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Hans Henrik Holm.

Copenhagen. No other address.

He feels that's enough.

The post office should know there was only one important Hans Henrik Holm in

the whole world.

Just as he does.

Good afternoon. I've got your laundry.

Oh, fine.

Hold it.

The charges.

Oh? And it's exactly the same as last time.

My husband forgot to pay you.

You'll get his check soon.

When?

He'll have to mail it.

I'm sorry. The boss insists.

I must collect.

Look, I told you. He forgot about the bill.

That's not my fault. He always forgets to pay us.

And you can just forget about this charge. I'll go to another laundry.

I don't think this laundry will mind that at all.

It looks real.

It could be a very good fake.

It could be a fake.

But it's not.

Excuse me a minute.

Hans-Henrik Holm.

To pay for all of your antiques.

But money to take care of the laundry? No.

I can't talk now, Siv. Call later.

I'll give you 100.

450.

That's a ridiculous price for it. How about 200?

You know, I might raise it to 300, but not a dollar more.

What's the matter with you? I'm trying to do business with you.

Can we talk about it?

Can we bargain a little?

It's not for sale.

What's that?

You couldn't buy anything here for a thousand now. Get out.

I've never heard of such a thing.

I think this is the first time I've seen you here, and I'd appreciate it if you'd

stay out of my shop in the future.

I only sell to people I like.

Well, I must say, I've never been so insulted before.

Good day.

Please, close the door.

know who I am?

Yes, you're Mr. Christensen, the owner of the meat market.

Your husband is not at home?

No, he doesn't come in till about six.

I came about the rather large bill you owe, but I imagine he plans to mail it

tomorrow. Don't use that tone to me, Mr. Christensen.

The lady's insulted?

Then she better pay her debts.

Perhaps you can come back tomorrow.

I'm not going anywhere until I get paid.

Incidentally, maybe you forgot how much is on the bill.

It's possible.

You've managed to neglect it for so long. Maybe you're sick and tired of

shopkeepers bothering you. They tell me you're in debt to all the other stores

in town, too. Well, we're sick and tired of your stalling, of not being paid.

Now, either I get my money in three days, you go to court and tell a judge.

Good gracious, why in the world are you using the back stairs?

I was in the kitchen when I decided to come here for a visit.

Come in, then. Thanks.

Beautiful.

Very beautiful.

And nice to the touch, hmm?

I wish all my customers thought as you do.

Apropos beauty, taken any photographs lately?

Of who?

You know who?

Oh, my wife.

I was just thinking of that. It's possible I might try it tonight.

I'd be glad to see the results.

Thanks very much.

You're welcome.

Why do you seem so nervous?

Sit down here and have a glass of sherry. It'll calm you.

He never understood me.

There's been no real love at all.

Why did I marry him?

That's my son you're talking about.

Shall I tell you something?

Once before, I swore I'd never marry.

I knew many men.

More than you can imagine.

I won't listen.

I have no interest in your past.

I've never asked for your confidence, nor anybody else's. But aren't you

curious? I have my boy, and he shall remain my only interest.

It's best to know people superficially.

Drink a little sherry while you converse with them.

Lightly. Have a laugh or two. Be courteous.

But you must never allow involvement.

Not even when it's your own son's wife?

I don't care whose wife you are.

It doesn't matter at all.

What you've done earlier is only your concern, and I prefer not to hear you

tell it.

I assumed you didn't like me, only... I do, though.

In my own way.

You don't hate people, do you?

Must you express yourself quite so bluntly?

But you never really liked anybody, either.

No.

But there have been one or two that got very intimate and sickened me very much.

Sherry, to my mind, goes down better.

Burgundy's, if you would. Yes, Mr. Holm. The usual vintage.

Fifty-three.

One.

And two.

Anything else, Mr. Holm? No, thanks. There's nothing more. Did you put in the

cigarettes? Yes, I stuck it in there first.

That comes to exactly... I'm in a hurry, Mrs. Nielsen. Please charge.

Yes, but... I mean, the bill's going up.

Because you neglected to pay it for a long while.

You told my sister and me you were going to take care of it.

I haven't forgotten.

But the amount is growing.

And you both feel I'll never pay you?

No, I didn't mean that.

But it's a great deal of money, at least for me.

But not for me.

If it's too much trouble for you to keep track of my account, well, then perhaps

I should go somewhere else.

