"Yeah but I can't get away right now." "I'm roasting hotdogs with the family you know?" "Of course I miss you!" "Can I call you later instead?" "Love you too." "Dad?" "Who are you talking to?" "Nine years later." "We are here today to say our farewell and goodbye to Eva, and return her to God's hands." "She has left us with grief and emptiness." "But also given us thankfulness and hope." "Through song and prayer, we find support for one another." "Let us pray." "Hey..." "I had to get some air." " Sandra..." " We're leaving now." "Are you coming with us?" "Yeah." "I'm not going back to school." "Are you sure that's a good idea?" " What?" " I mean you're already behind on your exams." "I just told you!" "I'm quitting." "Anyway I'm not going to college, so who cares?" "Sandra, I know things are tough right now, but that's no reason to quit school." "Mom said I could." " We agreed you would live at home until graduation." " No, that's what you said!" "Wait... come on." "Do we have to fight about this now?" "She can still hear us, you know." "Stefan, I think you've been too much of those ghost hunter shows on TV." " His name is Stiff, dad." " Yeah and I don't want to know why." "At least respect that he believes in something." "That's a hell of a lot more than you do." "What do you say we go?" "Grandma, you sang beautifully today." " Thank you, sweetheart." " What you're leaving already?" "Just come home later." "We need to talk about this." "Krister, you've got to give her some room." "I just think we should keep the family together now, that's all." "Vo, this is Sandra." "You know what to do." "Yo, this is Sandra." "You know what to do." "Sandra, it's dad." "Where are you?" "You should've been home by now." "Call me when you get this." "You think mom is a ghost now?" "You think she can be reached with like a Ouija board or something?" "Nah." "That stuff doesn't work." "But I think she's there for you if you need her." "What do you mean, if I need her?" "Well, spirits shouldn't really meddle in our dimension." "Why not?" "They are not human anymore." "I'm staying over." "Stop it." "I don't want to." "How will your dad react with you staying over?" "I could give a shit." "Welcome back to the show here at Storgatan in Östersund!" "Hey you're looking tired this morning!" "Yeah I'm not really awake ye!" "I was hardly awake driving here." "Take it easy In the traffic, we don't want any more crashes like the one last month." "Ride the bike to work instead!" "It's better for the environment." "About time you're home." "My condolences, Krister." "It's always difficult at times like these." "Sandra?" "Well?" "Aren't you going to say something?" " What?" " "What"?" "I've been home all night by myself!" " What do you mean, alone?" "You had Linnea." " Don't play dumb." "You know what I mean." "I think you should have come home after the funeral yesterday." "So?" "Well how do you think I feel?" "..which makes 24/60=0.4..." "..questions, anyone?" "I don't understand anything." "Okay." "Who was that?" "This is your last year in school." "Please don't blow it." "I don't want to get stuck with you yet another year." "You poor buffoons." "PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE." "You wanted to see me?" " Right." "I just wanted to say it's awful, what happened." " Yeah." "It sucks." "It's perfectly fine if you want to take some time off." "Yeah." "No, that's okay." " Are you sure?" " Yeah." "Sandra told me she'll be gone a while." "I think it'll do you good to get away." "She told you that, huh?" "Yeah well, we've talked about it, but I don't." " I think it's understandable at a time like this." " Yeah, sure." "Did you talk to the therapist I recommended?" "Yeah." "I feel like kind of a sissy about it, but I go." "Good." "There's nothing wrong with me." "Don't you worry." "I can't deal with this." "Of course not, I can understand that." "He ignores what me and mom talked about." "Then he gets pissed off and says I'm being inconsiderate!" "And I don't get why I have to babysit Linnea all the time." "I have things to do, too." "It's not my damn kid." "No." "And don't get me started on Stiff." "I think he's funny." "He claims he can see elfs." "He's not the only one, you know." "I don't know about Eva, but my mother often saw the little people." "And so have I." "Can we talk about something else?" "So has Krister started dating again yet?" "What?" "!" "I mean, it's been almost a month." "I can't believe you're joking about that now." "Everything