It's not that I don't love you.
But this is how it's gotta be. That doesn't mean...
But, Dad, why can't we keep things as they are, with me living with you?
Because you are turning 27 today, Tore, and...
Well, it's not entirely natural to live at home with your father...
You wanna talk about what's natural? Okay, let's do it.
Can we have a look in the natural world?
Honestly, then we can have a chat about animals.
Everyone knows that the parents live with the children for a long time,
which, to me, is very clear to see.
What animals are you talking about?
Zebras.
Animals raise their young to fend for themselves.
Then they move onwards, separately.
Dad, but we're people, not animals.
Of course, but...
Tore, you know what happens to men who live at home eternally.
They read books by Hitler and build bombs in the basement.
He doesn't want you to become a big gay incel.
- He doesn't want you to... - Hold on. Hang on.
Um...
Take your best friend Linn here.
She moved out from home when she was 17.
I know. But that's because she stole her mother's car
and left for Stockholm so she could drink in peace.
- Not just that. - Yeah.
It is a joy for me to have you living with me at home, Tore, listen but...
I really want you to experience the outside world.
Tore...
- Mm... - Not that...
Not that. Come on.
Oi! Don't do that!
- Ooh! Is that...? - Yeah.
- Mm. You're the best. - Say hi to the kids too.
Up and at 'em, kiddo.
Cheese or liver pate?
You're so wonderful!
Tore!
Morning!
Hey.
He's in the hall.
The hall!
Yes, that's your dad!
Oh, you're so clever! Aw.
I meant what I said last night.
Hey. Something new will do you good.
Hmm?
Tore...
You know Per's wife, Yvonne?
She's a therapist.
I think she'd be very happy if you drop by her office.
If the whole moving thing brings up some thoughts.
Okay, but you can't just fix everything by going to therapy, Papa.
You can.
Right.
Aw, my...
Tore.
You're singing?
Yeah.
I feel good.
- But why? - I dunno. I just...
I just do. It's a nice day.
Have you met someone?
Is that why you want me out? So your new love can move in?
If that's the case, then just say.
- Have you met someone? Yes or no? - That will do.
I love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you.
Love you, love you, love you.
THE SEAGULL RETIREMENT HOME
What is it?
It feels like Dad's met somebody.
- Oh right. Really? - Has he said something?
No, but it's the only explanation as to why he's acting so weird.
- Okay. - If you say so.
What about the, uh...
The raspberry biscuits sold out.
- Did you see the profile I sent? - Mm-hmm.
- Go for him, then. - For you, silly.
- Oh. Nah. - What do you mean "nah"?
I don't know him. I don't know what to do with him.
Were you planning on losing your virginity anytime soon, like this century?
- Stop that. - When did you plan on it?
- You can't plan that business in advance. - You can. Fill me in. What age?
You can't decide that and write it in your calendar!
38? 48? When you're a 1,000-year-old mouldy vampire?
- When I get a feeling. - Then? Okay. So, when?
I can't know that. That's what getting a feeling is about.
- You can't know. - Please! Get off.
This is why you should be drinking alcohol.
You can't stay teetotal and find some cock. It's impossible.
Yes, you can.
Stop that.
Stop it.
- What? - Nah.
He works at an ice skating rink. He's practically an ice hockey player.
That's sexy. He'll make you...
- I'm not gonna sound like that. - Tell me, how will you sound?
You'll sound like this.
Oh! What the fuck?
That's it, but...
Ignore him.
- Are you talking to her? - Ignore him.
- Your ex wants to talk to you. - Stop it.
I'm coming! I have a life!
Has it?
Ah, that's unbelievable.
Hey, I have lunch at 12:00. If you wanna bring me a Hawaiian.
Yeah, I'm half day, so...
Hey, I've gotta go. We're about to start work so...
Bosse!
Is he breathing?
Call an ambulance!
Bosse, can you hear me?
No, no, no. What do we do?
- No, no, no! - Come on.
Wake up! Wake up, Bosse! No, no, no! Bosse!
- Hey, Tore! - Hey, Nadia!
- Hey! - Hey! You alright?
- Oh, I'm okay. How about you? - I'm okay. I'm okay.
- So where is Bosse? He's not with you? - Um, he's outside.
- Oh, right. - So, uh...
Okay. It's Evert Söderholm you're picking up.
- Right, Evert Söderholm. - You're picking up today.
- They're in there, the next of kin. - Okay. Yep.
