The Trio (2026) s01e01 Episode Script
Episode 1
1
It's the unhappy endings you remember.
That's just how it is.
Do you really think it will be?
THE TRIO
Up the stairs, down the hall.
Nobody ever gets to know nobody.
We're under a life-long sentence
to solitary confinement
inside our own lonely skins,
for as long as we live on this earth."
See you Friday.
I'm not in this class.
But I think you knew my parents.
No, it's convenient. I'll just…
Oops.
I'm in town for Dad's retrospective.
But there's a lot I want to know.
20… Oh my god.
It just means that I'm not 20.
But…that's when you guys met, right?
1645…
No need to take off your shoes…
Fuck!
As you can see, we're true bookworms here.
Borrow whatever you want.
Thora, our daughter.
She'll be studying law at the university.
Well, this is where we have dinner.
At least when we have guests.
I'm Laura. We'll talk more later.
I'm off to the theater.
Laura… My wife.
I'm sure I will.
We'll deal with that later.
Yeah…
MOM
What? What the hell…
What is it?
Sorry. It was nothing.
I thought I saw your dad.
But sweetie, you've been gone for a year.
What can I say? I said I was sorry.
Let me introduce you.
It's not weird, I'm your mom…
This is Thora, the daughter of the house.
Hi.
Come sit down.
What are you doing today, Hugo?
I thought I'd go to the university,
What are you doing today?
I'm going to paint today.
No one doubts that.
Finally. Did you make it there safely?
Yeah, I did.
Have you made any new friends?
Mom, I just got here.
What the hell…
I bet their place is big. Nice…
Yeah, they… They have a nice place.
Yeah. Thanks, Mom.
c.font-styleitalic-Oh…
-But I'm not crying!
Have you heard from your dad?
No, should I have?
No, I was just thinking… No, no.
Okay.
c.font-styleitalic-Take care of yourself, sweetie.
FOLLOW
Art, literature or theater?
Literature.
You know, selling arms and all that.
Oh please, that has nothing to do with it.
Brita, you're not very nice, either.
Hugo! What would you say?
It's okay to be honest.
Well, nice.
Fun.
Here…
Does it bother you that I'm into guys?
No, not at all.
I just thought you and Thora were like…
Sometimes.
But we sleep together, sometimes.
As you know.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…
I wasn't standing there watching.
I'm sorry, it was stupid of me.
Hugo, relax. It's on the house.
And now…
I'm not very good at dancing.
Are you here?
Are you here?
Step, step, step…
Damn, slow down!
Exactly! Exactly! Exactly, Hugo!
Don't let me go.
Thora Stiller?
Give her my best.
That should suit a Stiller.
-Orc.font-styleitalic War and Peace.
Ebba Waddelius?
Yes, definitely.
Where should we go? Somewhere cheap.
I'll be right back. I'm just gonna…
You really want people to like you.
Yes, who doesn't want to be liked?
Maybe liked by some.
No.
Yeah, they think I'm a snob.
Or just insecure.
What do you think?
See you around.
What if he's stalking me?
He doesn't look like a literature major.
I think Hugo is really sweet. I like him.
That's what your problem is.
No, not really.
You're also a culture student.
But your parents don't like me.
It feels like home.
You're my home.
Oh, I've missed you.
Did you think about him when you came?
Why would I?
Mom is selling the Lärkstaden apartment.
Does that make you sad?
What's this…?
I thought you might want them.
What happened between you guys?
What often happens. We drifted apart.
I don't get that from Mom.
It's more what she doesn't say.
They're really dirty. I'm buying new ones.
A question…
Do you think I should wear lipstick?
Yeah.
Yeah…
You don't look like a literature major.
So what do they look like?
But I needed to get away from there.
Get a change of scenery, you know.
What's your thesis about?
About…
A Streetcar Named Desire?
Exciting. What's so fascinating about it?
Family secrets and love as…
Well…
Love as…?
As a kind of exploitation.
You're not very romantic, right?
Well…
Really? How so?
It never stops longing.
Wow.
What a goddess.
Are you going like that?
I don't know where you're going.
We're going to a party.
Do you want to come?
Of course you're coming.
We're going to a party!
You're just like her. It's almost scary.
Appearance-wise, you mean?
Not just that.
She's here as well.
Maybe you can drop by?
I forgot that I have office hours.
I have to… I'm sorry…
Okay. But you can drop by Gallery Malcolm.
That's where we are.
