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-Sara?
-I'm almost done.

-I can't do this anymore.
-Use the other bathroom then.

I need to get away for a while.

What?

We both know it's true.

This isn't working anymore.

I thought I might go to Malaga with Peder.

You're going on vacation with Peder?

I need some time to think.

Okay?

Good night. I'm going to bed now.

Eliot, honey, you need to get up now.

Daniél?

Daniél?

Daniél?

THANK YOU, I'M SORRY

The chimpanzee is the human's
closest now living relative.

We need to go
a long way back in time to find…

-Hi.
-Where is he?

-In there.
-Thanks.

I'm not getting a pulse.

See that?

He's cold too.

He's very stiff.

He must've been dead for hours.

It looks that way.

Can you talk to the family?

Okay.

Hi, Helen.

It's Sara.

I know it's early,
but I'm calling because…

Daniél… I tried to wake him,

but he wouldn't wake up.

Yes.

Mummy, did you know
that people used to be monkeys?

The dinosaurs died

and then the monkeys turned into cavemen.

I used to be a monkey too.
Can you be a monkey now, Mummy?

IFK Norrköping takes the lead with 1-0

in this opening match
of the All-Swedish league.

David Moberg Karlsson scores the goal.

Okay. You can have one.

One.

No, you're not having any more.

Definitely no more for you.

There. There you go.

-Hi, Dad.
-Linda, where are my slippers?

-What did you say?
-My slippers.

I need them.

Can't the staff help you
look for your slippers?

For fuck's sake. They're crazy.

They just keep singing
"clap your hands" like idiots.

-You have to come here.
-Yep, I'm coming. Okay?

Good. Good, good.

Right. Bye.

So.

-In there.
-Right.

-In there.
-Right.

I'm Ivan, the doctor on call.

Helen. Daniél's mother.

Daniél's father.

So… It's like this… I am here--

I think it's best if I record this.

It can be hard to remember
what's been said when you're in shock.

I see it all the time
in my work as a psychologist.

Yes, of course.

Um, well…

The most likely scenario

is that his heart stopped beating
while he was asleep.

The body shows no signs whatsoever
of a death-struggle.

Of course, we'll do an autopsy
to determine the cause of death,

but it's highly likely that it was
an undiagnosed heart condition.

I slept on the sofa.

Okay.

You slept on the sofa?

I… I have trouble sleeping
because of my belly.

I generally sleep on the sofa
to avoid getting woken up by Daniél.

I struggle to get back to sleep.
That's why I was sleeping on the sofa.

There's nothing you could have done.

It's important you understand that, Sara.

Oh, wow!

Nice.

-Do you think so?
-Yes. Definitely.

-Zlatan!
-What was that?

Hello. Hello, my love. Hi.

-No way! You have a dog?
-Yeah.

-Hi!
-This is Zlatan. My dog.

You know,
I've always wanted to have a dog.

-Great.
-Eh, boy.

-I have one.
-Are you a good boy, Zlatan?

Yes, you are.

Look, I've got us some water.

I'm afraid I don't have any ice, though.

-There you go.
-Thank you.

How about some music? There we go.

-Oops.
-Oops.

-Oops.
-Oops.

What are you doing here?

You have a boyfriend?

-We're supposedly on a break.
-We are?

Yes, you said you wanted to take a break.

You said,
"In order for me to really be myself

in this relationship,
I need to be alone for a while."

-What's your name?
-Ludde.

-Ludde.
-Ludvig.

My name's Jasse.

I should go.

What I said was I couldn't feel
what she wanted.

I struggle with people
who can't express what they want

when I feel a need
to feel what it is they want.

I've met so many women
who I haven't been able to feel.

Right, well…

-Hey… You "feel" me, right?
-You probably shouldn't touch me now.

No.

-I'm leaving now.
-Mm.

-I'm gonna stab you and murder you!
-Ow, ow, ow!

Ow! Mercy!

I've got you now!

When Daddy gets home,
he's going to eat you up.

I've made an appointment with the priest.

She would like you to think
about which hymns you'd like.

I really like "Day by Day,
And With Each Passing Moment."

Have you spoken to Eliot
about the funeral?

I told him Daniél's away on business.

I can tell him if you want.

I just don't know what to tell him.

