Hide your heart from sight Lock your dreams at night It could happen to you
Don't count stars or you might stumble
Someone drops a sigh and down you tumble
Keep an eye on spring
Run when church bells ring It could happen to you
All I did was wonder how your arms would be and it happened to me
Keep an eye on spring Rn when churchbells ring It could happen to you
All I did was wonder how your arms would be
And then it happened to me
Monica... Leonard Feather. Nice to meet you. I heard you sing.
-Oh, I hope you weren't disappointed. -Do I look like a disappointed man to you?
No.
-Come to New York and sing. -New York?
You've got the voice, you've got the looks. I think you could make it huge in the US.
-Just tell me when, I come. -Okay well how about Christmas? There's an opening at Christmas and New Year's at Swing 46
-Oh, I can't go over Christmas. I can't. -Why not?
I mean Tommy Flanagans trio is backing but you do what you want.
Really? You know Tom Flanagan? Well, I have all his records at home.
-Well, then I think I might just take that as a yes then, how about that? -Yes.
We're in Hagfors now, Miss.
Good morning.
-Hi, honey. -Hello, mom.
I've missed you.
-How did it go in Stockholm? -Well. -Have you eaten half of the dough?
No, it's the pretty star that Eva-Lena made.
-Is dad in there? -Yes.
There's something I have to tell you.
There was an American at Nalen yesterday. A manager from New York.
He wants me to play there.
That sounds wonderful. When would that be?
Over Christmas.
-Have you spoken to Eva-Lena about that? -It was the only time slot.
You're completely hopeless, Monica. Last Christmas you performed in Copenhgen.
The Christmas Eve before that you fought and broke up with Torbjörn.
When will the girl get to have a real Christmas?
-I'm gonna do it either way. -Oh, I'm sure of that.
-It broke. -That's alright. It works.
You know the doll pram at the store? I'm getting it for you.
-Already? -Yeah. Why not?
Do you know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna go to America to sing.
-When? -In a week.
But I won't be gone very long this time.
-On Christmas Eve? -Yeah.
What are we going to do? She's running off again.
We'll take care of Eva-Lena.
Hagfors. Connecting call.
Hagfors.
-Welcome to New York. -Thank you.
-This is Tommy Flanagan. -Monica. I have all your records at home.
Doug Watkins.
-Denzil Best. -Hello. Monica.
-She's a looker. -I hope she can sing too.
Hi guys. Why are you standing out here?
They usually don't have dressing rooms for our kind in places like these.
You're kidding me? That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.
Then you should come into my room. Come on in.
I don't think the owner would be too happy with that.
-Then I'll just stand here with you. -Alright. So if you're gonna stand out here with us you might as well rehearse with us, right?
One, two, one, two, three...
I can't give you anything but love, baby
That's the only thing I've plenty of, baby
Dream a while, scheme a while You're shure to find
happiness and l guess all those things you've always pined for
Gee, l like to see you looking swell, baby
Diamond bracelets, Woolworth's doesn't sell, baby
Till that lucky day you know darned well, baby
I can't give you anything but love
What's happening?
Take her off the stage now.
You gotta fix another singer, Leonard. The girl cannot be on stage with three negroes.
-For God's sake Sam why didn't you say something when we booked the gig?
-'Cause most jazz singers sing better than they look so ordinarily nobody cares.
But Jesus Christ Leo just... look at her.
How was I supposed to know she was gonna be so goddamn white?
Get rid of her.
-Sam, Sam. Wait up! -I said: get rid of her!
Hello? -Eva-Lena? Hi, it's mom.
Are you in New York? We're celebrating Christmas.
Merry Christmas, honey. I miss you very much.
-I'm going to give you a Christmas present. -Hello? I can't hear you.
[Interference]
Hello?
Hi, honey! How you doin'?
What conservation did I come in on the middle of?
Ella Fitzgerald?
-I've dreamt all my life of meeting you.
-If you don't have bigger dreams than that I pity you young girl.
I'm a singer from Sweden. Can I sing a song to you?
I would like to know what you think.
Well, you gotta sing, you gotta sing.
Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans
And miss it each night and day
That's enough.
