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It looks fine.

Fine is fine.

One day at a time.

I guess that's the positive part about this disease.

You learn to live as if every day could be your last.

As we all should.

Sometimes I forget.

And sometimes I think the disease isn't actually real.

I understand.

But if you inform your loved ones, and avoid taxing activities,

I'm sure you'll be fine.

How do you want to celebrate your birthday?

-It's not worth celebrating. -Of course it is.

Why celebrate that you're one year closer to death?

I mean... 67 is not worth celebrating.

Each year you've lived is worth celebrating.

Can't you let me do something for you?

This is the best thing you could do.

-Sex? -Yes, that too. But...

I meant just getting to lie with you here in bed, taking it easy.

Okay.

If you want to lie down, on your birthday, it will happen.

I'm sorry Aron messed up. I'll take care of it.

Good. We'll be in touch.

You do realise me and Elsa talk about everything?

I thought you only pretended to listen.

-If you fuck around... -I didn't touch...

I'm the one talking now, okay?

Elsa and I have an open relationship,

built on honesty and respect.

I don't care what you did with her, but to bad-mouth me as an artist...

Hey!

-Elsa told me to be nice to you. -I don't care about you as an artist.

I did this for Elsa, not to ruin your...

fake career.

You mean nothing to Elsa anymore.

Hey...

You realise I spoke to Isse, right?

Watch it, Aron.

Aron!

Who do you think you are?

You have one chance to explain what you're doing.

We're representing him. We've agreed to defend him!

This is all your doing.

Then you decide to arse-fuck your boss.

-I'm sorry. -You're sorry?

What the hell are you apologising for?

Explain to me what you've been talking about with your ex.

But think carefully before you open your tiny mouth.

You know what? I don't give a shit.

-I quit. -Like hell you will! You're staying!

-Sit down and explain... -I'm so sick of you!

And your tone on tone outfit,

and you've treated me like shit since day one.

I have a life on the outside.

And that life is a lot more important than this pretend-job.

I'm leaving.

-Best of luck. -Likewise.

Good luck! Have you any idea what this is going to cost us?

I thought you were asleep.

I received the test results.

Okay.

I'm not Viktor's father.

I don't know what to say.

I don't know what to say, either.

But you were right, Julia is completely crazy.

And I understand if you can't take it anymore.

We've had a lot of bad things happen in a short time.

So I understand if you're looking for comfort elsewhere.

Or love.

-Let me explain. It's not... -There's no need. I get it.

I haven't really been here.

But now I am. I want to live with you.

You mean everything to me. I love you.

I'm so sorry I haven't been listening to you.

-I just didn't see this coming. -Stop.

-I think we should adopt. -What?

We've talked about it.

A family. Something of our own.

Right?

Yes, we have.

You're saying yes, but you mean no, right?

Well, I... yes. I mean, no, I just...

I just think you should deal with your issues first.

Before we talk about adopting.

-Right? -You're probably right.

It was just an idea.

Who are you texting?

I have to tell Hans about the will.

-Don't stress yourself out. -Maybe I can talk to him.

-Convince him. -About what?

Well, about selling the house.

-Maybe split the money. -But you love this house.

I don't want to fight with him. And the energy is bad here.

It's the same in any old house where many people have lived.

No, not in Aunt Anna's house by the sea.

Maybe we could live there, Sten? We'd be happy there.

Listen, maybe you should wait before speaking to Hans.

Just wait until everything settles down.

Sure.

Let's forget it. I'm not sure he wants to celebrate his birthday.

-But it's Dad's birthday. -There are cases where it's better.

But this is not one of them.

-Okay, but I don't have the energy... -The energy?

Anita can't handle it, and Mum is gone.

-We have to do it. -Nice, you're playing that card.

We'll buy him dinner at a fancy restaurant, then.

Do we have to pay for it?

Should our present be a booked table and a dinner at his own expense?

I can't afford to spend money at a fancy restaurant.

-Do I look like I'm made of money? -No, you really don't.

But you do have a job, right?

