- Beautiful, or what? - For fuck's sake, you're home?
And there's more!
Delightful little thing, don't you think?
I am Mette
I'm nineteen
At the age of thirteen I became a Nazi
Everybody loves me
They'll probably attack from both sides, so let's place our guards here - and here
Well, then they'll just attack from here
The ones I care for...
Here! Highest risk! We're vulnerable, they're getting the attention
The ones I'm fighting
Maby Mette should hold the speech?
Of course I should
The ones I impress
But most of all...
... my colleagues in the home help service
Since I gladly take the oldies that no one else can handle
- Look, see what they've done to me? - Wake up and smell the coffee
Coming to the meeting?
When we first met, Märta was afraid of almost everything
Of the paper-boy ...
... of the birds
Of slipping on the rug ...
... and of men
But most of all ...
... of being poisoned by the home help service
Now open your mouth
Open it up!
What's in the food?
Behind the door across the hall, ... lives Elsie
Elsie is nearly a hundred years old
Elsie is mean to almost everyone
To the paper-boy ...
... the children in the backyard
To the home help service
You know what I think?
The little one is dead!
Miscarriage!
But most of all she's mean to Mr W, who lives behind the window across the yard
He wrote for years and years a story
But when he had only one page left, ... he got cancer
That made him kind of bitter
At those who can fly ...
... those who can walk
At those who can live
But most of all ...
... because he needs home help service even though he's only fortynine
Are you done...?
Should we wipe?
Get lost!
Let's make this short!
Mette, welcome back from vacation. Hope you had a good time
I can see we have some trouble with your cares
Who are "we"?
Very well, then we only have one thing left. Harald Börjesson is back in our district
Well, I won't go there
Do we have any volunteers?
I'll take it
Good morning
Fucking hell!
No!
Damned fucking people!
Ouch!
Oh but come on? We're having fun, right?
Need some help? Or I'll leave
Well, nice meeting you
Hugs and kisses
You're evil!
- You know who I met? - No, tell me
Anders. You know what he said? That I'm a smart girl. Really!
Hey, you really think so... that I'm evil?
What the hell is wrong with you? You're my darling baby, and you know it.
He's not good for you
What about that speech?
Brothers and sisters...
Syrup or water?
Water or syrup?
Juice or syrup. Syrup or juice
Juice or water. Juice or syrup. Water or water. Water or juice
Syrup or water
You know, Märta. If you don't eat ...
... you can't fight
And you might get abused...
Assaulted...
Raped!
By just about anybody
You're in my way!
How is the common sense coming along?
Trouble hearing?
Cancer in the ears, or what?
The hearing is located here on both sides
And this is the tumour. Since October 1st it has grown from there
With the same speed it will take... it'll take...
It...
It will be two years before it's this big
But don't you bother. By then I'll be long gone
It was just a question
Porridge?
You're terribly, terribly ugly
I`d help you if I could
But, I'm sorry to say, never in your life you will meet a man
It would be a very ugly one, if any
Please leave the room. I'm nauseated by eating with you here
What's this?
Hello?
This is really ugly
It's particles. From you. From your hair. From your skin
On my fingers
Normally, men want women with some kind of curves
And if anyone will ever take pity on you-
-please put some pillows on your hips so the poor fellow survives
And put something in your bra, so the ladies wont take you for a boy
Elsie...
Who in the world would ever pity, such an old... wrinkled-
-dragon like you?
How come I look like seventy when I'm almost a hundred, you think?
I always get the ones I want
And intend to manage as many as possible before I die
So that's what it's about? Quantity
What's that supposed to mean?
Is there quality when it comes to men?
The water you're drinking... I found it in the toilet
And the meat, is straight from the trash
Oh, you fool
You need to wash that hair
He will not escape! I've seen him
He's there already, you see
The boy of course, are you stupid or what!
I'll be buried next to her, because then he has no choice
Okay, I'll take care of it
If you let go
Hands off!
And you'll wash your hair
Only 'til I get some money...
Don't worry, you can count on us
What the fuck are you doing?
Will you please sleep here tonight?
Boiled or broiled?
Now what is that? I told you, lamb
With real fibres
A nice little bit of fluff - or nothing
I want you to leave!
Wanna have a look?
I`m clean all over ... even between the toes
And now I'm toweling
I only had one page left
Then I would've been done. But then it was too late
Take those away!
You think you can simply walk around and swing your hips
If you don't work it, you won't get it at the age of forty
Ever tried anal sex? It's really pleasant
- So when will you you die? - In a year
- And how much left to write? - One page
Okay! It takes you more than a year to write a page
And for how many years did you write? Twenty
So there's twenty pages by now?! Fat novel, Mr
It doesn't work
Doesn't work
I know
You don't know at all, never, ever
Will never be
Never, never ever, never will be
Never coming home
Where's your pills?
Never... will never ever be
Go play somewhere else. This is not a playground
This place is for the dead
- And those who work? - Nobody's working here
So you're a ghost, eh?
You ordered a Hawai, thats... mine...
Your place or mine?
Harald..?
Get lost!
- What the fuck are you doing? - You're always in my way!
One hand!
- Do I know you? - Don't think so
Let me show you something strange
So...?
She blooms at night
Yeah? I see no flowers
Ten years and then...
She's flowering for one single night, and then she dies
I couldn't do that
It's all about time
You actually waited ten years?
Well twentyfour, but with different plants
My god, what's your problem?
Think of her, she waits a lifetime, just to die.
- That's fucking sad - Don't think so
- Fuck! - Yes!
