A NETFLIX SERIES
Ladies!
Thanks for coming back. Thanks for your perseverance.
And your courage.
Now, I'd like you all to entertain the possibility...
that you are all living your lives on autopilot.
That you don't make your own choices.
That you're simply acting out a series of pre-programmed responses,
constantly recreating the same behavioral patterns.
Now, in order to become your true selves,
your true self,
you're going to have to break these patterns,
the most basic of which is your breathing.
And today we're going to go a bit further than we did before.
In and out!
And in and out!
In and out!
And in and out!
And fill and release!
And in and out!
And fill and release!
And in and out!
And fill and release!
And in and out!
And in and out! And...
What are you thinking?
No, I... I can't.
You're having a panic reaction.
You're no longer in control of your thoughts and your feelings.
But whatever is going on in your mind right now
is your true self.
I was...
a tree, but I'm nothing, not even a seed!
And where are these thoughts coming from?
A book.
A book? A book that you read?
It's a book I wrote.
- It's called Love and Anarchy. - Okay.
And tell us about this book.
Just start talking. Don't overthink it.
Let the words guide you.
When you're born, you're a seed.
And when you grow and become...
you become...
...a beautiful flower and then...
you become a tree.
And then... And then, if you're lucky, you become...
...a whole forest, and you stand firm.
Good, Sofie.
You're on the path now.
Amazing.
Okay, ladies, no time to waste!
And in and out!
And in and out! And...
- What the hell was that? - It's so damn good.
- Hi! - Hi.
- What a coincidence. We...
We were talking about a collaboration and we run into you.
- Yeah... - Yeah?
What a small world.
- Yeah. - That's crazy.
How... How are you?
Yeah, I'm good. I...
I was just at this course, and it...
We were just supposed to breathe, and then it just happened.
Or... something like that.
What happened?
What?
Well, you were talking about a... a course.
It was nothing.
Okay.
God, I just have to say...
That interview with you in Perfect Guide? It was so good, so inspiring.
- Thanks, you're so sweet. - Yeah, everyone at the office loved it.
- Thank you. - So much recognition.
- Mm. - Yeah.
God, we really have to...
- Yeah. - We have to go.
But we should get a drink.
Yes, of course. Absolutely.
- Okay, shall we? - Yes, absolutely.
Nice to see you.
- Erm... - So where were we?
- The 29th. - Yes, the 29th.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
- Hi. - Hi, good morning.
What's up with Caroline?
It's over between her and Max.
He's in love with someone else.
- Who? - He didn't want to say.
Some old ex who wanted him back.
Hmm.
- Max! - What?
Remember we're shooting the press photos today.
Yeah, sure.
Who are you?
Göran Åkerman. I'm a translator.
- With us? - Yes.
I want to discuss my fee.
I didn't think we still did physical translations.
What you've offered me is a pittance. It's barely enough for half the book.
So translate half the book.
We'll run the other half through Google Translate
and get someone to proofread.
As long as the reader understands what's happening.
Then it's superficial.
Is that what you want? A nice-looking facade with nothing inside?
For nothing to be genuine?
- Hello there. - Sorry, I really don't have time for this.
Have you seen her?
Nille! Hi!
- Hello. - What are you doing here?
- I have an idea I want to run by you. - You can never have too many good ideas.
That's what they say.
It's not about the publishing house, or in a way it is.
It's a book idea.
How exciting.
- Do you have a second? - Yes, absolutely.
I...
Coffee?
- I'd love one. - Yeah?
Come, let's...
- Nice. - Yes, really nice.
Let's go this way, actually.
It's exciting with... with...
- Yeah. - ...new ideas.
- We're going in here. - Here? Okay.
Okay. Erm...
- The main character is a female cop. - Yeah.
Once upon a time, she was a real rising star.
But then she experienced a personal tragedy, a trauma.
I haven't figured out exactly what yet.
The most important thing is that she's really broken.
Abrasive.
Hard as hell to work with. Maybe she has an illness.
