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"We are delighted to confirm
your admission to

The College
of Advanced Technology."

Our Father who art in heaven

may You always
be with my son, Peter Andreas

who is now leaving
his childhood home.

May he never forget the plight of life

or his obligation to You,
Almighty Lord.

Let him not be tempted
by the decay of city life

and lay not up for himself treasures,
where moth and rust doth corrupt.

As is Thy will,
all that are bred and born in darkness

will one day appear, and sentence
shall be passed upon them.

Amen.

I have saved up some money

which I meant to give to you
when you left home.

But since you have chosen
a different path...

...you get nothing.

You will, however, get a gift.

This watch, which my father gave
to me on the day that I left home

I give to you, in the hope that
it will soothe your hardened heart.

And open your obstinate mind.

When, one day, you turn away
from the path to perdition

you will open
your misguided heart to us.

-And to Our Lord in Heaven.
-It's pitiful to watch an old vicar...

...whom I've only known for his inhuman
rigour, seem so sentimental.

-You cannot refuse...
-What?

Father's self-righteous piety?
This gift of grace?

Apologise.
Apologise for what you said!

Never!

Hit me again.

Hit me again like you normally do.

Beware!
Beware His intrepid curse!

Since Father is predicting my future,
he should know that in this house

I've always felt like a stranger
and a homeless person.

-Exiled be he who defies The Lord!
-Amen!

Peter? Peter Andreas?

Here is a little something
for the journey.

And remember, if you need help,
your older brother is in Copenhagen.

Thank you, Mother.

ROOM TO LET

This is it.
The rent is due every first in the month.

In Darcy's Law, we see a crucial
coherence in proportionality

between the water flow in the ground
and the elevation difference

between two points.
But what constitutes this coherence?

Yes?

There is an exponential coherence
between the acreage and the water flow.

A proportional coherence. The larger
the acreage, the larger the water flow.

What are you doing, Mr. Sidenius?

It's a system of canals

which will cut through Jutland
and connect the two oceans.

It will shorten shipping travel
and connect the new towns.

In the middle of class? Have I not
asked you to refrain from conducting

these foolish, conceited experiments?

The canals will branch off
to the marshy areas

which can be drained and made
cultivable by using Darcy's Law.

Listen, Mr. Sidenius.
A young man like you

needs no other ambition
than that of acquiring knowledge.

Understood?

Yes, sir!

Do you have any work available?

-Only for one night.
-Thank you.

I'm studying for an engineering degree.
I needed some money.

Unfortunately,
they only needed me for one night.

-Do you often pick up random objects?
-No, it's for a project of mine.

-What did you do before?
-You're a curious soul.

-I used to be a model.
-Really?

-For fashion magazines?
-Stop it, you nitwit.

I posed at The Academy of Fine Arts.

-Like... Do you mean naked?
-Of course.

-For men too?
-Of course!

You really are a nitwit.
There were only men present.

It was fun.

I would tease them by applying lipstick
and painting my eyelashes.

Really?

Venice went from being
an insignificant city

to one of the world's largest
commercial centers

because they built
a sophisticated canal system.

I'm calculating how
to turn Esbjerg into a lagoon city

with elevated trading posts.

Imagine electrical gondolas sweeping
through the streets of Esbjerg

carrying travellers and their goods.

Duty-free, of course.

Right, nitwit!
No more engineering stories.

He's smiling at you!

It's peculiar how
older men are attracted to you.

Please be quiet.

But he'd not be a bad partner.

And consider your age, Jakobe.
You can't live like a nun forever.

Besides, he's wealthy.
So he wouldn't take you for your money.

Please be quiet, Nanny!

I enjoyed spending the summers
in Denmark with my family.

But when the cold set in, I wanted to go
back to Switzerland to the fresh air.

How long did you attend
the girls' school, Miss Salomon?

Five years.
I made friends from all over the world.

Jakobe speaks six languages and
has a degree in literature and history.

I see.

Mr. Ivan, I understand that
you've decided to seek out new talent.

-That's very commendable.
-Yes. The future lies with the young.

We're always looking for
new investment opportunities.

But why do we have to contend with

the ill-mannered and failed geniuses
you keep bringing home?

Mr. Salomon...

Most humbly, I wondered
if I might talk with you in private?

Of course, Mr. Eybert.
Let's withdraw to another room.

I owe you an explanation
as to why I'm really here.

It involves... I don't know
how to phrase it. It involves...

...the state of my heart.

Would it be presumptuous of me
to ask for some water or coffee?

Agnes? Please pour
Mr. Eybert some more coffee.

Thank you.

Where were we?
Oh, yes! The state of my heart.

It's my intention to honour
Miss Jakobe with my affection.

Mr. Eybert, of course my wife and I
have noticed where things are headed.

You come from good Jewish stock and
are also a friend of the family, so...

Let me not mince matters.

I assume you've considered the disparity
in years between you and my daughter.

Hasn't that coffee
been sufficiently stirred now?

Oh, yes.

I also assume you've considered
my daughter's position in life.

And my testamentary dispositions
regarding her.

The state of her finances
has not been decisive in this.

As I said, it concerns
the state of my heart...

You know that
I hold you in high esteem

so of course, in principle,
you have my blessing.

However, ultimately
Jakobe decides her own future.

I have something
which might interest you.

A book, or rather, the Holy Bible.

It was a gift from the vicar
who conducted my confirmation.

-A prominent man, rector Sidenius.
-How do I know it's not stolen?

He dedicated it to me
on the front page.

"Always observe
the strict laws of the Church."

15 øre.

15 øre? I imagined...
I would have thought...

-Excuse me?
-Yes?

-Who is that gentleman over there?
-Ivan Salomon.

-Salomon?
-Have you not heard of the Salomons?

No.

-The bill, please.
-Yes, sir.

Excuse me, sir?

May I steal a moment of your time?

My name is Peter Andreas Sidenius.
I study engineering.

I hear that you're looking for
people with ideas. Geniuses.

I would like to present
a couple of my inventions to you.

-May I sit down?
-Please.

I've thought of
a new way of winning energy.

Instead of using expensive coal,
we could utilise nature's own power

the wind and the waves.

With a sophisticated system of canals
and locks, it will revolutionise...

Your receipt.

This will turn Denmark into a modern,
self-sufficient industrial nation.

And I was told that... you're the person
to involve in such a project.

-Do you come here often?
-No, I...

Then we can continue our talk
at some other point.

You must excuse me.
I have a meeting.

He was right there!
I've never seen anything like it.

His elegant clothes, his whole...

His is one of the richest families
in the country. Stinking rich.

This could be the chance of a lifetime.

Mr. Engineer... Come here.

By the way, I was thinking...
Could you lend me some money?

How do I know if I'll ever get it back?

You know you can trust me.

The thing is... I need to go back to
the café, in case he shows up again.

It's important.

Have you considered,
that if you and I joined forces...

...and found a place to live,
everything would be so much easier.

Yes. That's a great idea.

-So will you lend me the money?
-Sure.

-You can have my tips from tonight.
-Thank you.

-Merry Christmas.
-Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

This is what I could take home. The
customers ate most of the red cabbage.

But there's plenty of roast pork.

And as many
caramelised potatoes as you can eat.

To think,
this is our first Christmas together.

Thank you.

I understand
if you're thinking about your family.

No, quite the opposite.
I was thinking about Ivan Salomon.

Sometimes, I wish I were rich.

Yes, but you aren't, Lisbeth.
And you never will be.

But what if I was?

I would donate all the money
to your project.

