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- Would you like some coffee? - It's Ingrid's house.

- Are you renting or...? - Probably... mostly the last.

- Aren't you the father of her child? - I beg you pardon!

You're imagining it.

Ditmar isn't interested in me. He just needs to be married.

That's not the end. Will you be his little doll in the Upper House, too?

If I must, yes.

I want to invest in it. Listen now.

- Who are these people? - They prefer their anonymity.

If you don't accept that money and cash in my jewellery-

- you won't be sharing a table or a bed with me anymore.

No, Mikkel. Don't come in here, when Morten's working.

- It's ok. - He has to learn. Out.

I think it's what you've been waiting for. From solicitor Kvist.

- He signed. - Yes.

- Why don't you just leave him be? - He cost me a year of my life.

It had been different, had it not been for him.

But then you hadn't been here, and I wouldn't have met you.

No, you probably wouldn't have.

I better check what mischief he's getting up to now.

- Where did you get that? - I borrowed it from Mrs Andersen.

- What are you writing? - I'm writing my housing project.

- You keep blabbering. - So glad your spirits are back up.

I'd prefer knowing who lent me that money.

Someone who trust you.

They charge a good price. They take six kroner out of every ten earned.

Ditmar's mother would like a drink before they go.

- No time, I'm working. - Stop it.

I can't stop now. I need to finish this.

There you are. And your parents?

- I've told them. - Now, where are you going?

We haven't decided. We'll just drive. South, right, Amanda?

- No further than Germany. - You've taken a liking to Germany.

I understand German. Some exercise will be nice after all the good food.

There are many temptations here.

I received the nicest letter from editor Bruun.

He sends his best. And chamberlain Hjørting send you his best, Amanda.

- Thank you. - You made an impression.

They'll visit Frijsenholm in a few weeks. You'll be back then, right?

- We should be. - Countess Friis, you have a call.

Thank you.

- How will we find each other? - We'll call.

You must be back in two weeks. Where will you go?

- We don't know. - I need to know to call.

- I'll call. Where are you going? - I haven't decided.

We'll use Miss Fie. When you know where you'll be, call her.

- Of course she's involved. - Not in details.

- Your parents? - Of course not.

Very few husbands would put up with this.

There you are, mother.

- Anything important? - Johansen is having car trouble.

- Will he be late? - Tomorrow at the earliest.

How sad, but... we have to get going.

I thought your plans weren't fixed.

Of course we'll stay as long as you're here. Right, Amanda?

- Are you done already? - The driver has car trouble.

- How sad. What about you then? - We're staying as long as she's here.

- Weren't we having a drink? - Not when she's not leaving.

It's bad enough they're back at the table.

It's our family. He's hopeless. How about a swim, Amanda?

- No, I'll go for a walk. - Would you like me to come?

You don't have to, mother.

- Has Ditmar said something about us? - What do you mean?

- Is he tired of helping financially? - Why do you ask?

Your father has been so rude since Ditmar said no to the loan.

- He's not talking about stopping... - No, he's not. Don't worry.

Edith, we need to reset the tables. Count Ditmar is staying.

I thought they were staying all summer.

I thought so, too. They're going south.

How's it looking?

I've managed the floors, windows, shelf lining, stove-

- and I've painted the bench again.

I still need the borders on the living room drapes. I'll do that now.

No, have some food and coffee. You haven't had lunch.

Sit down for a minute, Fie.

Your father shouldn't have to cook. He can come here.

I don't want to trouble you. I've had the day off.

It doesn't sound like you've been taking time off.

- You could ask him. - They'll sure be busy in Skagen.

- There are leisure yachts coming. - How do you know?

It says so in the paper from two days ago.

- What's a leisure yacht? - The name says so, Martha.

It's a boat for leisure.

It's only for the rich.

There were jellyfish yesterday, but they're gone today. It was so nice.

Blueberry soup...

How sad we'll miss that. You do know, we won't be here for dinner?

- No, we weren't aware. - My husband is so absent-minded.

We're going to Frederikshavn soon. We're staying at Frydenstrand.

- I hope the food is as good as here. - I'm sure it will be.

We'll be there, when the twins arrive tomorrow.

- Have a nice trip, Mrs Frigh. - Thank you.

- Any news from Copenhagen? - No, not yet.

How sad your husband had to leave. He's so happy here.

