Still taking photographs then?
I haven't had the camera out since long before we moved.
To Limhamn.
-There is the tram. -Tram number 4.
-The Captain can't wait any longer. -Almost five! I've got to go.
One moment, Captain.
Mrs. Larsson is one of our dearest customers.
-Alright. -Come back soon.
-Yes, okay. -Thank you.
Anytime...
There...
Maja, Mrs. Fagerdal also has a brother.
-Yes? -Sometimes he...
Nah, nevermind.
-Goodbye mom. -Goodbye.
Ernestine Fagerdal - Wigmaker.
This is my brother Algots watch, he collects them, authentic...
-Careful. -Yes Mrs. Fagerdal.
If Maja becomes a good maid like her little mother-
-then one day she might get to help me with the wigs.
I can't believe that they don't wash the hair before they sell it.
Maja, what are you waiting for? Unbutton me.
One penny per button she gets, but then she must help with the embrocation.
Think how one has to suffer for others filth.
-Algot, did you remember the embrocation? -Ja,
Do you want Maja to put some on you as well?
Not tonight.
Close up, damnit!
-I've got hell of a cold. -Is this your third round, Sigge?,
Yes, you better believe it, this was damn good.
-De don't even give us real bullets. -Who'd want to turn their back to you?
Dad said he never ate as well as he did during the war-
-and any they never saw the sight of any enemies.
With soup like this, only a fool would dare to go here.
One penny,
Two pennies,
Three pennies,
Four and five pennies,
They want me to lotion his back.
Dear Good, bless this food, amen.
It's extraordinary times we live in, everything is changing.
-Soon there'll be no borders in Europe. -No, Mr. Fagerdal.
My sister went to the Bylunds, Maja and I are all alone.
Maja, I think it's time to lotion my back now.
Maja has really smooth hands, just like her mom.
Maja, cute... Maja. Little nice Maja.
You have it good here don't you? Little sweet and kind Maja.
No, Maja. Maja! Maja! Maja!
Maja! Maja, open up!
You're misunderstanding me Maja... Open up, little kind Maja.
Open up Maja!
It was a shame about that misunderstanding.
It wasn't a misunderstanding, your brother is a real creep!
-What are you saying Maria? -I also had to do it.
I can't believe what I am hearing, my brother is a honor member...
-...at the royal theatre. -I'm glad you can't believe it.
You're lucky that Sigrid isn't here. If he'd find out...
Yes, but everyone likes Maja.
-so we'll find a place for her at one of my other friends.
Maja is also expecting some pay for working for you.
-We'll have to talk about that. -I really don't have the time to do so.
When the war had gone on for months in Europe the three Kings came to Malmo.
I'm sorry.
The Nordic Kings met up to talk about how they can keep out of the war.
Four salutes for the Kings, May them live, hooray, hooray, hooray!
-Is that my picture? -Yes, they bought the picture.
Here! It isn't much but maybe something extra for Christmas.
My picture... in the paper!
-Dad... -Good day dad.
Good day dad. Moms picture is in the paper.
-Is this at Larssons? -Yes.
But Sigge...
-What a hell are you doing? -Taking Christmas pictures.
Are you crazy or what?
-Get them out! -Sigge...
Here I come home after risking my life. Get the hags out of here!
-Now, who's turn is it? -Oh that would be me.
Look into the camera. Piff, paff, puff.
-Maggan has left me. -Again?
This time she took the kids as well.
My old lady is just fuzzing around with the damn camera.
Maria, she's such a darling.
Yeah, darling and darling...
She's hard.
Like a cold rock.
Back to Sahara.
Did you say "Sara"?
Sahara! The desert damnit, Englund.
The draught.
The cold.
The nights of silence.
No, look here...
Yuck, I only smell fish.
It sticks to you.
Smells good, like the ocean.
And you want to be an explorer...
How's the Confirmation coming along Maja? Do you know the Commandments?
Everyone dad, including number 7.
"You shall not commit adultery". Is that right?
"You shall love the Lord and you'll have a clean and honorable life".
"Both in words and acts one must take care of and love thee spouse".
I saw Maja and Gunnar kissing.
-What did you say? -I have seen Maja and Gunnar kissing.
Is that true? So she thinks she is every little punks woman?
What? I see everything, I see everything, know that.
If you kiss a boy, I see you.
So watch it!
Such lovely children, Maria.
Look at my Elsa, she's nothing.
Don't say that Anna.
What's to become of her? She's got nothing.
If I had known, I'd done like Mrs. Ahlstroms.
What do you mean?
She jumped from the kitchen table until the baby dropped.
I'd like to photograph her, can I do that?
-Elsa? -Yes.
Yes.
Yes, of course.
-How's things? -He's feeling a lot better.
Look after Elon for a little longer, I'm going to photograph little Elsa.
