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Communication is everything.

Validating,

sharing concerns,

sorrow, joy.

A reason for losing the spark is

taking each other for granted,

not noticing each other.

Max five minutes.

I'm picking up.

- Make it quick. - Yeah.

You stop listening.

If you think back

to the day you met,

why did you choose each other?

Registration ends today.

This choice

is so important.

Great!

We have one life. Sometimes it goes too fast.

Nice!

If you live to the full…

Anna, your mum should sign.

…and decide

to let go…

Let go!

Never!

…life can be marvellous.

Unexpected things happen

in life.

Hi.

Don't be afraid of that.

Hey.

- Angry? - No.

Just felt like kicking a wall?

That's okay.

Want to go home?

I'll help you. One, two… Oh!

Dinner!

IF THE PARTICIPANT IS UNDER 18

- Dinner's ready. - I heard you!

Life is about sharing small moments.

Worries, fears, sorrow.

Above all, joy.

You said dinner was ready.

It is.

We're waiting for Dad, whenever he shows up.

If you have no one to share those moments with,

it's like they don't exist.

You two have great ground to build on.

I can't tell you what will happen.

If you have each other,

things work out.

LET GO

I'm hungry!

We'll eat soon, love.

So? It looks like you signed it.

- Don't fake signatures. - Don't go through people's bags.

- I picked it up from the floor. - You went through it.

Please…

Don't do that. Don't sign someone else's name.

If a guardian should sign it, that's me.

- Hi. - It's an offence.

- Give me a break! - Can you set the table?

Have you a clue how much I've practised?

I do have clue.

- Hi. - Shut up.

No point if I can't compete!

I didn't say that.

What's the problem?

You were going without telling me.

- I'm the boss of my own life. - Right…

I want the same as you.

It tastes the same.

Hello? Stopped talking to me?

The other one hurts your tummy.

I'm the only one selected from the club. Should I waste that?

- Lulu says I have it. - She's not your mother.

I wish she was.

If she was, she'd like to know where her daughter is.

Everything has to be your way. Why do you boss us around?

I'm not.

The hell…

Can everyone put their things where they should be?

I don't care. I'm going.

Jesus.

Think I want you there?

You always fight.

Or don't speak. Not exactly a party crew.

- Enough. - Enough from you too.

I'm hungry.

Dad and I will discuss it after dinner.

Why not now? You're both sitting here.

What's the problem?

Not the time.

For what?

Is it that I pole dance?

If so, that says more about you than the sport, paedo!

- What's a "paedo"? - Mum!

Dad and I will discuss it. First…

Fuck off!

This is yucky.

- I need… - I want a divorce.

I want one.

It's not working.

Mum!

- No… - Yes.

I can't.

Not working.

We're not divorcing.

Not now.

Not working?

- Show me. - That.

And if you press there?

Look, it works.

Mum?

"Even though Super-Manne was young,

he'd seen more than any other super baby."

"The super family was complete."

"Nothing could stop them."

DIPLOMA

I've decided. We're going.

You want to punish me.

It's punishment, supporting your family?

Ten minutes ago, you didn't want to go.

Now I do.

"Until death do us part."

Now you want divorce. People change.

You want to go because of that?

No. Be a present father before we divorce.

I am a present father.

Great. We go in two weeks.

Are we good?

Is this relationship good?

We need to calm down.

You'll realize it's the right thing to do.

Necessary.

No.

But then…

Let's discuss it…

Nothing to discuss.

It might not mean anything to you. It does to her.

We're going. That's that.

But then…

I suggest you go without me.

You're coming.

We can discuss it when we get back.

Right now, pretend nothing's happened

and everything is normal.

Please don't…

Know what?

When we're a whole family again,

you can leave.

Until then, we're together, like it or not.

It's her way of controlling everything.

This is out of hand.

What's she trying to say?

Heal and then separate?

Am I supposed to play the happy family father,

loves her, is attracted to her,

until she lets me leave?

I… I can't.

I can't!

- Gustav, here. - Yeah.

- Sit. - Yeah.

There.

- Oh dear. - There.

Damn.

There.

- It's for the kids. - No…

They're no worse off than others.

