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Ask me what I want and I will answer you:
"I want it all now" (Kathy Acker)
Divine. Subtle contrast of saturation,
freshness and spiciness.
Harmony of flavors.
However, this topic can be developed.
To do, for example... - Yes?
Ah, a set builder. - Exactly.
With a fig in the middle. - Yes.
The fruit of paradise.
Let the guests construct the perfect dish themselves.
Let's turn on their imagination.
Imagine all the lights are out...
the hall is in complete darkness...
and only from there diffused light penetrates.
Dimmed rays softly shine down...
and light the tree in the middle.
It is like the word that was at the beginning of everything.
THE TASTE OF LIFE
COPENHAGEN, 19:23
Thanks.
Your order. Wild apple...
in persimmon jelly, with apple seed cream.
Do you like it? - Great... poem.
Not apples, but food of the gods. Can i have more?
No more. - Are they done, did they eat them?
I kept them to myself. - To understand.
It's a magical thing. - Thanks.
It's busy here. - Do you?
My friend is here. - I won't stand still.
Whiskey Sauer, please.
What is this? - Wild apple...
in persimmon jelly.
Is it tasty? - Not the right word.
Did you know that the apple is mistakenly considered the forbidden fruit?
Are you serious? - Adam and Eve did not eat an apple.
God only knows what it was.
A fig, it could have been a plum or even a lemon.
Hardly that. - Yes?
The word written in the Bible...
means any fruit growing on a tree.
Take Michelangelo's Sistine Chapel.
The snake coils itself around the tree.
This is a fig tree.
Help yourself. - Oh, apple...
Symbol of the Fall.
I had a monk lover. - Sure.
You coming?
"your wife is dating"
"your wife loves another"
After whiskey Sauer I always want a man.
"your wife loves another"
No, don't touch it. - Wait, I'll turn it off.
Christ, Karsten... - Wait.
What? - He has come.
Where, in our restaurant? - Frank wrote to me.
The Michelin expert finally came…
I didn't even know he was in town.
Damn it! - Exactly.
Run, you'll be able to make dessert.
You can't tell them that today is the first time in two years that we are alone.
I love you. - Fasten your pants, maestro.
Greet the children.
"for Karsten"
Henrik! Fix that there.
Anders! - Yes Boss?
was everything ok
Well yes. - Are you sure?
Some of the guests did not eat the oysters,
but it happens, doesn't it? - Okay.
Okay.
Frank! - Yes Boss.
Make me some oysters.
Sure... Sophie, oysters! - Okay, Frank.
Ready.
Boss.
Thanks.
What is this? Answer, what did I eat?
What is this poison, huh?
You were great today. - Thank you boss.
I just want to know one thing.
How in our signature dish...
turned out to be a sour lemon.
Frank? - Yes Boss.
Could you...
explain to me what happened, only in order.
Yes Boss.
I prepared the hors d'oeuvres... oysters...
and I ran out of lemons in the main container,
and I took from the spare... - Have you tried them?
Frank, have you tried them? - No, boss.
Haven't you tried what's on the table?
No. - Sure.
There was a lot of work and... - And you didn't have ten seconds?
I forgot, and you always... - Forgot?
Tell me what you brought...
to that Englishman?
Sour lemons, boss.
It might not have been from Michelin... - That's not important, dammit!
Sophie, what should the cook do?
To cook. - Yes.
And how does he know if the food is good?
It tries. - He's trying, right.
Have you tried, Frank? - No.
Then you're not a chef. - Sorry, boss.
I'm not your boss anymore. You are fired.
From this minute.
Thanks. - Yes.
Does anyone feel sorry for Frank? - No, boss.
All are free. - Let's go home.
Let's go. - See you tomorrow.
Girls, clean the kitchen.
I said leave!
OK, we'll clean up tomorrow morning. Let's go.
We're leaving.
SWEET the day of the first date
Is this edible? What does he allow himself?
I apologize.
We're having our corporate meeting here for the last time, Torben!
The menu should correspond to the season.
You should have made sushi!
To roll rice balls and bake them under mayonnaise.
Now I have to go and buy whatever they ordered.
This will cost us a round sum.
Who allowed you to experiment, my brother?
Have you tried it? - No!
And them? - Yes, and now they walk and spit!
I'll be back in half an hour with normal food.
The guests upstairs have nothing! Think of something!
And you're both fired! March from here!
Torben... - You will wash the dishes yourself!
We are going into savings mode!
Thank you, everything will be paid to you in full.
