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How I have been longing for you, Leander.

Since you went away, hardly a day goes by that I do not think of you. Please hurry back, Leander.

Leander.

Do you feel sick?

No. I am in love with you.

It is impossible, Leander.

But why?

Won't you try to understand?

I want you Claudette. I want you.

No, please don't want me.

Why don't you go back to see your family, Leander?

As the Naked Wind from the Sea

Leander will probably be arriving late tonight.

I hope he still recognizes me.

You haven't changed nearly as much as you think, my dear.

Two years is not such a long time.

- Maybe he won't like me anymore. - No.

- There is something in his letter that bothers me. - What is it?

Jacobowski is sending him home.

Leander was due to stay in Switzerland a few more months.

He says there are a few things he has to straighten out.

I hope he has not gotten into debt.

Not Leander. If he had, he would have told me.

No, it must be something else, overwork or something like that.

Jacobowski drives his pupils terribly hard.

Perhaps he started taking something he shouldn't.

That's ridiculous.

He says he climbs mountains and rides a horse, so it can't be that.

If you ask me, I'd say it's on account of a girl.

It's very strange that he does not say why he is coming home.

He is not in love.

Just for argument's sake, let's assume that he's not.

It could be that he is just homesick.

Nonsense, Jacobowski wouldn't send him home for that.

No, there's some mystery with this.

We will find out soon, because he will be here soon.

Whatever the reason is, it is wonderful that he will be here during the summer.

And when you've finished studying in Switzerland, we will go on a concert tour together. You and me.

You'll play the violin and become world famous. I'll be there to take care of you

Please hurry home.

[We accommodate your desires]

- Is the coffee ready? - Yes.

- Cup? - Yes.

Thanks, Aino.

Oh, the flowers are lovely.

Of course he should have flowers for his first morning home again with us.

Leander will like this.

You'll take it in?

Yes.

No, I'll take it in myself.

- You can bring in the coffee, Aino. - Yes.

Yes, come on in.

- Good morning, my son. - Good morning.

- Did you sleep well? - Yes, I slept well.

Oh... wonderfully.

Aino's bringing you breakfast.

She's from Finland. She only knows a few words of Swedish. She is a sweet and charming girl.

I know. I met her yesterday.

- This room is yours from now on, Leander. Papa's room. - Yeah.

Today you get breakfast in bed, since it's your first day at home.

Usually it's coffee on the veranda, if the weather is fine. Or in the breakfast room, if it is not.

Yes, order is order.

Say, Leander.

Just between us both.

Why did you come back so early? Honestly?

You should go back to bed again, my boy.

No, don't move. Stay right where you are.

An Etruscan.

In a stream of sunlight.

He looks like a Greek god.

Thanks.

Forgive me for upsetting you, but I wasn't thinking.

I am so glad to have you back.

I shouldn't have expected you to be exactly the same.

I'll put on some clothes, and then we'll play together. Would you like that?

- Let's play Franck's Sonata in A major. - You can play the piano part now?

With my eyes closed.

Why don't you both go for a swim first?

Farewell, Apollo.

It's a cold morning. This is just what we both need.

Right!

- Say, Leander, want to know something? - What is it?

I don't think it's just you who has sensations like that.

- I get exactly the same sensations as you do. - We have them at the same time.

But I don't want to sleep with anyone. I don't think that I am ready.

But I yearn for caresses, for someone to be tender and sweet with me.

There are plenty of girls younger than me who sleep with men already.

But I think that they must feel obliged to.

I'd like to be taught love-making.

By a man who can play on me like a fine musical instrument.

I didn't think of things like that before.

I only thought of music.

And then bang, it hit me just like a steamroller.

Something occurred down there in Switzerland.

There was a girl.

Our music is okay technically.

Only it's not free enough according to Jacobowski.

I've got to be much freer.

I could always go to live in a public brothel.

- I've a confession to make. - What is it?

You'll see.

When you dream, what do you dream?

