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I offered to lease the hotel.

Preben and I are getting married. It would be wise to pass the estate on.

- The party won't approve me. - Anyone can be whisked away.

That's just Mr. Fischer's story.

- It's one of the guests. - You're drunk.

Is it you?

The police know Robert is here. He can't use the birth certificate.

- Thank you. - It's also from Fie and little Peter.

Thank you, Fie and little Peter. She'll sleep in my bed.

- Good. No more skittles for me. - Was Mr. Weyse badly hurt?

- No, just superficially. - He squealed like a stuck pig.

- You weren't there. - No, but he's an actor.

We're glad it wasn't serious. It could have been fatal.

- You're not eating. Have one of these. - It's quite a spread you've laid on.

- Her son doesn't come home every day. - No, not often enough.

I don't know about Denmark, but England is talking about war.

Really?

There are daily drills, and they're building bomb shelters.

England has to act if Hitler invades Poland.

- He says he won't. - He said that about Czechoslovakia.

If there's a war, it'll be difficult to come and visit.

- Fie and I want to sell the hotel. - Sell? To whom?

Fie likes the idea of Amanda leasing it.

I'll ask her. What do you think?

Isn't asking a guest odd?

Amanda has visited every summer since she was little.

- Didn't she make money on her firm? - I think they closed it.

She won't get much from it. But she has her father.

- Mr. Madsen? - You don't like the idea.

Shouldn't we bury that hatchet? Madsen has mellowed with age.

I don't know what's up with your addled brain, but I won't give up Germany.

- Am I married to a Nazi? - I'm not a Nazi.

I'm doing business just like other Danes.

- Christiani & Nielsen made a bundle. - Are you envious?

I'm more envious of them not having to deal with a crazy bitch!

Your father... I can't stand him! I thought he gave up Germany -

- after Mr. Fischer and Robert's stories. He doesn't need the money.

It's sweet that you think you can change him after all these years.

- Do you mind if I sit down? - No.

The room feels empty now that Vera is in Frederikshavn.

- Was that the hospital? - A newspaper asking about Mr. Weyse.

- Did you tell them he's coming today? - No, he'd hate that.

- He's been through enough. - Can I give you a hand?

- We're fine. - You're only two.

Nana is in the Skaw, and Mrs. Andersen is with Morten.

- We can manage. - Something smells burnt.

The liver paste!

Let me help or you'll never get it done by lunchtime.

- I have nothing better to do. - Slice the salami.

I'll move these things, so I'll have better room.

Any news of Mr. Weyse? Why did Nana's boyfriend attack him?

- It was a misunderstanding. - Then who is the real culprit?

He thought Nana was up to something with a guest.

- Do you think it was Mr. Aurland? - No. Leslie.

- Not again! - Who else could it be?

Leslie? Where have you been?

- Just out. - Come and sit with me.

There's no news about Mr. Weyse. It could've gone terribly wrong.

He claims to be innocent, but you never know about him.

- Know what? - If he was up to something with Nana.

- Maids can be promiscuous. - Not Nana.

- We don't know. - I know.

- I've been with her all summer. - What?

Nana and I went swimming in her free time.

Well, I never.

So when you borrowed the car, you took her. Why didn't you tell me?

- Maids mustn't fraternize with guests. - Swimming is very innocent.

- Any news from the hospital? - Not yet.

- Has Mrs. Weyse been informed? - Yes. Someone called her yesterday.

- She's on her way here. - You can't help taking an interest.

The paper is here. Perhaps the attack is mentioned.

- Mr. Weyse isn't in the paper. - There wasn't time.

Of course not. But they wrote about Arve Myhre. They can't find him.

Everyone wants to talk to him after the rave review -

- but the publishers say he refuses to speak to anyone.

Now the newspaper asks if any readers know him.

- I think Vera does. - Why must I listen to you babble?

- I was trying to distract you. - I haven't slept a wink.

Robert will get arrested at the ferry, and the police will come back here.

Mark my words. And then the two of us will be carted off.