No. It's okay
if you want to wait a little while.

I'll start calling people now.

I'm gonna stab you!

MOVING BOX

Hi.

Hi. You've moved all your stuff back in?

I didn't like living with Maja.
Didn't work out last time either.

-What do you mean, last time?
-I was giving you some space.

-Come.
-We could've talked about it first.

I've missed you.

My dad called.

My little sister's husband is dead.

Do you have a sister?

My little sister, Sara.
I think I told you about her.

I moved out with Dad after the divorce.

I found the perfect avocados.
Just the way you like them.

Anyway, her husband just died,
just like that.

Bummer.

Dad thinks I should go to the funeral,
but that he…

Because he and Sara… Well, he can't go.

I don't really know what to do.

What's the matter?

It's just that you haven't asked me
how I'm doing.

-I don't think you should touch me now.
-Right.

Come on.

Oh my God. I am so sorry.

-I'm normally never late.
-It's fine.

Welcome. Have a seat.

-Can I give you a hand?
-No.

Alright. So, I just wanted to get a sense
of who Daniél was.

-Who he was?
-Mm.

Anything you'd like me to talk about
at the funeral?

It can be anything, big or small.

-Well, we got married after we had Eliot.
-Mm.

But we met while we were studying law.
And we moved out here last year.

Daniél wanted to be closer to his parents.

I see.

And for the sake of the kids, of course.

People say it's just a 30-minute bus ride,
and that they'll come and visit,

but the problem is that no one ever does.

You're probably thinking,
at least there's fresh air

and a big lawn
and a husband to share it all with.

But suddenly he just disappears.

He's gone,
and I think it's disgusting behaviour.

What about your parents?
Mum, Dad? Do you have any siblings?

One older sister,
but we're not in contact.

And your parents?

They're dead.

-What are you drawing?
-It's a pig. It's sad.

It only has one friend
and that's just a fat, old raccoon.

I can see that.

Are you also sad?

Do you miss Dad?

We could call him.

No, we can't call Dad.

Because he's like that bird. You know,
the one we buried in the garden.

Is Daddy dead?

-So, he won't be coming home next week?
-No.

Can you be a monkey now?

Louder.

Much louder.

Louder!

Louder.

Louder, Mummy! Louder!

Louder!

-Should I…?
-No.

-Look, Mummy! A dog!
-Not now, Eliot.

Yes!

-Is that your dog?
-Yes, it is.

-What's its name?
-What? It's Zlatan.

Is it called Satan?

-No, his name's Zlatan.
-Satan?

-Zlatan.
-Satan!

-Are you coming, Sara?
-Satan!

Eliot,
Grandma and Grandpa are waiting for us.

-We have to go now. Come on.
-No.

I heard there'd be coffee at your place.

Daniél loved chocolate.

I remember buying
a small piece of chocolate cake.

I'd put it in the kitchen, on the table,

and I was pottering about in there,
and then I went to the bathroom…

-Hi.
-Hi.

He loves balls.

Wanna have a go?

Come here, Zlatan.

We can't have a dog
because my Mummy's allergic.

Right.

My Daddy's going to get burned up.

He's going into a big oven.

-Wanna go on the swing?
-Yes.

Okay. Thought so.

Did you know that your mum
loved to go on the swing?

-Hi.
-Hi.

Higher!

Higher!

Higher!

Here I come!

I'm flying! I'm flying!

You've done a great job
of things today, Sara.

Yes, very nice.

No, no, no!

Eliot! Eliot!

I knew it.

-It hurts.
-Come on.

There, there.
Just keep your head back like that.

-Sorry about Olle.
-Eliot.

Eliot. Right.

I didn't know he wasn't holding on.

But he's okay?

His dad's just died,
so, no, he's not okay.

-Oh, I'm sorry.
-It's fine.

-Take care.
-Yes.

Bye.

-How did you find out about Daniél?
-Helene…

-Helen.
-Helen.

-Oh, I'm sorry.
-It's fine.

-My condolences.
-Yes.

-My condolences.
-Thank you.

Helen called Dad.

I was just at the home
visiting him for a bit.

-He really wanted to come.
-You can go now.

-Grandpa?
-Yes?

-Did you see that dog?
-Yes, what was its name?

-His name was Satan.
-Zlatan, right.

