Elvis! Elvis! (1976) Movie Script
Elvis, what are you doing?
What have you done?
You naughty boy
That's Grandma's best glass
I can't take my eyes off you
without something happening
Don't throw it away. Dad can mend it
Glass can't be mended
I'll buy a new one
This kind isn't made nowadays
What can we tell Grandma?
She'll be so upset
You needn't tell her
Of course I have to tell her
Otherwise she'll think it's me
Who broke the mug Mummy had
when she was little?
What on earth are you doing?
Take it
Is this the way to treat money, Elvis?
You naughty little boy!
Silly!
I've had enough
Into your room now, and
stay there till you're good
I hate you. You're silly
You're silly
I hate you
You haven't said sorry yet
But... how did you get out?
- Easy. I caught him
- Yes, he caught me
- Like this
- Yes, like this
You sneaked out of the window
Not sneaked... jumped
- Elvis and I are old...
- Friends
- Well, we'll be off
- Yes, we'll be off
Goodbye
Brovall...
What d'you say?
Thank you, Mummy
Recognise it?
Wait, I'll play it
We're having a party tonight
Aunt Sivan and Kurt are coming
Promise you'll be good, go to
bed early and not disturb us
You will be good?
Which is best, Friday or Saturday?
Hear what he said, "Which is best,
Friday or Saturday?"
Kurt's always so silly
Just think, Kerstin's
three weeks overdue
What about me when I had Elvis?
I thought I'd die
Imagine it, he had such a big head
And now he's starting school
He needs other kids
Yes, but other kids don't
want to play with him
- It'll get better
- Think so?
I once saw Mummy cry
No, Gsta, I'm not coming to bed
before I've tidied up
Come on, now
Ay, you're hurting me
Mummy cried
Why?
No, Gsta...
At least think of Elvis
He's asleep
He might wake up
I don't want him to see us
- What are you doing?
- Me?
I'm hugging myself
Hugging yourself?
You awake?
Of course, we're going to the country
Come and have breakfast
I'm not hungry
Change your trousers, then
What are you doing?
Who has to clean up the mess?
Elvis, go and change
Why can't you help me with the kid?
Do as Mummy says
How often do I have to say...
You're in a filthy mood.
I'm staying here
We have to cut the grass
We? I'd like to see you cutting grass
Anyway, it's going to rain
Of course it won't,
help me with these things
Wear Johan's old trousers,
the thick blue ones
Why? He has his own
Tell that to Grandma
I didn't ask to dress him
in Johan's old rags
She means well, it's a bit
tricky about Johan
- Everything's tricky with Grandma
- You know why
Yes, she wants Elvis to be
her little Johan
- All the same...
- We can't throw them out
He'll have to wear them
Must you always interfere?
Hurry up, or we'll never get away
You didn't say it was on the radio
We can't stay here in this rain
We'd have been spared all this...
...if you'd said rain was forecast
Wait a minute
Grandpa, can I come and see you?
Grandpa's luring Elvis to the country
Not a good thing
He can see Grandpa
whenever he likes
I don't approve
He boozes in front of the boy
Oh, shut up!
I know he does it
...yes, well, it poured,
so we came home...
They probably question
Elvis about us
What d'you mean?
Now Elvis... you try that
Nice, eh? Now you do it
First, put it in your mouth
OK, now blow in and out
Blowing out makes one note,
and blowing in makes another
Now move it to the side
and listen to the notes
There! You can do it
Fantastic! Again, let's hear
First she said I couldn't,
then she said I could
Yes. Aunt Sivan was coming,
so she wanted to get rid of me
- No one wants to get rid of you
- They do
- You just think...
- I don't think, I know
Sometimes she says I'm in the way
What does Dad say?
I don't know. He agrees
with Mum, I suppose
Listen, Elvis, you must
stick up for yourself
I do, but then she goes crazy
Look what I've made for you
Gooseberry fool!
Just sprinkle some sugar on it
Little Johan used to say...
...it smelled so nice when
you put sugar on it
What do you think, Elvis?
Does it smell nice?
Little Johan used to smell everything
Remember?
