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The Hepcat

Are you OK?

Nothing serious.

I'm so sorry, I couldn't help it.

It was my fault. I was in a hurry to catch the tram...

- Has the tram gone? - Yes... I suppose so.

- Can I give you a lift? - In that thing?!

- Is there something wrong with it? - No...

Come on then! I'm in a bit of a hurry, too.

Where are you going to?

To Klara Community Hall.

- So... whereabouts is that? - In Klara.

- 17 West Church St., Klara. - Thank you.

So what's the big attraction there?

A discussion debate about "When Will World Revolution Come?"

Sound like a fun Saturday night.

Obviously not YOUR cup of tea.

No. As a bit of a hepcat, I prefer Karl Gerhard to Karl Marx.

- Thanks for the lift. Have fun! - Same to you.

Give my warmest regards to the revolutionaries!

Who the hell was that?

Don't know... He never told me.

- Where have you been? - Klara Community Hall.

I'll explain later.

With rhythmic swaying hips, we hepcats come on stage...

Our trousers creased, with noble gait, our style is all the rage...

Our glances offer promise to the walkers on the Strand...

But why the sudden silence from the army's big brass band?

Yes!... For there we see a hepcat, with pants as sharp as a knife...

Suede shoes on his feet, coz jazz for him is life...

His body's oh so slender, his smile is more a smirk...

he loves his tiny waistline... for his hair, he sighs...

He and all the pretty hepcats wear makeup on their eyes...

as they gorge on little pastries and then the Royal for evening highs.

The one who wears high heels, jazz-dances like a pro...

And in syncopation, shakes his bottom so!

"Liberty, equality, fraternity" are words constantly thrown around here.

They're as worn as the soles of the unemployed in the soup-kitchen queues...

As empty as the eyes of a hungry child...

As weak as a pauper's hands.

What good are words, when it's action that's required to create justice?

We have to fight for our rights!

There are still those who drive around in luxury cars...

...for no other reason than their own enjoyment.

But the day will come when social parasites are forced to learn

...they'll need to exert themselves and work like us...

...to have a chance of existing in the society of the future...

...a workers' society, based on equality! Thank you.

What on earth are you doing?!

- It's fun to watch them getting cockeyed! - It's enough you're already there.

- Where's your sense of humour? - I don't have that sort...

It's time I drove you home.

I've no desire at all to do that. Since you're so stupid, I'll stay the night.

I'm sure Hubbe won't mind... Hubbe!

Is there any grub in this fucking joint...?

Would you please mind your language!

- There's not a crumb in the house. - What?! Nothing to eat?

To think what I might have had...

Come on, calm down!

You won't starve. Come on get up.

I've got a sure thing for you!

The little dark one? Too old.

This is about money... Got some spare cash?

Don't ask me... ask the bank.

Buy matches!

You say I should buy matches?

Buy Kreuger shares... got it from my dad.

I've never heard of Kreuger.

Hey there, you with the hot-dogs!

We're hungry here... come up!

That'll cost overtime.

We'll pay 50 �re each!

50 �re on overtime? No way! 1 krona might do it.

1 krona then... But hurry it up.

Plus 10 �re for mustard. Home made!

A regular financial genius.

- Want to hear another one? - Yes... read on.

This one's not so optimistic.

That doesn't matter.

I long for my home... home to the churchyard I hold dear.

The flowers bloom... they're blooming there...

It lies above the sea, high and free...

Singular songs sings the wind there...

As I lay in death's embrace... a moment so very dear was buried there...

Forever sings the sea below, of all that died, and yet shall never die.

Oblivious of all that's sung, the flowers bloom in beauty.

What do you think?

Yes, it's beautiful... but it scares me.

You mean it's ME that scares you?

Erik, why do feel that way?

Don't really know.

Your poems seem to say that death is the most beautiful thing in life.

I know. It's always been like that.

A sort of longing that I can't free myself of. It's in a poem.

Wait and you'll hear.

- One with lots of mustard! - I'll have one more.

- Interested in a good business deal? - Matches...?

Open a nightclub! I've got the location, but I want to buy a coffee plantation in Kenya.

A nightclub in Stockholm?!

- What's that mean? - A licence to print money!

You can count on Emile Bergstr�m!

So that's your opinion as a financial genius?!

- How much do you want? - 60,000.

- What do you reckon, Emile? - Offer 50...

- Emile says 50. - All right...

- There you are. - 10,000 for a frankfurter.

So we've got ourselves a nightclub.

Stockholm's First Nightclub Opening tonight

Start it and we'll see... Not so fast!

- How's it going? Nearly ready?

We don't have lamps, tables or chairs.

- But it's all under control! - Let's hope so.

- How are the reservations? - 400 close friends have the best table.

Wait till you see the dancing girls!

They're supposed to be good. Are they cute?

- Where have you put Eva Dickson? - The table by the railing.

- And the Bondes? - Carl and Ebba? Wait...!