What do you know about how it feels to miss New Orleans?
Why don't you sing about your own lifeinstead of pretending to be somebody else?
When Billy sang it she meant it.
Mom!
Hi, mom. I missed you.
-I am Humle. -And my name is Dumle.
Aren't they funny? Here comes grandpa.
You're welcome. I hope you're satisfied. You who wanted to be famous.
Welcome back, miss Zetterlund. Thanks to your mother you still have a place here.
Hagfors. Connecting call.
Weren't you going to be a star in America?
-Marika Nilsson. -Hi, it's me.
-I'm not coming on the tour with Dompan. -What? Why?
-I've been offered a permanent job at Televerket. -You would rather die than stay in Hagfors.
Yes, but I have think of Eva-Lena.
It's for you, Monica.
Yo. Are you coming?
I never told Dompan that you weren't coming.
Come on. You'll regret it for the rest of your life if you don't come.
-What's going on? -I'm leaving.
-What's gonna happen with Eva-Lena? -I'm gonna take care of her.
How? You will never support yourself as a singer in Stockholm.
Maybe not, but I'm done here where you can never think you're anything special.
Are you? Are you special?
I'm never setting a foot in Hagfors again!
Hi, honey. Has grandma told you that I'm getting on the bus?
Come. Give mom a hug.
I thought of something. You know that map in the hallway?
Put a pin in it every time we're in a new town.
That way you can keep track of where the bus is.
I promise to call from every place.
Come. Can't you wave me off?
You're doing the right thing by going. I'll take care of Eva-Lena.
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more
Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more, no more
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more
-Who's that? -Sture Åkerberg, the new bassist.
Good day.
-Hello? -Hi. I'm in Sundsvall.
-There. Grandma and I have bathed. -That's lovely.
They're calling for me. I have to go now.
Didn't she have time for more?
What are we gonna do? Buy ice cream.
Now it's time to leave.
I call you, baby.
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more
Thank you very much.
We'll finish the evening with "Do you know what it means to miss New Orleans".
Excuse me but I don't sing that song anymore-
-because I don't know what it's like to miss New Orleans.
But if Dompan wants to he can sing it instead.
What the hell are you doing?
All jazz bands play the same songs. If I sing in Swedish there'll be more feeling.
We play jazz here-
As long as you're singing with my band you're singing in English. We're leaving.
-You were excellent. Do you have a light? -You too.
-What did you say about singing in Swedish? -Why should I sing about New Orleans?
-I've never been there. -Can I have an autograph?
-What's your name? -Linnea. Thank you very much.
I've been on your with Cornelis. He sings in Swedish. It works well.
-You can look up Swedish poets. -Yeah, that would be fun.
-Monica, can our friend have an autograph? -Of course. Where's the paper?
-On the arm. -Do you want me to write in there?
Thank you. Good bye.
What are you reading? "Gissningar".
Isn't it sad that the tour is almost over?
-The opposite. It's nice to get home. -I don't know where "home" is anymore.
-You have a child, right? -A daughter.
-What are you going to do next? -I'm going to bring my daughter to Stockholm.
I want to show her that you can be what you want to be. Or at least try.
-I like your play style. -Thank you.
Goodbye, little Monica.
What you said...
...about singing in Swedish...
Look through this book.
It's poems by Beppe Wolgers. The way he writes is jazz.
If you like it, Beppe will probably come by Nalen tonight.
Fun. Thank you.
-I'll see you tomorrow. -See you.
-Is there something going on between you and Sture?
Are you crazy? He's not my type.
He's a typical team player.
They're good to have sometimes. But they don't make make the heart flutter.
-That takes more. For us. -Yes.
[Imagines a bassline]
[Singing] I New York
När jag hör den hårda trumman med ens jag é i New York
Det var natt, vi skulle just gå hem klockan tre i New York
Som en virveltrumma hjärtat slår hårt i dig, som en sång i New York
Jorden snurrar runt för fort för dig fort för mig som en gång i New York
Som en gång i New York
There you have it, Dompan. Singing jazz in Swedish works too.
The one who wrote the lyrics is over there and his name is Beppe Wolgers.
