Dreams (Kvinnodröm) (Kvinnodröm)

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DREAMS

SUSANNE FRANK FASHION PHOTOGRAPHER

Is she angry? Where did she go?

- What's with her? - Don't you know?

She got together with some businessman in Göteborg.

It was pretty hot and went on for a while.

- It lasted a whole year! - You serious?

But then it ended. Just like that.

He was married, see.

Oh, no.

Susanne went mad. She still loves him.

She visits Göteborg a lot.

They say she runs around spying on his house.

- Really nuts, eh? - Exactly.

Would you please stop highlighting your bust with lipstick?

It stains the inside of the creations.

It's very difficult to remove.

Oh, shut up, you little creep!

I learned that at Dior. Don't try to teach me.

I just spoke with Director Magnus.

We've agreed to shoot the rest of the collection in Göteborg.

We travel tonight. Can you go?

- I suppose so. - Good.

That's all for today. Bye!

How maddening!

You don't want to go to Göteborg?

Palle took his exam today. We were going to celebrate.

Are you still dating that squirt?

Yes, she is. Hello, everybody.

- Excuse me. - I think I have to make a call.

Some goodies for our celebration.

- Hurry up and let's go. - Oh, was that today?

"Was that today?"

Here.

Mosel wine, very pricey.

Shrimp.

Salmon.

Your favorite cake.

- How about a kiss? - Mind my makeup.

- Forget the party. - What, no party?

I have to go to Göteborg with Susanne for work.

Hell!

I've got an idea. You're sick, can't go!

- I would never stoop so low. - Forget about your job for once.

Typical you. They could find someone else. You think I'd stand for that?

They can put those rags on anyone.

Don't talk about my job like that!

- You only ever think of yourself! - Look who's talking!

And I bought all this food...

- We're not married yet. - Thank God for that!

Look, a flying saucer!

Let me tell you something. I'm sick of your domineering ways.

I'm not your property. I won't be Palle Palt's chattel.

I want to lead my own life.

I don't want to stand in the way of your career, my dear Doris.

I yield, and wish you happiness, my dear Doris.

Stop play acting, you're lousy at it!

- Listen, Doris. - Leave me alone.

Let's be nice.

I've been nice all along.

Forgive my temper.

- Do you forgive me? - Forgiven.

Don't be so complacent.

Boy, what a quarrel.

Good thing we don't hold grudges.

- With our tempers. - We scared off the others.

- Hurry up, let's go home. - Home?

- To make that phone call. - What call?

To say you're not going.

I certainly am going.

- Boy, can you piss me off. - Stop it. Stop it.

I'll count to three.

If you haven't called by then, it's all over.

- Seriously? - Seriously.

Well, start counting.

One.

Two.

Three! Get lost and leave me alone!

You know your problem?

It's time some reasonable person enlightened you about your...

- Character. - Yes!

You're crazy about your clothes, career and luxury.

All you care about is your own image in the mirror.

You're mean, selfish and...

- Crazy about men. - That, too! Stop prompting me!

And you're...

You're infantile!

Yes, infantile!

I don't know what that means!

It means you're childish, naive, and a bit stupid.

I was going to marry him?

Susanne?

IS THE DOOR SECURED? WARNING

CLOSED

OPEN

Dear God, let me see him.

Let me see him...

for just one moment!

I just want to touch him.

I won't say anything.

I won't cry.

God, I must see him.

I must.

I must.

Aren't you coming to bed?

Good night.

Good night.

Thank you.

Be outside the museum at 1:00 sharp.

Sundström asked us to be on time. He only has an hour.

Bye, now. Have fun.

I'm going to take a nap.

Bye, then.

It would be madness.

Now I'm talking to myself. I must be in bad shape.

May I use the phone?

Excuse me. May I use your phone?

May I speak to Mr. Lobelius?

Hold on. Who's calling, please?

Susanne Frank.

I'm afraid it's not possible. He's in a meeting.

- When can I reach him? - It's impossible to say.

The meeting may last all afternoon.

Can't I speak to him now?

It's important.

I think he wants to talk to me.

Sorry, we're not to disturb him.

Don't you hear what I'm saying?

He asked me to call.

One moment, please.

Hello?

Hello...

Is that you?

Sorry to disturb you, but I must talk to you.

I'm at the usual place.

It's going to be hard for me to make it.

I can't come and I don't want to.

I don't want to. Do you hear me?

I can't talk now.

Henrik, don't hang up!

Henrik, listen to me!

I won't cry, or make a scene.

I just want to see you, talk to you...

No, not talk.

You can't deny me that.

I've got to go. Nice of you to call,

but I can't... I don't want to...

Susanne, are you there?

Yes.

Okay, I'll be there.

I'll see you at 6:00.

That'll be five cents for the call.

Don't you have any change, madam?

No, I don't.

I could buy a pack of cigarettes.

Then you must eat something.

GOLD

Forgive the intrusion, young lady,

but I noticed you admiring that gown.

- I see you really like it. - Is that so?

Don't get me wrong.

I enjoyed picturing you in that gown.

- In my imagination, that is. - Really?

Do you think it's improper of me to entertain such thoughts?

I don't understand what you mean.

I didn't mean anything.

You're a pretty young girl, vivacious.

You make me feel happy.

That gown costs a fortune and I'm not particularly rich.

You made me happy, young lady.

Will you allow me to present you with the longed for gown?

You must be crazy.

Yes, it's improper to address a pretty girl, a complete stranger.

- I have to run. - I understand.

Let's speak no more, but buy it at once then!

I don't think so. Thank you.

Why not?

Have I perhaps rigged a trapdoor?

Am I a blood-sucking vampire?

Or do I have a henchman waiting behind the glass door,

ready to throw himself upon my defenseless victim?

No, but...

"You don't receive gifts from older men without there being something behind it."

But let's be the first to break with such silly conventions.

All right, if you insist.

Thus speaks a brave woman!

After you, madam.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Arén.

This is my niece, Miss Sönderby.

She's come to keep her old, lonely uncle company.

Tonight we'll be attending a gala concert.

Therefore, we'll need a lovely gown for the occasion.

Yes, of course.

I know exactly the right gown.

What do you think of the white one?

That's precisely the dress she was delighted to see in the window.

- This way, miss. We'll try it on at once. - Wonderful!

I'll sit here and wait. Take your time.

I'm at my niece's disposal all day.