You'll need to check the list... can't keep a peerage directory in my head.

Hey, those crystal thingummies are jangling at the entrance.

You again?! I seem to be destined to keep colliding with you.

I prefer it without the car.

- Wha are you doing here? - I'm working here.

- You're not managing the cold buffet...! - No, I'm one of the "Teddy Girls" dancers.

Maybe this time I can find out who YOU are?

I'm... Teddy!

Thanks for the evening!

Teddy Girls!

You're welcome to join us at my place afterwards, Emile...

There's just be 15 or 20 of us.

Thanks, there's still a lot to do. Some other time.

The girls can come, can't they?

Only one said no... the little fair one 2nd from right.

- She didn't want to come? - No.

- Excuse me, who owns that car there? - That Mr Anker's... the club's owner.

Well, in that case... Where's the staff entrance?

First on the left.

- Can't you come anyway? - Dressed like this? - It doesn't matter

You could dash home and change.

She doesn't dare because of her genius poet.

It's not that! I just don't want to.

How can you be bothered with a guy who won't let you talk to anyone else?

- I don't get it. - But it's me who's in love with him.

No. You're just afraid of him.

Good night! Have a good time!

Do you have to keep going on at her? It's a shame, but he's an egomaniac.

That's what I'm trying to make her realise.

Who is it?

There party at the boss's place is off... Some other time.

I'm fixing us a bit of a supper.

- Erik! - Have I come at the wrong time?

Not at all. I just wasn't expecting to see you till tomorrow..

I was sitting writing and then I thought I could see you home.

Why didn't you say anything?!

That you were invited to HIS place!

That rich guy, Anker...

I only heard about it today.

Can't you see that you only got the job so he could get at you?

You should be ashamed!

Why? Because I can add 2 plus 2?

How do I know you haven't been seeing each other?

Why can't you trust me? Why do you have to be so jealous?

What you're imagining is just nonsense. Truly!

Truly!... Every woman in your situation just lies. Thanks... I can tell!

You're not a whit better than all the others.

Well, what a surprise!

I changed my mind.

How nice! Come in!

Let me help you.

It's so quiet!

I cancelled the party because of you.

- Then I'll... - No... certainly not!

You went to the trouble of coming... you can't just run off like that.

I really SHOULD though, anyway.

The only thing you SHOULD do, is AVOID doing that.

Take off your hat.

Welcome to my noble abode.

Make yourself comfortable... I'll be back in a moment.

Don't judge me by the art collection.

They aren't my taste... just Grandpa's investments.

- So you don't like Dalarna girls? - No, not at all!

Neither "Midsummer Dance" or "Sauna Bathing". Apologies to Zorn.

And to my grandmother...

That's her dancing there. She was one of Zorn's favourite models.

Dear me!... are you from Dalarna?!

Aye, sire, that I be!

That sounded sweet. I take back what I said. Dalarna girls are delightful!

Cheers, Miss...

Ingel. We're not formal in Dalarna... I'm Karin.

- Good night. Thanks for this evening. - When can I see you tomorrow?

- At the club. - That'll be 10 o'clock.

I really can't wait that long.

- I'll pick you up at 12.30. - You just decide, do you?

I'm sorry, but I have rehearsals on.

Say you can't make it! Make up something...

I don't like making things up.

Good night.

Allow me to introduce myself... Erik Jonsson, writer.

Karin and I have been going together for a year.

We had an argument tonight, concerning you. I came to tell her I was sorry.

Why didn't you do that, then?

I thought there was no reason any longer.

- Just because you saw us together? - That can only mean one thing.

I don't care what you think of me, but you can't think much of Karin.

Not think much of her? I love her.

What about you? What does she mean to you?

After a month you'll toss her aside like a pair of soiled gloves.

I don't know what Karin means for me. I haven't had the time.

But I'd say she's not the sort of girl to let herself be soiled by either of us.

- What's that called? - I don't know... there are no words to it.

- Is it yours? - Yes.

We don't have time for this... Now get started.

Pick up a balloon... quicker...

Stand up! Ready!

And... Now!

It's fixed! I've got 4 new tables. We can squeeze them in by the bar.

I was thinking we could take over the umbrella store into a private dining room...

- Why not take over the whole property? - Why not? Build a skyscraper!

- We'll take a floor at a time... - One can have a vision for the future.

We have to get ourselves a new girl. Karin is finishing up.

And she was the really pretty one. Why is that?

She's getting married.

That doesn't stop her staying here!

Her prospective husband doesn't want her to.

I can have a word to him. Who is it?

Me.

Mr Anker?! Are you going to...

Yes... but she doesn't know it yet.

Would the bride and groom step through here.

Dear little Karin! To think I'd get to photograph you like this!

Come on now!

Only you could get me into a top hat!

- Are you happy with me? - What do you think?

I am very very happy with you.

- It's just so awful... - Awful? What is?

That it can't always be like this. It's like it is down there in the casino.