Don't eat it. Soon there will be sushi.
How can I help you?
What do you plan to do? - More precisely?
What will you serve them while they wait for their food?
I'm not in much of a mood right now.
You better go... up and be merry.
Why don't you pass the drinks?
There is a wide selection here. - The bartender will be here soon.
You must be in trouble.
Yes. - Then make them cocktails.
I will help you.
Say yes. - Okay.
Excellent. - Can you cut an orange?
I think I can do it.
Then wash your hands.
OK, what are we going to do to them? - Whiskey Sauer.
Now we squeeze lemon. - Here?
This is for me.
Well, we have to try it first. - Yes.
Do you have a purpose in life?
A dream? - You immediately take the bull by the horns.
You don't even ask me where I was born and how many men I slept with.
I didn't think about a dream.
No... but you look like a guy who knows what he wants.
I can say what I don't want. - I prefer to hear your wishes.
We know each other too little.
I can't believe my eyes. What is this...
Are you making a hotdog out of my hors d'oeuvres? - Yes, I love hotdogs.
The fun part of my job.
What is she? - I'm an anthropologist.
It is a very democratic food. - Yes?
It is accessible to everyone, day and night.
Class barriers disappear in front of hotdog carts.
All are equal on these queues.
Eating the filled buns, people chat like friends.
Try this.
Very tasty. What is?
These are...
pickled figs.
Have you always wanted to be a chef?
No one thought I would become anything at all.
I went to Japan and when I ran out of money I started
washing dishes in a restaurant. I met a chef there.
He was a magician.
She was an amazing cook.
Simple, wholesome, well-structured dishes.
I realized how close his principles are to me and just...
so... I stayed there for ten years.
Once he handed me this thing.
Santoku. The chef's knife.
He told me: "Don't break up with him..."
and you will become what you want.
"Remember: The knife in the kitchen should only be held by one".
Then he fired me. - Well well well.
And I returned home.
With useless Japanese culinary knowledge?
I don't cook Japanese food. - Then why did you agree?
at this sushi bacchanalia? - No.
My cuisine is based on local traditions, culture,
nature and such...
That's the best a chef can do.
And you're even willing to get fired for the sake of it?
Defending your ideals? - May be so.
Yes.
You need your own restaurant...
and you will get a Michelin star.
Is this your dream? Did I guess?
Yes.
Then you have to change the boss.
Now tell me what do you want?
I want everything now.
Everything?
Career, family? - Yes.
So... what's the problem?
For this you only need persistence, patience...
and passion...
You can't do without them not only in the kitchen, but also in love.
In life too.
But who should make the decisions?
The one to whom the santokuto belongs.
That's what they say. - Yes.
COPENHAGEN, 22:09
I have to run to the restaurant.
At dad's?
Why?
He won't make it without me.
We have a very important guest.
Shall I ask Geeta to look after you?
Yes. - Okay.
Sleep, honey.
Karsten?
Dear?
"for Karsten"
"your wife loves another"
Hello! - Hello sunshine, how did everything go?
Where is everyone? - An accident happened.
The lemons were sour.
Frank didn't have time to try them. Our signature oysters.
And, of course, he just ordered them? - Naturally.
Mr. Hamden of Michelin. - Did he take the portion back to the kitchen?
No, but that's not important. We served spoiled food.
And what did you do, Karsten?
I fired Frank. We close the shutters.
I need some fresh air.
do you have a cigarette
That was all. The end of our dream.
And what are we going to do now?
Will we find a McDonald's? - Go home.
I'll try to track it down.
What why?
I'll convince him to give us another chance.
We must not give up.
That's not how it's done.
Karsten, the restaurant is our life!
I know it very well.
And what? - The Michelin expert is still in town.
I can bribe him. Everyone has a price.
I will find him. - Don't be silly.
Go home!
Maggie: Hi, if you see someone you look like the Michelin expert,
let me know urgently!
Thanks.
Where is Frederick? - In the Great White Hall.
Oysters, lobster, ham...
Bellonian oysters? - Yes, Bellonian oysters.
How much should I order? - The more the better.
Hi Maggie. - Hi, Stan.
Can Frederick have a word? - Of course.
We've already discussed everything. I'll be waiting for you at Bo's before 3 p.m.
I don't want to talk to her.
It doesn't concern me. - Just a few minutes.
Maggie, just please, no scandals.
Of course. Frederick!
Hey.
Did you write this to Karsten?
Why didn't you come to me first?
