"It's always been just Mother and I." "Father lies under a stone at Vestre Cemetery." "And I had Mother's parents until they moved south." "We often visited them in Sandefjord summer and winter, spring and autumn." "Not very exciting, some would say, but actually it was." "Mother, we're approaching Drammen." "Yes, indeed we are, Elling." "Is it true that the people in Drammen are really from outer space?" "Yes, that's absolutely true." "The inhabitants of Drammen hail from the planet Drammentorius 41 seven billion light years from Earth." "They were banished to Drammen because of their wicked deeds." "They are not human." "–But how come they look like us?" "They pull human skin and hair over their horrible, reddish-purple bodies that are full of holes and yellow boils." "Amazingly, her stories never really managed to scare me." "Mother told me that the people of Drammen kept to themselves and if they spoke to you, you should just play along." "It's not dangerous." "I'll protect you, you know that." "Always?" "Yes, always." "How long is "always"?" "I wonder what Father's last thought was." "That he would always be with us?" "I doubt it." "He was probably thinking about his lunch box." "Those people down there are bringing in more alligators." "Mr. and Mrs. Pedersen have received a new shipment." "That's the fourth time this week!" "Oh, Elling." "You were supposed to wake me up an hour ago." "We have to hurry." "I have a doctor's appointment." "The library has sent you a reminder." "Come on now." "You have to return the books you borrow yourself." "That's our deal." "Be a good boy now." "They feed the alligators in the tub, and kill them when they're adult." "It's just a young couple moving in." "Soon they'll divorce and move out." "Mr. Pedersen kills them, Mrs. Pedersen skins them." "To make bags, wallets, and belts, you mean?" "Exactly." "You know they're called Pedersen?" "It's a known fact that alligator breeders are always called Pedersen." "You can't see the doctor with me." "I'll stay in the waiting room, then." "Go and return the books now, while I go to the pharmacy." "But I went with you to the doctor!" "You have to become more independent." "Learn to take care of yourself." "Are you planning on leaving me?" "I guess that day will come." "With some secret lover, I suppose?" "You have to meet other people." "But I do!" "What about the lady at the library, and the cashier at the supermarket?" "You have to stand on your own two feet." "I am standing on my own two feet!" "Then show me that you can walk, too!" "Meet other people?" "Stand on my own two feet?" "What kind of ideas has that doctor put into her head...about me?" "Do we get Grandma's creamed peas?" "Coming up." "I was thinking we should go out and see the world." "I've reserved two tickets to Palma in Majorca." "I do so want to see Palma while there's still time." "I would dearly appreciate taking part in decisions of this kind." "Especially seeing that they affect my everyday routine." "It was meant as a surprise." "–A good deed doesn't mean..." "...that it leads to anything good." "–I think it will." "Well, I don't." "You should have consulted me first." "You would only have said no." "Yes, exactly." "Mother?" "Mother!" "Mother?" "Didn't you hear the phone ring?" "The sun and the heat makes an old person complete." "I can see why a gouty asthmatic can feel the pull of the South, but..." "And those with angina..." "Everyone has angina at your age." "Me, I'm healthy as a horse, so don't give me that." "It would be nice to see the place where Grandma and Grandpa stayed when they traveled South." "We are not the kind who travel anywhere, Mother." "The women in Majorca are allegedly known for their beauty and sensuality." "Chaste, but hot." "Snap your fingers, and they bring you fruit and wine." "With wide smiles and swaying hips." "They're naked, generally." "Mother..." "Fine, we'll stay here." "I know you." "–What kind of expression is that?" "What do you know about my well-meaning intentions?" "I know you?" "If that's what you want, Mother, we'll go to Majorca." "Oh, Elling!" "–But let me say this, Mother..." "I'm not doing it because I enjoy it." "It's just that a woman your age needs a strong man by her side." "In spite of myself, I've noticed that I'm