Suddenly one evening you're winning, no matter how crazily you play...

...how irresponsibly you behave...

But you know that sooner or later your luck must turn.

Not mine... I should say our luck.

What if there's a war?

Silly girl, there'll never be another war, we can be sure of that.

The world's learned a lesson that it will never forget...

...and Germany is crushed for all time.

There's nothing for us to worry about.

What about the poor?

The poor?

What happens when they become aware... and want to better their situation?

You're on your honeymoon in Nice...

That doesn't mean I have to ignore problems that you don't think about!

- Don't laugh at me! - I'm not laughing at all, darling.

But you take the weight of the world on your shoulders.

You just think I'm stupid.

Not stupid... unwise perhaps.

Why make life sad for yourself, unnecessarily...

...about things that we two can't fix? I love you. Isn't that enough?

Yes... so long as you always do.

- Sorry I'm late! - Shh! It's dance music from The Savoy in London!

- No... now it's gone! - But I'm home now!...

So you put it back!

What?

You know very well what I mean... That photo!

I think you're so cute in it!

I'm cute enough, here and now!

- That's where it'll stay! - So YOU think...

What did you say?

Nothing... You're very late!

It was Emile's fault. We've been sitting at the council building authority since 3.

Now we can build to two floors... What have you been up to?

The usual. Went for a walk... Did a bit of shopping.

Karin...

Are you unhappy?

Unhappy? No...not at all.

Honestly, now... Not just a little bit?

Well... a little bit sometimes... It gets so lonely in this big house.

- I've nothing to do. - We'll have to do something about that.

What would be really truly fun?

To stand on a stage again.

I can't have my wife as a chorus girl.

What about as a singer?

That's a different thing.

Do you think you're good enough?

I can always try.

I can start by taking some singing lessons.

Excuse me sir, there's a phone call.

I've said no calls while we're eating.

It's from abroad... Oslo.

Who on earth do I know there?

It's a Mr Ernst Rolf.

You've had enough kisses and cuddles so tight...

Golden rings and presents galore...

I believed all your lies and deceit, black as night...

I'm a miserable wretch, that's for sure!

Your only pleasure now is for treasure now...

Where's the promise you gave behind the barn?

First you fleec�d me Then you cheated me...

And those things one never forgets.

You could just hide you falsity, my unfaithful friend...

You could have sworn to be good and true...

For it would likely occur that I'd forgive you again...

...and you'd be happy with my love of you!

But it has pained me so that you have stained me so...

Slandered me so behind my back...

When I heard how you'd lied Deep inside me I cried...

But my only defence was attack!

You are quiet for now that I've proven myself...

In every sort of love that there is on the shelf...

Every second bird out there wants to make me a dad...

I'm standing up there to sing! God, I'm regretting this!

You'll be great!

- Is the wig straight? - Perfect!

Up you go!

- Hang on! or I'll get shaken off! - Trust me, it won't move.

...you take your leave of the last girl there...

...and stand firm on deck in a gale-force wind...

Oh what joy, oh what life, what desire!

But love and fidelity are two different things...

and as difficult to judge as the breeze...

So listen you tramp, it's me who's the scamp...

...and I've dozens of others to please!

I've slept one hundred years, they say...

and it feels like it was only yesterday...

when with powdered wig and cheeks bright red.

I walked by the roses' fragrant bed...

I dream of those times day after day...

even though the years are long passed away...

In my wide flowery blue crinoline...

and a lace-trimmed band of muslin

Through cool leafy bowers I walked through the flowers...

Past admiring glances, oh so proud,

...like a smiling china-doll upon a cloud...

Like a bluebell, I was so fine...

That memory I regret...

but I never forget

my wide flowery blue crinoline.

A romantic time of music genteel...

Now blaring pop, that will just make you reel...

Then we all danced the graceful gavotte...

Now it's the shimmy, with jazz that is hot...

But I shall remain just the same...

I'll vanish just as quiet as I came...

In my wide flowery blue crinoline...

and a lace-trimmed band of muslin

Through cool leafy bowers I walked through the flowers...

Past admiring glances, oh so proud...

...like a smiling china-doll upon a cloud...

Like a bluebell, I was so fine...

That memory I regret...

but I never forget...

...my wide flowery blue crinoline.

We'll get our money back, with interest.

It's costing 50,000 more than budgeted!

It doesn't matter. Don't worry.

I want to leave some flowers.

Leave them in the foyer, one flight up.

Nowadays everyone has his say... determines now his future way...

Came the crash, I bought the book... the author's got me off the hook...

I learned it even works in H�lsingland!

Just keep your head up high and say... Better and better day by day...

Better and better day by day!

Only delight the heart can hold... never mind the sorrows and cold!

If things look bad, sing with gusto and delight...

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh! It gets better and better day by day!

For us now crashes hurt us none... extra taxes now are fun...

Of bad temper, I'm now cleaned out...

If I'm not as I seem, I still insist... Thank heavens I'm an optimist.

