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THE FOLLOWING STORY IS INSPIRED BY REAL LIFE EVENTS

Mum...

Mum...

I made breakfast for you.

But the yogurt ran out ages ago, so I used chocolate milk instead.

Okay, did it?

I'll buy you yogurt.

How nice.

Wow. With cucumber and everything!

Thanks.

We should do something nice tonight.

Well, at least he got out the door.

-Mm. -What? That's good right?

God, why are there so many clothes in this hallway?

I'm getting home a bit late tonight, so I'll call before I get home.

There's another thing about Lukas that we need to discuss.

I just got him out the door, can't that be enough?

It has nothing to do with school.

We'll talk tonight.

Bye. I love you.

I'll bring food home, so we don't have to cook. Bye.

Bye.

-Hi. -Hi.

-How is he today? -Yeah, okay.

Oh, good.

Well, there was another thing I wanted to talk to you about...

I heard from a colleague that he's going to rent out his apartment

-in Bergshamra after Christmas. -Oh?

It's a little two-bedroom apartment, with a balcony,

close to the subway so...

I thought it might work for you.

Thanks for the tip, but...

-I'll work out my own apartment. -Okay...

-Well, you can think about it. -Mm.

-Okay. -Okay.

-Good bye. -Bye.

Okay, hurry now.

-Did you bring your homework? -Yes.

Good.

Come on.

Okay. We're in a bit of a hurry.

Jakob!

Mum?

Mum?

Jakob!

-What is it? -Nothing.

Come on.

-Mum, it's that way! -Stop it!

-But it's that way! -Stop it!

-There. -Stop it.

-In you go. -Hello there.

-It's the wrong classroom! -Hello! Sorry that we're late.

-Hello Mathilda, it's been a while. -Huh? What?

Yes, Matilda went here last year.

Elementary school is one floor up.

God, I'm sorry, I...

-I told you! -My God, yes...

-These things happen. -Yeah, exactly.

-I know you've got a lot going on. -Yes.

-We're thinking of you. -Thank you.

The whole school was shocked when we heard what had happened.

Can you find your way, Mathilda?

-Or should I come? -No, we'll find it.

Okay, thank you so much! Thanks, bye!

Come on.

Oh, good.

Hey, sorry we're late.

Okay, sweetie.

I'll see you later. Good bye.

Damn, what an awful thing.

But still, they must have had a guardian angel.

To think that they all survived.

How are you?

Yes, well... I was just going to buy some yogurt.

Did you get the flowers from the team?

Yes, thanks. I haven't had time...

No, that's not what I meant.

We were all just so shocked and felt we had to do something.

Flowers were the least we could do.

A real wake-up call that you have to seize the day.

But, Jakob, he's strong.

A little rehab and he'll be back on his feet soon.

-Right? -Mm.

The most important thing right now

is that he has mates who are there for him.

If he's got that, he can take whatever life throws at him.

Yeah. That's right.

I had a friend who was in a car accident. He was 20 years old.

Became paralysed from the chest down.

Looked bad there for awhile.

But today he's hauling scrap, four kids, on his third wife.

So, nothing is impossible.

I think I have to...

Yes, I won't keep you. But say hello to Jakob from me.

-Mm. -Tell him we're thinking of him.

And if there's anything I can do, just call me.

-Anything at all, just call! -Sure.

You're just standing around, laughing? Huh? Are you?

Bastard!

Oh, my God! Let go!

Oh, shit. Fuck.

Oh, shit.

How does it feel now, with your new family?

Better, I think.

You know, I thought you could get...

a bit of homework for next time. What do you think about that?

Would that be okay?

Yeah, I think so.

Okay, I'll just... Excuse me, I'll be right back.

Has something happened?

Yes! Ebba beat up Lukas. She jumped him outside the school!

-What?! But... -Can you go home? I'll be back soon.

No, I understand.

I just thought I'd check if you guys still needed a photographer,

now that I have an opening. But...