- Everything okay? - Sure.
Alright then.
- Hey there. Hi. - Hey.
- Tore. How are you? - Annika.
Hey, Annika. I'm from Årsta Funeral Home.
- Hi. Tore. - Hi. Jonas.
Hey, Jonas. Lovely to meet you.
So, have you all said farewell to Evert? I trust you have.
You had it arranged so well.
Yes. Uh, we're feeling quite ready.
Good. Good. Fine.
Well, okay, what will happen now is that I need someone to assist me.
- I will call my colleague Ulla. - Tore!
We'll go and put Evert in the casket, safely, exactly as per your request.
Tore!
Weren't we gonna do this now?
The ambulance is on its way. We have to get ready to go now.
Precisely, then we could talk and book in a meeting.
The ambulance? But Dad is already dead.
Yeah, I mean, precisely. Yeah.
Quiet!
Stop it!
When it comes to these horny singles,
no matter how hard mama tries, there really is no stopping them.
MJ? Come here! Come down!
LINN: ANSWER ME! CAN I COME OVER? I'LL BRING LASAGNA
MJ!
ÅRSTA FUNERAL HOME
- Tore? - Morning!
- Hey! - Hey!
Hi!
- Hello. - Oh.
- Are you good? - It's so nice to see you.
Yeah, the same. The same.
- Tore. Tore. - Hey, Per!
Hey, hey.
- Hello. Stylish. - Yeah.
I thought we decided that you should take the week off?
Yeah, exactly. But I felt pretty ready, actually.
I saw in the schedule that, uh, you have a funeral today.
And I'm not being funny,
but when you write the obituaries, they look like shit.
Fucking terrible. So, I'll fix that.
Mmm.
All's gone well with the pr-process.
So you know, Tore, everything is continuing.
We thought we might have a look at some caskets and things tonight.
- Mm-hmm. - At my house if that...
Well, if you have a favourite, if there's one you like.
But I'm not the one that's being buried, right?
No. No, no.
Yes...
- Bye! See you! - Bye, bye!
What did you say? Like 30 sunflowers. In their own bouquet.
- Mm-hmm. - I'll write it down.
- Yes. Thanks. - Okay. Thanks.
Hello?
Hey! Uh, delivery? For a funeral? From Gunvor's Flowers.
Okay. Usually, it's, uh, Gunvor or Amira who delivers.
Yeah, but Amira's just left, and I've just begun.
Okay. Yeah, but it's great that you're a guy. Um...
Because you find very few guys working in a flower shops, don't you?
So that's fun.
Yeah, pretty cool.
Uh... Let's see, and there's this one.
The name of the deceased, church, time and date.
- Right. - Yes, all there.
- Much obliged. - Yes, thank you.
Uh, hey, by the way, now that you're here.
- I just had a call from, um... - Huh?
Uh, there's a funeral tomorrow.
There's been a request for an additional bouquet.
Thirty of these...
Uh, I can't remember what the name... Shit, that's stupid. Um...
It's, um... It'll come back to me now. Um...
- Sufo... It sounds like "sufo" sort of. - Sufo?
But it's sort of the biggest, nicest one there is.
Except roses, I guess. Because they're everywhere, but...
But what does it look like? Uh...
- Oh, when you see it, you mean? - Obviously.
Yeah, it's like... It has yellow petals on its thing,
and then it has a very, uh, black puff in the middle.
- Uh, and it's like I have... - Sunflower?
Sunflower, exactly! How could I forget sunflower? It...
Have I had a stroke, or...?
So, yeah, repeat the words.
Yes. Uh, I'll check with my... with Gunvor.
- That works. - I don't know.
So, yeah. That'll be... That'll be fine.
- Thank you. - Yeah, thank you.
GUNVOR'S FLOWER SHOP
Hello?
- Hey! - Hey!
Why haven't you replied to me?
Huh?
So zero missed calls or texts from me?
Yeah, I turned off notifications. Don't want them really.
He's gone. I can't believe it. It's really crazy.
Beloved Bosse.
What's that?
It's, uh...
Ulla said you were alone, so I brought some...
I kinda think I'm pregnant.
- What? - I'm hoping I'm not.
With who?
The bald guy, the one who smells like salami.
We boned.
Yeah, I know.
I'm too tired to have more.
Didn't you hook up last summer?
Yeah, that's true. That would be weird. I have a really old baby in my stomach.
I might have to hit on that guy at my department instead. The old guy.