You know you're happy when you march flanked by Sweden's prettiest women.
-Beppe, my friend! Here we are. -Welcome.
Hi.
-My wife Kerstin. -It's a pleasure to finally meet you.
I have to check on the kids.
-Can you write me more lyrics? -I'd love to.
I'm putting on a cabaret this autumn at Hamburger Börs. Are you in?
Theater isn't my specialty.
-When Beppe asks you say "yes". -Say "yes" to life.
-Of course! -Good! Let me introduce you to people.
Monica Zetterlund.
Povel, this is Monica Zetterlund.
Monica. What an honour.
Have you greeted Monica Zetterlund?
-Monica. -Lena Nyman.
Hasse och Tage. - Monica Zetterlund - the wonderful Monica Zetterlund.
It's a pleasure to shake hands with the blonde negress from the forests of Värmland.
-What a great compliment. -Your singing is fantastic.
Who's that dude gawking over there?
That is Vilgot Sjöman, the film director.
-Do you know him? -Not really. He's working on a new film.
It's titled "I am curious" and it's about sex - so I've heard.
What a man.
I'm gonna have him.
Hi, Vilgot Sjöman. Here you are, looking curious.
Cheers.
-Beppe wants me to join his cabaret. -That's a great idea.
You have it within you. When you sing jazz you're cool and sophisticated-
-but privately you're like a different woman. I mean it.
You're funny, affable, and cheeky.
Use both the ice princess-
-and the brat from Hagfors.
Then the sky's the limit.
Did you want to do something other than just talk?
Then please take me away.
Listen to this. Wagner.
"Ride of the Valkyries"
Good, right?
Wagner was thinking of you when he wrote this.
This is exactly what it feels like to be with you - like a storm.
I have the complete works of Wagner. Won't you listen through them?
-Have I mentioned that I have a daughter? -Nej. But that's no problem.
I love kids.
Well, that's that then.
We'll move in.
-Are you serious? Yes, of course.
He's already here.
-Yo Vilgot. All good? -Yeah, yeah. Sure.
Thank you, Sture.
Tell your parents that I want to meet them.
I will.
-Are you happy now? -Oh, yes. I've been so lucky.
Where do you find a man who wants to take care of somebody else's kid?
Vilgot isn't quite your type. He's a little boring.
Boring and intellectual.
-Have you seen him conduct Wagner? -No.
Stop, stop here. Before the sign.
Can't you pick her up?
I'm not setting foot in Hagfors again.
I'll wait here.
Fuck...
No-
-Wouldn't he let you pick her up yourself? -I tried. He didn't want me to.
He's insane.
Come here, sweetheart!
Goodbye, grandpa.
Come here, sweetheart!
-All of her friends are here in Hagfors. -She'll get new friends in Stockholm.
-Aren't you going to visit your parents? -I'm not setting foot in Hagfors again.
So I've heard. Mom is waiting. She's cooked and made the beds.
In case you'd sacrifice one night for us.
Did you take the car just to say that?
Will you look after her now? Or will it be just as usual?
-That is the worst thing-. -To sing in Hagfors is one thing.
Stockholm is something else entirely.
You'll be home again soon.
Get in here.
Get in.
Stop! Can we stop?
Why not start simpler?
Can't we start with song and bass? And the rest of you come in later.
The bass line in the beginning is so pretty. We begin and the rest come in slowly.
-Let's try it. -It can't be combined with this.
-Could we lower it a key as well? -Sure. G?
Yes.
You can count us in too, then.
Ah, det är skönt när mitt Stockholm är grönt sakta gå hem genom stan
En kyss, sen går man sakta igen sakta en tur genom stan
Yes. I think this is way more fun. What do you think, Sture?
Yeah... Probably.
-What do you mean? -It's probably better this way.
-So I'm supposed to rewrite all of this? -Brilliant!
-I'll rewrite it then. By tomorrow? -Yes. This will be a success.
You have to come. It's a big premier.
I'd be thrilled if dad came too.
He can't be sulking still.
Tell him every celebrity in town will be there.
He said that? That's great.
-I'll fix everything. -I think grandpa is coming.
I'll fix a hotel room. Yes, hotel.