What happened? You're either sick or a bastard!
Go to hell! - Maggie, I begged you, just not here.
Did you know that the Michelin people are in town?
They didn't come to us.
Thanks. - Greetings Karsten.
SOUR when Frederick saw Maggie
Wait for me!
Be careful, it's slippery here. - Where are we going?
I know a great place.
These are already ripe. Try them.
Kisselchok. - They are sour, but tasty.
No. - Think sweet and sour ice cream,
lemon sorbet. Is it bad?
The combination of flavors...
is the basis of gastronomy. - You're only talking about food, Dad.
Well, yes, I'm a cook.
You're a dad now.
Yes, but food is not just work for me.
She is my life.
Without food we perish.
However, there are other topics.
Shall we look for blueberries?
Yes. - Yes?
Hold on! Oh you, you calpazanka!
Now I will show you!
Bread, for example, can be the tastiest thing in the world.
I do not believe you. - You should.
Did you have a good walk? - Excellent.
I'm gonna catch you now! - There is no!
Good thing you convinced Frederic to come.
He gets along well with imps.
Yes, it's also good for him to take a break from the restaurant.
Hello! - We found a blueberry bush!
Yes? And blueberries, I see.
Were they tasty? - Come here.
You flayed your father. - I have to answer.
Are they? - Yes.
Frederick, come to the kitchen! - Yes Boss.
Shall I bring wine?
Why not? Apparently I chose the wrong brother.
What happened...huh?
They agree.
Are they selling... at our price? - Yes.
Crazy job.
Did something happen?
No, it's just... - What?
Come on tell me. - No.
Isn't it? You always have some secrets...
Close your eyes.
Shut them up, honey. It's time to sleep.
Is this the last time? - What you mean?
For the kiss of the night.
No, why is this a question?
Now that...
you and dad will have your own restaurant
you probably won't have time to...
Eh, you... - Stay with me and...
With you and Chloe? - Yes.
Nonsense... your father and I will always have time for you.
And no restaurant will stop us.
Really? - Of course, fool.
Everything will be old fashioned. - Do you promise?
If you promise me you'll sleep. Do you agree?
Yes. - Well done, young man.
Good night, mom.
Good night, firefly.
Say it too... - You are the specialist in fires.
Are you serious? - You have fireproof hands, like mom's.
Did the poserkovs fall asleep? - They didn't want to sleep.
I finally made it.
They should have dreamed long ago. - Remember yourself as a child.
Oh... something's bothering me. - Let me see.
It is OK. - Are you sure, Frederick?
Stop, don't move.
Did you find anything?
Have you shown this to a doctor? - Which one?
Definitely go. - What's wrong?
The mole on your back is red.
What? Has something happened?
Haven't you been paying attention to Maggie's mole?
I saw her and told her. - I'm hearing it for the first time.
I have told you many times that if it bothers you, go see a doctor.
It's just... - Tell me if you forgot.
Definitely go see you.
My brother had to have it removed. - Really?
I'll call him. He knows good specialists.
No, you don't have to. - I can send him an SMS.
No need, Frederick.
We'll be fine on our own.
So, who wants coffee with cognac?
My savior Saint Bernard! - Stop it, please.
Stellan, you? - I agree.
No one will freeze today. We have a sea of alcohol.
Let's start with the cognac. Frederic, can I drink it?
Yes, go ahead. - Come on in.
And you, honey? - Yes.
No, this is for you. - You don't like it!
Karsten, pour me too. - Now, now, everyone in turn.
I'll go see how the kids are.
Let them sleep.
Maggie, can I help you with something?
You can pour me some wine.
Thanks.
Excuse me, please.
For what? - That I called tactlessly.
Karsten must know and... - No, don't apologize, everything is fine.
Definitely... I'm going to see a doctor.
Thanks. - Okay.
They seem to want more wine.
I give.
I really told you.
What? - About the mole.
Do not you remember? - You didn't tell me anything.
How could I not be... Doesn't it hurt?
No way. - This is good.
Shall we share the news about the restaurant with the others?
I can tell them tomorrow at lunch...
Quietly.
Let's sleep.
We had a good time today, didn't we?
Quiet, you'll wake the kids. - They are fast asleep.
How old is she? - Between three and five.
In this period they are the juiciest.
I feel sorry for them. They are one year old with August.
Are you suggesting we eat them more babies?
Or very old like your grandmother?
You are evil.
Dammit, Chloe! What did you do, where are you looking?
Can it be, eh? You...
