Our Time is Now (Vår tid är nu)

Good morning, Mr Rehnskiöld. Back already?

Yes.

Didn't I see you in your wife's room just now?

-No, I went home last night. -Strange. I must be mistaken.

Nina?

Nina? Can you hear me?

Nina?

Nina...

Do you hear me?

Hello? Can we get a doctor in here?

She woke up!

THE RESTAURANT - 1951

PART 1 EARLY SUMMER

-Welcome. -Thank you.

-Nice to see you. -These are our new cooks.

-Rundström. -Backe. My colleague Svensson.

-Cook. -Welcome. Rundström.

-Did you have a good trip? -We did.

-Have you been to Gällnö before? -No.

This wasn't a place for someone like me.

-But you've been here? -Yes, we ran this place for 20 years.

Until the war.

Yes, come on in.

Yes, well, every time you...

...step inside, it hits you what a magnificent dining hall this is.

-It looks terrible. -Yes, well, it's a bit...

It needs a little paint here and there, but...

That won't take long at all.

-There's still a hole in the roof? -I see that.

Yes, we have to fix that.

You said the same thing last February.

Oh, did I?

Will you look at that! Svea, my old sausage filler is ready.

-I see. -Fantastic, right? It's all ready.

Look at this, Calle. This is a real stove. Quality.

-No electricity? -Yes, there should be.

It should work. The electrician has been out here several times.

-It should work. -But it doesn't.

That's very strange.

We open in three weeks. This is...

-This doesn't work. -No, it doesn't.

This is completely unacceptable. I don't understand...

Why can't people do their job? Why not?

Doesn't that make you upset?

So...

-She's sleeping. -Good.

You know...

I've thought a bit more about us moving to Skåne.

And I thought that...

...it might be a good idea if Christina and I moved first.

We could move in June and you could come later in August.

-Why's that? -Because there's a lot to prepare.

I think it will be stressful for you.

And I will have to work all summer, so I can't take care of you.

-Who'll take care of Christina? -Kerstin.

I've talked to her. She'll come. She doesn't mind.

It seems like a very long time being without Christina all summer.

-And you of course. -Yes, I understand.

But we'll come visit you. Of course.

Yes...

I've talked to Helga. She suggested that you go to the summer house.

Doesn't that sound nice?

Yeah.

If you think it's best that way.

Tell me, how was it out there?

It's pretty shabby. Small kitchen. I guess we'll get used to it.

-You can go inside. -Where will you live?

I think there are rooms upstairs for the staff.

-Look, a sleeping bag. One more. -You can squeeze in with...

-...the kitchen staff and waitresses. -Yes, don't worry.

You know how that goes.

Yes?

Did I tell you, that I worked one summer at Sandhamn?

What an adventure. Far from the city, the long, light evenings,

people going swimming later...

I'm going to miss you and Björn every second.

I really hope so.

Hey, did you talk to Stickan? Did you get another week off?

-Unfortunately not. Just one week. -Too bad.

But we will spend it close together. In a tent in Denmark.

I don't even think we'll have room for Björn.

-Where will he go? -He can sleep in the back of the car.

I have a dream... where I kill someone.

In the dream I don't know who or why, only that it can't be undone.

I don't understand, how I can live with guilt.

What could the dream be about?

Well...

I just know, I'm really tired of it. I dream it every night.

What could the guilt be about?

-I need some Veronal again. -You can't have that.

But I can't sleep. I'll never get well without sleep.

You had Veronal as an emergency at first.

But Veronal is a strong sedative. Too risky with your history.

In the dream you feel guilt, because you killed someone.

Do you feel guilty?

I jumped out of a window, ready to leave my daughter forever.

-Of course I feel guilty. -I'm wondering if,

the person you killed might not actually be a person.

Maybe the dream isn't about a suicide attempt.

Maybe it's about certain needs that you feel forced to renounce.

Or kill.

I don't feel sorry for myself.

