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I am Tina.

This is my story.

Nina, what are you doing?

One, two, three, four, five,

six, seven, eight, nine,

ten.

Let's go way away.

Back to bed now?

I'm frightened.

I want to sleep with you and Papa.

You are not frightened of anything.

Jacob. My friend indeed.

A trip to Bergen.

We knew you good. Yes.

My father didn't see me.

Because mama had drifted away.

God had drifted away too.

I am Dina.

I was no one.

Flop

We played a game together.

Mama and I.

On the cliff.

It was a simple game.

I spun around and would count my steps moving in a random direction.

If I went over the

cliff, she would have to come and catch me.

But she never did.

I couldn't count to more than 20.

Dino!

Dino!

Are you sure you won't take protein pills?

Get out, get out.

Hey.

Come here.

Come here, this is for you.

Pull yourself together now.

You have Gina to think of.

She needs tutoring.

She's like a wild beast.

Yes, I know.

I know what she is.

But you see, when she stands there in front of me, all I can hear are guttural

screams.

And I curse myself.

She needs help!

Hello.

My name's Locke.

You must be Dima.

I hope

you don't mind if I practice a little.

um um

Yes? It's... Miss Dina.

She... Locke was

magic.

He turned up the music and let it flow through the house like an ice-cold

mountain stream.

There was no danger in water when he played.

I was certain that Mama had sent him, because she couldn't be with me herself.

And Lork lifted me up, and over the mountains, I could never fall again.

Now Dino, I think it's time for a little reading. No!

Yes? No!

In

this

house, Dino, we are expected to be on time for meals.

She ought to have something on her feet, so please put something on her feet,

will you?

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

So, how's the reading going?

The reading?

Well. Well?

Read something, then.

In the beginning, God created the heaven

and the earth.

What is this?

What are you teaching her, man?

Take her to her room!

As a matter of fact, you have been making great progress with her

mathematics. Girls don't need to know how to juggle with numbers.

Mr. Squirtwood.

Dina's mother. I understand that she... died under tragic circumstances.

Yes.

Well, that's not something we speak of here.

Of course not.

It's just that... well, it might help me to understand the child a little better.

To know what's going on inside her head. She did it, you know.

I beg your pardon?

She caused the accident.

The boiling lie that was tipped over my wife, that was Dina's fault. Not that

she did it on purpose, I'm sure.

I'm sure she didn't.

No, she doesn't want to see me.

Of course she does.

Your mother loves you.

Not anymore.

Come, come now.

Come, take my hand.

Your mother is in heaven.

She's... She's happy.

Because now... Now she's free.

Free of all the sorrows and cares of this world.

And that just makes her happy.

Does it?

Yes.

So it was a good thing that happened to my mama?

Well...

Isn't there any sadness?

I know naughty girls.

Nobody else knew how to send Mama up there, but I did. I set Mama free.

Shall we carry on?

Leave me alone.

I want to be with my Mama.

My mama was not gone.

My mama was in heaven.

Locke told me so.

My mama was happy.

Free of all the cares and sorrows of this world.

That day I found a button that had fallen off her dress.

And when I picked it up... It happened.

Excuse me.

I love you.

You've gone grey, Jacob Greenlaw.

Dina?

Well, what's wrong with the grey hair?

Old men do have grey hair. Your husband's hair is grey.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, may we now invite you to take your seats for

dinner?

Isn't Dina going to dine with us? No, she takes her meals in the kitchen.

She's happiest that way.

It sounded like thunder when Thomas and I rode the horses together.

Edouard.

Yes? I need to talk to you.

All right.

This is... Thomas saw me.

And so did Jacob.

Evening, Dina.

Off the bed, are you?

Yes, where else would I be going?

How can I say this?

Good boy.

I want her.

Who? Dina.

My daughter?

I must.

I simply must have her.

Not since I lost my wife, have I?

Edward, you understand?

I want to marry her. Well, I'm quite sure.

Good, good.

I'll have a word with her.

Today.

Today. You promised me today.

Promise, I promise. Today. No, now.

Now. I'll do it now.