Sorry, daughter. Sorry for yelling at you.
It's just the last one, we don't have any more...
Chloe? - It's okay, go.
What happened?
Is everything alright? - Nothing terrible happened.
Just spilled the truffle sauce. - Let's go, darling.
Lord, put canned herring on the table and that's it.
We're not in your restaurant, Torben.
You're not at work now, remember? - You better shut up and go away.
And you act like a father
and don't make your daughter cry over some miserable sauce.
Truffle. French.
Look what a waste! Donkey...
Frederic, did you cut the apples? - Yes.
There they are.
Come on in. - Thanks.
Yes, white for me. - For me too.
Just look. What a wizard.
Thanks Frederic. - Beauty.
Do you know what this is? - Oysters, but I don't like them.
At least try them... smell them.
Scent of nature, eh? - Put it on me too, Frederick!
What gradanny... - Look, Augustus.
Delightful. - He knows how to surprise us.
Torben, take it too. Look how he looks at you.
It looks very tempting.
They were accompanied by... truffle sauce...
but nothing, bon appetit. - I love oysters.
They are delicious when young.
How do you know? - From dad.
It happened to your father.
It's just amazing. Do you agree, Stellan?
A magnificent symphony of the four main flavors.
Perfect performance. Laconic and sophisticated.
High level!
And that's all? He's a real genius, isn't he Torben?
I don't know, I'm not one of those snobs who likes picky.
Torben, stop it! - Typical of his style.
Friends, I want to propose a toast.
For the warm atmosphere and for Karsten's culinary masterpieces.
And Frederick. - Of course, and Frederick.
To you Stellan, Carsten's friend and mentor...
and besides, I want to raise a glass…
for our new restaurant "Malus".
The first step towards our dream.
Honey... - We'll get that star.
You will get it.
Why am I silent?
I wanted to tell you, but... - Let's drink!
For you! - Torben?
A Michelin star?
Isn't that too presumptuous? - Yes, it's not easy to take.
It's a pass to heaven, but the road sometimes ends in failure.
You have to learn to expand your taste palette.
But gently, maintaining the balance and adding new shades.
Search for your handwriting.
I'll try, Stellan.
And you, Frederick, will you help me?
Of course I'm with you. - Excellent duet.
In six months, you'll be delivering pizzas.
Torben, stop it! - They must be morally ready!
Well well. - Don't listen to him!
I am so happy for you.
It's a big event, but I don't understand something.
You work together, share a bed,
you raise the children. How come you haven't killed yourself yet?
I want to poke Torben's eyes out at least once a day, tell them, dear.
Is it just once?
I raise a toast too. For Maggie... and for our dream.
For our dream. Oh, and for the kids.
Are you listening, Augustus? - Yes.
Chloe. - Yes.
For you. - And for you.
Don't believe that summer will come
until they drive winter out the door.
The sun will break through the clouds
and you will immediately feel warmer.
I will plant flowers all over the garden
and I will lead the cows to the lawn.
Summer will come and delight us,
i promise you my friend...
COPENHAGEN, 22:47
VIV: Hi Maggie. I think the Michelin dude is with us.
Hi Viv! - Hello.
Where is? - You just left.
Are you serious? - Yes.
Why didn't I keep him? - He was in a hurry to get somewhere.
Xander, do you know where the Englishman went?
He stayed at "Herman". - I'm going.
It's easy to organize. Yes of course.
Great, so we have a deal, yes.
I will send the reports tomorrow. Thanks, all the best.
Hello. - Good evening.
Sorry to bother you... - Are you looking for me?
Yes... tell me, were you at Malus restaurant today?
Why? - There has been a terrible misunderstanding.
We want to invite you once again tomorrow.
I don't understand you... - Of course, at our expense.
Excuse me, is this for the Smithsonian? Take it to the 210th.
Are you a Smithsonian? - Yes...
and I haven't been to Malus, but I'd love to.
I... excuse me. It seems I was wrong.
OILY when Maggie saw Frederick
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Your mole is benign. Blood tests are good.
Thank God everything is fine.
Yes. - Were you very afraid?
Nothing surprising. This is always a serious stress.
Psychologists advise you to let off steam.
Share with loved ones.
Do you have... someone to talk to?
I know this isn't always easy, but...
I recommend it to you.
Okay.
Are these the last snacks? - Yes Boss.
Okay. Don't forget bread. - No, boss.
They just called. Is everything ready?
Yes, bread, snacks, full set. - Okay.
