Bjerga Hotell Page #4

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- Where is it?

- At the end on the left.

- Come on.

Yes...

Yes... I have a wife, 2 kids

and a dachshund.

We live in a house, or rather...

a townhouse.

And we have a country place on land.

So you haven't been bullied

at all then, or...?

No. I had a happy childhood. Or nothing

special, you could say, perhaps.

I didn't feel good.

I always suffered anxiety, like all of you.

The fact that I wasn't bullied,

or tortured by my mother

doesn't mean I was happy.

All that I've felt about you

has been genuine.

I love you, Ann-Sofi.

- I love you.

- No!

- My beloved!

- Get off me!

If you forgive me, I promise

to leave everything for you.

I promise.

This is Lina. Hello?

- Hi, this is Henke.

- Hi, darling. How are things?

- Fine.

- I've been a bit worried.

You forgot to cancel your squash game

with Robert last Saturday.

I left messages for you but you

never rang back. How come?

- I'm not in Antwerp.

- What?

I'm not in Antwerp.

I'm not at a conference.

Uh? Where are you then?

I've met somebody else.

I've met someone else and I want a divorce.

What are you on about? How long has...?

I don't get it! What are you up to?

- I'm sorry, Lina.

- Henrik!

I'm sorry, forgive me.

- I've got some photocopies here I thought you might interest you.

- Here's one with Jesus on the cross. Here's a Indian being tormented

Here they're burning each other up...

but I don't think we'll get into that.

Here, Erika.

Here's a map, too.

This where the Mayan Indians lived.

Thanks.

It won't do to escape any pain you

might have. You can't do that.

But we've got an advantage in here. We can

create our own pain, and face up to it.

In here we can overcome that pain.

That's what this is all about.

Daring to take that pain... in here...

to our team... and work with that.

By learning to win over physical pain,

we'll be able to win over psychic pain.

As you can see, I've purchased

a few bits and pieces.

There are many ways they can be used.

I liked the whip.

But that doesn't mean it'll work for you.

The wire brush... What... how...?

You can take that. That can really hurt.

Best to follow your first impulse.

In my experience anyway.

There's no particular way of doing it.

Everyone can just do what they want.

In these pictures here...

Sure... we can do a group exercise as well.

But I thought we'd start off with Erika.

You can get started and we'll support you

and help you... through this.

Whatever you choose.

We'll see where we end up. It's free play.

This seems to be something you've invented

to gratify your own perversions.

Why do you have to drag US into it?

But we all agreed to this.

It's not my perversion...

Your "thing" then. We can tie you up again.

You like whips? We'll whip you.

Erika, we must dare to face our pain.

Try it.

You can try... don't be a coward.

You have to...

Don't forget there's a wedding tonight.

Hi.

A whisky, please.

When I woke up on the beach

completely naked...

I realised it was "time to grow up."

So then I moved home

and I've been slogging away since.

Here I am just talking about myself.

Who are you?

Who am I?

I'm an interior designer.

Nothing more?

- "More" what? Shall I...?

- "More" whatever you like.

Talk about anything you like.

OK.

I...I...

I had a son recently

who was injured at birth.

So I became depressed. I escaped

with my discussion group to get a break.

A break from myself.

No, I must go...

I think I should... go.

I must... go home.

- Are you sure?

- It's alright.

Boo!

So we sold the townhouse, the country

house, the dachshund, and moved to L.A.

Then it wasn't long before I met Jon.

Of course you get homesick sometimes.

But not that often, actually.

- Jon, which Jon?

- Bon Jovi. We're well connected.

As soon as we got into the studio,

it all started happening... full bore.

- Are you in music, too?

- Heavens no!

I've done some modelling, but the

industry's very shallow in LA.

Our friend from LA was on the same plane,

so she also lost her luggage.

- This is all I have to wear.

- Have you heard anything about the bags?

Boo!

- Have you seen Rikard anywhere?

- He went off a while ago.

- I think he's in the dining-room.

- Which is...?

- There. Free drinks for another hour.

- OK, thanks.

Sorry if I upset you.

It's okay.

I just don't know how I'll manage

to shut out my feelings.

No, I never said that.

I never said you should

shut your feelings out.

So what did you say?

You have to face up to your feelings.

You must learn to cope with your feelings.

Boo!

- Who are you?

- I'm...

A person, a sort of male person.

You look like an ape.

It's boring here.

I think the wedding's super-boring.

I know. It is.

Want to see my Indians?

Do you have Indians?

- Whereabouts?

- In my room. Mayan Indians.

You have Mayan Indians in your room?

But they're nice Indians.

Yes. One of the biggest misunderstandings

in modern history...

That the Indians fought all the time.

They were quite nice, as...

- What's your name? - Max.

- As Max says.

What's your name?

- Rikard.

- Do you want to come to my room?

We're sitting here, and he's having dinner.

- No.

- Bring the Indians down here.

No... come to my room...

Please! Please! Please!

Maybe we could... just for a bit.

Is this it?

Quick... quick!

Where are they?

You got nice stuff, eh?

A wolf..and here's mummy Indian.

Wow! Check out these great Indians!

- That's a tepee isn't it?

- No, it's a mountain.

Look at this! You attack me,

I defend myself with horses.

OK, it's war then.

Give him a death-blow!

He ended up on his stomach.

"Hi, how are you going?"

"I'm going to spit fire on you."

Sometimes it's hard to know

who's done what.

I heard what you did.

Whether it's his music or mine.

- Excuse me... have you seen Max?

- No.

- Hey, baby. How's it all going?

- Where's our son got to?

Haven't a clue.

I thought he was with you.

He must be around somewhere.

I've no idea.

- Won't you come with me?

- Alright!

She is really cute, Dad,

but it's my wedding day for f***'s sake!

- Did you f*** Dad?

- What the hell...?

- Have you f***ed my Dad?

- No, I have not.

Okay... fine...

- Now the shampoo...

- No!

- And balsam.

- You too.

- There's cream in my hair.

- Do you get it all out?

- This is horrible.

- Sorry, it was a little too hot.

- I'm getting it in my eyes.

- It hurts my eyes too.

Wait, wait! Towel!

Come on... calm down.

He's crazy!

I'm glad I decided not to join you in the

bath. Don't just sit there laughing.

My colleague saw a man, a woman

and a little boy walking up the stairs.

- What's that... yes!

- No, Rikard. Stop it now.

There are chemicals in the pens.

There's a paper you can draw on.

Little rascal... eh?

- Draw your picture here.

- That's no fun!

- It's scary!

- Yes, it's scary!

I'll do his stomach.

How's that! There... and there...

and there...

Max!

- What the hell are you doing?

- This is our room!

- Get up.

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