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What's happening?

- Against the wall!

- I talked to the guys, and they hit me on the head so many times!

Kjelle and I are going to do a little trick, we're going to look at the rocket!

I'll take care of him then.

He's exhausted, you can see that he is.

Kjelle, hello.

You're the last. - Kjelle.

Come on, are you awake?

Hi there.

You're sitting here? Do you want to come out with me?

Come on.

Yes, come on you.

There there.

You sign here.

- Where? It doesn't say anything there.

- Him there, an unidentified boy aged 11.

- Do you at least have a name for him? - No, he isn't talking.

And no one in the apartment knew who he was. He probably came there with the deceased.

- He's not reported missing either.

Shall we go?

Happy new Year.

You can get in touch so we get to know his name.

Hi. Good.

I think you've got some shampoo there.

Let me help you pick this up.

Even if she hits you, never say your name.

Never.

But you have to know I'm important too. And angry.

How's it going? Have you drawn anything yet?

Now I close my eyes.

And when it's really dark, I wonder who this is lying on the floor.

Does his name perhaps start with …

P?

Or maybe …

B?

T?

Errol.

Something very exciting is about to happen.

You're going to live with the nicest people I know.

I'll drive you there.

This is for you.

You can have it.

They're really very kind.

At home all day.

You can see the house from here. At least if it weren't for this train.

Look. There it is.

Come in and say hello to Lola and Gunnar.

They're as nice as can be.

- Hi hi! - Hello.

It's been a long time.

- Hello. Welcome. - Always welcome.

- Are you coming, Errol?

- Zenda.

Call her. - Her name's Zenda.

- There's no point. He doesn't talk.

Zenda. Come here.

How long have you been thinking?

- We have a few families on the go. It's important that we get it right.

- He knows it's only temporary, doesn't he?

- No.

There we are.

- No, it's time for me to go home now.

- If you stay where you are, I'll go out and have a little chat with Sofija.

- Bye. Thanks so much.

Yes … you coming out to say goodbye?

Bye, Errol.

Take good care of Zenda.

- No. Let's get you settled in, young man Come on.

There. If your lordship would care to accompany me.

Come on.

Damn, the sleeves are so long. Shall I help you?

No, you can do it yourself. This hand doesn't work so well.

OK.

Goodnight then. See you tomorrow.

Zenda. - She keeps her own hours, she does.

Let's have breakfast now. Then we'll wash your sheets.

Come on.

Breakfast first.

Errol, not at the table.

- Looks like we got two the same.

Old men and boys have to pee often, you know.

First thing in the morning. last thing at night.

Because we don't know what's best for us. That's how it is.

You have to learn that before you leave here.

- Leave here?

- No, I mean you grow out of that.

The pissing.

- But you said— - Do you think we'd let a nice kid like you go?

Not until you want to, kid.

Come on now.

Feel.

- So hot. - That's why Zenda likes to lie there.

- Don't say a word to Gunnar. He'll get it tomorrow on his birthday.

Thank you.

Were you involved in making this?

- I put in the chocolate.

Good.

Gunnar? - Yes?

- When's my birthday?

- I think you're a summer child. A late summer child.

You have to take the very biggest ones. - If you say so.

Hang on, I'll cut it.

He's getting too attached.

- Two old fogeys like us.

- I didn't mean us. - No.

- I have to call Sofija.

I'll go in to him.

Is it good?

- Is it time to eat? - No not yet.

- Then I'll have a sandwich. - No, you stay here!

Don't go in there. No, don't go in there! Errol!

Hold on.

- No, listen to me.

Gunnar?

- Hang on a minute, kiddo.

- Who're you talking to?

Who are you talking to?

- I'll call you in a little while. Bye. - Are you going to send me away?

- What have you been saying? - I haven't said anything.

- Sofija thinks it's better for you to go to a different family. With slightly younger people.

Where there's more for a boy your age to do.

- I don't want anything to do.

- Nothing's decided yet. Now let's sit down and eat.

What did she say? Sofija, I mean.

- She said everything's delayed.

- Why can't they pick him up at once?

- Because it's not quite clear with this family.

- Are we supposed to go on and pretend it's nothing?

Hell no, I won't be here when he goes.

Those who brought him get to take him away.