actually quite elated." "I'm not saying I want to go, but I might have been slightly disappointed had the trip been cancelled for some reason." "Yes." "Did you pack your swimming trunks?" "–I will not go into the same water as a battalion of unwashed men and menstruating women." "Why are you bringing those?" "To read them under a palm tree." "I've saved the past week's copies of the morning paper." "That sounds nice." "Maybe I should pack some fuses." "Grandpa used to say you can blow a fuse down there just by farting." "No, we're staying at a hotel." "There's got to be a limit somewhere." "I did pay full price for travel and accommodation." "And what's happened here?" "Don't ask me." "I've told you not to take them out." "Maybe he's sleeping..." "It's dead." "So this is where we say goodbye to yet another fish" "It's sad to see you had to die Make one final wish" "Elling!" "Time to getup." "It's almost quarter past five." "Elling!" "Getup, Elling!" "Elling, we're going on a trip!" "Do you realize that the next time I'll shave" "I'll be standing in a hotel room in some foreign country?" "I wonder what the quality of their toilet paper is like." "Rest assured, they have toilet paper down there." "Did you cut yourself?" "It's not bad, is it?" "Relax, Mother." "I am not going to stay at home just because I cut myself shaving." "Let me." "A woman your age..." "Thank you, my dear Elling." "How am I supposed to know that this bag will reach its destination and not some stupid airport in southern North Korea?" "My passport." "I need it to prove that I am me and not some random person." "It was only for practical reasons..." "...that I let you hold on to it." "I understand that, Elling." "Mother and I are going abroad." "I see." "To Palma." "In Majorca." "We will only be gone a week." "Your boarding card." "I need to see your boarding card." "I will thank you not to use that tone." "I have them here." "Move along." "What's that supposed to mean?" "You don't just "move" along!" "You can walk, amble, stroll but you don't just move!" "Mother, you never said anything about these cards." "I'm getting to the bottom of this." "I was about to be sent away." "You're exaggerating." "No, it's no exaggeration!" "I stood there without the requisite documents." "That's what happened!" "Your boarding cards, please." "Exactly." "Have a nice trip." "Why, thank you." "This is a hamburger sandwich with a capital H." "They're almost as good as mine." "Yes, but yours are tastier." "Is this seat taken?" "No, be my guest." "My name's Bugge-Hovik." "Ernst Bugge-Hovik." "Pleased to meet you." "I'm Kari, and this is my son, Elling." "Nice to meet you." "It's strange how quickly a pleasant atmosphere can become unpleasant." "Next stop Palma?" "Yes." "I think we're in the same group." "Oh, I see..." "My wife's passed away." "It's been four years now." "I pottered about a bit for a while." "Then I said: "That's it." "Go out and find some nice people to talk to!"" "But you need to take the initiative." "That's so true." "I've been a widow for many years." "He died in a blasting accident four weeks before Elling was born." "Explosives are tricky and dangerous." "I was a military officer." "Maybe that's why I'm a bit blunt and straightforward." "An occupational hazard." "I'm a retired colonel." "The engineers.-What about you, Elling?" "Where did you serve?" "It was like being slapped with a rifle butt." "For years I'd dreamt about healthy military life" "With its room mates, long johns and rough drills." "A dream that they crushed without so much as an explanation." "After two days of basic training they sent me home." "The Norwegian army couldn't care less about my contributions." "Elling dearest..." "How was he supposed to know what happened?" "What are you doing in the men's room, Mother?" "Get out!" "The plane's leaving soon." "Good." "Dear Elling..." "Please?" "No!" "I don't know how I'll manage, but I'm leaving without you." "They're on their way." "There they are!" "All clear." "He drooled into his glass." "What do you mean?" "Corporal Bugge-Hovik was drooling." "That's very odd..." "You're still bleeding." "What are you doing?" "That's disgusting." "Stop it!" "Hi." "I won't tolerate this, damn it." "I want a full refund." "Calm down, Georg." "They've checked