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THE FOLLOWING STORY IS BASED ON ACTUAL EVENTS
How long have I been asleep?
Just a short while. I thought you needed it.
- Has anyone been here? - No.
Then I would have woken you up, of course.
Okay.
- Who is it? - Your mum.
- Why is she calling on FaceTime? - I don't know.
It might be Mathilda. Answer it.
- Hi, Mummy. - Hi, darling. How are you?
Fine. How's Jakob? Can I see him soon?
I hope so.
We're at our place, but Granny can't find my dance tights.
How is Jakob?
He's having surgery.
Still? Why is it taking so long?
That's all we know.
What? You don't know? Have you not had any news?
- No. - We're a bit topsy-turvy.
I know that she's got her dance class today.
We've come to pick up the outfit, but I can't find the leggings.
Karin, just take something else.
Just deal with it. Buy a new pair.
Mum, just take something else. It's not that important.
- Okay. - We'll see the doctor soon.
Well, say hello to Jakob when you see him.
- Sure - Bye. Love you.
- Bye. Love you. - Big kiss.
Big kiss.
Can't she just sort out a pair of tights? Why make a big deal of it?
- I know, I know. - Hey?
- Hey... - My God.
Why is the operation taking so bloody long?
It might not look that great. I don't know if it fits.
We're just going home.
There. I'll just tell the nurse that we're leaving.
- Have you heard from Ebba? - No, she's not answering her phone.
Jakob was sent flying.
There was grit on the road and I skidded.
I couldn't...
He was sitting on top of the backrest.
What? Was he sitting on the back... on top of the boot?
Hey?
He was sent flying a long way before he landed.
And then...
Then he just lay there.
It didn't even look like he was breathing.
- I just want to know that he's okay. - Mm.
We're good to go.
Let's go. Put your jeans on.
Put them on.
Can we see Jakob now?
Sorry, not yet.
Would you like some coffee? Or a blanket?
We don't need a blanket. We need to know about our son.
- The doctor will come as soon as... - Stop saying that!
We need to know how he's doing.
I'm afraid that all I know is that the operation is taking a long time.
The injuries were more extensive than we suspected.
Please, be patient. The doctors are doing all they can for Jakob.
What do you mean "more extensive"?
You must know more than that. You work here!
I promise to give you all available information, as soon as possible.
Please, let me know if there's anything I can do.
We're just outside if you need us.
How long has it been since we last ate anything?
I feel all dizzy.
I think I need a Coke or something.
I'm going down to the shop.
Fredrik!
Hang on.
- Lukas... - Sorry, sorry.
Lukas. Take it easy.
How is he doing?
We've not been allowed to see him. He's having surgery.
- Is he having surgery? - Yes, on the brain.
- What? - What?
But he'll be fine, won't he?
Hey...
- We should... - Yeah.
I don't think Fredrik can talk right now, darling.
No, I'm just on my way to the shop.
Sure. Just let us know if there's anything we can do.
- Come on. - Yes, we'll...
Come on.
Let's go.
It'll be nice to get back.
What do I do if he dies?
It'll be fine.
It's all my fault.
Let's go home.
Lukas. Lukas.
Listen to me. Get in the car.
- Good Lord. - Stop it.
Lukas. Lukas.
Come on, get up. Get up.
What?
- Lukas, how are you? - I can't breathe.
Yes, you can. Try to vocalise it.
Breathe with me. Look at me. Let's breathe together.
Let's do some box breathing. Look at me.
Darling, get in the car.
- He needs to... - Stop it, I'm going mental.
Let him do it at his pace.
Gloria.
- Is that Ebba? - No, it's Olivia.
- Hi. - Where are you?
- Something's happened. - But he's here.
- What? Now? - For the rent.
Oh, shit, I forgot.
Shall I ask him to come back later?
I'll sort it out.
I'll call you back soon, okay? Great. Bye.
Has something happened?
No, just some trouble at work.
I'll speak to her later. It's all good.
What time is it? The match is at ten.
Oh, yeah. There was a match today.
Don't worry about the match. I'll speak to Mats.
I need to get home to feed Lillebror.
I can call on the way. If it's okay that I disappear for a bit.
Sure.
- I can bring your computer. - Okay.
And maybe some trousers so that you don't need to have these.
Take the new blue ones.
Okay, the new blue ones.
