Dag och natt
- Year:
- 2004
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DAY AND NIGH #For most people,Tuesday, Sept. 9,
2003 was a day like any other.
#For one person, though,
this day was special.
#On this day,
40-year-old Thomas Ekman,
#a respected architect
and a family man,
#put a bullet in his brain
at 8:
03 pmbought for this purpose.
- Put on your seat belt.
- All right...
- Why did it die?
- It was old.
Could you drive faster?
Why? The light's red.
- Mum will be angry if I'm late.
- We'll make it.
- Will you pick me up afterwards?
- After what?
- After school.
- No.
- That's typical.
- What do you mean?
You could have come over
to Mum's place with me.
- Are you sad, Dad?
- No, why should I be?
You just seem sad, that's all.
No.
It's because I'm going on a trip...
I guess.
- Don't nag.
Why did you buy such fast car?
I'm driving as fast as I can.
We'll make it in time.
Why didn't you buy a cheap car
- Mum says you drink.
- She does?
And that she caught you
screwing another woman.
- That's not true.
- That's what she says.
Many more than you ever will.
And I soak myself in booze,
Like right this minute?
No, not right now.
Who cares, you're still my dad.
Well, you are.
- Mum will find you a new dad.
- No.
And I bet he'll be a better dad too.
Mum says you'll always be my dad,
even if she meets someone.
Has she met someone?
- Already?
- Yes, just like you.
- You've got that bimbo.
She can go to hell,
so Mum can come back.
She has someone new.
- Who is he?
- I'm not allowed to tell you.
- Mum said I wasn't to tell you.
- Tell me!
Mum told me not to.
Do I know the man? She didn't say
you couldn't tell me that, right?
What's his initial?
J.
- Jakob.
- Don't tell Mum.
Promise?
It doesn't matter anyway...
I don't want to be a dad.
I won't be a dad, not after today...
- You've got to!
- Aren't you listening?
I don't want to do it.
I can't do it. I don't feel anything!
I don't care what you say!
Do you hear that?
Do you think the divorce
was just a way to leave your mother?
I didn't want you when you were born,
and I don't want you now.
Now when you get out of this car,
you will be out of my life.
As if you never existed at all.
I want you to know
I'm a real bastard.
Haven't you realised that?
- No, you're not.
- Stop arguing with me!
- I'm a bastard.
- No, you're my dad.
- Look at the bird.
- Where?
Its beak.
- It's bloody...
I put rat poison in its food.
It fell off its perch, twitched,
spit up some blood and died.
I killed your bird.
I killed your bird. I did it!
Hello, Jakob, it's Thomas.
All right if I come around an hour
from now and drop off the keys?
Out in front of the lobby?
Good. Bye.
Hi!
Give me a kiss, for God's sake.
- I thought you were busy today.
- I am.
- I'm going to get streaks done.
- Jump in. Just do it.
I know what you want.
- Where are we going?
- For a drive.
Exciting...
- Did you drop him off at school?
- Yes.
Was he sad about the bird?
- No.
- Good.
Listen, I want to ask you something.
What have I meant to you?
- Why do you ask?
- I want to know.
I'm not sure what to say.
- I have meant something, haven't I?
- Yes.
So tell me.
Because of you
I don't feel as lonely anymore.
- Is that it?
- That's not too bad.
What do you think
it's like in New York?
I don't know...
I wonder where I'll go shopping.
What do you think?
You should buy something for Emil.
Have you thought of that?
Has he said anything?
Have you asked him what he'd like?
- No...
- Haven't you asked him?
Well, you'd better ask him.
Yes, I will.
Sarah, listen to me...
Listen.
- I'm listening.
- I want you to pay attention.
I can't do this anymore.
- What can't you do?
- Everything.
- Does that include me?
- Yes.
- It does.
You never say anything, you don't
share your thoughts or your feelings.
I can't take it anymore,
we're through.
- I don't want to hear it.
- What if I need you to be strong?
That's not the deal,
you're supposed to take care of me.
- What about me?
- Go to a therapist, or a whore.
What if I need you to listen to me?
For you to listen to me?
with that b*tch?
It doesn't matter
if she's f***ed up.
The mother always has the advantage.
You don't stand a chance in court.
- Make the best of it...
- I'm telling you that's not it.
We're not going to New York.
Then where are we going?
I'm going on my own.
What about me?
- I can't be bothered.
- Give me one last chance.
I promise I'll make it better.
- I'm sorry if I've hurt you...
- It's too late.
- Tell me what you want, I'll change.
- It's too late. We're through.
I know I'm not perfect.
I need you in order
Tell me what you want me to change,
and I'll do it.
You're all I have.
I can't make it without you.
Please? Give me one more chance.
You and I
You're such a f***ing coward!
You're an impotent old man.
And you've got
the smallest dick in the world.
Did you really think
it did anything for me?
Did you think it was for real?
You're such a loser.
I've had a hundred lovers
that were better than you.
Listen to me, you aren't
getting off the hook that easy!
F*** me...
F*** me!
Hang on... - That swimming complex
leaks, you know.
- Get in.
- Do you have the keys?
Wait a minute...
Hello?
Take me to McDonald's, I'm starving.
This phone is a piece of crap.
- Hi.
- Hi, Jakob.
Don't you want to go inside?
Say goodbye?
No, you're the one
I want to say goodbye to.
- It's funny, we can't find the leak.
- It's not my problem.
- You designed it.
- Finding the hole isn't my problem.
- Why did you quit?
- New prospects.
Did you have a problem with someone?
Who would that be?
- I need a change of atmosphere.
- Right, I understand.
- Have you considered it too?
- Considered what?
Considered what?!
- How are you? You seem nervous.
- I'm fine.
- Relax.
- I'm relaxed. Considered what?
- Starting over, with a new family?
- No, why should I?
I don't know, I thought you might
have met someone.
- What's going to happen in New York?
- Nothing, I hope.
What's this?
- That's bloody disgusting!
- Leave it alone. It's Emil's bird.
Right... I should
follow your example.
Only I'm too scared.
And I've got the house
and the summer place to think of.
I wish I could do something
that would make me feel alive.
Toss dog sh*t inside a car
I'm like a bird in a cage, shitting
now and then to prove I'm alive.
Maybe I'm dying, or getting old.
Or maybe it's the same thing?
I hate this life. You're born and
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