What?

Jacob owns the biggest mercantile establishment in the whole county. He

is a wealthy man. He can wipe his ass with his money. Dina!

You haven't got a chance of finding anyone else like him.

Jacob's an old fogey. You will marry him!

Well, Lork, you've been with us for quite a long time now, haven't you?

Ten years.

Ten years? That long?

My, my.

Well, now, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave.

Leave? Goodbye, Lork.

Old leaves first thing in the morning.

Answer me.

Dina, please.

I can't stay here forever.

I cannot teach you anymore.

You also have to learn to cope with loss.

Locke was gone.

And there was only... silence.

This was it.

The big day.

Here I was.

Dina who killed where she loved.

Would they be waving at me if they knew?

I am Dina.

Jacob's wife.

But he doesn't know who I am.

Mama.

My dear girl.

Welcome to Reimsness.

Olivia?

Come and meet your new mistress.

This is the woman who rules the kitchen here at Ransom's.

Oh, this is my other stepson.

Come on.

Dina, say hello to Nils.

Well, I guess the groom's son is allowed to kiss the bride.

Oh, oh, oh, oh. Watch out, young man, watch out.

Let me show you the house.

If you knew how long I've dreamed of this moment.

Stop it!

Come down. Yes, down here right now. I beg you.

Crazy mind, do you want to ruin the whole wedding? You beast.

Yes, I know, I know.

You're like a stallion, you're. No, it won't happen again. Oh, no.

Come down, no, I promise.

Can you expect me to believe that?

I swear to God.

For that you need witnesses.

Come.

Aren't you going to take your clothes off?

It's not like a bulls or horses.

Why are you crying?

Bonjour maman. Bonjour mon fils.

Good afternoon you mean.

What?

What time is it?

What? Yes, well, a man can't sit here all day.

Plenty of things to be getting on with.

Oh, really?

Oh.

Dina, we must find out how to divide up the household duties between us.

I don't know anything about that.

Well, it's time you learned a bit about housekeeping.

Anders, are you coming?

Huh? Are you coming?

Yeah. Dina plays music.

We'll say no more about housekeeping, and it will be your duty to give

recitals for the guests.

Will that suit Mr.

Sovereign'sness?

You're way too dear.

Well, take your business somewhere else and... There isn't anywhere else.

You know that very well. That's right.

Yes?

My receipt.

What is this? First you moan about the price and now you want the receipt.

You do want to be able to shop in future.

Don't you?

I didn't hear you knock.

So I hear you're going to Bergen.

On the Prince Gustav tomorrow.

Have you seen Thomas?

Who's Thomas?

So, your stable lad is off home then?

Thomas will be staying at Reinsness.

You're quite sure about that, are you?

Are you quite sure that you'll ever make it to America?

American? What did you mean by that?

I'm so happy Thomas is staying at Rainsless.

Yeah, Greenlow, Greenlow, you pick us clean.

Tell you what, Jacob, I've gone through your list, everything from rope to

sugar. If you'll undertake to supply Cloudberries to me and me alone from now

on for 12 shillings a pound, then damn it all. Why don't we say you can have

the lot for $2,000?

Well, yes, yes, that sounds fair enough. I wouldn't do it for anyone else.

Cigar?

Don't do it.

Sorry. The price he's quoting for cloudberries is much too low.

Oh, pardon me, ma'am, but we're trying to do business here. The deal you're

proposing is based on the market price at the moment.

But come the winter, the price will be almost double that.

Is that not so, sir?

Are you implying...

That I would try to cheat a good and long-standing business associate? No, it

just strikes me that you are a more astute businessman than my husband.

Madam, quite frankly, I think you should leave.

My wife stays.

Oh, and I'd love a cigar.

What's going on? That's the execution round. One of the manatees is going to

swing today. I want to see it.

Let's go

is good.

Dina. Dina.

Dina! Pardon me.

I think your father wishes to have a word with you.

Are you going to play that all night, Dina?

All night, Dina!

We cannot go on like this, staying up all night, playing,

drinking and... Could we have a sleep for one night in

peace?