Does something smell?
I don't know why
Everything smells
Have a sniff
I can't smell anything
Pity to throw his suit away,
the cloth was expensive
Elvis, turn round
Let's see the back.
Stand up straight now
- How d'you think it fits?
- Fine
Elvis' arms are too short
It's not Elvis, the jacket's too long -
the sleeves, I mean
Johan was going to wear this suit...
...when he started school
It wasn't to be
Welcome!
- Done a wee?
- Yes
Then we have Margareta Hansson
So you're Margareta
And Kjell Johansson?
And Elvis Karlsson?
Where is Elvis Karlsson?
Stand up, your name's been called
Where is Elvis Karlsson?
Stand up so the teacher sees you
Elvis, what have you done?
He had an accident
It doesn't matter
We'll soon fix it
No, let me wipe it up
I told him to go before we left
I must apologise for him
It can happen to anyone
Don't worry about this
I was so ashamed, but
the oaf just sat there
Everyone stared, of course
And then, suddenly...
...there was this big pool on the floor
He ruined everything. What
will it be like tomorrow?
Shall we sing a song?
One we all know
'Twinke, twinkle, little star'
I'll play it first
Did you see the boy
who wet himself?
It was me
How did you dare?
Oh, it was nothing
That sounded very good
Let's all sing this time
Now for the second verse
Everyone has to sing
Not me!
That was very nice, wasn't it?
Let's sing it often
After the song, I gave her a flower
- What did you say her name was?
- Anna-Rosa
- Be nice to her
- Of course
You always start like this
Put your middle finger here
And the other one the same
Then thumbs under... and over
Let go, and it's a coffee cup
Your hair feels nice
Like a brush
This is where it tickles most
It's coming tomorrow
Then we'll all watch
Won't it be fun? In colour
We'll see Mummy's Elvis,
the real Elvis
Did you hear me?
When is it coming tomorrow?
What? Who's coming?
- The colour TV, of course
- Oh, that...
When I wanted to see ice hockey,
what a fuss you made
And now, Elvis Presley
Elvis is being transmitted
direct from Hawaii, USA...
...to a TV audience of millions...
...through a satellite link-up
all over the world
The wine's there, Gsta
Cheers!
Drink your lemonade
I'll say goodnight to Elvis
Like it, wasn't he sweet?
Whose Elvis am I?
You?
Mummy's little Elvis, of course
Why turn away?
It's ages since you were nice to me
How about a little kiss?
Don't you like me at all?
Coming?
I'm with Elvis
His name should be Bengt
Don't lie with your hands there
Hands above the quilt
when you sleep
Can't be fun at school with a
name like that, Elvis Karlsson
I suppose Johan would've been
better, like Grandma wanted
Good grief, Elvis!
Grandpa!
Look who's here
Penny for your thoughts
Thinking of school?
I'll ring Mummy, she'll be worried
No, no, don't
I must tell her you're here
I'll just have a few words
I'm making a phone call
I have to say the lad's here
It's Grandpa
Just to let you know Elvis is here
Yes, he's been here all day
Surely that's not necessary
Come home? At once?
No, I can't see him just now
Elvis is to come home
And who decides that?
He's to come home, I said
- Who's that?
- Grandpa
Elvis played truant today
Well, he is my kid
Hang on, that's no way to talk
Let me talk to Dad
Elvis must come home
Hello... hi, Dad
How are things?
You don't say!
No, of course he can stay
Elvis must come home, he
can't behave like that
Stop that now
Tomorrow's Saturday anyway
It doesn't matter. That's fine
Yes, might as well
Enjoy yourselves. 'Bye!
So I've no say any more?
Don't get so het up, he
can stay the weekend
Giving in to your father again
We're talking about Elvis
Having fun after playing truant
What'll his teacher think of me?
A brat who wets himself,
and plays truant
It'll be nice to be on our own
We can have a party and...
Don't touch me!
Johan, Aged 6
Johan's shadow
Was Johan Daddy's brother?
Yes, he was
Johan's dead
Yes, Elvis. Johan's dead
I knew he was
Which one do you want?
