Tuesday Club (Tisdagsklubben)

How's it going?

I wanted to remind myself how I used to look.

You're better looking now.

No, I'm not, but at least my suit size is the same.

-And I'm just as charming. -Stop it, Sten!

-What can I do to help? -Put glasses out for the starter.

Alright, I'll do that.

-Oops. -There.

Oops.

Karin! 40 years and you still put them in that way.

They don't get clean when you put them in point down.

The points should be down or you'll hurt yourself.

-No. -When will you learn that?

I'll deal with the rest.

Just go out there and make sure everything is in order.

Okay, can I have some of this? I'm a bit peckish.

-No, not that one. -Not that one?

-Have some of this. -Okay, I'll have this one.

I don't want this, or this…

Oh no, is this blue cheese?

-Yeah. -Yuck.

Mm! Delicious!

-Here you go. -Oh!

-You're early. -Yeah I thought I'd come and help.

Well, everything is already done, but thanks anyway.

Mm-hmm.

Do you think I look like Mum in this?

No, Gunnel was a lot bigger.

Pia…

Gunnel was fat!

You know that.

But she was good looking. So good looking!

Fat and good looking!

Karin, they're coming. The guests are coming.

Why doesn't he just open the door?

Pia…

-They're coming! -We'll be right there!

-Mm, that's nice. -Wow! Congratulations.

Not many have stayed together for as long as you.

And us of course.

Sometimes you wonder whether it's really worth celebrating.

There's always something to celebrate.

Don't forget that.

Here we are!

-Pia wants some. -No, I'll wait.

Let's go outside.

Let's move down the garden. Please, enjoy some more nibbles.

Bring the blankets. I'll be along with the starter soon.

Hello?

-Hello? -Hello, finally.

Yeah, practice went late.

They're struggling with canter strike offs.

-I didn't have time to wrap it. -Oh, you're wearing a dress,

you look lovely.

That's a ruby flower.

Oh…

You know, ruby anniversary flower.

Ah, I see, thank you.

Wow.

Thank you.

I get such anxiety from parties.

-I don't like it. -But parties are fun.

Parties are fun when you're seven but not when you're turning 40.

But you don't look 40.

It's small comfort, I know.

But you know, from now on, you're only getting uglier.

That applies to all of us.

You should celebrate when you have the chance to have a party.

-And we have space for the party. -No.

And I can sort out the food.

No, Mum. I don't want a party. I thought I had made that clear.

I'm going out to Dad.

Today I've created a menu that means a lot to Sten and me.

Oh? Okay.

I'm just kidding.

I've cooked the same menu we had at our wedding, 40 years ago.

-Oh, wow. -A classic shrimp cocktail for starters.

And then a baked salmon.

And for dessert we have a cake, a surprise cake.

It really is, cause I don't remember. But I remember the midnight snack!

-We're having hot dogs! -Yes!

-That's your favorite. -Yeah.

It doesn't get better than that.

There, help yourselves to some '80s nostalgia.

Thank you.

Can you pass the bread around?

I'll just remove this.

I'll be brief.

I won't say too much.

Thank you.

Only kidding.

-Cheers to our ruby anniversary. -Cheers.

Now, dig in!

-Here's to all of us. -Cheers.

-Cheers! -Cheers!

You can even do rock climbing on some of the islands, they say it's amazing.

I've climbed quite a lot actually. 90 degree walls.

You were younger then. A lot younger.

Sten, go get the digestif and I'll bring the cake.

Cake!

It's a matter of technique, it's in the fingers.

I'll show you.

I'll just show you some things.

Just give me a minute.

A LITTLE TASTE OF THINGS TO COME, NAUGHTY BOY.

Here is perfect.

Janne, hold my glasses.

Alright, Fredrika, check out your dad.

Alright, what the hell!

This doesn't feel good.

Go, Dad!

-Home stretch, Dad! -You can do it!

No, Sten, that's enough.

Oh, Sten.

Climb up the roof, Sten.

Get down now, Sten.

-Sten? -Dad?

Call the ambulance.

He's stable now. So go home and get some sleep.

-Okay. -You need it.

Let's do that.

Everything will be fine.

There you go, Naughty Boy.

-Karin… -40 years.

40 fucking years! Don't you think I'm worth more than this?

-Huh? -Karin, please.

So who is it?

How long has this been going on?

I've been an idiot, I…

Karin, I'll tell you who it is.

Actually, don't. I don't want to know.

I don't want to know who it is.

I can't even look at you.

Karin?

Karin?

Monika?

Holy hotcakes, it's been a while!

-You still live here? -Yeah.

Mum doesn't have long left. She's over 90, so I do what I can to cheer her up.

-So you've moved home again then? -No, no, it's just temporary.

I have to mind Mum's house and then get it sold as quickly as possible.

Small towns can be so incestuous.

Just kidding.

But hey, how long has it been? High school?

My God we had so much fun together!

Do you remember? We went straight from the party to our summer job at the hotel.

My God we were hungover!

We couldn't do that nowadays.

I still work at the hotel.

Oh.

I don't know anyone here anymore and I'm dying of boredom in the evenings.

Won't you come to mine for dinner tonight?

And we'll catch up.

I've got a lot going on right now so I don't think so, unfortunately.

But thank you.

I understand.

You don't need to make up your mind now.

You know where Mum's house is.

Mm.

Bye.

See you tonight.

Spray tan, huh?

Yeah, the new one down on the High Street.

They had opening deals, free sample.

Isn't it a bit much?

It'll settle.

-Hey? -Yeah.

-Do you remember Monika from school? -Who?

-You know, the talkative one. -Oh yeah, the one who was a bit…

Always had to be seen and heard. Stole all the oxygen.

-A bit proggy. -Yes, exactly, her.

Didn't she move away 100 years ago?

I ran into her.

She wanted me to come over for dinner.

Why would you want to do that?

I don't know.

Oh sweetheart, it's you.

How's Sten doing?

We've been so worried, I tried to call you…

He's still in hospital with a damaged vertebrate and a concussion.

-Oh my God. -He's going to have an operation.

-But he'll be okay? -Yeah, but it'll take time.

He'll be there for a long time.

-Poor Sten, say hi to him from us. -I'll do that.

See you.

Poor Sten.

-Hi. -Yes, you came, great!

-Here you go. -Oh…

Homemade jam, that's not something I see a lot of.

Thank you!

I've made a reservation at a place in town that I've read about.

Oh?

And you're coming.

Me? No.

-Yes, you are. -No, no, no.

-It'll be fun. Here's the taxi. -No, I…

-No, I can't… -Yes!

-Here? -Yes, come on.

What? Come on.

-Welcome, reservation for…? -Thank you, Monika and Karin.