What do I dream?

Do you dream exciting dreams about women?

- So exciting they'd make your hair curl. - You can tell me what they are.

Alright, all my dreams are centered on music.

There is music in them and around them.

Terrific music... with a giant orchestra and 500 strings.

What happens in your dreams?

I dream that I am walking in a forest.

Shimmering with light and full of music.

And in front of me floating forms.

I can't see them clearly. They come closer and closer to me.

I know they like me.

Finally there is only one left.

Only one remains.

What do you do with her? Make love?

No.

She kneels down in front of me. She takes hold of one part of me.

She lays it on her cheek.

And against her hair.

And beautiful music keeps playing.

The light gets brighter, and I feel wonderful.

I don't dream about music.

I see silk, silk and brocade. All in color.

I am told it's uncommon to see color in dreams.

But it's in color in mine.

Silk. Soft colored silk.

I wrap myself in green silk and walk into my wedding chamber.

Just like in a fairytale.

I'm always walking towards the bed.

Wrapped in green silk.

Sometimes I just carry it over my arm.

Who is in the bed?

I don't know. I can never see who it is.

A wind is caressing my body as I walk, but I never reach the bed.

I wake up with my heart pounding.

I look to see if anyone is beside me, but there is never anyone there.

I thought we were going swimming.

- Do you know what I imagined once when you wrote to me? - No, what was it?

That we were twins, that we already loved each other in the darkness of the womb.

That we lay in each other's embrace before we were born.

What made you imagine that?

I saw a picture in a medical book.

It looked so cozy to be twins.

I like to feel you.

I want to share your dreams.

We both need that cold water, Mejt. Come.

- Hi, Aino. - Hi.

Come, Leander.

No need to be shy with us.

Come, sit here.

Hello.

It's absolutely frigid.

It's like ice!

Your hands're so cold!

Feeling good now?

Well, are you, Leander?

Hello.

Well, if it isn't Leander.

That sounds like Ture.

I haven't seen you in ages.

Hold on, I'm coming over.

Sure, come on.

- Hi there. - Hi.

I can hardly believe you are home for once.

- Yes. - Switzerland usually, isn't it?

- Yes, but I did not want to miss summer up here this year. - I see.

You're going to be a musician just like your papa?

Yes, I don't really have much choice in the matter. But if I had, I'd choose it anyway.

- And how's your father? - He died this winter. A heart attack.

So I inherited the boat.

I see.

So how's fishing?

Sometimes bad, sometimes good.

I'm going into salmon. That's where a man can make real money.

And you're not married yet?

Not many girls want to work on a boat these days.

But I do need a wife. My mother's not so strong anymore.

It would be great to have somebody to curl up with.

- Just to keep warm. - Yeah, sure.

- By the way, don't you have a Finnish girl working for you? - Yes, her name is Aino.

But she hardly knows a word of our language.

I've seen her walking around. A pretty fine looking girl.

Aino, that's a nice name. She looks like she could put her hand to the plow in more ways than one.

- Well, you never can tell. - No, but you can find out.

Well, time to go swimming I guess.

Alright, if you ever want to go out sailing with me, you're more than welcome.

Oh, I'd like that. Thanks a lot.

- Be seeing you. So long. - Bye.

- Hey, Leander. - What?

Is that Finnish girl staying the whole summer?

Yes, I think so.

Hey, look, it's a man!

Hi!

Terrific.

A fine looking man, don't you think?

Let's get the camera.

That's a great idea.

Come over here. We'll take your picture.

Wait a minute. I don't have anything on.

So much the better.

Oh, don't be shy. We don't...

Come on over here. Closer.

Okay, if that's what you want.

This is really good.

- I always wanted a picture of this. - Get him close up. - I got him.

Swedish filming at it's most Swedish. Swimming in the nude and everything.

- He's so sweet looking. - Hurry it up.

- Yes, hurry. - It's Mejt's brother.

Leander, we used to be together in school.

