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Dear Dad.

You've made an impression on many people throughout your life.

The number of guests here today is a testament to that as well.

You're a man who leaves his mark.

Dad...

It's an honor to be able to celebrate you today.

The number of people here is a testament to what you've meant to us.

You're a man who doesn't do things halfway. That's what you've taught me.

It's funny how she's doing everything she can to make this her day, too.

Just let her be. Right?

It's your day.

- Hi, Mom. - Hi, sweetie.

- Happy birthday, Dad. - Thank you. Hi.

- Have you been looking forward to this? - Hi, sweetie.

You're looking good. Aren't you going for another ride?

It suits you well. It's one of the few perks of getting older.

- Is that for me? - It's for Erik. Yours is in the back.

And much bigger.

- I'll swing by and say hi. - You're welcome.

Thanks.

Erik? It's your sister.

- Hi, Erik. - Hi.

Congratulations to our dad. And to you. It's your big day.

This is for you.

- Here you go. - Thanks.

Hey! Are you too old now for a hug? Come here.

- Wow, you've really shot up! - 189.

189?!

The ladies better watch out. How tall are you?

- I'm still taller than him. - Stop it, Dad!

- Do you want to come inside? - Yes, please.

Thanks.

How's school going?

Fine, thanks. Thanks for asking.

I've become part of the permanent teaching staff, so I'm not complaining.

And how are things here?

Yeah.

Are you excited?

No, it's just... It's Dad's birthday, so that's where our focus is.

Of course.

Dare I ask, if you've written a little speech?

Of course I have.

If there's a chance to give a speech, you shouldn't pass it up.

No.

Are you going to hear it?

Yes.

Okay.

So your parents couldn't care less whether you say anything or not.

- But I'm not. - No, and that's what this is all about.

You want me to fill the space and spread my wings.

- Yes. - Yes.

- Yes. - Yes.

It's about commanding a little respect. Remind them that we live here.

And exist. For my sake. And the kids'.

And my belly.

Maybe it'll teach them to listen a little, and that would suit them well.

"Dear Dad, now it's my turn to take center stage." That's how I'll start.

"Now it's my turn to give a speech."

"... for all the big shots from around here."

Yeah... otherwise I won't.

Honey...

- You know I love you. - Yeah.

- Where are my favorite people? - Right here.

Hi.

- Hi. - Hi.

Good to see you. Would you like some coffee?

- I just had some at Erik's. - Interesting.

Very. I was lucky enough to hear his entire self-aggrandizing speech.

- Did he mention me? - No.

- Did he mention you? - No.

- Astrid! Astrid! - Hi!

Astrid!

I've got a bone to pick with you guys. Why does it look like this?

- Shouldn't we be drawing? - No. You need to clean up.

- No. Do you want to draw with me? - Yes.

- Come on, Liva. Let's draw. - Let's make it nice for Mom.

A drawing! Astrid, you too. Astrid.

- Not on the paper towel roll. - Yes!

One drawing, and then I'll need some hands.

- No, thanks. - So, a mom who's tired.

- A dad cleaning up. - A grumpy dad.

Mom should have a big belly. How many babies are there?

- Is that Signe? - Yes.

I think she's blocked me.

I mean...

Just listen to this.

Doesn't that sound weird?

She's not even answering the voicemail anymore.

You can't do any more than you're already doing.

Your brother is dead, and we don't have a relationship with your niece.

If she doesn't want to see you, then that's just the way it is, isn't it?

- I suppose you have to accept that, too. - Yeah, yeah.

- Yeah. - Yeah, I don't know.

- I'll just try again. - Okay.

No.

It's the same thing.

Don't you think you have enough of the white ones now?

Oh, sorry. I got a little lost in thought.

Mom just likes it when we mix the colors a little.

Yeah, of course.

Are you done with that one, Katrine?

Then I'll put it in the living room. Wow.

She's been here an hour, and now she just wants to boss us around.

- Come on, Katrine. - Why?

If you want to pick out the white ones, you should be allowed to.

Do you even know if she's met a man?

- Was that a question? - Yes.