okay?" "With you, I mean." "Yeah." "I've been meaning to call." "That's the way it goes, isn't it?" "I know I've been." "Don't." "Don't talk like that." "Yes." "I've missed you." "I don't know what to say." "Here we go, dig in." "Okay, so what do we call this?" " "Sandra's Pork Chops"." " What's that?" "They're just breaded with eggs and breadcrumbs and then fried, that's all." "Sandra liked them so much, I started calling them "Sandra's Pork Chops"." "Sandra." "Your mom and I've talked about me moving back home again." "He's going to cheat on you again." "Don't you get it?" "You've taken him back a hundred times!" "It's not the same this time." "He's a pathological liar!" "Don't you get there's something wrong in his head?" "Morning." "Did you sleep well?" "I need help with Linnea today." "So get a babysitter." "I don't have time for this." "I have to go to work." "I've got things to do as well." "It's your kid." "If you're not going to school you're going to have to help out around here." "I'm going to the unemployment office." "This is not a debate." "I can't bring her to work." "We need money for food, living, diapers, CDs." "Fine!" "I'll stay." "Yeah, and I want you to stay home tonight." "We need some family unity to get us out of this crisis." " Do you promise?" " I fucking said I'll stay!" "You don't seem to miss mom one bit." "So why do you think she said that?" "I don't know." "It's probably not easy for her either." "How do you mean?" "Well lately with Linnea." "Sandra doesn't want to babysit her little sister." "Can't you take care of her by yourself?" "Sure, and I do that." "But there are a lot of sleepless nights." "Yeah." "I've been waking up, unable to move." "Oh?" "So why do you suppose that happens?" "I don't know." "Blood pressure, perhaps?" "I found out recently it's pretty high." "I'm going to check it again." "That's good." "So you wake up and can't move." "That sounds like something we usually call Sleep Paralysis." "What's that?" "It's a common stress reaction after a traumatic experience." "You wake up before your body does." "You lie there, half dreaming, even though you're awake." "It also comes with the sensation that there is someone else in the room." "But it's not dangerous or anything?" "No, no." "But it's unhealthy to not take the nightmares seriously because of the stress reactions." "Honestly, I think you're carrying deep feelings of guilt for what happened to Eva." "I'm not guilty of anything." "I don't remember much." "We went out." "Sandra had been nagging us to let her babysit Linnea." "It was our first night away from her." "We were going to spend the night at a hotel." "Get some rest and relax." "We got out on the bridge, and she came from nowhere on the wrong side." "I didn't see her in time." "Afterwards, I just saw her jump from the railing." "Do you know who it was?" "Yeah." "The car was registered to her." "She must have had some kind of breakdown." "Brain melt or something." "Okay, here's what I'm writing." ""Krister and Eva Larsson were on the way with their daughters." "While on the bridge to Frösön they hit a car coming down the wrong side, driven by the perpetrator." "After the accident, the driver jumps off the bridge into Great Lake." "No previous contact between the perpetrator and the victim"." "So..." "Did you get any sleep last night?" "Hey why don't we do something later?" "Go out and grab a bite, see a movie, or something?" "Yeah!" "Why don't we do that?" "I'm going to see Stiff." "Sandra, you're way too young to have a boyfriend." "I'm eighteen years old!" "Not to me, you're not." "I saw Sandra in school today." "I don't think she's happy." "She's a teenager." "None of them are happy." "I think she needs a father." "I feel I've ruined her with neglect." "Don't be so hard on yourself." "Where have you been?" "Huh?" "What the hell are you doing in here?" "How can you do this to me?" "You promised me you would stay home tonight!" "I am fucking home!" "I was only but for a short while!" "What's this?" "Huh?" "What is this?" "Are you smoking pot?" "Is that why you're burning incense?" "Leave my stuff alone!" "This is my room!" "You don't come in here!" "Sandra, we've got to talk about this." "Get out of here before I throw you out the window!" "Come on, Sandra." "Out!" "Sandra." "Oh come on!" "I have to be allowed to speak my mind." "In that case I'll speak my mind too." "Sure, I just think it's important we stay together." "Especially with things being the way they are." "No you just