'Gentle Jesus, meek and mild'
Grandma, did Johan say his prayers?
Yes, yes, he did
Every night
Or 'Little lamb, who made thee?'
No, I'm not a little lamb
Then let's have 'Our Father'
'The Lord's Prayer'
"Our Father which art in heaven
"Hallowed be Thy name
"Thy kingdom come
"Thy will be done
"On earth as it is in heaven"
"Thy will be done."
What's that?
It means we want God to decide
Does He tell us what to do?
Yes, Elvis, He does
Does He tell everyone?
Yes, everyone
Mummy too?
Yes, Mummy too
Grandpa... does God tell you
what to do?
Oh no, I tell myself
I think it's important
Good luck!
No!
Your hair's a brush
I want it to be a brush
How should it be?
Yes, it is
- That's not for you to say
- It is
You talk just like Grandpa
- I'm cutting it
- I don't want it cut
I don't want it cut
I'm taking you to a psychologist...
...since you won't go to school
You look a sight, I'm ashamed of you
It still looks awful
Let's try this way
The fringe is all wrong
I want it my way
It's much better like this
Oh dear, what will the
psychologist say?
Why am I always ashamed of you?
I'm not going
- Afraid of the psychologist?
- Go yourself
Well, it's your loss
Soon it'll be summer and we can
spend the weekends in the country
I'll be dead by then
Will she die soon, Mama?
No... Great-granny will
live to be a hundred
I'll soon be dead
Shut the window, Anna-Rosa
Or Great-granny will say
she's in a draught
Hey, what are you doing here?
That's the bathroom
That's Mummy's room, she's asleep
What's that noise?
That's just Great-granny,
she'll soon be dead
And out here past the kitchen
lives Grandma
Take as many as you want
What if your Mum wants some?
It's OK, she can get more from
the restaurant where she works
We know the owner
He may be my father
But it's not certain
It may be someone else
You get tired of them after a while.
More lemonade?
Someone's there
Who?
I think it's my Dad
- The one with the prawns?
- No, another one
He can't come in
- Mummy says no
- Why?
He might be drunk, I don't know
Why weren't you at school today?
Did you hear? Why weren't
you at school today?
I've left
You can't leave, everyone
has to go to school
Not me, I'm not going
I cut my hair
I look a sight
You shouldn't have cut your hair
Think I wanted it cut?
The psychologist said not to go
to school like this, Mum said
Will it be all right now?
Come to school tomorrow
Hello, Elvis, is it you?
Are you here?
Weren't you going to leave?
How long will you stay?
I don't know
Good idea to give it another try.
Let's go in
What's wrong with your hair?
I cut it
That's why I look so silly
You don't look silly at all
Let's put this here and go in
Just think, the peacock's tail
is full of eyes
Where have you been?
And you can't have that
Give me my bag
It's not your bag
You can't have it till you start school
I started school today
What? You're making it up
Ask the teacher
Been troubling the teacher?
I decided to wait a year
I didn't trouble her
Were you or weren't you
at school today?
Yes, I was
I must call the school and apologise
You needn't
The teacher said she'd ring you,
she promised
Don't be cheeky
- The teacher's going to call me?
- Yes
What has the brat been
telling the teacher?
He's crazy
Tell us another story
One for Elvis
Tell that one about laughing
- No, better not
- Why not?
We have posh company
- Who, him?
- Of course
- I'm not posh
- Yes, you are, Elvis
Now I've spilt it again
You aren't half drinking, Mum
Your great feet are in the way
I can't take my feet off
Careful, Elvis may tell his Mum
D'you think I will?
- Won't you?
- No
Tell us. Elvis hasn't heard it
The one about Oscar
No, not that one
I'll tell you another story
When I was a little girl...
...a man used to teach us
to swim in the winter...
...so we knew how in the summer
D'you know what we did?
We'd lie on our stomachs
on a stool, and swim
You're hopeless, watch me!
Look, Dad!
That's one way of cracking eggs
- I'll crack yours
- No, let me try it
Hope it's hard-boiled
- Who taught you that?
- Anna-Rosa's Mum
- Does she do that?