- Ah, then you must be Lola. - Yes.

- I can't believe it. I hardly recognize you. - Hi.

Well, this is Gerda.

- Hi. - Hi.

- And this is Susanne. - Hi.

They tell me that you are a musician, right?

Yes, I hope to be one someday.

Come... after him, girls.

Don't let him get away.

I am dying to see it move.

No,... please stop that. No.

I'll put my clothes on.

Come back here.

Don't be so shy.

Come on.

- Actually, it is Suzanne who is the only one to collect men. - Oh, really?

It's true. She chases after every new man that she can find.

But only for scientific reasons.

I'm studying behavior patterns.

Well, watch out because Lola is no better.

It can be terrifying for a defenseless man with raving nymphomaniacs.

You just want a braver man to prove that you can.

Why are we waiting for him?

I am a Judo expert.

That's enough of that now, girls.

You're going so soon?

Yes, but it was fun seeing you,

- Oh, that's a shame. - Yes, it is.

Say, why don't you come to the house and have an afternoon drink with us?

That would be great.

Can't you stay longer with us?

No, but I'll be seeing you soon.

- Alright then, okay - Bye

- Is 3 o'clock alright? - Sure.

See you then.

Bye.

Hey girls, let's see who will be first.

Alright, if you will play fair, I'll give it a try.

Oh, but Lola knew him in kindergarten.

I mean in the water, silly.

Ready. One, two, three.

Thank you, Leander, that was really marvelous.

If only your father could have heard you, he would be so proud.

Skol, Leander.

Skol, here's to everyone of you.

- You know I heard you play before, Leander. - You did?

You were about 12 years old. You played in church once.

Oh, yes, that's right, but I couldn't play in those days.

I think I'll go down to the studio and do some painting now.

You've given me inspiration, Leander.

- Well, are you coming with me, Aida? - Yes, what for?

The youngsters will have more fun if us old folks leave them alone.

Well, children, just make yourselves at home.

Enjoy yourselves.

We will.

- Thank you. - Bye

Anyone want another drink?

- You something also, Leander? - I've got some here, but thanks anyway.

Oh, look, the view is wonderful, isn't it?

- Come and help yourselves, girls. - Alright.

Skol.

Here this is for you.

Just what I needed.

- Oh, how about some candy? - Not too fattening.

- Take a couple. How about you, Suzanne? - No thank you.

Would you mind offering me one?

Oh, Mejt. You got any good records? Something swinging.

Yes, they're over there. Put on anything you want.

That is, if Leander doesn't mind.

Don't worry. I'm broadminded.

- How long are you staying here? - Oh, I'm not sure, but it will be at least for the summer anyway.

- Living in Switzerland. What luck. - Yeah.

- Although it isn't where you live that matters, though is it? - I guess not.

Like being in love I think.

The first time it is an experience you can't have again. And then it becomes a habit. Nothing more.

Your mind's wandering, Lola.

What's that got to do with where anyone lives?

A lot, Gerda. You might think to go far away, to go abroad.

Go live in a warm country, and as soon as you've been there, all you want is to be is in another country and in another country.

And it's all the same thing.

If you ask me, it's similar to experiencing love, to be deflowered by the one you adore, your fairy prince, your ideal.

Only you find out soon your Prince Charming is not the ideal, so you try to find another and you find thay are all exactly the same.

Oh no, you're wrong, Lola.

They are different. They are not all alike.

I wrote a paper about it. This is exactly what we're studying in my psychology course.

You must have had a bad experience, Lola.

In any case I believe a man's what you make of him.

And yet men are so awfully ambitious and selfish.

They just can't seem to understand, for example, that brutality only desensitizes us so we become like a piece of wood.

Sometimes I want to become a lesbian. There are times for tenderness.

And it could have been that foolish man that I had first.

Please tell us Gerda.

Are we boring you, Leander?

No, not at all. I am very interested.

I was 17 then, and we lived in the country. There was a farm where we often went to buy milk.