-He's kind of yellowy golden.
-Yes, he was. Okay.

Okay…

Pinto pinto gorgorito…

I understand
why you haven't had much contact with her.

Linda. But I had to call your dad.
You are family, at the end of the day.

In times like these you need your family.

I think it would be
a good idea if I moved in here.

You can't do everything
on your own with Eliot.

And soon you'll have a little baby too.

I'll just take some time off
from the clinic

so I can be here with you full time.

We're fine.

Sara, I understand that you are very sad.

I'm sad too.

We've both lost him.

But I have lost my child.

My son.

I'm going to bed now.
Eliot has to be up early tomorrow, so…

I'll call a taxi.

José, I'll call a taxi.

Helen? You don't have to smile.
It can recognise you anyway.

If you're happy and you know it,
clap your hands

-These are tasty.
-Yeah.

-Yeah. They're not the ones I usually buy.
-Buy? Don't you bake them yourself?

When did you ever teach me to bake?

Shut up, God damn it!

Every Monday, every Wednesday,
every fucking day, three hours.

Clap, clap. Clap, clap.

I was at Tiny's after the funeral.

I took some pictures.

That's her garden.

That's her son Eliot.

Are you going to visit her again?

Oh, look. Jasse's calling.

I can… No, Dad.

Don't tell me you're still seeing him?

Hey. Give it to me.

Hi.

Hi.

-Dammit, Linda.
-I can't talk. I'm on the…

You self-absorbed fucking manbaby!

No, I'm on the underground.
Some weird old Finnish guy's shouting.

-You have the world's smallest dick!
-What?

Yeah, he's really unpleasant.

Listen, I'll be home soon, so I…
See you then. Okay, kiss.

Dad!

I want to go home now.

Dad, you live here now. Remember?

Your mum lives here.

Mummy!

-Eliot!
-Mummy! Mummy!

Eliot?

Mummy's here now. What happened?

I dreamt
that Daddy buried you in the garden.

Oh, honey.

I'm not under the garden, I'm here.

Lie down.

Let's sing together, okay?

Tuu tuu tupakkirulla

Mistäs tiesit…

Who's knocking?

I don't know.

They'll have to come back tomorrow.

Hi!

-What are you doing?!
-I knocked but you didn't answer, so I…

I just wanted to say hi and see
how Eliot's doing with his nose and…

Do you know what time it is?

-Half past eight.
-Eliot's asleep.

-What, now?
-He's five. He goes to bed at 7.30.

Can I…

You can't bring that in here.
You know I'm allergic.

-It was just something Mum said.
-What?

-Yeah, she lied.
-What?

No, Zlatan. Hey!

She made me promise not to tell you.
I was never to tell you.

That's why I never told you.

Zlatan!

-Thanks. Aren't you going to have one?
-No.

-It's not allowed.
-No, it's not allowed.

-Must be due soon.
-In four weeks.

I don't have children of my own,
but I do have Zlatan.

And Zlatan is a real handful.
There's always something.

Would you sit down?

I can't believe Mum lied
about me being allergic.

All I ever wanted was a dog.

I just think she really didn't want one.

-It's typical of her to make up an excuse.
-She had her hands full.

With a man who was unfaithful and
hid booze all over the house, you mean.

Anyway, how are you doing?

-What's up?
-Are you joking?

No. It's been ages
since we saw each other.

At Mum's funeral.

It's not that I didn't want
to come and see you, I just thought

you never wanted to see me again.

Why did you think that?

Because you said,
"I never want to see you again."

It was not an easy day.

-Your dog bit the priest.
-That wasn't Zlatan.

That was my first Zlatan. The other Zla…
I mean… My other Zlatan.

I think you should go now.

I understand.

Listen, I'm…

I'm really sorry for just barging in
without contacting you.

But there's something else as well.

It's Dad.

He's not doing too well.
He's started forgetting things.

Sometimes he's his old self, so I thought
you might want to come and visit.

Come.

You can sleep on the sofa,
so you won't have to wake him.

Where's Eliot?

It's half past eight, we have to go now.

He's already left.

What?

We left early. He was so keen
to go with Linda and the dog.

With Linda?

He went with Linda?

Yes, that's how it went today.

But we were supposed to go.

Yeah.

