The
Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
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| The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo quotes are sinister, tense and deeply uncomfortable. David Fincher’s America adaptation of the hugely successful novel has managed to hit the right mark by crafting a skillful mystery movie that is mesmerizing and pushes the story to the blackest of depths. It’s very raw and at times unbearably tense with the main actors more than proving their worth. In less experienced hands the movie may have ended up being trashy but Fincher keeps it unflinching, serious and realistic. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is obviously not going to be for everybody, but this dark, slick and absorbing thriller will be a hard one to miss.
Directed by: David Fincher
Written by:
Steven Zaillian (screenplay)
Stieg Larsson (novel "Män som hatar kvinnor")
Starring:
Daniel Craig - Mikael Blomkvist
Rooney Mara - Lisbeth Salander
Christopher Plummer - Henrik Vanger
Stellan Skarsgård - Martin Vanger
Steven Berkoff - Frode
Robin Wright - Erika Berger
Yorick van Wageningen - Bjurman
Joely Richardson - Anita Vanger
Geraldine James - Cecilia
Goran Visnjic - Armansky
Donald Sumpter - Detective Morell
Ulf Friberg - Wennerström
Bengt C.W. Carlsson - Palmgren
Tony Way - Plague
Per Myrberg - Harald
Josefin Asplund - Pernilla
Eva Fritjofson - Anna
Moa Garpendal - Harriet
Maya Hansson-Bergqvist - Young Anna
Sarah Appelberg - Young Cecilia
Julian Sands - Young Henrik
Anna Björk - Young Isabella
Gustaf Hammarsten - Young Harald
Simon Reithner - Young Martin
David Dencik - Young Morell
Marcus Johansson - Young Nilsson
Mathilda von Essen - Young Anita
Mathias Palmér - Young Birger
Martin Jarvis - Birger
Inga Landgré - Isabella
Reza Dehban - Hussein
Anders Berg - Young Frode
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[first lines; retired
inspector Gustaf Morell receives a phone call from Henrik Vanger]Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: What kind is it?
Henrik Vanger: I don't know. White.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: And the frame?
Henrik Vanger: Dark.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: Post mark?
Henrik Vanger: Same as last time.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: And no note?
Henrik Vanger: No.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: I'm so sorry, Henrik.
[we see that Vanger has received a framed pressed flower in the post]
[Mikael Blomkvist, co-owner of the magazine Millennium, loses a libel suit destroying his reputation, he returns to his office to inform his co-owner and lover Erika]
Erika Berger: Where have you been?
Mikael Blomkvist: Walking. Thinking.
Erika Berger: Smoking?
Mikael Blomkvist: Yeah. Just one.
Erika Berger: TV Four called, I told them no statement until we've read the judgment in it's entirety.
Mikael Blomkvist: Well, I have. No one else?
Erika Berger: Everyone who's ever wanted to see you humiliated.
Mikael Blomkvist: Been on the phone all morning then?
Erika Berger: I'm as much to blame for this as you...
Mikael Blomkvist: You are? You wrote it?
Erika Berger: I read it, I ran it.
Mikael Blomkvist: Not the same.
Erika Berger: Our credibility isn't dead yet.
Mikael Blomkvist: Mine is.
Mikael Blomkvist: I'm tired. I'm gonna go home, crawl under the duvet for a week.
[she comes up close to him, almost kissing him]
Erika Berger: I'll call Gregor, tell him I'm not coming home.
Mikael Blomkvist: Thank you.
[Vanger's attorney is at the headquarters of Milton Security waiting to meet with Lisbeth Salander]
Dragan Armansky: It's possible we could wait forever.
Dirch Frode: You called her, spoke to her, didn't you?
Dragan Armansky: I'm afraid that doesn't mean much. No one here particularly likes her. I find it's much better if she works from home.
Dirch Frode: But you told her I wanted to meet with her?
Dragan Armansky: But I've told her many more times, I'd prefer her not to meet clients.