When banks go broke, and while they're taking down... people like me, I'll say without a frown...

Better and better day by day Better and better day by day!

We can all get our kicks... Life's not all about dough!

But when it plays tricks It's then that I'll go...

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh! It gets better and better day by day

Better and better day by day Better and better day by day

>Only delight the heart can hold... never mind the sorrows and cold!

If things look bad, sing with gusto and delight...

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh! It gets better and better day by day

Better and better day by day!

Jeez, how time flies!

It seems like yesterday I sold my first sausage to you... and the last!

That was another time.

Can I offer my deputy-director a cognac?

He insisted on giving me that title. Give me the bottle!

How is it married to a guy who doesn't care what others think?

You get used to it...

The worst is, it works for him!

What have I told you about that?!

That I put it away.

It'll soon be time...

What if he can't make it!

Well, he's got so far alright.

Things are progressing. The loudspeaker device... Who would have imagined five years ago?

Soon, you might sit at home and watch the flics.

Don't be crazy!

They're working on something in America called "sound film."

Imagine hearing Valentino speak!

Maybe it's something to invest in.

Sound film?!

It'll never get off the ground!

News from Paris... Charles Lindbergh, after 33 hours and 30 minutes, has landed.

Well, he DID make it!

Ring the club. A bottle of champagne on every table, on the house!

- Let's not be too hasty! - Do as I say!

No point in arguing.

Do you know you're the world's greatest despot?

But I love you!

Kreuger lends Germany 125 million dollars for rights.

That's peanuts...

Anker Revue Productions

Hi... is he in?

Yes, but he's talking with America.

With America!

What calamity are you cooking up now?!

Quiet! Rolf's singing a new melody...

It's called "Sonny Boy".

That's costing 200 kr a pop!

- 200 kronor! - He's only been singing 15 minutes.

Sounds great! We'll buy the lot. I'll wire 3,000 dollars. It's GO!

What did you say?

No, I didn't no, I said go.

Right... and hurry home... We have to start rehearsing.

So how are you going?

There's not a town in Scandinavia that'll miss seeing those bananas.

- The new sign... - Anker Film Inc?!

Excellent! Have it put up.

- What have you done? - Skandia Studios was for sale.

So you just bought it!

30 percent of what they asked!

When they're really worth 10...

Not if we make the first Swedish sound-film.

That as well?!

But, hey... Then you can stop, can't you?

No... I have one more idea up my sleeve...

I know... buy the royal palace...

...and turn it into a dance-hall.

That's a thought!

Do you know what Stockholm needs?

- An indoor arena for 20,000. - You're joking!

No... I'm talking to some architects this evening.

This evening?... Bloody hell!

Calm down!... I just want to get an idea of how much money's involved.

Can I use your phone?

Miss Lov�n... send a telegram on my behalf. The greetings one with the flag.

Mrs Karin Anker. Villagatan 2. Stockholm.

"A big hug on your birthday! Emile." Charge it to my account.

Give my regards to the architects!

Happy birthday, darling!

Here you are.

I can tell from the package that you've overdone it again.

- ERIK JONSSON - 'SINGULAR SONGS'

To Karin on her birthday from Erik J.

You shouldn't spoil me like this!

Unfortunately it's the only way that I can spoil you.

I'll sing you a little song as if it were the first time...

...when fate brought us together...

Give to me your little hand... and let me fully understand...

...that you'll never ever leave me.

But let me hear it in your tone of voice...

for it can change the meaning.

Your song though for me is down here on earth...

...a sounding of our love chords.

When I ask to stay on at your place...

Then you should give me a caressing melody...

But sing it in sounds, without any words...

Our hearts want to hear harmony.

Stop the camera!

The sound? Hansson.. How did it sound?!

I think it sounded good.

Is it going to fit to the picture?

Yes... Hope so... We'll see day after tomorrow.

This goddamned sound! Film is pictures! Pictures! Hear me?!

We're ready to run the short film that'll show first... come this way.

It's not very long... I've only concentrated on positive things.

- That sounds sensible. - Yeah... Here we go then.

As a confirmation that horrific years of world war were over...

...this 'dove of peace' flew from Berlin to Stockholm in October 1919...

...symbolically carrying all the resolutions that permanent peace requires.

Among the airship's passengers is Axel Wenner-Gren...

...of vacuum-cleaner and refrigeration fame.

Members of the royal family came to see the 'Bodensee' return to Berlin...

...which included film director Mauritz Stiller and sculptor Axel Pettersson as passengers.

On 1 May 1920 was the first march of workers through the city, to G�rdet Park.

The Social Democratic Party has Hjalmar Branting as prime minister.

Osten Unden is justice minister. Per Albin Hansson, defence minister.

Hjalmar Branting loses in October to De Geer.

Gustav Adolfs Square 1922. Voting for prohibition. The Prohibitionists lose.

1923 radio transmission arrives.

Sven Jerring of the telegraph service is heard wirelessly.

