew
she was ill, but she can hardly walk.

It's not that bad. She's no athlete.
but she's had a hip replacement.

I think she's doing okay.
She hasn't changed.

I just hope she accepts the money.

She shouldn't let pride
keep her from improving her life.

-It's not just pride.
-It seems harsh.

Having to move from a house
with a garden to a tiny apartment.

She's in no shape to take care of
a garden. Her apartment is small, -

- but very practical.
A lot of people live like that.

If they can handle it, so can she.

Too bad Ann-Kristin reacted that way.
I didn't mean to hurt her.

Of course not. But she's sensitive.

She's daddy's girl, you know.

Your saying he messed
up financially upset her.

Did it upset her?

I didn't mean
to say anything bad about Erling.

-But it's true. That's how he was.
-You think so?

He newer made much money,
but didn't squander it either.

I shouldn't have said he messed up.

But he still lacked financial sense.

You know, mom and dad
helped him all their life.

How could they do otherwise?

They felt guilty because he got more
than I did, but what could they do?

-Did they help him that much?
-Oh yes. He always came to them.

You must have known.

Well, I... You make it sound as if
it was a great deal of money.

He borrowed money for Ann-Kristin's
confirmation, but we repaid it.

-I'm almost certain of it.
-Well, that may be true.

It doesn't matter now, but...

People are different.
I sought independence.

It was like that for Erling as well.
He really tried his very best.

He worked hard. But the jobs
we had never paid that much.

But it wasn't as if Erling
was financially irresponsible.

-Newer. He hung in there.
-He still had to borrow money.

He borrowed from us as well.
He newer managed to repay it.

Did he borrow money from you?
When? How much did he borrow?

-It doesn't matter now.
-No, tell me ho much he borrowed.

-Well. 50 000.
-What? 50 000?

You can hardly get anything
for a million these days.

It's just this once. Why not think
of it as development assistance?

-You think it's comparable?
-Sure, why not?

It's about giving money to those
who have less to improve their lives.

Yes, but development assistance...
Mom isn't poor. She's not rich.

But neither am I.
We all have some debt. Don't you?

You must have a student loan? No?

-I see.
-I mean...

Dad set up an education trust,
so I never needed a student loan.

But I don't own anything,
and living in Berlin is cheap.

Well, that explains it. You don't
know what it means not to have money.

I'm not poor, though I barely get by.

You'll never be broke, even
though you live cheaply in Berlin.

You can afford to.
You know the money's there.

You make it sound as if
I've got lots of money. I don't.

-I don't regard myself as rich.
-But you are.

-You sure act as if you are.
-Ouch.

I mean, first you compare giving
away a million to an art performance.

Now it's development assistance. You
must be spoiled to compare the to.

Okay, maybe I'm spoiled.
But why should that affect whether -

- auntie should accept the money?

I mean, the money means little to my
parents, but would mean a lot to her.

I don't buy it. I don't think
the money means nothing -

- to Astrid and Kristian.

You may be right. A million hardly
buys anything these days.

But money means as much to those
who have it as to those who don't.

Maybe more, but in another way.

Your parents will always know
that they helped mom to her feet.

And they'll always expect
her to be grateful. They will.

And she'll be ever so grateful.
You'll drown in gooseberry juice.

Should she forget to be grateful
for some reason, they'll remind her.

-No, they wouldn't.
-Not because they're bad people.

That's just how it is. Nobody
gives away one million for free.

Nobody does anything for free.

-I have to pay it back.
-With hat?

I don't know.
I'll have to talk to Ann-Kristin.

Listen to me. Don't worry.
I've got a suggestion.

Accept the money I've offered.

Then we'll subtract the 50 000
as repayment of Erling's debt.

-Then we'll be even.
-Even? How can you say that?

How will you otherwise
manage to do it?

You can't repay it yourself.
You'll never be able to do so, Inger.

I know you'll try as far as possible.
I know you.

You can hardly find
a more honest person.

Please accept the offer, Inger.

Minus the 50 000.

You'll have paid your debt.

And then...

You and I can take a trip to Paris.
Come on. It can be your gift to me.

-You always wanted to see Mona Lisa.
-But you've seen it!

Ages ago. "The Da Vinci Code"
made me want to see it again.

We've always talked about
going there, just you and I.

We can go to the opera as well.
Imagine how much fun it'll be!

Fun?

Here comes the rain. "Good news for
the farmers," like dad used to say.

I'm sorry.
I know you're trying to be kind.

Don't think about it.

Nice jacket. Is it from Berlin?

I just want to say one more thing.

You'll probably think it's completely
idiotic, but I'll say it anyway.

Because I think you're wrong. You say
nobody gives anything away for free.

But I actually believe that sometimes
people do things for other reasons -

- than personal gain.