Dirch Frode: You like her?
Dragan Armansky: Very much. She's one of the best investigators I have, as you saw from her report.
Dirch Frode: But?
Dragan Armansky: I'm concerned you won't like her. She's different.
Dirch Frode: In what way?
Dragan Armansky: In ever way.
[referring to her investigation on Mikael Blomkvist]
Lisbeth Salander: Something wrong with the report?
Dirch Frode: No, it was quite thorough. But I'm also interested in what's not in it.
Lisbeth Salander: There's nothing not in it.
Dirch Frode: Your opinion of him isn't.
Lisbeth Salander: I'm not paid to give my opinion.
Dirch Frode: So you don't have one?
Lisbeth Salander: He's clean, in my opinion.
Dirch Frode: You mean, he's hygienic?
Lisbeth Salander: He represents himself to be. In his business that's an asset.
Dirch Frode: Well, there's less in his asset column after his conviction today.
Lisbeth Salander: True. He made a fool of himself, if it happened that way.
Dirch Frode: Are you suggesting that he was set up?
Lisbeth Salander: That was never part of my assignment.
Dirch Frode: But you're right, he did make a fool of himself professionally. How much of a fool did he make of himself financially?
Lisbeth Salander: The judgment will just about empty his savings. May I go?
[she stands up to leave but Frode stops her]
Dirch Frode: Your report is light in another area, his personal life. Anything you chose not to disclose?
Lisbeth Salander: Nothing that warranted inclusion.
Dirch Frode: Does that mean, yes or no?
Dragan Armansky: I think what Miss Salander means, and I agree, is that everyone has a right to a certain amount of privacy, even if they're being investigated.
Dirch Frode: Not in this case, I need know if there's anything about him I might find unsavory, even if she doesn't.
[he turns to Lisbeth]
Lisbeth Salander: He's honest. He's had a long standing sexual relationship with his co-editor of the magazine. It recked his marriage, but not hers. Sometimes he performs cunnilingus. Not often enough, in my opinion.
Dirch Frode: Well, you're right not to include that.
Lisbeth Salander: I know.
[Mikael receives a phone call from Frode during his family Christmas gathering]
Dirch Frode: Herr Blomkvist?
Mikael Blomkvist: Yeah.
Dirch Frode: Forgive me for intruding on your Christmas. My name is Dirch Frode, I'm an attorney. I represent Henrik Vanger. Perhaps you've heard of him?
Mikael Blomkvist: Yeah. Yeah. Of course I have.
Dirch Frode: He'd love to talk to you about a private matter.
Mikael Blomkvist: Um...this is a...a awkward moment.
Dirch Frode: Oh, I'm sorry. I'm about to sit down to a business dinner myself.
Mikael Blomkvist: No, that's not exactly what I meant.
Dirch Frode: Oh, yes. You're referring to your recent legal problems. That has provided us with much amusement.
Mikael Blomkvist: I'm sorry?
Dirch Frode: Herr Vanger has little love for Herr Wennerström.
Mikael Blomkvist: Have him call me.
Dirch Frode: But he would love to speak you in person, if possible. Up north, in Hedestad.
Mikael Blomkvist: That's not going to be possible.
Dirch Frode: Herr Blomkvist, it's far too cold to make a trip to Stockholm. Please be so kind as to consider, Hedestad is lovely in the winter.
Mikael Blomkvist: I'll call you back on this number.
[late at night Erika wakes up to find Mikael awake sitting at his desk]
Erika Berger: Usually when I wake up in a cold bed it's at home.
Mikael Blomkvist: I'm sorry.
Erika Berger: What are you doing?
Mikael Blomkvist: I'm writing a press release.
Erika Berger: Saying?
Mikael Blomkvist: You're taking over as publisher. I'm very sorry for any nuisance, Mr. Wennerström was caused and I can't be reached for comment.
Erika Berger: Are you giving up?
Mikael Blomkvist: Stepping aside.