The impulses from the voice travel through the airwaves...

...and are picked up by receivers which turn the impulses back into voices.

Mr Jerring was heard all over the city.

The crown prince has been to England...

...and received a "yes" from Lady Louise Mountbatten...

...daughter of Prince Lugwig of Battenburg and Princess Victoria of Hessen.

On board the "Patricia" the royal couple landed at Gothenberg December 10, 1923.

After a banquet, they travelled by special train to Stockholm.

King Gustav V's motto of "With the people, for the motherland"...

...scores his most democratic victory with the effort he displays...

One of his opponents has said...

"The king is ideal to play against... He's an all-round nice guy."

"Others lose their temper when they lose... the king never can."

The royals are often seen at sports, such as boxing at the Stockholm Velodrome...

...between our sports idol, Harry Persson and American Bud Gorman.

Persson had been disqualified in New York the previous year, in a match against Gorman.

Now it was revenge.

Gorman had no defence and the referee declared Persson the winner on a TKO...

...to the American's powerless despair.

The record crowd were ecstatic...

... and not just the locals and the royal family...

The Swedish Academy was also represented...

...through new member Albert Engstr�m, who's a boxing fan.

Swedish cinema began the 1920s with a bathing beauty, Greta Gustafsson.

She got to meet all the big names of the time.

Two years later in "G�sta Berling's Saga" she took the name Garbo.

"Greta Garbo will become world famous", predicts Ragnar Hylt�n-Cavallius.

Outside the Svenska Theatre we meet G�sta Ekman.

An actor who increases his popularity with every role he plays.

He's on his way to rehearsals with his son Hans.

Spring in Stockholm is getting dangerous. More people are travelling in automobiles.

Pedestrians have to keep to the footpaths.

So, even at Gustav Adolf Square at palace-guard parade time...

...and at the North Bridge where people have to avoid petrol tankers...

...it is certainly not compatible with our beautiful guard-parade tradition.

In an ordinary bathing pool, a swimmer speeds his way to world fame...

...a dauntless youngster by the name of Arne Borg.

On Eldkvarns Place, a building has been under construction since 1911.

Architect Ragnar �stberg shows the building to city councillors.

Handmade bricks from M�lardalen clad the walls...

...that will display a monumental building of great artistic integrity.

Then came Carl Eldh's sculptures...

Strindberg's and Fr�ding's faces put on naked figures, was deemed distasteful.

The right of the artist to speak allegorically....

...received a pointed defense from the author Erik Jonsson.

Kreuger let himself be subjected to a film camera...

...when he, Mary Pickford and Douglas Fairbanks are out on the islands.

Mary Pickford and Douglas Fairbanks are guests of Charles Magnusson...

...the Swedish film industry founder.

The one in the sports cap is the secretive Ivar Kreuger...

...who built the Swedish Match Co. into an international enterprise...

...pumping money into our welfare state.

Are there any changes or can I let it go to cut a negative?

That writer Erik Jonsson... I wasn't aware he was so important.

It's easy to cut him out.

No... leave it as it is... It doesn't matter at all.

Mr Anker's secretary.

No, he's engaged...

Yes, I'll tell him to call you at the bank.

�rtengren... theatre director... I've a 4.30 appointment with Mr Anker.

- He'll be free shortly. - I need an answer before five.

He should only be a few minutes.

The strength of woman has been described throughout the ages...

The sin of Eve was to make a find that would generate strife.

Eve may not have taken the lead, but Adam has not gone off the diet...

...enticed out of fruit and ribs.

It is the woman behind the man she commands...

Even today, we invite Eve's daughter to dishes of fruit compotes.

Who's that singing?!

Her name's... Leander.

- "Her"?! - Yes.

I have to run... If he asks for me, I'm in the exhibition area.

The Greeks all sometimes felt the desires of love...

The hand of woman lit the fire of the Trojan Wars.

- Telegram for Mr Anker. - I can take that, thanks.

- What a voice! - You could say that.

We stop before her... She rules town and village.

You can go now!

...against Cupid's proud army...

where even warriors bled fought and starved...

...a woman was behind it.

I don't suppose you could hurry up...?

Absolutely not.

Thank you Mrs Leander... Come on in Mr �rtengren!

I'm sorry to have kept you waiting... please take a seat.

So what's it about?

I can possibly hire the Oscar Theatre... from the 15th of next month...

To do 'Lady of the Camelias'...

But I don't have the money.

Would you be interested in a business partnership?

It's not my usual style of theatre, but there's always a first time.

- How much do you need? - Around 35-40,000...

I need an answer before 5, otherwise the deal's off.

Who did you see in the title role?

My wife, of course.

- Valborg �rtengren?! - Exactly.

I'm sorry if I sound tactless, but isn't she too old for that role?

Valborg is a great actress.

Yes, of course... But you have to judge it through the eyes of the audience.

- If I'm going guarantor... - My wife draws the public.

Nora in "Dolls House", "Joan of Arc", "Miss Julie"...