Mr. Holm, I hope you're not offended.

Of course not. It'll never come to that.

We're still friends.

Thank you.

Friends? Herr Holm?

Oh, Gudrin, did you let him charge again?

Oh, you told me you'd do it this time.

You said you wouldn't allow another... Suppose you take him the next time he

comes in the shop.

I just can't say no to that man.

Viv? Are you there?

Can you hear me?

Answer me!

Why didn't you let me in?

Those are for you.

How did you afford it all?

Charged, I bet.

Uh-huh.

Look, I've had a hell of a day. All of it, you're doing.

Don't you get a kiss?

You never cared about me.

Why did I ever marry you? You know I'm a most charming man.

You can see the culture, finesse, intelligence.

You knew all other women were attracted to me, and you couldn't resist that.

You had to enter the competition and win.

Scott Scott

You're

lovely soon I have a gift for you

Tell me you like it.

Fantastic. Made in Hamburg.

Many years ago.

Cost a lot of money.

Forget food.

Forget everything. Just buy these things.

Why should you care about the money we need for the laundry?

It got so awful today I called you.

You wouldn't even listen to me.

Can't we pay for things like everyone else?

Do we have to discuss this again?

Can't you learn to differentiate life's values?

Do you?

To me, it's paying your bills.

Because only then will people stop coming here to insult us.

Why did you get it?

You know I don't want it.

I'll just put it in the jewelry box and that's that.

You never buy me a dress to wear it with.

We don't go out at night like other people.

I don't see a soul.

Who's supposed to admire this?

All you want to do is keep me here.

In a museum.

Just like the other things you bought.

Can't you see you're married to an individualist?

You've never learned to make exceptions, have you?

I wish you'd stay home more often.

Stay home and face the grocer.

Tell him that.

Rabble must recognize superiority.

You think you're superior when you owe money to others?

And I have to take care of them?

Look. Look at all the other jewelry you've given me. They're useless.

May I sell the necklace?

We must before they bring us to court.

No, those hyenas will have their money when I'm ready to pay it.

Not a second earlier.

Get up on the chest.

What are you keeping there?

Don't you ever unlock it at all?

Will you shut up?

Do you have a secret, Hans?

Why can't I look?

Don't be inquisitive.

Don't you have a key to it?

Is that it?

My God, you're lovely.

They can make you another you know, then you can show

Mrs. Holm? Yes, what is it?

A package for you.

How much do I owe? Nothing. The bill is paid.

Oh, I see. Thank you.

Thank you very much.

Hello. Did you get the present?

You mean you sent it?

I thought they mistook the address.

Didn't you say I never bought you a dress?

You told me you'd nothing to wear.

Isn't that true?

I couldn't be seen in this.

It's much too indecent.

Where'd you buy it?

It's from Paris.

Done by a top designer.

You shouldn't be offended. Put it on.

Come on, Sif.

Had some good business today.

We have to celebrate.

i'd like to see you wearing it when i come home tonight hello

Can't you ever get the door for God's sake?

Breathtaking you're not disappointed then

I'll make dinner for us.

To celebrate.

So much food just for us?

We're going to have a guest.

A very important guest.

Did you say a guest?

Yep.

I'm not going to receive anyone looking like a...

Looking like a... Don't worry.

He expects a beautiful woman.

Is this what you got it for?

I asked him to supper to see you.

He's Richard Svensson.

A cultivated gentleman.

He knows art. A connoisseur. So you say.

But I know the reason you come.

So we can help satisfy his sexual fantasies.

It's your fantasies that are sexual, not his.

A beautiful woman to this man is a work of art.

You're making this look sorted.

When have I ever been guilty of bad taste?

Please do it, Sif.

For me.

He has tremendous influence.

It could mean the end of all our difficulties.

You'll give whatever you get to our creditors? Sure, of course.

It's prostitution, you know that.

Uh-huh. It only appears like that to you.

It doesn't to me.

Good evening, Mr. Svensson. How good it is to see you.

Home?

May I take your coat?

Thank you.

Please, right this way. Thanks.

Mr. Svensson, good evening.

Won't you come in?

An honor.

Mrs. Holm, you look charming.

Oh, how nice.

Oh, no.

They're nothing compared to you.

Thank you.

Will you excuse me a second?

Will you have something to drink?

Thank you.

No, you have some first.