She's waiting for Mr. Right.

Or at least someone she can't stand in the long run.

Sometimes you just have to make do with what you can get.

Is that what you did with Erik?

Hell no!

I'm looking forward to the challenges that lie ahead...

and I just want to say thank you.

- Do you want to hear my speech? - No.

- Why not? - Why should I?

- Because it's good. - No.

Yeah, hello. This is Gorm.

I just have something I wanted to ask if you could help me with.

Yeah. Yeah, um...

I used one of your online invitations for my birthday.

Yeah.

No, no, I'm happy with it. That's not it.

I was wondering if it's possible to see...

if anyone has opened the invitation.

Yeah.

Even if they haven't replied yet.

Yeah. It's TK142711.

- Watch out for the edge of the rug. - Yeah.

There you go.

Have you seen who he invited? Signe. Are you serious?

- Yeah, I guess so. - It would be awkward if she came.

It's nice that he invited her. Don't you think?

Nah. I can't really picture that.

I mean, definitely not tonight.

No, but at some point they'll have to talk to each other.

Why is that? She's not part of the family, after all.

- She clearly doesn't like us. - No, Katrine.

Take a breath, okay? You're totally on the warpath.

You're constantly making everything turn out negatively.

- It's because he "feels"... - Katrine, stop.

Otherwise, go upstairs and talk to Gorm and Karin about it yourself.

How am I supposed to answer all your questions? And I don't even want to.

- Come on, relax! - You're the one who needs to relax.

You're the one who's on the warpath.

Give it a rest.

- What are you doing? - Holding the ladder.

I need you to check if it's hanging crooked.

- Why aren't you wearing your ring? - Give it a rest.

Is it hanging straight?

No, it's hanging crooked. It's higher on the left side.

Well, at least she opened the invitation.

Yeah.

I mean, deep down you knew she wasn't going to come, right?

I get how much it would have meant...

but can't we also focus on the families?

- What? - Yeah, yeah.

One problem at a time.

You have to give a speech,

you need to practice—and you also have to talk to Erik. Right?

If you're talking about my decision, there's nothing to discuss. It's been made.

It'll all work out.

Yeah.

I mean, Erik will be fine again.

Yeah.

That's what you're saying.

I agree with your decision. That's not it.

But it's the way. The way you're doing it.

It'll turn out how it turns out.

Oh, okay.

Here comes another one.

Hi, Jens!

You kids can run up to the house.

Thank you so much, everyone.

On behalf of my husband and myself, I'd like to welcome you all.

Dear friends and family...

a warm welcome to our beloved organic farm.

Thomas, Dad would like to have a picture taken on the stairs.

- Okay. Line them up. - Yes.

Hi, everyone. We'd really like to take a big family photo.

Just like a class photo. The tall ones at the top and the little ones in front.

Make some room for the last few here.

- Are you all standing okay? - Is there room here?

- Astrid, come on. You need to come stand here. - Do I have to?

- Here? - If you just move over a little.

Are you ready?

- Hi. Good to see you. - Hi, Sonny.

- Good to see you. - Hi, Jens.

- Hi. - Jens.

- Hi, Pernille. - It's so nice to see you.

- Hi, Pernille. Hi, Lise. - Congratulations.

You say she's not up to anything, but it doesn't get any clearer than this.

- How else was she supposed to say hello? - With a handshake.

- Does she have to rub up against you? - Come on.

Men don't notice things like that, but I do.

Well, you two can sit there. Where should I sit?

- Hi. - Aren't these good seats?

- Ask if we can sit together. - No. You don't do that.

If Karin has mixed us up, she must have had a reason.

- It's their party, and they're in charge. - When aren't they?

- Then I'll just do it myself. - Pernille. Pernille...

There.

- So we'll sit together. - Yeah.

- That's great. - Isn't that really nice?

Awesome. It's just like at home. We don't have to meet new people.

- Who's missing? We're missing Erik. - He's here.

We're going to sit here.

So, Erik.

Then he found his seat. Well, please, have a seat.

Thanks.

It's cool to sit at the end of the table. How annoying.

