Ego Page #4

- Everything's all right now.

- You look good, too, Dad!

Hi, it's Mia

Hi, Sebbe!

Hi!

Hi, Sebastian...

It's me, Mia!

Hi, Sebbe, it's me!

Hi, Sebastian, it's me, Mia!

"You're borderline", she says.

I said, "Finish your course

before you start diagnosing people. "

It's impolite, just because

you're studying psychology.

Hi...

- I can come back later.

- No, no, come in!

- So this is Mia?

- This is her.

- I guess I don't look like...

- Don't worry about it.

- Erik, Mia - Mia, Erik.

- I brought you some chocolates.

- Hey there.

- Hi, I'm Mia.

- How are you? How do you feel?

- Well...

Everything's brighter

and more colorful.

Dad looks fatter and Mom looks older.

Don't tell them I said that!

I heard you get to go home on

Wednesday. What will you do first?

I'm going to go back to my old life.

Like it was before the accident.

- Hi!

- Hey! Great to see you!

Cheers!

Hi, Sebastian, it's Mia.

Sorry you couldn't meet me yesterday.

I'm working all week, but maybe

we can go for a walk on Friday?

- Everything all right?

- I'm fine.

- How are the road trip plans going?

- Great. In fact...

- I'm sorry. Can I take this?

- Sure.

Hey! Lobster!

Yeah, great. I was wondering if

it's okay if I bring three friends?

Great!

No, just put them under my name.

Okay, see you later. Bye.

- Sorry.

- It's okay.

- Sebbe! Hi!

- Hi! Jessica.

- You remember Kristina?

- Of course.

- Erik told us what happened.

- It must have been awful!

Yeah, it was... difficult,

but I've moved on.

Sorry, this is Mia, an old friend.

- This is Jessica and Kristina.

- Are you going out tonight?

- Yeah.

- Sweet, maybe we'll see you.

- I'm sure we will.

- Nice girls.

- Yeah.

- Want to get some ice cream?

- I don't really have time.

- Have you written any music lately?

- No, I haven't felt like it.

- Don't give up! You're so talented.

- I know.

Is that really the kind of girls

you like hanging out with?

- What's wrong with them?

- I just thought you'd be...

That I'd be... what?

Honestly, Mia,

you don't know me.

You knew me when I was a different

person. I'm grateful for your help.

- But you have no idea who I am now.

- How can you say that?

Are you mad that

I don't look like that?

- I don't care what you look like.

- Okay...

- But it is weird that you lied.

- Well, I knew you liked Barbie dolls.

- That says more about you than me.

- What do you mean by that?

You lied about your looks and you

liked me better when I was helpless.

Now that I can see, you suddenly

have a problem with me.

I just wonder what happened to you.

We laughed at stupid girls like that.

No, I laughed at you

laughing at "stupid girls like that".

- You're obsessed with them. Drop it.

- You drop it! What's your problem?!

When will you dare to take a chance?

Go for your dream - you're so close!

Get a life! Find a handicapped

boyfriend if it turns you on.

- Seriously?

- Yes, seriously.

I just want you to succeed because

you're so good. Because I care.

- Thanks. That's great.

- What do you mean "great"?

- You'd rather be with one of those...

- Go on, what?

- You know what I mean!

- Yes, I would. Totally.

- You're a blind idiot!

- Nope, I'm not blind.

- Then open your eyes!

- Have a nice life.

You too!

- It's all I have.

- You have Maria and the kids.

This is the only hobby I have.

I don't have anything else.

Hi, are you looking

for anything special?

'Hi awake? '

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye.

You know what? This isn't

a very nice way to treat people.

- It's f***ing immature.

- I'm going to my grandma's funeral!

Yeah, yeah.

Your grandma dies often, doesn't she?

You don't even remember

sleeping with me before. Incredible.

Bye. Say hello to grandma!

I thought she'd take a hint,

but she calls me crying,

says she broke up with her boyfriend

for me, and I was like, why?

Women. Why are they so emotional?

So much drama!

- Sebbe?

- Huh?

- Don't you get tired of this sh*t?

- What sh*t?

I can't be bothered.

I'm going home.

- Who's going home?

- Sebbe, apparently.

- Come on, Sebbe! You've changed.

- Cool it. Don't be so emotional.

- So much drama!

- Yeah, yeah.

- Take care.

- Sebbe! Don't be so boring!

- Buy your own drinks, Oskar!

- You suck!

Loser!

Sebbe?

Oh! Excuse me?

- Do you ever see Mia?

- No, not for a while.

Such a nice girl.

Pretty and sweet and ambitious.

- You're not in touch at all?

- We don't hang in the same circles.

But you two seemed so close.

We didn't have much choice.

She was here yesterday with a letter

for you. In the drawer.

- Is this it? Nothing else?

- No, that's all.

Thanks.

Can you tell us something about

yourself that's not on the form?

Like what?

Something that makes you

different, or special?

Let's try an easier question. When

did you decide to become an artist?

I remember it was on my brother

Theo's eighth birthday.

When all the kids had gone home,

Theo and I went upstairs

to play with his presents.

He'd gotten a Millennium Falcon

space ship,

plus all the Star Wars action

figures, and I was super jealous.

We were playing and MTV was on.

And it was Tracy Chapman

with the live version of Fast Car.

And I remember

we both just stopped playing,

all at once, and looked at the TV.

I saw how fascinated he was.

I was only six,

but I thought to myself, "This is

what I'm going to do with my life. "

I begged Mom to buy me a guitar,

and she did.

Then... Theo got sick that summer.

He died six months later.

So he never got to see...

...that I kept practicing.

Apart from Theo, music

is the only thing I've ever loved.

- You have one new message.

- Hi, Mia, it's Sebastian!

I guess you're working.

I just wanted to say I auditioned

for Star Struck today and I made it.

I'll be on TV on Saturday, live.

So I just want to thank you for

sending in my demo and everything.

Oh, I have another call.

I miss... Take care,

and thanks a million again. Bye.

Hi, Mom!

No, not much.

I'm going to be on TV on Saturday.

It's almost time for the show

you've been waiting for all summer.

Sweden's biggest talent show...

It's extremely important

that you're on time.

- Nervous?

- Nah...

I'm sure it's going to go great!

Screaming psychos, alcoholic mothers,

cut-up junkies...

All of them come before me!

Our next talent is

a guitarist and singer.

All the way from stermalm...

- Are you married?

- No, but I'm banging your wife.

She's unclean!

...that you'll want to hang with.

A big hand for Sebastian Silverberg!

- Quiet, quiet, Sebastian's on!

- Come on, son!

That was Sebastian's twist

on Robyn's Hang with Me.

- Over to you, Josefin.

- What can I say? You were awesome!

Thanks.

- Lars?

- Powerful. Very good!

I just hope people vote for your

voice, not your good looks!

- He was wonderful!

- Wasn't he!

To vote for Sebastian Silverberg,

dial 08-205080.

- Did you call from both phones?

- Yes, I have both!

Every vote counts!

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