No?

- You don't know them. - No.

You?

- What? - No, I don't mean it like that.

There's something to it.

Maybe you weren't present,

and maybe they need you.

It's not about that.

Seems like it is.

I'm trying to help.

- I know. - Yeah.

You're wise and kind. Thank you.

The worst thing…

I come across as pathetic.

That's correct.

You're very pathetic, but also very sweet.

- So sweet. - No…

Sweet and sour.

Dammit!

It's not okay.

So unnecessary.

An unnecessarily traumatic process.

Hey…

I think you're overreacting.

It's only a couple of weeks, okay?

She's asking for a nice ending, so give them that.

Yeah.

Then you and I get to spend the rest of our lives together.

- Need help? - I'm fine.

- No screwdrivers. - I know.

- Where you want these? - There.

Okay.

And my hot pants?

I'll get them.

That's staying at home.

Hot pants…

I'LL MISS YOU

ME TOO. SAFE FLIGHT

Don't run…

- Out of your pocket. - I know.

Manne!

- That's going in a box… - Yes!

Hey, come here.

Let's go. We have to…

- No! - Lots of people are waiting.

We'll be late for our flight…

I don't want to go!

No, but I do.

The hell?

Anything in your pockets?

I need one of those.

Come.

Can you please get Anna's bag?

Yes, that one. Thank you.

Watch it.

- I will. - Can I take a look at your bag?

- Come. - No.

Come now.

There.

This yours?

It's my five-year-old son's.

What illegal stuff is there?

- Yeah. - My gun!

It's a water gun. It's a toy.

What kind of toy is this?

I can't answer.

- Daddy's knife. Very expensive. - Children…

It stays here.

Mum! Can you explain I pole dance?

No… Take it easy. Please, sit down…

Hi. One of these and a red wine.

Want anything?

No.

No…

There.

Leave them alone.

Honey… Sit down.

There's some food.

I don't want any.

It might be good.

Manne…

Hey. Listen. Sit.

Don't press it. The attendant will come.

We're getting nothing.

I'm shooting!

It's tough being a single mum.

Stop. Sit down.

What? Stop it! Cut it out!

There.

Welcome. I hope you've settled in…

There.

No!

Thanks.

There.

Then…

This is ours.

Yoo-hoo!

- Hi! - Hi!

Grandma!

My family!

- I was so happy when you called. - Astrid, you all right?

- Yes. - Yes…

My darling!

It's wonderful you're here.

Who's behind there?

He won't take it off.

Understandable. It's so cool.

- Let's go to Grandma's! - Let's.

- And snuggle. - Yes.

I've made game stew.

- I don't eat meat. - What?

Tiny pieces.

She's your mum. We can't come here and not stay.

We could have not told her.

You could have done that. That didn't happen.

Come on!

Arild can't wait to see you.

Come on.

Is he alive?

Yes. Come on.

There.

I've made the beds in the cabin.

Chilly. You might want to light a fire before bed.

Takes a while for it to warm up.

I'll sort it.

- Believe it when I see it. - You will.

Right.

- Or I can sort it. - I'll do it.

What about Anna's competition?

I'd love to see her strip.

It's not that!

Not judging.

It's judgmental calling it stripping.

There you go.

Manne doesn't eat gluten..

Everyone's sensitive.

Manne's got coeliac disease, so…

He shouldn't have much bread.

He shouldn't have any bread, since he's intolerant.

Right.

Call it what you want. It's silly.

Mum, you can…

Can't I say what I want?

In the old days, bread wouldn't kill a child.

Here you go.

He gets stomach ache and diarrhoea.

There's nothing else.

I always bring a bag with food for him.

We do. We pack extra.

Children these days are spoiled.

No one asked.

No. And it's a shame, Gustav.

You have one mother. You should work on that.

- What? - Nothing.

- I'll get it. - And you?

Have you worked on it?

I want to know.

You've worked on our relationship?

- You don't want me there. - Are you lighting a fire?

If you want to be a part of the family,

go ahead.

Be the best grandmother. But do it for your own sake.

Dad?

Don't give me grief for not begging you.

Doesn't mean I don't want you in our lives.