the plane." "It won't fall to the ground." "Go find your seat." "You're bleeding like crazy." "Hey, buddy." "Do you mind switching seats?" "I want to sit next to my wife." "I'm afraid that's not possible." "I'm a bit frail, so Elling must stay here and look after me." "Go back to your seat, Georg." "Everything will be okay." "You're not frail, Mother." "Are you?" "No, of course not." "As long as I take my pills, I'll be fine." "–But you do!" "Yes, I do." "I'm more worried about your razor cut." "Place your seats in the fully upright position, and fasten your seat belts." "Please read the safety instructions and pay attention to the following..." "There's a life-jacket under each seat." "Pull it over your head, and secure..." "Why are all airline employees so beautiful and groomed?" "And so friendly?" "You don't get that kind of service on the Oslo underground." "If the plane falls down, a life jacket won't do us much good." "Who wants to survive an plane crash?" "With a broken spine and a punctured lung, stuck between a corpse and part of the right wing, and your hands full of intestines?" "This is totally unbelievable" "Here comes Elling, at hundreds of miles an hour!" "I've never seen anything like it!" "This is wonderful." "You can let go of my hand now." "You actually hurt me a little bit." "Are they laughing?" "No, sweetie." "Nobody here is laughing at you." "Why should they be?" "I was screaming." "Screaming?" "I didn't hear anything." "Didn't you hear me scream?" "No, I haven't heard any screams." "Sometimes I begin to doubt my very own existence." "Here I am, screaming my lungs out, and nobody hears it?" "Okay lady." "Would you like to borrow this?" "You've injured yourself." "He cut himself shaving this morning." "It's just a minor cut." "Come with me." "She wants me for herself in the little room she has up front." "Imagine holding something like that in your hands in front of the fireplace on Christmas Eve, when the gifts have been unwrapped and Mother has gone to bed." "Does it burn?" "No, it's all right." "There." "And we'll do like this..." "These styptic sticks really are quite effective." "You can keep it, in case it should happen again." "Thank you so much." "Is it relief over the fact that they're still alive that triggers this reaction?" "I have the pleasure of welcoming you to Palma, Majorca." "My name's Grete Iversen, "Palma Grete", and I'll be your guide." "I hope you have a pleasant stay, and I thank you for your time." "Here you go." "Welcome." "Thanks." "She smelt of after-shave." "Old Spice." "Beautiful." "It's almost like on TV." "Staying here might actually be nice." "Yes, don't you think?" "Well..." "Listen up, everyone!" "I will now give each and every one of you a key to your room." "And we'll meet again for a short briefing in the dining-hall at 5." "If you have any other questions, just call 277." "That's my room." "But please, only if it's really important." "Knock it off, Georg." "Here you go." "Thanks." "My hearing is excellent." "Top notch, my school doctor used to say." "Okay..." "Is something the matter?" "A minute ago, you, Grete Iversen, said that everyone would get a key." "Yes, that's right." "I have the key, Elling." "Haven't Mother and I paid as much for this trip as everybody else?" "Is our money worth less than corporal Bugge-Hovik's money?" "Of course not, but..." "Then give me a key, too!" "Normally, I'm Mr. Easygoing himself, but I will not be trampled on by some perverted tour leader who has sex with every fourth Spanish waiter in this town!" "I'm dying of shame..." "Be quiet!" "If it were up to you, we wouldn't be getting a key." "I'll go over and apologize." "No, you won't!" "It was all my fault. "A key to each and every one" means just that." "Here." "Hello." "I also want to apologize." "I hope you'll be pleased with your key." "This is Juan." "If you have any questions, just ask him." "He speaks Swedish." "Thanks, but my hearing is perfect," "Thank you very much." "You forgot to ask which floor." "It's the 4th floor, naturally." "What's so natural about that?" "If the number begins with 4, it means the room is on the 4th floor." "Suddenly you're a hotel expert, are you?" "You haven't spent a night in a hotel in over 40 years." "Push the button." "Press 4." "Do it