I'm tempted to take it all.

Hans should appreciate that. He cooked it. Oh?

You're most accomplished.

There's no end to his talent.

Hans is a genius.

Didn't he tell you?

For me, the development of culture was over in the year 1914.

1914 was the beginning of the war.

I'm sure you can see the connection.

You see, it's very simple.

Perhaps you can explain it more clearly.

I mean it brought a rapid decline in all that matters.

From a cultural point of view, that is, in science and technology, the

advancements have been phenomenal.

But, aesthetically, the world died in 1914.

There's no sense of quality anymore. The appreciation of artistic values has

completely disappeared.

Now everything is mass-produced. Thus nobody is considered better than anyone

else. Money and welfare, that's all that counts.

There's no room left for idealism.

Individualists are now to be condemned as criminals or lunatics.

Nietzsche's wonderful Superman is ridiculed.

Nobody wants to read his Zarathustra now.

Obviously, nobody can admit they're wrong.

What about him?

I'll return.

So then, why do you think he asked me here?

Thank you for a lovely evening. I enjoyed the dinner.

So glad you came.

You have a beautiful home here.

Thank you.

Will you give my regards to Mrs. Holm, too?

Yes, I will.

Did he ever play like other children?

If you mean Hans, no.

Was he ever normal?

Did he beat small dogs, pull wings off butterflies for sport? How dare you

speak like that to me?

Hans Henrik was an affectionate boy.

He adored small animals.

He was always so polite and genteel, no matter what.

I don't believe you know your own son, Mrs. Holm.

I see things differently than you.

Nobody ought to destroy a mother's viewpoint.

It's all that matters.

I created the portrait, and you should preserve it. As his wife, you mean?

Yes.

Hans Henrich is a gentleman, and was a good boy.

It wouldn't occur to him, to her, to be cruel to anybody on earth.

Your son would never be able to hurt anybody. Is that it?

That's it.

He's very sensitive.

Yes, quite sensitive.

And that's the portrait you want me to preserve?

Yes.

And suppose I can't do it? That's very simple, my dear.

You're not worthy of him.

Let's go to your room.

Do you hear what I said?

Let's not waste time. How much do you want?

I'm sorry.

Look, don't give me that.

I have money, I'll pay you.

I need it every Tuesday and Thursday.

Friday, too.

In fact, any time.

Are we agreed?

I wish you'd go away.

Oh, you do, huh?

That's funny.

I can spot a whore anywhere.

What's your price?

What's the matter?

I'm not your type I guess.

Hello? What?

How do you do?

He's too drunk for you?

Could be.

Taking someone like him home with you isn't much of a good time.

I know.

Now, I'm not the type who goes to restaurants just to make a pickup.

Yet, you'll be paid.

So you think I'm a whore, is that it?

Why should we use such words?

That man thought so, too.

What have I done?

Forgive me. So sorry, I... Just the same.

What gave you the idea that I'm a prostitute?

Oh, first... My God, I don't know.

You've been sitting here waiting.

You seemed lonely.

It was a stupid mistake.

I know it now.

You must understand.

I can see now I was wrong.

I know. It's okay.

I'm not looking for a lover.

Please just leave.

Of course.

Excuse me.

Now, where have you been?

Out for a walk.

Oh, in the middle of the night.

Isn't that the best time for prostitutes?

You'll be pleased to hear I had two offers.

What do you say?

I admit neither one was too exciting.

One was too drunk.

The other didn't look like he had much money.

A lot of people can tell.

What do you mean?

That you made your wife a whore.

Oh, stop.

Yesterday evening was beautifully aesthetic.

A work of art.

Perverted.

Perverted?

What's perverted?

I never learned that word.

Yet both of you seem to enjoy it.

Isn't that true?

Do you love me?

I worship you.

That's why I did it to you.

I despise those two men you were talking about.

They were brutes.

I won't have indecent men like that coming near you. You talk about decency.

Yes.

Where's the money?

What money?

That Swenson gave you.

You promised to give me the money.

How about it?

It's here.

I just bought it.

You mean you spent it on that?

Did you think I'd allow it to be wasted?

You never really understood me.

How'll we get the money for the grocer?

I'm not ready to pay his bill.

He'll have to be a little patient.

All right.

If you don't, it's up to me, I guess.

What do you mean?

I was once a nurse and I can still go back to it. It's the only thing I know.