Hi Maggie. - Hello Frank.
Hello, little one.
Do you have a minute?
We were ordered a buffet for 80 people, but we can't make it...
Boss, can you take a look? - Now.
Is something urgent? - No, it's not urgent.
I'll be free in an hour and we'll go home together.
I will take a walk.
Will you buy a berry for the kids for breakfast?
Thus, the sauce... Liver!
Hello. - Hello.
Hello Frank. - Maggie.
Is Karsten in there? - I sent him home, he's overtired.
Run until he falls asleep.
Guys, we're done and you're free.
Will you take them to a bar, Frederic? - Why not.
I wish you a pleasant holiday.
Maggie, come with us! - No, I'm going home.
Enough, let's go.
You can't live on dreams alone.
Rest. Sometimes you have to let go.
Where will we go?
Where are the others?
I do not know.
Are you seeing a doctor about the mole?
Yes, I went. And...
the doctors said everything was fine.
I am very happy. I was worried about you.
Thanks.
COPENHAGEN, 23:15
Damn it!
KARSTEN: Go home now!
Let `s try. This is not a joke...
Hello! - Come here.
Hello, little one. Did you understand something?
No, I didn't find it.
Hi Frederic. - Hello.
I called some acquaintances. Frederic may be able to help us.
He thinks he knows where Hamden is now.
Hello.
And where is it? - I think he checked into our hotel,
but not sure because the admin is new
and she may have mixed up the names. - When will it be clear?
They will call soon. - Dad, dad!
I'll go to him... otherwise he won't sleep.
I'm coming!
What are you doing here? Huh?
I'm trying to help. What, shouldn't you?
Did you write to Karsten?
Do you, Frederick? - I do not know what you mean.
Have you told anyone about us?
Remember he said that everything has to be paid for?
Yes. - And what did you sacrifice?
I didn't cost you anything!
Is it him?
Where is he, Frederick?
Karsten is dearer to you than me,
and the success of your restaurant is more expensive than Karsten!
He made a lot of money there.
Your entire legacy.
Want to know where Hamden is?
If you insist on knowing where he is, I'll tell Karsten about us.
You are sick.
If you stop looking for where Hamden is,
then Karsten won't understand anything either.
You are right. Everything has to be paid for.
Decide.
Which is more important to you?
Your husband or your dreams of fame?
Are there any news?
What?
It is not him.
What... and I thought that... - It wasn't him.
It's not Hamden.
Sorry I couldn't help. It's time for me to go.
I will send you.
Be mad at me if you want, but why are you involving Karsten?
You have only seen good from him. - You have one last chance.
I'll tell you where Hamden is if you come to me at night.
I'm sorry, dear.
I failed.
I'm a bad husband, father, lover. I'm nobody.
Pathetic ineptitude...
chasing star.
I used to think:
We will get the star and everything will be fine...
and now... we won't be able to
defend the high prices on the menu
and very soon we will burn out.
What are you talking about, no. - It is inevitable.
You gave me everything and I, like a fool, took it for granted.
I puffed up, flapped my wings and pretended to be someone…
Stop it.
Calm down, the main thing is that we are together. - I do not deserve you.
You deserve better. Are you happy with me?
We'll figure something out.
I love you.
I love you too. - Can I have some water?
I'm coming!
This is your last chance.
Damn it!
Who is it? - It's me.
It came anyway. - Open it, Frederick.
Now. Don't be nervous.
SALT this time in the woods
Hello. - Hello, baby.
Frederick... don't call me here. - I just wanted to hear your voice.
I thought I would come across as "secretary". - You're crazy.
I can not talk right now.
I was hired at Angleterre...
I'll call you later, okay? - Okay, I will wait.
Okay.
Sensing. - I love you.
August?
August. Come here.
Firefly!
What are you doing there? - I'm looking for fish.
There aren't any fish here, you bastard.
Mom! Do fish live in water?
Of course. - Did you hear?
Stop it, Augustus! - Stop, stop!
What are you doing huh? Why did you hit her?
She called me a tramp and said there are no fish here!
My fool... Chloe, come here.
Yes mom.
He's right, you teased him.
Don't insult him anymore and don't fight, okay?
He started first. - I scolded him too.
Apologize to your sister. - No.
Augustus, apologize now! - I do not want.
Without "I don't want". Sorry Chloe, sorry August.
Come on, one, two, three. You're older, go ahead.
Let him be first. - One word, sorry.
Excuse me.
Come on. - Sorry, Chloe.
Now hug each other.