want me to stay home because you're feeling guilty for fucking up my life." "Why do you think I moved back home?" "Well I hope it was for Mom's sake and not for mine!" "Settle down, the both of you!" "What about the neighbors!" "Exactly, think of the neighbors!" "You're pigheaded the both of you." "Krister, I'm taking Sandra and her things over to Stiffs." "It'll do the both of you good with some time apart." " Sandra, you could be a bit nicer to your dad." " That's right." "It's not good for Linnea to be around all this bickering." "She needs peace and quiet." "Yeah, you're right of course." "Of course I'll help babysit, and goes grocery shopping." "Thank you." "I know we don't always see eye to eye, but..." "Thank you." "It'll give me a chance to see my new granddaughter a bit more." "Yeah it's been a hard time lately, with work and all." "Watching a baby at the same time doesn't help." " Be a little nicer to Sandra." "She needs a good father." " I am a good father." "I've sacrificed everything to keep this family together." "Can I call you back?" "Hi there." "Wow, you look awful." "Are you okay?" "I'd like to call in sick, take some time off." "Get some rest." "Of course." "No problem." "Take Sandra and go away for a while." "Yeah." "If she wants to go with me." "I'm sure she would." "I don't know about that." "Peter, do you think I'm a good father?" "What do you think?" "I thought I was." "I'm not even sure I know what a good father is." " And you're feeling guilty about that." " Yeah, I do." " You feel bad about your relationship with Sandra." " Yeah." " Well, we can't have that." " So what do I do?" "Give yourself some time and let these things come to the surface so we can deal with them." "But it's not that easy!" "Does it have to be easy all the time?" "Maybe that's the point, that it's sometimes difficult?" "Would you mind if we talked a bit about." "The woman in green?" "Do you have anything new to tell?" "What does she look like?" "She's got a green jacket..." "Red hair..." "Pale." "But have you thought about who it might be?" "I told you, I wake up in my bed, and I can't move." "And she's... there." "OK so let's say since you're suffering from these sleeping disorders... ..let's say you have two realities." "One external, that everyone shares, and one internal." "The interior is something we construct within ourselves, what we call hallucinations." "You mean I'm making this up?" "We call them hallucinations." "When the interior world clashes with the exterior, it can lead to anxiety attacks like these." "They're not dangerous, Krister." "Not at all." "But they're not exactly pleasant, either." "Not really, no." "And these recurring nightmares you have, that's just your body's way of visualizing... ..what is real and what isn't." "But I've seen her!" "I've felt her!" "It doesn't have to be real just because you've seen her, or felt her." "So how the hell do I know what's real?" "Hey!" "Hi." "Is Sandra here?" "Sandra?" "Nope." "Not here." "Is that for me?" "Huh?" "Oh." "It's "Sandra's Pork Chops"." "Did we forget to bring them?" "What?" "No..." "Should I put them in the fridge?" "Yeah, come on in." "Wow, this place seems... really... cozy." "Yup." "It's starting to feel like home now." "Feng Shui." "That's my dream catcher." "Maybe something for you?" "Why's that?" "You look really tired." "Yeah, well, I haven't been sleeping much lately, but I'm told its just sleep paralysis or something." "It's a Mare." "Huh?" "There's a Mare on you." "A woman back from the dead to feed on your life essence." "Usually a redhead." "I don't really think you should worry too much about that." "Would you tell Sandra to call me so I can meet her downtown for a coffee?" "Hold on." "Take this." " For me?" " Yeah." "What's this?" "That'll help you drive off the Mare." "Read that book, too." "What's this?" "It's about Mares." "Swedish folklore." " Is this what you teach?" " Yeah that's right." "About Mares?" "I wrote down some notes." "Take a good look." "Embrace this, Krister." "Should you really eat one of those?" "Didn't you say you've got high blood pressure?" "Yeah, well, they're really good." "It's been rough lately, you have to allow yourself some treats." "I'm glad you came." "So we could talk." "Did you want to talk about something in particular?" "Yes." "I wanted to ask for..." "I'm sorry." "I was hoping we could bury the hatchet." "Sandra." "Sandra, I..." "I don't think I feel so well... ..in my mind." "It's hard sometimes to." "How do you