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Hurry up!

Dad.

Dad.

What is the one thing about the island that you didn't like?

Seaweed!

- You little bastard! - You can't catch me!

I will find a place to put it.

Are you looking for me?

There we cannot go.

I know.

Can I dive in?

Do you think I can dive in?

Of course you can.

Your father also said that he could dive.

- Just from that rock, I think. - Really?

- And did he do that? - He would dive-bomb.

He would take a run-up,

And he flew through the air with his knees to his chest.

I knew how to dive.

I did it very gracefully.

I forgot everything else and ...

I would throw myself to the bottom To that clean water.

The surface glistened, and it was full of bubbles.

Come and get dressed. Your father must be getting worried.

That's okay.

Hey!

Stop.

That's enough now. You are such a naughty girl.

Yes.

- What are you doing? - Listening.

"My Summer"

Dad will grow Spanish daisies, lavender,

"dianthus chinensis"...

and everything else as well.

And a real poplar tree that will be the envy to all the inhabitants of the archipelago.

- Mother's favorite tree. - Yes.

With branches reaching all the way to the stars.

Are you sure that here can grow an aspen tree?

Yes, I'm sure.

Dad, why don't we we put the bags

In the order in which they grow?

It is really a good idea, but...

I have an important assignment for a major publishing house.

It is for the illustration of a book on cheese production.

- Can't you do it later? - Sophia.

Mom would have done it.

Now let me work.

Now that she is dead, she doesn't love me anymore.

Sophia.

It makes no sense what you are saying.

That's why he wants you here.

Come with me.

I have something to ask you.

What do you think there are more of:

Stars in the sky or fish in the sea?

I don't see any stars.

Do you see any fish?

I would say more the stars in the sky.

Me too.

But I would rather not have to count them.

Do you think it will grow?

YES.

I hope so.

They are just reflections, Sophia.

Come, come here.

Will the lion eat the man in the tent?

No.

No, it is there to protect him.

I call it "the magic forest."

You call it "magic forest" because I told you that's what it's called.

- Why do you take them off? - They hurt.

They are new and still do not fit.

What happened to the real ones?

Do you think these are not true?

Your real ones.

And you think these are not mine?

- I found these here. - I made them.

- Did you come here and make them? - Yes.

- When. - Anytime.

Would you make another one for me?

Can you do that for me?

If you go and get my pocket knife.

- Should I tell Father that you threw up? - No.

Just bring me the pocket knife.

When did you make them?

Life is long, Sophia.

Sophia.

Hi Eriksson!

I have fireworks for the mid-August holiday.

They are a little damp. Tell your father.

- Can I take them? - No.

Put them in a warm place.

Did you tell Eriksson that I was here?

- Yes. - And what did he say?

He said about the fireworks. He told me about those.

Why didn't you tell them.

- Will you come in and say hello to dad? - Or me.

Did he ask about me?

Maybe he came to say hello to me.

Doesn't that come to mind?

A cat!

Was he there the whole time?

He said to put the box warm.

Good. Then you'll have to feed him feed him some milk.

- There's my baby bottle in the attic. - Fine.

Wise old Eriksson.

I want to call her Mauppie!

We will never be separated.

Mauppie!

Mauppie, where are you?

Sometimes I think I hate that freaking Mauppie!

Why, what did he do to you?

The more I like her, the less she likes me.

Well.... Cats are like that.

- You didn't tell me where you were. - But you found me anyway.

Father also wants to be alone. How boring he is!

Really?

And then you sit there With a freaking cigarette.

What is this "cabbage" you always say?

I don't know. It sounds good.

I think that one is for when things get bad .

Or if someone comes along He doesn't want to meet.

In that tent they took their honeymoon.

We need to make a program for Ferragosto.

Ferragosto is Ferragosto. We always do the same things.

But this year there is also Eriksson!

That's great. He also could have could have gone somewhere else.

Or nowhere. He does what he wants.

And it is very difficult to know what Eriksson likes to do.

He likes to...

He likes the sea...

because it's big and you never you never know what can happen to you.

Yes, he likes the sea.

There she sails!

Sophia, come here.

Now let's dance.

I'll take you.

The flowers of summer!

Go ahead and put them out.

These can also go outside.

The wind is picking up.

In the middle of summer it's not supposed to rain, right?

How many summers have you seen so far?

Okay.

Go!

Herring and perch.

And new potatoes.

Broad beans.

Spinach.

E...

Pear preserves.

Eriksson does not eat fruits and vegetables.

He should do that. And not just him.