That was it... now let's look for mushrooms.
Well done. - There are a lot of mushrooms here.
Did you find it too? - Look!
Watch out for fly agaric. - Yes.
I have to call. Look after your brother, yes?
Okay.
Chloe!
Look how many mushrooms I found.
Come here!
Idiot. - Hello.
Can you hear me? - Too bad, you're interrupting.
Is it better now? - May be.
Hello. - Hello.
I just wanted to...
to hear your voice
You're crazy.
Will you be able to come with me to Paris? - I don't know yet.
It will be difficult, but I will try to get out.
If... - Do you want it?
I want you...
and you know it.
Frederick?
Help me, I'm drowning here.
I'm afraid of losing you. - That won't happen.
I'm with you.
Hello. - I am listening to you.
Okay.
I wish to see you.
I'll call you.
Until... - Until...
So how are you here, did you collect a lot?
Here it is. - Let's see...
Is that much? - Is not.
Where is August?
August? Where is?
I do not know. It was just here.
Hiding from us, calpazanina.
Chloe and I are going home to eat hotdogs, bye!
August!
August.
Where did you say you saw it? - Here, when you go to speak.
August!
I asked you to watch over him! - I can't constantly...
August! Okay, take it easy. Damn it...
August!
Didn't he go to the lake? - I do not know.
God, Chloe, you were with him! - I'm not his nanny!
But I asked you! - And what?
August! - Wait for me!
August!
August!
August!
Yes? - Augustus got lost.
What happened? - He was with us, we were collecting mushrooms and...
They were together with Chloe, and now he's gone.
It will be dark in half an hour.
Sent Chloe on her way to wait for us there.
Honey, Dad and Stellan and the others are coming here.
Go to the road, wait for them there and bring them here.
And you? - I will stay looking for Augustus.
You are brave, you will succeed. - I'm going to get lost.
Just walk along the path next to the road and I'll be here nearby.
I'm afraid! - We can't do it without you!
I need to find Augustus, go. - No!
Go to the road and bring dad and the others!
I can't go for you!
I do not want! - Chloe, stop!
August will die if we don't find him before dark!
Go away. - I'm afraid!
Who am I talking to, Chloe! Quick!
Begum!
Chloe, go! - I'm afraid!
Straight on the path!
August!
August!
August!
August!
August!
August! - August!
I think I found something! - August!
In the lake! There is something here!
Is it him? August?
No. - What was?
A wild boar. We keep looking!
August!
August!
August!
August! - August!
Chloe, come here.
Here it is! We found it.
August! - Everything seems fine.
He just fell asleep. - Oh, Augustus!
Did you sleep, little boy? - Everything is fine.
It's okay... - I just wanted to see a fish...
Let me look you over. How are you, huh?
My little...
Thank goodness.
Well, it's over. Let's go home.
Let's go, little fisherman.
Forgive me.
I have nothing to forgive you for.
Nothing has happened. Look how they spin.
I couldn't live without you.
And we are nowhere without you!
I love you.
I love you too.
Well, don't... It's okay.
I love you.
Come on.
FREDERICK
FREDERICK: What are you doing?? CALL ME!!!
COPENHAGEN, 23:45
I'm glad it got away.
Would you like wine?
What are you doing? - I undress so you can fuck me.
Stop it. - What, you don't like the word?
Knock, knock, knock. - Why is that?
And how, the victim of blackmail should not get pleasure.
You are not a victim.
You also.
Come on.
Come here!
Not necessary. I said no!
Where is he?
Where is Hamden, Frederick?
No! - Why so...
Get your work done. Where is he?
He is not from Michelin. - What?
What? - Just some impostor.
He knows how to behave to be thought of as a Michelin expert.
How long have you known him?
Torsten from Fisk revealed it.
Yesterday, the Englishman tried to return the same focus to him.
You are a big pig...
I love you. - No.
You don't even know what that is.
Dear?
Karsten? He is not from Michelin.
Just some Englishman.
He pretended to be an expert. Can you hear me?
What about you?
I was looking for cigarettes in your coat...
and I came across…
Do you know what this is?
It's about you here.
Where did you get it from?
I found him at the restaurant.
But it is addressed to me.
Yes. - And you took it.
Because...
because is it true?
Karsten... - Who is he?
Is this important? - Who is it?
I do not love him.
Of course, while a man is jostling for a
Michelin star is a convenient time for an affair.
It's all over a long time ago. - Who is he?
It's not important... - Answer me, who is he?