think I feel?" "I don't know that." "No, you don't!" "Maybe I'll just have some." "Take the whole thing." "Something else too." "It's about the paperwork from when your mom... ..I need your signature." "There, and... there." "The house belongs to you and Linnea, but I was planning on staying there to raise your sister." "Sure." "I mean, I don't plan to meet a new woman, but if I did that... in the future... ..I get it." "You don't have to say anything." "That's not what I meant." "No, you meant mom hasn't been gone a month, and you're already looking for someone else." "I should have known." "Sandra, wait." "Please?" "Listen." "Sandra wait." "I don't mean now, I mean..." "like ten years from now." "What I'm saying is, since the house belongs to you and Linnea and if I meet a new woman in ten years... ..if I still live there with Linnea, I have rights." "I was living with your mother when she passed away." "Yeah?" "The law is on my side, that's all." "You done?" "Are you smoking?" "Smoking, drinking, screwing, doing drugs, file sharing... ..when did you start doing that?" "Years ago." "Does your mother know?" "Yeah she knew." "She didn't think we should tell you." "This is Mattsson from the Police Department." "I have some questions about the investigation of..." " ..this is a bad time." "Could I get back to you?" " Well..." "I would..." " .." "I've got a lot of other things going on right now." " Could we just... ..could we just take this at another time?" "I don't have time for this." "I don't have time!" "What the hell is this, bird seeds?" "Christ." "Can't I smoke in my room or something?" "Sandra, of course you can smoke." "I didn't want to fight today, you can." "You can smoke as much as you want." "Marianne, we need to talk." "Oh no." "No honeymoon talk." "I want to see that ring first." "No, I'm serious." "I'm staying with Eva." "This isn't working." "What are you talking about?" "We're having a baby, and I'm staying with Eva." "A baby?" "You can't take care of a bug!" "No, but Eva is a good mother, and I'm staying with her." "Dinner!" "Oh?" "You found stuff to make dinner from without shopping?" "It's like stir-fry or something." "I used dried fruit, nuts instant noodles, linseeds." "Linseeds?" "I needed those." "What, you were going to bake or something?" "No I wasn't "going to bake or something", It was just something your dad asked about." "What?" "They protect against nightmares." "Linseeds." "How do they do that?" "You make a line by the door and the Mare can't get into the room." "Are you serious?" "Yeah, I'm serious." "Stop hanging out with my dad." "And stop talking about dumb shit like Mares." "Who believes in Mares nowadays?" " Lots of people." " No, Stiff." "Not even kids believe in Mares nowadays." "You'd have to be someone's great grand mother on some mountaintop to believe in that bullshit." "It's not bullshit." " Well, how do you think I feel about it?" " What?" "That you're hanging out with my dad!" "You want me to stop hanging out with him?" "He's just using you." "He doesn't even like you." "You know that." "I think he's just tired all the time now." "He seems so sleepy nowadays." "I'll stop hanging out with him." "Okay?" "Yeah." "Sandra." "Do you have any problems falling asleep?" "Nope, no I fall asleep pretty easily." "I could fall asleep right now actually." "Do you wake up before you're completely rested?" "I'm sure that'll go away." "It's probably just stress or something." "I'm not usually affected by that, but." "I'll prescribe something for you to help you sleep." "Ouch." "Sounds serious." "You mentioned chest pains?" "Like a pressure?" " My arms go numb, but it wears off quickly." " Well, your blood pressure is pretty high." "I'd like to take some tests on you to see if you had a mild cardiac arrest." "If that's what it was, we'll take an EGK as well." "Okay." "But shouldn't you dress this wound?" "What, you mean this?" "I don't think we'll have to worry about that." "I didn't even see it." "We'll just have a look at that heart, and I'm sure you'll be fine... ..it might have been a troll actually." "It was like that, back in the days." "Some trolls looked just like people except they had tails." " So if you see someone with a tail..." " It might be a troll, yeah." "Absolutely." "What are you drinking, Stiff?" "Try it." "It's mead." "Watch it, that might contain urine." "Sure as shit don't look promising." "It doesn't exactly smell like flowers." "What did you say it was?" "Mead." "Try it!" "But that's