Absolutely!

Yes, but thanks anyway.

Yes, we will. Great. Bye. Bye.

Thank you for saving me from my life.

Has Ebba spoken to you?

No, I haven't spoken to hear.

-She just beat up Lukas. -What?!

-Yes, outside the school, just now. -That sounds completely insane.

I know but it's true and I'm on my way home from work now.

Oh, God.

I've called and called, but she's not picking up.

Who is it?

I'm on my way to get Lukas now.

Yes, well do that and call me after you've talked to him.

-Sure, I'll call later. -I'll try to get hold of her too.

Good. Yes, talk later. Bye.

-Who was that? -Just My.

What did she say?

Something happened to Lukas.

What? What happened to Lukas?

What do you mean? What happened?

-Hey. -Hey.

Where's Fredrik?

-He's grabbing a coffee. -Okay.

Hello darling. Mum's here. There, there.

-Where are the nurses? -They just left.

Everything was good.

Good.

Sometimes it feels like he's just sleeping.

But then I see all these machines...

-We were going to go to Spain... -Yeah...

-Hi. -Hey.

-Weren't you going to work? -No.

-Has something happened? -I want to talk to you outside.

Okay. What is it?

-I'm getting nervous. -I beat him up...

-Who? -Lukas. I beat him up.

Hold up now, wait, I'm not following.

Why? You beat Lukas up? Why?

-When? Now? -Now, yes.

He was in the school yard, laughing, and I just flew at him.

I beat him up. Fredrik, what the hell am I supposed to do?

What if they take Mathilda now!

-Who? -Social Services. The police!

-No, no. -Yeah! Fredrik, listen.

Children with violent parents are removed. They do that.

No. Hey, take it... Come here.

-No. -Take it easy. Honey, it'll be okay.

-No... -Yes, it will, darling. Come on.

God! What the hell.

Can you get rid of Carro? I can't handle her being here.

Yes, of course.

Fuck... Gloria's calling me. I have to answer.

-Can you go in? -Yeah, yeah.

-Hey. -What is going on?

I know... No, I don't know!

-Ask how Jakob is. -Have you spoken to My?

-Yeah, she called. -Has she reported me to the police?

-No, of course she hasn't. -No, but will she?

-No, I don't think so. -Oh God, Gloria...

-Take it easy now, breathe. -I can't, I can't do this...

-Don't say that... -What's she saying?

If I'm reported for assault, They'll take Mathilda!

Honey. Calm down. Yes, you have to.

-No, I can't calm down... -Then I'll come to you.

-I don't want you to be alone. -Stop, you don't need to...

-Yes, I'm on my way. -Okay, I'm with Jakob.

-I'll see you in a bit. Bye. -Thanks Gloria. Bye.

How's Jakob? What did she say?

-There's been no change. -And Lukas?

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

Listen, is it okay if I go to the hospital for a while?

I think Ebba needs me.

Yeah.

I can call Dad. So he can come here and be with you in the meantime.

No, it's okay. I'll be fine.

-Are you sure? -Yes.

Because I don't think it would be a problem for him, I'll text him.

No, don't.

Okay.

At least order some food.

Sure.

Hello?

Hey.

Lukas?

Lukas?

Lukas?

Can I come in?

How are you doing?

No one has any right to hit you, but Ebba's still in shock.

It's no excuse but it's an explanation at least.

You can't keep shutting me out like this, I'm your family too.

You're my mother's wife, you're not my family.

-Hey, look at me. -What?

-I know you're doing drugs. -What?

I found that bag with the pills in the laundry basket.

You have no right to look through my stuff, what the hell are you doing?

No, then maybe you should start doing your own laundry.

-Does Mum know? -No, not yet.

Please don't say anything to her.

I was just looking after them for a friend.

-For a friend? -Yes. It's true.

I'm not lying. It's not mine.

I promise.

If Dad found out, it would...

