国家电视台天气预报主持人萨尔瓦多退休后在一家私人电视台重新找到一份工作，但女儿劳拉和女婿马可从乌克兰领养了一个女孩马柳斯卡，打乱了萨尔瓦多的计划。孩子的到来给一家人带来了欢乐，但也带来了烦恼，甚至影响到了劳拉和马可的关系。在老人的帮助下，一家人又变得其乐融融。 　　不幸的是,劳拉和马可度假回来的路上发生严重车祸,夫妇两个人先后离开人世,有关部门需要重新决定马柳斯卡的去向……

国家电视台天气预报主持人萨尔瓦多退休后在一家私人电视台重新找到一份工作，但女儿劳拉和女婿马可从乌克兰领养了一个女孩马柳斯卡，打乱了萨尔瓦多的计划。孩子的到来给一家人带来了欢乐，但也带来了烦恼，甚至影响到了劳拉和马可的关系。在老人的帮助下，一家人又变得其乐融融。 　　不幸的是,劳拉和马可度假回来的路上发生严重车祸,夫妇两个人先后离开人世,有关部门需要重新决定马柳斯卡的去向……

分段式恐怖片，包括《饥饿小乔》，《勿忘我草》，《血红之水》，《传送福音》

分段式恐怖片，包括《饥饿小乔》，《勿忘我草》，《血红之水》，《传送福音》

Karim and Hebba are a young married and loving couple. Both have great careers. Karim is just about to be appointed as editor-in-chief of the greatest governmental newspaper. Hebba is the hostess of much appreciated TV programs about female victims, e.g. daughters who are buried alive because of improper behaviour, people drowning when attempting illegal immigration to Europe. Karim is told that he will only be appointed if his wife avoids political topics. He does persuade her to make programs on ordinary people instead. But her "non-political" programs will become even more repugnant to the authorities

Karim and Hebba are a young married and loving couple. Both have great careers. Karim is just about to be appointed as editor-in-chief of the greatest governmental newspaper. Hebba is the hostess of much appreciated TV programs about female victims, e.g. daughters who are buried alive because of improper behaviour, people drowning when attempting illegal immigration to Europe. Karim is told that he will only be appointed if his wife avoids political topics. He does persuade her to make programs on ordinary people instead. But her "non-political" programs will become even more repugnant to the authorities

No one wants to listen to a polite, but persistent elderly man, Mr. Johnson, who has a strange theory about the recent "stocking murders" of three young women. His theory? That the third murder was committed by a copycat killer. First the old man, arming himself with a phony name, goes to the police, getting an audience with the very lieutenant who led the investigation, and the lieutenant dismisses his theory, but not before briefly conceding the point that the prime suspect, already in custody, confessed to only two of the three murders (having nothing to lose, it would seem, by confessing to the third). Next, Mr. Johnson, using another alias, seeks and finds a newspaper reporter, who is boozing it up with a floozy - by chance, the very reporter who covered the story, and Mr. Johnson and his ideas are not only dismissed once again, but the condescending bartender practically throws the old man out the door. Finally, at wit's end, Mr. Johnson, no longer hiding behind a false name, consults with a priest and seems to be on the verge of confessing something horrible himself. After all, he seems to know way too much about the life of the last murder victim. Still, the well-meaning priest finds the old man is guilty of nothing more than an unseemly obsession with a tabloid story. The police must know what they're doing, don't they? Feeling utterly ignored, Mr. Johnson goes home to his wife, and even she chides him for "thinking about things too much."

No one wants to listen to a polite, but persistent elderly man, Mr. Johnson, who has a strange theory about the recent "stocking murders" of three young women. His theory? That the third murder was committed by a copycat killer. First the old man, arming himself with a phony name, goes to the police, getting an audience with the very lieutenant who led the investigation, and the lieutenant dismisses his theory, but not before briefly conceding the point that the prime suspect, already in custody, confessed to only two of the three murders (having nothing to lose, it would seem, by confessing to the third). Next, Mr. Johnson, using another alias, seeks and finds a newspaper reporter, who is boozing it up with a floozy - by chance, the very reporter who covered the story, and Mr. Johnson and his ideas are not only dismissed once again, but the condescending bartender practically throws the old man out the door. Finally, at wit's end, Mr. Johnson, no longer hiding behind a false name, consults with a priest and seems to be on the verge of confessing something horrible himself. After all, he seems to know way too much about the life of the last murder victim. Still, the well-meaning priest finds the old man is guilty of nothing more than an unseemly obsession with a tabloid story. The police must know what they're doing, don't they? Feeling utterly ignored, Mr. Johnson goes home to his wife, and even she chides him for "thinking about things too much."