Right, I'll hurry back.
- Bye, see you soon. - Bye.
Bye.
- Hi, I can talk now. - What do I do?
I don't know. Make some coffee. Tell him I'm stuck in traffic.
- Shit, Gloria. - I'm coming.
SUSPECTED DRUNK DRIVING AT TONIGHT'S CAR CRASH BY KAKN�STORNET
Hi, you've reached Ebba Becker at Anna White estate agents.
Sorry I can't take your call, but leave a message and I'll call back.
Ebba, love, why won't you pick up? I'm so worried.
How is Jakob doing? Which ward are you on?
Sebbe has a punctured lung, but the doctors say he'll be fine.
I've just spotted Fredrik. Call when you can. Kiss, kiss. Bye.
Fredrik.
Oh, God.
- I... - What?
What's the matter?
I bumped into Gloria downstairs.
How is Sebbe doing?
He's got a punctured lung, but they think he'll be fine.
Okay.
I ran into Lukas as well.
What? Where?
Downstairs by the entrance.
He was going home.
Is he not injured at all?
He's done something to his nose, but apart from that he seems fine.
That's just like him. So bloody like him.
- But it was an accident. - How can you defend him?
I'm not. It was an accident.
Don't say that! He's almost killed our son. While drunk!
- How do you know? - Because it says here!
How nice for him to go home!
You don't know if that's correct. Calm down.
How can I calm down? Nobody's doing anything!
10,000 kronor
50,000 kronor
YOUR LOAN HAS NOT BEEN APPROVED
20,000 kronor
30,000 kronor
YOUR LOAN HAS BEEN APPROVED
- Mats speaking. - Hi. Gloria Nejd, Sebbe's mum.
Hi, Gloria. How are you?
Right, wait.
Come on.
Wait.
There.
Darling...
Come and sit on the sofa and I'll make you a drink.
Come here.
- Hang on. - What?
Let's see.
- Here you go. - What's that?
Sedatives. You need to rest.
And no screens, they said.
Lukas!
Lukas.
Darling.
- Lukas. - Just leave me alone.
Sweetheart.
- Leave him alone. - But he's talking to someone.
So let him talk.
- Who's he talking to? - Probably Carro.
They need to deal with this.
Hey, come on.
Lukas?
- Hi, there. - Hello.
God, sorry. I completely forgot the time.
- Oh, well... - My son has been in a car crash.
- A car crash? - Yes, but he's fine now.
We could have postponed the meeting.
No, I still had to come home to get some stuff,
- so I thought let's deal with this. - Sure...
That way it'll all be sorted. I see you've got some coffee.
So I thought... I'll give you 30,000 kronor today
and the remaining 50,000 kronor I can pay off in instalments.
- How does that sound? - If you can't afford this place,
- maybe you should move? - No, it's been tough for a while,
but I have some big jobs coming up, so it'll be fine in the future.
The rent is fairly high, so in the long run you might...
Like I said, there won't be any problems.
- I promise. - Oh, really?
30,000 kronor today and the rest I'll pay off in instalments.
And I'll never pay the rent late again.
Okay. Alright then.
Alright.
- Hello. - Hi, how are you?
I'm okay. And you?
They're keeping Sebbe in for a few days.
But he's fine. Are you back home?
Yes, we got back a short while ago.
Lukas has gone to bed.
- So he... - I suppose he's fine.
Okay, that's great.
There's some food for you.
It's a complete nightmare. How are you guys?
What the hell?
I've just come back home for a bit. I haven't got changed.
I had to sort something in my studio and now I'm getting Sebbe's stuff.
- Have you read anything online? - No, what?
One of the tabloids has written an article implying drink driving.
- What? - Yeah.
- God. - I know. It's terrible.
How can they do that? That's pure speculation. There's no proof.
Good God.
There's lots of hatred directed against Lukas.
You wouldn't believe the things people are posting online.
Okay. Hang on a moment.
Just hang on a sec.
Are people posting stuff online? That's insane.
- Has Lukas seen it? - No idea, but I suspect he has.
- Poor thing. - I can't get hold of Ebba. Have you?
No, I haven't spoken to her either.
- But I ran into Fredrik. - Yeah?
He looked totally and utterly devastated.
I know. We bumped into him on our way home.
So bloody difficult. I didn't know what to say.