That is, if he comes.

Of course he is coming! He said that the fires are for the August holiday.

But did he promise to come?

Listen.

Put seven flowers under your pillow And dream of the man you will marry.

Never mind these silly superstitions.

What superstitions?

That we do not try to explain the unexplainable things.

My grandmother was superstitious.

He entered and said:

"Someone will die before the moon sets."

"Because someone coughed three times."

I mean... like this?

Don't try it!

Or you'll have to drink one Of his horrible concoctions.

Damn, you are a monster!

He is not a monster. He does his job.

It feels like December...

Father is ready for the fireworks. Sophia.

Let her sleep.

This year you can do it.

Do you think we should wait a little longer?

Waiting for Eriksson?

He probably will not come.

The stench of pain keeps him away.

Or maybe it is self-pity.

Trying to.

Not enough.

I will not live forever.

Sophia.

- Are you ready? - Yes.

Try the other one!

But come on, then!

Try the next one! Last chance.

- Hold me tightly. - Sure. I'll squeeze you tight.

- Ferragosto. - Yes.

Fly away, dad! Jump up!

Take a leap. Fly!

No, use them both. Together. Or we'll always be going in circles.

You get used to looking at the horizon, and eventually -- there it is.

Seagull Island.

What is written on the sign?

"Private property. No access."

Give me those oars.

No polite person lands on another's island,

When no one is home.

But.

Putting up such a sign is like giving a slap in the face.

It is a provocation.

This is going looking for trouble.

And why put everything up there,

When the only place can dock is down here?

No ladder, nothing.

Nothing at all.

If nothing else, we can sit here...

Without having in front of your nose that damn house.

They probably don't understand anything about moss.

Some moss? No, you bet.

Moss works like this:

- You walk on it once... - It stands upright again.

- Twice. - Doesn't get up.

You walk on it three times, and it's?

Dead. Finished.

People come to these places...

With many projects, beautiful and important.

What do they do?

They lock them outside!

Is he coming here?

Hiding. We don't know where they are.

- Do you think they will come here? - I don't know.

They are here!

Are they coming?

Are they coming this way?

I guess they saw me.

Cuckoo...

Hello!

- Cheers. - Hello. - Bye.

My name is Malander.

This is my wife,

and my son.

Christopher.

But we call him Toffe.

Good morning, Mr. Malander.

This is my granddaughter Sophia.

You know, you were afraid that you had a dog with you.

And I think he has a real terror of dogs.

My name is Hilma. Nice to meet you, Sophia.

Hello.

- This is grandma. - Nice to meet you, grandma.

Shall we go into the house?

Do you have a ladder?

No... Sorry, not really.

Come with me.

Thank you.

No. No no.

Stay like this.

Why don't you go and see what Toffe is doing.

He is probably calling the police. They have a radio.

No, it would not be polite.

You have to know how to socializing, Sophia.

You have to learn how to do it.

Cognac?

And this is a special homemade lemonade,

- For this beautiful child. - Thank you.

Let the adults drink their horrible cognac.

- Cheers, then! - Cheers.

- He has been coming here for 87 years. - 47.

It is really unbelievable.

What can I say? This is heaven.

The view here, is truly outstanding.

Overview.

We want to preserve the island as it has always been.

- Me, and also my wife. - Yes.

We will build footbridges to protect the heather,

the wildflowers and. the moss, of course.

She is fanatical about moss.

Me too.

Here.

Have some blueberry pie.

- May I? - Sure.

Thank you.

47 years old!

Can't believe it.

That terrace, though...

I guess everyone has to make his own mistakes.

Your turn.

Jesus Christ.

Do not take God's name in vain.

- I said Jesus, not God. - It is the same thing.

- One is the father, the other is the son. - Both of them are God.

- I don't care what they are. - You should, because...

I don't care at all about his family, Grandma.

- Sophia. - Who cares about families?

I hate it, families!

Go talk to her.

He will not want to talk to me.

And by the way. YOU ARE BRUTAL! Sophia.

Come on, now. Some land.

We cut an earthworm in two!

That's okay.

They will grow back.

The two halves become two new earthworms.

Sophia.

How far can contract an earthworm?

One seventh of its normal length.

One seventh of its length,

So it becomes small and chubby,

And you can stick it in the hook.

- In chief. - In chief.

An earthworm cut in two knows it will become two earthworms,

But we don't know how much it hurts them.

What is it?

He is your father.

He sits down to work.

I like it when he works. So I know where he is.

Do not turn on the light. Use the flashlight.