I completely forgot...

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

To you and me.

Mr. Sidenius! There you are!

Come and sit down.

I've asked my friends from The College
of Advanced Technology about you.

-Are you hungry?
-No, I...

-Caviar and champagne, please!
-Yes, sir.

Well, Mr. Sidenius... Sit down.

Sit down
and tell me about your project.

Well...

Society needs someone like you.

Someone who proves that the unique
and ground-breaking is possible.

I'm currently calculating the required
water flow proportionate to acreage.

How to connect
streams and lakes via canals.

You create an irrigation system
and utilise uncultivated meadows.

-At the same time...
-Please stop, Mr. Sidenius.

Come to my house for dinner. I want
my father to hear your brilliant ideas.

-But...
-Let's be on first name terms.

-Ivan.
-Peter Andreas.

The project must be submitted to

Engineer Colonel Bjerregrav
from the Danish Society of Engineers.

He can recommend it to the ministry,
which in turn can endorse it.

You're a bit of
a world conqueror. You're truly...

...a fortunate man.

I'm sorry I'm late. I was busy
securing our family's future.

You're drunk!

Let me introduce you to
my sister Nanny. This is Mr. Sidenius.

Mr. Sidenius studies engineering,
but is already a genius.

Well, I never!
What does being a genius feel like?

Eh...

Are you just going to stand there?

Be careful, you don't freeze to the spot
and turn into a lamppost.

I live in that direction.

I've invited Mr. Sidenius
to dinner on Sunday.

Well, I'll see you then, Mr. Genius.

Remember to turn your feet around,
if you're going in the other direction.

Don't forget to submit the project
to the Engineer Colonel! It's crucial!

Hello.

I wish to hand this project
to the Engineer Colonel himself.

The Engineer Colonel
is in a meeting.

But if you give me the drawings

we'll contact you when
the Engineer Colonel has seen them.

Are you sure...?
I was thinking perhaps...

-Right.
-Thank you.

-Will he look at all those drawings?
-Yes.

Thank you.

There we go...

And, if you don't mind,
I'll just pull out your cuff.

There we go.
And the other one.

You've probably wondered about
the condition of my clothes.

You see, I've just returned from
a long stay in Panama

where I oversaw construction
of a large canal system.

-Quite dangerous, I'm sure.
-Indeed.

-This is for you.
-Thank you.

Well...

That's impossible...

I think I left my wallet at the hotel.

I'm sorry.

Why don't I send
my chauffeur over with the money?

He'll be here within the hour.
Good day to you.

You cannot leave
the shop without paying.

Are you accusing me
of being a fraudster?

Do you know who I am?

Hello. My name is Peter Andreas
Sidenius. I have an appointment.

Welcome inside.

-Let me take your hat.
-Thank you.

Follow me.

Please have a seat here.

Managing director Delft.
I'm the uncle of the family.

-Sidenius.
-Ah, the young engineer!

My nephew told me about you.
A fortunate man, he calls you.

Not a very flattering name
in my opinion. What is it they say...?

Fortune favours fools.

-May I sit down?
-Please.

My niece is very agreeable,
don't you think, Mr. Sidenius?

Miss Salomon is beautiful.

Very beautiful.

She is certainly not a common girl.

And I can assure you, she attracts
a large number of young men.

What beauty is capable of!

Besides, my brother-in-law
Philip Salomon is not without means.

Because money, Mr. Sidenius,
is a magnetic force.

Those little pieces of metal
evoke the deepest human emotions

and the noblest
excitement of the heart. Am I not right?

Well...
Let's say hello to the family.

Thank you.

There you are!
You are anxiously awaited.

Father?

This is Mr. Sidenius,
who I told you about.

-Welcome.
-Thank you.

-This is my mother.
-Welcome.

You have a very
beautiful house, Mr. Salomon.

And the wine is exquisite.

And the ladies...
You're surrounded by beautiful ladies.

Cheers, Mr. Salomon,
and thank you for letting me visit.

This is my oldest sister, Jakobe.

-Hello.
-Hello.

Maybe you could tell us
about your project, Per?

My father is curious to hear.

My starting point is...
As modern society evolves

the access to energy sources
will be crucial.

And he who holds the key to supply,
also holds the key to the future.

We must break away from coal-based
energy, which won't last forever

and instead harness the massive force
and energy which is found in nature.

Yes.

Please continue.

Let's look at
the infinite rows of waves

that discharge their roaring power
on the coast every day.

Why not harness that power?

I want to accumulate that power
and connect it to huge turbines

so that electricity can be sent out
to the whole country via cables.

The same goes for windmills. All that
untapped, restless wind which...

...whistles through the country, can be
harnessed and be of benefit to everyone.

Imagine, Mr. Salomon, whole cities
with houses and long streets

railway stations and factories,
all illuminated by electric light

which we've harvested
from the wind and the sea.

You also mentioned something about
a new, international seaport.

-If you imagine a Danish Venice...
-Thank you. That's splendid.

And quite expensive, I imagine.

How do you imagine
implementing this project?

The drawings have been handed to
Engineer Colonel Bjerregrav.

Father knows him.
So fingers crossed.

Goodnight.

Your friend's ideas are fascinating.
But he seems like a dreamer.

He may be immature,
but he's an intelligent man.

I was particularly impressed by
his predictions

that he who controls the energy,
holds the power and money.

But is he someone we want
to be acquainted with?

Doesn't he seem a bit disingenuous?

What's that word...?
A scatterbrain.

I found him to be boorish.
Did you see how much he had to drink?

Yes, he seemed slightly ill-mannered.

In his defence,
remember that he grew up poor.

The son of a clergyman.

It's sad to see how being poor
leaves ugly scars on a person.

And he wasn't as handsome
as you said, Nanny.

I find him unusually handsome.
I find him totally magnificent.

Magnificent?

The Engineer Colonel
will see you now, Mr. Sidenius.

Excuse me,
are you the engineer Sidenius?

-Yes.
-Good God! You're so young!

Well, let's talk about it.

I find your idea of hydroelectric
turbines to be utter madness.

But some of your solutions
in wind power seem quite sensible.

How did you ever come up with
this preposterous project?

I have spent the past year on it.

But it's something I've been thinking
about ever since I was a boy.

Are these your drawings?
Let's have a look.

I'd like you to elaborate on the
control system for fiords and canals.

-Please speak in a clear voice.
-Yes, sir.

I want to construct a control system
for harbours and fiords in Jutland.

This would enable
faster waterborne travel

which could turn Denmark into
a modern industrial nation.

I want to move shipping traffic
out of Copenhagen.

A free port here would never become
a centre for world trade

as the location of the city makes it
hard-to-reach for international vessels.

I want to establish
a large port on the west coast

which would enable us to compete
with Hamburg and Bremen.

It would be a kind of
a Venice of the North.

You are of a fortunate age.

And speaking of which, young man,
posture. Straighten your back.

Let's meet again in a week.

-Am I dismissed?
-Excuse me?

What a blithering fool!
Authoritarian jerk!

"Posture, young man!
Straighten your back!" I know the tune.

Clean nails, say grace, don't whistle,
have nice table manners. I feel sick.

But he asked me
to come back in a week.

It's half a victory.
We must celebrate.

Champagne?
And caviar, of course.

-Yes...
-Let's join the family.

What's wrong? This is one of
the best restaurants in town.

Of course...

My sister Jakobe's fiancée, Eybert.

...especially since
the girls' mother died, I couldn't...

I don't understand what she sees in him.
All clocks stop when he enters a room.