Erika Berger: This makes me sick.
[Mikael arrives at Hedestad, where's it's snowing heavily, and Forde drives him to Vanger's home]
Dirch Frode: First time in Hedestad?
Mikael Blomkvist: And the last.
Dirch Frode: Oh, don't say that. It's lovely in the spring.
Mikael Blomkvist: You said it would be lovely in the winter.
Dirch Frode: Well, this is unseasonable.
Mikael Blomkvist: Well, I'll be on the four thirty train back to Stockholm.
Dirch Frode: Unless we get snowed in.
[Mikael give a worried look at Forde]
Dirch Frode: I'm joking. You'll be home tonight, if that's what you wish.
[after Mikael arrives at Vanger's home and meets him for the first time]
Henrik Vanger: So, what do you know about me?
Mikael Blomkvist: Well, you use to run one of the largest industrial firms in the country.
Mikael Blomkvist: But I...I didn't mean that...
[Forde whispers something in Vanger's ear and leaves the room]
Henrik Vanger: My grandfather forged the tracks that the four thirty train will take you on.
Mikael Blomkvist: We stitched this country together, we made the steel, the lumber that built modern Sweden. And what do you think our most profitable product now is?
[Mikael shakes his head]
Henrik Vanger: Fertilizer.
[he gives a small laugh]
Henrik Vanger: Oh, I'm not obsessed by the declining health of the company, but I am with the settling of accounts. And the clock is ticking, I need your help.
Mikael Blomkvist: Doing...doing what?
Henrik Vanger: Officially assisting with my memoirs. But what you really be doing is solving a mystery by doing what you do so well, your recent legal mishap not withstanding. You will be investigating thieves, misers, bullies, the most detestable collection of people that you will ever meet. My family.
[showing Mikael a picture of Harriet]
Henrik Vanger: This is Harriet. The granddaughter of my brother, Richard.
[pointing to an old photo of Richard]
Henrik Vanger: Uh...Richard was a Nazi of the first order, joining the Nationalist Socialist Freedom League when he was seventeen. Isn't it interesting how fascists steal the world freedom.
[they hear the clock chime]
Henrik Vanger: Oh, the four thirty! Yes, I know. Okay. Anyway, Richard died a martyr to the Nazi cause in nineteen forty. Missed uh...all the real excitement, but Nazi opportunity to regularly beat his wife, Margareta and their son, Gottfried. Now Gottfried, Harriet's father, was what they used to call 'Good time Charlie'.
Mikael Blomkvist: Oh, they still call them that.
Henrik Vanger: Do they? Okay. He was a charmer, a ladies man and a drunk. In other words, a born salesman, which he did for the company traveling around and taking clients out to dinner and so forth.
Mikael Blomkvist: Well, somebody's gotta do it.
Henrik Vanger: That's right. Anyway, he died in nineteen sixty five. Drowned, drunk, here on the island. His wife, Isabella, who had been pretty much useless as a parent before, became even more so after his death. Which is when I began looking after the children, Martin, who runs the Bank of Industries now that I'm retired.
Mikael Blomkvist: That's right, I Googled it.
Henrik Vanger: And uh...Harriet. She was bright, curious, a winning combination in any person.
Mikael Blomkvist: And beautiful.
Henrik Vanger: Yeah.
[referring to Harriet]
Mikael Blomkvist: Something happened to her.
Henrik Vanger: Someone in the family murdered Harriet and for the past forty years has been trying to drive me insane.
[we see flashback scenes of when the family are gathered at the Vanger house]
Henrik Vanger: It was September twenty fourth, nineteen sixty six, a Saturday. Harriet was sixteen. My brothers and their wives and children and grandchildren were all gathered here for our loathsome annual board meeting and dinner. It was also the day the Yacht Club held their autumn parade. Harriet with one or two school friends went into town to see it, she returned a little after two o'clock. She came into the parlor, she asked if she could talk to me. I honestly don't remember what I was doing that I thought was more important, but told her to give me a few minutes. It was during those few minutes that something else occurred. The accident happened, nothing to do with Harriet, and yet everything. It was chaos as everybody put down what they were doing. Police, ambulance, fire brigade reporters, photographers, onlookers, all quickly arrived from town just as we on the island, the family hurried to the bridge from our side.