Frederick.
Frederick?
Please forgive me. It was a terrible mistake.
I'm so ashamed... - So... okay.
I understood well. There is nothing to worry about.
What are you talking about... - I'm not the cheated husband anymore.
It's over, Maggie.
It's over between us. - Do not talk like that.
We haven't slept together for a long time, we haven't laughed and we haven't even cried,
most likely because you have a lover
but the problem is much deeper. We just don't love each other anymore.
I can't speak for you, but I'm sure about myself.
Karsten...
This happened because...
I was worried about the biopsy.
Sure, sure.
And you weren't there for me. - Yes, as always.
But now I realized how stupid I was...
You can't have everything at once.
We must be wrong... - What the hell "we"?
There is no "we"! "We"... are two pieces of garbage.
Here's all the love for you!
No.
I love you. - No.
No, it's not true. - Forgive me.
Maggie... I don't love you.
I don't love you and I want you gone. Get out, get out.
Get out, it's over!
Go away! This is not your home anymore!
How so... and the children... - Did you think of them now?
Karsten... - Go away!
No! - Go away.
Do not! - Go away!
Please... - Didn't you get it?
I don't love you anymore.
FURIOUS two months later
What did you say to the reporters? - About?
Nothing, they care about the restaurant, not us.
And if... if they ask, what are we going to tell them?
What do you want us to tell them?
I don't want to talk at all... - That's what we'll do.
Hello! - Good day.
I couldn't park...
Do you want? - Coffee... how nice.
Welcome. - Are we starting?
So how do you feel as
contenders for a Michelin star?
Okay, great.
Press into him.
Closer.
Yes, very well.
Great, thank you. Thanks.
Excuse me, where is the library? - On the second floor.
Hello. - Good day.
Chloe has been distracted lately, her success has dropped.
We know about the changes in your family life
and it certainly affects Chloe as well.
She shows no interest in the learning process,
hardly communicates with his classmates. He stopped doing his homework.
It may sound quite abrupt to you,
but she looks unhappy.
The little girl needs professional help,
which we cannot give him.
What do you mean?
I think she should talk to a psychologist, a specialist.
And the sooner the better.
No wonder Chloe is restless…
Considering her parents are in a fight.
It would be nice if Chloe went through something like…
rehabilitation course.
Unfortunately, the school does not have the necessary resources...
We will find a place. - Excellent, we just want...
Yes, I understand. Is that all?
Shall I give you a ride?
I'm going to the restaurant, are you on your way?
Yes, sit down. - Okay.
Do you want to talk? - Not particularly.
Shall we pretend there's no problem?
It is best to listen to their advice and seek a psychologist.
And? - And what?
Will you follow his recommendations?
I'm ready for anything for Chloe, but I'm not sure that's what she needs.
It's not her fault we're getting divorced.
Are you saying it's my fault? - Yes.
Karsten...
Excuse me. It's not your fault, I just...
Are we bad parents? - As parents...
we failed. And not just as parents.
Nobody cares... the good intentions, the hopes, the dreams.
What matters is what is served on the table.
FAMILY COUNSELING CENTER
At first... it was all very strange.
I remember falling asleep...
and I woke up in our summer cottage...
in my room.
My father was screaming in the kitchen.
A friend of his was with him.
Dad said we were going to live there for a few days.
Anything to add, Anton?
Not now. - Okay.
Okay.
And you, Chloe? You are here for the third time.
Do you know why your parents split up?
I think I know.
Okay... so what do you think happened?
The letter.
The letter? What this means?
My mother found the letter
and then dad saw him by accident.
What did it say?
That she loves another.
So now she has someone?
Where did this letter come from?
From me.
Did you write it yourself?
Your mother's? - No, to dad, so he knows...
and end it.
And does he know that the letter is from you?
Didn't you tell him?
What happened after he wrote you the letter?
Dad doesn't want to see Mom anymore.
Even now?
Do you want me to tell your father
that you wrote the letter?
Do you want them to know that the letter was from you?
But you won't tell them yourself?
Then can I tell them? - No.
Are you afraid that they will blame you for everything?
That's exactly what will happen. - Not at all.
I'm sure your parents will get it right.
Do you think they would have stayed together if she hadn't written the letter?
To think so.
Hello! My Sunshine!
How are you? - Okay.
Is everything alright? - Yes.
First we will take Augustus from the garden…
After that? - We're going to see dad at the restaurant.
Today, Michelin gives out the stars. - Will they give it to us?