- Was it something at the ministry? - Yes, an urgent matter.

Hjalmar is usually so strict about his holidays. It's so unlike him.

- If it's urgent, then... - I don't know the details.

No, one isn't told everything. And thank goodness for that.

Otto?

- Otto? We have to go. - Oh.

- Is it you, Alice? - Who else?

- You forgot to tell the kitchen. - Tell what, my dear?

- That we won't be here for dinner. - Why won't we be?

- We're going to Frederikshavn. - Not until tomorrow morning.

Have you forgotten that we're staying the night at Frydenstrand?

- I haven't heard a word of that. - You said it was a good idea.

I must have been lost in thought. It doesn't work with my plans.

- Which plans? - Well...

Nothing. It just doesn't work for me.

Fine. But you go tell Mrs Andersen.

I just thought that we could do something together for once.

- Now what? - I forgot my hat.

No, I'll go.

Go on down, my dear.

- What is it? - "Our trip must be postponed."

"I have to go to Frederikshavn. I'll knock quietly on your door tomorrow."

"I'll knock quietly on your door"? What trip?

Mr Frigh just wanted to show me the Sand-covered Church.

- He says one should see it. - Does he now?

- I only said maybe. - How about the little word "no"?

- Is that impossible to say? - I said no to his money.

Have you thought about what Frigh might fantasize about in return?

Let's get going. Don't forget the manuscript. We need to work.

- Now what? - Not when you speak to me like that.

You always think the worst. You hate me.

- Why are you saying such nonsense? - It's you're tone.

Du despise me. You don't think I can do anything right.

- I thought you weren't like father. - Your father has left you.

I'm right here.

You're my good daddy.

I'm just trying to tell you how you affect men.

I'm not so sure you're always fully aware of it.

- So you do like me? - Kitty, not that now.

- Kiss me. - We need to work.

Kiss me, daddy.

- Look, who's arrived, Otto. - I didn't think you would be back.

Your wife told me that my sister was sick.

- Is Mrs Fjeldsø sick? - We thought it was worse.

Luckily.

The girls say she's perfectly well and has been down for all the meals.

- I'll start the car. - We're going to Frederikshavn.

The twins will be on the ferry tomorrow, so we're leaving tonight.

Your sister will be so happy you're here. She's really missed you.

I should go. We'll be back tomorrow.

Finally. I was just about to come get you.

That would have been a bad idea. You can peel the potatoes.

A one-armed cook. What do you say?

With what you're paying me, I'll be leaving soon.

No, you're staying, but we're going to Norway.

- Are we? - Yes, we'll find a boat in Skagen.

There are tons. Then we'll take a bus up the mountains.

- That sounds wonderful. - Where's your suitcase?

- We won't be going today. - Why not?

- Ditmar's mother hasn't left. - You're kidding.

- There was car trouble. - Then Ditmar can drive her home.

Not when we're claiming to be leaving together.

I'm sick of this. She was supposed to leave three days ago.

We'll go tomorrow, Max. I have to go back.

- At least stay and eat. - Dinner's ready.

- Fie, your father's arrived. - Already?

I was getting parsley. The car's there.

- Do you want me to finish it? - I'm done.

- You left early. - I went by the graveyard.

- Who knows when I'll be back? - It's not that far.

I was baptized and confirmed in that church. I was married there.

- You and your sister... - I know.

- Who'll look after mother's grave? - Ane will.

- What do you think? - I haven't been inside yet.

Come and look.

Can't you see?

- Is that a new tablecloth? - Can't you see anything else?

Can't you just tell me? I'm too tired.

Never mind. But I have something to show you in the living room.

Mrs Andersen gave it to me. I haven't had time to put it up.

It was left over at the hotel.

- Isn't it nice? - It's unnecessary.

It would still be nice.

I don't need to live like the posh guests at the hotel.

- Lydia? - Hello, Olga.

- So you're back? - I thought you were ill.

- Who said that? - Mrs Frigh. It sounded serious.

I just had a cold. Why would she call you about that?

- I'll leave again. - But you just got here.

Not until tomorrow. I've spoken to Mrs Andersen and gotten a room.

A room? What a waste of money. I have an empty bed.

Don't worry about my finances. I'm doing just fine.

Is dinner served already? Just go in. I'll be right there.