[we see flashback scene showing car accident on the bridge]
Henrik Vanger: The driver of the car, a man named, Oranson, was pinned, severely injured. We tried desperately to try to pry him loose with out hands, since metal tools might spark. It was an hour after the crash that Harriet was in the kitchen, Anna, herself saw her.
[to Mikael; continuing his story of when Harriet went missing]
Henrik Vanger: When we finally got poor Oranson out of his car, off to the hospital, just as we from our side, slowly drifted back to the house. The sun was down, the excitement over. We sat down to dinner, it was then that I noticed Harriet wasn't there. And she wasn't there the next morning, or the next, or the next forty years.
Henrik Vanger: What was she going to tell me? Why didn't I make time for her? Why didn't I listen?
Mikael Blomkvist: And she couldn't have just run away?
Henrik Vanger: No. Not without being seen. The firemen stayed out all night on the bridge,
pumping up gasoline. No one swam across or took a boat. All the boats
were still tied up on this side, Sunday. Believe me, I checked.Mikael Blomkvist: She couldn't have just fallen and drowned?
Henrik Vanger: Oh, no. The currents aren't strong here. Anything that falls in the water turns up nearby. Like her father, his body didn't drift more than ten meters when he drowned the year before. Oh, no. Someone killed her, someone on the island, that day. Someone close enough to know what she used to give me each year, on my Birthday.
[Vanger takes Mikael to a room in the attic and points to the wall]
Henrik Vanger: Those are from her, the rest from her killer.
[Mikael looks at the collection of framed pressed flowers]
Mikael Blomkvist: Who knows about these?
Henrik Vanger: Just me, the police, the killer, and now you.
[we see Mikael miss his 4.30 train and is now sat having dinner with Vanger]
Henrik Vanger: After the police investigation evaporated, I kept at it. Studying all the information there was. I've spent half my life examining the events of a single day.
Mikael Blomkvist: I understand your frustration, but what you're asking me to do it's...it's a waste of money.
Henrik Vanger: But we haven't discussed your fee.
Mikael Blomkvist: We don't need to.
[Vanger pours Mikael some wine]
Mikael Blomkvist: Thank you. I can't find something you've been unable to find in forty years.
Henrik Vanger: You don't know that. You have a very keen investigative mind. Here's what I propose. You come stay on the island, I have a nice little cottage by the water you can use. You study the material I send you, you find something I've missed or you don't.
Mikael Blomkvist: What you're asking me to do is set aside my life and career for something...
Henrik Vanger: Think of this as a well deserved holiday. A way of avoiding all those people, you might want to avoid right now. As for compensation, I'll pay you double your salary for as many months as it takes. And I'll quadruple it if you solve the mystery.
Mikael Blomkvist: Herr Vanger...
Henrik Vanger: I'm not done, I will throw in one more thing, even though you're a terrible negotiator. It's something you want more than anything else, and it can't be bought at any price. So let me give it to you. Hans-Erik Wennerström. He began his career working for me and I have followed it with interest, shall we say, ever since. You were right about him, you just couldn't prove it.
[as she sees Mikael packing his things from their office]
Erika Berger: We're in the middle of the worst crisis ever and you're writing a memoir?
Mikael Blomkvist: You fired me, I need something to do.
Erika Berger: You fired you. I need you here, not the North Pole. Mikael, you know what this is going to look like.
Mikael Blomkvist: Yeah. Like I've been gutted, like I'm running away. I am. Wennerström wants to see me waving a white flag, not a red flag. The more it looks like there's a problem between you and me, the more it'll satisfy him.
