Love & Anarchy (2020) s01e07 Episode Script

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At least have a few bites.
- Just a little.
- No, I'm not hungry.
You hardly touched breakfast.
Okay, Isabell.
I have a proposition for you.
You've made it pretty clear that you
don't like the color of your room.
If you finish your plate,
I'll call the painters right away.
How about it?
No? Okay, then what?
I want to visit Grandpa.
- At the hospital?
- No way.
- Hey
- No! He's not coming near my family again.
- But he's Grandpa.
- I don't care if he's Santa Claus.
Try logging in now.
It's not working. Dammit!
I have to get access
to the numbers Friedrich needs.
- Or Stream-Us will put us out of business.
- Calm down. Breathe.
Well, there's no time for that.
Hi, Caroline. Is Ronny here?
Yes, he's on a conference call
in the small room.
I'm going to grab a coffee.
- Hey.
- Hi.
Did you get my text?
Yes, I'm sorry.
Things have been
a bit overwhelming.
No worries, I get it.
How's your dad?
Well, he's doing
better.
He's still admitted.
That's good.
It's a good thing
that he's doing better. Right?
The thing is
Isabell thinks that it's all her fault.
- Hi, Sofie! You came in today?
- Yes.
I'm just here
to have a quick word with Ronny.
- So, I'm all yours.
- Oh, great.
Let's have a talk in my office.
It works!
You're a star.
Oh God, what a relief.
You should report her.
The way she touches you is not okay.
She's in a position of power.
The fact that you're a guy doesn't matter.
There are lots of Facebook groups
if you need support.
Hi.
I just want you to know
that I'm here for you.
We can just talk
if you… if you want.
I have to get home to Isabell.
And I have to finish this action plan.
Yeah, I get it. Um
How about this weekend?
I thought
you were going home this weekend.
Yes.
My mom's boyfriend is turning fifty.
- Oh, that's great. A party?
- I wasn't planning on going up.
My mom will start picking at me
the minute I get there.
Yeah.
If you want the lipstick,
go home and see your family.
And stand up to your mom.
Okay.
Yeah.
Have the lipstick ready by Monday.
LOVE AND ANARCHY
Help yourselves to banana bread.
- Banana?
- Mm.
No thanks.
Friedrich!
- How about a Friday treat?
- Oh no, I'm fasting.
I'm off to an ayahuasca retreat tomorrow,
so I can't eat.
I see.
Is Sofie here?
I thought I saw her.
She just left.
- Do you have the fall release estimates?
- Yes, I'm working on it.
The computer was down,
so I couldn't log in
Stream-Us is threatening to shut us down,
but you don't seem to care.
- I do.
- Baking cake was more urgent?
- Friedrich, the numbers Sofie asked for
- We're working on it.
Full steam ahead!
She needs the numbers as soon as possible.
Damn, this feels good!
I'm trying to be constructive.
It's not good for her to be so miserable.
No, but she's twelve.
And she's worried about her granddad.
So your solution is to do nothing?
What the hell, Johan?
- I'm really trying!
- Sure, you're baking.
I'm making Isabell's favorite cookies.
Well, there you go.
Problem solved, right?
Fuck!
Mom, what are you doing?
It's okay, Frank. I'll be right out!
- Hey, sonny!
- Hey.
- How was the bus ride?
- Good.
- Happy birthday.
- Thanks.
- Where's Mom?
- She's preparing for the party.
Not much has changed around here.
I've painted the walls
in the garage. You can have a look later.
- Okay.
- Navy blue. I really like it.
Max, you're here!
Hey, how are you guys?
- Did you see my new skateboard?
- No, I didn't.
Hi, Mom.
Hi.
So, here I am.
I can see that.
You look pale.
I'll put the kettle on.
Wipe your shoes. I've mopped the floor.
Sure thing.
Hi. Friedrich Jägerstedt.
I'm
here for the ritual.
You've never tried ayahuasca before?
That's right. I'm new to this.
But I'm
looking forward to it.
Did everyone bring their totem?
- Yes.
- Mm.
I want to know which path to take in life.
I want to let go of my ex-husband.
I want to find my own voice.
I want to put my life into perspective.
FRIEDRICH JÄGERSTED
LITERARY DIRECTOR
Hey, Max, what is it you do in Stockholm?
Yes, one wonders.
Do you clean your room?
Mom made us clean our room today.
Yes, I clean my room.
I really hope you got rid of
those weird, disgusting plants of yours.
Hey, Max, do you have a girlfriend?
Um
Well
I do.
Her name is Sofie
and we work at the same place.
Do you have a picture?
I guess we can find her on Facebook.
There.