Both grandpa and grandma will be there.
I should've said no to this. It's not my thing.
Yes, it's exactly your thing. You're making me nervous too. Sit down.
This is a completely different crowd.
Let's open another one, yeah?
Dad will be there today, too.
-What's wrong, Monica? -Dad isn't here.
Don't let him ruin the night.
I'm gonna sing a jazz song in Swedish.
Åh, det är skönt när mitt Stockholm är grönt sakta gå hem genom stan
En kyss, sen går man sakta igen sakta en tur genom stan
Åh, det är natt och på avstånd hörs skratt
och man går hem genom stan
En doft av hö från nån ljuv skörgårdsö
"Hamburger Bérs - success! Monica Zetterlund performed"
-"before standing ovations. A success!"
Och natten står still
“Sakta vi gå genom stan' has poetry. Zetterlund does it justice."
We want you to record a record entirely in Swedish with lyrics by Beppe Wolgers.
-Sounds good. -I've prepared a contract.
-I had imagined a bit more money. -You may give an offer, of course.
Här bor en miljon, säg hör de den ton
som Stockholm nu spelarftir dem
Welcome to Philips.
"Letting Zetterlund sing in Swedish is a genius move. ”
"It grants the singing a new feel and intimacy."
"She sings a walk through Stockholm in a way that caresses your cheek.”
"Now we know that jazz can be sung in Swedish.”
Perfect.
Isn't it crazy to buy a house when I have an apartment we like?
This is for Eva-Lena's and my sake.
I don't want to be dependent on a man. -We'll take it.
Good. When the down payment is paid we'll draft a payment plan for the rest of it.
The downpayment is this many percent.
Why are you talking to him? I'm paying - cash.
-So you can send the papers over. -Of course. Thank you.
-Vilgot, are you coming? -A pleasure to meet you.
Walk forward.
Trust me. Here
Are you ready? You can look now.
It's a castle.
-This is the living room. -Everything is so big.
The ceilings are high so you can breathe. What's this? Candy.
We can dance and play in here.
The dining room.
You can sit here.
We've saved the best for last. There's a small room up there.
-Wow. -This is your room.
I'll be sleeping in a different room. I'll show you later.
God, it's so pretty.
A drink?
Hello there.
Peter. You've been served?
-Gunilla - my wife. -Welcome.
-Monica! -Beppe.
Hi. I'm so happy to see you. - And what a pleasure to see you again.
What a beautiful house. We brought a present to celebrate.
A gift. You didn't need to.
What's in this then?
What a fucking dinosaur.
-A rather pretty dinosaur. -Thank you. It gets the place of honour.
-Hi. -So this is the new girl?
Welcome.
Shall I take your coat?
-What do you want to drink? -A whiskey, maybe.
Knock knock in the writer's den.
-Are you going to hide in here all night? -I don't know.
-Come down and greet my friends. -Later. I have to finish this.
-It's not too easy in this noise. -Can't you take a break and come down?
Later. I have to finish this.
Can you come greet my friends? Or do I have to be ashamed of you?
-No, I'll be down later. -Fucking bore.
Is it for me? How kind.
Well hello there! You're so pretty.
Do you want help?
Let's raise the level of this part. It's gonna be swell to be Miss Zetterlund.
What do you think, Monica?
Hello, everybody! Let me introduce you to the beautous-
-out-of-this-world, completely adorable, Monica Zetterlund.
And here we have the sexy, talented actress Marika Nilsson.
Hi, Marika.
Monica.
Monica is dating Vilgot Sjöman. - My girlfriend Lina.
Hi. Good evening.
As long as Monica doesn't find out. You know how she is. Look at her.
She wants to be loved by everyone. She's so egocentric.
She takes it as an insult whenever someone she likes gets a girlfriend.
She shouldn't complain. She has Vilgot.
Cheers.
I heard both of your gigs in Stockholm. They sounded great, both of them.
-It seems like you listen a lot to Ella Fitzgerald? -Yes I do. I've always admired her.
-Good morning. -Good morning. -Isn't she cute?
Yeah, she's lovely.
Good morning, honey. Have you slept well? Sit with me for a bit.