It's wonderful that we can be together.
We need each other.

Yes, definitely.

Look. There's the evil dragon.

Yes.

-It's not evil. It's kind.
-Yes, beautiful.

Yes, we're here every day.

-It's a beast called Red.
-Of course. Very sad.

No, we're not leaving them.

-You'll get it soon, Grandpa.
-Yes, I understand.

Yes. Can I call you back?

Didn't we agree that I would take him
to preschool on Wednesdays?

-Yes.
-He doesn't know her.

Why would you want a complete stranger--

She's not a complete stranger,
she's my big sister.

But Eliot has never met her before
and you disowned her.

But, of course, sibling relationships
are often highly complex.

-I see it all the time as a psychologist.
-Linda has slept over once.

And Eliot loves her dog.

Sara, Eliot doesn't need someone
who'll only show up when it suits them.

He needs stability and security.

He doesn't have a dad anymore,
which causes a lot of anxiety for a child.

You're in mourning
and can't do everything on your own.

In a month, you'll have another child.

You can barely take care
of the one you already have.

What did you just say?

Did you say I can't take care of Eliot?

Do you ever even talk about Daniél at all?

No.

My son is dead, and I don't even get
to bury him in one piece.

He wanted to be cremated. You said
it was fine as long as he got a headstone.

But I want all of my Daniél to be there.

All of Daniél no longer exists.

Why are you so angry?

Are you even mourning him at all?

Maybe that's what Eliot needs,
to see his mum being sad.

Listen, I--

I'm here because I threw a mobile phone
at my mother-in-law's head.

Was she hurt?

Just two stitches.
She says I'm just angry.

-That I'm not grieving in the right way.
-There are many ways to grieve.

I think everyone in this room
can agree on that.

-Right?
-Yes.

Grief's love that's become homeless.

I don't understand
why we have to sit here and talk about it.

It doesn't matter, they're still gone.

It's not like they're suddenly
going to come back. This is pointless.

I had four years with my Rickard.
Those were the happiest years of my life.

We were always together,
we did everything together.

So, when they called
and told me he was dead

my legs buckled.

I declined every invitation,

spent every weekend alone,
even at Christmas.

One day my little brother turned up
in my garden.

I asked him to leave, but he wouldn't go.

I yelled at him that he should go to hell.

And then he left
and he has never come back.

I don't know why I'm telling…

I'm going to catch you.
I'm going to catch you.

Get the ball! Go get the ball.
I want it, I want it.

Can we see each other tomorrow?
And the day after that?

And the day after that.
And the next and the next…

-If it's okay with your mum.
-Linda?

-Sorry.
-About what?

I thought maybe I'd done something wrong.

Do you want to move in with us?

And help me a bit until before…

And afterwards. Only if you want to.

So, you want me to, like,
stay with you for a while?

Yes.

With me and Eliot.

Yes, and the baby too.

And Zlatan.

Yeah.

I can call every day.

-Don't touch me right now.
-Right.

Come on, Zlatan.

Bye!

Linda. Linda, do you need some help?

No, I'm fine.

-Come on.
-Oh, my phone's ringing.

Hello? No, she's leaving now.

Nice of you to ask how I'm doing.

I have been working so hard to make sure
we'd have a good life together.

It feels like she's not investing
as much in our relationship as I am.

It hurts so bad. I love her so very much.

Can't go wrong with water.

This is delicious.

It tastes like anus.

-Eliot!
-I've told him that he can't say "shit."

Linda, what do you do for a living?

I won the lottery.

-What?
-What?

Yeah, two years ago. 548,000 kronor.

That must be nice, right?

Yeah.

But you had a job
before you won the lottery?

Yes, at a retirement home.

And you still have contact
with your father?

Yes.

But I only visit him occasionally.
He's not very well.

-He's messed up his head with booze.
-Who?

-Grandpa.
-I have another grandpa?

No.

-This is really delicious.
-How did he break his head?

-Alcohol, honey.
-Helen.

You're making a big mistake, Sara.

She lives here now.

I'll take that. I know where it goes.

Mum, why have I never met my grandpa?

Because he doesn't want to see me.

When I was your age, I used to sit
on the swing and wait for him.

But he never came.

I would like to see him some time.

Hiya!

I can't do this.