Please, you know, I'm... I'm tired.

Jacob? Jacob?

Jacob was no longer strong.

He was frightened and would not play.

He was starting to see who I was.

Go!

Do you know where Jacob is?

Isn't he at Reinsness?

When he goes off, you know where he goes, don't you?

Remember, whatever you hear, you come and tell me.

Right?

Go!

Jacob

could

be gone for days.

without my knowing where he was.

An old horse that would not be ridden, ambling off to hide.

Have you seen Jacob?

I need him, you see.

I need him.

You're a handsome man, Jacob.

He slid off the roof.

That wasn't me.

It's a rather tricky one, this.

It's an open fracture.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Jacob was back, but not as I would have wished.

He begged for forgiveness, but only got a rotting leg.

The stench spread like a nasty rumour.

I can't smell a thing.

It's gangrene.

Ma'am, what's the point of giving me food?

We'll take you to the doctor so that you can have proper care and get well again.

Mama, it's no use.

I'm never going to get well.

They will cut bits of me until there is nothing left.

Yes,

they will. They will cut bits of me.

Tina, let Thomas come with you.

Thomas!

Look at me.

Look at me, Jacob.

Let all the cares and sorrows of this world fall away from you.

To break loose.

Did it rear up?

What happened, Tina?

What happened?

This is the law you're dealing... Tina. Going too fast! What was it that caused

the sleigh to break loose?

Was it the horse?

Did it rear up?

Were you going too fast?

We're going too far!

Stop that screaming!

Please! Did somebody make us stop that screaming? Please!

Dina?

Mistress Karin told me I should stay here at the house in case you should

need any help.

He was not my father, and she is definitely not my mother.

So you see, Anders, if we don't find that will, everything automatically goes

to Dina, and we'll get nothing!

We'll get nothing!

Nothing! Nothing!

Shut up.

What if someone wanted Jacob to plunge over that cliff? And that poor

someone she's left, quite dumb, would grieve enough of this madness.

Nils should know his place.

A foolish man should not be set to rule.

I am Dina.

I will watch over Rainsness.

Always.

Shouldn't I go with you?

Haven't you been wondering?

About what?

It's me now, yeah?

So that means that... Jacob would have to have done it when he was dying.

How could she be carrying his child?

Jesus.

What?

He's a boy.

He's a boy.

What do we do if the wet nurse doesn't come?

Please try again.

Please. He's hungry.

You lost your baby, didn't you?

Who was the father?

Nobody from around here.

Is it true he had a wife and children?

Who says that?

People.

It doesn't matter who the father was.

The baby is dead.

That's right.

It doesn't matter.

I was wondering... if...

the boy...

is he

mine?

He's to be called Jacob, of course.

No, he's not.

He's to be called Benjamin.

Benjamin?

No one in our family has ever been called Benjamin.

You can bawl all you like, but it will be as I say.

Jesus.

Lovely necklace you're wearing, Dagny.

Why, thank you.

It was my mother's.

Yes.

But now it's Dagny's. It belongs to my mother.

No, this is too much.

I'm not a thief.

Take it!

For God's sake, take it!

Dagny.

Dagny, my dear!

Benjamin grew up.

Stina and Thomas took care of him.

Thomas, is this alright?

It's longer strokes, Benjamin.

Benjamin was lucky.

Hello? I guess. See?

He was not alone.

Locke? Locke is dead.

He sent you his cello and a letter.

Dear Dina, by the time you read this letter, I will be dead.

How are you anyway, Dina?

Is life being good to you?

Is life being good to you?

And have you found love?

Promise me that you will.

Well, I've done my duty. That you will embrace life.

I've done my duty, goodbye.

And not death.

And find yourself a man who will help you to live in a world in which there

are no ghosts.

Do not ever be lonely as I have been.

For I have only one friend.

Death.

He lies here beside me in my bed, faithful to the end.

And his cold breath makes my eyes water.

Dina, play for me.

Let me try.

The day burned.

And the day would never be the same again.

Time stood still and... I felt silence.

What on earth do you people think you're doing?