He's a widower, and his children
must appeal to her protectiveness.

But I do understand
what he sees in her.

She's the oldest sister and therefore
the one who will inherit the most.

I made a point of being careful.

Mr. Eybert.

Hello. Peter Andreas.

Jakobe.

It's lovely to see you again.

Yes, so that was really something.
That's when I founded the company

which is now
one of the largest in the country

in the field of sewerage products.

We're ready to order.

Gentlemen. Ladies.

We were thinking caviar and
champagne, what do you think?

-Yes.
-Yes.

What's on the menu?

Trout roe and quails' eggs
served on a bed of ice

followed by wildfowl and asparagus,
omelette and cheese with celery

and for dessert, fruit.

We'll take it all.

-Please serve the champagne now.
-Yes, sir.

Per visited
Engineer Colonel Bjerregrav today.

He more or less authorised the project.
He is a terribly officious person.

"Speak clearly! Straighten your back."
No, you do it much better than me.

-What did he say?
-No, no.

Please excuse me.

Still a bag of nerves?
It's the last door on the right.

-Hello.
-Distinguished company.

I almost didn't recognise you.
And such classy ladies.

The young man must be Ivan?

Exactly. And therefore, can we please
pretend we don't know each other?

-Am I not classy enough?
-Yes, of course.

But this is important to me.

It's important to my career,
so if his family discovered...

...this thing about us...

Please, just pretend
you've never seen me before.

In essence, I want to harness
the forces of nature.

Of course,
without exploiting them ruthlessly.

This applies to
the hydroelectric system

and the canal system which will
connect all the corners of the country.

Let me ask you a question, Mr. Sidenius.

By all means.

I'm curious...

You're studying for
an engineering degree, right?

Yes.

How come that a young man
such as yourself, who, I'm told

hails from
several generations of clergymen

chooses a technological path?

-You don't care for my profession?
-Yes.

It just seems so antagonistic.

-Science versus faith.
-Exactly.

But is that contradictory?

Consider how important engineering
has proved to be to humanity.

I mean, how it has shortened distances
between people via the railway.

And the telegraph.

Not to mention that we might one day
have machines that fly.

Consider how it can eliminate
differences between people

and thus become the final step

towards our vision of
global brotherly understanding.

Isn't that an exaggeration?

I'm convinced that free movement
can break down prejudice

and create a regenerated,
just society

where the individual will be able to
live as a free and independent person.

I wonder...

I must admit to never thinking about my
profession in such a magnanimous way.

Would you care for
some water, Miss Salomon?

Thank you.

Ivan, you should hear this. The doctor
has completed his thesis on geniuses.

Please, Doctor, tell me.
I collect them.

May I, Miss Salomon? I wish we'd
had the chance to talk a bit sooner.

Please don't misunderstand,
but your wise words were so enriching.

In fact, visiting this house
is an altogether enriching experience.

Although I cannot deny feeling a bit...

...inferior.

I'm not used to
the open and free habits of your family.

Or rather, the way you're preoccupied
with the events of the world

as something you can learn from.
That's different from my family.

We began and ended the day
by turning away from the world

singing hymns and praying.

Can you imagine that just being
beautiful and well-dressed like you

would be considered dishonest to God?

When I think of
my childhood home...

...there's always a feeling of shame.

And eeriness.

I appreciate your honesty, Mr. Sidenius.

You haven't paid rent.

-You will have your money shortly.
-A gentleman is waiting in your room.

-Did he give a name?
-He didn't look very pleasant.

And remember to pay the rent!

Eberhardt?

I apologise, but the caretaker
said you'd be back shortly.

-I've been home for a few days.
-I see.

Father has suddenly been taken ill.

The doctor thinks
it's most likely cancer.

I thought you should know.
We, that is all your siblings...

We thought that
when you learned of Father's illness

you might feel encouraged to

or rather feel the need
to seek rapprochement.

What do you mean?

-Can you continue to justify...
-Don't interfere in my affairs.

Right! I see that I'm wasting my time
trying to talk sense to you.

-As you please.
-There's something you should know.

Although your stubbornness
prevents you from accepting it

Father is more concerned with you
than with anyone else.

He speaks of you every day.

They've given up
trying to talk you round.

Instead, they're hoping that someday,
life will change your mind

so you will realise how much
you owe them, and repent and reconcile.

Owe? Repent? Sin?
I've heard that before.

How vulgar to use Father's illness
to lure me back.

You want me to subject to you
because you cannot tolerate

that I might be doing well
outside of your world. I am!

Tell the man who calls himself
my father, that I owe him nothing!

He took my childhood.
That's enough!

What are you staring at?

You think you'll be proven right?

At closer examination, I've found
your project to be of no value.

It's too immature. Besides,
you're too young to accomplish it.

You haven't yet graduated.
Your name is Sidenius?

Are you related to
the renowned clergyman?

I don't see how that's relevant?
Can you tell me...

...why you changed
your mind about my project?

I apologise if I raised your hopes.

I'm certain that by turning you down,
I'm doing you a favour.

A favour?

Your theory of hydroelectric turbines,
windmills and canals is simply...

...too naive. Too juvenile!

The only possibility the project has
of coming into consideration

would be if I myself got involved.

That is out of the question.

Indeed.

Well, that means that the case,
as far as I'm concerned, is closed.

Thank you for coming. That'll be all.

As a former soldier,
perhaps you could tell me

precisely how humble you expect me to
be, before you will endorse my project?

Have you lost your mind?

Please understand that this is
my final refusal. And please leave!

-You will regret this.
-Are you threatening me?

If I had known what a pig-headed,
narrow-minded old fool you are

I would have never
submitted myself to this insult.

Goodbye!

Where have you been?
What are you eating?

Sewage water?
Waiter!

I told you
to ask uncle Delft for a loan.

It's nice of you, Ivan,
but it doesn't matter anymore.

-What do you mean?
-Bjerregrav turned down my project.

He mocked my life's work.

You're too young, Per. Your ideas are
too extreme. You must go abroad.

My father is in touch with a large
engineering company in Austria

which is involved in dam and
canal projects. Professor Pfefferkorn.

They would like you
to come work for them.

Listen to me!
You need to get away from Denmark.

Away from roast pork,
mediocrity and Bjerregrav.

Go forth into the world.

Find inspiration, get a chance
to show yourself and your project.

Cheer up! Show them who you are.
Show them that you're a fortunate man.

You promised to visit us
at the country house.

-I know, but I can't...
-Stop it. It's exactly what you need!

The whole family will be there.

Both my sisters will be there.
Both of them!

Upon my word! Mr. Sidenius.

-Miss Nanny.
-Oh, stop it!

-Miss Jakobe.
-Mr. Sidenius.

Let me welcome
the young genius to our holiday home.

I hope the train was on time.

There's just one thing,
before the others join us.

Please, sit down.

Thank you, Ivan.

The money will be transferred
on the first of every month.

And please keep track of all expenses.

Of course.

It's important that you stress to
Mr. Salomon that I consider this a loan.

-Against the profit from my invention.
-Duly noted.

Can I ask you
a slightly tactless question?

I have noticed
that Mr. Sidenius is changing lanes

as far as Salomon's daughters
are concerned.

And that Mr. Sidenius is now courting
my oldest niece, Jakobe.

It would be an impossible dream
to court a woman with so many assets.

You mean the pecuniary assets?

-Excuse me? No, of course not.
-Of course.

Please sign for the money on the line.

-Mother?
-Yes?