When a naked woman is found in the woods outside the village where she grew up,
she has to go home and face her demons.
Yeah...
And what happens next?
I don't know.
Someone else could write the rest, but I would be fronting the project.
I'm sorry, fronting?
Yes, my name on the cover.
- Yeah, right. - I came up with the whole thing.
Wow.
Wow!
Incredibly exciting...
project.
I was nervous so that's good to hear.
That's really good to hear.
Great.
- Incredibly. - Yeah.
I must say, you've got an awesome poker face.
Yeah...
Are you seriously going to publish this book?
Have you forgotten that Nille's company have invested 30 million?
So we'll have to publish a book.
But there was nothing genuine about that pitch.
If we start publishing anything, we won't have a publishing house.
Everyone keeps saying that, but I don't know what it means.
- What? - Genuine!
What the hell is that?
There has to be substance behind the words,
an intention or...
- Well, a deeper meaning. - Okay. Sure, absolutely. Let's...
Let's see here, a poem by Tomas Tranströmer.
Yeah...
"I'm lying on my bed with my arms stretched out."
"I'm an anchor who's buried itself deep and holds onto the huge...
shadow floating above."
"The unknown that I'm a part..."
But seriously, is this genuine?
Yes.
Well, I felt nothing. Absolutely nothing.
So this genuineness...
nonsense is just a scam from start to finish.
Or is it just me?
What do you think?
Whoa...
That's not how you read Tranströmer.
Hi.
- How are you? - Hi.
Erm, I'm good. I...
I have a meeting, so I have to go now.
Okay...
- Hi. - Hi.
Vivianne...
sent me the last short story for Hunger, the one about Stockholm.
- Oh... - Yeah, it's...
I don't know what to say.
It's the best thing
I've ever read.
Oh, that's great.
I... I'd love to look at it.
Do that.
Erm...
Come and see me later...
and we'll talk.
Yeah.
Denise. Come in.
I thought you'd be at work all day.
Have you had lunch?
Friedrich gave me your new short story.
And?
I think the main character is pretty pathetic.
She's insecure. She has low self-esteem.
She uses political opinions as some sort of identity construction.
Everything is superficial, and she doesn't have a personal opinion!
- So you don't like her? - But this is me! You've written about me!
- And the language? - Do you think I care about the words?
How could you do this?
Why are you so angry? It's a literary text.
- Everyone will know it's about me! - So what?
Literature has to be free, anything else would be censorship.
Hi, Friedrich.
No!
You think so?
Yeah, well, I'm pretty happy with it.
Now you're exaggerating.
I've worked in literature for more than 40 years,
and I've never seen a book like this.
Such sharpness.
Such piercing perspective.
And that last short story... My God, it was good!
A unique portrait.
And this "D"...
So pathetic, and yet...
sensual.
Wonderfully depicted.
Such a strange woman.
- Do women like that really exist? - She bases characters on people she's met.
Right. So who's this, then?
- It has to be Daniella, at Bonniers. - I think so, too.
I don't agree.
I don't agree at all.
This manuscript is terrible. I don't think we should publish it.
What do you mean?
It doesn't hold up. There's no substance, no...
Well, no truth. It's all just superficial.
- No, this is genuine. - No, it's not.
Yes. Take this character "D", for example.
She's shallow, but...
It's just a display of abuse of power, sex addiction and...
It doesn't fucking matter if it's genuine.
- It's shit! Shit is what it is! - You said genuineness is all that matters.
Really? Maybe I've changed my mind.
Denise, please. Can't you see the deeper truths?
- The ones buried in this text? - No!
If we publish this then I'll quit.
What's up with you?
What's going on?
It's me.
In the book.
I'm "D".
You are?
But...
You and Vivianne?
Yes.
What about it?
No, nothing.
You can't publish this book.
I can't stay here if you do.
I'm sorry, Denise.
But if you make me choose between you and the book,
I have to choose the book.
Do you understand?
The photographer's here for Max's press photos.
- Talk to Ronny. I no longer work here. - What?