Good night.

Good night.

Sorry.

- My little friend, it's us who should be asking your forgiveness.

You haven't been told anything.

- Errol.

Will you help me with the eggs later?

Good.

I wonder if the hens are missing their eggs. Or if they're busy squeezing out new ones.

- Maybe. - Yes.

Believe me, I'm glad we're friends again, Errol.

Lola and I like you so much.

Understand?

Although you'll probably be better off at the other place.

- Fuck!

That doesn't matter. Look.

Errol! Wait! Errol!

It's impossible to get hold of these people. - Who?

- Social services. I can't get hold of Sofija either.

Maybe we should keep him a little longer.

Zenda.

Zenda! Here! Zenda!

Zenda. Come on.

This is the last one. Sorry.

So.

Don't worry about the cutlery. Time for Sports News. Come on.

Can I have two?

- If you think they're nice then go ahead.

- Thanks.

You should keep it so you remember me.

Nice Zenda.

You have mine.

And I … have yours.

Have you seen the scissors?

No.

Good night then.

Zenda.

Right then.

Yeah, I ran into some crap here.

Some fucking snotty brats or something.

I'll have a walk around here, then I'll come in to you.

No, the devil only knows.

There's some fucking mongrel bastard somewhere.

Yes, we'll say that. Bye now.

- No, Zenda.

Lie down. Lie down and sleep.

It's not working.

So you have no contact with the train driver? No?

- Yes.

Have you received a picture of Errol?

A clear one? Good.

Yes, I have it on. Bye.

This is how it is.

If Errol's actually on that train then …

… then the Stockholm police will take care of it.

- Why wasn't Errol told what was going on?

Yes, to that boat.

Yes.

But this road is … - Yeah, but maybe we'll see something else.

Yes, that's true, but…

EMERGENCY STOP

Hello, my sister's waiting there. You know, I can't lift this.

Would you be able to help me?

- Yes, sure, I can do that. - That's kind of you.

- Hey, I didn't get that bag to … - What are you doing with my bag!

WELCOME TO THE CITY MISSION

Hello. Hi, Kalle. Can you check this picture? Errol? No?

Are you absolutely sure? - No idea.

Bastards!

Maybe you think it's nothing?

Something broken … like Alfons.

Recommended by the fine tailor in Sebastopol.

But this social banditry

does not recognize quality!

Not in things

and not … in men!

Soon, Zenda.

Soon.

What the hell …

You didn't think I'd be standing there like a fucking arse while you fleeced them, did you?

Hand it over.

♪ Do you still have your childhood faith from the quiet nest of home? ♪

♪ Can you still pray, as in the past you always prayed: ♪

♪ God who loves children, look after me as a child. ♪

♪ Old mother then feels so satisfied and happy. ♪

♪ Children's faith, children's faith, ♪

Good?

♪ to heaven you are a golden bridge! ♪

Are you gona have it? Think it's poisoned?

I'm dying!

- Never fuckers like you!

Kid, come in. Come on. Don't be scared.

Come on.

Come on, settle down.

This is what you've got. About half. At least I guess this is what I screwed out of you.

Put it in your pocket.

Are you hungry?

Hey, can we have a Texas-style steak and a load of fucking fries and large coke?

Mega size for the boy here. On me.

My name's Country, what's your name then?

- Errol. - Errol?

Okay, what's your real name?

- Call me Errol.

- Okay, then we'll call you Errol.

Fine. here we go. Dig in. Eat.

That last thing you did was neat.

How about you and me … work together? … Well?

You get half of what they throw in my guitar case and I get half of what you screw them out of.

What do you say to that?

Okay, maybe I was a little hard on you last time.

It's not my style to go scaring little boys like that.

Is that good? You like the grub?

Well?

Okay.

There'll be dessert later.

And somewhere to stay. What d'you say to that? Well?

Come on!

Gamla Stan's oldest lift.

Now we're going up to a real king size suite.

I have this kind of mingling or plingel, whatever it's called.

Expensive. Come here, come and look.

Bang Olufsen.

Have you heard of it?

Just like that, full power on that one and you're guaranteed to go into the wall.

Sit down on the couch.

Feel it.

You hold your horses.

Take off your shoes when you step on the lawn.