Are you sleepy?
This is the best time of the day when it's just the two of us.
I made it too thick again. Ah!
Isn't it suicide to sing a jazz melody at the Eurovision Song Contest?
No.
-I'm not a schlager singer. -It's just this once.
It's hard to sell jazz records these days. This is a chance to break through internationally
Some free advertisement on television wouldn't hurt.
A chance to reach a large audience. You can't waste an opportunity like that.
It's your decision, Monica.
Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah, hurrah!
Blow.
Good!
They want me to compete in the Eurovision Song Contest too.
But I don't know if I should go for it. What do you think, dad?
-Of course. It's fantastic. -How are you doing? How do you feel?
Good.
It's amazing to get to represent Sweden in such a large competition.
Greetings. This is David Jenkins speaking from the BBC's Television Centre in London.
Viewers in the United Kingdom will recognise this building...
...but less familiar to the 75 million viewers...
Exciting, right?
...who have tuned in tonight to watch this Eurovision Song Contest grand prix of 1963.
On behalf of the BBC, welcome to the eighth annual Eurovision Song Contest.
[Singing] Kom med mig, sa min vän
Nu faller vinterns första tysta snö
Och sommaren är slut
There's the telephone again. Hello?
So that is the final result?
Nil points to Monica Zetterlund - One of the greatest fiascos of our time.
I'm almost ashamed to be Swedish.
-Just grab the bull by the horns. -I can't stand facing the journalists.
I can stay. I'll stay with you.
You guys go ahead and try to get them away from here.
Beppe, where's Monica?
She'll be staying in London for a few days.
Have you never felt like they can take it all away from you any minute?
No.
I'm always afraid that they're going to realise-
-that I wasn't meant to have all of this.
Like it's all just a house of cards. An illusion.
And dad will say "I told you so".
Go in there, head held high. You were good. You were excellent.
I could sit here all day.
But I have to go.
Goodbye.
Hi.
Will you be there at eight? Are you bringing Lina?
Fun. I'll see you then.
[Bottle cork pops] -Oops! Does anybody else want some? -No thank you.
-Vilgot? -No, I'm good.
Goodness, it's quiet in here. Fetch a few bottles of wine.
Why is it never enough? Do you know what time it is?
-It's called ambition. -I mean what you poured into that glass.
And that's coming from the right person.
Is coming last something to celebrate?
Do you remember when you were little and you and your friends were climbing that tree?
You had to reach the top every time.
Then you fell down and almost got yourself killed. While your- Look at me!
While your friends only climbed to the first branch. Then they climbed down.
-because it was dangerous up there! But you always had to reach the top!
It's unvelievable the way you never listen to what you're told.
I'm going home.
Goodbye, Eva-Lena.
-Goodbye, baby. -Goodbye, mom.
Nil points. How could it go so badly?
It's just a song constest. Music competitions are foolish.
The lyrics and the song are wonderful.
Choo choo. Dinner is served.
Beppe... Sofia said the kids can't sleep, so I think I'll have to go home.
-Let them stay up and have some fun. -I'd feel like a bad mother if I didn't go.
What do you mean? Then I'm a bad mom for letting Eva-Lena stay up.
No, I feel like a bad mother.
I'm lax with schedules and homework but I'm at least as good a mother as you.
-Eva-Lena! I'm a good mother, right? -Yes.
I was just talking about myself.
-Leave. -I haven't done anything wrong.
Say it to my face instead of making comments all the time.
You can't come into my house and speak to me that way. Leave!
Kerstin!
Julia! Can you put Eva-Lena to bed?
Come, sweetheart. You have school tomorrow so you need a good night's rest. Good night.
Let's dance. A little groove.
Treat me to that. Come on.
You're sitting so deep. I'll lift you up a bit.
Come, give me one dance.
No. Arne and I are discussing films.
I'm in the middle of a conversation. I don't feel like dancing.
God. You're so boring.
Hello. Where is Lina?
She left. She had a demo recording in Malmö tomorrow.
You found yourself a sweet girl. A bit young, maybe. But pretty and sweet.
-Why did you kiss me? -I don't know.
