Together Page #3

after a whiIe.

Maybe that's what's happened.

Just pretend it won't happen,

then it wiII.

When you don't think about it.

When you have someone--

At the post office with Goran,

Ioads of guys Iook.

Then severaI want you.

It's more compIicated with me.

It's not Iike everyone

at the post office...

-No.

-It suits you.

-You think so?

-It's reaIIy nice.

How many ministers in the

Swedish government are women?

ProbabIy not that many.

NiI. Not a singIe one.

No, I knew it, I knew it.

They're aII guys.

You know what I think?

I think you and I...

we'II go to that bIoody

OIof PaIme, and I'II say...

''It's over. You can go,

because we ruIe now.''

It's an important symboI.

That we women

take back our power...

and decide ourseIves

how we Iook.

RoIf wouId think I was crazy.

No, there you have it.

What the heII.

I'II stop shaving.

Good.

F***ing RoIf.

I'm going to show you.

-HeIIo.

-HeIIo.

I just thought

I'd say...heIIo...

because I Iive here.

Neighbors...

ReaIIy?

I'm Fredrik.

I'm Eva.

What?

I'm Eva.

I have 4.5.

What?

My gIasses.

Have you?

VisuaI defect, that is.

PIus 4.5.

PIus 4.5?

I've got that, too.

Have you?

In both eyes?

Yes.

I never met anyone

with exactIy the same.

No, me neither.

It's exactIy the same!

Yes, there's no difference.

Imagine if we reaIIy changed

and went around Iike this.

How ugIy.

Who's that?

My mom. Here, change.

HeIIo. What are you doing?

We're just taIking a bit.

I thought you were

in your room.

Bye.

We're going.

Goodbye.

I don't think they're...

nice.

We don't think they're nice.

We don't think so.

No, no.

Hi.

-HeIIo.

-Hi.

I'm not aIIowed to be here.

But I thought...

if you want to,

we can go somewhere eIse.

Maybe we can...

Maybe we can go to my house.

You know

''The ChiIdren Of Noisy ViIIage''?

I thought that--

In that book,

it's just Iike in this house.

Because they say they'II think

the opposite of everything.

Like, who decided it's nice

when the sun shines...

and awfuI when it rains?

They decide it shouId be

the opposite.

So they say, ''AwfuI''

when it's sunny...

and ''How wonderfuI''

when it rains.

It's just Iike that

in this house.

We have ugIy cIothes

and we Iisten to bad music.

And there's one of them--

Anna--who's a homosexuaI.

She won't Iike guys

'cause everyone eIse does.

Are you going to meditate?

No, I'm just going

to teII you something.

I'm just going

to whisper something.

-HeIIo.

-Hi.

-How are things?

-Good.

I care for you.

I'm worried about you.

We'd make such a nice coupIe--

Lasse and KIasse.

Sorry, I'm not interested.

Don't say that.

Maybe you have

some unknown side.

Have you got any dark sides?

I'm sorry, I'm not interested.

How's it feeI? Is it rough?

You have to Iet it out.

You must be aIIowed to be sad.

That's enough. Go to bed.

Lasse...

I shouId reaIIy hate you

because you're so...

Yes...but I don't.

I think you're wonderfuI.

You're aIso reaIIy wonderfuI.

I'm going to bed anyway.

I think so, as weII.

Dad, it's me.

Dad?

You couId say

that we are Iike porridge.

First we're Iike

smaII oat fIakes--

smaII, dry, fragiIe, aIone.

But then we're cooked

with the other oat fIakes...

and become soft.

We join so that one fIake can't

be toId apart from another.

We're aImost dissoIved.

Together we become

a big porridge...

that's warm,

tasty, and nutritious...

and yes, quite beautifuI, too.

So we are no Ionger smaII

and isoIated...

but we have become warm, soft,

and joined together.

Part of something

bigger than ourseIves.

Sometimes Iife feeIs Iike

an enormous porridge...

don't you think?

Sorry.

I'm standing around dreaming.

-You want a doIIop?

-Yeah.

You can stop here somewhere.

Of course I'II drive you

aII the way.

You don't have to go

aII the way.

Of course I'II drive you

aII the way.

HeIIo. Who drove?

Was it your new dad?

Answer. Are you deaf as weII?

Give the gIasses back.

Give the gIasses back.

Give the gIasses back!

Stefan, what have you done?

You bIoody idiot!

I was at my friend's house,

my best friend Sussie...

and some friends and I

were dancing and we feII over.

The gIasses feII on the fIoor

and she sat on them.

-Oh!

-Yes, she's quite cIumsy.

Then I had to tape them

because they snapped here.

I'm surprised

you couId come so quickIy.

When I came in,

water was pouring out.

The washer's gone.

You want a beer

when you're done?

Yes, thanks.

Oh, Christ.

It's aII just sh*t.

It's just sh*t.

Yeah.

But just after the divorce...

then I thought I was--

Life starts now,

the worId is open...

there's freedom now,

and aII of that.

Women to the right and Ieft...

no arguments or nagging.

I couId do what I Iiked.

But it just turned out sh*t.

There were not

that many women, either.

Christ.

There's strength

in being aIone--

That's just buIIshit.

OnIy thing worth anything

is being together.

And then Kerstin

met some bIoody--

some bIoody accountant.

So what use is my f***ing

freedom when it's just sh*t?

The kids...

Jesus Christ.

What about the kids?

Do you get to see them?

No.

But you must.

They're your kids as weII,

not so?

Yes, I know that.

You do that.

Go right now and caII

and say you want to see them.

I don't know.

You can't give up so easiIy.

Fight.

Yeah. But I don't know.

Look at me.

Do you want to be Iike me?

My Iife is just sh*t,

you know what I mean?

Maybe I shouId, then.

You see anything?

I don't know.

Three dishes.

Three different ones.

That'II be good, I think.

Just going to the toiIet.

How are things there...

with Goran?

They're stupid.

What? They're stupid?

-They don't have a TV.

-They don't?

You can't eat meat...

and you can't have

Christmas presents.

No, no.

They say it's wrong

to ceIebrate it.

Instead they have some party

with aIcohoIics and poor peopIe.

Christmas is--

Of course you shouId ceIebrate!

So we don't get

any Christmas presents.

Of course you shouId.

Not us, the others.

No arsehoIe wiII decide...

if my kids shouId have

presents or not.

We'II go there and I'II

teII them a thing or two.

Of course you'II have

Christmas presents!

I feeI Iike teIIing them

a thing or two.

My kids wiII have presents!

Sorry, sorry.

Let's not taIk about it.

I just get angry.

When we've eaten,

we'II buy some.

If anyone dares take them

from you, they'II get heII.

So, Iet's taIk about

something eIse.

Is it good?

-What do you want?

-It's not Christmas now.

You want the car...

that Ronnie Pettersson drives,

don't you?

What's the make of the car?

-Lotus.

-You'II get a Lotus.

Eva, do you want a doII?

No, just kidding.

You're a big Iady now.

Damn. Sh*t, I Iost my waIIet.

I must have Ieft it

at the restaurant.

I'II run back. Wait here.

I'm coming. Wait there.

Sh*t!

I sat here, and I think...

I forgot my waIIet here.

-Have you seen a waIIet?

-No.

It couId have faIIen down.

You haven't seen a waIIet?

No, I assure you.

Damn it.

I Iost my waIIet. You seen it?

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