the stuff they made during like, the Jesus age or something." "The middle ages, please." "Jesus age, middle age, whatever." "Stiff?" "We're talking!" "I need a smoke." "Do you have my smokes?" "Are you heading out with us later to the club?" "No, I'm not going out with you." "I heard about your mom." "Bet it feels pretty bad, huh?" "It wasn't your fault." "Stiff!" "Can we go home now?" "What are you doing?" "I told her I bought this second hand." "Take it easy, will ya?" "Shit." " You're heading out?" " You're coming with us, right?" "Everyone is going, aren't they?" "Well, you at least." "Yeah, and Sandra." "No I'm not going." " As long as he's going." " What's that?" "Because you don't want to." " Yeah I don't want to." " So there you have it!" "Maybe it's got to do with the company." "God you're pathetic!" "Fucking kiddy hipsters." " Look who's talking." " Come on!" "Of course we should go?" "But we were going to snuggle..." "We were going to watch movies and play games." "Maybe you'd rather hang out with her, huh?" " Of course you should come." " Yeah let's go with them!" "Sandra?" "Come on?" "No I don't want to!" "Go out, have fun." "Let's go dig up her mom." "What the hell." "What the hell are you doing here?" "Are you retarded?" "I'm sorry sweetie, I." "We're through!" "Don't you get that?" "Huh?" " Go away!" "I have a family here." "They might see us!" " You only care about yourself!" "What about me!" "Stop stalking me you moron, go away!" "Goddamn psycho..." " ..piss off!" " I know you want me!" "What an idiot." "You're not real." "Krister, I found her!" "Dad?" "What's going on?" "Dad?" "Linnea is dead." "I'm moving back home." "Are you sure that's necessary?" " Dad?" " I don't want you to." "Krister, really." "Wait a minute." "Krister, considering the circumstances, maybe it's a good idea if Sandra moves back home?" "Bullshit." "I don't want her there." "I don't want anyone there." "Sandra it's... it's not safe for you there." "You're in danger." " What are you talking about?" " What do you mean, Krister?" "It was her, Sven." "It's real." "She's the one that killed Linnea." "Nobody was there and killed Linnea." " But I saw her!" " But Krister... ..Linnea passed away last night from Sudden Infant Death Syndrome." "What kind of bullshit is that!" "I saw her!" "She was there!" "Who?" "Who is he talking about?" "Maybe you should take it from the top?" "Tell Birgitta and Sandra who you're talking about, what you told me." "Start at the beginning, maybe they understand better than I do." "I don't want to." "You do it." "I..." "I have to get some air." " Dad?" " Krister!" "Krister!" "Well... ..there he goes." "It hasn't been easy for him lately to say the least." "I'm not qualified to make this type of diagnosis... ..but I think he suffers from something more serious than I can help him with." "Lately, he's been telling me he can see and hear things that doesn't exist for the rest of us." "He can see and hear people, that we can't see." "People that come to him at night." "This is bad, and i think he needs to see a psychiatrist as soon as possible." "I know a few here in town who might be able to help him." "He's showing signs of possible paranoid schizophrenia." "It might not be that serious, but that's why I want him to be examined." "So we'll know." "Can I ask, is that why he seems so detached?" "I don't know." "I just know he carries an incredible amount of guilt." "It was a serious trauma, what happened to Eva and the car accident." "Now, after Linnea, where this will take him I can't even begin to speculate." "That's why it's so important you're behind me on helping him to a psychiatrist." "So that he can get properly examined." "He might need care." "Serious care." "Hello?" " Stefan, you have to help me now." " Hey what's up, Krister!" " Hey have you seen Sandra?" " Stefan, listen!" " Linnea died." " What?" "What are you talking about?" "I did what you told me with the Linseeds outside the bedroom door." "The Mare went in to Linnea instead." "I think you're supposed to put them by the front door, not the bedroom... ..listen god damn it!" "Sandra wants to move back home." "If she does, the Mare will go after her as well." "What can we do to stop this?" "Well... what do you think the Mare is after?" "Me." "I think she's after me." "Hold it." "We need to talk." "Sandra can't know." "Is there anything we can do to stop this?" "Like a ritual?" "Like you see in the movies?" " What, like an exorcism?" " Yeah but against Mares." "Well I