The Jonsson Gang (Se upp för Jönssonligan)

Dedicated to Birgitta, Björn, Gösta and Ulf

THE NORDIC MUSEUM

METAL OBJECT FINLAND, 1918

DIRECTOR

1736, wadmal trou...

What the...? The royal crown of Finland!

At my museum.

It's almost midnight, and time for The Wishing Hour here at P4 Stockholm

with our king of the night, Hasse Eldemar.

Is anyone listening out there?

In that case, you are welcome to join us through the night.

Good God, it's The Wishing Hour. I almost forgot.

"23:59 - TURN on the radio."

No. Turn it ON, of course.

...the tunes you'd like to hear tonight.

Call us on 08-21 30 50.

...among the flowers in Pontonjär Park

in these times of euphoria.

Midsummer is soon upon us, believe it or not.

The most Swedish of all things Swedish. So in a little while...

Oh, that's right.

...to the Midnight Concert at Kulla Concert Hall in Norrköping.

Hello.

Last one in, as usual. Are you not happy at home?

Hold the fort.

It's time to hear a first wish from our listeners.

- And it's someone we know from before. - Yes, this is Margit Vanheden.

Hello, Margit.

- What's it like at Stora Essingen tonight? - It's bad.

Hi there, doggy.

The pain is so bad that I drag my feet when walking.

It must be awful to have aching arms and legs.

No, it's my hips!

- That's right. You've got arthrosis. - Jesus Christ...

No, Gösta is the one with arthrosis.

Gösta is the one with arthrosis!

- Yes. - Thought so.

The doctors have said that there's no use going under the knife.

The Vanheden family seems to be cursed.

- My son Ragnar... - Mum!

He's always had problems with his ears, poor thing.

...AND DON'T SAY THAT YOU ARE RAGNAR'S MUM!

Are you ready? This is it.

You're all right.

Damn it.

What in the world...?

How did you get in?

- Sickan! - Yes.

Quickly!

The rides...

Maybe we should listen to a song?

- Well, apparently... - What would you like to hear?

"Ska du med ud å fisk" with Gitte Hænning.

Good evening.

- I'm suffering with calluses... - Talcum powder.

Jeje has searched the archive and found your song.

A nice old tune from the land of the red sausages.

"Ta med ud å fisk" med Gitte Hænning.

- Enjoy, Margit. - What's he on about?

One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four.

- The chamois. - Voila!

- Doris. - Here.

- The vent. - One, two, three. One, two...

One, two, three.

Good.

Here I come! Ooh!

Now!

Here with the latest traffic update.

Disruption on Lidingö Road. Drive safely. Traffic officers are on their way.

In the middle of the song.

Lidingö Road, that is. Eastbound, towards Ropsten.

Drive safely, and slow down.

Sickan! We're in the right spot. I'll turn it on again.

You can jump down now. I'll start up the rides and trick the guard.

- I'll follow behind. - Yes.

Here I come!

Welcome to the piggy bank.

Let's start up the rides...

- What the hell! - Lidingö Road again.

According to the police there's a dog on the loose

who's having fun with a sausage in the westbound lane. Watch out.

Let's play it from where we were.

What...? Have you got Sickan with you?

- What the hell? These are old coins. - Is Sickan onboard?

He must be. I'm going.

- They're worthless. - I'm going! I'm going.

He must be onboard.

- No! - Stop!

- No... Not yet! - Sickan is not onboard! Harry!

What the hell...?

- Harry! - No, no, no!

Hello! Stop!

- Harry! - Harry!

Harry!

Calm down. I'm moving as fast as I can.

Stop!

Here we go...

Don't forget the cat!

Kitty, kitty, kitty.

- But I'm not onboard! - Sickan isn't onboard!

Idiot!

You! Stop!

Wait!

Hello.

- Regina Wall? - Jump in.

PRISON

Time flies, Klockan.

Ninety-nine days, 23 hours and 59 minutes.

He's coming, he's coming.

- Sickan! - Sickan!

- You look great. Been working out? - No.

- Sickan, Sickan, Sickan... - Congratulations.

- A hug! And a kiss. - What's this?

It's 14 jelly sweets. We've picked you up here 14 times.

That sucks, Sickan! Have you got caught so many times?

No, it should be 13 sweets. I've been in jail 14 times,

but you've only picked me up 13 times.

We didn't want to miss the football world cup final. There we go.

And a red balloon and some long johns

Four strong beers and one that's light, a pork chop and dance all night

What do you say to that?

Any interesting cellmates?

No. One had sold miracle medicines to old ladies.

One had committed credit card fraud,

and a PE teacher from Tumba had downloaded films on his computer.

A bloody joke. We're not talking real thieves and bandits.

No. Professionals like us are a thing of the past.

- No new ideas, then? - No.

- A relief. - Good.

Not from the cellmates, that is.

But I did spend quite a lot of time in the prison library.

I borrowed a book, Pro Finlandia.

- What kind of book is that? - It's about the history of Finland.

Amongst these pages there is a description

of exactly where 32 million crowns are to be found.

- 32 million? - So that's quite nice.

- Hassan, will you get Myran? - Slim, you're having a bath.

There's no water.

Nothing has changed here, then.

That's not the case. We've been without electricity for 12 weeks.

At the moment we steal electricity from the boat club.

It's not sustainable. We can't live like this.

On Tuesday the water pipe burst. I had to use dry shampoo all week.

- Dinner in ten! - And the management tower in an hour.

This is not going to be fun.

Do you have any questions?

I'm thinking about this donation to the museum...

We've never discussed exactly how much... I mean...

You want to know how much money we will invest.

Will you get funding from the state again?

Last year we got 117 605 000 crowns.

We'll double it.

Rubbish.

- Hiya, governor. Welcome back out. - Thank you.

Please leave the area.

Dinner's on the table!

After all the fun we've had Now our bellies will be glad

Gobble, gobble, gobble!

- What is this? - Spaghetti Bolognese.

- Ragnar, don't you want any? - No, I'll have dinner at home.

Mum has cooked dream ham, so I can't come home with a full belly.

- When are we moving? - Do we have to move?

This is our last meal here.

It will be heaven compared to this.

Meeting in ten minutes. I repeat: meeting in ten minutes.

And then image 44...

We might as well do it now.

I can't be bothered to listen to a whole plan.

We'll start with what we have to say.

Why not let Sickan start?

Here's the schedule.

I think we should wait until later.

What are you waiting for? Vanheden, turn it on.

- Harry, talk to him. - Definitely, but we'll do it later.

I... have a plan.

A fantastic plan. A brilliant plan.

Maybe the most ingenious plan we've ever dealt with.

First picture.

Hurry up!

Late 12th century.

Sweden, led by Saint Eric, is on a brutal crusade

in a land which at the moment has neither king nor flag,

but which soon will be known as Finland.

In the forests of Karelia villages are burning,

and a little girl who is hiding under a sheepskin

witnesses her family get killed by the Swedish soldiers.

Her grandmother uses her last strength to lift down

the family treasure from the wall.

A musical instrument - a kantele.

"Let them burn our villages and murder our loved ones.

But the sound of the kantele shall never die! Run, my child!"

The girl is now running with the kantele in her arms...

...through the dark woods. The cold scratches her face.

She can hear the roars of the soldiers and the barking of the dogs.

She hurries up, but trips over a root and falls flat

into the deep snow.

She's ready to give up, but then...

She looks up and sees the opening of a cave.

She crawls into the cave to seek shelter.

But she's not alone in there.