Just because you wanted to?
I'm so glad you're still here, Sture. I feel so confused.
Monica... I just wanted to say that...
-Monica! -Yeah?
-What's going on between you and Sture?
-I saw you two kissing in the taxi. -Oh my! Vilgot Sjöman is jealous.
No, I'm feeling sorry for Sture. This is just about your need for affirmation.
You get so fucking unsympathetic when you're scared and mean.
And that's coming from you. You always need an audience cheering you on.
You beg for affirmation from everyone.
You don't dare to express emotions.
-What the hell do you know about my emotions? -The way you bend over for Bergman.
What do you know about my relationship to Bergman.
Not even a dog is as submissive. You're so fucking pathetic!
This has nothing to do with Bergman. You just want to hurt me to avoid my questions.
You win the category for most pathetic human.
-But maybe you're hoping for better awards? -I don't want to discuss this right now.
-Where the hell are you going? -I've had enough.
I am 40 years old. I need a woman, not a spoiled teenager.
Take your fucking Wagner with you!
Are you just going to leave?
Nobody leaves me this way!
Monica...
-Please, can you take me away from here? -Yes, one second.
[Piano music]
How I've dreamt of singing this. Imagine getting to sing with Bill Evans.
Why would the best pianist in the world want to perform with me?
Why not?
Sometimes I can't quite put my finger on you.
One second you're the most self obsessed person in the world.
The next it's like you lose power.
As if you don't understand how great you are.
Can't you get a bit closer?
You're so far away.
Nej-
Whelp. Where did that come from?
I can't.
When I asked you why you kissed me in the taxi you said: "I don't know".
That's not enough for me.
Lina and I are engaged. I'm getting married.
Monica... What are you doing?
I'm not used to being turned down in such a manner.
Wait, sit down. Please stay?
You're asking me to stay after turning me down? I'm sorry, you're not my type.
What are you so damned afraid of?
Monica...
[Singing] lnnan jag är riktigt vaken står han lutad över sängen
säger "hej"
Och så dricker vi vårt kaffe sedan barnen gått till skolan
och jag morgnat mig
Monica, you have a lot going on right now. Premier at Hasse and Tage's revue-
-you just finished a new record and you're making TV appearances every other day.
Yeah, I got a lot on my plate.
Mr. Chambers is your new fiancé. Tell us more.
Fiancé sounds a bit silly. I have many relationships behind me.
-How many? -As many as I've wanted.
You seem to have a preference for independent men, solo artists.
Is okay? He don't understand.
-I'm sorry, I didn't- -You can just sit here.
-Right? -I like successful men.
But now I'm gonna settle down and give Eva-Lena a proper family.
-So, Mr. Chambers. You like it here in Sweden? -Oh yes, uhm, it's been wonderful to me.
So you're gonna stay?
You know, I don't like to think about those things. I just... Everything is really great right now.
You look great.
-Monica, are you ready? -Soon.
Okay. Silence!
Three, two...
Hör min bedårande sommarvals
lnte alls nånting om havets spegel vita moln
och vita segel...
Cut/
-It's the same place every time. -We'll take it from the top.
Three, two...
Hör min bedårande sommarvals
-Inte... No. -Cut.
-Well that sucked. What's going on? -Eurovision broke her.
-Are you really going to open one more? -That's none of your business.
You can drink as many bottles as you want but one is usually enough for you.
Hi.
How are you?
-I heard you started dating Steve Chambers. -Yeah, it came out of the blue.
-Anything else? -No, I... I'll see you on stage.
Steve!
Oh, shit.
Monica...
Get out of here.
I said "get out of here"! It's over.
Are we ready? Let's take it from the top, yeah?
[Singing] O, o, o, vad en liten gumma kan gno
Vill du nåt får du inte ligga och bara glo
Var som jag, var pigg och vaken Håll igång och gnugga staken
För o, o, o, vad en liten gumma kan...
Ah!
Monica...
Call an ambulance!
Good evening. How are we doing?
Better. It hurts less now.
You have had a miscarriage.
You're not in danger, but you have lost a lot of blood.
-You need to take it very easy. -We have a premier and I have to...