yourself!" "." "How do you know so much?" "Oh, Elling..." "I just do!" "Don't be difficult." "Is this supposed to be a key?" "I know what a key looks like!" "Well, I'll be..." "That was fast." "A real Sputnik." "This is it." "Open the door- you have your own key now." "This is really nice." "The toilet paper is excellent." "Oh, dear..." "I believe that someone got our booking all wrong." "All wrong...?" "This is sabotage." "When you book a double room with two single beds..." "...you don't get it wrong." "Take deep breaths." "Not even a stupid Spaniard would get that wrong!" "A single bed is a single bed- a double bed is not!" "There are loads of other rooms." "We'll sort it out." "It seems as if the hotel management find it most natural for a 40-year-old son to share a bed with his own Mother!" "This is...unbelievable!" "Pull yourself together." "Me?" "What about you?" "You seem to find it acceptable to share a bed with your own son." "Is this a conspiracy?" "Did you arrange this trip so that you could lure your son into a grotesque sex trap?" "What on earth are you saying?" "Oh, I'll tell you, Mother." "I read a book by Knut Faldbakken about a young student and his mother." "An excellent book, I thought to myself." "Until the author rolled out the most despicable ending I've ever read!" "You probably won't believe me, but those two had sexual intercourse in the final chapter." "On the double bed!" "Well, I never!" "Don't cry, Mother." "I can't take it anymore." "Mother, deep down inside I don't think that you're like that." "And that's why you have to realize that this is a very awkward situation." "Yes, I agree, my son." "We should have stayed at home." "I only wanted for you to come out and meet people." "Now you give Grete Iversen a call, so that we can fix this." "Dial the emergency number. 277." "No!" "Mother, please." "No, I'll tell her at the meeting at 5." "So you're just going to put it all off?" "No, only until 5 o'clock." "Fine, I'll do it myself." "If this is not an emergency, I don't know what is." "No answer." "I'm dialing the emergency number, and she refuses to pick up." "Well, I never..." "Here's the view of the Mediterranean you've been going on about..." "Elling!" "You have to control yourself!" "." "There..." "Just lie still." "I had a word with Grete Iversen." "We'll get two single beds tomorrow." "We're stuck with the view but that doesn't mean we have to be cooped up in here all day, does it?" "If I know you right, you accepted Grete's first offer." "Will you come to the meeting, or would you like to rest some more?" "Is it already time?" "It's 4.45 pm." "It won't take that long." "I'll stay here." "I'll have a shower." "Then I'll put on my pale blue pants and my sandals." "That sounds nice." "We can go out for a bite afterwards." "Is that okay?" "Yes." "I'm so sorry, Mother." "–About what?" "For laughing at your dreams- your shattered dreams, I mean." "It was like suddenly having to go to the toilet." "It just flowed out of me." "I know, sweetie." "Let's put it all behind us." "Why, Elling..." "Are you down here?" "Yes, why shouldn't I be?" "How did the meeting go?" "They have trips to the place Grandma always talked about-Valldemossa." "I've always wanted to see it." "Can we, Elling?" "Why should we leave Palma when we've just arrived here?" "The trip's only four hours, and lunch is included in the price." "Look at that view." "Excuse me..." "Forgive me if I said anything wrong at the airport." "Are you also planning a trip to Valldemossa?" "It's a beautiful place." "I've been there many times." "No, we're not planning anything." "Yes we are, Elling." "There's a very nice place just outside." "May I buy you a drink?" "No, we don't drink drinks." "–I think they have soda pop, too." "No, they don't." "Not in Spain." "Thank you." "It would've been nice but we're a bit tired after the flight." "We'd better get some rest." "Maybe we could go out and grab a bite or something?" "Yes, why not?" "Have a very pleasant evening." "Do you know the words "no thanks"?" "He's by himself, Elling." "He's probably feeling lonely." "What did "or something" mean?" "I don't know what you mean." "Let's go up to our room, and then we'll find a place to eat." "Just the two of us." "There's something I want to show you." "Even