Give Eliot a nice childhood.

Having to be Mummy and Daddy.

And soon…

two childhoods that I have to get right.

I can't do it.

Come here.

There. Come here.

You're wearing Daniél's shirt.

Sorry.

-All my clothes were…
-It's okay.

…dirty.

Is Zlatan going to die?

-Yes.
-Are you going to die?

Yeah, but not until
I'm like a hundred years old.

-Together with Zlatan.
-Yes, exactly.

I like you, Uncle Linda.

I like you too.

-Are these new pills?
-Is it three o'clock yet?

It's a quarter to. Are these new?

At three o'clock, they serve coffee
and cake in the dining hall.

We don't usually go there.

I've bought some myself.

It's not 3 p.m. yet.

No.

-What's funny?
-Why did you put strawberries in the tea?

Because it's tasty.

I know she's angry with me.

Your little sister.

-I like strawberries in my tea.
-What?

No!

Grandma!

Hi, honey.

Hi, sweetie.

-Hi.
-Hi.

Hi.

Is that Daddy?

Yes, it's your daddy's ashes.

"The world's best dad,
Sara's husband and our beloved son."

Isn't that what we agreed?

Yes, it's great, Helen. It's great.

-Is it my turn now?
-Yes.

Here's a torch
so you won't be afraid of the dark.

This is a drawing of you and me and Mummy

and Uncle Linda and Zlatan.

And Grandma and Grandpa.

And here's a banana for if you get hungry.

Fifty-one, seven, eight…

It's like Helen's competing,
who's grieving the most.

…hundred, and seven.

-That makes…
-One plus one plus one.

That equals just as much as three legs.

Linda, I called you a thousand times.

I've lost my keys.

This is Jasse.

And this is Sara, my little sister.

Hi.

Hi.

And you are…

-Have you not told her about me?
-Yes.

He lives in my flat.

And he's my boyfriend.

We've been together for four years.

Yes.

Except for when you moved in
with that girl from yoga.

Mentally, I was with you.

You were.

You can be with someone physically,
but send your energy to someone else.

You can?

-Yes, you can.
-But it wasn't easy for me.

Linda, when are you coming home?

It's not good for me to be alone.

How old is he?

I'll be 39 in two weeks.

In two weeks.

You can take my keys. Here.

-Do you need money as well?
-You're giving him money?

-Can I borrow 2,000?
-Sure.

It's for a course I'd like to take.

For people who've been hurt by love.

-It's called Wounded Warriors.
-"Wounded Warriors"?

-Sara.
-Yes?

Okay.

Oh my God, so much negative energy.

-She just buried her husband.
-You can still be friendly.

I miss you.

I miss you too.

Are you coming home soon?

As soon as the baby arrives.

Who are you texting?

Just Jasse.

He's really into oral sex.

I mean, giving it.

I think he learnt it on some course. He…

He's lying there, and when he's finished,
he looks up like this.

Like he wants praise or something.
I just think he looks like

a dog at his water bowl.

But he's actually very kind
and considerate.

I think he was just

having a bad day today. He…

He's a good guy.

Why do you always do that?

Make excuses for people?

Not everyone is nice.
It's okay to not like someone.

-But I do like him.
-That's what I mean. You're just stupid.

What? Surely you like people too?

You like… You love Eliot.

But that's completely different.
He's a child.

-You love them even when you hate them.
-Okay.

Daniél?

You loved Daniél.

It wasn't planned
when I got pregnant with Eliot.

And Daniél…

didn't want to have children.
At least not then.

Do you know what he said when I told him?

"This is the worst thing
you ever could've said."

And even though he regretted saying it…

I think we gave each other a life
that neither of us wanted.

-You're angry with me.
-What?

You're angry with me.

But I'm here now
because I want to help you.

With Eliot and anything else you need. I…

I want to be here for you,
but you have to stop being angry with me.

-Ow!
-You're my big sister.

Yes, but you can't hit me!

Hey!

Ow! You're not allowed to hit me either!

Stop it! Stop it!

-You stop it!
-No, you stop it!

No.

Stop it!

You could've stayed with me and Mum
after the divorce, but you didn't.

You moved in with him.

You were old enough to choose for yourself
but I was only 10,

and I missed you, dammit.

He would've been all alone.