They're just waiting. Unbearable.
You just feel completely powerless.
- What can we do? - I don't know.
No.
Waiting is just awful. But there's nothing else we can do.
We'll keep in touch.
- Sure. Kisses. - Kisses.
- Hi. Gloria. - Hi, there.
At least he's asleep now.
Okay.
Gloria said that Sebbe will stay at the hospital for a bit.
And any news about Jakob?
No, nothing.
Let's do it.
- What? - Yeah.
Why don't we wait a few days?
No, I want to know.
I'm not sure if I can cope with you falling apart again.
Oh, come off it.
I don't want you to be all upset.
But we don't even know if it's worked.
Hello?
What's this?
Hello?
Oh, get rid of these bitches.
Stop shouting, dammit.
- Fucking bitches. - They're our dogs.
Yes!
- Get off, bloody bitch. - Stop swearing. There.
Yes?
I'm coming.
- Hi. - Hi, Ebba.
My name is David Mor�n, I'm Jakob's doctor.
Where's Jakob?
Have a seat and I'll tell you.
Won't you have a seat?
No, I'll stand.
Okay.
Jakob arrived here with multiple bleeds on the brain.
Where on the brain?
I'll try to explain this as best as I can.
To start on a positive note, Jakob is alive.
And what's the bad news?
In order to stop the bleeding and relive the pressure inside,
we had to open up Jakob's skull.
It was a lengthy and major operation.
The next few days will be crucial in his recovery.
- Won't you try to sit down? - No.
I realise this is a lot to take in, but we really are here...
Will he make a full recovery?
He's young and fit and that's a good starting point.
What does that mean?
It is far too early to talk about
how this will affect him in the future.
We do know that he's suffered a major injury
on the left side of his brain.
What is located on the left side of the brain?
What's located there?
That side of the brain is connected with speech
and language comprehension.
So is he going to lose his ability to speak?
Like I said, it's very difficult to say
what the future will hold for Jakob.
In the meantime we'll keep him sedated.
This will allow his brain to rest.
When can we see him?
As soon as Jakob comes to the ICU the nurse will come and get you
and you'll get to see him.
Hi.
They were down by the shop.
Sebbe needs to rest.
I know.
I thought they could stay just a little while.
What was I meant to do? They jumped on me.
They've tried to get hold of Jakob as well.
They're worried. They need each other.
Oh, well.
I met Fredrik on my way out.
Jakob is in surgery.
- What kind of operation? - On the brain.
- Oh, fuck. - I know.
If Sebbe had died I would have killed myself.
- Don't say that. - I would.
He didn't die.
No.
He didn't.
He didn't die.
- I paid the insurance last year. - And I did it this year.
- Why is your paperwork such a mess? - It's not.
- Show me the document then. - Well, call the insurance company.
I don't need proof, but the police do.
- They called. - Have the police called?
- Don't you hear me? - I do.
I think I'd remember if you'd told me the police rang.
- Hello. - You never told me.
I told you they rang this morning and want to question Lukas.
- Why? - He's suspected of drink driving.
- He hadn't been drinking! - Tell the police that.
Could you keep the noise down? Lukas is asleep.
I thought he'd had sedatives.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Stop criticising her all the time. It's all you ever do.
Do I criticise?
What do we tell Mathilda?
Will she not have a big brother anymore?
And what do I tell Mum?
Shall I say that he'll lose the ability to talk?
And what about school? Do we speak to the head?
And do I sign off sick?
For how long? Until further notice?
How could this happen?
Why didn't he stay in and eat with us?
Why didn't we say to be back by one? Didn't we say to be back by one?
Why did we go to bed before he got back?
Why didn't we call to check where he was?
Wait, where are you going?
Which one is five years?
- That should be sent in. - I've paid bills forever.
What the hell is this?
- I'm pregnant. - What?
Don't touch that thing. She's pissed on it.
- You'll have to leave now. - No, we're not done.
I don't care. I need to look after my wife.
Right, I'm leaving.
Hello.
It feels totally surreal.
But surreal in a good way.
Won't you just be happy for a little while?
I'm just going to check on Lukas.
I'll be right back.
Hi. You'll finally get to see Jakob.
Remember that it might look scary.
But he's not in pain.
Oh, God.
Jakob.
Hi.
Hi, darling.
Mummy is here.
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