Hang on, let's see, let's see.

How about you take a bath first?

There's a bathroom at the far end of the corridor there.

Go and freshen up a bit.

And take those with you too.

Okay. Go on.

Damn you, now take it real easy. The liquor is for the guests.

- I have a drink after I've worked my fucking ass off all day.

Damn, there you are. Newly bathed and nice.

- What the hell's this? - A surprise.

I thought you liked them a little young? Don't you?

- We're leaving.

The one who hit you?

Is he your buddy? - Buddy?

No. Like hell he is.

His name's Lex. Damn petty thug.

Pushing all the shit he sells makes him like that.

Attacking me in front of all those kids. What kind of fucking style is that, eh?

Fucked if I'm gona stand to attention for that piece of shit any more.

Plenty others in this business who know how to appreciate a real soldier like me.

Sleep now. Good night.

- I knew all along the apartment wasn't yours.

- Thank you so fucking much for that, man.

Sleep now, dammit.

Damn lucky you didn't pee on the mattress, yeah?

Now we're going to clean up in here. Come on!

So damn easy.

My Mum had to wash mine in the sink, you know?

- What? Did you pee the bed too?

- You keep quiet about that, OK?

It'll pass in a few years. Nothing to worry about.

Take it easy.

Check this place out. The fun'll start soon, you'll see.

Soon.

Can you take a G?

G.

Then we take an A like this.

P, okay. Hang on.

Then it comes back to G.

Today's lesson's over. Time to get to work, yeah?

One, two, one, two.

Oh, it's running!

Shouldn't we be at work by now?

Be kind enough not to piss yourself at night, otherwise our entire profit goes on detergent.

Give me the dough. Give me the money. - We were supposed to eat.

- But you promise. - Fine. Go and eat what you want.

Yes, more to come later.

- I can damn well walk by myself.

Go, go.

I was walking by. Walking by down there, but I haven't done anything.

- Yes, but I saw you. Check the bag. Check the bag.

- I'll check it. - Here you are..

Here, go through the bag. I can turn you in. - Errol!

Stop!

I made it. They didn't get me.

What can I give you? What do you want?

Out of the way!

Country!

Where've you been? - It's war. I have to find Lex.

- But I've been looking everywhere.

- This isn't for boys. Go away now! Go!

- Hello! Pissfuckers.

Holy shit. Fuck it.

No! Damn it! No! Stop!

Get out of here, Errol!

Stop! Go away!

So wasn't it him you thought you saw on Östra Långgatan?

- It was him.

- There's no information on him. No social security number or anything.

- No, he's not in any register.

Sofija said they even took DNA from him in the end.

- DNA? What did they get out of that?

- Nothing of course.

And then after several months in the psych ward, he suddenly signed a drawing.

Errol.

Special guy huh? - Yeah.

Special.

Like everyone in this binder now.

Damn rats!

Oops, it was a princely rat. - You're not allowed to hit children in Sweden.

- No, you mustn't hit children anywhere. But rascals maybe.

Quick on his feet. Empty in his head.

Small and pre-toughened.

- What about you?

You haven't been out of that clown suit since last time.

Do you live here?

- Not live, you monster. This is my place of business.

I'll give you … one minute.

Get your luggage and tidy yourself up.

No!

Thief! Thief!

Hey buddy!

Have you had a good time? - Yes. You?

- Yes yes. As usual.

- Shall I take the bike? - Yes.

- Do you have the bag? - Yes.

- Hi Douglas. - Hello.

- Food. Three minutes. - Of course.

- Okay? - Yes.

- Good.

No! - If you scream, you die! No!

- No!

Move.

Watch where you're going.

Move!

What the fuck? Move! Move!

Just move for fuck's sake!

Okay guys. About one 40, blue jacket with lining.

You up there. You stay with me.

- Problem?

They're almost here!

It'll cost you the jacket.

Now! Run like hell!

There!

Take a left!

Stop!

Quiet. This is Lisa. She's vegan.

We keep the jacket.

- But what if he gets caught? - That's what's meant to happen.

- But he's not strong.

They're going to break him. If he snitches, they'll find me.

- In your dreams.

I have to go.

Ciao.

Stop!

That's my bike!

Stop!

Stop you old fart!

Stop!

