Here's Your Life Page #4

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and the third doesn't weigh enough.

And then there's one who's crazy,

and another one

who's in the military.

The girls don't want to

sit astraddle.

Even if they wanted to,

it's not good for them.

You've run away, right?

So we have to get the police

when that day comes.

Everyone runs away, sooner or later.

One day, I'll run away, too.

I've done it before.

It's difficult not to.

I haven't run away.

I've just finished a tour.

A tour... Is it sobriety

or the carny?

Cinematography.

I'm on holiday.

On holiday...

-A holiday?

-He's run away, but I don't care.

No, I don't need to run away.

The coffee was excellent.

You whippersnapper...

-You like it here?

-Yes, under the circumstances.

But they don't have

a proper dance pavilion.

I haven't seen one, at least.

There are not many young people

either. In other places...

There's a dance at Nilsson's

on Saturday.

In the storehouse.

But they're normally really drunk.

They can only take one schnapps.

People haven't learnt to take more.

But in some places I've been...

-Have you seen any films?

-They were here last winter, but...

Now I'm feeling much better.

Don't!

Oh my God...

Maja...

But it's nothing. Everyone...

Stay here.

Yes.

Knowledge is the way

to success.

Without knowledge

man is not worth much.

It's through knowledge

that we can beat poverty and need.

That's why knowledge

is so necessary.

Yes...

There will be a day when they

will look in old protocols,

to seek the first efforts

made by the workers.

Through a longing

for better times,

at a time when the hungry

learnt to take a battle.

Under a smiling sun

among flowers and singing,

prophets have told us

there will one day

live a happy race,

after many sorrows

have gnawed at us.

They say that you're selling

newspapers when you put up ads.

-Is it for the Salvation Army?

-No.

I've got nothing against socialist

papers, but there are limits.

I'm a radical myself, but you should

never mix politics and business.

Business is business.

You're representing my company.

I didn't sell any papers,

I was giving them away.

But there must be an end to it

right now!

Then you can go to hell!

Damn cheeky brat!

Clear out at once!

I won't stand for anything.

It's to avoid catching a cold.

Just have a look. That will

come in handy in the future.

That's from a knife. It was

a close call. It was like pneumonia.

A lot of people

have been courting me.

That's Gustavsson.

He's a member of the organisation.

Hello.

Right. Tomorrow, I'll be off.

Swedish lad

Wherever you're sailing to...

I can't stand it any longer. I'd

marry anyone who was stupid enough.

Can't you be my man?

A fortune-teller told me

that you would come.

Where's the mark?

Not that. The other one.

I'm a famous person.

Men have always loved me.

-I might as well leave.

-Go. Run. Fly!

If you're afraid I'll finish you off.

Everyone has been nasty to me.

My whole life.

My whole damn life!

-You should have lived in the south.

-The south!

It's the same damn mess there.

I know it.

They look like barons, but talk about

unhappy homes and unhappy money.

It's no better than here.

Not one bit!

What do you know?

That the Earth is round.

And that's all you know.

But it's completely flat.

Children...

Nonsense.

You're as dumb as a herring.

A dead herring.

I love you.

Strange impulse to imitate,

where do you come from?

Are you an inherited loan

from the ape?

You wondrous flame

that warms me so.

That can consume a spirit.

You weren't there in Paradise,

nor at the time of Creation.

There you have the best proof

that the Lord's chosen people

never employed you as

the interpreter of the Spirit.

To make images

was considered sinful.

That it's not the case today

is due to progress.

I much prefer the answer

that Art is just a preparation,

an emergency measure,

a surrogate...

Please stop that.

It makes me feel lousy.

That'll cost madam.

Yes!

Well, then...

Have you heard anything

from the power company?

Yes. I'm going there next week

to talk to a Mr Ljung.

I see. But it drags on.

They probably have a lot do.

-Maybe nothing will come of it.

-No, maybe not.

"L Svensson learnt

from trustworthy witnesses"

"that members had been seen

inebriated in the streets."

"O Persson also found it

unworthy of members"

"to not only inebriate themselves,"

"but also to make fools of themselves

in front of mocking reactionaries."

"He also found it a trifle

to be struck from the protocol."

"Which was done.

Decided to organise a dance."

"A poem was read by the second

secretary. Date as per above."

"O Persson, second secretary."

They say that you've been

with a circus princess.

-Do they?

-Or if it was the shooting gallery.

I've found a place here in town.

You'll find someone here.

They'll all hover around me.

I'm leaving quite soon. I've got

a place at the power company.

-You can get burnt to death.

-You have to take the risk.

They say that she drank a lot.

But I'm not sure it's true.

-Who was drinking?

-The queen of the shooting gallery.

I don't know for sure,

that's just what I heard.

You can stay if you want to.

You can have some if you want.

The other side has to be re-done.

That damn oil never goes away.

Dammit...

It's hard work. The cotton

waste goes into the centrifuge

and then the oil comes out again.

I'll do this until I'm dead and gone!

And all for 40 re an hour.

Damn capitalist scum!

But it'll explode. Put them up

against a wall and shoot them!

Yes, dammit...

The organisation's behind us.

They have to meet our demands.

It's a nasty business.

Killing children.

Nailing down the tongue.

Bolsheviks... What will people

like you do with people like us?

Take you out on the ice

and shoot you. Shoot you!

-Kill you, dammit! You first!

-What?

Get your "what-er" yourself.

I'll report you!

You can't do what you like.

Run! Run along, then!

We'll shoot you anyway.

With the report!

You mustn't misbehave.

Right, you mustn't misbehave.

You damn Bolshevik!

You come here and...

I'm a socialist. I don't know about

other things, but I'm a socialist.

Take it easy,

we won't shoot you.

We'll just put you in the centrifuge

to get the oil out of you.

-Do it again. It looks like...

-Jesus?

-It must be shiny!

-Damn Wiberg.

Damn Wiberg...

Down into this damn pit...

That's how you treat them!

Could you spare half a bowl

and a piece of bread?

-There are some hobos out there.

-Sure.

Thanks, lads.

Are you eating from the same bowl?

-We're practising.

-What do you mean?

For the future. The revolution.

When all the scumbags are dead

we'll be eating from the same bowl.

-A massive people's bowl.

-Nonsense.

Speaking of executions by shooting...

There's now a firing squad in Lule.

-Is there?

-10 men.

That's when they put the criminals

against the wall and shoot them.

-Right.

-Those selling out their own.

Have you ever seen a firing squad?

It's about two metres...

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