It was usually up to me to go buy it.

It was an old place and pretty isolated.

The daughter was called Agnes and the son Adolf, a mentally deficient boy of about 25.

The mother was a noisey old sow. There was something wrong with all of them.

Gerda.

Gerda, come.

What is it?

It's okay. Come on. Come.

Something exciting is about to happen.

Look.

Go to it, Adolf.

Can I have the milk, please? I have to be going.

No, no, let me go.

Don't just stand there watching. Help me.

Help me!

Ma, help me get my pants off. Agnes, you too.

What are you doing to me?

Boy... you have to stand still.

You clumsy boy... push her down you dumb boy.

But she is fighting back.

Mama.

That was very good... my boy.

Did you like it?

You are not going to get away with this.

I am going to report this.

Oh, please, it was all your fault.

The child has never had a girlfriend before.

Poor little Gerda. Can't have her walk home naked.

I'll tell the police all about this when he comes next week.

No, don't tell him, Gerda. Please don't.

Don't get me into trouble.

And the police. What happened after that?

Oh, I didn't say anything to anyone.

And the next summer they sold the farm, and Adolf was gone just like my virginity.

Leander?

Yes.

How was your first time?

You know, a man is not interesting.

But surely it must be the same for a man as for a woman.

Longing, expectation, excitement.

Why not tell us, Leander?

I think it might be a good idea to tell you about my first experience.

It determined my course of study in college.

What course work is it again?

- Family planning. - Oh that's right.

Birth control and contraception.

So this is how it was.

We were in the country, and as usual my aunt and her husband came to stay for a week.

Their marriage was breaking up. They were bored with each other I guess. And they had no children.

But they were lovely people.

We're going sailing. I'm dying to see if our little swimming place is still the same.

It sounds wonderful.

Will this be enough for you? Will you be gone long?

That looks sensational. You're really spoiling us.

By the way, do you think I could come along?

- Yes, I don't mind. - Sure, come with us.

That'd be nice. Better than having a stowaway.

I'll try the water.

Off with my clothes. Come.

Come.

Coming.

Wait a minute.

Oh, it's really cold.

Alright, I think I'll sunbathe instead.

It seems like you are really in love.

Somehow it makes it even more beautiful.

Yes, I think that's true.

- While you're at it, don't you think I've become more beautiful? - You?

Oh, I don't know.

Suzanne, there is something I'd like to tell you.

You know, you've helped us so much by coming swimming today.

Did I really? I didn't do anything.

I felt something wonderful with us which made it better somehow. It all seemed to be so fresh and new.

- It was lucky I came then. - Yes, that's right.

- Will you come with us tomorrow? - I'd love to. There is nothing I'd like better.

This is a hen party?

So they made love all through the week.

They basked in the sun. They swam. And made love, I simply had a complete lesson in all their sexual techniques.

As a spectator of course.

I played a part in it by just being there.

The day before they left my aunt asked me if her husband could make love to me.

She said he liked me, and he'd be very careful.

She thought he needed to know another woman, that somehow that could somehow link them closer together.

I suppose sometimes it helps.

Well, she asked me so very nicely.

She expected me to say no,... but I didn't.

No.

I am too fond of her.

I love you.

- And so you were still a virgin? - Yes.

And then my aunt became pregnant.

Really?

That's wonderful.

I think that shows that sex is not always ugliness, brutality, and foolishness.

Now, girls, if we are getting up early tomorrow, we'd better go home now.

We should see each other often. How do you think?

Sure if you're staying for a while.

We will and we don't live very far away.

One for the road.

Skol, Leander.

Skol, and you're really good on the violin.

- Bye, bye, I'll call you. - Bye.

You still like me a little anyway.

What do you mean?

Even though you've met all those pretty girls, who're much better looking than I am.

That's better.

Come.

You sing pretty bad, Torinna. It's awful.

Yes, but I do it joyfully, Leander, joyfully.