- Will this do? - Yes, if it's the best you have.

- It's the most expensive. - That sound's good.

- Would you like to taste it? - No, just pour. Thank you.

- Would you wife like a glass? - Yes, please.

- She went for a walk. - She probably went to Råbjerg Mile.

- What's she doing there? - It's lovely out there.

- One could make it back for dinner. - Amanda's always been willful.

- We've noticed. - What do you mean?

I hear the housing plans are coming along.

Unlike you, some see how smart it is.

We might be a bit more careful in our family.

You mean your late husband's debts?

Mrs Fjeldsø. How nice for you to have your sister back.

- No, no, we didn't order wine. - I did.

- Remember to put it on my room. - Yes, Miss Vetterstrøm.

- Would you like a glass? - No, thank you.

Well... since you've bought it, just one then.

Thank you.

- What would you like to drink? - A bottle of white would be nice.

- And lemonade for Miss Hansen. - I'll bring that in.

- I want wine, too. - No, you do not.

Daddy... please?

- Is it you today? - Fie's helping her father move in.

- It looks delicious, Martha. - Thank you.

Now, please tell me, what I said to make you leave without a word?

- You don't remember? - No.

- Then never mind. - Please tell me.

- I don't want to say. - You were just like this as a child.

- If you say so. Cheers. - Cheers.

- The theatre is calling, Mr Weyse. - The theatre?

This is Edward Weyse. Hello, theatre manager Konradsen.

I thought you were lounging in Rågeleje.

You were called in to the theatre? How sad for you.

What precarious matter?

- May I take your plate? - Yes, go ahead.

- Will Mr Weyse be back? - He's on the phone.

Not any longer, I don't think.

Don't you want your food?

- What did the theatre want? - They received an anonymous letter.

It claims that I've had improper relations with several students.

Several? Am I not the only one?

Don't you understand how serious this is?

I'm a teacher. You're a student. I've been asked-

- to be at the theatre for an official discussion.

Tell me... Did you send that letter?

Me? Why would I do that?

You and your friend Frigh. How convenient, to get rid of me.

I'm done. This is the end. And I can only blame myself.

I'm truly happy that you're back in business.

- Would you like to watch the sunset? - No, we prefer to stay here.

- Where is Amanda? - Out for a walk.

- Why hasn't she returned? - She often loses track of time.

- Might she have gone to him? - That's over, mother.

I've told you that.

- May I take the tray? - Yes, please.

There...

- It seems so quiet. - Yes.

It's a very unusual evening. The Frighs are in Frederikshavn.

Mrs Fjeldsø and her sister took coffee and liquor to the room.

Miss Hansen and Mr Weyse were just picked up.

- They were? - They took the train to Copenhagen.

An important meeting at the theatre. Weyse weren't sure they'd return.

- I see. - But your husband will return, right?

That's the plan.

Thank you.

- Is your father not with you? - No, he preferred to stay over there.

- Didn't he like, what you did? - I won't be needing the wallpaper.

- Have you eaten? - No, I'm just tired.

- You've been at it all day. - I'll go lie down.

Of course.

- She looked tired. - Maybe her father wasn't happy.

- She didn't say that. - It just seemed that way.

So, you're back. Mother and I've been waiting.

I had the girls make some food. Come on.

- You're back late. - Did you go to Råbjerg Mile?

- Yes, and I lost track of time, - See, mother? Every time she walks.

Do sit down and eat now.

- Then I'll go upstairs. - Good night.

Good night, my boy.

I thought we had an agreement.

- I told him we couldn't go today. - Did you have to stay so long?

I did go for a long walk... I was thinking...

...of all of this, Ditmar.

We're lying to you mother, to my parents, and to ourselves.

Then leave him and come back to me.

I'm not right for you, and you know that.

We've been together a year. You want something else.

- It could have been different. - You know what I mean.

Philip told me about your friend. I'm sorry he died.

He was a business acquaintance. How long must I listen to this?

We can solve this, if we work together. I want the divorce.

I'll take the blame for everything. You'll get all the sympathy.

You don't need to remarry. Everyone will understand your disappointment.

If you care for me at all, you'll let me go.

I know you can't keep helping my parents for ever.

Father is getting back on his feet.

I'm only asking for two years after the divorce. Two years as now.

Isn't that fair, after everything my father gave you?

Wasn't he happy about any of it?