- Yes, she's fun
She must be a real comic
Where's Anna-Rosa?
I don't know
That young girl doesn't
exist any more
Where is she? It's Anna-Rosa
No, it's not Anna-Rosa
It's me
We mustn't open the door
Sit here and take your jacket off
Do you know old I am?
- Stop making trouble
- I'm not
- Go away
- Let me in
- You've done enough harm
- I'm not a bad man
Get out, d'you hear?
Don't worry, Anna-Rosa,
it'll be all right
Tell him...
I'm so tired
I'm just as tired as you are
I don't want to have to come home...
...and find that bastard hanging around
I've told him...
Tell it to him straight
Look, I'm telling you...
Ma, stop it, please!
I just won't have him
ruining everything
I'll keep nagging till you do as I say
Ma, I'm so tired
Let's go outside, shall we?
Are you sad?
We're going home, come on
Sitting there... as if butter
wouldn't melt in your mouth
Now I know why you don't
come home from school
Don't try to wriggle out of it.
Mummy understands it all now
You go home with Anna-Rosa
Do you know what sort
of people they are?
Yes... they're kind
Kind? You don't know them
It's fun there
They're a bad lot
I know what I'm talking about
No, you don't
Oh, don't I?
That mother of hers!
She's kind
Yes, I bet she is
So you prefer it there? I see
All the stories I've heard
about that woman
Tittle-tattle!
Out you go!
I hate you
I'll kill you!
You're going to die
Now I know, you want Mummy dead
D'you realise what you said?
Do you know what you've
just said to Mummy?
I can never forget it, never
No... no
I didn't mean it
I don't want you do die, Mummy
That ring...
- I want Dad to buy it for Mum
- Why?
I want them to like each other
I want them to like each other
It's a damn shame
She's my kid
And they won't even let me in
They think I'm a dead loss
I don't know what they think
Why are you laughing?
You're right... it's not funny
- There, there, dear...
- Go away!
- Come on, Anna-Rosa
- Go away!
Go away, just leave me alone
What's wrong?
I like him
Who?
My Dad. At least I think he is
If he doesn't drink, can he
come for Christmas?
I don't know
Christmas is always a difficult time
Like some gingerbread?
I never dare look in a mirror
on Christmas Eve
Why not?
Didn't you know mirrors are magic
on Christmas Eve?
If by chance you know someone
who is going to die...
...in the coming year...
...you can make them
appear in a mirror...
...and stand there with no head
If they stand in the mirror...
...just when you light the candles
on Christmas Eve...
It's just then, when you
light the candles...
...that mirrors are dangerous
Is it true?
For those who are going to die,
next year
It'll be Christmas soon
Stand still. Stand up straight
That's right. Now smile
There, you do look a nice boy
It's only Christmas once a year
What are the candles doing here?
They belong to the hall mirror
Happy Christmas!
Doesn't it look lovely?
And where is Elvis?
Elvis, where are you, dear?
Here he is
Is Father Christmas coming?
Yes, but let's have dinner first
Kids are all the same,
only think of presents
Christmas is for children
Let's see what nice presents
I have here
Merry Christmas, Grandpa
I wonder who this is from
Is it from Santa?
No, it's from Dad
Well, do you like it?
It's lovely
But don't pearls mean tears?
No, of course not, Inge
I heard it somewhere
Just an old superstition,
take no notice
Elvis helped me choose it
And a good job he did too
Yes, he certainly did. I'll go
and look in the mirror
I can see your head
And I can see yours
You mustn't ever die
My darling little boy...
...and for everybody in
the whole wide world
A penny for your thoughts
I was thinking of Anna-Rosa
and her Dad
And Anna-Rosa's Mummy
And her Grandma
And her Great-grandma
People can like each other,
can't they...
...even if they don't understand
each other?
Of course they can
Elvis... aren't you staying
at home with Mummy?
It's Christmas Day
I was looking forward to it
Don't you want to be with Mummy?
Yes, Mummy
Let's go in, then
For my sake, Elvis
Don't you like Mummy?
Oh yes
Are you going to see someone?