Performing right now would be a risk.
If you walk out of here you do so at your own risk. Think it over.
Will you prescribe any painkillers?
I'm giving you something to help you sleep, then we'll take one day at a time.
Thank you.
[Laughing]
Hjälp nu till om nåt ska hända gör nånting
För vill du ända till stjärnorna så får du sikta på ett bryn i skogen
O, o, o, vad en liten gumma kan gno
Vill du nåt får du inte ligga och bara glo
Var som jag, häng med i svängen somna sen så nöjd i sängen
För o, o, o, vad en liten gumma
kan gno
My dear... That was incredible.
-Nobody is as wonderful as Monica. -It was good.
-How are you? -Fine. But I think I have to get home and rest.
-I'll ask someone to drive you. -Thank you.
-Do you want me to walk you up? -No, go home to your fiancée.
This isn't working. You're not well.
-Did I do a bad job? -No, but you should slow down a little.
You don't know everything about me and my life.
I have everything I've dreamt of. Some people don't grasp that that comes with a price.
That it's free. But someone as mediocre as you can't grasp that.
1600 people in the audience thought I was wonderful.
What does it matter what they think when you're unhappy?
Shut the door.
Why are you lying here, mom?
Wake up.
Good morning.
I was waiting for the mailman but I fell asleep. Could you fetch me the paper?
Thank you.
-Do you love me? As I am? -Yes
Come on, mom. Let's go inside.
[Singing] Nu lyser ängarna av sommar'ns alla blommor
Nu surrar bin och fåglar sjunger överallt
Nu stryker vinden genom trädens höga kronor
Men i min trädgård är det visset mörkt och kallt
Där är det risigt och förvuxet, fult och snårigt
och lika hopplöst, grått och trist som i mitt bröst
Där ute doftar det av sommar'ns alla dofter
Där är det sommar men här inne är det höst
You were two hours late yesterday.
On Thursday you didn't show up at all. We can't go on like this.
-You're stressing me out. Give me something. -You're not getting anything to drink.
We're worried that this is too much for you. Maybe we should just call it quits.
It's not the first time we're sitting here like this.
Hi.
-You were wondering why I kissed you. -That doesn't matter now.
I did it because I like you and because I want to be with you.
I'm sorry.
I'm gonna tell you something... I've always though that when it comes to men-
-that if I can just find him I'll be happy. So fucking stupid.
My father hasn't listened to a single song I've made in the last few years.
How can you do that to your own child?
[Pours another drink] But...
Jag går omkring i mitt Pompeji i bland ruiner
Jag traskar runt i resterna utav vårt liv
Men du ska aldrig ge mig pikar om sekiner
och aldrig ska du bli en annans tidsfördriv
Nej, åt det gamla ska vi binda vackra kransar
och ta mitt liv och mina katter som de är
Och trots all kärleksbrist och trasighet och fransar
Dig skall jag älska livet ut
Dig har jag kär
Hi, it's Eva-Lena. Mom is asleep in the bathroom and I don't know what to do.
-Hi, darling. How are you? -Good.
-Where's your mother? -In the bathroom.
Go get your things and your coat and I'll be there soon.
Monica... Monica.
Dad. You're here?
I'm taking Eva-Lena back to Hagfors.
Hurry up and get in the car.
Wait!
Lock the door.
Stop! Stop the car!
Tell him to stop the car!
Monica...
How are you feeling?
Feeling okay?
-Hello? -Hi, Eva-Lena. It's mom.
-Hi mommy. How are you? -Jag mår mycket bättre nu.
Marika is staying with us so I don't have to be alone.
As soon as I feel better I'm coming to pick you up.
But I want to stay with grandma and grandpa.
Of course you can stay.
-I love you, mom. -I love you too, sweetheart.
Tell grandma and grandpa that I'll visit you all soon.
[Singing] Enkel, vacker, öm
är min valsmelodi, min valsfantasi
En sång i en dröm
-I want to make a record with Bill Evans. -Why would he want to do that?
Does he even know who you are?
No, but I've sent him a reel already.
Even if he's interested we'll only sell a few hundred records.
The people just want rock and roll.