Stop!

This is the second minor disaster you're gona have to pay for.

First you steal my Dad's old watch.

Then you almost knock the life out of me with a terrible bike ride.

Yes, that's how you catch a rascal.

Maybe I'll leave a note for the police.

- You're the one who'll get done for the bike. And then they'll get you for kidnapping too.

- No no. Nobody's after Alfons, little friend. Well maybe.

No! Help! Help!

Let me go!

You know it's the death penalty for this stuff?

I definitely know someone who roasts people alive.

You go around screaming like a pig about it?

Hear me? Fucker!

- Now, we eat.

Tomorrow, we talk business.

Open.

Open.

Good boy.

Tonight, you sleep in the chair.

- What? Are you crazy? Fuckin asshole!

- You're good with the bike.

Has talent but completely lacking in style. Style.

So there.

- You can't do this to children.

Maybe they've painted the bike polka dot. - It's my bike.

So.

- Can't you just untie one hand? Please.

Where've you been? You can't fucking leave me here alone.

Scumbag!

They'll cage you for life.

- If you're that keen on company, I can get the police here right away.

Alfons has done nothing wrong.

Just caught a thief or something even worse.

- My buddies are gona strangle you. - If you end up on these posters you have no friends.

You can run into the arms of the police or you can stay here and learn something else.

Although you're probably too old. Too old and too stupid.

You can have breakfast now. -what about my trousers then?

- You can borrow a pair of trousers from me. I'll wash those.

Ravioli?

Ravioli?

This'll be our set.

You do little performances on the bike and I introduce them.

Great art and speed, riding the Velocipede.

Yes? A coin for each of us.

Deal?

- What about the dolls?

- The marionette game is kaput.

Nobody wants that.

No, they want youth.

- Can you do tricks? Conjure?

- Conjure you say. Yes … Maybe dance blindfold among eggs.

Balance a straw here, yeah …

- Can you really do that?

- That's enough for you. Besides, you're on a free ride here.

Lodging and three meals a day.

We'll do the lesson my father's way.

Where you keep quiet, learn, then stop.

Get your speed up, come on. And let go.

Come on.

And again.

Let go the handlebars again.

Yes, come on.

Is the picture true?

- That's a poster from the very large Circus Kempinski.

My Dad was engaged there, for a whole season.

Well. Half a season. - But how fast did the bear learn to ride a bike?

- It was pretty fast.

But the following season? The audience wanted something new.

And then they had to shoot the bear.

- You can't shoot a bear, can you? - A bear can only learn one thing.

That should be the difference between them and us.

And now all animals have to sleep.

- Did I do okay today?

Did I?

We'll find that out tomorrow.

- Can't you tell me I did okay? - Sleep.

- Surely you can tell me that.

Alfons, wake up! We have to practise! Now!

Look out.

Straight back.

Straight back. Look out.

This is what happens when the fool loses concentration.

Always concentration! - I've been doing it a really long time.

- If they see it's difficult, no one wants to watch.

- Who the hell wants to watch us? And give us money?

You're dreaming.

Stupid to act like a fucking slave to you.

- Want to go private?

One who goes off and slurps ice cream?

Only art gives man ideas about why he should live.

Not ice cream. Not a car!

No, it's superficial. There's no danger in that.

- Bring me some water and I'll do it myself.

- I'll make you a first class bandage.

Like my dad did for me when I got stuck in the trapeze and fell.

- Was he so very kind then?

I'm sure he was the one who shot the bear.

- Yes.

He was.

He absolutely was.

Well? Feeling better?

Signorino.

Shit.

Cheers. - Thanks.

And now … This little gift.

Open it!

So the police can't see it's you.

- It's a bit difficult to breathe through.

- No problem, it's a very short performance.

You don't need that much air. Let's have a look at the body.

There. That's the tail, that's the back.

And. … - Alfons.

There's a hole.

- Yes.

- D'you think it can be mended?

- No, but we can put a little skirt there.

A little pink fluffy thing. - A skirt?

- Yes.

- You can't put a fucking skirt on a bear.

It has to have shorts. Like boxers.

- Striped maybe?

Yes.

It's time. - But we have to repaint it.

Yes.

Ladies and gentlemen!