No
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good
What have you done?
You naughty boy
That's Grandma's best glass
I can't take my eyes off you
without something happening
Don't throw it away. Dad can mend it
Glass can't be mended
I'll buy a new one
This kind isn't made nowadays
What can we tell Grandma?
She'll be so upset
You needn't tell her
Of course I have to tell her
Otherwise she'll think it's me
Who broke the mug Mummy had
when she was little?
What on earth are you doing?
Take it
Is this the way to treat money, Elvis?
You naughty little boy!
Silly!
I've had enough
Into your room now, and
stay there till you're good
I hate you. You're silly
You're silly
I hate you
You haven't said sorry yet
But... how did you get out?
- Easy. I caught him
- Yes, he caught me
- Like this
- Yes, like this
You sneaked out of the window
Not sneaked... jumped
- Elvis and I are old...
- Friends
- Well, we'll be off
- Yes, we'll be off
Goodbye
Brovall...
What d'you say?
Thank you, Mummy
Recognise it?
Wait, I'll play it
We're having a party tonight
Aunt Sivan and Kurt are coming
Promise you'll be good, go to
bed early and not disturb us
You will be good?
Which is best, Friday or Saturday?
Hear what he said, "Which is best,
Friday or Saturday?"
Kurt's always so silly
Just think, Kerstin's
three weeks overdue
What about me when I had Elvis?
I thought I'd die
Imagine it, he had such a big head
And now he's starting school
He needs other kids
Yes, but other kids don't
want to play with him
- It'll get better
- Think so?
I once saw Mummy cry
No, Gsta, I'm not coming to bed
before I've tidied up
Come on, now
Ay, you're hurting me
Mummy cried
Why?
No, Gsta...
At least think of Elvis
He's asleep
He might wake up
I don't want him to see us
- What are you doing?
- Me?
I'm hugging myself
Hugging yourself?
You awake?
Of course, we're going to the country
Come and have breakfast
I'm not hungry
Change your trousers, then
What are you doing?
Who has to clean up the mess?
Elvis, go and change
Why can't you help me with the kid?
Do as Mummy says
How often do I have to say...
You're in a filthy mood.
I'm staying here
We have to cut the grass
We? I'd like to see you cutting grass
Anyway, it's going to rain
Of course it won't,
help me with these things
Wear Johan's old trousers,
the thick blue ones
Why? He has his own
Tell that to Grandma
I didn't ask to dress him
in Johan's old rags
She means well, it's a bit
tricky about Johan
- Everything's tricky with Grandma
- You know why
Yes, she wants Elvis to be
her little Johan
- All the same...
- We can't throw them out
He'll have to wear them
Must you always interfere?
Hurry up, or we'll never get away
You didn't say it was on the radio
We can't stay here in this rain
We'd have been spared all this...
...if you'd said rain was forecast
Wait a minute
Grandpa, can I come and see you?
Grandpa's luring Elvis to the country
Not a good thing
He can see Grandpa
whenever he likes
I don't approve
He boozes in front of the boy
Oh, shut up!
I know he does it
...yes, well, it poured,
so we came home...
They probably question
Elvis about us
What d'you mean?
Now Elvis... you try that
Nice, eh? Now you do it
First, put it in your mouth
OK, now blow in and out
Blowing out makes one note,
and blowing in makes another
Now move it to the side
and listen to the notes
There! You can do it
Fantastic! Again, let's hear
First she said I couldn't,
then she said I could
Yes. Aunt Sivan was coming,
so she wanted to get rid of me
- No one wants to get rid of you
- They do
- You just think...
- I don't think, I know
Sometimes she says I'm in the way
What does Dad say?
I don't know. He agrees
with Mum, I suppose
Listen, Elvis, you must
stick up for yourself
I do, but then she goes crazy
Look what I've made for you
Gooseberry fool!
Just sprinkle some sugar on it
Little Johan used to say...
...it smelled so nice when
you put sugar on it
What do you think, Elvis?
Does it smell nice?
Little Johan used to smell everything
Remember?
Does something smell?
