About Endlessness (Om det oändliga)

ABOUT ENDLESSNESS

It's September already.

Mm...

I saw a man...

...who wanted to surprise his wife with a nice dinner.

I need to tell you something.

When I walked up these stairs last Friday...

...someone was walking behind me.

I turned around

and realised it was Sverker Olsson.

An old schoolmate I haven't seen in...

...well, years.

So I said "Hi, Sverker. It's been a long time."

"How are things?"

He didn't answer.

He just walked by without saying a word.

Then I realised why.

I'd hurt him once, badly. And he hadn't forgotten.

Oh, hi, Sverker.

It's been a long time.

I saw a man...

...with his mind elsewhere.

I saw a woman, a communications manager,

incapable of feeling shame.

I saw a man...

...who did not trust banks...

...and so he kept his savings in his mattress.

Crucify! Crucify!

Crucify! Crucify!

Get up!

Get up, you scumbag!

Crucify! Crucify!

Crucify! Crucify!

What have I done wrong?

What have I done wrong?

Stand up!

Stand up!

Come on!

Come on!

Crucify! Crucify!

Crucify! Crucify!

Crucify! Crucify!

Crucify! Crucify!

They drove nails through my hands.

What now?

It's gone now.

They drove nails through my hands.

I saw a young man...

...who had not yet found love.

There's nothing strange about having nightmares.

We all have them sometimes.

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

I've had many patients with all kinds of nightmares.

But I don't think I've encountered this one before.

Not the most pleasant dream, I must say.

No...

And recurring too, I understand?

Yes.

You are obviously burdened by something.

Any idea what might have triggered it?

Yes...

It was when I began losing faith. Faith in the existence of God.

Oh my.

You're a priest, right?

Yes, it's my livelihood.

It's my job to preach about God.

Without believing in what you're saying.

That's not a pleasant situation, I must say.

No...

But... could it be...

...God doesn't actually exist?

No, that would be terrible. What's there to believe in then?

Damned if I know.

Maybe be content with being alive.

That's how I look at it.

We will try to help you with your troubles.

But as I'm sure you already know, I don't work for free.

And neither do you, right?

No...

I suggest we meet one week from now.

Same time, here at my office.

Ingrid has all your information.

As I said, I suggest we meet here, one week from now,

and help you with this.

And I would like to thank you for coming here.

Ingrid will see you out.

- Thank you. - Thanks.

I saw a man...

...who had stepped on a landmine...

...and lost his legs.

And it made him very sad.

Over here.

Wave to grandma.

Up you go!

Hello!

Wave to grandma.

My God, my God!

Why have you forsaken me?

Why have you forsaken me?

The body of Christ broken for you.

The blood of Christ shed for you.

The body of Christ broken for you.

The blood of Christ shed for you.

I saw a man...

...who had lost his faith.

The body of Christ broken for you.

The blood of Christ shed for you.

The body of Christ broken for you.

The blood of Christ shed for you.

I saw two parents...

...who had lost their son in a war.

Tommy, dearest.

Dad is just fetching some water.

He'll be right back.

We're making the plot look nice for you, Tommy.

You should know that, Tommy.

We're always making it look nice.

So you don't have to be embarrassed.

We're thinking of you, every day.

Yes, Tommy. Mommy's darling. We do.

Yes, we do.

I saw a couple,

two lovers...

...floating above a city,

renowned for its beauty, but now in ruins.

- There! Daddy! - Hi honey. Hi!

I've missed you so.

I saw a woman...

...who thought no one was waiting for her.

I saw a woman...

...who loved champagne.

So much. So much.

Pardon me, is your name possibly Lisa Larsson?

No, I'm sorry.

I saw a man...

...who had lost his way.

No.

No.

- Please... - No.

No, no, no, no...

- No. - No!

No...

Please, please...

Please. No, no, no.