-But mom, Gunnar is already waiting. -Then he'll have to wait a little more.
Mom only cares about her pictures. And that Mr. Pedersen.
Oh, Sorry! Maja...
And dad just runs after others.
I don't understand why Mr. Pedersen wants a picture of me.
Kan I call you Maria?
-Of course... And Mr... -Ludwig... Efraim...
-Sebastian. -Yes, say Sebastia.
Sebastian.
Maria.
Is Mrs. Pedersen also interested in photography?
Can Maria look into the camera?
No, Mrs. Pedersen lives in Copenhagen these days.
...and is now Mrs. Listreus.
So, look here... Piff, paff, puff.
The war just went on so we nothing but rutabaga to eat.
Boiled rutabaga, fried rutabaga, mashed rutabaga.
But we didn't have to starve because dad was working in the mill.
But we were always hungry.
There's no point, Sigge,
Englund!
Are you back? So there never came a revolusion in Eslov either then?
And Maggan?
They have such beautiful eyes.
-They are looking at me. -Maja, honey.
How about this Englund, pigeon with sauce! Better than rutabaga.
In America they don't eat anything smaller than a turkey.
Isn't grandma also moving to America?
Soon the war will be over and aunt Tora will send a ticket.
-Then you'll be rid of me. -Is that a promise, is it?
Englund should go to America. Everyone can find what they want there.
-Good day, grandma. -Good day to you too, Sven.
It's okay to show up now, when grandma is visiting?
-Sven's been reading. -The Pastor says I'm book smart.
You're going to work hard like everyone else.
But you have the opportunity to be something, shouldn't one try?
My teacher has said that I can learn to read German with her.
-I want to be a teacher. -People want to be a lot of things...
And money doesn't fall from the sky, so that's enough with that.
Damn rutabagas!
Maybe it'll be a airballoon ride to America.
Dad had a hard time forgiving Englund for hanging himself.
Not because of the funeral costs, but because he lost his best friend.
Damn Englund, Damn Kropotkin!
Sigge! Look at this.
Isn't this your old lady?
Yes, it is.
-No, no no. -There, there, there.
-You'll have to come back tomorrow. -Open up the door!
-We're closed. -I know.
-Sigge... -No, no sorry we're closed.
-I don't understand, who are you? -What have you been up to with my old lady?
I'm taking this. If you have anything going on with her, watch out.
I'm just telling you, fucking photographer!
Come on, Sigge.
There... and now we can take of the socks as well.
-I'll jump down in the water. -Yes.
Dog paddle on the water.. So you'll be clean and nice.
-What is this? -Where did you get this?
I'm asking, what kind of shit is this?
Don't sit on your ass and lie to me straight in the face.
Was that easter bunny the only one you could cheat on me with?
-You've always been straight and narrow. -Answer! And watch it!
-The camera, it has to go! -No! You don't touch it.
You can damn bet yourself that I'm going to. Give it to me!
You're not getting the camera!
-I'm going to beat you to death. -Do it, and end it all!
-Behind my back! -Do it!
What?!
Yes, you and your women...
You're such a coward.
There, you've finished bathing.
There was seemed to never end, and we had one more mouth to feed. Erik.
-Erik... -He hasn't eaten all day.
Dad!
Erik has polio.
-I jumped from the kitchen table. -Why on earth?
Sigge forced himself on me. I didn't want to have the child.
My Erik, I tried to get rid of him.
-It's my fault his sick. -That was just something she made up.
She probably went to an abortionist.
It's not at all your fault Maria.
There, yes, good Erik. Good.
After several months Erik got to come home from the hospital.
-Hello kitty. -Yes, there it is.
-What's the cat doing? -Playing.
-What? -Playing.
Why's the kitty playing?
Mom...
-Look how nice he is. -Yes!
You are, you are so nice.
-The cat! -And that cat, yes.
He's waited for you for such a long time. He missed you. The cat.
No!
Shame on you!
I don't want it anymore. It's like the pictures take over.
-No... -I forget to be a mother.
-I become someone else. -No...
Let's have a cup of coffee.
What do you see, when you see through the lens Maria?
You see a world to explore, save and tell about.
For people who have seen that, for them, they can't just close their eyes.
There is no way back.
But maybe you'll take my portrait instead.
What do you say?
Paris!
The Catacombs!
I know.
What are you doing, damn horse! No!
Damn! Fucking horse!
What a hell are you doing, are you crazy?
Let me see the leg. There, lift it.
Get a veterinarian, we're putting this horse to sleep.
-Sigge knows horses. -Does he know how to slaughter?
If I did you wouldn't be standing here, you damn asshole.
Good thing he fell right in front of Mr. Larsson.
That couldn't have ended bad. He can stay here in the meantime.