the most imaginative liar would have trouble calling this beautiful." "No, I think you're right." "This is it, Elling." "The tenth floor." "Grandma's and Grandpa's own secret holiday paradise." "Is this where they spent the winter months in their twilight years?" "So much for my illusions of white washed walls and red roses." "It's strange to think about." "Yes." "Do you think we'll find a cozier place than this for our dinner?" "That shouldn't be too difficult." "Magazines warn tourists about places like these." "This is very picturesque." "Picturesque?" "What would I do if a band of swarthy gangsters beat you unconscious, cut off your finger to get at the wedding band and leave you there, bleeding and crying?" "There's nothing but Swedes here." "I rest my case." "Elling, I give up." "You choose." "This menu's in English, German, French, and Swedish, actually." "Why not Norwegian, too, the international oil language?" "Pollo means chicken." "I do believe you've got yourself an admirer, Mother." "Cheers, my son." "I think this is sherry." "We've always been very moderate with alcohol, Mother but we're not teetotalers either." "Cheers!" "Nice." "Sweet and nice." "–It tastes like summer." "No thanks." "Take it easy, will you." "I'm not carrying you back to the hotel." "This must be some kind of local hash, I think." "Prime Minister Gerhardsen would call this gluttony." "Right, Mother?" "Einar Gerhardsen's dead." "God, this is exotic." "Here we are, strolling along a Mediterranean beach..." "You're so beautiful, Mother." "Oh, Elling..." "Yes, you are." "No, I'm not." "I don't think you should sleep out on the balcony." "But I do." "I've been a good boy all evening but this is where I have to draw the line." "Under no circumstances will I share a bed with you." "Good night." "What made me laugh so hard?" "Sure, the view is disappointing but this alley is probably closer to Spanish reality." "Authentic, in a way." "You're one fine woman." "What's your name?" "I think I'm having my leg pulled." "I think we'll call you Erna." "It's so unfair." "I bet those sacks were filled with goodies." "Well, well, Erna." "No!" "Give me that bottle, I said." "Hey, you stupid cat!" "Have a piece of this!" "Georg, don't do it!" "I'll file for divorce!" "Hey!" "Don't move!" "No!" "Did you hit it?" "No, goddamn it." "It got away." "For fuck's sake, Mag." "Come here, Mag." "The bleeder is sleeping on the balcony." "He's rigged a bed out here." "I told you he was a nut case." "The guy with his finger on his chin." "Hey, buddy." "You're not asleep." "Have you been kicked out?" "We caught him in the act." "He's jerking off." "Show him your tits, and he'll be done in no time!" "Hi... were you asleep?" "Just ignore Georg- he's drunk." "Knock it off, damn it!" "Go inside." "Have you had a nice evening?" "Your first time in Palma?" "Yes." "It's actually quite nice out here, what with all the stars..." "The Big Dipper..." "What the hell, Mag..." "I'm coming, Georg." "What might this have led to if Georg hadn't been stumbling around like a wounded hippo?" "That breakfast was a mockery of everything I know about nutrition." "It must be possible to find something better." "Let's ask Juan for directions to the beach." "Juan?" "He's very kind and helpful." "I'm not going to the beach, and that's that." "How do I get to the beach?" "There's Margareta..." "Or Little Mag." "She had great expectations, until a certain Georg appeared on the scene." "An insatiable sex animal..." "Where the hell are my sunglasses?" "...who insisted she stick one of her dainty hands down his pants." "Where you put them- on top of your big, fat head." "She wants out, but he refuses to let her go." "Does she need my help?" "Elling!" "We're going to the beach!" "But I thought you said..." "Did you get a taste of the party scene last night?" "Any plans for today?" "Yes, Elling wants to go to the beach." "I was planning on going there myself." "No, we have an appointment." "We do?" "Yes, it's urgent." "Who are we meeting?" "Just an acquaintance I have made." "When did you do that?" "None of your business, Mother." "Why are you angry with me?" "Because I talked to Bugge-Hovik?" "I don't understand what you see in that corporal, but it's your life." "We have to go in the water." "You know