I don't know why
Everything smells
Have a sniff
I can't smell anything
Pity to throw his suit away,
the cloth was expensive
Elvis, turn round
Let's see the back.
Stand up straight now
- How d'you think it fits?
- Fine
Elvis' arms are too short
It's not Elvis, the jacket's too long -
the sleeves, I mean
Johan was going to wear this suit...
...when he started school
It wasn't to be
Welcome!
- Done a wee?
- Yes
Then we have Margareta Hansson
So you're Margareta
And Kjell Johansson?
And Elvis Karlsson?
Where is Elvis Karlsson?
Stand up, your name's been called
Where is Elvis Karlsson?
Stand up so the teacher sees you
Elvis, what have you done?
He had an accident
It doesn't matter
We'll soon fix it
No, let me wipe it up
I told him to go before we left
I must apologise for him
It can happen to anyone
Don't worry about this
I was so ashamed, but
the oaf just sat there
Everyone stared, of course
And then, suddenly...
...there was this big pool on the floor
He ruined everything. What
will it be like tomorrow?
Shall we sing a song?
One we all know
'Twinke, twinkle, little star'
I'll play it first
Did you see the boy
who wet himself?
It was me
How did you dare?
Oh, it was nothing
That sounded very good
Let's all sing this time
Now for the second verse
Everyone has to sing
Not me!
That was very nice, wasn't it?
Let's sing it often
After the song, I gave her a flower
- What did you say her name was?
- Anna-Rosa
- Be nice to her
- Of course
You always start like this
Put your middle finger here
And the other one the same
Then thumbs under... and over
Let go, and it's a coffee cup
Your hair feels nice
Like a brush
This is where it tickles most
It's coming tomorrow
Then we'll all watch
Won't it be fun? In colour
We'll see Mummy's Elvis,
the real Elvis
Did you hear me?
When is it coming tomorrow?
What? Who's coming?
- The colour TV, of course
- Oh, that...
When I wanted to see ice hockey,
what a fuss you made
And now, Elvis Presley
Elvis is being transmitted
direct from Hawaii, USA...
...to a TV audience of millions...
...through a satellite link-up
all over the world
The wine's there, Gsta
Cheers!
Drink your lemonade
I'll say goodnight to Elvis
Like it, wasn't he sweet?
Whose Elvis am I?
You?
Mummy's little Elvis, of course
Why turn away?
It's ages since you were nice to me
How about a little kiss?
Don't you like me at all?
Coming?
I'm with Elvis
His name should be Bengt
Don't lie with your hands there
Hands above the quilt
when you sleep
Can't be fun at school with a
name like that, Elvis Karlsson
I suppose Johan would've been
better, like Grandma wanted
Good grief, Elvis!
Grandpa!
Look who's here
Penny for your thoughts
Thinking of school?
I'll ring Mummy, she'll be worried
No, no, don't
I must tell her you're here
I'll just have a few words
I'm making a phone call
I have to say the lad's here
It's Grandpa
Just to let you know Elvis is here
Yes, he's been here all day
Surely that's not necessary
Come home? At once?
No, I can't see him just now
Elvis is to come home
And who decides that?
He's to come home, I said
- Who's that?
- Grandpa
Elvis played truant today
Well, he is my kid
Hang on, that's no way to talk
Let me talk to Dad
Elvis must come home
Hello... hi, Dad
How are things?
You don't say!
No, of course he can stay
Elvis must come home, he
can't behave like that
Stop that now
Tomorrow's Saturday anyway
It doesn't matter. That's fine
Yes, might as well
Enjoy yourselves. 'Bye!
So I've no say any more?
Don't get so het up, he
can stay the weekend
Giving in to your father again
We're talking about Elvis
Having fun after playing truant
What'll his teacher think of me?
A brat who wets himself,
and plays truant
It'll be nice to be on our own
We can have a party and...
Don't touch me!
Johan, Aged 6
Johan's shadow
Was Johan Daddy's brother?
Yes, he was
Johan's dead
Yes, Elvis. Johan's dead
I knew he was
Which one do you want?
'Gentle Jesus, meek and mild'
Grandma, did Johan say his prayers?