-Aron? -What?

I said, you do have a job, right?

-You don't have a job? -Get off my back.

-Answer me! -I don't have one. I quit yesterday.

-Happy now? -Am I happy now?

You need to get a grip. I'm your guarantor.

-I had no choice. -You could have not quit.

It was a fucking mafia up there. It was unpleasant.

You make life so damned complicated. I can't take it anymore.

How is this your problem? You should feel sorry for me.

I have no job, my relationship is in shambles...

I don't feel sorry for you. You're the one who keeps fucking up.

"Fucking up"? All I do is fight. It's a constant up-hill battle.

You just cruise through life like you always have.

"Cruising"? Seriously?

So I just cruised through medical school for ten years?

No, you didn't cruise through medical school.

No? Good, thanks.

I'm sorry. I know this is... I know this is hard for you, too.

I need to borrow some money.

Seriously? You just quit your job, and now you want to borrow money?

I need a place to live.

I am sorry, dear brother, if I don't quite follow you.

Last week, you were ready to buy a flat with your girlfriend,

because you were so in love, you couldn't wait, and you had a job.

You were so happy. And now, not even a week later,

you're not buying a flat, you don't have a job,

and you want to borrow money from me?

-For what? -Just 200,000 for the deposit.

-You have the money. -Quick question:

Who will you be living with? Jenny? Elsa? Someone else?

I don't know right now. The dynamics are a bit complicated.

-You can say that again. -It will be okay.

Get a grip, Aron.

You're running around panting like a little puppy.

Have you even spoken to Jenny since she left the bank?

-No. -Perhaps you should,

considering you were about to buy a flat together.

May I pay, please?

I know, Clara, but she refuses to talk to me.

So you just stopped trying, right?

-Want me to stalk her? -You don't need to.

Just go home and ask her what is going on.

I'm telling you she's mad at me.

So you'd rather ask me for 200,000 than to ask her why she's mad?

What is wrong with you men?

How about you solve your shit before coming up with new ideas?

-So is the loan a no-go, or... -Talk to Jenny.

I've booked Gondolen now, and yes, I'll cover the bill.

Now if you excuse me, I've more important things to do.

-See you tonight. -Hey! Thanks.

-Clara. -Hi.

-Who is this? -Anita.

-Hey, Anita. What's up? -Listen...

Have you got anything planned for your dad's birthday?

I just spoke to Aron about this.

We're buying you dinner in town.

Then I've found the perfect place.

Oh, I've already booked a place.

I know he's going to love this, Clara.

-Okay, I'll cancel then. -Thank you.

-I'm happy to pay for the meal. -No.

There's no need, but that's sweet of you.

I just need to know which place you've booked.

I thought it'd be a surprise for everyone.

-And for my wallet. -What's that?

Nothing. Send me the address, and I'll call Aron.

Okay, but don't tell your dad. Promise?

-Okay, we'll speak soon. -Bye.

Were you aware that you own everything?

-The house, everything. -No.

But you are aware that Anita is ill.

-No. -That explains it.

-What do you mean? -Nobody could be so evil

that they'd con their terminally ill sister out of an old house.

I didn't try to con my sister out of anything.

So she's ill. How is she?

I mean, it's not something we've...

-We haven't... -You haven't talked about it?

So she doesn't know that you know?

She's clearly been carrying this lie her entire life.

There must be a reason why.

Let her keep it to herself. Don't tell her that we know.

Or about this meeting taking place.

Why not?

Because...

It's like she lives more when nobody knows.

Okay.

What about this? What do we do about it?

We'll sell the house and split the money.

You get your money, and compensate me for my investment.

Then everyone is happy.

Would you consider that? For her sake?

-Yes. -Thank you.

And I don't want you around her right now.

She is upset by your presence. I don't want that, not now.

-I'm her brother. -And I'm her husband.

-And I love her. -So do I.

Good. Then show it, by staying away.

You can pay for the coffee, and a shrimp sandwich I had earlier.

-Hey. -Hi!