I don't bathe in the sea." "Bathing is for bathtubs- by yourself." "I have rented three beach chairs." "Care to join me?" "No, I'm going for a swim." "Why are men so simple?" "Man's uncontrolled erection has governed the world ever since Adam." "Is something the matter?" "Of course not!" "I'm just relaxing." "Swim along now." "Are you just going to stand there?" "Swim along now, I said!" "What is that old warrior thinking?" "That he can screw around" "With my Mother right in front of my eyes?" "I'm caught in a biological trap." "Not even water can help me." "So, you went for a swim after all?" "Yes, it felt nice." "Ernst rented these chairs." "Oh, so it's "Ernst" now, is it?" "We have no hidden agenda, and we've never met before." "Ernst Bugge-Hovikis a kind man longing for some company." "We both know what he's after." "–Cut it out now, Elling." "You said it was my life!" "So it's my fault now if that horny cockroach tries to force his way in?" "You are encouraging him." "He can't contain himself." "Thank your lucky star that I'm here to protect you." "Beds." "We change beds." "Okay?" "It's about time." "This is impossible without the picture on the box." "Why is it so difficult to please one's mother?" "You're often unreasonable, Mother." "Hi!" "Oh, hello." "I'm sorry about last night." "I hope we didn't keep you up." "It's all right." "We're both sound sleepers." "Especially Mother." "Sometimes she doesn't wake up until I pinch her nostrils shut." "I saw you at the beach today." "Really?" "It's too crowded, in my opinion." "Mine, too." "Georg stayed on for a while." "He's sleeping like a log." "He won't wake up for a while." "Here, kitty." "Come here." "Kitty!" "Do you have a cat?" "Our co-op doesn't allow them." "Georg won't let me." "My grandparents in Sandefjord had rabbits that they let me play with." "I have some left-over chicken." "Should we give it to the cat?" "I'll bring it down to her." "You are so kind." "But I already knew that." "You really look after your mom." "I think that's great." "She's not ill, is she?" "Mother?" "No." "She only has a little angina." "So did my mother." "She died of it." "She did?" "Yes, unfortunately." "Mother's just sleeping." "Can I tempt you with something?" "I have some cold white wine." "I've cut down on my wine drinking these past few years..." "That's all right." "I have beer and coke, if you prefer that." "Are you coming back up, then?" "My God!" "Is it about to happen?" "Will I finally have my own sex life?" "But she's married, and I'm not one to take advantage of every situation." "But Georg isn't exactly the type worthy of too much consideration." "And next door to my own mother?" "Well, well..." "What are you staring at?" "Mag!" "Open up!" "Where were you?" "I might ask you the same question." "You weren't there when I got back." "You weren't there when I woke up." "And the first thing you do is throw yourself fat Bugge-Hovik?" "No, he only invited me on the outing to Valldemossa." "I so want to go to Valldemossa, Elling." "There, there..." "I wouldn't dream of leaving without you." "Any mother would yield to her son when he's in this condition..." "We came here to enjoy ourselves." "Enjoy ourselves?" "What could possibly be more enjoyable than staying at home?" "There's lots to do here, too." "No, there isn't." "This jigsaw is impossible." "There are too many blue pieces." "Yeah, yeah." "Let's go out to dinner." "A little food will do you good." "Just the two of us?" "–Just the two of us." "What are we doing here?" "This will do fine." "Hello, loves." "Come with me, please." "Coffee, please." ""Coffee please?" I'll see what I have." "Here come the reinforcements." "Allow me." "Cheers." "Are you also going to Valldemossa?" "I'm not quite sure." "There are many quaint houses there." "Is this your first time here?" "No, this is our fifth year in a row." "We're thinking of buying a house." "I'm tired of living in a country where the Social Democrats..." "...strangle all initiative." "Hold your horses!" "Don't forget that it was the Social Democrats who put a stop to Franco." "They cleaned up this country." "You're right." "Besides, it's a lie that Southern Europe is the epitome of happiness!" "When will travel companies tell us the truth?" "When will they show us pictures