Here.

They looked into each other's faces at each other and found themselves horrified,

And they crawled away as quickly as possible.

Then they began to reflect: now life would be different,

But they did not know how.

Probably everything they experienced after that,

Was only half lived.

Do you want me to read it again?

I don't have time right now.

But keep it for my children.

Hey, where are you going?

In town. Back to bed.

I want to go with you!

Can you get ready in 30 seconds?

I am already ready.

- Put your shoes on. - No, no shoes.

I want to go with you.

I, however, want to read my book.

You invented the Boy Scouts, didn't you?

Is this true?

Baden-Powell invented the Boy Scouts.

I just made sure that even girls could become one.

Why couldn't they before?

Tell me how you became a Scout, and everything you did,

And what it was like to sleep in a tent.

Close your eyes. Just a moment.

Are there ants in heaven?

No.

How does God keep track Of all those who pray?

He has his assistants.

What if he doesn't have time to talk to them?

What if you can't pray because you are falling out of a tree?

Then he will get you caught in a branch until you can't do it.

And so. Scouts.

We sat around the fire.

It was cold.

We used to eat soup.

Said like that, it sounds like crap.

What I did when I was young,

and that seemed fun and important,

Now it doesn't mean anything anymore.

- Don't you enjoy being with me? - Sophia.

I just wanted to say that there are things that I used to do,

I can no longer do.

What things?

I don't like it when you stand still like this.

And I don't like one day to go by, And then one day, and then another day.

The time that flows, flows, and flows.

And the wind that blows always on this island.

But you like the wind.

Everything is slipping away from me.

I don't always remember things.

Most of the time I don't care about anything.

But once in a while.

Yes I do care. And a lot.

What is it that you don't remember?

What it was like to sleep in a tent.

I was the one who made sure that the girls could sleep in the tent!

Now I couldn't even tell you what it was like.

When will you die?

Don't think about it. Soon.

Why shouldn't I think about it?

Will they dig a hole?

How did it go?

I came to tell you how it feels it feels to sleep in a tent.

I thought that you would like to know.

Yes, I would like to.

You can hear everything much more clearly,

And the tent is very small.

It is good to be able to hear everything.

It makes you feel safe.

It is true.

You can hear everything coming from outside.

As if the whole world was getting closer.

And the pine needles fall from the plants,

And slide along curtain.

And you can hear it even though it it doesn't make any noise.

I remember that.

It is as if the whole island is inside with you, but it's not.

Yes. It's like the whole island,

Would tighten around you,

Until you and she become together like a raft,

at sea.

I always thought we were floating.

I thought that just island was floating.

I thought it, and together I didn't think it.

Well, maybe so, but at the same time no.

Dear God. I'm bored out of my mind.

Make something happen.

A storm, or something like that.

Amen.

A lighthouse! Who lives there?

None.

Come, give me a hand.

Why haven't you ever brought me here until now?

When your father was little,

Sometimes the lighthouse keepers,

They would let him climb to the top.

But ... now they are gone.

You can enter!

Wow!

Grandma.

Up here!

Grandma.

Father?

Oh no, my storm.

Sophia.

Come with me!

We need to go in.

Bravo.

- What about dad? - Don't be afraid.

You will find us in here.

Dear God, I have changed my mind about the storm.

Sorry to I disturbed you. Amen.

Dear God, didn't you heard what I said?

I don't want the storm anymore.

Grandma, where is she?

Is that all you can do?

Is that all?

Sophia, why don't you come and help me?

I didn't have to pray for a storm to come.

Sophia.

I prayed for God to would send a storm,

And now it's the end of the world and we are all going to die!

It's all my fault, grandma!

Sophia.

You know, I prayed for a storm myself.

Really?

Very soon. Before you woke up.

It is not your fault.

Nothing is because of you.

Mom liked thunderstorms, didn't she?

He loved thunderstorms.

He loved thunderstorms.

Dear God. Thank you.

- Up to the stars. - Up to the stars.

Dad. I'm going to go diving.

Here it is!

Dive in!

I dove in!

What do we put in the decoction?

We have to prepare a magic bag.

He has never drank a decoction.

Two aspen leaves.

And untie those laces when you're there.

Now we have to find the shell of a small snail.

Found it!

Good.

One more. Then the shell. Now.

Be sure to put it close to him.

Are you sure it will work?

Without a shadow of a doubt.

THE BOOK OF THE SUMMER

Fall.

Eriksson?

There is no boat.

It is your heart.

[Sub & Sync by: keepondoin]