-You're here today. -Why wouldn't I be?

Strange, I just thought you didn't...

It's very strange, considering I work here.

Yes, I just thought... never mind.

So... are you okay?

I've had better days. It's really messy in here.

-What is it now? -Don't say it like that.

-That tone. -I didn't mean to use any tone.

But I'll watch my tone. What is it now?

Peter wants to adopt.

God!

-That amazing! -Is it, though?

Of course it is! What do you mean?

It's a pretty big deal.

Yes, it is a big deal.

Having kids is a big deal, but it's amazing.

The love you feel for your kids can't be described.

You can't describe it.

But can you feel that kind of love even if the child is not your own?

-Of course you can. -How can you be so sure?

The love you feel for a child isn't about whether you carried it.

-Are adopted kids less loved? -I didn't say that.

I mean I might not be capable of loving a child that isn't mine.

Listen, can I...

-Is that really what this is about? -What do you mean?

That you're not sure you can love your child.

Or could it be about...

that you're not sure about the father?

I don't know.

There's something between you and Jonas.

-There's nothing between us. -I'm not blind.

-Stop it. -Do I look blind?

-Yes, actually. -I see everything.

Give me a hand, will you? Clara!

Even a blind person could see that you like each other.

Stop it. I love Peter.

I just don't know if this is the right thing.

-I don't know if I'm mature enough. -Mature enough to have kids?

That's all you've talked about.

Can I just let it sink in that we can't have our own kids

before throwing myself into adoption?

Then tell him that! You need to talk to each other.

Tell him how you feel and think, and be honest.

Even if you don't have a perfect plan in mind.

Tell him that, at least.

That's what I did, and look at me.

What exactly is it you want me to look at?

I told him like it was. I went home and said:

"Hi, I thought I was in love with a woman, but you know what?

It was a temporary feeling, so I'm back."

-That's pretty damn weird. -No, it's not.

Now things are better than ever between us.

Are you and Vincent back together?

-It was never "over" over. -It was "over" over.

Yes, but anyway, it's better than ever.

I don't get it. Why didn't you tell me anything?

Why don't you talk to me about serious matters like this?

Why don't you talk to Peter about serious matters?

I'll talk to you later.

BANK

This feels very drastic, coming from you.

-Are you sure about this? -Yes.

Just curious...

Once Hans has sold the house and bought you out,

where were you and Anita planning to live?

I'm buying a cottage.

Hello.

What does it matter what shirt you wear?

Why make yourself pretty?

That's the last thing I need to hear right now.

You're throwing pearls before swine.

Who is going to see you? Notice you?

-You're alone. -Mum.

-The loneliest man on earth. -Stop it!

I'm just being honest.

This won't do.

-Seriously? -Hi, I didn't see it was you.

No, I'm sure you didn't.

-I don't want to talk to you. -I don't want to talk to you either.

You know why? Because you're a two-faced bitch.

What's your problem? Why are you so mad at me?

Where do I start?

You pretended to be friends with my boyfriend and me

-when all you wanted was to fuck him. -I've know Aron since preschool.

Is that supposed to lessen the betrayal?

No, I just meant...

I'm sorry if you feel like I stole him from you.

"Stole"? Jenny...

-News flash: I broke up with him. -Yes, exactly.

-So why are you mad at me, then? -No.

-Poor thing, you understand nothing. -Stop it.

You're pathetic, you know that?

As soon as he says he loves you, you come running after him.

Even though he was snogging someone the other day.

Mind your own business. We have something you never had.

-Something real and good. -Yeah.

Aron is a great guy, as long as you're not with him.

Just like any other guy.

Hi, this is Peter. Leave your number and I'll call you back.

Hi, just checking if you're on your way home.

Call me when you hear this. Bye.

Hey, I just called you.

-Hi. -Hey.

What...

Do you have a charger? My phone is about to die.

I think there's one in the kitchen.

-Everything okay? -Yes.

That's good.

-Peter's not home, so... -Okay, where is he?

I'm sure he'll be back any minute.