- Damn... - Yes, yes, yes!
- Fucking negro! - Get it up!
Good morning! Märta...
Hello. Good morning.
Why don't you sit up. Let's rise...
- You were in my dream - Really? Should I be scared or flattered?
What? What's that smile?
Now what's this?
Don't you want to read?
- How about a shower? - No! I'm clean
Harald. If you'd ask me-
-your son is an idiot, not coming to see you
But I can make him, if you want me to
He won't come. But when I'm dead he'll be forced to
Then he will have no choice
Where are you going?
Nowhere
Staring at a seedling all night long? Don't you ever sleep?
- Not much - Me neither
You're a little nuts, aren't you? Your parents dropped you on your head?
- Don't have parents - That's what I thought
So, who found you in the woods?
Did you get a little?
How is that speech coming along? Huh?
I know what you're up to, you know
You are a bad girl!
You ought to be ashamed!
Oh but I want to keep her!
It dosn't vibrate enough I think. I want to feel it a little more
It's probably the batteries. But what an ugly smell...
Is that you, Elsie?
They better be good in bed, and that's enough for me
What is that smell?
It's just a gift
Oh fucking hell!
Why don't you put it under his pillow?
A lot going on? Something fun?
You know old Harald ...
The psycho in the churchyard of course!
What the hell is wrong? Having your period?
Well, forget about him
In two months it will be as big as the entire right cerebral hemisphere
It grows at night, if you didn't get that already
"Young man, seventy something-
-looking for young woman in the same age-
-for walks and talks"
- It doesn't sound that bad, does it? - But I don't like talking
- It's something you write, okay - I want to sleep
Sorry...
We'll just sit here? Doing nothing?
- What about the rest of your family? - Hush
The flower got ears?
I hate my father. For real
Why?
He beat me. People keep going on about forgiveness all the time
Well, that's just babbling
Don't you think I know what you're up to?
You should be damned happy I haven't told them
Or do you want me to?
- We never talk anymore! - I'm tired
Tomorrow night at seven. I told them you're coming
If you care about me at all, you better be there
- Could I please sleep here tonight? - No
- Oh come on.. I can sleep on the floor - No
A friend of yours?
Is it a guy? Good-looking?
- Beware of the birds! - Not birds... men
- Had sex lately? - I`m an old woman
Not that old. If I found you a babe, you'd give him a chance, right?
I don't want to!
Can you do magic?
Looks like you've enchanted a poor bird
Looks like it's about to become... alive
Let's try
Live!
Fly!
Don't laugh! I'm trying to free a poor soul
You try
Die!
What's the matter with you?
You always talk rubbish
Nothing to say?
What's happened?
We will solve this. With your help!
Here!
They belonged to me now
My own grumpy oldies
And I to them
Harald and I threw everything away
And waited together-
-for his son, to come visit
Mr W got some inspiration-
-and had to find some explanations
Suddenly he wrote again, a first line on the last page
Elsie charmed the men
See that nail?
I should hang you up like a painting, for me to watch!
She even wanted Mr W
And he tried to play her game
Together we invented the world again, as we wanted it to be
And I? I couldn't help it
Suddenly, they had become my whole world
Time to practice!
Well, cheers
Welcome to Mette's dating school
Never talk about money. They only think they'll have to support us
- Well isn't that what we want? - But we don't want them to get that, do we?
- Well then, what do they want from us? - Our big boobs.
Yes, I guess that'd be the reason
Maybe Elsie is right. It is all about sex
I said so!
If you just act like yourself, he will love you. If he isn't interested, the loss is his
- You look like Olga tonight - Who's Olga?
You're beautiful
To a long life with plenty of sex
And love
If he does like this...
...then he's definitely interested
Cheers!
She has to come home at some point, right?
Hey? Wait a minute!
I said wait!
Well, blame yourself
- I can't come here no more. - You're scared?
What if the world is a little more complicated-
-than a damn fucking flower!
- Trouble hearing, man? - Hell yes! Actually!
Too bad for you
Märta... Märta, come on
Don't do this! Märta
Come on!
Märta. Don't do this, wake up!
Wake up! Come on, wake up!
Did Olga die?
Damn you... damn you!
Fucking bitch!
Give Olga my regards, okay?
You're about to die?
Well it's about time
Hope you don't mind I'll take the chance to celebrate
Forgive me
What the fuck is this? What's this?
Did you take this...
You'll bring them into the grave, or what?
You think she's happy now? Well?
When you've kept them so nicely
Well?
Can't you just fucking die sometime
Throw. Throw I said!
I said throw!
Throw! Throw!
Throw!
For fuck's sake, throw!
- Stop that... - Get lost!
- This is everything to him! - Yes I know!
- For fuck's sake, he's an old man! - You know nothing about him!
You know nothing about me!
- It was me for fuck's sake! - You what?
Your arm, your fucking arm. It was me
Cheers. Cheers.
Harald found his son at last. And Märta met her friend again
But life went on
For Elsie
For mr W
And maybe, even for me
I'm a writer
You're not acting like one, goddamn it
To start with you have to write - and you don't
- Watch me! - I'd be pleased
Last page!
See, how hard can it be?
And such fucking moaning
You'll be a nice boy now, and don't move. Let's do your hair
I am Mette. I'm twenty
Until I was nineteen I was a Nazi
And the book? Same age as me and finally relased
He writes about the garbage. Makes me think of the French revolution and...
Nobody could read that. Legible, I told you!
Elsie finally found her husband, and Mr W got to be in wedding pictures
And here I am