"Help, help me!" "I'm suffering so badly." "Sergeant O'Reilly!" "Soldier McMillan..." "soldier Brown." "Boys... children still, who beg for their mother." "Walk, walk, walk, stop." "And that's me." "Me, Florence Nightingale." "Another one who's working on improving themselves." "Pathetic." "I'm the only one who's not trying to improve themselves." "Who's already fine." "He's really lost the plot." "Playing the violin to your cauliflowers." "Such ecomasochism!" "As if an onion appreciates violin music." "Patty, I'm trying to work!" "I know it's Mother's Day, but some people have to work." "Never mind, give it to me." "Do you want more garden cress?" "Dad!" "Come back to bed, please." "That's sweet." "Thank you." "Patty!" "Careful." "Hello." "How are you?" "Fine." "We're going for a drive." "How can you not be ashamed, General." "Glad you could make it." "Of course." "PART 4 MOTHER'S DAY" "Wait a moment, Patty." "Don't drive off yet." "Right, let's see what you've remembered." "Are you crying, darling?" "No, this is a laughing technique." "Breathe deeper." "People are dying less than 20 metres away." "Boys... with..." "Damn it..." "And you beg... help!" "Help me!" "I'm suffering so badly." "I'd rather crawl to China than let that happen." "Do you find laughing that hard?" "It's not hard at all." "Just let go." "I don't find it hard, Eva." "I just visualise my vagina." "And then I fill it with laughter bubbles." "Well, I don't have a vagina." "Visualise your willie." "Where are you going?" "To get Max for the laughter course." "Mrs Patty, telephone!" "Television people on the phone." "Grace!" "A laughter course." "Will they be telling jokes?" "It's not about jokes, it's about technique!" "Have a bit of faith in me, Max." "I'm becoming a bit of a spiritual authority." "Some people already think I'm a teacher." "I'm sure laughter's good for you." "How many people will there be?" "Ten." "Will there be women too?" "Yes." "And you don't have to take anything off?" "No, you don't have to do anything, Max." "But if you go, you go for real." "Open yourself." "You'll do it." "I'll see you in a bit." "Hey, Grace!" "Listen!" "Patty!" "Is something going on?" "I got work as a sports reporter." "At the football world championships in Mexico." "Congratulations!" "I hope your mother likes football." "Do we have the top for this?" "The top?" "Of the Bibi Lafayette bikini." "No, I gave it to Maria to make rags of." "Patty, I think that this part..." "if I get it..." "It might mean a big leap forward in my development." "There's something about this woman that's so... that affects me so much." "I connect to her." "I've made a connection too." "You could look after mummy for once." "Me?" "Me, look after your mother?" "I'm having a heart attack." "A needy senior citizen." "All yours." "You can use all your maternal instincts." "Don't joke about that." "Not about my maternal instincts." "Actresses can't have children." "That's a sacred law for me." "I made that sacrifice, but I can't handle joking about it." "That's not a sacrifice, that's a career." "Will you look after mummy well?" "Make sure she doesn't catch a cold." "I'm not doing it, you know." "Patty, did you hear me?" "Get an au pair or something." "Have a seat." "We're starting." "Patty, for the news?" "No, sports reporter." "An advertising spot?" "No, sports reporter." "See you in three weeks." "Did you see that?" "There goes your daughter." "She's got work again." "TV4..." "Well, come with me." "Are you going to be like that?" "Stay here then." "She advised me to take this course." "I hope it'll do me some good." "Good." "Wiebe?" "I'm Wiebe and I decided to stop working half a year ago." "Now I'm trying to be self-sufficient." "My biggest problem is that my wife has a hard time relaxing." "That I'm evolving very fast spiritually since I stopped working." "And that my neighbours have no clue what I'm doing." "And... was your name..." "Max?" "Can you tell us about yourself?" "I... don't really have a problem." "Wiebe's my neighbour." "But that's no problem for me." "I mean it's not a problem." "So you don't have a problem, Max?" "No... not really." "Not a big problem." "No." "I do want to have a child, but..." "You want a child?" "I would have liked that." "Thank you." "Let me in." "Let me in, dear." "Can you hear me, grandma?" "It's Grace." "Do you see this handle?" "Grab it." "Come off that toilet!" "This isn't fair, grandma." "I always have to look after others." "No one ever looks after me!" "Come out!" "First we'll relax our face muscles by pulling crazy faces." "Wies remembers." "There we go." "Very good, Wiebe." "Come on, Max." "Great, come on!" "And now, let's stretch our