A great performance! A feast for the eyes and ears! Ladies and gentlemen!

A show for the whole family!

- I can't breathe. - International tricks.

It's not a real bear.

Yeah yeah yeah!

Bear's tricked the bear.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen. Yes, in with a round of applause.

Yes, yes, sure.

What're you doing?

You're going to replace my ice-cream.

No, he's going to replace my ice cream. - Yes thank you very much.

Thanks so much. Yes thank you. Yes thank you.

Thanks thanks. You're a great lover of art.

Yes yes. Thanks.

No no. Keep the head on.

- I can't breathe. - No no.

You lose concentration because of a stupid little prankster!

- I couldn't breathe!

You try breathing with a sweater in your mouth! - You didn't have a problem at rehearsal.

- Weren't you supposed to teach me to do tricks?

- You can't learn anything new until you know number one.

And then all the nuances.

- I have my own set.

I'm the one who decides what they watch.

- Yes, that'll be colossal!

Are you going to poke your nose in and not cycle yourself? Is that how a bear behaves?

- You don't know shit about bears.

He's bloody well not going to drool over my bike.

Where's the bike?

My Daddy needs peace.

Never kept a promise. Never.

- You've been drinking.

- Not a drop. Smell! - Forget it.

- I insist you smell.

Dad was a shit. - Well, at least you had one.

He called me Kax.

Kax, or … He never said my name.

- What about your mother?

- Mum …

She was tall.

Big as a house.

- What colour was her hair?

Black.

Almost like it was blue.

Beautiful hair.

I used to perform tricks for old men.

Earned two marks from Dad.

- Didn't she have a name for you? - Yes.

Although not a lot like Dad.

I'd hidden the money in a cigar box.

Dad …

- What did she say? Did she think it was good?

- Mickey Mouse.

Dad … found the money.

You know, I think we'll talk about Mum instead.

Alfons Kellerman was seen outside Skansen.

With a short bear person on a bicycle.

- A bear person?

- Yes, he apparently has some kind of outdoor circus.

With a cycling bear.

There was a possible Errol that evening.

In the arcade opposite Gröna Lund.

- So is this Kellerman someone we should know?

- Hardly. Stays at the city mission sometimes.

Shy, but okay, they tell me.

Came here with a circus during the war and stayed.

- What interest does he have in Errol?

Is he an Uncle Bosse? - No, not as far as we know.

- Do we have anything concrete on him?

- He runs the kiosk without a licence. So we should be able to come up with something.

- Is the foster family ready? - Yes, they're waiting. All you have to do is find him.

Look! The whole Djurgården is full.

- Yes. - And look at this.

Looks like rubber trolls.

Where's the bangs? What have we said about bad advertising?

- But no parting. - Why not? It'll quickly become fashionable.

Look, Errol.

You have to go straight home.

No, go home. Stay there.

Good day, Mr. Kellerman.

My name is Sofija Stanisic. I'm from social services.

- I run a simple business here.

Jumping jacks, rubber trolls. No one significant.

Completely … completely without interest for the Ministry of Social Affairs.

- But you certainly are, Mr. Kellerman. We're looking for a boy called Errol.

- Yeah? I don't know him.

- I forgot to introduce Detective Krantz. - Hello.

Hello. You've been seen in a cycling show along with a boy dressed as a bear.

- Not a boy. A Lilliput.

He's Czech.

Yes, that person has to live too. - We're also missing your kiosk's licence.

Maybe you should come along to the station instead. - No, no station. We can talk here.

- Where is he now? Errol?

- Yes, who knows?

He runs free.

He comes here once a week at most.

He begs food from everyone.

The sausage kiosk knows him best.

- Mr. Kellerman, I'm sure you've been able to help Errol quite a bit. But he needs a home.

Put us in touch with him, and we promise we'll help you obtain a licence for the kiosk.

- Yes, there have been costs.

- Well, how much money is involved? - Three thousand.

- We should probably be able to arrange that. - And … he mustn't know anything.

- We promise to be careful.

When can we meet him? - Yeah, not right now.

He's off into town. But come tomorrow.

Two o'clock. He should be here.

- I want you here to help us.

For Errol's sake.

Thanks.. - Yeah.

You've been drinking.

There. You're fucking drunk.