Can we please precipitate
my engagement to Eybert?

If you wish.

We feel great respect for Eybert.
And he's from a good, Jewish family.

And Father knows
his financial situation.

Are you sure you love him?

Mr. Eybert makes me feel secure.
And we have wonderful conversations.

Besides, his daughters
need a woman around.

Do you think that your friend
would agree to

apologise to Mr. Bjerregrav?

Yes. And while you're at it,
ask the Tsar of Russia to step down.

The responsibility of deciding
the fate of such a visionary project

shouldn't fall on such a narrow-minded
technocrat as Bjerregrav.

-I agree.
-But surely...

From an investment
and societal point of view

I'm very impressed with
young Mr. Sidenius' ideas.

If we could harness the forces of nature
that we thought to be an enemy...

But Bjerregrav needs
to approve the project.

He's Denmark's
official technical expert.

He's the only one who can recommend
the project for governmental approval.

Father...
What if you contacted Bjerregrav?

-Would that change his mind?
-Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Let Per travel a bit. Go to Austria
to meet Professor Pfefferkorn.

Then we can learn what he thinks of Per,
and find out if the project is tenable.

That was impolite
in the middle of that passionate song.

You haven't looked at me
since you arrived!

I'm sorry.

Have you lost interest in me?

Is it because you find me
childish and simple-minded?

Why would I do that?

I have plenty of other suitors,
as you well know.

-I'm sure.
-From better families than yours.

And with much more realistic plans.

Just be honest.
Have you lost interest in me?

Excellent.

What do you want from me?
Can't you just leave me alone?

Since we last spoke,
I've thought of nothing but you.

Does your sense of tact not tell you
to stay away from me?

No.

You have touched me in a way no one
ever has. I need to know what you feel.

You're beautiful.

You're intelligent and rich, and I'm...
I'm nothing.

I think you're overestimating
how you feel about me.

I don't need to explain. My engagement
to Eybert has been arranged.

Now, where have the children gone to?

They can stay here and play cards.

Where's Nanny?
She knows we're going for a ride.

If she's upset, just leave her be.

Please move further along.
Fine, then I'll do it.

Here you are.

This makes me think of the story of
the young, Swedish student from Lund.

He made a bet that
he could catch a stag on foot.

After an hour of running, he dropped
down dead. His heart exploded.

Do you really believe that?

I heard it as a boy,
and even then I didn't believe it.

-It sounds credible.
-So you believe it, Mr. Sidenius?

I believe that a self-respecting man
will accomplish what he sets out to do.

Whatever the cost.

The fact of the matter is that the deer
is equipped with four gallopade legs.

It's not only about speed.
It's about determination and stamina.

So you think determination
exceeds the laws of nature?

I'm sorry to hear that you've lost faith
in the power of determination.

What's your point?

Would you regain your faith
in determination if you saw proof of it?

In that case, I'll do it right now.

Mr. Sidenius!
Get back in the carriage!

Stretching one's legs is good for you.

Besides, think what it
could do for Denmark

if a member of Parliament
regained his faith in determination.

I can't let you run
alongside the carriage.

Then I'd better get ahead.

You see, I kept my word.

Was that a bet?

I just felt a little dizzy.
I didn't even need to run so fast.

Miss Jakobe, your flowers.

Your flowers.

You love me, do you not?

You want to be mine.

You want to be mine.

You love me.

Isn't it so? You love me
and want to be mine.

You want to be mine.

Am I not right?

Yes.

Yes!

When the dam is completed

we'll be able to prevent flooding
further down the valley.

It happens almost every year
when the snow melts.

And when the power station is ready,
we can supply electricity to the area.

It provides opportunities for everyone
who lives in this part of the country.

Mr. Sidenius...

Guten Tag, mein lieber Freund.
I hope you're doing well in Austria

and that Professor Pfefferkorn
is looking after you.

We had so little time before you left.

But even though the days flew by,
love demanded its rights.

Every moment spent with you, I treasure
as one of the happiest of my life.

My dear Per, it's been
too long since I heard from you.

Just a few words from you
would make me happy.

But I'm sure you're keeping busy.

All day yesterday,
I expected a letter from you.

I was upset and
went to bed at ten o'clock

and hated you with all my heart.
Until eleven o'clock.

My darling, can't you forget about
engineering for a while

jump on a train
and get home quickly?

And kiss me. Just one kiss.

That would feel wonderful.

Do you know that
you've never said you love me?

Just once, I should like to hear
what it sounds like.

You can practice before we meet again.

Then it will be a mutual confession.

What's up with Jakobe?
Did you see her at the table?

Poor girl. She's jealous because
she wasn't the first to get married.

She's positively fuming
because she's not the one

dancing her wedding dance with Per.

Tell me, my dear sister...
Is that the reason for the rush?

-Whatever do you mean?
-You wanted to be the first.

You never forgave him for rejecting you.
You're bearing a grudge.

You're drunk!

Concentrate on dancing.
You're treading on my shoes.

-Are you enjoying yourself?
-Yes, Mother.

-Do you miss him?
-Of course I do.

Especially tonight.

-There's something about him...
-What?

I don't know...

There's something about
the rootless part of his personality

that we don't understand.
And we haven't even met his family.

Do you know if they even
know about your relationship?

Yes. Before he left,
Per met his brother in the street

and told him that we're engaged.

It's not our place to interfere,
but are you sure?

-Sure of what?
-That you and Per are well matched?

Are you sure
your relationship is not unnatural?

That your social standings
are not too different?

That his Christian background
will not clash with our Jewish faith?

His uncompromising hatred
for his whole family...

I've made my choice, Mother.
I love him.

Yes. Fine.

We just wanted to make sure that you
were confident in the relationship.

Hello. Where might I find
senior clerk Sidenius?

-First floor, fourth door on the right.
-Thank you.

-It shows.
-Yes, a Jewish tart.

Come in!

Hello.
My name is Jakobe Salomon.

I know that your brother
has told you about me.

I've come here to try to come
to a mutual understanding.

Your brother, Per, my fiancée to be,
has felt estranged from his family.

Is this conversation your idea?

Yes.

Does my brother know that you're here?

-No.
-I see.

It's only too true that
ever since his childhood

my brother has
separated from his family.

He systematically hardened.

He's found some kind of
pitiful joy in defying us.

Even the ones he first and foremost
owes gratitude and reverence.

Even now,
when our father is on his deathbed

he won't open his darkened heart.

His attempts to break free
go as far as his Christian name.

-You call him Per.
-Yes.

I won't hide my opinion.

And I assume you're looking for
an honest observation.

Namely that this,
his engagement to you

is part of
a rebellion against his home.

I'm sure you know that Peter Andreas
comes from a Christian family.

He knows that to his parents,
Christianity is the all-important power.

And that they don't recognise happiness,
which isn't rooted in Christian piety.

And if it means anything to you,
I can tell you in no uncertain terms

that you can't expect an approval
of his liaison with you.

I came here with
the hope of reconciliation.

I see now that I was naive.

And yet, I don't regret my visit.

Excuse me?
Is there any mail for me?

Sorry, Mr. Sidenius.
No mail today either.

Thank you.

Mr. Sidenius!
There's a telegram for you.

Thank you.

Has something happened?

It's from my brother.

My father died in the night.

Please accept
my condolences, Mr. Sidenius.

You are welcome
to go home right away.

No thanks.

As you wish. If I can be of any help...

-A lady wishes to speak to you.
-That must be a misunderstanding.

A foreigner.
I think she arrived on the train.