- It means I'm not begging. - Dad?

Now I have a mission.

I'm chopping wood

to make sure my daughter doesn't freeze.

Shit.

Damn it!

Damn it to hell!

Here.

It'll be okay.

It's so cold.

It'll soon be warm.

We'll find a hotel tomorrow.

I know you're there.

Blink if you hear me.

Thanks and bye.

Thanks.

He's difficult.

Lucky to have you.

Yeah…

Are you two okay?

Good.

He needs you.

- You too. - Yeah.

More than he knows.

Take care.

No, don't press the buttons. We're going now.

Mummy, he has magic powers.

So do I. Let's go.

Can we stay?

Another time.

A lot's going on today.

I want to stay!

I know. You know what?

The hotel is near Anna's competition. This'll be better.

Come on.

There.

Put your seat belt on.

My understanding was the hotel was close to the venue.

- Nothing is far down here. - No.

I love that there are older contestants this year.

If only I was!

- Key. - Yes.

How far away is it?

Just a stone's throw.

If you throw far.

I'd like to fill up.

- I want this! - You don't play with those.

I do. I'll call this one Gorgor.

- No, put it back. - No.

Stop arguing.

- Pump is ready. - Yes, thanks.

Let's see, there is…

Dad!

Are we waiting here?

Yes.

Pick a magazine each. I'll be back.

I only want Gorgor!

Okay. You have that. I'll be back.

Wait here. You watch him.

Mum made those.

The postcards.

She was bored and started doodling.

Dad saw the business potential.

Thought they were beautiful.

Who knows?

Mummy's on the magazine.

No… Put it down.

Stop.

Something's wrong with him.

Hot mum.

He was tough, but I stood my ground.

Like you said.

So I got what I wanted.

Wow.

- Miss you. - Me too.

- Speak later. - Kisses.

RECENTS

It's ten minutes away.

That's not bad.

I'm just going to pay, so…

Who is she?

A colleague.

I don't want her here.

No.

Here.

Manne!

Manne!

- Where is he? - Honey?

One minute.

You can leave big kids for a minute.

- Absolutely. - Yeah.

Let's go.

Come here.

You're making me nuts.

You're pissed off.

You have every right to be, but just be pissed off.

Want me to yell?

I want you to express your emotions.

What you've been doing for a long time is not normal.

It's scary.

I'm talking to a woman behind your back,

and you're ice-cold.

What do you feel?

- You want to know? - Yes.

- Okay. - Yes.

I'm sick of you.

I'm fed up with doing everything.

You never help out.

Booking trips, putting the kids to bed…

You're incapable.

It's like you've resigned from your responsibilities.

Like I'm a man from the '50s?

- It feels like that. - I get it.

I'm a very responsible person.

You're not!

I asked you to watch them. What happened?

I was filling the car to go to a strip show.

I found our five-year-old son reading porn.

You prioritise calling your mistress over watching them.

That terrifies me, Gustav.

How will you look after them by yourself?

It's not that bad.

We're talking a minute of porn exposure!

It wasn't one minute.

You're always gone.

That's your problem.

I'm here now. I'm always here.

- You just don't see me. - Stop.

I'm very tall, yet you talk over my head.

My kids don't answer.

Isn't there a reason?

- You know. - I do.

You're absent-minded. Your mind's elsewhere!

And they can tell, because they're your kids.

They notice you don't see them

or listen to me.

You don't listen!

I listen…

You…

You never listen!

I'm a professional listener!

I listen day and night! Can I never have time off?

- You want a divorce. - Yes.

But you can't divorce your children.

It's for their sake we're here, so…

We're here to watch our daughter strip.

Pole dancing.

She doesn't want us here.

But here I am. I listened.

It's a fucking disaster, from beginning to end.

You can't ask more.

I can.

I'm asking you to be here. Not just in body. All of you.

I'm asking

to prioritise us for a few days. That's not much.

- You're so evil… - You asked me to say how I feel.

Know how I feel?

I feel like your mum.

Work on your relationships.

- You'll end up alone. - I need to work on my relationships?

- Bizarre. - Can you turn it off?