You're talking about plays put on 10 or 15 years ago.

Perhaps you have somebody else?

What would you say to a film star? How old should she be?

Around 35... But intelligence is crucial.

Have you seen any of my wife's films?

You aren't suggesting HER for the role?!

Why not?

If that's your understanding of the theatre, there's no point in talking further.

So you don't think she's good enough for that role?

If anyone could turn the lady of the camellias into a minor character, it would be your wife.

I think you should give her the chance!

Today's theatre sensation: Teddy Anker to do 'Lady of the Camellias' with Carina in title role.

- Where the hell is Armand?! - Sorry...

See to the entrances at least!

- You wanted me? - Armand, I need to talk to you.

- I just want to ask you to leave. - Leave?!

Best you get right away from here!

- Right away from Paris... and quickly! - I don't understand at all!

Armand, I beg you...

He intends to challenge you... and I want no misery on my account.

You advise me to be a coward?!

Is there nothing unexpected that can come from you?

I've been so ill this last month, I didn't dare say it.

I feel the evil tearing me apart every day...

No. Stop!

Dear, sweet, little Mrs Anker! That's not the way it's done!

I've no doubt you're doing your very best, but it's just not good enough!

In 10 days it's the opening night... 900 people and top critics sitting out there!

The expect to be gripped by the fate of drama's most heart-rending woman.

And what do they see?! A snivelling little schoolgirl!

We'll break from rehearsals for today.

Postpone the premi�re and get someone else in the role, or scrap the whole disaster.

Her casting is MY decision!

But not with ME as director!

Well I'll get someone else.

Throw in a few songs, and dance numbers too...

...so that the play is completely worthy of your wife's interpretation of the role!

For God's sake stop crying!

Teddy dearest...

Let me drop out... he's right. I'm not good enough. It'll be a disaster

You'll be terrific... believe me... Now go to sleep.

Don't be so totally unreasonable! Get someone else!

No! It'll be as I say!

Do you understand what you'll be risking?

I like taking risks!

And I've succeeded! It'll happen as I say! Now I'd like to get some sleep!

It's been a while...

Are you leaving... before the end?

Sorry, but I've never been a fan of public executions.

"Lady of the Camelias": A student show with trimmings

- Svea... could I have a glass of milk? - Certainly, sir.

S�der 83 87.

Emile... I didn't wake you did I? Good.

You've read the reviews?

Call everyone for 2pm... We'll pay them and close the show.

No... there's no chance! Karin shan't be pilloried again.

See you at the office.

Good morning, Teddy.

I have to talk to you.

Never mind... the show's closed.

It's not about that.

Please sit down... This might take a while.

What is it, Karin?

I didn't sleep a wink last night.

I just tossed and turned, thinking... about you and me and everything.

Our situation...

Why it's come to this... without us even noticing it.

But I'm only understanding why, now that it's too late.

I don't know what you're talking about...

What is it that you hadn't understood?

That you and I don't love each other any more.

But sweetheart, that's crazy talk!

You know that I love you!

No. You don't treat me as your wife.

Yes, what "wife" means... Not just a piece of decoration...

...but a companion that you consult with, and allow to have their own opinion.

You've always decided everything, without considering my feelings.

I won't accept that any longer.

I want to decide for myself what I do, who I talk to...

That's why I'm leaving you now.

Do you mean... for good!?

Yes.

Are you sure that it's the right way?

It's the only way possible... for me.

Only time will tell if I'm right.

I'll go up and pack now.

What do you think, Mr Anker? Photographs will be put in.

It's great. But my name could be a bit bigger...

...after all, I'm paying.

- Otherwise OK'd? - Include the chorus line.

Thanks a lot.

Here are the figures... Every day, the show is losing 1,300 kr!

- That's 39,000 per month! - But what a show it is!

Anyway, it's a hit.

There's a telegram too.

- Bloody hell! - What is it?

Hilton's accepted!...

Who?

Jack Hilton... Europe's most popular jazz-orchestra.

- You can cancel the Chinese troop. - The contract's been signed.

Can't be helped.

- How much is this orchestra per evening? - 200 pounds.

3,600 kr on top of the guaranteed loss we already have!

I've long excused your unsound and disloyal business methods...

...but this is the last straw!

You don't fool either of us that your productions are to made to entertain.

You do it for one reason only... to feed your goddamned ego.

You used to be decent... spoiled perhaps... but what is meant by "a fine fellow".

You're so conceited, I thank God that Karin left you in time!

Take 6 months pay out of cash.

I'll take my coat and hat... That'll do.

How's it coming along?

This is serious!... We've got Rolf!

Haven't you paid attention to Karl Gerhard? It's the art of song!

Sure, the guy has brains, but Rolf has personality.

- Ten on Rolf! - Ten on Gerhard!

Gentlemen... 1,000 kr...

...on Zarah!

Your spring is my spring and all the lovely girls' spring...