of drunken Norwegians?" "Abused women and lonely elderly people stowed away in gigantic concrete buildings leading a pointless existence?" "Encouraged by nothing but cheap alcohol." "Everyone's here on "holiday"." "Holiday equals drunken revelry in hotel rooms and uninhibited sex in gigantic double beds with attractive widows from Oslo." "Elling!" "–I think we've heard quite enough." "Did they take anything?" "No." "Let's go back to the others." "No." "We'll just tell them you were lost." "I remember the first time I was accosted by a hooker." "It was in London." "I was so scared I almost wet myself." "There's something I want to tell you..." "Well, sit down!" "You were quite right about Franco and the lonely elderly people." "But if you think that all I want is, and I'm quoting you, to have sex with lonely widows in double beds, then you're fucking mistaken." "Your mother is a very nice lady." "I can see that you care for her." "But..." "I was married for 40 years." "I've been a widower for four years." "During these four years I have had to learn how to live- all over again." "And what I've learned is that you need good people around you." "People who care about you." "People that you care about." "Your mother has you, which is great, but she also needs others." "And so do you." "Hi!" "That's all I wanted to say." "Here you are." "Yes, I'm going back to the hotel." "–But we haven't eaten yet." "A nice, rare steak would do the trick." "Right, Elling?" "I'm not hungry." "Well, I am." "Good." "That's the spirit." "Thanks." "Hola." "Hi." "Pollo?" "Si, pollo." "Pollo, yes." "Only pollo." "Vale." "Erna?" "Erna?" "Erna?" "Come to Elling." "Come on." "You've also had problems with the human race, I gather." "Yeah, come on." "You're so pretty." "Was it that good?" "I'd love to take you with me, Erna, but I can't." "My co-op doesn't allow it." "You know what, Erna?" "Ever since I was born" "I've wanted someone like you." "Hi, Elling!" "I'll sit here with you for a while." "I lost Georg at some bar down the street." "He becomes a total jerk when he drinks." "But you know all about that." "I wish that Georg was more like you." "At least sometimes." "When I see how you look after your mother..." "I think that is so great." "How's she doing, by the way?" "Is she sleeping?" "Yes." "I know what it's like." "My mother was ill for a longtime." "Mother is not ill." "Life is not worth living if you don't have love." "Don't you agree?" "Mag!" "Where are you?" "!" "Hello!" "Hi." "There you are, at last." "You're the last one." "Welcome to our trip." "But I didn't sign up for Valldemossa." "No, but I did, Mother." "Isn't that what you wanted?" "To enjoy the view and the flowers, and the picturesque houses that you've always dreamt of?" "I'm more independent now." "Get used to it." "But what about you?" " Is there room for Elling?" "Yes, there is." "Oh, I don't know..." "I was going to read the papers." "Silly." "Come with me to Valldemossa." "Make your old mother happy." "It's that easy to please Mother." "Maybe I should do it more often..." "Look." "I think that's an old monastery." "Perhaps." "I'm not sure." "It's been so long." "You know so much." "All I know is that I don't know much." "Isn't that what they say?" "Maybe it is..." "Now you can see why George Sand and Chopin settled down here during their torrid love affair." "What was it like when my parents first met?" "Did Father say he wanted a son?" "A strong little fellow named Elling?" "I doubt it." "You're coming to the party, right?" "Yes, Mother." "Wear that new tie of yours." "Yes." "I think coming to Palma has done us both a lot of good." "Hi, and welcome." "You look lovely." "Tonight will be a great night." "There will be dancing." "May I...?" "Erna?" "Erna?" "Are you there?" "Hello?" "Señor Elling!" "Are you there, señor Elling?" "Está aquí!" "Señor Elling..." "I'm so terribly sorry." "Elling, all of a sudden she collapsed." "She was going to get her key." "She was happy, Elling." "She had had such a wonderful day." "Elling, I'm so terribly sorry." "Here I am, Mother." "Your Elling is here." "Mother is dead, but I'm not mourning." "Bugge-Hovik says it's nothing to be ashamed of." "The mourning comes later." "Translation:" "Kristofer Fredriksson Broadcast Text Stockholm, 2003"