No, keep them.
Thanks.
It's the unhappy endings you remember.
That's just how it is.
Do you really think it will be?
THE TRIO
Up the stairs, down the hall.
Nobody ever gets to know nobody.
We're under a life-long sentence
to solitary confinement
inside our own lonely skins,
for as long as we live on this earth."
See you Friday.
I'm not in this class.
But I think you knew my parents.
No, it's convenient. I'll just…
Oops.
I'm in town for Dad's retrospective.
But there's a lot I want to know.
20… Oh my god.
It just means that I'm not 20.
But…that's when you guys met, right?
1645…
No need to take off your shoes…
Fuck!
As you can see, we're true bookworms here.
Borrow whatever you want.
Thora, our daughter.
She'll be studying law at the university.
Well, this is where we have dinner.
At least when we have guests.
I'm Laura. We'll talk more later.
I'm off to the theater.
Laura… My wife.
I'm sure I will.
We'll deal with that later.
Yeah…
MOM
What? What the hell…
What is it?
Sorry. It was nothing.
I thought I saw your dad.
But sweetie, you've been gone for a year.
What can I say? I said I was sorry.
Let me introduce you.
It's not weird, I'm your mom…
This is Thora, the daughter of the house.
Hi.
Come sit down.
What are you doing today, Hugo?
I thought I'd go to the university,
What are you doing today?
I'm going to paint today.
No one doubts that.
Finally. Did you make it there safely?
Yeah, I did.
Have you made any new friends?
Mom, I just got here.
What the hell…
I bet their place is big. Nice…
Yeah, they… They have a nice place.
Yeah. Thanks, Mom.
c.font-styleitalic-Oh…
-But I'm not crying!
Have you heard from your dad?
No, should I have?
No, I was just thinking… No, no.
Okay.
c.font-styleitalic-Take care of yourself, sweetie.
FOLLOW
Art, literature or theater?
Literature.
You know, selling arms and all that.
Oh please, that has nothing to do with it.
Brita, you're not very nice, either.
Hugo! What would you say?
It's okay to be honest.
Well, nice.
Fun.
Here…
Does it bother you that I'm into guys?
No, not at all.
I just thought you and Thora were like…
Sometimes.
But we sleep together, sometimes.
As you know.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…
I wasn't standing there watching.
I'm sorry, it was stupid of me.
Hugo, relax. It's on the house.
And now…
I'm not very good at dancing.
Are you here?
Are you here?
Step, step, step…
Damn, slow down!
Exactly! Exactly! Exactly, Hugo!
Don't let me go.
Thora Stiller?
Give her my best.
That should suit a Stiller.
-Orc.font-styleitalic War and Peace.
Ebba Waddelius?
Yes, definitely.
Where should we go? Somewhere cheap.
I'll be right back. I'm just gonna…
You really want people to like you.
Yes, who doesn't want to be liked?
Maybe liked by some.
No.
Yeah, they think I'm a snob.
Or just insecure.
What do you think?
See you around.
What if he's stalking me?
He doesn't look like a literature major.
I think Hugo is really sweet. I like him.
That's what your problem is.
No, not really.
You're also a culture student.
But your parents don't like me.
It feels like home.
You're my home.
Oh, I've missed you.
Did you think about him when you came?
Why would I?
Mom is selling the Lärkstaden apartment.
Does that make you sad?
What's this…?
I thought you might want them.
What happened between you guys?
What often happens. We drifted apart.
I don't get that from Mom.
It's more what she doesn't say.
They're really dirty. I'm buying new ones.
A question…
Do you think I should wear lipstick?
Yeah.
Yeah…
You don't look like a literature major.
So what do they look like?
But I needed to get away from there.
Get a change of scenery, you know.
What's your thesis about?
About…
A Streetcar Named Desire?
Exciting. What's so fascinating about it?
Family secrets and love as…
Well…
Love as…?
As a kind of exploitation.
You're not very romantic, right?
Well…
Really? How so?
It never stops longing.
Wow.
What a goddess.
Are you going like that?
I don't know where you're going.
We're going to a party.
Do you want to come?
Of course you're coming.
We're going to a party!
You're just like her. It's almost scary.
Appearance-wise, you mean?
Not just that.
She's here as well.
Maybe you can drop by?
I forgot that I have office hours.
I have to… I'm sorry…
Okay. But you can drop by Gallery Malcolm.
That's where we are.
No, keep them.
Thanks.