Summer with Monika Page #3

to calm down.

- Gran!

- I'm coming!

She took the roast!

Harry!

Why didn't you come help me?

I didn't know where you were!

You must have realized

I got caught!

You were to stay in the boat.

I thought you'd gone to pick apples.

If I'd stayed,

we'd have no roast now!

It was too risky!

I need proper food!

If you won't get it, I will!

My foot hurts.

I must have twisted it.

- Let me see.

- Don't! That hurts!

I'm sure it's nothing serious.

I'm sick and tired of all this!

I'm gonna have a baby,

and I have no clothes, no nothing!

I'm sure things

will get better soon.

Listen.

We can't go on like this.

We have to get married,

and I need a job to support us.

I don't want to go back!

We can't stay here.

It's getting cold.

No, I won't!

Harry...

why do some people have all the luck

while others are miserable?

We have each other.

- Isn't there any tea left?

- No, we used the last yesterday.

And we're out of kerosene.

We'll have to wait

till we get back.

It's been a lovely summer...

but everything changes

starting today.

Imagine being back in town.

We haven't been to the movies

since we saw Dream Girl.

No, we've been

in a dream of our own.

We're in town, Harry.

We're back home.

We'll make it.

We'll show 'em we can make it.

I have something to work for now,

and now I know how to.

You see, Vicar, my brother's been

in the hospital for six months,

so I have to look after

the young ones.

And the truth of the matter is,

Miss Eriksson's expecting.

And young though they are,

they want to get married.

How young are they?

Harry just turned 19,

and the girl's barely 18.

Yes, that's young indeed.

If it weren't for the child...

But we all feel...

- Excuse me.

Vicarage here.

Oh, hello.

You say 18,000?

Not at all.

Thank you very much.

Miss Lindstrom, they must apply

to the highest authorities.

We don't have

the necessary forms.

It's all taken care of.

I have the papers right here.

We were hoping

you'd handle the formalities,

and then we'd have

a quiet wedding.

I understand.

There are a few forms to fill out.

Stop worrying.

Maybe it's twins.

They'll call you

the minute it's over.

Yes, he's here.

For you, Lund.

Lund speaking.

It all went well? She's fine?

Thank you very much.

Well? What did she have?

A little girl.

Everything went well.

Almost seven pounds.

Get going now.

We don't want any fingers cut off here.

Come back in the morning...

sober.

Go home, put on your best suit,

and buy her some carnations.

Red ones?

At your age,

get the green ones.

- How are you?

- Okay.

What lovely flowers.

Are you disappointed

it's a girl?

You know I'm not.

It wasn't a Harry Junior.

- Shall we call her Monika?

- No!

June is much prettier.

June Monika.

Don't you want to go see her?

There, there.

Go to sleep now, little one.

Little Monika.

Go to sleep, little girl.

- Can't you quiet her down?

- You might have more luck.

No, she'll go to sleep soon.

"According to Pythagoras's theorem,

A + B = C.

Accordingly, the square of the sine

plus the square of the cosine...

It's advisable to apply this

to a practical application."

Monika, wake up!

It's 7:
30!

You woke me up to tell me that?

Auntie's coming.

I can't stand how she goes on

about "tidiness."

You said you wanted her to help.

I'm just glad she's taking the kid

while you're away.

Take this.

Will it be enough?

- I won't get fat on it.

You'll be back on Friday?

- That's the idea.

I'll get 25 kronor a day

for expenses.

Maybe I'll have some left over.

Why are we always so broke?

Things might get better.

Wait and see

when I finish school.

Yeah, but what about now?

We can't even afford the flicks.

We live like pigs.

Maybe we can go out

when I get back.

We can't go out.

And I've got

nothing to wear anyway.

I'll do what I can!

Don't forget to pay the rent.

Today's the last day, he said.

And I could use a new coat!

You're going away.

I get to stay here and be bored.

You can relax now that

you don't have to take care of June.

And don't forget to pretend for Auntie

that you've got a job.

Wasn't that a good idea?

I'd go mad

having the kid night and day.

Here's the old hag now.

Hello, Auntie.

Don't worry about me.

I'll manage.

Though it's been a long time

since my own were this little.

- It's very kind of you.

- One has to help.

I'm so happy

you got this assignment.

- Take care now.

- You too.

Next stop, Stockholm Central.

- We'll be home soon.

- I'm glad. We worked hard.

I never thought we'd get it

assembled in that small space.

The devil only knows

how we managed.

Tired, son?

- Not really.

I wouldn't be surprised

if you were.

It takes time to get used to.

It's only your third go.

The kid should have

a permanent position.

Talk to the engineer.

The last man we had snuck off

every time you turned your back.

Sure, the job's yours

if you want it.

I'll tell him you fit in well

and we all like you.

It's a damned pretty city

we live in.

Always a pleasure to see her.

- Stop daydreaming.

If you hurry, you'll have time

to see the missus before work.

Her jaw will drop

to see me back a day early.

"You must've really gone at it

to get home early," she'll say.

"Did you miss me that much?"

She may not welcome the surprise.

Someone else may be in her bed.

Nothing beats the city.

Here's to you, old girl!

I don't care.

Do what you like.

You have for a long time anyway.

It's impossible to talk to you.

Don't just stand there

staring into space!

We have to divorce.

We can't go on like this.

- You think it's all my fault. It's not.

- It doesn't matter whose fault it is.

You don't care about me,

just your studies.

I'm studying so we can be better off.

Always nagging about saving.

We never buy a thing!

You bought a new suit!

The rent could wait.

I needed it!

We could be evicted any day now.

I guess it doesn't matter anymore.

Goddamn it!

I can't take it anymore!

I should just find money

for the rent, right?

You got me pregnant!

Things wouldn't be like this!

I can't take any more.

I have to sleep.

We'll talk tomorrow.

I'll help you.

And I'm all ugly now.

We've got to sort this out.

I don't know

why it's come to this.

You don't care about me,

just you and your studying.

I want to have fun

while I'm still young.

I did it for both of us,

so we'd be better off when I finished.

- Always the same excuse.

- And what about you?

How many men

did you drag up here

while I slaved away

for your movie tickets?

- You're so crude.

- And what are you?

You even took that idiot Lelle

into our bed!

I was in love.

Don't hit me.

Don't hit me.

Trash, all of it.

Broken and bulky.

I'll give you a fiver for the lot.

Just be glad

we're hauling it away.

My husband paid 50 kronor

for that lamp, and the bed...

- All right... 7.50.

- And not a penny more.

Just a minute.

Thanks for looking after little Monika.

I'll take her now.

But can you and your father...

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