- I can't. - Give me the phone.

- How difficult is it? - You can't have it.

What's wrong?

She's angry.

Let go!

Give me it.

Want it? Here.

The hell?

There.

He's angry.

You're sick.

Sick.

Know what you are? Selfish as hell.

You'll still have them when I'm not in your life,

cleaning up all your damn mistakes.

If you can make them happy by going to see them strip,

you do it!

With a smile.

Let's do that.

I'll listen.

Good idea.

I feel happier.

Who wants to go to a hotel?

Oh dear.

Okay, put your seat belts on.

There.

Let's go.

Oops!

Man…

YOU'RE NOT BORN OUT OF HELL YOU CREATE IT YOURSELF

Hey, that's my life!

Can you feel the joy?

It's wonderful. I'm enjoying it.

Yeah.

No, I'll carry them.

I want to enjoy putting work in.

This will be good.

Nice place.

This feels great.

Brilliant. This weighs nothing.

My bed!

Everything's here.

It's cosy and warm. I know that's important.

Where's my pole bag?

What were you thinking?

We're here for my competition,

and my gear is in that bag!

My hot pants, every-fucking-thing!

You're so fucking useless!

I hate… Let go!

Bye!

Mummy…

Don't worry.

She got angry. It's okay to be angry.

Go away!

Get the fuck out!

This wasn't good. I'm sorry.

My fault.

And…

It's okay what you're feeling…

Stop going therapist.

You've ruined everything!

Yeah…

Why don't we see if we can get new clothes?

How the hell do you forget a bag? I said to watch it.

You did.

Hey…

The shops are closing. We'll make it.

We might find something.

Over my dead body.

You're damn useless, you know that?

Yeah.

I do.

People say so.

"'I'm a grumpy little Small,

and nobody loves me.'"

"'Oh, Small.'"

"'Grumpy or not,

I'll always love you.'"

Are you sad?

No, I'm not.

Might this…?

You're joking.

Here.

These?

What?

You can have anything you want.

Why the hell would I want to dance in those?

They have knee pads. I mean, that…

They're elastic… They're sporty.

Help me.

You have to guide me. I don't know.

Everything I needed was in that bag.

I understand.

I'm sorry this happened.

You're angry and upset,

and I am sorry for what I did.

Really.

But now we have to try and fix it.

Just tell me what you want.

If you…

If you'd been to a practice, you'd know.

If you ever thought about anyone else,

you wouldn't have forgotten it.

But you don't care.

I do.

I'm caring as much as I can.

It's too late.

I might as well skip it.

No…

Hey.

This is not ideal,

and you can't buy pole dancing outfits here.

But remember we have the same goal,

for you to compete and feel satisfied.

So be transparent. Tell me what you need.

I'll sort it.

Golden hot pants.

What?

Screw this. I'm going.

Let's try another way.

Let's think about it this way.

Let's buy some time.

I'll pick out things I hope you won't hate.

Maybe we'll find something.

We'll bring it home, and you can try it on.

See how it feels before you decide.

I'll get these just in case.

Yeah.

I'll get the door.

Yes.

I'll unpack this.

Whatever.

Aren't you happy?

How did it go?

To hell.

She doesn't make it easy.

Not for anyone, least of all herself.

What should I say? That I don't know her?

- Is that better? - Think that's what I want?

Don't know.

Why didn't you say how important this is?

Why didn't you ask?

You have to take your place,

force your way in.

It's our job.

It's not about spoiling them.

It's about being there when it matters.

I know.

It's not easy when you've taken that place.

Stop it. Okay.

Maybe it's the system's fault.

I pay the bills, get the car serviced.

You know what they need.

Call it male and female,

but you fall into those roles.

It's your role. There's no space for me.

If you wanted that role, you could've said.

- Or done something. - I've tried.

I did it to make things easier.

If I pack the kids' bags, you repack them.

I pack them because you never find anything.

No, because things are never where I leave them.

Is this about who packs?

- No. - No.

It's me not knowing my kids.

You haven't let me take any responsibility.

That's what it's about for me.

You're a control freak.

A control freak.

You think all will go to shit unless you're there.