Where you go, so I will go... a shadow on your trail

There is a fragrance...

...rising from a lovely world...

of chaises longues and feuilletons.

Vicki Baum, all ecstasy, Gustaf Wally...

Life is a theater where each one has their role...

...and topping the program for us is a happy slogan...

Smile at the world and the world will smile at you...

...when it offer happiness, you'll never say no.

So let laughter ring out and put a damper on sorrow...

...and like a romantic troubadour, you sing this melody...

All of life is a happy operetta...

...with a light and airy libretto...

The woman has the leading role... the man's a marionette.

In this play you're an actor who takes Eros for a dance...

So continue the dance through life as a lively pirouette.

Yes... forget about strife, because all of life

is a happy operetta.

All of life is a happy operetta... ...with a light and airy libretto...

The woman has the leading role... the man's a marionette.

In this play you're an actor who takes Eros for a dance...

So continue the dance through life as a lively pirouette.

Yes... forget about strife, because all of life

is a happy operetta.

Ivar Kreuger has shot himself. T.

162 million in bogus stock in Kreuger 1930 financial statement

Italian finance minister named. Newly revealed forgeries for 378 mil.

Major House Contents Auction The Teodor Anker Collection

- Aren't you finished yet?! - Almost there...

Costume department...

Yes, she's coming!

The lighting's ready and they're just waiting for Mrs Anker.

- Package for you. - Thanks.

Do you have some scissors, Mrs Larsson?

So we have "Midsummer Dance" by Zorn. Could we start with 15,000?

- 16,000. 17,000. - 17,000! 17,000!

20,000!

- 22,000! - 22,500!

- 24,000! - 24,100!

- 25,000 kronor I'm bid! - 26...

- 27 000! - 27 800!

- What was that? - 28...

- 29... - 29,500!

30,000 kronor bid!

- 31! - 31,000!

- 32! - 32,000!

32!

35,000!

- and a thousand... - 36...

- A thousand... - 37...

- 37,000... - and a thousand...

- 40 000 kronor! - 40 000 kronor!

40 000... 40 000 kronor bjudet!

No more bids?

Going then for 40,000 kronor...

Once, twice, three times!

- 40,000. The name? - Teddy Anker!

Mr Anker? No he's not here.

Probably at the Villagata house.

- Where's the Zorn picture going? - It's going into storage.

Careful of the lamp!

Teddy!

They said at the office you were here.

Come on in.

- Sorry I've nothing comfortable... - That's alright... I'm not staying.

I just wanted to tell you something.

I'm getting married next week...

...with Erik.

Congratulations.

We bumped into each other at the Royal and then...

I hope he makes you happier than I did.

It was nice of you to tell me personally.

Goodbye Teddy. Look after yourself.

I'll try.

Emile's Caf�

...each step takes us to happiness...

One more round!

...that allowed me a night...

...then we broke up again...

So in the end all that I ask you is for a few hours...

...to be your tango Cavalier that tonight you give...

Howdy, Emile!

Well, blow me down!

- How the hell did you find me?! - I got your address from the doorman.

- Great to see you! - What about our drinks?

Coming!

Got to look after business!

- Can I offer you a drink? - No thanks.

This is no 'Blue Heaven', but I couldn't have made a better investment.

I wish I could say the same...

That was so awful! Was there anything left for you?

I'm not stony broke.

I'm the happy owner of 3 suits, the Zorn painting and some Kreuger shares...

...enough to wallpaper the indoor arena that you never let me build.

As if you needed to ask me!

- What do you plan doing now? - Be co-owner of a coffee plantation in Africa...

The guy you bought the nightclub from? That sounds good! Coffee baron!

Here is the evening news...

President Hindenburg has named Adolf Hitler as German chancellor...

...and ratified Hitler's cabinet.

When Germany was a newborn republic it was decided to improver policy

Prussianism was removed from the German standard...

...but hurrah for the little bit left!

Along Victory Avenue Hitler stands before the Brandenburg Gate...

When he remembers Kaiser Wilhelm...

...but hurrah for the little bit left!

When G�ring set a telegram to Segerstedt...

When he heard Bismarck was let out of hell...

Out in Germany, when World War broke out,

Kaiser Wilhelm moustache was needle-sharp...

The moustache points were cut off by Hitler.

...but hurrah for the little bit left!

On the edge of the precipice the people dance nicely...

like puppets without souls...

The whole German people!

I proclaim this day the day of Greater Germany!

Raise the flag!

...strong discipline...

Here they dance the hornpipe with cultivated roses...

...the satyr frenzy of Berlin.

Mouldy ideas dredged from time...

to emerge like frightening phantoms.

From Greece they take their Hitler Youth...

...first fostered in Sparta, then in Rome.

From the shadows of centuries and the dust of millennia..

...a mysterious ghost emerges today...

It is that remarkable Trojan horse...

modernized as fifth columnists.

Major Quisling is a parrot...

...who imitates as best he can.