Fetch a bucket and form a chain!

Then someone shouted in a strange voice.

A stranger had come with their Prince Gustav.

What?

Leo... Leo Tsiolkovsky.

Does not smell like a seaman.

And he reads Russian poetry.

Go away, Jacob.

Damn you, leaving me alone.

Russian prices are much lower, aren't they?

Of course, you have much to learn from the Russian merchants.

Oh, such as?

In Russia, all our trading is quite impartial.

Whether we are dealing with humans or saltfish, the principle is perfectly

simple. The people work like slaves. Our prices are unbeatable.

In this country, we're not allowed to trade in human beings.

Most a pity.

That is probably the reason why you will survive and your dear colleagues in

Russia will not.

Mrs. Greenlow.

Please, sit down.

You won't be one of those damned revolutionaries who want to steal all

property and deliver it into the hands of the masses. Cannot steal property.

Property is theft.

Do you enjoy being a provocateur, Mr. Chukot? I'm just a man of my time.

I happen to be the first of my generation, just as you are the last of

yours. Well, what great good fortune for us old fogies to have the chance of

dining with the future itself.

I cannot imagine a more beautiful representative of the past.

Then yourself, Mrs. Greenwald. I say, kill the devils.

Damn anarchists spreading their disease all over Europe.

Damn them.

And who's to say that the masses really do want the same things?

Ah,

young woman, come.

What do they call you?

Christine, sir.

Christine, what do you think about the latest political developments in France?

Beg your pardon, sir?

What can you possibly hope to gain by having a say in the way things are run?

You see?

They have no idea what's going on.

Step outside and I'll show you who says what goes.

Now, now, Mr. Sikorsky.

Drink your brandy.

And don't ever show your face in real.

Get out!

Right.

No more fisticuffs tonight.

Why do you all look so serious?

Let's dance.

My Russian friend.

Let's have a drink.

So

who

are you?

A damned anarchist?

An anarchist?

It's every man for himself in this life.

And you're no different.

You don't fool me, Mr.

Anarchist.

You're from Russia.

I'm going to America.

I don't intend to rot here for the rest of my life.

To America.

To America. To America!

You're going to need a lot of money.

I want to show you something.

Come.

Come.

Has everyone gone to bed?

Oh, there you are.

I had your coat cleaned.

Thank you. That was very kind of you.

Kindness is not exactly what I'm best known for.

Then I'm in luck this evening.

What do you do, Leo Tchaikovsky?

I have a mission.

And what might that be?

I'm afraid I really cannot talk about it. Is it so dangerous?

I see you read Pushkin.

Why have you drawn red lines under some words?

Do you read Russian?

Do you write poetry yourself?

No.

No. Poets are such sensitive souls.

And you are not.

Oh, I have been known to fall into that trap.

As Pushkin did.

You know, he was killed in a duel, a fight over some woman.

Where was he hit?

In the stomach.

A bad spot.

Perhaps Pushkin should have sent you in his place.

After all, you do go around with a pistol in your bag.

You seem to take all this talk of suffering and death very well.

I'm not easily scared.

Not even by death?

Not even by that.

You two realize that we've met one another before?

In Bergen?

I saw you in Bergen.

These are coded messages.

I can tell.

Why are you here, Mr.

Sikorsky?

I'm courting you, Dana Greenlow.

Stina? What is it?

I'm going to have a baby!

Who by?

It's a lie. Oh, yes.

Oh, yes At any rate she's pregnant and I hardly think that the child was put

there by the Holy Ghost I Suppose it wasn't here you raped her

Who are you to walk

in here into my office Who's the father of your child

She's done it before.

She's lying.

I'll give you a choice, Nils.

Either you marry Stina or you leave Reinsness.

I can't marry a girl like

that.

Are you still going to America?

A trip like that doesn't come cheap.

I can dream.

Can't I?

Or maybe you have money.

No, I don't.

Off you go.

What?

I'm going to go over your latest accounts.

Now?

And where did you see all this money came from?

I want you to put it in the bank for me. One third in Stina's name, one third in

Benjamin's, and a third for me.