I can only hope that my husband and my daughter will forgive me.

So they can trust me again.

Just a minute. Get out!

Did you have a look at the kitchen?

Yes, I went there yesterday, but to what avail?

-Well, it's your kitchen. -Exactly. It's my kitchen.

I work there, I live my life there.

But did I ever ask to have it redone? No, I haven't.

We're spending a fortune on that kitchen, so stop whining.

You can't do anything on a gas burner that you can't do on a coal stove.

Why do you even need a stove?

You could just start a fire on the kitchen floor and cook there.

No? A campfire should be enough.

I prefer the kitchen at Gällnö. It's exactly the right size.

Everything is within reach.

Two steps, lift your arm and you have it in your hand.

I tell you, walking into that kitchen is like putting on an old jacket.

Yes, but that jacket has to fit five-six people now.

Well, you don't always need to hire big cooks.

Yes... a lot of exciting things have happened in that kitchen, I hear.

-You heard that? -Yes.

I have it from a very reliable source.

That's not true.

Besides, it will never happen again.

No.

Calle!

-Hi! -We saved a place for you.

Everyone's back there.

Excuse me.

Hello.

If it isn't the prodigal son. We were wondering where you were.

-I'm right here. -Sit down.

Yes, I've been preparing.

Fly catchers. Wasp hat.

In case there are wasps in the dining hall?

Fly swat.

Rat trap.

Two of those.

-Havarti as bait. -You're armed to the teeth.

Honestly, I'm not crazy about this adventure.

But when the Löwanders calls, I'm coming.

I think I saw Nina in the restaurant. Mrs Rehnskiöld.

Right, she and Helga are going to Gällnö to their summer house.

Across the island.

I understand why they stay inside.

This boat is certainly for the ragtag and bobtail.

And to which category does Roos belong?

That depends the day.

-So where's Uno? -He's away at summer camp.

-How wonderful. Does he like it? -It sounds like it.

And you? You do take your vacation?

Of course, three weeks. Otherwise, what would people think?

It's almost impossible to do the schedule with all that vacation.

-Yes, it's a pain in the ass. -I'll talk to Erlander.

Only two weeks vacation. Roos and Backe have trouble with the schedule.

Good.

So nice! You've worked here before, right?

No, I was lucky.

You'll be able to rest here, Nina.

It's been a terrible year.

-Nothing's changed. -Really?

Two in each room, so I guess we'll just pick one.

-Two in each room? -Dibs on my old room!

There's no sun in the morning. You can take that bed.

I almost need a bath.

-Do we have to be two in each room? -Yes, except in those upstairs.

-That's four in each. -Fine with me.

I believe there's a small chamber down there, if you must sleep alone.

Thank you.

You can do it, Bengt-Allan. No moping.

As you can see, Rundström only did a fraction of what we agreed.

So if we are to open in one week,

you're all going to have to do tasks you don't usually work on.

-When are the others coming? -A few days before we open.

-So what do you think? -Of course.

Let us know how we can help.

You all agree? Thank you! I appreciate it.

-Yes, one more thing. -Yes?

The drain is broken. So please use the privy outside.

-Sure. -Good. Let's get to work.

Did you see our old sailboat is still here?

It should be in the water, so the wood can swell.

Do you remember, when you drifted out to sea in it?

-That was awful! -I didn't drift out to sea, mum.

-I tried to run away. -No, you didn't.

I did! Peter and Gustaf were allowed so much fun.

Go to the islands to camp and...

That was only because you were so much younger.

No, it wasn't. You let Peter do lots of stuff at that age.

You didn't want me to be outside, because the sun damages the skin.

Sun is unhealthy for the skin.

-That's what they said in the 1800s. -Well, it happens to be true.

Laugh all you want, but Nina still has beautiful skin.

All thanks to me.

Dad pretty much forced me and Gustaf to go camping alone out there.

To harden us.

I was only ten or eleven the first time. Gustaf didn't like it at all.

He cried all night.