On the train?

Good evening.

How...?

-Did I surprise you?
-Please, come in.

So you did miss me.

And now I'm here.

My dearest friend, Per.

A thousand times my friend.

Why didn't you tell me you were
coming? I could have sent a carriage.

I didn't know whether to come.
But I felt I had to visit you.

I couldn't tell my parents about it.

So I told them that I was visiting
my old friend Rebekka in Breslau.

-And you're staying?
-For two days.

-You must be hungry.
-Yes.

Uncle Delft read
your father's obituary in the newspaper.

I'm so sorry, Per.
Has it been hard?

No.
I was relieved not to feel anything.

Almost like an acquittal.

You two could have reconciled.

If you had confronted him,
perhaps things had been different.

You and I must
be honest with each other.

We must confide in one another.

I have a confession to make.

Please don't be upset.

I went to your room in Copenhagen
before I left.

I missed you so much.
I needed something of yours near me.

And I wrote you a letter.
But I never sent it.

I brought it with me.

My dearest Per.

My dear friend.

I could weep with joy
at how mortified I feel

because I have worried
about you and doubted you.

Not until now did I understand
the kind of person you are.

What you are made of,
and what made you who you are.

Your grandeur is also
a contradiction in terms...

...which has grown from the pressure of
small-mindedness and superstition.

It explains your feebleness
but also your immense strength.

Your disdain and wilful power.

Now I finally understand
the importance of social justice.

Due to my slowly coming to
understand you and your background

I have realised why I feel a dark and
reluctant connection to the hungry

the poor, and the people
who fight for light, air, and dignity.

Those people who belong to the future.

Thank you.

This is the life, Jakobe.
A life of freedom.

I still can't believe that you travelled
so far just to see me.

I would travel round the world three
times just to have one minute with you.

Maybe now's the moment to declare it.

Yes. Declare what?

I...

-I...
-I...

-...love you.
-...love you.

Oh no! I hadn't noticed it.

-What's it doing here? Let's move.
-No. We have our backs to it.

Just enjoy the beautiful view.

-Do you hear that?
-What?

Can't you hear them?
The church bells.

They won't leave us alone anywhere!
It's as if they're following me!

Per...

-See how he flaunts his impudence.
-Per!

Look at his abject humility
and how he exposes his misery.

-I hate it!
-Stop it, Per.

When has anyone ever
spat their disgust in your face?

Stop it!

Stop it now. Per!
What's got into you!

Stop it now!

Stop it!

Stop it, Per. Stop it!

Look at me. Stop it! Stop it now.

Look at me.

Sometimes I feel like the hill troll

who crawled out of his hole
to be with humans.

He discovered
that the light was too bright.

The sun's rays were too bright

so he went back into the hole
and cowered in fear.

Back to the darkness.

Go to sleep.
It's been a long day for both of us.

Well, Mr. Sidenius.
Are you happy to be here?

Very happy.

In the past few months, I've learned
more than at college in Denmark.

Good to hear.
I've been studying your project.

Some details are disputable.

Especially the fascine revetment
and the retaining walls.

And also in the draft for the fiord
regulations regarding the lateral works.

Of course, Professor.

But as a whole, Mr. Sidenius...

...I'm very impressed.

You possess an unusually fresh
and graphic understanding

of the forces of nature
and how to harness them.

Thank you, Professor.
If you knew what that means to me.

I sincerely hope that the Danish nation
appreciates your enormous talent.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you very much.

My dear friends and honoured guests.

Today is a very special and moving day
for me and my wife.

We are pleased
to announce the engagement

of our oldest daughter Jakobe
to Per Sidenius.

On a day like today, I feel like making
a short speech to the couple

who have now said
their first official "I do".

Let me start with you, Per,
my future son-in-law.

You're probably
the most stubborn person I've ever met.

For better or for worse.

Mostly for better.

When I think about how persistently
you fought to make Jakobe yours

and how unyielding you have been
in fighting for your national project.

You went to Austria to study
under Professor Pfefferkorn.

He unequivocally gave
his seal of approval to Per's ideas.

Isn't that something?

And I'm happy to inform you
that we have formed a consortium

of affluent people who
want to support your project, Per.

Seen from a financial point of view,
it looks as if

the project is capable
of being realised.

You're fortunate man.
I think the future lies at your feet.

Good afternoon,
or rather, good evening.

That unpleasant man was here again.
He left you a letter.

-I can only offer you water.
-No thank you.

How long has Mother been in
Copenhagen?

When your father died,
I had to leave the rectory.

I had nowhere else to go,
so I wanted to be near Eberhardt.

You look very elegant.

And you've acquired fine manners.

Your brother tells me
that you've found a wealthy family

who pays for your lifestyle.

Eberhardt and I agreed to spare your
father the distress he would have felt

at learning of your relationship
with the Jewish daughter of a rich man.

A fortunate man, they call you.
What manner is that?

What did Mother
wish to speak to me about?

You didn't attend your father's funeral.

But until his last breath, he hoped you
would return to the grace of humility.

He wanted me
to give this to you after his death.

That's why I asked Eberhardt
to look you up.

The watch was special to your father.

And let me tell you, Peter Andreas

why he insisted to his last breath
that I give it to you.

As a young boy, your father
was going away to grammar school.

His father demanded
to have the key to his suitcase

so he could check
what he was bringing.

Your father felt very offended,
so he left without saying goodbye.

When he arrived at the school in
the evening, he opened the suitcase...

...and found the watch you're holding.

He realised that it was a gift.

It was meant to be a surprise.

Your father cried violently.

And in repentance,
he walked throughout the night

all the way home, flung
his arms around his father's neck

and asked for forgiveness.

It was on that night,
when he humiliated himself...

...that he found the path back
to the light. And to peace of mind.

And to Our Lord in Heaven.

Never forget what your father said.

Exiled be he who defies The Lord!

I think I'd like
that glass of water now.

There's a kitchenette out there.

-And you're quite sure?
-Yes. You're pregnant.

-When will you be finished with that?
-Two minutes.

With love from Jakobe.
She hopes the meeting goes well.

I've been waiting for this
since I was a boy.

How many of
your father's friends will attend?

Seven or eight.

-What on earth is that?
-It was delivered yesterday.

I had it made in Vienna.
Does it look like me?

To a T.

People are completely unaware that
in a few hours, we will make history.

We are laying the foundation
for the new national works.

-It's big.
-It's a quarter to ten! Hurry up!

In order to connect
all corners of Denmark

and make
the regions part of modern society

we must break away from the notion of
the blessings of pork and butter

and instead make the peasant society
part of the whole nation.

And as I said by way of introduction,
my canal project

combined with hydropower
and windmills is crucial.

I promise that
your investments will not be wasted.

When Denmark becomes self-sufficient,
money will flow in.

Thank you for taking the time to listen
to the plans for Denmark's new works.

This consortium, which is made up
of private, independent investors

has done some calculations, and
we have reached the conclusion that

the project is financially feasible.

This, of course, is subject to
ministerial permission.

We know that Mr. Sidenius has been
in touch with a high-ranking official

and that the meeting
for personal reasons

concluded in an unfortunate way.
We have been in touch with this person.

And when, in a moment,
he enters through that door

we ask that you give him
the unreserved apology he's expecting.

Please, Isak.

Gentlemen...

Do you seriously think
that I owe him an apology?

But what for?
What for?

You must understand that
I cannot accept any kind of tutelage.

I drew up my project without
any form of supervision or intervention.

I cannot allow it to happen now.