I don't think he cares.

I think it's very nice. At lot better than before.

In my head I've been decorating that house for a year.

For when you and Morten moved in?

I don't even know what I'm doing here.

I just want to leave and start over somewhere else.

But I can't leave, now that my father lives here.

And Mrs Andersen expects me to stay for ever.

- I think so, too. - She's always been so nice to me.

But it's over with Morten.

And that's how it's supposed to be.

- Everyone has gone to bed. - Does anyone want a nightcap?

- No, thank you. I just want to sleep. - One little drink.

- Where did you get it? - Weyse left his white wine.

- The red is from Madsen's table. - He always orders the most expensive.

The bear was in the lounge. Not touched at all.

- Cheers. - What are we toasting?

To Morten being happy in his new life.

- Cheers, Morten. - Cheers, Morten.

- I wasn't delicate. - Yes.

Mother and father always said: "We have to take care of Lydia."

I decided to toughen you up. I hid in a closet-

- and scared you, and then you peed your pants.

I don't know how tough I got.

Father spanked you, and mother gave me chocolate.

At least I tried. You always just coasted.

I had to live up to all of father's expectations.

- Father's expectations... - All of father's expectations.

I had to get married and start a family-

- make a presentable home and suffer through never ending dinner parties.

- Take responsibility. - Didn't I have responsibilities?

You always had it so much easier.

I was the one father pestered about school, homework and... yes.

- He'd given up on you. - You made the easier choice.

The life mother and father had and thought was right.

I had to fight to be allowed to be who I was.

Yeah... you were a peculiar child, Lydia.

You have to admit that. That's why I had to take care of you.

And... you still think you do.

No... I don't know. A bit, maybe.

- You're my little sister. - I'm going to my room.

No, Lydia. You haven't even finished your drink.

I was always there for you when you need me.

When you husband was too busy. Or your son.

But now I see you just endured my company...

...out of pity.

Good night.

- What if the guests wake up? - They won't.

- Otilia, you're afraid of water. - I am not.

Stop.

- There's something there. - You're not getting out of it.

There's something there.

It's true. What is it?

It looks like a person.

Are you going over there?

You shouldn't touch him.

Hello?

Hello?

- He's asleep. We can go to bed. - Did he say anything?

No, he didn't want the doctor. He'd been for a swim.

He'll be fine once he's warm.

He must have gone in down here. We'll find his clothes tomorrow.

Good night.

- Oh, you're up. - The girl from last night.

- How are you? - Fine, I think.

You can borrow some clothes. It's my father's. I hope they fit.

- What is this place? - It's a hotel.

- Your father's? - No, it's Mrs Andersen's hotel.

- You met her last night. - I only remember you.

I couldn't find your clothes. If you could tell me where you went in...

I was on a boat. I wasn't swimming.

I... It's... It's a bit difficult to explain.

- He was tossed in? - He could have drowned.

- We should tell the police. - He doesn't want that.

- What boat? - One of the big yachts.

- Why was he naked? - I don't know if I should say.

Come on.

- He was with the owner's daughter. - A sailor and the owner's daughter?

- That's not smart. - He was in the band.

- What band? - It's a big boat with it's own band.

- How do I get to the harbour? - The nearest is in Skagen.

Aren't we in Skagen?

- How far is it? - Ten kilometres.

I have to get my trumpet. Do you have bicycle?

I have to get it before they leave.

I can ask Mrs Andersen.

Come along.

- Good morning, Countess. - Good morning.

- Is my son and daughter-in-law up? - We haven't seen them.

Mrs Andersen asked if you'd be leaving before or after lunch?

I'll be leaving when my driver gets the car going. I'll let you know.

- It's Mrs Andersen's. Be careful. - What's your name?

Fie.

I'm Jesper. So long, Miss.

- So long, Miss? - He'll be back with the bicycle.

Oh, I see.

- No, don't. - Take them to the beach.

- Would you like to go the beach? - Yes!

- I'll lie down for a bit. - Now? It' only 11 o'clock.

Early start and a long, hot drive... But you go ahead.

- Your husband isn't sick, I hope? - I don't think so.

He was just so quiet all the way here.

- Would you like my help unpacking? - No, go on with the children.

- Where is she? - The Countess has to leave.

- Every time, she doesn't come back. - That sentence is illogical.

