LOONIES & PHONIES
Now we'll devote ourselves to animals for awhile.
Probably no one has monkeys at home.
You may have other animals...
I had a bat.
A Brown long-eared. But my Dad killed it.
Killed it, how?
With a hammer.
Miss...
Yes, Kattis?
I have a Shetland pony.
It lives in the country.
No one has any smaller animals?
A walking stick. It's small.
A walking stick?
That would be interesting to see sometime.
Has anyone any other animal?
- Simon. - I have a dog.
An Icelandic Sheepdog.
I gave it to Grandpa.
- I have birds. - What kind of birds?
I do not remember their names.
What do they look like?
They are brown and so big.
They fly around at home everywhere.
- You're kidding, right? - No. They can do looping.
Then you bring them for class the day after tomorrow.
- Shall we say so? - Okay
The rest of you will be bringing your animals at other times.
- What is looping? - Doing this.
Which way are you going?
Another direction.
What for?
It's not for you.
What a cool jacket you have!
Cool shit.
Do you want it?
You're full of it...
I've grown tired of it.
Take it.
- Shouldn't we be friends first? - No.
What the hell are you doing with my jacket?
Isak! Isak!
Come on!
Great... great...
Close the door, please Simone.
Can't you keep it closed?
You're dressed up! Going out?
How was school?
Nothing special.
What do you mean, "nothing special?"
Just the usual.
How can you go a whole day in a new school without experiencing something?
Look at yourself.
Why don't you go into town and buy some new clothes?
Come.
Buy yourself something sweet and girlish.
I could borrow a dress from you...
So! I need to finish this.
And I ba'... and so here ba'...
Jonne's gotta twin...
Straight into the wall like this ba'... And then, like me, ba,... Wow so here.
What are you doing?
Come on now!
Now you stop that!
What?
Stop copying me!
Come on! Now stop you!
Take it easy, Jonne.
He's cute. We're getting off here.
450 kronor.
Aren't you going to pay?
Kilroy!
Think it pays for itself, do you?
Hey, piss-rat.
What do you want?
What is it?
Thanks for the present.
What?
He means the jacket.
It was just a joke.
A joke? You call this a joke?
And this and this?
Sure...
Shall we roast him...
over an open fire?
Pull down his pants and cut him you know where?
Put him down the garbage chute?
Let him go.
Wait until tomorrow.
See you tomorrow, you piss rat!
Must we endure this misery?
Couldn't you try something more simple?
Wrong answer.
Help me! I'll drop the chandelier!
The ladder! Help me.
Honey, what's the matter?
It's nothing.
I'm sensitive to heights.
I can get dizzy real sudden.
Just a big child aren't you.
Look!
It's a vision! Hurry!
I can't see anything.
It's gone.
What was it?
First it was like a light which became a door -
...opened and closed Though I did not enter.
Then: I saw the rocking chair though it was tiny.
It rocked back and forth.
Then... then it was over.
What does this mean?
That somebody will appear.
Unexpected visits, it means.
Kilroy.
Any pictures you saw came from your head.
If you look at the same point for long enough...
can be... like... some hypnosis.
I read somewhere.
I know he's coming.
- Knock knock! - Knock know! - Knock knock!
It's Kilroy! It must be Kilroy!
Yes... This will do.
- Father? - Olga.
- Grandpa! - Simone!
You little wretch.
- What are you doing here? - What do you think?
I came to stay.
But first help me off with these boots.
Where did Father get them?
I stole them from the matron.
But my feet have swollen.
What is it, Grandpa?
Are your feet sore?
No, it's my heart. Listen.
It sounds so loud.
It's like a clock, you see.
Is this how you treat my clocks?
Father can take care of the bells himself!
Artists!
You should not skimp on time,
Simone.
Remember that.
Time — is very precious.
This belonged to your grandmother...
- What's here? - Wait!
Some kind of clown?
It's just Yngve.
Yngve Laurin.
It's my house. I inherited it.
What the hell are you wearing?
You're a fine one to talk! You should worry about that yourself!
You probably wonder why I have come.
I have come here to die.
This is why.
- It promises to be a nice day. - Yes, yes, yes.
- the weather, I mean. - I understand...
that it's damned improper...
But at the damned hospital one can not die in peace.
You do not have time to die... with all the injections and thermometers.
All the...
Pills you have to swallow!
Otherwise, it was not so bad.
The nurses were nice.
And a wonderful orchestra we had.
But no place to die.
So...
... I ran away.
So you think to remain here?
Yes.
What is this mud? Poison!
Are you trying to kill me?
- Should we call the hospital? - Quiet, please, Yngve.
Who is that idiot? Why's he here?
Mommy's in love with him.
Why would she be?
He may not understand the Father...
Father needs his rest.
We'll return the boots and get his clothes.
Do what you want...
Don't forget the cello
while you are out.
Simone, come here.
I just want to do what's best...
they can care for him there... I can't take responsibility...
No, but I can!
What if something happened...
Well, you decide, Ygnve! We move out...
...or you let Father stay in your house.
- It's awful. - No, it'll be fine. He will stay with us.
We came to get his things
and bring back the things he took when he was sneaking out.
And then we fill out whatever papers you need, you and I.
What is it?
Minesweeper with automatic anti-aircraft guns.
It is you who plays the viola?
Yes, among other things.
Grandpa was hoping that you would take charge of the orchestra.
And he said to take care of the harp.
So he is not coming back, then?
No.
Please, God...
... do not let Grandpa die.
Take Yngve instead.
Take that twat hat.
Hello, my dove. How are you?
Shit.
What?
All of it.
Mom has lost Kilroy
and we're here in Yngve's house -
and you... Grandpa, why should everything be so rotten?
We've always been a family of nutcases.
And it is not easy...
to live with that kind.
But it is better than being normal.
Why's is that?
They are too careful.
They dare not look at the forces that move them.
We are full of forces that we can't begin to understand...
like the ocean...
with currents, streams full of...
algae, and fish, and life.
The normal build their narrow bridges over those ugly, alien waters.
We nutcases...
we stay below...
and let the stream carry us...
though there are risks from the vicious winds.
- Why? - You should not worry so much.
Close your eyes now.
English Subtitles by Bill Davis