The Nursing Home

No...

No!

No...

No! Away!

Away!

Go away!

What are you doing?

Is it Björn?

It's me, Joel.

Your other son.

- Are you hungry? - No, I ate on the way.

So you left your employees to come here?

No, Björn is the one with the company.

Right, right. I knew that.

Have a good night's sleep, see you in the morning.

Are you hungry?

No... Good night.

Eat it up, so we can leave.

- Hello! We're from the moving company. - Hi.

- Hi. - Hi.

- Ehh. Come in. - Thanks.

- So... where should we start? - Okay... I haven't really...

Uh-oh, this doesn't look...

Sorry. I haven't thought this through. I just arrived last night. Sorry.

- But that's my dresser... - Yeah?

What are they doing with it?

Don't you remember, we talked about this?

- When people get old, they need help. - I get in-home care.

I know, but eventually you need more than that.

It can also get lonely, alone in a house.

There'll be no one to talk to, and no one to help if something,

for instance, would happen.

Bengt...

Bengt was waiting for me on the other side.

- Okay... - But don't tell the kids.

They'd think I've gone crazy.

OXAZEPAM

Check it out.

Here it is. It looks lovely.

What are we doing here?

You're gonna try to live here for a while.

Look how cozy it is. Like a hotel.

- Like being on vacation. - I want to go home.

Let's at least have a look. People are waiting for us there.

It's going to be great.

No, I need to get home to Bengt.

But that's not possible, because he's dead.

No, he isn't!

- Oh yeah, very dead, thank God. - No!

You're so mean!

- You think so? - Yes, I do.

Come now.

- Someone's supposed to meet us... - Good day.

My name is Edit Andersson.

I am the secretary to Director Palm.

Hi, Edit. I'm Joel and this is Monika.

Good day.

My name is Edit Andersson.

I am the secretary to Director Palm.

- Hi, welcome, great to have you here. - B4!

You'll have to excuse me. Wait here, someone will be right with you.

Come, let's have a look in here.

- Is it time to eat? - Are you hungry?

- I guess we should eat something then. - Then I'm going to pull your braid.

- No... - You never know...

Why is this locked?!

It's not locked, Roland. It's open. But you're supposed to be in here now.

- Hi! - Hello, dear. How are you?

I'm good. But everything is rearranged here.

- It's fall. - No, Jan-Erik. It's spring.

Spring? What grows in spring?

- Well... - Crocus?

- Yes. - And carrots!

Hi, Monika. Welcome. It's been a while, nice to see you.

Our manager, Elisabeth, is at a conference,

otherwise she'd also be here.

You're also going to make a cute nameplate like this one.

I'm sure this place is lovely and all, but it's not for me.

No, come on now.

This is your apartment.

But... that's my table.

And my dresser...

And Björn.

I'll leave you two alone. See you in a bit.

My painting... the painting my dad gave me.

WELCOME TO EKSKUGGAN

Joel, are you really going to leave me here?

What have I done wrong?

- Hi. - Hi. How are you?

- Good. And you? - Good.

Um... I didn't find the car keys.

- How've you been? - I've been good.

-Yeah. How strange... eh. -Yeah. It is...

Just so you know, It's worst in the beginning.

Getting used to the change, then it gets better.

Oh... Thank you.

- Of course. - I... Um...

- And you, do you still live in Stockholm? - Yup.

- Same old. How about you? - I'm still here. I live out on the cape.

- Oh, that's great. - With Markus.

Poop-Markus?

Well, he's not at all like that anymore, he's...

- Great. That's awesome. - Mm-hm.

- How long will you be here? - I'm just going to clear out the house.

- We're selling it. And then... - Oh, okay.

Then there isn't much left here for me to do.

Okay, I get it.

Yeah, we... It would be fun to...

- I should probably head back in. - Yeah. I need to get going too.

It was nice to... I'm sure we'll run into each other.

- Yeah.. - Later.

Hey, Nina...

It's good that you're here.

Hi, Monika!

- What are you doing here? - I work here.

You work here... But I'm not supposed to be here!

There's been a mistake!

Is this Joel?

Oh, it is Joel. He's so cute!

And this must be Björn and the grandkids.

Björn has a company with fifteen employees.

Wow, not bad. And what does Joel do?

He... Oh, I don't know what he does.

I think he's working with music.

- We know each other, Joel and I. - Oh, I see...

- Why don't you rest for a while? - I need to get home to Bengt!

- Are you hungry? - Oh, come on!

- Why won't anyone listen to me?! - I'm listening. I'm listening.

Would you like a sandwich?

You know, the kind that you used to make for us?

Remember? With cinnamon, butter and sugar?

Hm?

LIQUOR STORE

Damn, Joel?!

Hey!

-Long time. -No kidding!

- How've you been? - Why haven't you called?

I haven't called anybody. I'm just here to pack up the house.

- Mom's moved in to Ekskuggan. - Oh, no...

Man... that's brutal.

- Yeah, it's a bummer. - Yeah.

Listen, I gotta go. Nice to see you though.

Yeah, you know, I'm around I still live in the same place...

You should stop by and... knock about for a bit.

- I'm pretty low-key these days. - Yeah, I get it.

- Good, good, good. - Yeah.

- Alright. Great, catch you around. - Yeah, take care.

- Bye. - Bye!

No, you dirty dog!

Bodil, are you still up?

- There's a naughty man out there. - Where?

Come, let's put you to bed.

He wants me naked, but it won't get him anywhere.

Let's sit down. Good. Let me fix this.

In that case, we should probably pull down the blinds.

No, leave him be. He'll probably give up soon.

Okay. Don't stay up too late, okay?

Good night!

- I'm leaving now. - Mm-hm.

D6 may need some extra attention.

- Monika in D6. She's new. - I get it.

- How was your day? - Good, good.

How was everything at "Hotel Incontintental"?

Good. Monika was admitted today.

- Monika? - Monika Edlund. Joel's mother.

She didn't recognize me.

- Was Joel there? - Yeah.

- He hasn't changed. - In what way?

He's like the same, just a bit more worn down.

Yeah, well, things didn't really work out for him, did they?

- Maybe we could invite him over? - What, are you kidding?

- No. He was my best friend, after all. - Yeah, and you're so close now.

No, but it's not like I invite friends over every day.

No, you barely have any.

- I'm sorry for what I said earlier. - It's okay.

I don't mind you seeing him. But maybe not here.

Okay.

- Shall we...? - I'm almost done here.

Why don't you go shower first?

I'll be right there.

- Hello, Nina speaking. - Hi, it's Joel.

- Hi! - Hi.

- What are you up to? - Nothing much.

Me neither...

Um...

I was just wondering if she...

Has she said anything about my dad to you?

Um... Just that she wanted to go home to him.

What did you do then?

I distracted her to take her mind off it. That usually works best.

She never spoke about him,

and now it's all "Bengt this" and "Bengt that".

I was just wondering if that's...

I mean, is that normal? Or...

I think you need to be prepared for some things like that.

It's common during a change of environment.

Stuff resurfacing, I mean.

She said that he

that he waited for her.

Did you know she had a stroke and was dead for several minutes?