- That's a fear of mine. - So you don't include me.

- I've never excluded you. - You haven't included me.

You worry I'll get it wrong.

Everything is done your way. I can't breathe.

We have different goals.

No, we don't.

We have the same goal.

Different methods.

We must accept

life doesn't always turn out as expected.

That's no reason to lose the plot.

- When have I done that? - Well…

- No, tell me when. - I don't have any specific examples.

You lose it, even if no one sees it.

It's fine, but there are limits.

Do you know what?

It's a relief to know that I can let go of responsibility.

I'll let go.

Take over.

I'm going to bed.

Where are the toothbrushes?

Why is Daddy on the sofa?

So you can sleep here. Come here.

Love you.

Every time you say you love me,

I double it.

Do you have a theme?

Yes.

Great. I'll take that.

- Here. - Thanks.

You can rehearse in the gym in ten minutes.

- Anyone with you? - No.

Okay. Thank you.

- Okay? - I'm going to practise.

- Want me to come with? - No.

- Okay. - Didn't want that.

Text me when you're done.

We won't wait.

How will she get home?

She'll call.

I'm not waiting.

- Hello! - Okay…

- Hi! - Bye.

Wait. I'm glad you're here.

We need help in there.

If you're not busy.

No. It's too tight.

Give it some slack. It must be looser.

There.

No, now it's too loose.

Go three centimetres up.

Everything changed when I competed in Bologna,

at the Piazza Manfredi.

About the elephant in the room…

As a man, it's difficult

to watch a bunch of girls writhing around a pole.

Yet you do.

Yes and no. I close my eyes.

- Close your eyes? - Yes.

I close them.

I'm there,

but not.

What you do for those you love.

Do you want a hand?

No. Do things your own way.

She thinks I help,

but I just fiddle with the knot, and she's working.

"Help with the backdrop."

"Absolutely," I say.

I'm happy. She's happy.

People aren't happy with simple.

You move boundaries.

You see a Merc.

"Life would be great if I could drive that."

"If I had that, life would be different."

The problem is, that car will act up as well.

- At least I can fix my Saab. - Yeah.

Don't sit there fiddling with the knot.

My Saab acts up,

but I love her.

He's completely useless.

Let's unpack…

Frank, help.

- Frank! - Yes.

Hi.

You okay?

- You? - Yeah.

I had an odd conversation.

Probably no odder than her.

You met your match?

No, I mean she's special.

She has…

She produces these.

Incredible.

You feeling off?

No, I think I just need to eat.

I'll get you something.

You'll feel better.

This is a lucky troll.

This is for you, as a thank you.

Or give your daughter it.

She might need it. The competition is tough.

See you at the kickoff?

- Of course! - Great.

Sorry, I have to…

I don't know…

MORPHINE

WHAT DO I TELL THE CHILDREN? THE SWEDISH CANCER SOCIETY

Why would a kickoff be fun?

- I should have said no? - Yes.

Well, I didn't. Now we're going.

It's my desire, being there at the kickoff.

I mean…

They didn't have strong mustard. Sad.

Mummy?

Mummy?

Why aren't you listening?

Manne.

Hello?

In you go.

- Why is Mum being weird? - Buckle him up.

Good.

Okay?

Eat that. You'll feel better.

I promise.

Come on.

You feeling better?

Shall I help?

Yes.

There.

Thanks.

Carry me!

I can't.

Come.

You're not here with me.

Of course.

They only have pizza. You bring his bag?

Bag…

You didn't.

You know what?

Stay here with Dad. I'll go get the bag.

I want to go.

- But… - Hey…

They'll have something gluten-free.

Don't think so. The keys?

Let's talk to them, and…

Can you give me the car keys?

We're in the situation we talked about yesterday.

He's hungry, and your world collapses.

Don't lose the plot.

For once, let go.

Just let go.

I will.

Good.

Will you take care of that?

Then…

I'll order myself a drink.

You're drinking?

I'll do it now.

- You drive home. - Let go.

Yes.

You're competing?

Why ask like that?

Seriously?

Yes. See how serious I am?

- Okay, sure… - Picked a theme?

- Well… - We're running out of beer.