-You want a coke or something? -Sure, thanks.

Thanks.

Call me!

How's things? Is the car working?

-The car? -It was a joke.

I know you don't have a car.

Or a driver's license, for that matter.

Is it okay if I stay over?

-Tonight? -Yes.

Yes, absolutely. Does Julia know about this?

Mum...

I don't know. I'm a bit tired of her right now.

-Okay. -Like, I don't know...

She's being really weird, and things are hysterical back home.

It's calm here.

It will probably get better when she moves to Stockholm.

-We'll be closer. -Is Julia moving to Stockholm?

Dad didn't tell you?

Yes, he did mention that.

He did.

Hi, I'm sorry I'm a bit late.

Shall we go inside?

I received the test results.

Okay.

Why are you lying to me?

But I'm not lying.

-But the test clearly shows... -Peter...

I didn't know.

But I wanted it to be you.

You realise it's a strange thing to lie about.

It's about my life.

And above all Viktor's life.

Not that you cared about him before. I've always been a single mum.

I've tried to see him, but you wouldn't let me.

-Stop it with the accusations. -I didn't want my son to be with you.

-With all the sluts you were seeing. -What?

I know what you're like.

The day after we slept together, you hit on my best friend.

-We were 19. -And then my sister's best friend.

How do you think that made me feel? I hated you, don't you get that?

You betrayed me, and I wanted you back.

You're sick. I'm sorry, but you are.

-You should talk to someone. -So should you.

I will, starting with Viktor.

If you tell him...

You will never see him again.

-Don't do this, Julia. -I mean it.

-No. -Yes. You're not his father.

-He followed me back instantly. -Really?

-Hi! -Clara, she is insane.

She won't let me see Viktor. She's insane, Clara.

She's completely crazy. She'll take him away from me.

-Peter. -She has no limits. Hello?

Hello?

-Hi, Mum. -Hi, where are you? Are you okay?

-Fine. -Where are you?

At Dad's. I'd like to stay the night.

-No, I really need your help. -I see.

-So it's bad timing. Not today. -Okay.

-I need your help. -But can I eat here, or...

No, Viktor. Pack your things and come down.

I'll pick you up outside in a few minutes. Please hurry.

-Alright, I'm coming. -Good.

Why is she so mad?

I think she's more stressed than mad.

She sounded mad from where I'm standing.

You must have been standing in a weird spot.

-I need to pack some stuff. -Why?

Because Mum said so.

Have you seen my badminton shoes?

I think they were in the bathroom. I'll check.

Viktor is here! Hurry!

-Did you find them? -No, but I'm sure I saw them.

-Never mind. I've got to go. -Hang on, we can look together.

It's easier to find something if you're two.

Because they can't be... hello?

They didn't just disappear into thin air.

-No. -Probably not in the kitchen, though.

Who the hell put them with the granola?

That's just weird as hell.

I'm leaving now. Tell Dad hello.

Don't you want to wait so he can say hello?

-Mum said I have to go. -He'll be here in a minute.

She's calling. I have to go.

Viktor, would you please just stay until he comes home?

What are you going to do? Stop me from leaving?

-Something like that, yes. -Get a grip.

Peter needs to speak to you. It's important.

-Tell him to call me. -Stop it.

He's not your dad, okay?

Peter is not your biological father.

What's your fucking problem? Let Viktor and Peter settle this!

God damn...

-Hi. -Hey.

What are you guys doing?

Huh?

What's the matter?

-What happened? -I'm sorry.

What did you tell him? Viktor!

How could you do this to me?

You've known all these years without telling me?

-Let go of me! -I just found out.

-Don't touch me! You scare me. -We understand...

Shut up! You don't understand anything!

You're a fake fucking cunt, okay?

I thought we were friends! I trusted you!

Calm down now.

-Calm down. -Let me go!

Fuck, I hate you! I hate you!

-I understand, I really do. -I hate you.

And it's your right.

Fuck...

There, there.

Okay?

Hey, what are you doing here?

You've been crying? What's wrong?