THE STARS OF MICHELIN NORTH REGION
We're kicking off the annual Michelin Star Awards ceremony.
This year brought us many gastronomic discoveries.
Hello August!
So Denmark. - Quiet, now it's us!
The new owners of one Michelin star in Denmark.
We start with the restaurants in Copenhagen.
The chefs present... - Karsten from "Malus"!
So... Alouette, Clow, Formel B, Kin-Kin,
Kokeriet, Kong Hans Kelder,
Marshall, 108,
Relay and Sulerud Clos.
What? - Chefs on stage please!
What the hell? - Let's applaud them!
Can we be singled out? - We're not, I checked.
Now we will see a short video presentation
of the new star restaurants.
That's because he didn't go.
It didn't go and they worked out. You should have been there.
I sent Stellan. - They were offended by your attitude.
The children needed me here. - And what do we gain from this now?
Just think, the wretched Cokeriet with their "Natural Wine"!
These were the last restaurants to receive one star.
Let's applaud the laureates!
And now we will announce the restaurants with two Michelin stars in Copenhagen.
Restaurant Alchemyk, A-O-S, Jordner and Noma
and the incredible find of the year…
Malus!
Two stars, Karsten! They gave us straight two stars!
A true confession! Unbelievable!
We made it! Now we are at the top!
Congratulations bro! - Thanks.
Who did you hit on? Certainly not us and our father.
We don't have much imagination. - Thanks, Torben.
Hush, hush... hear me! Karsten, come here!
Faster!
We want a speech. Speech, speech, speech!
Well well.
So...
God, what was that?
Greetings to all. - Hooray!
Ten years ago...
I worked for my brother Torben.
Not very successful. - To put it mildly.
But still...
something good came out of it.
Once we served at a corporate banquet.
They didn't like the food, you were very angry...
and then... a woman came into the kitchen.
She appreciated my cooking but noticed that something was missing.
"Try making a sandwich out of it, let's say a hotdog
and then it will be a delicacy"... Hotdog!
I was going to be offended, but she was cute and clearly amused...
Yes. He also said…
that someday i will get a star
It took me ten years to figure it out.
And here it is today...
I am happy to inform you...
that we are the only...
a two-star Michelin restaurant with a disgusting hotdog on the menu!
Oh yeah!
God sees that it was not easy for us. You all worked tirelessly.
You are fantastic, extraordinary.
I don't even know how to thank you.
Forgive the fool.
At the very beginning, my chef gave me this knife and said:
Take it and remember:
In the kitchen, the knife is held by only one, the main one.
And he was right.
But life... is not all about the kitchen and the restaurant.
There's only one reason I'm here.
And this is Maggie.
Let's drink to Maggie.
For Maggie, for Karsten, for Malus and for all of us!
Chloe?
Daughter, what's the matter with you?
what's up baby
What's going on with her? - I do not know.
Chloe, can you hear me? What happened?
Chloe... hey! - Chloe... God, what happened to her!
Look at me! Daughter...
Breathe, my gold. Breathe, it's okay.
We are here. We are with you.
Everything is fine.
I... - What, honey?
I wrote the letter.
Chloe, mom and dad are here.
We will never leave you.
My strawberry...
Come here. - Like this.
Do you want something to drink? Do you feel better?
Dad has prepared something for us. - Two seconds.
Excuse me.
You are not to blame for anything.
I failed everything. - No.
You didn't do anything wrong.
If someone did something stupid
it's me and your dad. Do you understand?
Shouldn't you be celebrating now? - Of course not.
We are fine with you. - But you deserved it.
Nonsense.
Here's a hotdog.
As a matter of fact, Maggie invented them.
Is it our mom? - Yes.
The meat filling gives the salt, the mayonnaise the fat,
ketchup sweet and sour taste,
and the onions are for crunching.
So, maestro, welcome. - Do you want to?
I don't want ketchup.
Just meat? - Yes.
Is it that good? Eat.
What's up Augustus? - This is no hot dog.
And what is... it's a hotdog. - No!
Actually, he's right. And what do you say?
And you, Brute? - I agree with the children.
It's not a hotdog. - So, what shall we do?
Mustard...
Do you like cucumbers? - Thanks.
Come on in. - Thanks.
Is this one better? - Much better.
I am very happy. - How is it, Chloe?
Do they taste better than mine?
What, really?
Okay, but he doesn't have stars.
Deliciousness.
A final scene follows…
This is for you. Whiskey Sauer.
Well, if you ask me so much...
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