Erika Berger: There is a problem between you and me, he won't be satisfied until he shuts us down. You're leaving me here to fight him alone.
Mikael Blomkvist: It's four hours by train.
[he goes to kiss her but she turns her face and he kisses her cheek instead]
Erika Berger: It's not the North Pole.
[after Mikael has arrived on the island, Vanger shows him around the island]
Henrik Vanger: The entire island is owned by my family. Your closest neighbor is my brother Harald. Another Nazi, if can believe. Two in the family. Oh, yes. He's quite detestable, to put it nicely. But you probably never see him, he's a recluse.
Mikael Blomkvist: He was there that day?
Henrik Vanger: Indeed, he was. His daughter, Cecilia, lives over there.
[he points to a house nearby]
They don't speak.
Mikael Blomkvist: Does anybody speak to anybody on this island?
Henrik Vanger: Actually, Isabella, Harriet's mother, who lives there.
[pointing to another house nearby]
Henrik Vanger: She speaks to Harald, which is one of the reasons I don't speak to her.
Mikael Blomkvist: Right.
Henrik Vanger: Cecilia's brother, Birger, lives over there.
[pointing to another house]
Mikael Blomkvist: Who doesn't he speak to?
Henrik Vanger: You, probably. But you uh...wouldn't him want him to, he can be just as unpleasant as Harald.
Mikael Blomkvist: Quickly losing track of how is who here.
Henrik Vanger: Oh, how you'd wish it were always so. Soon you will know us all, only too well, with my apologies.
Henrik Vanger: Now out there, my grandnephew Martin's house, Harriet's brother.
Mikael Blomkvist: Who speaks to him?
Henrik Vanger: I speak to him. He runs the company now, as I think I told you.
[they hear a gunshot in the distance]
Henrik Vanger: Oh, someone shooting his dinner. Gunnar, probably.
Mikael Blomkvist: Oh, yes. I met him earlier.
Henrik Vanger: He was nineteen when Harriet disappeared. He lives over there.
Mikael Blomkvist: And you live there?
[Mikael points to the large house behind them]
Henrik Vanger: Sorry?
Mikael Blomkvist: Your house?
Henrik Vanger: Oh, yes! Yes, you're right. The man who hires a detective should always be kept on the suspects lists.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: The fact that I never found the body was not surprising. You can't dig up an entire island, but neither could I find the motive. Was it spontaneous? Was it calculated? Did she know something someone wish she didn't? Was it about business?
Mikael Blomkvist: Business? Well, she was sixteen.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: And very bright. Henrik told me and many others he could easily see her running the company one day.
Mikael Blomkvist: She was with some friends that day, at a parade.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: She told them she was feeling unwell. She left early. But they also told me, she kept secrets from them too. The main thing I learned was that teenage girls are complicated.
Mikael Blomkvist: I have one.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: Then you know.
Mikael Blomkvist: I wanted to um...ask you about this.
he takes out a small notebook and hold it in front of Morell
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: She received that from Henrik the Christmas before.
I've studied it more times than I can say, I know ever page.
Mikael Blomkvist: It's the last page that I was curious about...
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: As was I.
Mikael Blomkvist: The list of names, numbers must have some significance.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: They were all local phone numbers. The first belonged to a woman called Margot, whose mother was Magda, who denied knowing Harriet. The fourth, R.L. belonged to Rosemary Lasson, an elderly woman who died some years before. The other three were not connected in any way that I could find.
Mikael Blomkvist: I reminded you of things you'd rather forget, I'm sorry.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: I can't forget. It's my Rebecka case.
Mikael Blomkvist: I don't know what that is.
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: Every policeman has at least one unsolved case to obsesss over. Back then we had an officer, Hortonsenson, year after year he kept going back to this Rebecka case, taking out the files, studying them over and over. We were young, we laughed at him.
Mikael Blomkvist: And that was also a missing girl case?
Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: No, no, no. That's not why I mentioned it. I'm talking about the soul of a policeman. Poor Hortonsenson never solved it, and he never let it go.
[after Lisbeth's legal guardian has a stroke, she becomes ward of the state and is placed under guardianship of Bjurman, a lawyer]
Nils Bjurman: Now what exactly do you do at this security company?
Lisbeth Salander: Make coffee, sort the mail.
Nils Bjurman: But not full-time, not even part-time consistently. They some how got along without coffee or mail in July and August?
[Lisbeth does not answer]
Nils Bjurman: How much do you make there?
Lisbeth Salander: Enough.
Nils Bjurman: How much is your rent?
Lisbeth Salander: I pay my rent.
Nils Bjurman: And when was the last time you were late?
Lisbeth Salander: Never.
Nils Bjurman: You think that thing through your eyebrow makes you attractive?
Nils Bjurman: Here's the problem, there's a discrepancy between the obligation of Mr. Palmgren's guardianship and the management of your finances.
Lisbeth Salander: There's no discrepancy or problem. It was clear to him I could manage my own finances.
Nils Bjurman: It's not clear to me.
Nils Bjurman: No, you are not. But you were. Now between then and now you were committed to the ward of St. Stevens, where you continue to display a violent aggression and you failed to adapt to four foster homes. Arrested twice for intoxication, twice for narcotics, again for assault. Smashing a bottle into a man's face, and that's not even that long ago. Now you may have conned Mr. Palmgren into thinking that you have changed, but when I'm looking at this, not to mention they way you're looking at me now, I don't think you have. So, the good old Mr. Palmgren days are over. Starting now, you will be given a monthly allowance, you will provide me with receipts for your expenses and if the numbers don't balance, I will have to assume the difference is going to drugs.
Lisbeth Salander: I've taken care of myself since I was ten.
Nils Bjurman: State has taken care of you. Miss Salander, please look at me, this is important. Since your behavior is elaborately documented in here, it will come as a shock to no one if I chose an alternative to the very lenient arrangement I've just outlined. Would you prefer institutionalization?
[Mikael is at Martin Vanger's house discussing Harriet's disappearance]
Martin Vanger: Everything changed after that. Not just the family, but the company as well.
Mikael Blomkvist: How so?
Martin Vanger: We're not Ericsson or Ikea, but we're still the largest family owned company in the country. In our hight we had forty thousand employees, we have about half that now and that downward slide began after my sister's death. It broke Henrik's entrepreneurial spirit, and his heart.
Mikael Blomkvist: You were here that day, yes?
Martin Vanger: I came in a little later after the accident on the bridge with the four thirty train.
Mikael Blomkvist: I know it well.
Martin Vanger: We had a terrible day. And the days after, searching, not finding, even worse.
[Cecilia pays a visit to Mikael at his cottage and notices Mikael's notes of the Vanger family tree on the wall]
Cecilia Vanger: We are all uncomfortable with the idea of a chronicle of our family.
Mikael Blomkvist: It's not about the family. It's about Henrik and the company.
Cecilia Vanger: Like I said.
Mikael Blomkvist: It's not my intention to present a malicious portrait of anyone.
Cecilia Vanger: Unlike the one that landed you in court?
Mikael Blomkvist: Unlike that one, yes.
Cecilia Vanger: So what you're saying is you're not really here to find out what happened to Harriet?
Mikael Blomkvist: I can't ignore such a dramatic event. But no, that's by no means my focus.
Cecilia Vanger: And all those boxes that Gunnar carted down here? Which are where? In the closet now? Those weren't Henrik's private investigation? I wonder who's sometimes crazier, my Nazi father or my obsessed uncle.
Mikael Blomkvist: Since you're talking about her, since you brought her up, what was she like? What was Harriet like?
Cecilia Vanger: I'm sure Henrik has told you.
Mikael Blomkvist: He was my age back then, he couldn't know what was really going on with a teenager, anymore than I could my own daughter. You were the same age.