I came here to...

-I don't know. -No, tell me.

I just wanted to say that I love you.

Shit, I guess it will have to be a bit complicated.

Because I can't picture my life without you.

You've always been there.

Yes.

But then I realised, when I bumped into Elsa...

You're kidding.

...that I fell in love with my best friend.

-Please, you can't listen to Elsa. -But she was right.

She's right. We lost something when we got together.

-We lost our friendship. -No.

Yes, and I...

I think it might be what I'm grieving the most.

Elsa knows nothing about our situation.

I'm sorry, Aron.

-Honey, please... -I don't want to.

I don't want to.

I love you. I always will.

It doesn't matter if you're not my biological son.

I'm your dad, and that's that.

Sorry for...

For calling me a fake fucking cunt?

It's completely fine.

I understand that this is a shock for you, too.

But, hey...

We're here for you.

And we love you.

I love you both.

FOR US

-Is it a gift? -Excuse me?

-Is the cottage a gift? -Yes, that's right.

-Can I put this in, too? -Of course.

-Will that be all? -I guess we'll see.

-Hi, it's Hans. -Hi.

It's me. Listen, I'm sorry for the other night.

We should stop fighting. Life is too short.

Please, come to Sten's birthday dinner tonight.

If it's Mum, I want to stay here.

-Hi. -Hi. Is Peter Krut home?

-Yes. -Hello. Did something happen?

We've received a report about a kidnapping.

-What? -Is Viktor Nilsson here?

-What's this about? -Answer the question.

Is there a Viktor Nilsson here?

-Hi. Viktor? -Yes?

-Are you okay? -Yes. What's going on?

You need to come with us.

-Why? What's going on? -This must be a misunderstanding.

Your legal guardian is waiting downstairs. You have to come with us.

-I want to stay here. -He has to...

-Is Julia Nilsson your mother? -Yes.

And this man? Is he your father?

-No. -Then you need to come with us.

-Listen to me. -Calm down.

-Don't come here and... -Stop, that's enough.

Calm down, honey. Viktor, we'll sort this out.

Back off now.

Calm down.

What the hell is this?

Aron!

-Hey. -Hi, Aron.

-Clara isn't here? -You're the first. Cool, isn't it?

Yeah, if you want to eat in a bedroom, it's the place to be.

-There's the birthday boy! -Hello. What is all this?

You said you wanted to lie down for your birthday, and voilà!

-Hey, buddy. -Happy birthday.

How nice of you to come, all dressed up in your fleece.

-You noticed. -Who gave you that present?

-No, it's... -Did you bring it for yourself?

-Want me to take it? -I'll keep it.

Clara and I have a gift, too.

We thought we'd cover the bill, so the whole party is on us.

Wow, thanks, Aron. Where is Clara?

She's on her way.

-How do you do this? -Lie down and wait for a waiter.

Shoes are not allowed.

-I'm not taking my shoes off. -I've been wearing these all day.

-Go on. -Here they come!

There he is!

-You're joking. -Sten, happy birthday.

-Why is he here? -I don't want to fight anymore.

-Hi. -What a place.

"Wow" was my thought when Dad took his shoes off.

I thought we could start by handing out some gifts,

as we're waiting for Clara.

In that case I'd like to start with this gift to my wife, Anita.

You do know it's your birthday, Dad.

On that note, I have a gift for the two of you.

-And we'll cover the bill. -Sten and Anita.

I know we've clashed in the past.

But I've gotten some perspective these last few weeks,

and I've decided to transfer the house to you.

-What? -It's your house.

Of course it should be in your name.

-Congratulations! -Hans!

Sten, do the paperwork so there are no mistakes this time.

But you already have a house. I don't get it.

This calls for a celebration. Hey!

What made you change your mind?

-Siblings help each other. -Hans, can I...

Hi! May we order a bottle of champagne?

We wanted to celebrate. Make that two, in fact.

-Any particular kind? -The most expensive, right?

By all means, please do.

Coming right up.

Ouch, wait.

What a place.

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