All this money for that little slut?

You're always so quick to judge.

Now we are judging her almost as quickly as you judged me.

You?

When did I judge you?

When I killed mother.

Yes, well, you say the strangest things.

Do you still hear her?

Oh, yes.

I hear her. I hear her every single day.

Won't you ever stop hating me?

Tina, please, please, please. Tell me the truth, Father!

Tell me what you feel.

What I feel?

I feel...

How long will you be staying this time, Mr.

Zhukovsky? I have to be on my way again tomorrow. I have a business in

Trondheim. What?

Sorry?

Why do you have to leave so soon?

I have to collect a prisoner there and take him to Bergen. A prisoner?

So you transport prisoners, do you? That's right.

That sounds exciting.

Yes, it's a very enlightening business.

Enlightening!

Spending time with prisoners, enlightening business, well, well, well.

They teach me something about myself.

They teach him something. He is enlightened.

And what might that be?

Sorry? You said the prisoners taught you something about yourself?

Yes, that the things you do are not always a true measure of who you are.

Leaving?

You defend them, do you?

Leah must not leave.

We all have our secrets.

How can you tell that I'm not a killer?

Mama has given us her blessing.

How awful.

We have a pact. And who knows what sins Mrs. Greenlow or your good self might

have committed in the past.

Who's to say that we don't all have some crime on our conscience?

No, Mama.

I have lived long enough among the dead.

Leo's skin is warm.

Do not bring him to our world.

And where will you be staying in Bergen?

I have quarters in the courthouse.

Good evening.

Nils will also be leaving us very soon.

Where are you going, Nils?

To America.

If he can afford it.

Stina?

Stina?

I've been thinking.

Why don't we get married?

What do you say?

Say something.

The Master is asking you to marry him.

The Master is telling you... He's telling you to marry him!

Thank you.

No.

No! No!

No! No!

No! No!

No!

Do you love anyone, Leia

Tchaikovsky? I did once.

When I was a young man, but I lost her. She died.

Do you still see her?

I don't have assignations with death.

I prefer to let the dead mind the dead.

Do you know that I killed my mother?

But she's all right.

We can't do without one another. I know.

Do you?

I feel death close by whenever I visit Rensnas.

She's walking towards us.

She has never moved like that before.

Kristen, I'm sorry, ma'am.

Leo, where are you?

Your child is growing inside me.

I know of no fine words to do with love.

They wither like flowers when I try to pick them.

But all the things I wish to say are etched into Pushkin's poems.

Leo, before you came, death was safe.

But now...

You have given me the words, and I cannot be left here alone to keep them

warm.

I want to be your mission.

You can't be serious.

It's an excellent arrangement.

Stina is on her own, you are on your own, and besides, her child needs a

father. Benjamin needs one too.

You are living in a dream, Thomas.

You don't like it that I look in your direction.

There is no hope looking in my direction.

I can't stand it!

Get back to work.

So what does madam wish?

You know your wish is my command.

Clean yourself up. You clean me up.

It's your mess.

I'm tired of all your accusations.

Nils probably had a reason to hang himself.

It was his decision.

It's strange, Dina, how people always die around you. We have nothing more to

talk about.

By the way, have you heard anything from your dear friend the Russian?

What was his name again?

Shukovsky, something or other.

What have you heard?

Oh, well, it's quite tragic, you know. It turns out he was a spy.

The man was an anarchist.

So now he's rotting behind bars in Bergen.

Accused of...

having conspired against the king.

An anarchist, right in our midst.

Woo!

Yes, he made proper fools of us all.

Some idiot, you know, actually believed that he had some dealings with the

courthouse in Bergen and sent him a book full of coded messages.

Well, that's what gave him away.

What's going to happen to him?

You hang, of course.

Dina!

I don't hate you.

I'm your father. I love you.

You've got to stay here!

No. If you go, I won't be here when you get back.

And where will you be? I might be dead.

Then you'll have had a short life. I don't care. Benjamin.

Everyone cares about their own life. Well, I don't, and I'll come back as a

ghost.