- Pretty, huh?
- Really pretty.
Let me see.
My God, how old is this person?
She looks, like, 40.
And what's with the lipstick?
What's that on her finger?
Is she wearing a wedding ring?
She's married?
You can't tell anyone about this.
Here I am, making an effort,
and you're just Always drama
Who are those people you work with?
Bookworms, all high and mighty
Follow the air
as it flows through your body.
As the roots sprout from your body,
they tether you firmly to the ground.
You are here.
Right here.
Breathe in
and breathe out.
Breathe in
and breathe out.
Friedrich.
Gertrud.
I trusted you.
You promised to stand up for literature.
I meant to, but things got out of hand.
You sold the soul of the publishing house,
and then you're up there on a stage,
at the Book Fair, laughing about it
like it's a big, fucking joke!
Friedrich.
Thanks for helping me.
Old-timers like us have to stick together,
so I can keep sending dick pics
to young and troubled
community college girls
who dream of becoming authors.
Gertrud, I
You come to work
and you don't even greet people,
you arrogant prick.
Oh, now you're listening.
Your time is up.
Everyone will realize
that you're a big, fat lie.
No one will remember you!
Hello.
I brought cookies.
I know how much
you're hurting right now.
But things will get better
as you get older, I promise.
But I want things to get better now.
It's like
at first, you're a seed
then a bluebell
and then a rose
a tree.
And as you become an entire forest,
you stand firm.
- What am I?
- You're a bluebell.
There's so much left
for you to experience.
What about you? What are you?
Mm.
I think I'm actually starting
to become a forest.
What the hell was that?
Huh?
"You're a bluebell and I'm a forest."
You can't fill Isabell's head
with that crap, seriously.
Just so you know,
it sounded completely insane.
I have to get to work.
- Put some decent clothes on.
- I don't want to go anywhere.
You didn't ask me where we're going.
Where are we going?
We're visiting Grandpa at the hospital.
We're going as soon
as your dad has left for work.
CONGRATULATIONS GÖRAN
LIFE'S MIDPOIN
Boys, should you be playing on the table?
Oops!
Max, what are you doing?
- It wasn't me.
- The guests will be here any minute now.
You are so clumsy!
I'm warning you
You can't do anything right!
I'll get the broom.
- Ouch!
- Watch the tablecloth!
Yeah, yeah.
Göran, get the door.
- I'm going to rinse this off.
- Sure, I'll clean this mess up, as usual.
BAND-AID
Isabell is my daughter
and Lars' grandchild.
They have a really good connection
and they're very close,
so I was hoping that you could
make an exception and let her in.
It's okay. You can come in.
There are chairs beyond the glass
door, if you would please have a seat.
ADULT PSYCHIATRIC WARD
Are you okay?
Hi, Dad.
Hi.
Come sit down.
How about a game of Shithead?
I can get us a deck of cards.
What do you say?
- No need.
- No.
No, no need.
Yes.
We will never be able to change.
We might as well drop dead.
Ah!
Ah!
Help!
I'm sorry, I'm sorry!
I'm sorry!
No! No, no.
Mercy, mercy!
There now.
That's it.
There you are.
It's group picture time. Everyone's here.
People are asking for you.
Quit your moping.
- Come on, Max.
- Why did you ask me to come?
- Where's this coming from?
- You don't want me here.
- Pernilla, are you guys coming?
- What would people say if you weren't?
It would be so embarrassing!
Max!
Lighten up!
- Are you ready?
- Yes.
Just take the picture already!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
GÖRAN
Is this where
we're having the picture taken?
- What the hell?
- I guess you have a composition in mind.
- Max!
- Lennart, Ann-Marie, long time no see.
- How's the car running?
- Fine.
Let's get this over with.
I mean
Come on.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
GÖRAN
Awesome.
So, I should be getting back to Stockholm.
Maybe Mom told you that I'm the toy boy
of an older, married woman.
I've had just about enough of you!
- Before I go, let's hear it for Göran.
- He's not worth it.
Hooray! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!
- And you get a hug as well.
- What the
- Happy birthday.
- I don't want a hug!
Bye, Mom.
Boys, you know you're always welcome
to visit me in Stockholm, right?
- Yes.
- Yes. Mm.
Bye.
He's gone over the edge.
Bye, everybody.
- You're still here?
- I'm almost done with the estimates.
Oh.
- Caroline.
- I'm sorry, I messed up. I'll sort it out.
I'm sorry I yelled at you.
I didn't mean to.
It won't happen again.
- Don't worry about it.
- You're doing an amazing job.
Do you happen to have
a slice of banana bread left?
I do.
It's in the fridge.