Excellent. You don't object to that?

Why should I?

You're trained to be a nurse, and the pay is high.

But you always said I should never get a job again.

Did I?

Yes, I may have. I don't know.

Well, I've changed my mind.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

Doesn't it move you?

Don't go. You keep my temperature up.

It's up enough.

Let's try for the record.

Hello.

Doctor?

Your pulse rate has risen. Look at the new nurse.

Where's this Rudy?

Hello. Now I miss his home.

I thought it was you.

Welcome back.

Thank you.

Feeling better?

Good evening, Siv.

Hello, Dr. Smith.

Oh, cut it out. Have you forgotten my name?

No. Good evening, Neil.

That's it.

No, thanks.

So you're married, huh?

I am.

How many years?

Oh, not for long.

What for?

What for?

Yeah.

You didn't want to, remember?

When I asked, you swore you were never going to do it.

Are you married now?

Yes, but she was pregnant.

I was forced into it.

Do you have any children?

Then that wasn't your reason.

Why then?

I never really knew.

I was afraid of being alone.

Tell me, Siv.

Are you happy?

Are you?

Overwhelmingly. I thought it showed.

Well, she must be.

Why don't we find a room?

You know, you haven't changed at all, Leo.

I guess not.

Should I?

I have night duty.

Why don't you do night duty at the home of the doctor?

Leo.

Okay.

But you won't have duty on Friday.

Shall we go for a ride?

Okay.

Good night, Nusholm.

Good night, Doctor.

Oh, damn this stick shift.

If we're going to keep on doing this, you'll have to buy a bigger car.

It's not how big it is.

It's what you do with it.

Come on back in.

I've got to tidy myself up, don't I?

Oh, don't you dare turn on those lights.

If you object, move.

You're really wonderful.

What the hell are you doing?

Painting myself to look thick.

Not so hard to keep out of your bed?

That's right.

Why?

You never talk about your wife. I don't talk about Hon.

Okay?

Okay.

Shall I get you a doctor's report forbidding anybody to come near you?

Except me.

No. No more.

Leo. We'll have the police here for parking overtime.

We came here for the view.

I guess we'd better go.

You're beautiful, you know that?

So, have you taken any new photos?

Not for a while.

Why not?

Steve hasn't felt like it.

She's tired.

Sorry to hear it.

Well, I suppose I'll look at the others in the album. I regret, Mr. Svensson,

the album isn't here.

No?

Will you have it later? Not today.

Well, I guess that's that.

Could you tell her I'd like to have supper with her?

Very soon. I'd certainly appreciate it.

Thanks.

You're welcome.

They're superb.

She's all I hoped.

I knew you'd say that.

They're fascinating studies.

In fact, they're real art.

Pornographic art.

You regard this as pornography?

You bet it's pornography.

But the best kind.

Done with quality.

I'm amazed you can get her to do this kind of thing.

She must really love you a lot.

Why won't you sleep with me? What do you want me to say?

Admit you're only pretending.

You don't think I'm really ill? No.

Even if I get a doctor to confirm it?

Our friend Svensson was asking for you.

He liked you.

I never want to hear that name.

He was in today at the shop.

He wanted to invite you for supper.

Not him!

Why not?

Only if it's an evening when you're not at home, then.

Don't be funny.

I wasn't trying to be.

You mean you would do it even if I wasn't here?

Yes,

well, I might.

He's an attractive man.

What are you laughing at?

At you.

I've always been aware that I possess a certain sexual power over you.

Could you ever be jealous?

Jealousy expresses inferiority, and that's all. Yes, that's all it means to

you, doesn't it?

Leaving?

There's a girl who's out sick at work. I'll come home tomorrow afternoon.

They'll have to pay overtime.

It'll keep our creditors content.

Are you taking care of them?

I am.

Do you care? You didn't forget to pick up your wages yesterday.

No. How much did you get?

Here, look for yourself.

Wait, that's mine.

There's a vase of the Ming period.

I need the money to buy it.

Give back my money.

How can you ask?

I told you I must use it to pay for the vase.

Or else it might get sold.

I won't give it up. Give it back, Hans.

I'm up to have it, do you hear?

To take care of your unimportant debts.

It's for the baker and the grocer.

And where do I come in?

Would you really take care of those fools before your husband's needs and

desires?

You worry about them more than you do me.

All right.

