Blondie Page #2

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- Kisses!

- Kisses...

- I usually do this.

- Not today, Elin. We don't have time.

- Stop being silly.

- What do you mean? I'm not silly.

- Shut up!

- Oh, sorry.

- What's the matter?

- Nothing...

Nothing's the matter.

Everything's fine...

- Something's up with her.

- "Something's up. I'm silly."

- How the hell are you?

- Oh, so you're a doctor and a model?

- Or neither, perhaps. Which is it?

- F***ing b*tch!

Come here.

- Thanks.

- Thank you. Bye!

- Come on, girls.

- Hello.

- Would you come with me, please?

- Excuse me'?

- Excuse me? How's the dessert done?

- We're not serving the dessert.

- Why? Who is?

- I don't know. Isn't it a buffet?

- Some things ought to be served.

- It'll work out fine.

Can you take a break?

Hello? Yes, speaking.

- I'm sorry, Kattis.

- What the hell is wrong with you?

You're above the rest of us.

Why did you even come home?

Here, get in.

- You're a real f***-up!

- I didn't mean for this to happen.

Yeah well, it did.

So how was work last night?

- You can't ride with us. Get out!

- Honestly?

Get out of the car. Get out!

Get out of my car!

I was at the crayfish party.

Why don't you sing that song again?

Sing it to us. Go on!

"Stina was sitting..."

- So mom had a thing with a German?

- Yes, with several.

- What were their names?

- Helmut.

- All of them?

- No...

Here's to Helmut!

Hooray! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!

Cheers!

For Sigrid-

who turns 70 today.

I'll be darned - 70 years old!

Who would believe me,

looking at her today?

- Well, my dear Ingrid...

- Oh no!

- That funny! I'm not Ingrid.

- No, my mistake.

- A slip of the tongue...

- You're worse than the King.

I think... Wait, I don't know...

I think I'm having a heart attack.

- What's going on?

- I don't know.

What's going on? What's wrong?

- What's wrong?

- I can't breathe.

- Easy! Do you know where you are?

- Yes... Yes, I know.

Don't hover over her, she needs air.

Just stay calm and breathe.

- There you go...

Embarrassing.

You'll feel much better after this.

There!

Mother...

Happy 70th birthday!

That's a big deal!

It's a big deal.

We're so happy for you,

and we're proud to be here today.

Having you for a mother

is truly something to be proud of.

At least, I am.

Mother...

- You want things to be good.

- Things are good.

For you to look at me,

at your daughters, and be proud.

- Well, I am.

- That goes for Lova and me.

You want to be a good daughter.

We want... That's what you want.

We have had such a hard time

finding you a gift.

It's hard to find something

for someone who has everything.

But happy birthday!

Thank you, sweetheart.

That's enough, it was great.

- Cheers, everyone!

- Cheers!

For our mom, who's turning 70!

That's insanely old...

Bravo! Bravo!

What the hell? There's a fire...

There's a fire. There's a damn fire!

- What is going on?

- There's a fire!

- Get a fire-extinguisher!

- Be careful, Janne!

Janne!

Come here, it'll be OK.

Daddy's going to take care of it.

- You got it?

- Looking good. That's good!

I think it's a damn...

It's just a suitcase!

- Did you put it out?

- It was just a suitcase.

- Hello? We're leaving now.

- No.

- Yes, we're staying with grandma.

- I don't want to.

- They don't want to.

- No, I can see that.

Isn't it better if we do something

fun together? A road trip, an outing?

- Bye-bye, daddy.

- Bye.

- What's this?

- I'm cooking for us.

Does it say potatoes with peel?

It's hard to read.

- Put your glasses on.

- I am, sweetheart.

Not my reading glasses...

It says potatoes, but that's fine.

I'm sure you've rinsed them?

- Yes, I think I did.

- Perhaps you should peel them.

There are so many black spots.

- Are you excited about the dog meet?

- Sorry?

- Are you excited about the dog meet?

- I don't know about excited...

But it's tradition,

so I guess I'll go.

- Lova and I can care for the house.

- Sure.

I'd like... I'm a bit tired

of all this running around.

- Are you cooking?

- Yes.

- Do you want my help?

- Sure. Peel these mini-onions.

- The shallots?

- Right, that's what they're called.

- Aren't you bored here?

- Yes, it's pretty boring.

I'll get it.

Don't you think we've seen enough

of each other?

Grandma!

- The soup was very good, Elin.

- Thanks.

- Where is it from?

- A friend made it one night in Paris.

Mom, is it OK if we stay here

for a while?

- Here?

- She wants us to leave.

- You don't want us here?

- She said so earlier.

No, I didn't say that.

What kind of spices did you use?

You know sometimes

you're a f***ing a**hole!

Either way, I have a trip planned.

There's a dog meet.

I can't stay here.

- I'm the one who should leave!

- Elin!

I'm messed up, I'm the problem!

I should leave this damn house.

- I'm the one with the problem, right?

- I don't want to hear this.

Stop running,

and start caring about someone else!

Kattis is in there, wanting to stay,

and you don't care worth a damn!

- Stop it, Elin!

- The hell I will! She doesn't care.

Katarina, you're welcome to stay here

for as long as you want.

But you're leaving, aren't you?

You have a very, very important life

somewhere far from here, don't you?

Since when do you care

about what goes on here?

I was 15, a f***ing teenager,

when you sent me to Milan.

- Hey...

- I was a child, and you sent me away!

- You threw a child out of the house.

- Don't you blame me!

Don't blame me

for what your life is like!

I only blame you for being a psycho.

I was 15 years old -

a f***ing teenager!

And you told me

I didn't have to come back.

- You know something?

- What?

I'm having an affair

with a guy at work.

He's a medical intern

and a lot younger.

- Oh, sorry. Do you want to know this?

- Yeah.

- What, does Janne know?

- No. Are you crazy?

Well, you stop caring

after a while, don't you?

No...

- Look!

- Yes...

They're getting a bit old.

Perhaps we should trim them.

Should we pick some

to put on the table? I love that.

- Yes.

- Should we?

You or I?

Their stems are tough,

perhaps it's not a great idea.

- Have you gained weight? I think so.

- No, I haven't!

I don't know

if I should ask you about...

Do Elsa and Lovisa need

some stuff as well?

Should I bring something for them?

This is so hard...

Well, yes... Of course.

Hey, I'm sure it'll be OK.

Or, well, I don't know...

- Why is she so mean? I don't get it.

- I don't know.

She drugged me.

That's pretty mean too, right?

Maybe I'm heading for a

collapse one of these days as well.

Hello!

- Come, sweetie!

- How are they?

Good, except for little Minnie

who's been ill.

She's been to the vet 7 times

this fall. It's awfully expensive.

- But she's much better now.

- And how are things with you?

- See you later!

- See you. Take care now!

There you go, sweetie.

- So V is forward?

- Yep, V.

Why won't he die?

Why can't I shoot him?

- Well, those are your friends.

- But I want to shoot them.

I don't think... That's your team,

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