Presumably you know, that without
Engineer Colonel Bjerregrav's approval

the project is not feasible.

I want to make it clear that
the Engineer Colonel insulted me.

He mocked my project!

So he should apologise to me.

Are you refusing to apologise?

Yes.

I resent having to apologise to
an old, power-crazed tyrant.

A legalist who lacks vision!
I'm sorry.

Is that your final decision?

Absolutely.

Well, that concludes
matters for today, gentlemen.

The consortium is hereby disbanded.

I assume that none of you
have any regrets

about the outcome of this meeting.

Imagine having to apologise to that
power-crazed, uncompromising person.

-Who was being uncompromising, Per?
-You too?

Would a small apology matter that much
if it could save your project?

Yes, in my world.
I'm astonished by your attitude.

You always say that
the end justifies the means.

This confirmed the rotten connection
between money and those in power.

And that's apparently
something you support.

What do you mean?

If I'm to follow your rule of conduct...

-...then this is the last time we talk.
-What are you saying?

You're prerequisite by birth to value
these traits which I seem to lack.

I didn't hear that.

The outcome of today's meeting

was very disappointing
to my colleagues and me.

I refuse to be bullied by that tyrant.
Especially on such an important project.

In future, please remember
the position you hold

within my family, and conduct yourself
with the necessary elegance.

And with dignity.

Am I being clear?

Yes, sir.

Jakobe?

-Did you hear?
-Hear what?

Come and sit next to me.

Is your mother's name
Kristine Margrethe?

Yes. Why do you ask?

She died.

-What do you mean?
-I read the obituary in the newspaper.

I noticed that she was
a clergyman's widow.

"Our dear mother,
Kristine Margrethe Sidenius

has found eternal peace."
It's signed "her children."

-Did you know she was on her deathbed?
-I knew she was sickly.

But I didn't know it was that serious.

To think what a life she led.

With so many children
and such a difficult husband.

And in poverty.

And yet, she never complained.
I remember you telling me she once said:

"Don't pity me.
Pity my husband and my children."

That which is gone, is gone.

Let's talk about something else.
Let's talk about you.

Let's go travelling.
Soon.

To England.
Just you and me.

Let's call it an engagement trip.

There, we can live only for our love.
And comfortably plan our wedding.

I have big news myself,
which I look forward to telling you.

Go with me to the country house.
Don't be alone tonight.

The guest room is ready for you.

We should both tell Mother and Father
of your mother's death.

-We owe them that.
-Now that we're almost related.

I owe them nothing,
apart from the money, of course.

That's not what I meant.
They've never mentioned the money.

It's something I've thought about.

I want to be rid of my debt
and become independent.

Not from you,
but from your family's money.

If the money's not a problem to them,
it shouldn't be to you.

No, but I don't want
to be indebted to your family.

Hello. I'm here to see
senior clerk Sidenius.

First floor, fourth door on the right.

Thank you.

Come in!

I saw in the paper
that Mother died.

Yes. I thought you were abroad.

How did she die?

Signe went to her room
in the morning to comb her hair.

Mother was quite impatient
and asked Signe to hurry up.

Then Mother closed her eyes
and passed away peacefully.

She wrote a farewell letter
to each of us siblings.

There's one for you as well.

Along with a parcel.

She will, of course, be buried
next to Father in Jutland.

Her body will be transported there
by ship tomorrow afternoon.

Prior to the funeral, we're convening
for a family ceremony by the coffin.

Now that we know you're in town,
we'd be sorry if you missed it.

For several reasons,
it's probably best that I stay away.

I'm sure my fiancée
would like to attend

but she would probably
be out of place.

-Nor would she be welcome.
-You're right.

Peter Andreas?

Due to official duties

I'm prevented from accompanying
Mother on her final journey.

I was hoping you'd be able to ignore
your own obstinacy this once

and pay Mother your last respects by
accompanying the coffin across the sea.

I think you know my answer.

For my son, Peter Andreas, in the
blessed name of Our Lord Jesus Christ.

I write to you, my son, in order to try
one last time before I close my eyes

to speak to your heart.

I know you don't follow the ways of God.
But it's my sincere hope

that you will show your fellow men
humility and selfless love.

May I have a pen
and some paper, please?

From earth to earth...

...ashes to ashes...

...dust to dust.

-What a nice surprise.
-I needed a bit of fresh air.

After my mother's funeral,
I needed some breathing space.

I couldn't think of anywhere
more beautiful than this area.

-How long will you be staying?
-A couple of days, before I go back.

Duty calls.

I just came here to thank the reverend
for his words at the funeral.

Not at all. Your mother was an unusually
modest and conscientious person

to God and her next of kin.

That's how one remembers her.

I cannot claim to have known
your parents. I met them a few times.

We were almost neighbours.

Reverend Sidenius'
and my understanding

of the function of the Church
were very different.

But I respect him.
He was an officious man.

How does it feel to be back?

I've come with mixed emotions.
I almost fled the area.

But seeing these surroundings again
has made an impression.

It's overwhelming.

One can gather
much wisdom from nature.

We read in the newspaper
about your engagement in Copenhagen.

-Sidenius is not a common name.
-I see.

I believe your future father-in-law
is a very wealthy and influential man?

You're marrying into money.

Nice way to escape
your duty to support your wife.

Father!

At no point has money come into it.

Besides, as an engineer I will make
enough money to support a family.

This wedding, and I ask from
a purely professional point of view...

A Jewish woman and the son of
a clergyman, how do you...?

You're overstepping your mark.
Stop questioning our visitor.

Would you like to try
our home-made cake? Inger made it.

Don't be shy.
There's no need to be modest.

Help yourself.

Well...

Thank you.

Jakobe, do you know
when Per will return from Jutland?

He sent a short telegram,
and then he was gone.

So you have no idea
when we'll be seeing him again?

After the funeral, I assume.

We need to discuss certain principles
and financial issues before the wedding.

Of course, Father.

You have no idea how much
I enjoy having left the city.

I assure you that
life there can be complicated.

Whereas here...
Have you ever been to Copenhagen?

No, never, but I should like to
experience a big city.

And see all those classy people
that you know.

Let me take your gloves.

I have no doubt that your fiancée is
not only rich, but also beautiful.

I'm sorry, I seem to have startled you.

-Have you come back?
-I had some errands. And...

I found your gloves in my pocket.

-Here you are.
-Thank you.

I've looked for them everywhere.

Would you like to go for a stroll?

Yes.

...and the lock will ensure
the correct depth of water...

...so that sea-going ships can pass...

-You're bored.
-Not at all.

-You seem so serious all of a sudden.
-I do?

Hopefully, you're not missing
your fiancée too much?

No, not at all.
It's because I'm back here.

Away from it all. I almost feel
homesick. A feeling of happiness.

-Are you not happy in Copenhagen?
-Yes.

Everything that I've worked hard for...
And I've worked very hard.

It has become my misfortune.

Well... I'd better get back.

Can't sleep?

Good morning, Reverend.
Unfortunately not.

-Is it body or soul?
-My soul.

-Shut out or shut in?
-Both, I fear.

Come, Mr. Sidenius. Let's walk.
Tell me.

More than anything, I feel trapped.

I can't sleep because
I have so many thoughts.

I'm confused.
I'm tense.

Is this a test?

Is this a punishment?
The punishment for my life.

Is it God's judgement of my life?
Is that why I feel so restless?

Or is it homesickness?

Or is it my father's curse
that makes me so unsettled?

Mr. Sidenius... Don't ruin yourself
with destructive thoughts.

