Livet är en schlager
2000
Mona: I'll go to bed now. Bosse: (keeps looking at the television) Mona: I'll go to bed now. Bosse: (still looking at TV) Mona: What if I go and cut my throat? Bosse: (laughs silently at the TV) Mona: Well, good night anyway!
Mona: Was it really, really bad? Bosse: What? Mona: You know! The thing I sang! Bosse: No, it wasn't bad idea, not at all. Bosse: I think, that you are OK, as you are. Mona: What do you mean? What do you mean with that? Bosse: That you... you... you are you, this matters the most. The people have to be what they are. So, forget it. It's worthless dreaming about things you know, that will never come true Mona: Yeah... you're right.
Mechanic: Candy, honey? Can you look at my sweeties? Mechanic: Coming, coming!... no, it's nothing. Thank God!
Mona: What is that? Bosse: You said you wanted to send it. Mona: You're nuts! You said, that I'm bad. Bosse: The disc in the envelope, now you do whatever you want. Mona: You're damn nuts!
Candy Darling: That's not true! Mona: It's true! Candy Darling: You're kidding! Mona: I'm not! Candy Darling: We will dance in the neon, on the journey trough the night... AAH! I have tons of things! Purple, gold, more purple, more gold! Oh my! I'm gonna dress the schlager-queen for real! Mona: Well, that won't help. I read, that Sabina is planning to make a comeback on Melodifestivalen. She's in all newspapers! No one will care about me!