No! You damn...

-It's fine. -Yes...

Oh my God! We have to photograph this.

Do you have any other visible injuries?

-Everything has to be documented. -Yes.

I've already spoken to my lawyer

and he says we should definitely file a report.

-No. -Yes, yes.

He will call me back soon so you can talk to each other.

We should go back to the hospital so we can properly document it there.

It's good to have if there's a lawsuit later.

Can you just calm down? He's okay!

How the fuck could she go at him like that?

-She's in shock. -She's insane.

-No, she's not!

Yes, if you hit a child, then you're insane!

I was driving the car, I deserved it.

-No! Lukas, you can't say that! -No, no!

It was an accident!

Unlike this fucking attack of hers.

We should definitely report it to the police.

-What good will it do? -It won't do any harm.

Can everyone just leave, please?

I understand you're upset now.

But I'm just trying to tell you to think about what's best.

That maybe a report and an investigation and questioning

isn't the best option.

No, that's not what you're saying.

You think we should let her get away with anything at all,

just because her son is in hospital with a coma.

But Lukas doesn't want to report it to the police.

No, but we're his parents and we'll decide what to do!

Thanks.

-It'll be okay. -No, I couldn't stop hitting him.

It was so fucking scary.

I hit, and hit, and hit.

I punched him in the face.

-I couldn't stop. -There, there. I know.

But it's okay. Lukas is fine. He's okay.

You're still in shock. It'll get better.

-When? -When Jakob wakes up.

And everything's back to normal.

-If it ever does go back to normal. -Of course it will.

The doctors say everything is going as it should.

-Yeah, but... -No... No buts.

He'll wake up, and it'll be fine.

He has brain damage, Gloria.

If anyone can pull through, it's Jakob.

He's always been special.

You know you can call me, anytime.

And about anything.

Thanks.

Hi. Which group are you going to?

There, the food is almost ready here. I'm just going to get Lukas.

Have you told Lukas about the baby yet?

No, not yet. It's still early.

Do you have an egg donor?

Because you're probably too old to actually have children.

No, they're my eggs.

Oh. Congratulations, then.

And the sperm?

How did you do that?

It's from a donor.

Anonymous?

It's none of your business really, but it's from an open clinic.

Right, so when the kid is 18,

he can look the guy up and demand his rights.

Lovely.

You know... I saw a documentary about a donor in the US

who had donated to probably a hundred lesbian couples.

Everyone was very intellectual, studied at Yale and Harvard

and thought they had a Nobel laureate as a donor.

But it turned out...

this man was a beach bum who smoked weed all day

and lived in a trailer in Santa Monica.

I'm going out to walk to dogs.

Did she leave?

Apparently.

Hello!

I'm home!

Why are you sitting here in the dark?

Has something happened?

I was the one nagging him.

-What do you mean? -About the car.

I was the one who wanted to go driving.

-But Lukas was driving. -Yeah, sure...

Only because I told him to do it.

Do you know if Lukas had taken anything that night?

My told me she found ecstasy in his room.

If he had been on something, it would be a serious crime.

Lukas hadn't taken anything.

-Really? Are you sure of that? -Yes.

Okay.

Good.

Hey...

Darling, it'll be okay.

Hey...

It'll be okay, I know it will.

It was really stupid, but I just wanted to try.

Try what?

Ecstasy.

I'm sorry, Mum.

It was only that time, they were Jakob's pills...

-I'm so fucking ashamed. -What?

Jakob does stuff like that sometimes.

But it was the first time for me, I promise.

Sebbe...

You have to promise not to tell anyone, never ever, okay?

-I... -Promise!

I promise.

I have to get this.

-Hey. -Hey, are you still with Ebba?

What? No, I'm at home.

Damn it...

She never came back from the café, she won't answer when I call.

Looks like she took the car and bailed.

-Bailed? -Yeah.

I can see on the phone she's on her way out, she's driving somewhere.