So what? He was an adult,
and he didn't give a shit!

And it was all damn well his fault anyway!

You need to get it into your skull
that sometimes people are just assholes,

and the only thing to do is leave!

No, I didn't mean now.

Here.

Dad had it,
but I thought you should have it instead.

He does care, Sara.

And I think you should see him
before it's too late.

Tiny, I promise you can count on me.

Sara?

Good night.

Good night.

Could he pass for a robot wrapped in this?

Sure.

I'd forgotten they're doing Halloween
at preschool today.

I can drop him off, if you want.

No, no need.

Actually, I was going to ask you
if you could maybe pick him up today.

I need to see the midwife
and preschool closes at 2 pm.

I could drop him off and pick him up.

Or I just call and say he's sick.

-I'm ready!
-Oh.

You look great. Are you…

I'm Uncle Linda.

-Do I have a moustache?
-Yes.

Trick or treat?

-I don't have any candy.
-Trick it is.

-No.
-Yes.

No!

Hey, you.

Hey, you're so naughty. Are you naughty?

-Bye, sweetie.
-Bye.

Bye.

-You know that turtle?
-Yeah?

They're actually slow,
but in the film, it's really fast.

-Fast like this?
-No, like this!

I'll take that.

Let's see.

-Could you lie down?
-Mm.

There.

-Do you feel okay?
-Yes.

Let's see how the little one's getting on.

Or should I say "her"?

-You know it is a girl, right?
-Yes.

-Okay. Could you lift your top?
-Yes.

I'll just undo this.

I'm going to feel for the head.
Breathe in.

And breathe out.

Breathe out.

There we have it. Okay.

Now let's see if we can find the heart.

This will feel a bit cold.

Let me feel.

I have to search a bit.

There we go. There it is.

Can you hear it?

It sounds like she is very healthy.

Okay.

Here you go.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
I'd forgotten you were in there.

I'm sorry.

Hello?

Hi.

Where's Linda?

She's gone.

Hi, honey.

Hi.

She didn't come.

What happened? Where's Linda?

Eliot, sweetie. I'm just going
to talk to your mum. I'll be right back.

-I'm not going anywhere.
-Okay.

Come on.

Linda never showed up.
He thought she was dead.

The preschool couldn't get hold of you,
so they called me instead.

It's like I said, Linda is irresponsible.
You can't trust her.

I've been comforting him for an hour.

Events like this leave deep scars.
As a psychologist, I see it all the time.

Hi.

I tried calling you.
Why didn't you answer?

Where have you been?

I'm sorry. I was with Dad.

It was only supposed to be a flying visit,
but when I got there, he'd run away.

We looked everywhere.

And I got really scared
that something had happened to him.

He could've walked
straight out into traffic.

But then we found him.
He's fine and everything's okay.

Eliot thought you were dead.

But I'm not.

I can go in and talk to him.

I just want to tell him I'm not dead.

Just go.
Helen was right. This was a big mistake.

Tiny, Eliot can't go through life
thinking people have died

just because they're five minutes late.

But people do. People die!

Everyone just abandons you.
You can't trust anyone.

Everyone lets you down
and you have to do everything yourself!

You promised
you would be with me and Eliot.

You promised, and then you chose him!
You choose him over me again!

Mummy? Where's Uncle Linda?

She's at home sleeping in her own bed.

-With Zlatan?
-With Zlatan.

-Shall we get rid of that?
-No.

I don't think you should sleep with it.

I miss Uncle Linda.

Straight line.

You're not straight.

Straight, straight.

Zlatan!

Hello?

Hi, it's Helen García. Have you spoken
to Sara? Do you know where she is?

-No, I've got no idea where she is.
-Oh. Any idea where she might be?

-We haven't spoken since--
-Never mind.

-Okay.
-Bye.

Okay. Bye. Bye.

-What are you doing here?
-We were taking a walk.

Sara went into labour last night.

She went to see the midwife this morning.

-She was four centimetres dilated.
-Okay.

So they admitted her.

The ward just called. She's disappeared.

I should've realised
she wasn't doing so well.

It's my fucking job, goddammit.

I'll have to get the car and look for her.

Where the hell are my keys?

Here.

Maybe Zlatan can find her?

Search, Zlatan. Zlatan, search!