The past days I've seen how
concerned mom is about Aunt Inger.

There's genuine
and mutual compassion.

And that's precisely
what the money represents.

Just like the gooseberry juice.
Auntie knows how much mom loves it.

So she keeps making it for her.

How can anyone drink it?
It's way too sweet!

I think maybe mom finds it
a bit sweet as well.

She hardly ewer drinks more
than one cup. That's not the point.

Aunt Inger keeps
making it for mom every year.

Even though she no longer
has her own gooseberry patch.

And that's actually
incredibly touching.

Yeah, that's how it is.

A million for a bottle of gooseberry
juice that nobody really wants.

-What did you talk about? The money?
-Yes, a bit.

She means well. Ann-Kristin. Look at
this book of Ferdinand Finne's works.

-"You Find the Way as You Walk".
-Don't you think it's weird?

No, although it's
a very generous offer.

It's important to show
some gratitude, not just pout.

-It's actually a very kind offer.
-I know.

It's just that...

It's humiliating. I feel stupid.

How can you say that?
They're your family.

Can't you just rise a fraction
above your poor self-image?

You're just like Erling.
You mustn't become like your father.

You know what I mean.
He wasn't happy. You know that.

He always felt inferior.
Envied those who were better off.

It'll only make you
bitter and depressed.

But I'm not like that.
I don't want to feel that way.

Well, what are you going to do?
Just accept the money?

-Sell out?
-How can you speak to me like that?

If anyone's being humiliating here,
it's you.

No, obviously I can't accept it.

I know that much.
But it would have been...

I wonder if there's any way to accept
the money without accepting it?

Maybe I could suggest...

Maybe I could ask them to buy
a slightly larger apartment?

They could own it,
but I could live there.

Then it wouldn't be as much a gift
as an investment for them.

That would have been fantastic.
I could get rid of my mortgage.

-Have you discussed it with Astrid?
-No, I just thought about it now.

-Would it be okay to ask her?
-Hi.

That looks delicious!

-Hi! Already home?
-As you can see.

I thought I'd change before my dinner
appointment. Look who's here! Inger!

-It's been a long time.
-It sure has. Hi.

And Ann-Kristin.
It's been ages!

How are you? Condolences on your
aunt. Astrid said she'd passed away.

Yes, thank you.

She lived to be almost a hundred.
We sure have durable genes.

We went to the funeral.
It was magnificent.

What a ride through the mountains!
I haven't driven there for years.

There are some great cabins there.

I take it you've
discussed our proposal?

Yes, but it's difficult.
Inger is so modest.

Oh, have you grown modest
in your evening years?

Well, it's simply too much. I mean...

I don't know if I can accept it.
I honestly find it difficult.

Yes, I understand. I don't know
if I could have accepted it either.

So I've come up with an alternative.

What if we invest the money
in a mountain cabin instead?

For common use, of course.
Not just for us, but for you as well.

Astrid and I have long talked about
buying something in Rondane.

For all of us. Inger could
go there when she wants.

Ann-Kristin could join us
for a weekend sometime.

What do you think?

-Yes, but... Another cabin?
-We've talked about it for ages.

-Sure, but with that money?
-As a gift to all of us.

Well, I think it sounds like -

- a good idea.

-That's great. A mountain cabin.
-Do you mean it?

Yes, I do.

Of course you should have a mountain
cabin. You've always talked about it.

We could go there together.
Wouldn't that be wonderful?

-What do you think, Vibeke?
-I probably shouldn't say anything.

But I think it sounds
completely crazy.

-Why?
-We've talked about it all afternoon.

Can you accept that much money?

Then you just stroll in and say
we should spend it on a cabin.

It's so absurd it's ludicrous.
Was that your plan all along?

What do you mean?
The cabin will be for all of us.

A present that will benefit us all.

Well, I hear what you're saying, but
a cabin isn't what Aunt Inger needs.

Okay. The offer still stands.
It's up to her.

-The cabin is just an alternative.
-Well, I've refused, and I mean it.

I think a cabin is a great idea.
Of course you can have a cabin.

-I agree. Buy a cabin.
-Right. Astrid?

Well, I'll see what's on offer.
We could consider building a new one.

But an old cabin has more charm.

May I join you for coffee?
I'll fetch a cup.

What do you think?

Well, it's okay.

Though we might be
better off using an actor.

I'll call your publisher
and hear hat he thinks.

But I think it's charming
to hear you read it yourself.

So we'll see.

We'll get you that
kitchen ventilator.

We'll get it tomorrow.
Do you have time tomorrow?

I'll pay for it.

You must have a ventilator, mom.

Airing out isn't enough. I realise
that, once I've thought about it.

What's going on?

-Did you forget to fill gas?
-The tank was full!

Where are you going? Ann-Kristin!

Stay in the car!

Stay inside, I said!