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And you had your...

- Yes?
- Do you know who that is over there?

- Which one?
- The one in the black dress.

Oh, the one in the black dress.
I know her. Her name's Ebba.

Staffan says she's studying. Music.

A beautiful name. Ebba.

- ...has promised to play for us.
- Oh?

Yes, but where is the wine?

- Could we listen?
- Sure.

Do you want to marry me?

- Oh no. There.
- Like that!

Yes.

There...

No, this isn't working.
Use another drawer.

There.

There is more coffee here. Hey!

- Yes.
- There is more coffee.

There is a lot there.

- How much is it?
- 15 kronor.

Thanks.

- Have you seen my cigarettes?
- Yes, they're in there.

Oh?

- Hey.
- The light is amazing.

Thanks.

I'm working a lot these days.

Ebba and I rarely speak.

Ebba?

Ebba!

You are not kind, Ebba.

- You are not kind, Ebba.
- Kind?

Explain.

You have your room. If you're hungry, you
can go to the shop and get some food.

Now, if you'll excuse me?

I remember my childhood.

The woman who picked raspberries
down by the gate.

And the sun that stood up in the sky
like a yellow pillar.

Ann-Marie.

Maybe it's been five years
since last time.

Hi!

Hi! I haven't seen you in a long time.

We've seen each other now.

And we're speaking.

Maybe it's been longer than five years.

I don't know why...

but now it feels so important
to see Ann-Marie again.

It can't be wrong to feel abandoned.

To feel that this particular journey
is the crucial one.

And we continue to speak.

I describe Ebba.

I speak of my feeling of unreality.

I let her see my temporary darkness.

She's currently coming back toward me.

Ann-Marie wants to invite me home
with her and Bertil, her husband,

so we can talk about all our memories.

Bertil. Bertil and Ebba.

You can't speak of memories, can you?

Memories are just there, like soil
under the grass we're standing on.

Oh, that's right.

- Mummy!
- Yes...

Mummy.

Whoops.

Whoops, whoops.

Whoops, whoops.

Here. Whoops.

Yes.

So, I live here.

I'll get on the bus.

Goodbye. I'll tell you if he...

I am happy now.

I'm feeling more free.

I can't take seeing Ebba again tonight.

I'm going to Staffan's.

He's asked me to come and see
his new house so many times.

Hello!

- That's one solution.
- Hello there!

Hey! It's you. I was just
wondering who it was.

You came to the wrong door.

Or I opened the wrong door,
the kitchen door.

Hey, come on in!

I'm just...

I'm just going to dry off, you know.

I'm having my evening dip.

Yes, and in the mornings,
on days I'm going to work.

It feels nice.

If you wait there, I'll get dressed.

Yes, that's done.
Come in and have a look at the house.

This is what it looks like.

So, you're out for an evening walk?

Let me introduce you to my wife Aina.

This is my colleague from the office.

Hello.

Follow me, I'll show you the roof
construction I have talked about.

It's actually quite fun.

What do you think?
So far it's worked very well.

I hope it keeps working.

- Rather fun, isn't it?
- Sure.

I have to show this to a lot of people
who run around the whole house.

- Would you like a cup of tea?
- Yes.

That would be nice. Oh, those are there!

Yes, that's right. This is the glass wall
that I talked about.

- Is this one?
- No, this one is...

But this one is placed like this.

You see, I was thinking... I'll show you.

- Sure.
- It's this one.

- The one over there.
- The TV room.

Yes. I was planning to move it here.

They come up here.
Then the wall leans this way.

And only have batteries here.
Or something like that.

I have spoken to Gyllenborg
at the office about this.

You could simply place it on wheels.

- Can I move it like that?
- Yes, just--

Sure, but my idea is a lot more fun.

You can put it in like this.

Yes, sure.

Or you can roll it around the whole...

That's quite fun.
It shouldn't be complicated like that.

And that yields this space here.

It's quite a fun idea, right?
I'll do one of these.

Yes, that's right.

- It won't be--
- What's that material?

Well, it's ordinary tile, nothing fancy.

Yes, not it's...

No, no.

I've spoken to...

How about having that cup of tea now?

Yes.

I think I'll talk to Nykvist about that.

- Have a seat.
- Thank you.

It...

It's great that you finally
made it out here.

- We talked about it so many times.
- It's a long way.

- It's not that far.
- And you're tired when you get home.

Yes, of course.
Did you take the subway?

- No, I came by taxi.
- Oh, you came by taxi?