arms." "Have a good stretch." "Well done." "The second phase is about laughing." "Wait a moment." "Are you having a problem, Max?" "Visualise your problem." "Take some distance from it and try to laugh." "Good and now ha, ha, ha." "Ha, ha, ha." "And now go from ha, ha, ha to laughter." "The dying... in the street..." "you step over them!" "You think "I'll see it on the news tonight."" "You have no mercy." "You don't know what love is!" "Maybe this is a bit too much." "Skull shot to pieces..." "face half maimed  and begs "Help me!"" "My suffering's so big..." "Great, Max, bravo!" "Now we're going to the final phase:" "silence." "Close your eyes." "Let everything come the way it comes." "Accept it." "It's good." "Can I tell you something?" "Sure." "I was touched by everything you said." "I may have something for you." "Courses for men like you." "Men who also want to have a child." "Have a read." "But is this... is it... are you..." "a surrogate mother?" "I think you'd make a good father." "Do you think so." "Yes, you can call those phone numbers." "You can ask for lists of women." "You don't have to go with the first one." "Marie-Claire, how are you?" "How's Paris, dear?" "Which part are we talking about?" "Mimi?" "Mimi's mother?" "That's interesting too." "The thing is I can only act what I've experienced myself." "And I lack the experience for the part of a mother." "Mummy?" "Mummy?" "Why are you giving Grace such a hard time, darling?" "Don't look at me with such a sweet face." "You know exactly how to get to me." "You're such an actress!" "You think I'll sacrifice myself again." "But I have a very important audition." "If you weren't so confused, you'd wish me good luck." "Say it Good luck." "Good luck." "Good luck." "Thanks, darling." "While men are dying outside." "Boys still." "With skulls shot to pieces." "Looking at you with maimed faces and begging for help." "Help me." "I'm suffering so badly." "Sergeant O'Reilly." "Towards the audience." "Oh, yes." "Go back a bit." "Boys still, begging for their mother." "And that's me." "Me, Florence Nightingale." "I know enough, thank you." "Ok." "Thanks a lot." "Can you sign the paperwork downstairs?" "Ok, next!" "Good luck." "Keeley, that's the last one." "Go ahead." "You should be ashamed, General." "I couldn't live like that." "So cold!" "So self-absorbed!" "Did she leave you all alone?" "Just come with us." "A child needs its mother." "Not a bullet in its belly." "And if that great injustice occurs... accept it..." "soothe that pain..." "look after..." "You're doing well." "Go back to "And if that great injustice..."" "No, no." "Grace!" "Mother, forgive me." "I was blind." "I didn't see it." "Grandma!" "Darling, I'll dedicate myself to you." "Careful, Grace." "Come, come." "Let's go do something fun together." "Let's go do something really fun together." "We were on our way to our place." "We're going to celebrate Mother's Day." "Grace." "No, not now." "Right..." "Is anything wrong?" "No!" "Just tell me if there is." "No, you're just so..." "We don't know this side of you." "As if you all know me." "I have a very caring side." "What are you doing, Grace?" "We're getting some fresh air." "Grace!" "Grace she has to wear a cardigan." "DEAR MOTHER" "So I'll carry it and you'll get it." "I'll raise it." "Why?" "Why?" "Is that a strange question?" "You're rather confused lately, if not suicidal." "You go to some vague ovary course and now you want a child." "And I can't ask why?" "Why?" "Because it's my biggest wish to have a child." "If I were you, I'd reconsider." "It may be painful, but ask yourself the question." "Why do I want a child?" "What do I have to offer to a child?" "Am I prepared to dedicate myself entirely to a child?" "What do you have to offer to a child?" "Mainly love." "And friendship." "So for nine months..." "Max, come on." "I'm an actress." "Yes?" "Darling!" "Yes." "It's already on." "Let me see." "No, wait." "I see you." "Are you wearing my earrings?" "I wouldn't have combined them with the blue outfit." "Patty..." "Would I make a bad mother?" "No, would I make a bad mother?" "I guess so, never mind." "No, it's child abuse." "It's been on my mind an awful lot, lately." "I'm dreaming about it." "It's just as if I have gotten a bit closer to myself." "I'm discovering a whole new side of myself." "It's almost like a physical pain." "Wait a moment." "Your mother's coughing." "Let me look after your mother, darling." "Please let me work with that caring feeling I feel at the moment." "Before it's gone." "This was Patty Paltier from Mexico City." "I love you too, Bye, darling." "Come on, come on." "Come on, girl." "Lie on me." "Yuck." "Relax." "Go to sleep."