So...
- Something like this? - Yeah, nice.
I love the pants and shoes.
- I'm not so sure about the shirt. - I can change it.
Or we can try without.
Okay, yeah.
Good.
Stand over here and we'll take some test shots.
Perfect. A bit closer. Good.
Deep breath.
Chin down a bit.
Lean toward the camera.
Look at me.
I need to change the lens, can you give me a minute?
- Yeah. - Thanks.
That's good, Max.
Good. Great.
MAX
SEE YOU TONIGHT?
MISSED CALL
OR DON'T YOU WANT TO BE WITH ME?
I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT
Max, are you coming?
Er, I'm coming.
I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE
Great. Look at the camera.
And try to be a bit more seductive.
And a bit more.
One second.
- Can you talk to him? - And say what?
I don't know, but these photos won't sell shit.
Can't you use that Photoshop thing?
I can edit them, but I can't work magic.
Okay.
Er, Max, this is...
really great.
Wow. But we're...
I'm thinking you should be a bit more...
you know, relaxed.
Cool, you know.
- Wasn't Denise supposed to run this? - Denise has gone home.
Why?
Because she...
quit.
Oh, well.
Think...
You... You can do it.
Think like this: you're young,
you're sexy, you love flowers and want to draw people to your garden.
Yes.
That's your brand, that's what we're selling.
Ronny.
Yes?
I quit as well.
- What? - I quit.
The book or the job?
Both.
Sorry.
What?
Is everyone just leaving?
Caroline...
I'm sorry I hurt you.
You deserve better.
Way to go!
Yay! One shot, one kill!
Seventy eight meters.
What the hell?
What is it?
- What's happened? - The ad...
What about it?
You're a tiny seed...
that grows into a flower...
that becomes a tree...
that becomes an entire forest.
And when you've become a forest,
then you're standing firm.
Siempre,
from seed to tree.
I thought this was our story, but you stole it from a diaper advert.
They're the ones who've stolen it from me.
What the hell?
It's that fucking Malin.
- Who? - Who?
The copywriter from the breathing course.
And sold it to the capital!
What the hell? Enough is fucking enough!
Mom, who are you talking to? Where are you going?
Mom?
This Malin is going to hear a thing or two.
You just don't do this.
You don't steal another person's story like this!
She's in there, I can hear her.
If she thinks...
Oh, hi! What are you doing here?
No, what are you doing?
- What do you mean? - I told you that story in confidence!
- What story? - Yeah, like she doesn't know.
You know what story I'm talking about.
The seed that becomes a tree. That was my story!
And you turned it into a diaper ad!
She sold your soul to the capital!
- I didn't mean to step on anyone's toes. - No...
It was so beautiful.
- Now more people get to hear it. - Tell her.
My daughter is crying
because you ruined a story that was hers and mine!
But it was just an idea, wasn't it? And I've processed it.
- What is she on about? - What are you on about?
I've been feeling so bad.
It's the first time in two years that I've been able to pitch something genuine.
Genuine?
Open the door!
Open the door and come out, you fucking...
Capitalist pig.
You fucking capitalist pig!
Open the door!
Do you think this was expensive?
Oh, oops.
Oh!
No, what a shame.
Oh.
♪ I want to make some noise Alright, alright ♪
♪ I want to drop some bombs Alright, alright ♪
♪ I want to make some noise Alright, alright ♪
♪ You tell me what can go wrong ♪
♪ Alright, alright, alright alright, alright now ♪
♪ You know I'm on the other side So tell me now am I right on time ♪
♪ I can't get enough ♪
What are you doing up there?
♪ I want to make some noise Alright, alright ♪
Are you on your own?
Hmm.
Perhaps that went a bit too far.
You don't say?
Shit.
Am I under arrest now?
Am I going to spend the night in jail?
I don't think so.
No?
So, what then?
This happened to me a few times.
But we won't be driving to jail.
- But? - But...
the psych ward.
Subtitle translation by: Josephine Roos Henriksson