- Here.

One of each.

Yes.

Åbo. 0900. Tomorrow morning.

We have received a booking. At Tivolirema.

- That's why you've been drinking.

- Yes, she probably only sees a drop to be polite for the sake of business.

We're going pony-riding, you and me.

You'll do your tricks on a pony. Nice Shetland ponies.

Nothing more stupid bike.

- Where is the bike?

- In business you give and take.

- What have you done?

- You only have one arse. It should be on the pony now. Cycling's dangerous.

Police, social services, everyone's after it.

- You've sold it. - It was our only chance.

- Crap! You're screwing with me! Crap!

- Yeah, you're screwing us!

- Setting the police on me. - If I had a gun, you'd be dead!

- Errol!

I did it to save you.

- You're tricking me! - I thought a person's worth more than a bike.

- You're so strong you're shit!

- And you're a louse!

Not fit to be around people.

Go off and destroy yourself.

Crap.

You weak, fucking drunk! You have to stop tricking me!

What the hell have I done?

Alfons …

- Errol?

You're here. - Alfons.

Good.

We have a lot to deal with.

And it's bitterly cold.

Alfons.

- Alfons. - Kampinska.

Do not sign contracts under 3000.

By … first post. - Alfons.

- Mr … Kellerman.

Still under sedation.

Trauma. Minor bleed in the brain. Pathological liver count.

Stab wound left shoulder.

Occasional light exercise.

He can't handle pneumonia. Onward.

Sorry.

For that too.

Sorry.

Now we have a shitload of biscuits.

One more step. That's a big help. Go on.

- Mrs. Commandant satisfied? - Yes.

So we'll try going back as well.

Come on, come.

It's so good that Mr. Kellerman has improved.

He's strong enough to receive visitors.

Many have been asking for him. He's certainly much in demand.

- We have to go before the cop comes.

Now look.

I've been to Tivoli and collected a bit. Are we getting a dog?

I know exactly which one.

Every boy, even a rascal like you, has a dog. Why not a Mum?

- We take the boat to Åbo tonight. - Errol, I can't do it.

- You don't have to do anything.

- Errol, I can't. - I'll sort it from here.

- Errol, I have to— - You don't have to do anything.

- Social services! - See you at the kiosk.

Dad's going home.

Wait!

Have you got the boy?

Did you promise he'd be here or not?

Do you want to do this at the station instead?

- Help! Good people!

- What're you doing? - Services.

- Errol, get down from there. - Social?

You think I wouldn't throw it, do you? - I don't think you want that, Errol.

- What the fuck?

Let Alfons go or I'll throw it in.

- Let him go!

Are you okay?

We'll talk about that later. Artiste down. Quietly.

- But they'll get us.

It's over with getting caught.

Come down. Come on.

Do you notice how the baby's heavy, yet light at the same time?

She mustn't scream when her mother takes her.

She's stopped being afraid. So be very careful.

- How?

- Like on a bike. - Back straight and eyes front?

- Yes.

Gently.

Now you can believe you've passed the hardest bit.

Now you can handle all of it.

- We'll drive you to hospital, then you're done here.

- You may have to wait, but …

If the Superintendent would let me speak to the lady there, I'd be grateful.

- Yes of course, of course.

- I'm fine here.

Lots of animals.

Although it's the whole town actually.

And I deal in tricks and stuff. Real, real tricks.

Shouldn't we go now?

- No, I'm going to rest. Just rest.

It's him and me now. Do you understand?

- No, I have to go.

- Help! Can someone help me?

She's going to help me.

Now she's going to help me.

Is that from that dog?

- Yeah. Her name is Zenda.

She has the same.

- Errol? Are you ready? Sofija's coming soon.

Bye bye. - Bye.

- Go in and sit down.

Bye.

- Bye. See you tonight. - Bye.

Do you recognise it?

- Yeah, but then it wasn't that long ago.

I was so small then.

- But you're big now.

Yes, I'm big now.

Where's Zenda?

Has something happened?

No …

At least …

Yes.

What's her name?

That's Zacco and that's Bruno.

- The family don't mind dogs, do they?

- No, I can't imagine that. They run a pet store.

- Right then. Errol?

This one is yours.

Zacco, Bruno …

and Alfons.

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