Someone's got to take it, Thomas.

Why does she have to sit next to Dad?

I don't know.

- Weren't you involved in planning the seating arrangement? - No.

Oh. Okay.

Erik?

Erik?

Thomas! Cut it out.

- Oh, for God's sake. - Thomas! You're not four years old.

That was for Erik, Mom. Oh, I missed.

That's nonsense. Cut it out.

- She doesn't think it's funny. - It is funny. Cheers, Erik.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

Yeah... hello.

Shout louder, Ove!

- Yeah. - Quiet!

- Can I have your attention, please? - Yes, of course.

Louder!

Dear Gorm. When I think of you, I can't help but smile.

Because you are a man who has two principles.

The first is work.

The second is more work.

And perhaps, as you usually say:

"Eat your food before it gets cold."

Today we honor Gorm, a man of the land who,

through life and work, has stood strong and steadfast.

With a will as steadfast as a plow that never quite tires,

he has built a home and a family and a farm with Karin by his side.

He knows the pulse of the field, its rhythm and its calm,

and he follows every sign, as only a farmer believes he should.

Ecology stands as a promise in his hand,

and every season bears the mark of Gorm's determination and spirit...

That was sure a lovely

song—let's hear it one more time.

And we sail up the

creek, we sail down again.

That was sure a lovely

song—let's hear it one more time...

Cheers!

Cheers!

What's up?

What do you mean?

Why hasn't he said anything yet?

He'll say something soon enough.

- It's a big day for him, too. - Good thing it'll be over soon.

- Congratulations. - Thanks.

- He'll say something soon enough. - Did he say he'd say something?

- Of course he will. - Are you sure about that?

Otherwise, we'll look like complete fools here.

Honey, what's wrong with you?

He'll say something in a minute. Take it easy.

Can I just? I just need to check...

Excuse me!

Jens?

This is going to end up being totally ridiculous.

Gorm, should I bring them into the office?

Then you can go in there instead.

He's going to hate you.

Great. Thanks.

That looks delicious, Mom.

Cheers, sweetie.

I'll be back in a minute.

Erik?

Why isn't he saying anything, Mom?

Hi, Erik.

You gave me quite a scare.

What a successful day, huh?

Isn't he planning to announce it today?

- —I certainly think so. - Can you get him to hurry up?

Have you seen what time it is?

It's a big night for my family, too. Katrine is wondering.

I understand, Erik, but Dad will say it when he's ready.

There's nothing we can do about that.

Go back and sit down with your family—and celebrate

your dad turning 65. That's what we're here to celebrate.

But everyone's expecting him to say something. If...

Hi! Oh, sorry. Hi, Karin. The food is really good.

I don't know if I'm interrupting, but you haven't seen Jens, have you?

No, Pernille, and I'm standing here talking to my mom.

- Erik! - Calm down. I'm just asking.

- I'm just answering. - I'll help you out.

Mom?

- Maybe he's in the bathroom. - I actually already checked there.

Do you have more than one bathroom? Sorry if I interrupted.

Hi, Jens.

Wow! Did you see that, Dad?

Yes, thank you.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I ask for your attention?

Dear friends and family, we're about to do one of Gorm's favorite things.

Pay close attention, because we're going to sing "Happy Birthday."

Can you play it, Peter?

Okay, you need to pick three instruments. Yeah, that's the version.

So it'll be... a trombone, drums, and a banjo.

- Good. - Here you go.

- Where have you been? - Honey, give it a rest.

Gorm, it's his birthday, and it really is, and it's today.

Gorm, it's his birthday, and it really is today.

And now listen, how we'll all sing.

And listen up, this is how we're going to play!

Hey!

Honey, would you please stop? Stop it.

Gorm—it's his birthday, and it is today, after all.

And listen up...

- Did you meet her? - Meet who?

...how we want to drum!

Gorm, it's his birthday, and it really is, and it's today.

Gorm, it's his birthday, and it's today, after all.

And listen up, how we all want to play,

and listen up, how we want to play!

Hey!

Happy birthday, Dad. Cheers and happy birthday!