- Okay? - Don't drink!

Don't want to say?

Sorry.

What the hell is that woman wearing?

I think she organised the competition to show off.

Loves being the centre of attention.

- Where's Gabbe? I'll sort it. - Yeah.

She's coming.

Dad needs some cases of beer.

- Hi. - Hi.

Hi! So glad you could make it.

Cheers!

Get up. Don't lie on the floor.

Hungry!

- We'll order. - Let go!

Hey, there he is.

Hi.

Do you have anything gluten-free?

Pizza.

Yes, you do.

That's… the problem. It's bread.

Want something without bread? Pizza without bread?

Yes.

So, cheese?

Cheese is great.

Or anything that doesn't have gluten.

It's like…

It sways.

- Shit, that was your mum. - Don't worry.

- Want one? - No, I'm good.

When did you start?

Recently. You?

Since birth.

Not since birth. You get it.

It's to make Mum happy.

It sounds cheesy, but…

she's been through tough times.

All this means so much to her.

I…

She's happy, I'm happy.

It doesn't sound cheesy.

My act is about supporting each other,

but it feels so fake.

Why?

We're not supporting each other now.

Mum and Dad think everything's difficult.

And they don't think this is appropriate.

It isn't.

Why?

Don't get me wrong,

but for girls, it's about striptease.

Why?

You dance around a pole.

But…

What the hell. You do it at Midsummer.

That's not stripping.

Is it?

Maybe not.

Cheese.

Thank you.

It turned out well.

You can…

Manne?

Sorry, your son wants you.

Thank you.

Dance with me.

- Come. - I just have to…

Hey, what happened?

I wanted to try.

Okay. We'll fix it.

Mummy knows what to do.

Yeah, but I also know what to do.

What happened?

He ate pizza. I'm bringing him in.

- Where? - To the hospital.

- And Mum? - Huh?

- Where's Mum? - Inside.

Letting go. Tell her where we went.

The hell?

I told you not to embarrass me!

- Honey… - I hate you.

I know. You tell me every day. Message received.

Is it supposed to hurt? It doesn't seem right.

- He's gluten intolerant? - Yes.

Then that's what's not right.

It'll be all right.

Can I feel your tummy?

No!

She'll feel it very gently.

Won't hurt.

There we go.

- Mummy! - I'm here.

Let's feel.

There. You're doing so well.

So well!

Okay.

All done.

- Done. - Mummy!

It can hurt like this.

He should be okay.

I'll get you some fluid replacement. Just a minute.

- A minute? - Yes.

One minute. That's 60 seconds.

Shall we count?

Sixty, 59,

58,

57,

56…

55… Good.

I can't count any more!

I can. Fifty-four…

I'm pooping.

He's not picking up.

No, you stomped on his phone, because you're crazy.

- Stop being angry. - Stop being annoying.

What's so annoying?

Explain what I do wrong.

You do everything wrong, Mum.

You're on our backs, bossing us around.

We have our own will.

I've noticed.

I didn't want you here. I'm fine on my own!

You always want to be with me.

You don't let me go for one second.

Stop controlling my life. You're suffocating me.

Constantly worried about losing me. So annoying!

Realise I'm growing up. Deal with that…

Honey, I know you're growing up.

Sorry.

Sorry if I embarrassed you. That wasn't my intention.

I was having fun,

but I messed up. I apologise.

But I'm only human. I also make mistakes sometimes.

I just want to be involved.

I…

Whatever you choose to do in life, I support you.

Or we do.

Whatever happens,

I'll be proud of you.

I want you to know that.

We won't always be attached.

No, I know.

You have to trust I can stand on my own two feet.

I want you to stand on your own two feet.

I'm terrified of losing you.

But I want you to live how you want to.

When you're happy, I'm happy.

Stop being so angry. I don't think I can take it any longer.

I told you I couldn't count.

But you're not in pain any more.

- I have no trousers or underwear. - We're going to the car.

I don't want to go without them!

Hello.

Everything okay?

Yeah.

You should go for your theme.

It's nice.

Stronger together.

I don't know.

Go easy on her.

They go through tough times, and

she means well.

Thanks for the lift.

