Someone You Love
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SOMEONE YOU LOVE
Thank you?
Living room
and piano there.
Kitchen there.
Your room here.
We have a great night
planned for you.
A lot of wonderful people will stop
Singer-songwriter Thomas Jacob
straight from his home in LA.
He'll sing for us.
You're rich, you're famous,
and you're clean again...
...and you're back here
to record new songs.
I'm here because my producer...
...wants to be in Denmark.
Her name is Molly Moe.
You can see her here.
And she's always with you
when you're recording.
She creates order
in my chaos.
I can come up with 10,000 ideas
for songs and music...
...but I wouldn't be able to put
a single song together without her.
She's vital to me.
Molly.
I was thinking
Can you continue forever to write...
...songs of painful love without
all the booze, divorces and drugs?
We agreed to talk about music and not
drugs, alcohol and divorce and crap.
I'm sick of it.
I can be unpredictable that way.
So can I.
Okay.
I'll go sing now.
So we saw you on TV.
Noa thinks it's cool that you're his
grandad. And he plays the guitar, too.
You're recording a CD?
Yes.
We start tomorrow.
Did you come straight
from LA or...?
So you're a bit jet-lagged...?
A bit.
And no wife these days?
No, and I thank
the gods for that.
Well, you have Kate.
If you want Thomas to autograph
your CDs, you should go get them.
Noa...
I'll ask you right out. You can say no.
Can you lend me some money?
I bought a new apartment, and there's
just been tons of stuff to handle.
How much?
60,000 kroner.
Yes...
We'll write an IOU, uhm
Talk to Kate.
Give her your account number...
My boss says I'll be
made partner in 2-3 years.
Damn it...
Not again.
What is this...
What is this?
Mom!
Mom!
Wipe your cheek.
I have all your CDs.
Yeah, yeah.
Okay...
Write
"To Noa from Grandad. "
I just sign my name.
Why aren't you
staying in a hotel?
I like being alone.
How old were you when you learned
to play the guitar?
I started out on the piano.
With my dad. He played in church.
The organ.
Is he dead?
Not that I know of.
Lucky you, huh, Noa?
I start preparing for tomorrow.
Don't forget to
thank Thomas.
Thank you.
Okay well, thank you, Thomas.
Thomas, hi!
Molly.
You look great.
You look like crap.
I can't wait!
How about mandolins?
I've had a thing about them lately.
You can't know that yet.
It's a duet...
Hi.
What are you doing here?
My mom's in the bathroom.
Hi. Sorry, but your Filipino said
it was okay to wait for you here.
We need to talk.
Close the door, please.
I should've called but...
No, no, stop.
You can't come and go as you wish.
Or tell me to close doors.
What What do you want?
More money?
Well?
My boss sent me home
on sick leave.
I have to go to rehab for 6 weeks
starting tomorrow morning.
Otherwise I'll be fired.
It's company policy.
Okay.
Good.
Noa gets up on his own in the morning,
and he does his homework.
Wait...
He doesn't have a dad and...
Hey!
I'm working in the studio.
But they'll fire me.
I'm working.
Okay. So what exactly
do you propose I do?
What can I do?
I'm working...
My mom's dead.
I have no one else.
Don't you have a
friend or something?
I'm working in the studio.
I'm recording. We're...
I can't.
No way.
F***.
Thanks.
No, no, wait!
You must have...
Thomas is in charge now.
Do as he says.
I'm just stressed, okay?
I'm going to a place to relax.
I love you so very,
very much.
It's okay, Mom.
Ear!
Eat, gorgeous boy!
Why don't you eat meat?
Meat is a disaster
for the human race.
It will be the end of us.
I like meat.
Normally my mom's not
that stressed out.
She just got promoted,
and we bought a big apartment.
And I got an iPhone.
She's not stressed.
She's on drugs.
Coke.
She smokes joints
and eats pills, too.
They'll keep her for 6 weeks,
and then she'll come home.
They keep her there?
They have to.
It makes you crazy.
You want to leave.
But you have to stay.
She's a good mom.
Yes just eat your meat.
Good night.
There.
And another thing...
I left my English books at home.
They're in one of the boxes.
We'll go get them tomorrow.
Okay?
Where do you sleep?
What?
Where do you sleep?
Please leave it open.
It's the red buildings.
Bye.
Bye-bye.
Jesus.
Mom?
I'm fine.
Are you crying?
Hello?
Mom?
I can't hear you!
Mom?
I think she hung up.
When can I visit her?
She needs to be left alone.
Doesn't she want
me to come?
Can't you go do something?
Why don't you do something?
Why are you just standing here?
Why aren't you
playing your guitar?
- I don't feel like it.
- I'm trying to work here.
I don't feel like it.
My old man he
drank like a pig.
He danced or fought.
He was violent. He used to hit me.
Do you know what I did?
I listened to music.
I listened to Son House.
And it all went away.
Who's Son House?
It's...
Never mind.
He was a musician.
He was my negro god.
Fantastic.
He played poorly.
But it had something.
I play poorly, too.
Well, so did he. But that's not the
You don't understand.
That's not the point.
It should be...
Go play your guitar.
It's the only thing that...
It's out of tune.
How did you learn to play?
From a DVD that
came with the guitar.
What chords do you know?
G.
And...
C.
And D7.
No minor chords?
A minor.
See?
1st fret.
The B string.
And A minor.
Try to find a rhythm.
Feel a flow.
It wasn't any good.
Okay.
And I've learned new chords.
A minor, D minor and E minor.
Great, sweetie.
And I'm learning
the barre chords.
Oh? Soon you'll
play a whole song.
Yes.
Don't go out too far.
No, no.
Thanks.
Would you like another one?
Yes, please.
Here you go.
Thank you.
I hate it here.
I can't even go downtown without
being chaperoned by two drug addicts.
You just have to
get through it.
They have a family program.
Therapy with the relatives.
They say we should ask our relatives
if they want to take part in it.
I mean, who do I ask?
My dead mother? Huh?
Should I give
her a quick call?
Where were you?
Where was I...?
When I was little...
Sure...
Listen...
We won't get a new
happy childhood back.
Now is now.
One day at a time.
One day at a time.
That's how it is for me, too.
be your daughter.
That's it!
I'm gonna get you!
Nah, I'm too old.
Good morning! She's here!
The one that's your daughter!
Come.
What happened?
I just feel miserable.
You bailed.
I'm the worst mom...
I should be looking after Noa.
He's my little boy.
I can't stay there.
I can't do it anymore.
I miss Noa so much.
We need our life back!
I want to go home!
I get so angry
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