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- Who?

- My grandma.

Can't I stay here with you

for a while longer? I can help you.

Of course you can.

But sooner or later

you have to go home. Or to Grandma.

She'll worry otherwise

and wonder where you are.

- It's as if I don't exist to her.

- Surely that's not true.

- I see you.

- I know.

Do you know what?

I have the perfect job for us.

- Where are we going?

- To the attic.

- I don't want to go there.

- Why not?

My, wait!

Come on, Udo. That's enough.

And here comes miss Menard, I believe.

Isn't that right?

- How did you know?

- That special gait.

You put your left foot down while your

right drags slightly. Very distinctive.

And, of course,

there's the perfume. I like it.

Thank you! Or I mean...

By the way, do you happen to know

whom the little girl is visiting?

- A little girl, you say? How old?

- Seven or eight, I should think.

She says she's visiting

her grandmother.

I don't believe we have any

grandmothers in the whole building.

- But we do have quite a few ghosts.

- Yes, right.

Come on, Udo, let's go!

- You've reached Emma...

- ...Pontus...

- ...and Linda.

- We can't take your call...

- ...but speak after the beep.

- Bye bye!

Hello, Emma, it's me.

I just needed someone to talk to.

I feel a bit lonely.

I know you have lots to do, but...

I don't know, but it feels as if...

Please call when you have the time.

Love you!

Hello...?

Hello?

Does it hurt?

Where did you come from?

You can't just turn up like this.

- You have to go home now.

- But I am home.

Oh dear, whatever

is the matter with you?

Does this by any chance

happen to be your grandchild?

- I beg your pardon?

- Isn't My here your grandchild?

I have neither children

nor grandchildren.

- But...

- Are you really feeling quite well?

I think I need to

go and lie down for a while.

My?

- My?

- Please don't be angry with me.

I'm not angry, I just need to try

to understand what's happening.

I said I live here. I've lived here all

along, since long before you moved in.

Let's take this

from the beginning, shall we?

Who are you?

My mum died when I was born,

so I had to live with Grandma.

Let me see and let me hear.

Let my inmost being speak.

Let my force, my hand -

- be filled with strength,

courage, hope.

"- Shall we go home to mum?"

"- Yes, we can have biscuits there!"

Grandma, where are you?

- Are you coming soon?

- Yes...

- I'm just going to...

- That's what Alfie Atkins said.

Let me see and let me hear.

Let my inmost being speak.

Let my force, my hand,

be filled with strength, courage...

Let my force, my hand,

be filled with strength and courage.

Your faithful...

Your faithful servant is calling you.

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