suppose there's a bunch of stuff you could do but..." "Good." "You're going to help me get rid of Sandra, and we'll do this tonight." " Tonight?" "I mean, I don't know..." " Then tomorrow." "She killed my child!" "Sandra is all I have left." "Okay." "We'll take care of this." "Good." "Now go to the others so they don't suspect anything." "Go!" "What are you doing?" "Wha... no, nothing." "What's that?" "Huh?" "It's for the, um... ..bugs." "Did Stiff tell you to do this?" "Dad, have you been talking to Stiff again?" "We need help from someone who knows about all this." "Sandra... ..she'll get you." "The doctors are wrong." "It wasn't Sudden Infant Death Syndrome, it was." "Stop it, dad." "I need you here now." " Don't you get that?" " Oh sweetheart, don't worry." "I..." "I'm not going to let her get you." "You're having a psychotic episode!" "Don't you get that!" " A, uhm..." " You're sick, dad!" "What you're doing here is sick." "It is...?" "You have to come back to reality now." "I can't do this on my own!" "Go to bed." "I'll clean this up, and we'll talk tomorrow." "Do you remember what the doctors said?" "No more coffee or whiskey." "I'm sleeping in my room tonight, but I'll bring the baby monitor." "Just call out if you need to." "OK?" "Sandra, if something should happen to me, I'm leaving this for you." "I understand that what I've done recently might seem... completely crazy." "But if you, Sven and Birgitta are wrong, there might be something after me." "And maybe after you." "Sandra, you mean so incredibly much to me." "I am so sorry for everything I've done to you." ""SANDRA" through the years by being absent." ""EVA" It's all my fault." "I'm leaving the camera on tonight and there's a long tape in." "If I wake up and the Mare is there, we'll know she's real and I can show you." ""MY CHILD IS DEAD" If I'm wrong, we're fine and it's just me that's sick." ""IT'S ALMOST MIDSUMMER'S EVE" But if I'm right, we can do something about it." "If she comes for me tonight Birgitta will take care of you." "I know she will." ""MARIANNE" I'm sorry." "Why are you screaming?" "Goddamn it talk to me!" "There!" "There!" "Stop it!" "Something moved!" "Daddy, that's enough!" "Dad?" "Sandra?" "Sandra!" "I still don't like it." "You should come with us." "I have to take a nap." "They gave me such strong pills, it would put a bear to sleep." "Should you really be alone right now?" "Oh, yeah!" "Sure!" "You go." "Put some flowers from me too." "Get some cowslips, your mother loved those." "We'll be right back afterwards." "Hi!" "How are you feeling?" "Oh, you know, it's like Russia, can't really complain." "Ready to go?" "I'll stay here and sleep." "Feeling a bit tired." "We should get going." "Hey!" "Are they gone?" "It's a go." "How long do we have?" "Not all day." "So, how do we do this?" " I don't know." " What?" "I don't know, I've never done this." " You're kidding?" " No." "I don't know anyone else who's done this either." "But you think it'll work?" "You said the Mare stopped where you made the line of linseeds, right?" "Yeah, so?" "So we know the Mare can't get past linseeds." "There are a few different things we could do if I got this right." "Like what?" "According to old Swedish folklore, a Mare could be a woman who wants revenge for something." "It could be a woman who was unmarried, and it could also be a woman whose mother... ..was so afraid of birth pains that, she crawled three times through the birth membrane of a cow." "Give me a break, Stefan." "I don't know." "This is superstition." "Old Swedish folklore." "I don't know." "But you know this stuff, don't you?" "It's interesting to read about, sure." "But didn't you say you can see the little people?" "That's right." "I did." "Once, when I was a kid I saw an elf." "And you believe in this?" "Sure!" "Let's do this." "Have you taken your morning shower today?" "Ehm, no?" "Good." "Do this." "Take a towel and rub as much sweat as possible into it." "Well in that case we might as well take my sheets." "They're drenched." "We'll use those." "We'll hang them upon the wall by the bed." "What good will that do?" "A Mare doesn't like the smell of human sweat." "What are you doing?" "What's that?" "It's a Mare Cross." "What's it for?" "It protects against Mares." "It also works on Werewolves, in case this chick has a brother." "Does it have to be all over the wall?" "Yup." "That's the only way." "Now, I want you told this." "Hold this too." "And hold it like this." " Is it pot?" " Sage." "Okay, Krister." "I