Cheers.

Yeah...

Dear friends, dear family members.

Dear everyone gathered here today at our beloved farm...

where time sometimes seems to move at its own pace.

Our farm...

it has been the lifeblood of our lives.

This is a day when we celebrate not only my 65th birthday...

but also a legacy that spans generations.

For decades, we've fought side by side.

We've defied the whims of nature and worked hard to reap...

the bounty that the earth has given us.

We have felt the joy of the harvest, but also the

force of the rain—and the hardships of drought—and yet

each time we have emerged stronger on the other side.

This soil and this landscape have shaped me...

and made me who I am today.

Over time, you realize that the harvest isn't just about the fields.

It's also about the many experiences you gather throughout life.

Experiences that have given me wisdom...

perspective and peace of mind.

A peace of mind that allows me, among other

things, to watch my children—see them grow

up—and share in their victories and defeats.

It has been a treasure...

one that has outweighed all the difficulties.

Now we stand at a crossroads...

and it is time to pass the baton on.

The time we have been waiting for has caught up with us.

I must admit, that I don't find it easy...

to stand here in front of all of you and have to announce this.

After much consideration and with heartfelt pride...

I have decided to pass on Feldumgaard...

...to my daughter, Astrid.

This decision is meant to

remind us all—that inheritance

isn't based solely on gender or

order of birth—but is also about

the heart—and commitment—and calling.

Erik, you should know—that you will

always have a special place in our hearts.

I hope you can find strength in my

decision—and that you will support

your sister—in the challenges she faces.

I think we should celebrate the

farm's new heir—and our family—and

the loving bonds that tie us together.

May Feldumgaard continue to flourish under the new generation...

and may our family continue to grow and thrive.

Three cheers for the farm's future...

and for our beloved family.

Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!

Thank you.

Oh, honey.

It's okay. It's okay.

Dear Dad.

Erik.

Erik.

Erik!

I'm not taking the farm. It's your farm.

It's your farm!

Okay?

Are you there?

It's you.

It's always you, Astrid.

I've had nothing to do with this.

It's your farm.

It's your farm.

Erik, for God's sake.

This isn't funny at all.

It's going to ruin our family.

I'd like to propose a toast.

To Gorm and the Feldumgaard farm.

Cheers.

Please excuse me.

I'm sorry, but...

That's just how things are here, isn't it?

Thanks for coming.

- Thanks for the speech. - Cheers.

Thanks for the speech.

Dad?

Dad!

Dad!

Dad! Open the door!

Open the door, Dad.

What the hell is going on?

Open the door!

Dad, for God's sake!

I sure as hell don't want the farm!

Open the door now.

I know you're in there. Open the door!

I sure as hell don't want the farm!

Good morning.

- I don't feel like it, Katrine! - Malte?

Why should I? What's there to talk about?

Hello?

It's a fucking waste of time!

My whole life I've toiled away on the farm. For what?

Tell me! For what?!

For her sake?!

I've been preparing to take over the farm. That we'd be together.

- And then that bitch comes along and takes it over. - Erik, stop.

This is one big fucking joke! What is he thinking!

Then Malte won't inherit anything either!

She has no—and I repeat, no—clue how to run a farm!

Have you ever seen her handle anything without help?

She's fucking tragicomic. She has no leadership skills or authority.

No one's going to listen to her.

People listen to me! They respect me!

Stop it, Erik! You're a fucking jerk when you act like that.

If you ask me, it was a good thing that Jens chose Pernille.

- Erik, that's going too far. - No, it's not!

She's unfeminine, unbearable.

She doesn't have a husband, no kids! Doesn't that tell you anything?

No one wants anything to do with her!

She's getting the farm because Dad feels guilty.

She's a fucking whore!

- That's enough, Erik! - No, it sure isn't!

- You've gone crazy. - Have I?!

- You're talking about your sister. - I don't give a damn!

Dad?

Dad.

- Dad? - What's going on?

- Where's Dad? - At the office, I think.

You'll get your way. I'd like to take over the farm.

Lyrics: Kirsa Hage Danish Video Lyrics