I want to do something for the soul, not for the money. Beppe already wrote some lyrics.
-"Waltz for Debbie" - "Monicas vals". -That sounds really nice...
-It will be my best record. Are you in? -No, not this time.
If you're not paying, I am.
But if so that's it for me and Philips.
-Monica! -Whelp...
Monica
Phone call from America.
America is calling, guys!
-Hello? Hello, Monica? It's Bill Evans. How are you?
I got your tape - it's very good.
And I was thinking... I have some gigs at the Lenox Lounge coming up.
Would you like to come sing with me?
-Any time, Bill. -Sounds great. I look forward to it.
-Well? -That was Bill Evans.
-What did he say? -That he wants me to come sing with him.
That's fantastic!
-Mommy! -Hi, honey.
Why are you going to New York? Don't you remember what happened last time?
Things are different this time.
-"Things are different this time"...! -You don't even know why I'm going.
I thought you had fulfilled your dreams.
I have to keep trying new things.
You don't have to try anything. Settle down.
Stop trying so hard. Remember how you used to climb trees as a kid?
At least I got to see what it looks like from the top.
I pity you. Do you know that?
-And why is that? -You could've been great-
-but you lacked the courage to try.
The view is incredible.
That's enough.
-I'm going to the US to see Bill Evans -Bill Evans?
-Herregud, vad vackert det är. -Vad stort det är. Små lampor som åker.
-Can you see Hagfors? -No.
Hagfors is just a little turd in the grand scheme of things.
Hi, Monica. Arne Thorén, radio host.
Monica! So good to see you. I'm looking forward to this.
-This is my daughter, Eva-Lena -Shall we? Ready?
Musicians have gathered from all over the city to hear Monica Zetterlund sing.
-This is exciting, Bengt. -Miles Davis is standing at the bar.
Did you hear? Miles Davis.
Ella Fitzgerald and Sammy Davis Jr. are here too.
I feel proud to be Swedish.
You are going to listen to your daughter sing, right? Get out of bed.
Monica is pacing nervously behind the scene.
I'm putting the radio in here so we can listen together. Get over here.
Her hair is tastefully dressed.
She lights another cigarette and gazes out at the audience.
Bill Evans is entering the stage.
Please welcome to the stage: Monica Zetterlund
Thank you.
I wanna dedicate this song to a very special person in Sweden. His name is Sture Åkerberg.
I hope he's listening right now.
Enkel, vacker, öm
är min valsmelodi, min valsfantasi
En sång i en dröm
Sakta morgonljus
strömmar över vårt fänster ritar ett mönster på alla hus
Just den dag
den vackra dag jag lärde mig säga ”vi”
kom den till världen min valsmelodi
Enkel, vacker, 6m
Och den påminner mig om hundratals dar som jag varit med dig
både vinter och vår
och i höst och i går
Våra dagar är bara för korta
Plötsligen ringer min klocka
Upp med dig klockan är åtta
Väldig, vänlig, stark
kommer solen med dagen den vackra staden badar i ljus
Väldig, vänlig, stark
har du visat mig världen för mig så är den vacker och ljus
På oss två väntar miljoner dagar åh, här är vi
och världen sjunger min valsmelodi
Enkel, vacker, öm
Valsen påminner mig om hundratals dar som jag varit med dig
både vinter och vår
och i höst och i går
och alla dagar som kommer
Nu är det sommar i tusen år
[Telephone ringing]
-Hello? -Good evening. You have an international call.
Hello?
-Dad, is something wrong? -No, nothing.
The delay is hard for me so if I could speak for a bit...
We listened to you on the radio. You were fantastic.
And I want to... I want to thank you for showing me-
-what it looks like from the top.
Oh, dad.
I think I have to hang up now. It's so expensive.
Goodbye.
Thank you.
-Hi. How are you? -Good.
Come on, let's go inside.
[The Wedding March]
Goodness, you're all looking so serious! This is worse than a funeral.
Stop the violins and the organ.
I'm making the appearance of a lifetime. Liven up a little.
Or I'm cancelling the party!
Original subtitles: Malin Westhall www.undertext.se Translation: PuffyRainbowCloud