Yes, yes, he did
Every night
Or 'Little lamb, who made thee?'
No, I'm not a little lamb
Then let's have 'Our Father'
'The Lord's Prayer'
"Our Father which art in heaven
"Hallowed be Thy name
"Thy kingdom come
"Thy will be done
"On earth as it is in heaven"
"Thy will be done."
What's that?
It means we want God to decide
Does He tell us what to do?
Yes, Elvis, He does
Does He tell everyone?
Yes, everyone
Mummy too?
Yes, Mummy too
Grandpa... does God tell you
what to do?
Oh no, I tell myself
I think it's important
Good luck!
No!
Your hair's a brush
I want it to be a brush
How should it be?
Yes, it is
- That's not for you to say
- It is
You talk just like Grandpa
- I'm cutting it
- I don't want it cut
I don't want it cut
I'm taking you to a psychologist...
...since you won't go to school
You look a sight, I'm ashamed of you
It still looks awful
Let's try this way
The fringe is all wrong
I want it my way
It's much better like this
Oh dear, what will the
psychologist say?
Why am I always ashamed of you?
I'm not going
- Afraid of the psychologist?
- Go yourself
Well, it's your loss
Soon it'll be summer and we can
spend the weekends in the country
I'll be dead by then
Will she die soon, Mama?
No... Great-granny will
live to be a hundred
I'll soon be dead
Shut the window, Anna-Rosa
Or Great-granny will say
she's in a draught
Hey, what are you doing here?
That's the bathroom
That's Mummy's room, she's asleep
What's that noise?
That's just Great-granny,
she'll soon be dead
And out here past the kitchen
lives Grandma
Take as many as you want
What if your Mum wants some?
It's OK, she can get more from
the restaurant where she works
We know the owner
He may be my father
But it's not certain
It may be someone else
You get tired of them after a while.
More lemonade?
Someone's there
Who?
I think it's my Dad
- The one with the prawns?
- No, another one
He can't come in
- Mummy says no
- Why?
He might be drunk, I don't know
Why weren't you at school today?
Did you hear? Why weren't
you at school today?
I've left
You can't leave, everyone
has to go to school
Not me, I'm not going
I cut my hair
I look a sight
You shouldn't have cut your hair
Think I wanted it cut?
The psychologist said not to go
to school like this, Mum said
Will it be all right now?
Come to school tomorrow
Hello, Elvis, is it you?
Are you here?
Weren't you going to leave?
How long will you stay?
I don't know
Good idea to give it another try.
Let's go in
What's wrong with your hair?
I cut it
That's why I look so silly
You don't look silly at all
Let's put this here and go in
Just think, the peacock's tail
is full of eyes
Where have you been?
And you can't have that
Give me my bag
It's not your bag
You can't have it till you start school
I started school today
What? You're making it up
Ask the teacher
Been troubling the teacher?
I decided to wait a year
I didn't trouble her
Were you or weren't you
at school today?
Yes, I was
I must call the school and apologise
You needn't
The teacher said she'd ring you,
she promised
Don't be cheeky
- The teacher's going to call me?
- Yes
What has the brat been
telling the teacher?
He's crazy
Tell us another story
One for Elvis
Tell that one about laughing
- No, better not
- Why not?
We have posh company
- Who, him?
- Of course
- I'm not posh
- Yes, you are, Elvis
Now I've spilt it again
You aren't half drinking, Mum
Your great feet are in the way
I can't take my feet off
Careful, Elvis may tell his Mum
D'you think I will?
- Won't you?
- No
Tell us. Elvis hasn't heard it
The one about Oscar
No, not that one
I'll tell you another story
When I was a little girl...
...a man used to teach us
to swim in the winter...
...so we knew how in the summer
D'you know what we did?
We'd lie on our stomachs
on a stool, and swim
You're hopeless, watch me!
Look, Dad!
That's one way of cracking eggs
- I'll crack yours
- No, let me try it
Hope it's hard-boiled
- Who taught you that?
- Anna-Rosa's Mum
- Does she do that?