It seems we can only enjoy peace...

...if we pull Greek shaving brushes out of the hat.

But in a flash, we draw our bows...

...and storm the Trojans from inside, by night!

Across the world men started crying out...

...that martial courage receives it's symbol...

...from that remarkable Trojan horse...

...that still plays its old heroic role.

Police stop music-hall song Court bans "Trojan Horse"

A Swedish tiger.

There once was a school with a singing teacher...

He was really nice, and consciencious...

But the children just practiced scales day long...

and the lessons became a grind.

But one of the students got tired one day

...took courage and stood up and said...

Swing it, teacher! Swing it! That's the melody of today...

Do as we, be happy and free... You can't waste all your energy...!

Goddamned coupons!

Can I use your phone?

It's over there.

And I'd like a pack of Stamboul.

Mum? It's Jerka! I've got a feeling for a...

No... the other one!

That's on 4...15...

...60... Yes!

Yes, but think of Dad! For him it's no Christmas without buns with his coffee.

I'll sort it.

Thanks for the phone!

- Can I help you? - I have a tobacco card...

I don't do black market. Try those guys.

As a matter of interest, what are you asking?

I was thinking 40.

Well, in that case.

Here you are.

Two drinks!

- Letter for you! - Thanks. Did you ask the captain?

- Best you do it yourself... - Thanks anyway.

- Well now... - Some people have all the luck!

- Ask her to write one to me! - It's a guy.

Shame you have guard duty this evening when we have the entertainment.

Yeah...

I'll do half your watch, for some coupons.

- Whole card... whole watch. - No... half the watch.

Half the card!

...for now we shall be... now we shall be good guys...

We were not there when the gunpowder was found...

but we don't think, we don't think it'll blow.

If the enemy attacks from the air...

then we'll hide so he can't hit us.

And it doesn't help that we get to sing...

...for now we shall be... now we shall be good guys...

Well done, hedgehogs!

- Anything else you'd like to hear? - "Country, you are blessed!"

That's an odd suggestion! It's MY voice, you know.

I'm no court singer of course. Though maybe I should be there...

Why not? As I've sung about this "blessed land"...

- "The Hepcat"! - The Hepcat... Yes, that'd suit me.

So there we are at midday, just getting out of bed...

Our mummy comes and combs our hair...

and gives us coffee and cake.

The silk pyjamas come off and the silky socks put on...

...and at 3 o'clock the purple tie receives its elegant knot.

Yes!... For there we see a hepcat, with pants as sharp as a knife...

Suede shoes on his feet, coz jazz for him is life...

His body's oh so slender, his smile is more a smirk...

he loves his tiny waistline... for his hair, he sighs...

He and all the pretty hepcats wear makeup on their eyes...

as they gorge on little pastries and then the Royal for evening highs.

The one who wears high heels, jazz-dances like a pro...

And in syncopation, shakes his bottom so!

Now it's time for me to become a Swedish tiger again.

I hand over words and music to my delightful companion who wears a dress.

My fianc� was a fashion-plate, a dandy, a charmer...

I guess that's what made me so weak...

But now is the time long since past since I even looked at his photograph...

Today his shoes are too big and his cap too tight...

His pants are too slim and his coat is too long...

But it doesn't matter... coz he's my soldier...

...somewhere in Sweden.

I saw him in a picture... his hair is a mess...

He's sometimes unshaven for weeks...

But it doesn't matter... coz he's my soldier...

...somewhere in Sweden.

We women must stand to attention, for our boys in blue...

...who are scattered here and there... in forests and on islands.

He says the pay is rather meagre...

So there'll be no wedding this year...

But it doesn't matter... coz he's my soldier...

...somewhere in Sweden.

- There you are. - Thanks.

- Thanks... we'll pour, ourselves. - Thanks.

How long do you have to stay here?

2 months, but it can be extended.

- You poor thing! - It's not so bad.

In a way it's quite nice...

Others make all the decisions.

And you enjoy that?

Yes.

You've certainly changed!

Yes, for the better...

Why did you send that back to me?

The wedding photo?

I think I wanted to hurt you, I'm afraid.

But I believe deep down that I wanted to connect with you again.

But in fact, that made me decide to say "yes" to Erik.

Were you still married when he went off to the civil war in Spain?

Yes, but his ideals were more important to him than I was.

He had barely arrived there, when he was shot.

And now we're experiencing it... A second world war...

After all you assured me in Nice.

That was then... "The Roaring Twenties".

The only risks of harm were from champagne corks.

You sound so scornful of it.

Yes, when I examine myself...

How I was at that time.

You were quite sweet though!

Sweet!

I still think so.

Mrs Anker! The boat is ready to leave.

I'm coming!

"Mrs Anker"... How nice to hear that again!

I reverted to my stage name.

- I hope you don't mind. - Quite the opposite.

I'd like to think it wasn't just the name you took back...

We'll see each other when you get back from here.

But remember one thing...

There'll be no top-hats next time!

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