Driving? Where?

Towards Gustavsberg or somewhere I don't know...

Do you have the password to her phone?

Me and My can go and look for her.

-Okay. -Just going to grab a pen...

There, in with you.

There, stand still.

-Hey. -There.

-Has he gone? -Yes.

-What about Lukas? -He's in his room.

He doesn't want to be disturbed.

What a day...

-I wish I could just go to bed. -Mm.

-What? -Nothing.

Come on, I can tell there's something.

-Hey Gloria. -Ebba's taken the car and bailed.

-What? -Mm, from the hospital.

-Now? -Yes, are you home?

-Yes. -We have to find her. Come here.

Of course, I'll be right there.

-See you outside my place. -Your place. Coming.

-Good. Bye. -See you.

Ebba has bailed.

-Bailed? -She took the car and left.

-Maybe just as well. -Stop it! She's doing really badly.

Yeah, yeah.

Gloria and I are going to look for her.

What? Now?

-Yes. -What? She's not five!

-Who was that? -Fredrik.

-What did he say? -Hey?

It's great you told me about the pills.

And we'll talk more about it later, but...

-What? -I have to go out again.

What? Why?

It's Ebba. She's not doing well.

But I'll call Dad and he'll come right away and be with you instead.

Okay?

-Hey. -Hey.

Can you come here and be with Sebbe? I need to head out for a bit.

No, she's not responding to me either.

Okay, just tell me where to drive.

We need to take the second exit when we get to Ingarö.

Mm.

The first left here.

There! Her car. Jesus, what's she doing here?

There she is. Stop.

-She's right there. -Oh, God...

Sweet friend...

No...

-Come here. There, there. -I can't... My...

It'll be okay...

Ebba...

-I'll help you now. -No, I don't want to go back!

-I can't! -You don't have to.

-I can't! -Listen, you don't have to.

-Okay. -Let's get in the car.

No, I don't want to...

-Try breathing instead. -I don't want to!

-You poor, sweet thing. -It will be okay.

No, it's not going to be okay!

-It will be. -It will never be fine!

I don't know what to do, I don't want to!

I don't want to! I can't! I don't want to!

-Ebba. Can you hear me? -Yes.

Okay, you're going to have a warm bath and then a whisky.

-I just need to call Fredrik first. -No, we'll handle it.

-Don't worry about it, Ebba. -Thank you.

You just relax...

No...

-Hello, Fredrik. -Hey, have you...

-Yeah, she's with us now. -Okay, where...

We ended up at My and Helena's country house.

-Ah, okay. Are you... How is she? -It's fine.

-We're going to stay here tonight. -Okay.

-Say hi, from me. -Yeah. I will.

-Bye. -Bye.

Who was that?

Fredrik. He knows Ebba's with us now and is feeling calmer.

-Good. -Have you called Helena?

I can't deal with her right now.

Shouldn't you just do it? Get it over with.

Yes, I guess it's good to rip off that band-aid.

-Hey, it's me. -Hi.

Gloria and I took Ebba out to our country house.

What? Are you serious? You've gone there?

Yes, we're here now.

You've gone to our house with a lunatic

who just beat up your son?

-No. That's not what this is. -It's exactly what it is.

-You're choosing her over your son. -I'm not choosing her over Lukas.

You know that.

Anyway, we'll be staying the night here.

Fine. You own half the house.

-Don't be so categorical. -I'm hanging up now.

-But, Helena. Please... -Yes, I'm hanging up now.

Didn't go well?

Everyone's just so fucking stupid right now.

Yeah, what the fuck? Fucking idiots.

Hey? Let's forget about everyone at home for awhile.

-Mm. -Okay?

-Let's do that. -Mm.

-Here you go. -Thanks. Oh, God.

I wouldn't make it without you two.

You don't have to.

And we wouldn't make it without you.

-You would. -Ebba, drink up now!

Yeah, okay.

Subtitles: Lily Ray