You're your own enemy and gaoler.

Step outside your prison.
Don't be afraid. God is with you.

Please, bless me!

Forgive me for
forsaking Mother and Father!

And for forsaking Ivan. And Jakobe.
I don't want to do harm anymore.

-Not like this. Stand up.
-I deserve the punishment.

Humility is Heaven's price
for providing peace of the soul.

You have taken the first step
on the path to awareness and humility.

Stay here for a while when I leave.

Cry if you feel like it.

I shall leave you now.

Mr. Sidenius, is that you?

Father and Mother are on a visit,
but they'll be back shortly.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

You're engaged to be married.

Don't you understand?

You want to be mine.

It's lovely that you're back
from Jutland. I missed you so much.

I tried to persuade Mother and Father
to return early from the country house.

I wanted to be here
when you came back.

But you know how Father enjoys
spending time away from the city.

-Will you go there with me tonight?
-Yes.

This is where
my bridal dress is being made.

And that's all I'm telling.
It will be simple and elegant.

I picked up the tickets to England.

First, we'll take the train to Esbjerg
and then get on the boat to Harwich.

And then it'll be just me and you.
Our engagement trip. I can't wait.

Aren't you excited about my big news?

You look so serious. Are you still
thinking about your mother's funeral?

Yes, of course, but Jakobe...

We need to talk.

If it's about the wedding, Father wants
you to get in touch as soon as possible.

He wants to meet
with you and the solicitor.

Thank you.

No, it's more serious than that.

Jakobe... You're the most
perfect person I've ever met.

You've meant so much to me.
No one has meant more to me.

But we're facing a huge decision.

Lately, I've been thinking...

I've been thinking whether...

Whether we belong together.

And whether
we've ever belonged together.

Perhaps the whole thing
was just a notion on my part.

-On your part?
-Yes.

Yes. Maybe it was all a mistake,
because I insisted too hard.

And lately, I've been thinking
that perhaps we're too different.

And that perhaps
we'd never be truly happy together.

In the long run.

You don't think we could?

I have my doubts.

So it's probably for the best

that we end it now,
before any harm has come to anyone.

So you break off the engagement?

I'm very sorry, Jakobe.

How can you speak of...

How can you speak of our relationship
as something which only existed

because you wanted it to?
As if I never loved you?

Don't you understand that
I almost perished with love

and longing for you?

Perhaps you don't understand what
it means to love another person.

Maybe you only know
the unfavourable side of passion.

Self-absorption and conceitedness.

You see, we're too different.

Right?

Why don't you just come out with it?

I beseech you, at least be honest.

Is there someone else?

You're just pointing out
that we're too different.

Tell me the truth!

I would respect you if
you'd just be honest this one time.

Just admit that
you're in love with someone else!

I guess that's
the Sidenius family's trait.

That your inner, stunted emotions
need to be so solemn. Good Lord!

They only cover up your vanity.

Your immaturity.

I understand that you're angry, Jakobe.
I really do understand.

And I'm sorry it had to end this way.
I really am.

At least I won't have
to take your barbaric name.

Please tell your father that
I intend to repay every penny

of the money he lent me.

With compound interest.

Anna? Please have these
delivered to Mr. Sidenius.

Yes, Miss Salomon.

Please insert this advertisement
in the Berlingske Gazette.

"Philip Salomon and his wife
regret to announce

that the engagement
of their daughter Jakobe

to Mr. Sidenius has been called off."

-Is this a joke?
-No, unfortunately not.

Why wasn't I told?

We were never
particularly taken by this...

What about his project?
Our investment!

He signed a contract which clearly
outlined the conditions of repayment.

As security for the loan, I'd give you
the patent for my invention.

I'd appreciate it if the money
was paid out as soon as possible.

I don't know the value of your machines.

My decision is influenced by the fact
that I've recently learned

that your engagement
to Miss Salomon has been called off.

That's why I suggested...

On principle, we as a business
never get involved in anything

if we can't get a bank security.

So unfortunately, Mr. Sidenius,
we're unable to grant you a loan.

Mother?

Yes, child.

Remember, I talked about visiting
my friend Rebekka in Breslau?

-Yes.
-I think I'd like to do that now.

But I don't have enough money for the
journey. Will you ask Father for help?

-When will you be leaving?
-As soon as possible.

Perhaps tomorrow.

So that's why it's been
so hard to reach you.

Has it? I apologise.

Does anyone know?
Not even your sister or Ivan?

Only Rebekka knows.
She knows a good doctor.

Don't trouble Father with this.
I'll get you the money for everything.

And make sure to rest afterwards.

If anyone asks, we'll say you needed to
get away, after Per broke it off.

How do you expect to carry out
the project now? Without Salomon?

Without the banking sector and
the manufacturing sector's man?

And what about Bjerregrav?
You're mad.

-How about a small loan?
-And what would you need that for?

I owe Salomon money,
and I'm getting married in Jutland.

I won't lend you any money.

When I heard you were no longer
Philip Salomon's son-in-law

it made no sense to me.

How can an ambitious young man like
you renounce such an opportunity?

It still doesn't make sense to me.

Jakobe?

Jakobe?

First, I'd like to make the apology
I owe you. I apologise, sir.

You see, I currently find myself
in straitened circumstances.

I ask for your kind understanding.

I was hoping you might once again
consider my project

under your skilful supervision

in order to introduce it
to affluent investors

who might advance me the money.

I'm afraid it's too late, Mr. Sidenius.
Thank you for coming.

You may remember me from the time
when I was poor. How times do change.

You see, I'm getting married to
a wealthy baroness from Jutland.

Since I'm leaving the city,
I might as well get rid of these things.

You will notice that the suits are made
from the finest Italian wool.

I'll give you three kroner.

The bust is part of the bargain.
It's made by one of Germany's finest...

I can't sell it. And the books are in
German. Nobody buys German books.

-But... You can have the drawings too.
-I can't sell used paper.

No... And the way to God
is the way of trial.

I have no idea what
you're babbling about. Three kroner.

Do you know who I am?
No you don't, but let me enlighten you.

A son of God. A genius!

All that are bred and born in darkness
will one day appear

and sentence shall be passed
upon them. Keep your money!

But beware!
Beware His intrepid curse!

Young Mr. Sidenius?

It's been a long time.
Is there anything I can do for you?

Would you ask Jakobe
to come down here?

She's gone out of town,
and will be away for some time.

Look at the state of you!

Do you remember
our first conversation?

Fortune favours fools,
and success is the father of regret.

Well...
Pride goes before a fall.

There you go.

That looks fine. Hagbart?

Stand still. Straighten your back.

That looks fine. Nails!

The other hand.

-And keep your back straight!
-Lift your arms.

Receive the Apostolic blessing.

May the grace of the Lord Jesus Christ

and the love of God and the fellowship
of the Holy Spirit be with you all.

Amen.

-Hello, Jakobe.
-Eybert. It's been a long time.

Indeed.

-You've been out of town.
-We've opened an office in Germany.

So the girls are now fluent in German.
They send their love.

Give them my love.

I apologise if I'm imposing on you...

But I want you to know that I've put
all the disappointments behind me.

Time heals all wounds, as they say.
All is forgiven.

I want to ask you,
now that everything's changed

if you'd like to, when
it's convenient for you, of course

let me take you to the tearoom?

Or to dinner. You and me.

Dear Eybert.

You've always been
so good and considerate to me.

Can we try again, Jakobe?

I'm sure you would have been
the most loving husband to me.