Keep the money.

Thank you.

You'll never be unfaithful.

It's not possible you'll even attempt it.

Oh.

Oh, Leo.

You seemed so low when you came in.

I was only doing it to cheer you up.

Oh, Leo, you're fantastic.

Yeah. Yeah, but look at this.

I could win a beauty contest with this gorgeous form.

Couldn't I?

You'd make all the judges sick.

Wait a minute. Here I am doing my best as a stripper and what happens?

You keep on insulting me.

I haven't laughed like this in months.

Won't you tell me what's happened?

I can't.

All right.

Mind coming here?

I was very excited when you called.

It's the first chance we've had to be together in comfort.

That car was crowded. I need a station wagon.

But my wife said that she was going to the country.

Like a pasha.

And my favorite wife is dancing for me.

A man can't ask more.

Amen.

Yeah, I got it.

Send the ambulance this way and they can pick me up.

Leo, do you have to go?

I'm afraid so.

Someone has just attempted suicide.

Such a shame.

No, it's all right.

There'll be other evenings.

You mean that?

Yes.

Good morning.

Good to see you, Mrs. Holm. We need relief in room 33.

We can't leave this patient alone.

What's wrong with the patient?

Attempted suicide. She was brought in last night.

I have to admit, if it weren't for Dr. Smith, she would have died.

He was off duty, and when we called him last night, he came right away.

Heaven only knows what we pulled the poor man away from, but he never

complains.

So, your relief has come.

Thank you.

How is she doing?

Better. Earlier she was crying quite a bit.

We had to take the photograph away from her.

She was holding it in her arms when they brought her in.

Who is it? Her former husband.

I didn't do it.

It was all him.

Him.

That's why I'm a whore.

He knew I'd do whatever he asked.

And... He always photographed me.

Lewd.

With my legs in the air.

Hideous, lewd, filthy pictures.

So he could take them to his shop and show them.

And all his friends drooled like idiots.

All.

And soon he had me sleep with them.

And all evening he had to be there, sitting there, looking at us,

laughing, laughing.

And when it was over, they would always pay him.

And every time I asked about our debts, he told me he spent the money on

antiques. Any time he bought anything else, he... charge it.

Except my jewels.

Then one day he finally decided that I had had enough filth and

humiliation and gave me a divorce.

Telling everybody that I had been untrue to him.

When he had abandoned her, she became a whore.

After all, he had made her one already. She told me all.

How he must have enjoyed it.

Why can't I stop loving him, she said.

Why don't you let me die?

It's your former daughter-in-law I'm talking about. Don't you understand?

Why don't you say something?

He's your boy.

How could anybody do it?

My son is more evil than you know.

Not only a thief and a vicious liar, he's a parasite, a dangerous animal,

something vile that shouldn't stay alive.

Would you destroy him?

Please, will you?

For the peace of us all, I'm asking you to shoot him.

You must. I know it isn't easy for you.

It's for his sake, Lou.

The key.

To his chest and to his soul.

Have courage and open it.

Open it and learn.

Then shoot him. I want that.

The man is evil.

He's your son. You condemn your son?

Is there no end to hate?

Is that all people know?

Exactly. They say that love is the strongest desire.

Hate is much stronger.

It directs all our actions.

I found your uniform.

Do you like it on me?

I found out your secret.

Member of the Nazi SS.

But all of that's in the past now.

No, I still am.

I die for the cause.

But I'm not like the others ashamed to say it openly.

Because men are meant to cast off cowardice and human weakness.

It's in us all.

What is democracy but a pack of lies? Answer me.

Admit you hate Jews.

Admit you feel it.

Every last one of us is anti-Semitic inside.

The only hope for the white man is Nazism.

If we're going to survive, we have to free ourselves and annihilate all the

Jews. Get rid of the Orientals and then enslave the black masses.

We must make them impotent and halt their breeding, or else make sure they

always remain slaves.

Like your kind of woman, they enjoy degradation.

There are only two kinds of women in the world, mothers and whores, and you are

in the latter category.

We live in a sick, perverted, degenerate age.

We shouldn't have to live like this.

We shouldn't have to train our children to take care of the weak and the

ignorant and the handicapped.

Drop them!

Remove them!

And follow the oldest and the only rule of life.

Fight is right!

happy. Your mother understands everything.

Now you and I can be alone.

It'll be just as before.