Here's Your Life Page #5

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The same...

Don't worry, Wiberg.

Your turn will come.

Patience is a virtue...

"Yea, though I walk through

the valley of the shadow of death,"

"Wiberg will fear no evil..."

Come on.

No!

-You bastard!

-You rascal!

I'm sure that your God

will report this.

Comrades. You have started

this organisation as proof

that all people are united

and make up humanity.

Every person is a special person.

You are a special person.

Everything is up to you,

since only you are you.

But you cannot live by yourself.

You have to believe in the worth

and dignity of others.

In their...well...in their way...

...and in their great mission:

to create happiness out of misery.

You stand here and are you.

You are you, but you have to be

in contact with the others.

It's necessary.

Yes...

We have a list here

for you to sign.

It's about a common strike.

Bloody hell! Dammit!

-No, no!

-You bastard!

Here it comes!

I can't strike. My wife is ill,

so I'm going to work.

And you think that's wise?

What about the future?

If we don't do anything now,

there'll be hell to pay.

-I have to think about...

-We have to stick together!

Don't let those capitalists...

Think about Bjrkman!

I have children, and

you have a duty towards the State.

Damn traitors! Children!

Can't you think about the future?

Damn...

Bloody idiots.

Eh?

You're crazy as well!

I'm writing a letter to the paper.

You should write one, too.

Yes, but then it would have to be

something purely scientific.

People don't want to know

about profound things.

It's moonshine.

It's not bad.

-I've drunk worse.

-Imagine...

...that everyone here

spoke Esperanto.

Yes?

I've forgotten

what I was going to say.

It was something about Esperanto.

Ah yes...

If everyone spoke Esperanto...

Yes?

...that would really be

a great leap forward.

Olof, you go home, now.

You're drunk...

Come on.

Wait here. I'll follow you home.

Dammit!

THE SEVENTEENTH SONG

ULYSSEUS ARRIVES IN THE TOWN

I'll burn the whole thing down.

The cinema and you.

You're so arrogant that

you should be shot in the chest.

Everything's gone to hell

with the shooting gallery and...

Don't think that Olivia will give up.

Olivia never gives up.

They call me "Queen Olivia".

You bet!

Never give up!

I don't understand myself.

I didn't like the man,

but he followed me...

Then I got drunk.

I'm unhappy.

Damn...

Come, come, come...

Come, come...

I just wanted you to thank me...

...for teaching you.

I've got someone waiting.

You're so handsome.

Tomorrow at this time,

you'll be well on your way.

Dear child, you don't want to

freeze your ears.

Hold this.

In memoriam Per Oscarsson

(1927-2010)

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