- Yes, she's fun
She must be a real comic
Where's Anna-Rosa?
I don't know
That young girl doesn't
exist any more
Where is she? It's Anna-Rosa
No, it's not Anna-Rosa
It's me
We mustn't open the door
Sit here and take your jacket off
Do you know old I am?
- Stop making trouble
- I'm not
- Go away
- Let me in
- You've done enough harm
- I'm not a bad man
Get out, d'you hear?
Don't worry, Anna-Rosa,
it'll be all right
Tell him...
I'm so tired
I'm just as tired as you are
I don't want to have to come home...
...and find that bastard hanging around
I've told him...
Tell it to him straight
Look, I'm telling you...
Ma, stop it, please!
I just won't have him
ruining everything
I'll keep nagging till you do as I say
Ma, I'm so tired
Let's go outside, shall we?
Are you sad?
We're going home, come on
Sitting there... as if butter
wouldn't melt in your mouth
Now I know why you don't
come home from school
Don't try to wriggle out of it.
Mummy understands it all now
You go home with Anna-Rosa
Do you know what sort
of people they are?
Yes... they're kind
Kind? You don't know them
It's fun there
They're a bad lot
I know what I'm talking about
No, you don't
Oh, don't I?
That mother of hers!
She's kind
Yes, I bet she is
So you prefer it there? I see
All the stories I've heard
about that woman
Tittle-tattle!
Out you go!
I hate you
I'll kill you!
You're going to die
Now I know, you want Mummy dead
D'you realise what you said?
Do you know what you've
just said to Mummy?
I can never forget it, never
No... no
I didn't mean it
I don't want you do die, Mummy
That ring...
- I want Dad to buy it for Mum
- Why?
I want them to like each other
I want them to like each other
It's a damn shame
She's my kid
And they won't even let me in
They think I'm a dead loss
I don't know what they think
Why are you laughing?
You're right... it's not funny
- There, there, dear...
- Go away!
- Come on, Anna-Rosa
- Go away!
Go away, just leave me alone
What's wrong?
I like him
Who?
My Dad. At least I think he is
If he doesn't drink, can he
come for Christmas?
I don't know
Christmas is always a difficult time
Like some gingerbread?
I never dare look in a mirror
on Christmas Eve
Why not?
Didn't you know mirrors are magic
on Christmas Eve?
If by chance you know someone
who is going to die...
...in the coming year...
...you can make them
appear in a mirror...
...and stand there with no head
If they stand in the mirror...
...just when you light the candles
on Christmas Eve...
It's just then, when you
light the candles...
...that mirrors are dangerous
Is it true?
For those who are going to die,
next year
It'll be Christmas soon
Stand still. Stand up straight
That's right. Now smile
There, you do look a nice boy
It's only Christmas once a year
What are the candles doing here?
They belong to the hall mirror
Happy Christmas!
Doesn't it look lovely?
And where is Elvis?
Elvis, where are you, dear?
Here he is
Is Father Christmas coming?
Yes, but let's have dinner first
Kids are all the same,
only think of presents
Christmas is for children
Let's see what nice presents
I have here
Merry Christmas, Grandpa
I wonder who this is from
Is it from Santa?
No, it's from Dad
Well, do you like it?
It's lovely
But don't pearls mean tears?
No, of course not, Inge
I heard it somewhere
Just an old superstition,
take no notice
Elvis helped me choose it
And a good job he did too
Yes, he certainly did. I'll go
and look in the mirror
I can see your head
And I can see yours
You mustn't ever die
My darling little boy...
...and for everybody in
the whole wide world
A penny for your thoughts
I was thinking of Anna-Rosa
and her Dad
And Anna-Rosa's Mummy
And her Grandma
And her Great-grandma
People can like each other,
can't they...
...even if they don't understand
each other?
Of course they can
Elvis... aren't you staying
at home with Mummy?
It's Christmas Day
I was looking forward to it
Don't you want to be with Mummy?
Yes, Mummy
Let's go in, then
For my sake, Elvis
Don't you like Mummy?
Oh yes
Are you going to see someone?
No
I will be good
I will be good
I will be good