Alla alskar Alice Page #9

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-Can't you sleep here with me?

-No, I'll sleep in there.

-Please...

-No.

You will sleep like a log.

I know that.

Alice, sorry I flared up before today.

I'm just like that.

If I become angry, then I become angry.

But lots of goodies also.

If I become glad, then I become glad also.

I just want to say that I think

you are such a nice girl.

I will tell you a secret.

Something not even Johan knows about yet.

Before I got Patrik, I expected

another child, a girl.

The first time I felt her

kicking inside my stomach-

-then I knew immediately

that this was a little Alice.

I don't know why, i just knew.

'Her name will be Alice.'

But when I was going to give birth

then there was something wrong, so... she died.

I still don't know what was the cause.

Then I meet a wonderful man and

she has a girl called Alice!

Isn't it strange?

That woodcutter...

Was he her father also?

Oh, Patrik...

Does he lie?

Never.

It's just that...

What is the truth for Patrik perhaps

not always is the truth for others.

His father and I had a rock band

called Wood Machine.

We had strange names back then.

But his father didn't want to admit

that Patrik is his son.

He doesn't even want to talk to him.

Patrik dreams about him all the time.

Good night then, Alice.

Sleep well.

See you tomorrow.

ANNA:
Ouch!

My God, how will this end?

(GROANINGS)

Pontus...

There is a ghost in there.

-I'm afraid, I want to sleep with daddy.

-Come, I'll go with you.

-Is the ghost here?

-Maybe. We must be quiet.

ANNA:
God!

-What are they doing?

-They are dreaming.

Go in and tell.

Daddy, there is giant ghost in there

with giant claws and giant teeth!

-What?

-A ghost...

-A ghost?

-Yes.

-Why do you think it's a ghost?

-Alice told me. I want to sleep here.

-Here?

-Yes.

-Alice says...

-Hmm...

JOHAN:
Well, we must go in and look for the

little ghost then.

(KNOCKING)

(THUNDER)

Daddy, daddy, daddy!

There is someone out there.

I get it!

Scaring your little brother...

There is someone out there.

It's true. It's scarey.

(KNOCKING)

(KNOCKING)

JOHAN:
Yes, yes...

-Hello, Johan.

-Hello.

-What are you doing here?

-We came to collect the children.

-In an easy manner, for the sake of the children..

-Collect? What are you saying?

-Don't take it personal.

-Are you making fun of me?

-Grandma!

-My dear.

Now everything is okay.

Don't be afraid anymore.

-You must explain...

-Put on your clothes, Alice.

And help Pontus. We wait here.

Now, tell your wife that she must

tell me what the hell is going on.

-Sonya, we can't just...

-Henry, tell them now.

-Johan...

-Yes?

Don't take it personal, but

when your own daughter asks for help...

Lotta was in despair when she

heard Alice's cries for help.

'Cries for help?'

Here is Lottas's phone.

You can hear what Alice is saying.

Johan, perhaps you should ask

grandpa and grandma to walk in.

-No.

-Yes.-Welcome to our cottage.

Hello, my name is Anna Solberg

and I am Johan's wife.

So far, isn't Lotta Johan's wife?

Anna Solberg, Johans wife, that is.

Welcome to the cottage.

I'm Henry.

-That was kind...

-My husband is very polite.

I like that in a man.

In women as well.

Patrik, my son. You were lucky who

managed to avoid the rain.

Yes, perhaps we can offer you

a warming brandy??

-A small one.

-Are you sure?

-Nej, rather a big.

-Yes, I have.

Johan, now you hear yourself

how Alice is with you.

Sorry, dad, sorry.

I didn't mean all that.

I was just so sad and angru.

You don't have to aplogize.

You feel what you feel.

-Where isr Lotta?

-Does it matter?

I want to talk to Lotta.

Do you really have to answer in that way?!

Absurd! You come in the middle of the night

and pull up the kids who are sleeping.

By consideration, if you recognize that word.

Sonya lversen, and you talk about consideration?

You don't know what consideration is, damn it.

-Johan...

-Damn!

-Where is she?

-Down at the bridge.

Here...?

Yes, we came by taxi boat.

They are waiting to tack us back.

Okay then...

Perhaps it's better that

we let Henry collect Lotta.

Dad, I want to talk to you.

Alone! Come!

Well, perhaps we should also

have a glass of brandy.

-Only a little, thank you.

-Woops. Sorry, a little too much perhaps.

Cheers, then. For Alice!

I don't want you to be sad.

You are my dad. You must not cry.

I'm not crying.

Don't worry.

Everything is my fault.

No.

Alice, nothing that happened is your fault.

Yes, because I said what I said in the phone

and now mom has come here for me.

But... dad, look what I'm wearing.

They are waiting for you now.

What to say?

Yes...

No, let's go.

You may go home this time.

Yes, nothing more to it.

but I want you to go too.

-Shall really me and Patrik...?

-I'm not going to stand on the quay for myself.

They are coming now.

Goodbye.

Don't you want me to go there?

No, you know...mom... Well, you get it.

We'll not meet this weekend

but the weeken after that, honey.

-I call you tomorrow.

-Yes.

-Bye bye, Anna and Patrik.

-Bye bye.

Oh, my dear child!

How I have longed for you.

-How I have longed!

-I have longed for you too!

-Anything particular you are angry with?

-That they are not listening.

I love both mom and dad

and want to be with both of them.

But they always argue over the phone

about where I should be and not be.

What are you trying to say

which they don't listen to?

I don't want to feel myself as a letter

which is thrown between two places.

I want to feel secure wherever I am.

LOTTA:
Look! Do you remember we were

fishing there last year? How nice!

Hello!

Welcome! Welcome!

Oh, my God, so great to see you!

-Have you been driving in a cab? Are you crazy?

-The folding top broke down by the wind.

Aren't you freezing?

LOTTA:
It's bigger.

TlNA:
Yes, I have added to it.

LOTTA:
And the stable, it smells so good.

I can smell the horses.

TlNA:
No, Alice, here!

LOTTA:
Have you enlarged?

TlNA:
No...

TlNA:
There you see. I told you it was

a long time ago you were here. Come in!

Livingroom, bedroom and a small kitchen.

Not fancy but clean and warm.

LOTTA:
Very nice! We will like it here.

- Won't we, Alice?

-I long for dad.

-What? Isn't it beautiful? Come!

Yes, very nice!

All these horses came by sea from

Iceland when they were 5-6 years old.

-When can they return back home then?

-This is their home.

But to their parents.

No, those who have travelled from Iceland

can not go back.

-Sometimes maybe.

-No, those are the regulations.

This is a mom. Her name is Fina.

And her name is Stierna.

-But the dads then?

-No, they cannot see their dads again.

No, Alice!

No... damn.

I didn't think about that. -Alice!

The news.

How can I help you?

-Hi, I'm Alice Lindberg.

-Hi there, Alice.

Hi, I want to talk to dad.

He is reporting in USA.

-But I can't reach him.

-He came back today. One moment..

Foreign editorial department, Johan Lindberg.

Hello? Who is this?

-Dad...

-Is it Alice?

My dear little girl, I have called

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