Yes, and you make me realize that I have a mission as a musician.

Yes, indeed.

Well, if you don't mind, you'll have to paint from memory.

- I'm going to play. - That's fine, go ahead.

No, no, you must not look at it until it is finished.

So on your way, Apollo.

What are you laughing at?

I might have drowned.

I could get a lung inflammation.

- What's so funny? - You looked so silly.

You make me so angry.

Oh, look at my leg. My knee. It's bleeding.

Oh, look, I'll never be able to play the violin again.

It's bleeding. Look.

- Aino. - No.

- Aino... Aino. - No!

Why not?

What's wrong? Come on.

Come. I'll show you.

That boat. Ture. He and me.

- No. No. - Yes.

No.

Come on.

No.

Oh, you.

Okay, friend. You win.

See you on the boat.

- So long. - So long.

What's the matter? Stop the honking.

Is this the wild hunter that runs away screaming in terror?

Hi, Leander. I saw you.

Hi, Gerda. I was wondering who's the idiot.

Oh, that's a compliment.

Where are you going?

I was looking for you.

You see I finally got away from those friends of mine. Hop in.

First the basket.

There we are.

And the bike to the ditch. No one's taking it.

Very well, sir, your carriage is waiting.

They're waiting for me at the house.

We'll drive around a little. Don't you want to?

Must we?

It'll be quick. Hang on now.

Were you scared?

No time lost.

Do you remember the time at our house when I said I wouldn't mind being a lesbian?

You said you were looking for tenderness and affection.

Come on, Leander.

You didn't ask me if I wanted to.

Would that've changed anything?

Lie down beside me.

Wait a bit.

Let me undress you.

If you knew how many boys I've undressed...

And school teachers also.

You see, I got to do everything slowly.

If I rush it, something goes wrong.

Come lie over me.

I'd like for you... to sense my body.

My legs, knees, thighs, arms, the beating of my heart.

I want you to like it.

Do you hear the trees? I see the sky.

You can only see the earth and the grass.

Be gentle with me now.

Hold me. Caress me. Bite me. Kiss me.

But it can't take nearly 4 hours time to ride to the village and back.

Perhaps he stopped on the way.

I hope he didn't get knocked off his bicycle.

What is taking him so long? He wouldn't stop to see someone he knows.

Someone he knows.

You're a real woman. More than real.

Yes, now.

That feeling as being as one with someone.

A completeness, that second of magic.

My skin on yours. My eyes looking into yours.

Come, another kiss.

Oh, I must go back now. I must hurry.

- See you. - See you.

Leander, look.

No... oh.

Oh, the eggs.

Ditch the omlette.

You need an excuse. Tell them you fell off your bicycle.

Yeah, it didn't hurt me. Only the eggs.

- Yes, is that alright? - Good.

- Okay, so long. - So long. - Be seeing you.

Hello, Aino.

I'm so sorry. I'm a little late I'm afraid.

That's alright. We won't scold you for that.

Hello, everyone.

Where in heaven's name have you been.

I don't think you'd believe me if I told you, but, well, the eggs somehow ended up on the road.

I can buy some more tomorrow.

- Hello, Aino. - Hello.

What's wrong with Mejt?

I don't know.

You went to bed with those girls, all of them.

You really are a silly sister.

You must have realized that it would be this way.

Listen, I am fond of you, Mejt.

But you are my sister.

It's so much worse than I thought it would be with you here.

I think I have you, and then I don't.

We are really twin souls united together.

If it weren't for that, we'd be married, wouldn't we, Leander?

Yes, that's right.

- Obviously there's nothing else that counts. - What do you mean?

Nothing other than sex.

Nothing else matters.

Is that not strange?

Kiss me, Leander. I'm so unhappy.

But you shouldn't be unhappy.

But if everything is just sex, then what is the use of anything else?

I don't know.

Perhaps sex must makes it easier for people to understand each other, to talk to each other.

Yes, but it still all comes down to sex.