"Every time, she doesn't come back." She must come back sometimes.

- I'm not in the mood for that. - Sorry.

We only have two cups left. Want to go for a swim?

- You need to cool off. - I'm staying.

If she's not back in half an hour, I'm going to get her.

- What are you wearing? - A pair of shorts.

It's summer, Alice, if you hadn't noticed.

- Where did you get those? - I bought them.

- When? - When I was in Skagen.

Your trip with Miss Kitty. Did she put those ideas in your head?

Not at all, Alice.

Didn't you want to lie down? Are you making a fool of yourself for her?

- I was on my way to you. - Don't bother.

The twins don't need to see their father like that.

And Miss Kitty is in Copenhagen with Mr Weyse.

- You shouldn't call me direct. - We need to talk.

I've been suspended.

I can't show my face at the theatre while they're investigating.

No theatre will touch me.

Then what? Act in Norway? My god.

- Who sent the letter? - I told you, It's anonymous.

- What's your husband in the city for? - He has a case at the ministry.

Exactly. The ministry of education. That's where the letter came from.

- You think it was Hjalmar? - Why not?

He might have heard that I'm Severin's father.

He's getting revenge. He'll destroy me.

I'd know if Hjalmar knew something.

- This is serious, Helene. - I have to go. He's back.

I'll pass that on, Larsen. Oh, you're here.

It was a terribly hot trip. I couldn't open the train window.

I'm sorry, I didn't call yesterday. How's Severin?

He's fine. He's sleeping. Did you manage everything in Copenhagen?

Yes, all was handled as best possible.

- What was it? - Nothing special.

A trifle.

Yes?

Mr Aurland is back. He says Larsen is waiting for you.

- I am ready. - It's crazy. You just got here.

That doesn't bother me.

All right. I'm sorry for everything that was said last night.

- Are you? - Yes. You should stay.

- You don't need to take care of me. - What would you like me to admit?

What?

That I... That I appreciate your company? I do.

- Is this nonsense over then? - Only if you really mean it.

Then I'll tell Larsen to go back-

- and I'll tell Mrs Andersen that you'll move in with me.

- Olga? - Yes?

Only if you'll let me pay for myself.

- Max? - What's keeping you?

- Did anyone see you? - Does it matter?

It does matter. Did anyone see you?

- No. - You have to go. Down the back.

- Not without you. - Otherwise it's all ruined.

I might get Ditmar to give me a divorce-

- without hurting my parents. He'll tell his mother.

If she sees you here... She can't. Please leave.

I'll come as fast I can.

I should have known. What is my son doing with someone like you?

- You should ask him. - I'm not speaking to you.

Can't you see this marriage is a sham?

- Max... - Someone has to tell the truth!

It's just supposed to cover... Your son isn't interested in women.

He's only interested in men.

Come on, Amanda. Let's go.

I can't.

I can't.

What's going on here?

Amanda? What's going on?

Hello?

Hello?

- Is it you? - I just wanted to say welcome.

- I brought a little something. - You didn't have to, but thank you.

- Coffee's hot. Would you like a cup? - Yes, please.

So, you've spend your first night here. How was it?

- Here's no windmill. - You must have always heard that.

- You have to get used to the silence. - It's not always like that here.

No...

No, Fie says so, too. It's quite windy.

Yes, I'll say.

What struck me the most, when I came out here, was the sky.

It's so high up when you're all alone on the beach.

You really feel something bigger than oneself out there.

I'm glad you bought the house.

Right... the garden.

I didn't mean the garden. It's nice to have good people around.

- You're always welcome at the hotel. - No, I...

- I don't want to intrude. - You wont.

I've borrowed Fie for two years now. I'm very grateful for that.

Yes, I... I guess I didn't thank her for everything she did.

There's still time.

- You have a call. - Do I? From who?

The one that washed ashore. He's asking for you.

This is Fie.

I found it. And my clothes, too. I'll bring back what I borrowed.

And the bicycle. I just wanted to say that what I told you...

On the boat... I'm not usually like that.

- It's none of my business. - I wanted you to know.

You could come here for the bicycle. And hear me play for real.

I got work at the Beach Hotel. They needed a trumpet.

We're replacing a couple with an accordion.

I'll leave two tickets for you, so please come, when you're off.

Goodbye, Miss.

Goodbye.

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