I should hope so.

Then I won't have lost you completely.

You admit that it was you who sent that book to Mr.

Zhukovsky, which is tantamount to confessing that you have been involved

in a conspiracy against the king and others.

Guilty of high treason. No, you don't understand. There are no coded messages

in that book. No coded messages?

At least not the kind you are talking about.

It was only a game which Mr. Tchaikovsky and I played for our own amusement.

No more than that. That's not what he told us. He never even mentioned your

name. Not one word.

Rather strange, wouldn't you say, if it's all just a matter of a game and a

man is in danger of being hanged by his neck.

Mr. Tchaikovsky is a gentleman.

He has just wanted to keep me out of it.

Well... He didn't have much luck there, did he?

So you admit that you had a hand in creating these codes?

Wouldn't it seem rather stupid to deliver a top secret document right into

the hands of the very authorities which would now condemn us to death?

Mrs. Greenlow, are you in love with this man?

I cannot see that that is any of your business.

It's my business if I'm wasting my time on lovesick women.

Lea Schakowsky is a dear friend.

There was a letter inside the book, a letter that consisted of nothing but a

series of numbers.

But if deciphered in the right way, these numbers formed a message.

Yes. Yes!

It is a message.

If you would be so kind.

My darling Leo, Pushkin wrote, I love you.

Love you even as I rage at myself for this obsession.

And as I make my shamed confession, despairing at your feet, I lie.

Leo, I have this terrible dream that you are wondering about carrying Pushkin's

pistol.

And I am left alone.

Your child is growing inside me.

I know of no fine words to do with love.

They wither like flowers when I try to pick them.

Leo, before you came, death was safe.

But now, I want to be with you. I want to be your mission.

Why didn't you just sign yourself the lovesick widow and be done with it?

May I see him?

Zukavsky, visitor.

Tina. I've spoken to them and explained it was only a game.

I'm sure they were beginning to have doubts.

And they cannot condemn you if they reason it out. This isn't just about the

book and the code.

I don't know anything about you.

Who are you?

I'm no one, Tina.

I'm no one.

I have my mission.

I can't marry a man who does not exist.

Oh, are we to be married?

Yes.

I doubt if the prison chaplain can perform any other service other than the

last rites. It must not happen.

Don't tell me you're beginning to fear death.

I want to spend my life with Julio.

Time's up, ma'am.

Give me your hand.

There's something I haven't told you. Time's up, I said. No, one minute,

please. Afraid not.

Just one minute!

Don't you touch me!

oh jesus

And the ones that don't die... I kill.

No, Tina.

How are you?

Have you heard anything?

I've made inquiries everywhere from Bergen to Kirkenes.

No one has laid eyes on him since his release.

No, Anders.

Benjamin and I were alone.

The two of us together.

Turn into the wind.

Look at the sail.

I taught him to sail fast.

Fast enough to outrun the Prince Gustav.

Too fast it was.

This is it.

I am dying.

Mama is calling.

Make it easy on yourself, Dina.

Let all the chaos and sorrows fall away from you.

mm-hmm

Leo, I know of no fine words to do with love.

They wither like flowers when I'm trying to be. I don't have assignations with

death.

I prefer to let the dead mind the dead.

As I wish to say, we're etched into Pushkin's poems.

We all have our secrets.

Leo, before you came, death was safe.

But now, you have given me the works, and I cannot be left here alone to keep

them.

I want to be your mission.

I have my mission.

What are you doing?

Do you know where the money is?

Is that why you came back?

Because you needed money?

Do you think you can come here, sow your seed and then just up and leave again?

Sow my seed?

Thousands of people are starving and here we stand talking about your

breaking heart.

What are you doing?

You don't know me.

If this is your way of making a proposal, it's a poor way to go about

it.

I won't ever let anyone leave me again.

I can't hang around here, hide your apron strings.

Then I'm glad your baby bled away.

What?

What baby? I won't let you leave me.

Try to rest.

Are you going to stay here?

I'm always going to be leaving you, Dina.

But I will always come back.

Thank you.