Cecilia Vanger: Actually, my sister Anita was closer to her in age. She knew Harriet better than anyone. You should talk to her.
Mikael Blomkvist: I'd love to. Where is she?
Cecilia Vanger: If I had to guess, London.
Mikael Blomkvist: You don't know where your own sister lives?
Cecilia Vanger: I haven't seen her in years. We never really got along.
Mikael Blomkvist: I'm getting used to that comment.
Cecilia Vanger: She hates this place even more than I do. She left, moved to London, that was it. You couldn't pay her to send a Christmas card, much less visit.
Mikael Blomkvist: I'll track her down for you.
Cecilia Vanger: If you do, I'd try talking to her about us. Don't be surprised if she tells you to fuck off.
[after Lisbeth's computer is damaged during an attempted mugging she goes to Bjurman to get money for a replacement]
Nils Bjurman: Have you ever had any sexually transmitted diseases? And when was the last time that you were tested for HIV? How many partners have you had in the last month? And how many of those were men?
[Lisbeth gives him a cold look]
Nils Bjurman: It's regulation, I have to ask these things. It's a health matter.
Lisbeth Salander: Write what you want.
Nils Bjurman: And Why do you need such an expensive computer?
Lisbeth Salander: For work.
Nils Bjurman: Making coffees, sorting mail.
Lisbeth Salander: I shouldn't even have to ask, I should have control of my money.
Nils Bjurman: And you will. Once you learn to be sociable, get along with people. Huh? Can you do that?
[Lisbeth doesn't answer]
Nils Bjurman: Why don't we start with that now?
[he walks over to where Lisbeth is sitting]
Nils Bjurman: Why don't we start with me? You do something for me, I do something for you. It's what normal people do.
[he takes Lisbeth's bag from her lap and drops it the ground]
Nils Bjurman: I want you to have that computer.
[he takes her hand and puts it on his crotch]
Nils Bjurman: Feel that? Unzip it.
[she unzips his trousers]
Nils Bjurman: And?
[Lisbeth sits still, not looking at him]
Nils Bjurman: And?
[she gives him a cold look and starts giving him a hand job]
Nils Bjurman: I like the resistance, it's almost convincing.
[he grabs her head and shoves it at his crotch where she starts to give him a blow job]
[Mikael finds Anita in London working as an investment banker]
Anita Vanger: So, you're looking for investment counselling.
Mikael Blomkvist: Well, I would be if I had any money.
Anita Vanger: Sorry, I don't understand.
Mikael Blomkvist: I'm writing a biography of your uncle, Henrik. That's...that's why I'm here.
Anita Vanger: I haven't seen him in over twenty years. Uh...actually, it's a lot more than that. I haven't seen my sister, I haven't seen anyone in that family.
Mikael Blomkvist: Most of my what I'm writing about pre-dates that. So, any recollections of that?
Anita Vanger: I don't know where to start, if that was the question.
Mikael Blomkvist: Well, let me narrow it down. I've gotten up to the nineteen sixties, to the event that, you know, changed everything in Henrik's life.
Anita Vanger: Harriet. Uh...everything that I know about that I told to...whatever his name was.
Mikael Blomkvist: Morell.
Anita Vanger: My recollections were a lot better then than they are now.
Mikael Blomkvist: I'm not really speaking about the event itself, I just want to get a clearer sense as to what Harriet was like.
Anita Vanger: She was very messed up. Just like all us Vanger kids really, but crazy mother, drunken father. At least her father wasn't a Nazi.
Mikael Blomkvist: Was he abusive?
Anita Vanger: Mine?
Mikael Blomkvist: No, hers.
Anita Vanger: Not that I ever saw, but you could tell that something was going on. Some days she'd be very withdrawn, and then the next minute she'd be putting on makeup and wearing the tightest sweater that she had to school, and then she'd be studying her bible like a nun. No Vanger was ever religious. Can you imagine? She was obviously very unhappy.
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