-Where's Sara? Zlatan!
-Are you coming, or what?

Yeah, sure.

-Can you keep that thing down?
-Zlatan, lie down.

Lie down. Lie down!

What do you feed him?

Sorry.

I can't stop thinking
about this thing with Eliot.

I know I'm not much of a big sister.

Sure you are.

I am the eldest. I'm supposed to take care
of Sara, but I don't know how.

But Tiny knows. She's always known
exactly what to do. Everything.

My therapist says I haven't been
particularly helpful to the two of you

as you try to reconnect with each other.

That I may have come across as hostile.

-You're seeing a therapist?
-Yes.

-I thought you were a therapist.
-Yes, but we're only human.

-Okay.
-It's part of our job.

He said it's important to have safe places
and safe people when you're in crisis.

You're probably one of those.

Despite not having had any contact.

Oh, Sara…

Sara!

-Helen…
-Sara!

Helen? I think I know where she might be.

Turn right here.

Why would she come here?

-We used to play here when we were young.
-What? Why?

Stop there.

-Here?
-Let's just check. Come.

-Thank goodness!
-Here.

Should I take him?

Sara?

Are you having a swing?

I can't.

Okay.

Come on, let's go back to the hospital.

I don't want to.

But…

But you're about to give birth.

Your little girl is coming now.

I dreamt I gave birth to Daniél.

What if she looks like Daniél?

Don't all newborns
just look like boiled potatoes?

What if…

What if she turns out just like him?

Talks like him, acts like him,
says the same things.

Is just like him.

I couldn't bear it.

Neither of us resemble our parents,
do we?

-Yes, we do.
-No, you're nothing like Mum.

I didn't mean Mum.

I'm like Dad!

-I'm just like him.
-Come on, Sara.

I am like him.

I'm just as selfish as him.

I'm just as impatient
and bitter about life.

You're also kind and funny, just like Dad.

I push everyone away, just like he does.

And now I'm alone, just like him.

But I'm not like Mum, am I?

You're kind to everyone.

You're insecure and afraid of conflict.

You're with a man
who treats you like shit.

No, you're nothing like Mum…

It's okay.

I'm like Mum.

I liked Mum.

I liked her too.

I miss her.

Me too.

Oh. Okay.

There, there.

There.

Push.

Just three more contractions,
and she'll be out.

-You're doing great.
-Something's wrong. I can feel it.

You're doing fine, Sara.
I can feel the head now. Not long now.

-Alarm!
-Sounding the alarm.

The baby's heart isn't beating
as it should. She needs to come out now.

Okay, come now.

Sound the alarm.

Let's run.

Sonja?

-Why don't you sit down, Helen?
-Yes.

I'm probably just a bit nervous.

I'm scared.

Me too.

I thought the worst had already happened.

With Daniél.

But it hasn't.

Grandma!

Elliot, hi.

They've taken her
for an emergency C-section.

You can come in now and see mother
and daughter. And little sister.

Come on.

Come on, Linda.

Oh dear.

Goodness, she's so cute.

Hello, little sister.

One, two, three, four, five, six…

…eight, nine, seven.

Six. Six!

Do you want to hold her?

Can I?

There you go.

Hi, sweetie.

-I've missed you.
-Me too.

-She's beautiful.
-Yes.

Thank you.

I have to go do something.

Mummy?

Hiya.

Linda?

What's going on?

You can't be with someone and send
your mental energy to someone else.

What's going on?

You can't be with someone and send
your mental energy to someone else.

Get that out of here.

I love you.

-This doesn't feel good.
-I'm touching you.

-But, Linda…
-Goodbye.

Hi.

I know you're going to be very angry now,

but I also know you'll be happy later.

-Maybe you won't be happy later--
-What are you talking about?

Today is a good day.

Is that your little girl?

Yes.

-Hello, little Sara.
-Her name's Saga.

I was only joking.

Funny.

But she…

looks like you, Tiny.

There, Dad. I took a picture for you.

Shall we have some pizza?

Maybe the two of you should…

get some rest.

That's a good idea. I'll put these here.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

Come on.

Linda!

Dad, wait here.

-I wanted to ask you when you'll be home.
-Home?

I mean here.

-She looks like you.
-No, she doesn't.

She looks like a boiled potato.