I think I know the man waiting in that room when I dream.

I think it's you.

But don't we all tend to create difficulties?

Take school as an example.

At one time you read the Bible, the old Christian story about a God who does personally care for us.

Only they then say that the universe is a vast infinity and our planetary system only a tiny speck among quadrillions of others.

And then next time they teach you humanism and then show you a film about atrocities and war horrors.

If it all turns into chaos, mankind must be utterly dumb, utterly stupid, and unbelieveably insane.

I think it's not at all easy to find something to believe in.

Just think if you could start over and throw away everything outdated and build everything anew.

There may be a new world. I hypothesize it.

I have nothing to do with mere conventions and morals.

One searches for truth, but truth has a nasty habit of vanishing.

Once there was a man. A strong and wonderful man.

A fine musician who was famous all over the world, who spoke to presidents as he would to equals.

And then he was gone.

Hello.

- Hi! - It's Gerda.

Coming into town?

- Right now? - Sure.

- What about the game? - But we're losing.

- We're coming. - Okay.

- Oh, Torinna, you don't mind, do you? - It's okay

- We'll be back. - Be seeing you.

- Bye. - So long. Bye

Can I drive?

Are you scared?

- Hi. - Hi.

- Ready to go? - Yes.

No, I can't take five in the car. I'll have to take two trips.

It doesn't matter, Gerda. I'd just as soon stay here and have dinner ready when you get back.

Oh, that's too bad. You'll be here all alone.

Oh, Leander, if you have no special reason to go into town, you can keep Lola company.

I can sit in the back.

How nice. Then you can help me dig up some potatoes.

I'll be back in a couple of hours.

That'll be just fine. Have fun.

- So long. - So long. - So long.

And don't drive too fast, Gerda.

There. Now we're alone at last.

Yes, I guess we are.

My mother's away. I live alone with my mother.

Would you like to drink something?

- Sure, thanks. - Sit over there. I'll go get it.

- You want some ice in it? - Oh, no thanks.

There's a spot on the table I guess.

- Enough for you? - Oh, yeah.

- Don't worry, it'll wash out. - It's nothing.

- Skol. - Skol.

It's really pleasant under these trees.

- It feels great. - Yes, nice and cool.

You,... you never told us about yourself the other day.

- Yes, I didn't. - Why not?

Because nobody asked.

Do you want me to tell you?

Oh yes, if you want to.

As a small girl I was very fond of my father.

I used to sleep with both of my parents until I was quite old. I believe I was too keen on my father.

It developed over time, living so close together.

You know, the security of his proximity and all that.

When I was about to be confirmed, there was I suppose about a dozen of us boarding at the local church school.

The priest there, he was quite young.

He was almost just a boy.

He looked as though he could use some loving.

Why do you think that?

It was pretty obvious.

I remember my confirmation day so very well.

Mama and papa were supposed to come. They didn't arrive.

I waited all through the ceremony and all through dinner. But they didn't come.

The genuflection, the sacrament, the wine...

the hymns, and the organ music kept roiling inside my head as I tried to sleep while I was waiting for my parents to come.

When I finally slept, I dreamed I was a bride on her wedding night

Papa!

I dreamed and waited, but they never came.

Then I learned that my father died of a heart attack on the way.

And my mother was suffering from shock.

- I hope I am not boring you, Leander. - No, you're not.

Would you like to visit the house?

There's not a lot to see, but I wish you would.

Well, does the story finish there?

Not exactly.

Come.

Just like this.

I was lying there waiting.

Tear it, Leander.

I beg you, Rip it to shreds.

Rip it.

Here you are. Just like that. Like that.

- So you've been a virgin till now?

Yes,... but no one's known it.

No one... but you.

If you go down to the garden now, I'll put my clothes on.

Okay? Go on, be an angel.

- The bottle's still down there.

Okay.

How is it going, Leander? It sounds wonderful.

Thanks. It's coming along pretty good.