But we would never be happy.
You see, I don't love you.

Damn, another disruption!

First of all, Per, how is
your project for the future going?

I'm just finishing up a project
for the new port of Esbjerg.

It will be the centre, or rather the
junction, for European shipping traffic.

-There'll be docks, shipyards and...
-And how will you accomplish that?

Well, the authorities are neither
to be led nor driven...

I understand.

And when you're not working on
your vision for the future?

As you know,
I'm helping out around the house.

Other than that,
I spend time contemplating.

The fact of the matter is, Per

that a small home like yours
and Inger's with three children

involves expenses, right?
Your bills are not being paid.

I'm mentioning it because I can't keep
supporting you on my modest wages.

I'm here to work out a solution.

It's obvious that
you're having money problems.

I insist on not having any tutelage.

I strongly ask you
not to speak to me in that manner.

I'm here to work out a solution
to your family responsibilities.

Listen, Per. Yesterday, I met
the young, rich landowner, Mr. Brück.

He's heard of your engineering skills.

He needs some water regulation for
the streams on his estate this spring.

I suggested he contact you.

-W... w... welcome, Mr. Sidenius.
-Thank you.

My wife Inger. I believe
you two already know each other.

Yes, s... s... since childhood.

-Welcome, Inger.
-Thank you.

It's nice to be back here.

-Shall we walk?
-Yes. If you'll help carry this.

A simple drainage system must be

a m... m... mere trifle for
an engineer such as yourself.

On the contrary.
I'm happy to help out.

D... d... do you see possibilities,
Mr. Sidenius?

Yes, absolutely. With a few changes
to the bed of the stream

we can lower the ground-water level,
so the soil can be used as arable land.

It requires some powerful pumps
by the barrage.

They could be driven by mills.
One per pumping station.

I'd forgotten that the meadow extends
all the way to the lake.

Would you mind if I brought
the children here, Mr. Brück?

No, of... of course. They can s... s...
swim and f... fish as much as they like.

The rowing boats
are there for that purpose.

Have you been here all day?

Are you cold?

I like your braids.

Did you do them yourself?

-Can I help?
-Yes, you can give the children bread.

-Excuse me, who are you?
-I was just passing by.

-My name is Jakobe Salomon.
-Do you know where you are?

This is the YWCA.

I'm sure you understand why
we can't have people of your faith here.

-My faith?
-The YWCA is a Christian movement.

I understand. I'm sorry.

This is what
makes it turn with the wind.

When the wind hits it,
the sails rotate like this.

That creates electricity,
which creates a current.

Do you understand? Right there.

No!

You broke it!

Get down! Don't be so clumsy!
And apologise to Father.

Apologise to Father!

Apologise to Father, Hagbart.

Hagbart! You come back
and apologise to Father!

-Are the children asleep?
-Ingeborg and Lise are fast asleep.

Hagbart complains of a stomach ache.

I'm sure he'll go to sleep soon.

Please, will you not
speak so harshly to him?

He's a sensitive boy.

Sure.

He's a clever little boy
who misses his father.

-Are you coming to bed?
-When I've read the paper.

-Goodnight, dear.
-Goodnight.

I know I've disappointed you by not
getting married and having children.

Instead, in accordance with our family
tradition, I want to help the needy.

So I've decided to found
a charity school here in Copenhagen.

I know it will cost me
my whole inheritance.

But since I have no one to leave it to

I can't think of
a more meaningful way of spending it.

-Miss Salomon, we're ready.
-Gather round, children! Come here.

You need to face this way.

And move that way a little.
I think we're ready.

-Look at that handsome gentleman.
-Look into the box.

And stand completely still.
One, two, three... Thank you!

Our children hardly ever
see their parents. They work all day.

Normal schools are so wretched,
they seem more like penal institutions.

Children in need are brutalised by
police who send them to the poorhouse.

And the one person who could
teach them wisdom

the vicar, speaks only
of doomsday and hell.

So how will these children ever learn
to love their neighbours

and become decent human beings?

Little by little, I want to turn
the school into an alternative school.

A place of refuge, a sanctuary.

I have personally observed how
a bad childhood can scar a person.

I wanted to create a place, which
can help break the social inheritance.

Come in, Hagbart.

Mother told me
to say goodnight to you.

Yes. Come in.

I made this because
I broke the other mill.

Thank you.

You're not afraid of Father, are you?

You and I will work it out.

Do you want me to leave?

Why do you ask?

You seem as if
you'd rather be on your own.

I know you're having a hard time.
Can't you speak to my father?

Maybe he can help you
find solace in God.

Wherever I've searched for Him,
I've only found myself.

God is superfluous
to he who has found himself.

What's wrong, Per?

There are people
who are drawn to disaster.

People who can only find emancipation
in hopelessness and solitude.

What are you saying?

I sometimes think it would be better for
you and the children if I weren't here.

You must promise me
not to be dragged down with me.

-There's the birthday boy!
-You look very dapper.

-Happy birthday, Hagbart.
-Bow and say thank you, Hagbart.

-Hello, Mr. Brück.
-Hello.

-H... h... happy birthday, Hagbart.
-Bow and say thank you.

-Thank you for in... in... inviting me.
-We're glad you could make it.

Come in.

-Here comes the birthday cake!
-Happy birthday, Hagbart.

Can you help yourself?

Maybe Brück can help you.

I've launched the boat.

Perhaps you'd like to
come and try it out, Hagbart?

It'll make for a nice afternoon.

-A large piece for you.
-Pass along the plates.

Here's to a happy birthday.
And thank you all for coming.

Happy birthday, Hagbart.

He must have been a good boy all year
to get such a sunny day.

His behaviour has been exemplary.

I need to leave.

I forgot to tell
the people at the lock something.

Do you have to do that right now?
It's Hagbart's birthday.

I'll be back soon.

Are you satisfied now?

JAKOBE SALOMON HAS OPENED
CHARITY SCHOOL IN COPENHAGEN.

Miss Salomon?

-I have a letter for you.
-Thank you.

You came after all.

It's been such a long time.

So this is how you live.
Here, in the wilderness.

I've felt alienated

and rootless all my life.

But out here, I've finally become
conscious of who I am.

In my ungodly solitude.

Without it, I would merely
have been half a human being.

A Sidenius always.

So now I feel liberated.

I've followed you from a distance.

I knew you were ill,
but not that it was this serious.

It's cancer. The doctor says
I don't have long to live.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

Tell me about Copenhagen.

We speak of you often.

Despite the racket back then, Father and
Ivan agree that you did the right thing.

One day, I'm sure
the world will realise the grandeur

and necessity in your national works.

That's something I wanted to ask you...

Will you display my project
and my model at your school?

As a kind of inspiration
to the children.

Yes, of course.
Of course that's where it should be.

The real reason I wrote
and asked you to come...

I wanted to give you this.

It's my last will.
Your school is the sole beneficiary.

It's 12,600 kroner.

It's not a lot, but it's what I've been
able to save up through the years.

And I wanted to ask...

...if you find yourself able
to receive this gift.

Why shouldn't I?

Even though
you and I are very different...

...I'm not sure
I ever really understood you.

But that makes me
even more grateful for this gift.

Did I hurt you deeply?

I wouldn't change a thing about my life.

On the contrary,
I feel very happy to have known you.

Only with the joy and sorrow which
you caused, did my life gain meaning.

The school which I've created,
is as much your work as it is mine.

In a way, they all turned out
to be our children.

Thank you.

Subtitle translation by Rikke Thomsen Oneliner