want you to repeat after me. "Mare, Mare, Memory Mare." "You shall not pass through here"." "Yes, Krister." "Come on. "Mare Mare Memory Mare, You Shall Not Pass Through Here"." ""Until You Count The Birds In The Woods, The Fish In The Lake, The King's Men, And The Words Of God"." "Are you with me?" ""Mare, Mare Memory Mare, You Shall Not Pass Through here"..." ""Until You Count The Birds In The Woods, The Fish In The Lake, The Kings Men, And The Words Of God"." "Go, Krister! "Mare, Mare, Memory Mare, You Shall Not Pass Through Here"..." ""Until You Count The Birds In The Woods, The Fish In The Lake, The King's Men, And The Words Of God"." ""Mare Mare Memory Mare, You Shall Not Pass Through Here." ""Until You Count The Birds In The Woods, The Fish In The Lake, The King's Men, And The Words Of God"." ""Mare Mare Memory Mare, You Shall Not Pass Through Here." ""Until You Count The Birds In The Woods, The Fish In The Lake, The King's Men, And The Words Of God!"" ""Mare!" "Mare!" "Memory Mare!" "You Shall Not Pass Through Here!"" ""Until You Count The Birds In The Woods!" "The Fish In The Lake!" "The King's Men!" "And The Words Of God!"" ""Mare!" "Mare!" "Memory Mare!" "You Shall Not Pass Through Here!"" "Until you... count..." "..Sandra?" "Sandra, I was thinking." " Stefan, I am so sick of being the grown up one!" " Okay?" "Enough!" "Clean yourself up!" "Get a job!" "You're 26 years old!" "Okay." "Act your own age!" "It's mumbo jumbo!" "You ride around on that stupid moped, and hang out with high schoolers." " Talking about ghosts?" "Mares?" " Yeah?" " Sandra, I thought this weekend, we could..." " Don't you get it, Stefan?" "It's over!" "Go away!" "So will you be okay?" "Well what else can happen?" " Call if you..." " Piss off." "Go home, Stiff." "Hey." "I'm sorry." "Won't you come out and sit with me for a while, and talk?" "Yeah, okay." " Do you have a cigarette?" " But you don't smoke?" "No." "But I've been meaning to start... again." "You want a scotch as well?" "It's a good smoky one." "I know you're not supposed to let minors drink, but that's so damn trivial right now." "Here's to that." "Sandra!" "What are you doing!" "You have to feel the flavor, that's where the money goes!" "I'll have another." "To feel the flavor." "Should you be drinking whiskey with those pills?" "No." "I'm sorry for what happened today." "It was." " It was stupid in every single way imaginable." " Yeah it was." "I understand that..." "I have a problem." "That the way I experience things... ..isn't necessarily how they are." "Sounds good." "I'll be better too." "Try to listen more... ..and cut you some slack." "You're all I have." "We could be a happy family again, you and me." "Birgitta and Stiff too, of course." " I dumped Stiff." " Oh?" "Yeah that's probably just as well." "You'll find someone new, maybe someone your own age." "Your counselor Sven seems nice." " Dad, are you okay?" " What, are you trying to kill me?" "I miss mom." "Every time something happens that she and I talked about, I think." "I'm going to call mom and tell her that." "Then I remember... ..I can't do that anymore." "It never goes away either." "I still remember when my mother died." "Sometimes I understand Stiff believing in ghosts." "I'd like to do that too sometimes." "But I believe in what I can see, hear and touch." "I believe in what I can see, hear and touch too." "Except the ghosts, of course." "It's so quiet here without Linnea." "Sandra..." " ..if anything should happen to me." " Dad... ..if anything should happen to me..." "I've talked to Birgitta." "She'll look after you." "Don't say that." "Hey up there." "Hey down there." "How are you holding up?" "I don't know." "It's been kind of a fucking hell lately." "Sorry to hear that." "Will you be okay?" "I don't know." "I'm going to a couple of friends now but." "if you want hook up later, let me know." "Maybe." "Take care, Sandra." "Well." "Eva." "We moved here, full of hopes and expectations." "We were going to spend Christmas with your parents, shop kids clothes at the local second hand shop... ..well... what's there to say?" "Twenty years later, and it's all gone." "Nothing left but a bunch of new roundabouts." "Yes I've packed everything." "You can trust me." "Let go of the bag." " Are you sure you'll be fine?" " Mom, I know how to take care of her." " Maybe we shouldn't do this?" " Mom go." "Have fun." " You'll call us if you need anything?" " I'll call." "Bye!" "What did you do?" "Huh?" "What the hell did you do!"