- What? - He's not that awful.
I can't shower that guy any more.
The sexual magnetism's too much between us.
Is it?
Are you okay?
How the hell is everything?
It's all good.
Getting on with it, you know.
How's that working for you?
Why do you have to ask so much?
Thanks for the bun.
I just got here.
Yeah, but I can't just take a break for several hours because you're here.
You should call ahead.
Hey, do you want to drop by ours tonight for waffles?
Alfred was asking after you.
I don't know about tonight. It's just that...
We'll come to get you.
- Yeah... - Mm-hmm?
Yeah.
Tell Alfred that I'm coming then.
- Mm-hmm. - Okay.
- Hiya. - Oh! Hello!
- Hey! I was a bit fast. - We almost didn't have time to knock.
- No, exactly. - No.
Come in. I'm Tore.
- Thanks. - Yeah. Hey! Sofie. Sofie.
- Fredrik. - This is MJ.
- Yes. - Good girl.
- Oh, yeah. - So, Tore...
Yeah. The advert didn't say what MJ was short for.
Yeah, no, it's short for Michael Jackson.
That's what I said.
Ah. Yeah, we got her before he was a paedophile.
Or he was a paedophile, but everyone ignored the cleaner. So that...
Hmm.
- But you can change the name if you want. - Yeah.
Fritzl is nice.
Hmm.
- Sofie, do y... - Great. Come in.
What a trio.
- But, Fredrik, don't let her... - This'll be great.
And sorry about my Fritzl comments. Not right. That was really not that funny.
It's just quite difficult with some jokes like that, because...
Sofie's a survivor.
Oh.
Well, I'm very, very... I'm sorry, Sofie.
- It's okay. - That's not...
You mean well, I know,
but in the future, I'd rather choose for myself who I tell.
What? You posted that text on Instagram. It was a lovely thing about stigma and...
That post was set to Close Friends, Fredrik.
Yeah. How is it that you want to rehome her?
Uh... Yeah, it's just I don't have time. I'm allergic.
I'll fetch her.
MJ!
She's not supposed to go up there.
MJ? Come here!
Come here!
Yeah, come down!
Sorry 'bout that.
MJ?
Not that!
Not that. Let go! Let go!
Hey!
Away!
Food?
More?
One of you?
Uh, yeah.
Welcome!
Thanks!
- Hey! - Hey.
- Okay? - Thank you.
- Hey! - Hi!
How can I help you?
- Can I order? - Uh-huh.
- Uh... - What do you want?
Yeah, I'll have, uh... I'll have, um...
God, I'm lost. Um, are there any menus there?
- You have it right there. - Ah!
Yeah, a gin and... gin and tonic.
Ah, gin and tonic. Absolutely. Coming up.
There.
There you go.
- Here you go! - Thank you.
Oh! Hey!
Mwah! Mwah!
Come on, darling.
Four vodka shots. You know it, girl!
- Hey! - Hey!
Oh, oh, oh!
Okay. Are you ready?
Cheers!
Mm, mm, mm!
Did you decide on something?
Uh... Yeah, I'll have a shot.
A shot.
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED? CALL ME WHEN YOU CAN
Calle?
Calle! I'm borrowing this.
No, no, no! Lo, come on, that's enough!
Must dance! Must dance! Love you!
- Sorry! I'm so sorry. That... - It's okay.
What did we say, four or six?
- Uh, six. - Six?
You can put it down.
- Yeah... - Thanks.
There.
- Do you spell it with "C" or "K"? - Sorry, what d'ya say?
- Do you spell it with a "C" or a "K"? - Yeah, but what...
Because she said that your name is Calle. How do you spell it?
My name's with a "C".
Oooh.
"C" is great.
- Calle! - Yeah?
- I... I am hungry! - Yeah.
Hi, my sweetie. Are you okay?
I'm good.
Water for you, I think.
I'm good.
Whoo!
Shake! Shake!
No!
Let's go!
Whoo-hoo!
Uh... Wait...
- I just have to... - What?
- I have to... - What is it? Stop it.
- What? D'you want to go home? - Nah.
Yeah.
- Nah. - Yeah.
- Okay, yeah. - Oh, God!
- Let's do it, then. - Ah!
Yeah, but... You know, I'm good. I'm good. Wait.
- What the fuck are you doing? - Uh, wait.
- What? - Oh, man, I...
You like this, don't ya?
What?
Are you okay?