- The subway is almost faster.
- Yes, but I didn't know the way.

- Sure.
- I didn't know the direction.

I get in my car in the morning, you know.

I'm planning to go to the office
an hour early tomorrow.

I'm going to look at Nykvist's blueprints.

- Really?
- Yes.

- Which blueprints?
- Don't know. His new rowhouses.

- He's going on vacation, you know.
- Right. Are you going on vacation?

Not yet. In a few weeks maybe.

I thought I'd go in early tomorrow
morning, so I can go home earlier.

No, I wasn't going to...

I was possibly going to skip tomorrow.

- Skip?
- Yes.

- Not going to the office at all?
- Yes, possibly.

Really?

You could have stayed over and we could
have gone in together tomorrow.

- Yeah...
- What do you say?

Yes, it's a good idea,
if you've got space.

Space? We've got tons of space.

Right, Aina? That's not a problem, is it?

No. That would be fun.

- Are you going to take a vacation?
- No, I won't.

I like being here.

Having a good friend.

Even though Staffan might not understand
what I'm looking for.

- I'm making coffee.
- You're so sweet.

I can't stand you anymore.

What is mine... Well.

Yes, see you tomorrow. Good night.

Good night.

- Hey, he's here now.
- Yes.

- I'll talk to him.
- Yes.

Yes.

Yes...

That's good timing.

Yes, that's right.

My boss is a sympathetic man.

But when he's working, he's helplessly
caught by the mechanics of his task.

Like a cog between the voices
on the phone and his staff.

That's often the way it is.

I go to a family. I have to
get them to abandon their house.

We're going to build here.

Of course. Of course we're aiming
to improve people's accommodation.

We'd been talking for two or three hours,
we'd gone through all those problems.

I'd clarified
everything we'd talked about.

All of a sudden he comes up to our table

and talks about
the things I'd explained to him.

I told him I had guests,
so it wasn't suitable to talk about that.

Then he understood
I didn't want to listen.

Then he left, and he said
that I could call him the next morning.

- But I didn't bother with that.
- No, that's often the way it is.

What?

Oh, right!

But after a couple of days, he called me.

He asked me who was with me that day.

I said: "It was the man we spoke about.

That's why
I didn't want you to say anything."

Then he understood, but I think that's
obvious if you're out like that.

And we'd spoken about it so many times.

I told Aina, and she agreed with me.

She didn't say anything
about the actual problem.

But that's typical of him.

Every time we've been out,
it's been like that.

It was the same when we were
up in the mountains that time.

He had arrived before us.

Exactly the same thing happened then.

He knocked on my door in the evening.

I was going to bed, I was in my pajamas.

Today, I'm going to see Ann-Marie.

I'm on my way there.

Ann-Marie! On the way there!

Tell me!

You know Ann-Marie, don't you?
She understands me.

She helps me find my own...

self.

Who is Ann-Marie?

I'm on my way there now.

Away from Ebba.

Her hair is so blond.

- Tell me.
- Quiet!

Listen.

I've arrived.

I have to go.

She lives here.

On the ground floor, I think.

- Hi!
- Hi! Welcome.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Well...

No, I should probably head off now.

- What's your wife's name?
- Ebba.

What a beautiful name.

Ann-Marie
wanted to know more about Ebba.

I tell her
that Ebba doesn't understand me.

That life with her has become unbearable.

That I need to be left in peace.

But maybe Ann-Marie doesn't understand

that I'm looking for something
more important than day-to-day.

Maybe women always
defend each other's positions.

I tell Ann-Marie about me,
about what's important to me.

She has to know.

But she stops me.

She interrupts me.

She says I should try
to understand Ebba instead.

Maybe there is some sort of truth
in what Ann-Marie is saying.

Maybe I have to continue with
the routine that I've gotten into.

Maybe part of my life
has to be to pretend.

Farewell, Ann-Marie.

With you, I've seen me, recognized myself.

I hope Ebba hasn't been worried.

Maybe she's angry.

But I'm sure I can talk to her.

Maybe she called Staffan, and she knows
that I slept there last night.

Am I dead?

Dead.

I have to ask.

Aaah!

Aaah!

Aaah!

Aaah!

Aaah!

Aaah!

Understand.

Humanity.

Let us see each other.
Let us give each other life.

Let us understand
each other's difficulties and faults.

Let me share the responsibility with you.

I, human.

I, with an obligation to live.

I had such an awful dream.

I love you.

I feel better now.