- Do you feel calmer? - Yes, quite a bit.

Then, stay that way.

Jacobowski has agreed to start you playing concerts.

- He has? He has?

Oh, wonderful. When do I start?

- This year. You start on a tour of eastern Europe. - Oh, that's... great.

Those friends of Lola seem very nice.

Yes, they are all really nice.

I must say.

You know, Leander, you're getting more and more like your father every day.

He always had a whole bouquet of lovely girls around him always.

Is that so?

He was an active man. In love as well.

An artist.

It was the secret of his magical charm and warm enthusiasm.

Yes, but wasn't that hard on you?

Well, he was often away on tour. I was alone.

But weren't you jealous?

I think so... in the beginning.

But I very soon found that the need of the body was one thing.

And that love was another.

He was only human.

But he was true at heart.

Yes, I think I understand.

I've a confession to make, Leander.

It's a secret about Mejt.

It's something she mustn't be told about just yet.

You see, Mejt is your half-sister.

Her mother was a beautiful Danish girl with whom your father was in love.

She wanted a child very much.

She was killed in a plane crash.

But how could you?

I was his wife. It was hard at first.

But I came to realize that I was wrong.

Mejt came here. She was so tiny.

And now she is just as much as mine as you are.

No, it was quite difficult in those days when women dared to be free.

Men couldn't think of anything other than blood sacrifices.

But the women worshipped the sun with flower offerings and dancing.

That's just how it should be worshipped.

With flowers and dancing.

There was an age, long ago, when artists and people took everything.

In all its glory and beauty.

Life, love, and death.

They call that the Golden Age. They worshipped the form, the human form.

Man formed God in his own image.

But is that not the way it is now?

I think that youth these days are more human and open than they ever were before.

Intelligent people are always free, take it from me.

Torinna, would you like another Conaq?

I will have another Conaq, and I will tell you all about Paris.

The Paris I knew when I was young, not like this wrinkled old crow that I am now.

Oh, I loved Paris, what a city, oh.

Torinna, don't get too carried away now.

Oh mama, let her if she wants another Conaq.

Conaq... a real one.

Oh, girls! When I think of those parties! What romance!

Oh,... it was a lot of fun.

It's been a lovely evening.

- What happened to Gerda? Where is she? - Oh yes.

I think she left for home. She has gone ahead already.

- Oh, tell her good night for us? - Okay.

- Good-bye. Sleep well. - Goodnight.

Bye.

- Good night. - Good night.

See you in the morning.

Good night.

Bye.

- Enjoy yourself? - Very much.

- Did you? - Very much.

Now you're been to bed with all three.

They are stealing you from me.

Bit by bit.

Wait a second. Isn't that what you wanted?

But does that make it any better?

They can't take you from me, Mejt.

They can't? You're sure?

Yes. Certain.

Let me come to your room.

It's Gerda.

They said you'd gone on ahead.

Uh-huh, that's what we'd arranged to say.

I didn't know anything about this.

How could you have known anything?

We drew lots,... and we didn't know we should have included you, Mejt.

We were just saying good night.

I can go.

No, stay here. I don't want to intrude.

Alright have fun, if you can.

Good night.

You had a quarrel?

No, there wasn't anything.

But you really mean that you drew lots for me?

About who was going to sleep with me?

I won.

Come here, Leander. It's so warm and cozy.

You drew lots.

Actually there was more to the lottery than you would think.

What about?

We made up our minds that you would be a good father.

A real one.

I don't want to be a father.

You wouldn't have to know about it.

I want to be a mother, so I cheated on the lottery to be honest.

You mean the three of you can draw lots to see which one sleeps with a man?

But, Leander darling, we even did that the first morning when Mejt told us about you.

We all think you are wonderful.

And you can take it from me, we girls know what the score is.

And I thought it just happened. With all three.

I thought I was irresistible.

So you knew it all along? You'd arranged everything that happened?

But, darling, didn't you know? It's always the women who decide.