See you.

You okay?

I'm not feeling great.

I'll help you into bed.

I can do it.

I would like to help you.

I just need to…

Nothing strange about this.

They're normal wrestling boxers.

- I'll wear them to work. - No.

Everyone will love them, with the glitter and gold.

You're funny.

- What is this? - It's a lucky troll.

- That does pole dancing? - Yes. Any questions?

Yes.

What do I do with it?

Why don't you put it on your bag, or…

I don't want it.

No?

You don't suffocate me.

- Don't know why I said that. - Don't worry.

You don't do everything wrong.

You do everything right.

I don't know about that.

Love you.

Every time you say that, I double it.

No. Weirdest troll I've seen.

Might be.

Strangest thing anyone's seen.

Surprise them.

- Hi! - Or is it?

We've been shopping for new clothes.

Tell them.

Nothing to tell. It's normal.

He's got some new trousers.

I'll never get those back.

Never…

- Get him! - They're pulling tricks!

- Yes! - No!

Enough.

Come on.

Can't believe I left the hospital naked.

I'm going.

I love you.

Let's go.

Say good night.

- Good night. - Sweet dreams, honey.

- Good night. - Good night.

"'Of course, ' said Large,"

'bug or not,

"I'll always love you, no matter what.'"

"'No matter what?' said Small."

"'What if I was a crocodile?'"

"Large said, 'I'd hug you close and tight

and tuck you up in bed each night.'"

DON'T TOUCH! WET PAINT

- I… - He's my son too.

I know.

He's wonderful.

I'll get some fresh air.

I can't leave them.

I don't want to.

I really don't want to.

I want to be with my family.

Sorry.

Sorry?

Sorry?

You're…

Know how supportive I've been?

- Yes. - Do you really?

You don't care about the emotions of other humans.

I've done everything for you.

I've been your therapist.

I don't know what to say.

No. You seldom do.

Which superpower do you want?

To be able to fly.

Or be transparent…

What about you?

I would like to stop time.

Hey, all right?

Rehearsal go well?

We can leave if you want.

We can pick you up later.

You decide.

I want you to stay.

That's inconvenient. We had other things we wanted to do.

Nervous?

That's natural.

I would be.

If you competed in pole, I'd be nervous for you.

Thanks.

Hey.

You'll do great.

You're awesome.

And beautiful.

You wave that around, I'll kill you.

Got it.

- She all right? - Yes.

- Does she know about the blue stain? - On her ass? No.

Our next participant

will tell us about

how we are stronger together!

Please welcome,

Anna Holm!

Do it.

GO, ANNA

Anna!

- Come! - No.

- Yes! - It's your act.

You said we're stronger together. Come on out.

You owe me one.

You're so good.

How will you celebrate?

Mum and Dad are busy.

What? You won the entire thing.

Well,

if you hadn't pulled me on, you would have.

- Damn good! - Don't swear!

But that was insane, both of you.

- I mean… - I mean…

We are so proud.

- How is it possible? - Hi!

Hello!

You were so good at stripping.

Thanks.

You could have sat with us.

- I was here for my own sake. - I'm impressed.

Let's celebrate.

- Can I celebrate with Gabriel? - But we want to celebrate you.

Of course.

Of course.

Up to you.

We'll send you loads of cash.

- Shall we get food? - Let's.

What do you want?

- To go to Grandma's. - Do you?

Another day. Grandma's busy…

I'm not busy.

- We'll go to mine. - Yes!

Get him tomorrow.

We should take him.

You need alone time.

See you tomorrow.

- Come. - Want to go?

Let's play cards with Arild.

Bye.

Hey…

The food bag. Don't take chances.

Googled it. It's fine.

Okay.

Bye!

She googled.

So it'll go to hell.

She's a menace.

We can't give her an iPad and hope.

Stop.

Let's just…

Been a while since it was just the two of us.

Unsettling, not being interrupted.

I can help.

I can distract you, so it'll feel like normal.

What happened?

How did we get here?

I know you…

you don't love me. Been a long time since you did…

I just…

have tried to understand…

why you are so

angry with me.

- You hate me. - No. I don't.