-He was jibber. -What's his name?
His name is...
-Kropotkin. -Kro...
...potkin,
His name was supposed to be Englund, but that's no name for a horse.
-No... -This will fine for Kropotkin.
Dad, we're going to the movies.
Dad doesn't want to join us?
-Dad can come along, no? -Who's horse is that?
There...
Yes, now we have to hurry up.
What are you guys having so fun about?
What?
Are you laughing at me?
Here I work all day while you sit around and enjoy yourself
Is that it? Huh?
The mean bad guy looked exactly like dad.
It was so funny because Mr. Piff Paff Puff walked like Charlie Chaplin.
How dare you...?
My children!
How can you bring... my children!?
We were only having fun.
I'm going to freaking cut your throat of now.
Enough!
God knows I've tried, but this is enough!
Sure...
I'm going to freaking kill you!
Do it! Do it Sigge, but think about the kids.
The police came and took dad. And this time he had to stay in jail.
Can you get the light too?
-What are you doing? -We're making a package for dad.
-He has it better than us. -But mom, dad is always alone.
Is mom leaving dad now?
-Aren't you mom? -Right now we have a lot to think about.
Is it because grandpa told mom that she has to stay with dad until death?
Grandpa has been dead for ten years.
Why does mom think about that? We're doing fine without him.
It's better without dad. Sven can study at night.
-And I can maybe learn German? -I don't wanna hear anymore.
Maria Larsson!
Good day.
-Maria Larsson? -Yes.
I need money for rent and food.
We have a big family and...
-How many children? -Seven.
My man can't support the family...
Why can't your husband support the family?
-He's... -Yes? I can't hear you, speak up!
I'm sorry.
Ashamed?
For what you husband did?
Because I don't miss him.
This cures most things.
No, no, no. I never taste anything strong.
This isn't strong, it's just scents in a glass.
It's like a captured countryside like your pictures.
Maria...
Cheers.
Cheers Sebastian.
Yes, I have something here.
No!
Look, Leo! We get more and more alike you and I.
Thanks.
-That's it! -Maria, I want to tell you something.
To get to know you is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
Ah ha, here Mrs. Larsson standing around and dreaming.
Good day, yes, the rent yes...
Does Mr. Olsson think that we can postpone?
I've got an order for a coat. And I sow as fast I can.
If I can take the horse than the rent is paid until the husband is home.
-Yes, thanks. If I can think about it. -Do that Mrs. Larsson, good day.
Kropotkin is dad's horse.
Yes, but have to have money for rent and food. We can't eat Kropotkin.
Mrs. Larsson, I just thought of something.
Would you consider taking some photographs of my store?
If it turns out good I can recommend my better customers to hire you.
Thanks.
Thank you so much.
-What's mom doing? -Putting dad's things away.
-Should I help mom? -No, I can do it myself.
So, you came anyways.
Have you seen?
-Hello, you old bastard. -Hello.
-Anna! -Dad!
What a hell?
Kropotkin!
So you kept him anyways!
-Dad... -Ville!
Ah, you're biking on that thing, that's mine you know.
Elon!
Hello little man. You have grown too, I think.
Let me look at you... Does dad make you shy? No?
Do you love dad? That's good.
There...
Sleep tight.
Yes...
Maybe you want to have my old enlarger?
Good day.
I tried to tell you last time...
I want to live closer to my daughter.
I'm going to become a grandpa.
In a week I'll be moving to Odense.
Here...
This fits you...
It's a Contessa.
Take it, and use it.
-Mrs. Petren is taking over the store. -Yes, it'll be a fabric store.
-When do you leave? -In a few days.
-The cityman is here. -Yes, I'll be right there.
I can send a delivery boy with the enlarger.
Whoa!
Here you go.
"Darkroom"
There are a few things to take care of but... we'll move in soon.
I have lent some money so we can start things up.
What are you saying?
"S. Larsson's Rides"
I don't think anyone ever thought that dad would have his own company.
No one except dad himself maybe. But that's how it went and it worked-
-and he could offer rides for the sobriety group's yearly picnic.
Aunt Tora was home from America with all of her children.
Things went well for and we kids didn't have to give up on our dreams.
Sven was the first one in our family to graduate from collage.
Erik never learned how to walk without crutches, but he could swim.
Sometimes he'd sit on the bottom, he said "you can think really well down there"
And you feel so light.
Mom used to look at her pictures and say:
"Think about how we can be seen on these forever".
"That these moments will be around for all eternity".
But why mom stayed with dad, I'll never know.
Maybe it was love.
Mom wasn't doing well.
She had a heart condition.
A while after the picnic, she died.
A long time later I discovered an undeveloped picture in her camera.
It was the only picture that my mother took of herself.
Subtitles: Pop'Eclectic for KG.