I feel so ridiculous.

Didn't you have a crazy summer holiday?

Come to me, Leander.

After all I won you.

Did Mejt know anything?

Why not ask her?

Shall I take you home?

Well?

No, I'll go by myself.

I suppose I am not in the mood tonight.

I hope you'll forgive me.

And I was sure you did not know how to turn a girl down.

Good night.

- Leander. - Hi.

- Coming to take up the net? - Of course.

- I didn't sleep a wink. - Neither did I.

Anyway I want to talk to you.

Alright. I'll come.

Where's the net?

Never mind the net.

Did you really ask those girls to sleep with me?

Not quite.

I said something about you having problems in Switzerland.

But since then I told them nothing about you.

I suppose they must have noticed that I like you.

And more than a sister should.

Yes, I guess I should have understood that.

I'm sorry that it turned out like this.

And forgive me last night about Gerda.

I just couldn't control myself.

I don't have the right to be jealous.

I like you more than you know.

I guess that's why I came home.

The sun is so lovely and warm.

Let's go ashore on the island over there.

Mother says one shouldn't be possessive of another person.

But sometimes I wish we could fly away together.

You could give concerts.

And I could work as your secretary.

We'd live in hotels.

We'd never spend more than one day in any one place.

Yes, maybe we could do that.

And at night I'd sneak into your room.

Your huge room.

And sneak into your huge bed and snuggle against you.

And sleep in your arms.

Just like in your dream.

Just like in my dream.

You are the prince in my dream.

You are the man who will take me.

You must take me.

No, Mejt.

No.

I must tell you how I waited so long for you, Leander.

It just happened.

I feel empty.

As if I had lost something, as if I were all dead inside.

The things that shouldn't happen almost always happen, and then you can suffer again.

I understand how you feel and nothing is lost, Mejt.

You were living in a dream, and something imaginary became a fact. Reality and such things always cause pain.

You are liberated from each other, Mejt.

You are free of Leander, and Leander is free of you.

You realize that.

The emptiness that you are feeling deep inside you is what Leander felt.

There is plenty room for others there. You can be sure of it.

Think it over.

But what will mama say?

I don't think we should say anything to mama about it.

I honestly don't think you should mention it.

But Leander. Will it hurt him?

Oh, well, it will hurt him a little at first.

Speaking of Leander, you are going to be the first to see the picture I painted of him.

- Are you going to show it to everyone? - Absolutely.

One should dare paint beauty in this form and any other.

There are going to be many who are going to like it. And many will be shocked by it.

It is beautiful.

What did Torinna say when you told her? Did she think it was awful?

No, she said that we can be brother and sister now.

Anyhow I am glad it happened.

Hi, I was just thinking about you.

I was sure you'd be here.

I came to say thank you and good bye.

We go home today.

I wish it were raining.

- How is Mejt now? - She's fine.

And I am fine too.

Suzanne,

I think I love you.

I'll always remember that morning in the rain in the woods.

I suppose I could drop college and come with you.

Well, why don't you?

No, I can't.

No longer.

I know I'll go to India next year.

Yes, and I will be playing concerts.

And if it works out, not just that.

Tours and concerts my whole life long.

Come with me, Suzanne.

We'll see each other again.

We've got to see each other.

I like you so very much, Leander. A lot.

Hello there, I hope I'm not disturbing you.

Mind if I join in or would I be intruding?

We have got to be going now.

Thanks for everything, Leander.

We just said good-bye to Mejt and your mother.

I think I should be saying thanks.

And we all think you are just great.

And lots of luck for the future.

You too.

You know, some day we could meet again, couldn't we?

Yes, we should do that.

- Thanks for the lovely vacation. - Thank you.

Well, girls, going now.

- Come. - Bye.

Hey, Suzanne.

Are you coming or aren't you?

Stay with me, Suzanne. Stay here.

Here, keep it fresh until you hear from me.

Yes, but it will only last a couple of days.

That's right.