But you do hate me.

But you can't let me go.

- I don't understand… - I understand.

I don't understand why I've been so angry.

I've been so angry with you.

Sorry about that.

I got stuck in this mum role.

Not your fault.

You never demanded that of me.

I've felt disappointed in you.

You don't see what I do for this family.

It's not that.

I…

I have a

very pathetic, and very common,

male problem.

I haven't been able to handle…

that the kids get the attention.

It's that simple.

I started

to feel forgotten,

to miss you,

to feel I was in the way.

And in the end, I just felt like

it was best if I disappeared, without fuss.

I did everything wrong, as you pointed out.

It's also…

so stupid.

No one improves by being told off.

- Maybe you do. - Or you don't.

I don't enjoy nagging you, if you understand.

I understand.

But we both know that I…

deserved it.

At least now.

I've been a disaster.

I'm useless.

Don't.

You're not.

Hey?

You're not.

I miss you.

Us.

What we were.

Remember?

So damn good.

- It was good. - It was so good.

So good.

Everything's gone to hell.

It's hard to fight when you don't feel seen.

I see you.

Believe me.

Yeah.

What you've done for this family.

I'm sorry for what I've put you through.

And our family.

You don't want me back.

Know what?

If she makes you happy,

I'm glad.

- Please stop. - I mean it.

I don't know how to say this…

Whatever happens,

can we not talk about it now?

Don't say it.

Can we…

just…

Let's forget about it… and seize this evening.

Let's spend this evening together.

Now.

Can we?

Good.

Hi.

Thought I'd wake you.

What's the time?

- Quarter past one. - What?

The kids are in the car. Mum dropped Manne off.

Relax.

We're packed.

Come when you're ready.

We'll wait.

How many legs does on an alien?

How long is a piece of string?

How would I know?

- I don't know. - How many legs, Mummy?

It's impossible to know about aliens, because…

No one's seen one.

I think they have two legs.

Mum, can you come?

I'll just put Manne to bed.

Can we talk?

Stella…

Hey…

Come.

It will take time,

and I don't deserve it.

I don't know what to say.

I'll do anything.

Understand?

It's too late.

No.

Yes. Listen to me.

I'm ill.

What?

Cancer.

No…

Everything will be okay.

Everything will be okay.

As a mother, your lot is to say it will be all right.

Even if you know it won't.

You can't process it until you tell your family, they said.

And…

I should have done it straight away.

It was

cowardly and wrong.

But I couldn't.

I couldn't.

My fear was being left by the one I love.

But it's a hundred times worse

to leave those you love.

I was so afraid of what would happen.

That the children would feel responsible for me, and

children shouldn't have to.

Children should be children.

I was afraid

my husband would feel sorry for me…

and stay for the wrong reason.

- Wool? - Yeah.

- No wool. - That's why they're hot pants.

I was afraid of how…

how he would handle it without me,

of how the children would react. I was afraid…

How the hell would they cope?

I was afraid they'd feel alone.

Afraid of everything.

Hi.

But our children are in a good place.

That's all I've cared about.

Maybe we should buy Christmas presents?

They are surrounded by people who love them more than life.

- See you soon. - Anna?

And you will take care of everything.

Come.

I know you're here.

All of you.

For them.

Love you.

Every time you say it, I double it.

Soon not being a part of our

chaotic daily life,

our life together…

I can't express the sadness I feel about leaving you.

I'm not afraid any more.

You'll be fine.

Let's go.

- Let's go. - Yes!

- Got your pole? - Yes.

- Hot pants? - Yes!

Stop nagging.

Up…

down.

Up…

- Hi, Grandma. - Down.

- Hi. - Hi, Arild.

Daddy, he has superpowers!

Come on.

Blink if you have superpowers.

I told you he had superpowers.

Great, but stop terrorising Arild and come here.

Seat belt. I'll give you these.

- What? - You're sitting on Gorgor.

- Don't hit me! - Anna is being mean!

I'm not.

You are. You're sitting on Gorgor.

There.

Nine hours, 45 minutes. We can do it.

Yes. That's no problem.

We love being in a car that long.

All good.

Nine hours.

It's fine.