- The two of us. Carted off. - So be it.

I don't feel that way.

- What are you smiling about? - You.

I was thinking about how sweet you are. What did the receptionist say?

We can stay till the ferry leaves. Should I go and buy tickets?

Tickets?

- I'll go with you. It's best. - It's too big a risk.

- You can't use the certificate. - I just need to get on board.

It'll be easier if we're a couple.

- A couple? - Yes. Two people.

'A couple' sounded better.

- What about your sister's car? - My parents can drop her off here.

They're all going home tomorrow.

- Robert, it's more practical this way. - I love it when you're practical.

Hello, Alma. Did you go for a walk? I had a nice time yesterday.

- Thank you for driving me. - It was my pleasure.

It was just like old times. When we were married.

I don't remember you waiting while I met with an actor.

No, you're right, Alma.

I'm going to the beach while the weather is still fine.

- To the beach? What's gotten into you? - The fresh air. I enjoy it.

- Would you please help me? - You're back, Mr. Weyse.

- Yes, as good as. - It lovely to see you again.

- Thank you. And you. - Hello, Mrs. Weyse.

I was in the Skaw yesterday too.

I met with Sophus Poulsen, who'll be in 'The Taming of the Shrew' -

- since your husband declined.

I'll let the staff know you're back.

Is Sophus Poulsen playing your part?

Konradsen is trying to lure me back, but I won't fall for it.

- Sophus Poulsen of all people. - I don't want to talk about it!

- Mr. Weyse. You're back. - Yes.

Hello, Helene. It was a shock, wasn't it?

- But no harm done. - That's debatable.

Of course. The papers have been calling all morning.

Bruun was here when it happened. He vividly describes -

- how you put the attacker out of action.

- Does he really? - It's on the front page.

ACTOR EDWARD WEYSE DISARMS ATTACKER

- My reading glasses, Helene. - They must be in your room.

Don't you need your cane?

Yes?

Now I realize that you were the one Nana's boyfriend was looking for.

- I suppose so. - Imagine what could've happened!

And because of a misunderstanding. You only went swimming together.

- That's all it is, isn't it? - Does it matter?

So that's what it was. I thought it was some Dutch girl you pined for.

Goodness, dear Leslie. Have you got a crush on a maid?

You've been on your own too long. But tomorrow we're going home.

- I want Nana to come to Copenhagen. - What would she do?

I want to propose to her.

I'm sorry, but you can't be serious. You've only known her a few weeks.

You can't possibly know if...

I've never been more certain in my whole life.

Then bring a provincial maid and tell yourself she can be a director's wife.

That's not why I stopped the sale the factory.

What do you mean? How did you do it?

When I suggested leasing it, Philip and I had closed shop -

- and Max and I... I might as well tell you.

We're not together anymore. His new girlfriend is expecting.

I understand why you'd rather sell, and I'm grateful that you're considering me.

Fie hopes you'll say yes. She thinks you'd be just right.

- We all do. - Even Mrs. Andersen?

- Yes. Molly too. - I'm afraid I don't have the money.

Now is not the time to ask the bank.

Is there anyone else you can ask?

Who?

Your father.

Is that a good idea? I remember the two of you fighting out here.

I could borrow from him, but he can't deal with lending money.

If he invests in something, he thinks he's the boss.

- Did you say no? - Of course.

Morten will talk to a realtor -

- and sell it to someone who will maintain the spirit of the place.

You can't demand that of a new owner. They can run it as they please.

And paint the dining room orange and serve hotdogs.

- Hi there. - Do you still not walk together?

- Is it important? - No. It's sweet.

She won't buy the hotel or borrow from her father.

- I understand why. - I don't.

What's up with you? You called my idea a bee in my bonnet.

But now I've gotten used to the idea.

I can see myself living here and being around Mrs. Andersen -

- and picking up her cooking tips.

- We could offer � la carte. - Is that in the spirit of the place?

- Sorry. What other ideas do you have? - You don't care.

I do. I do.

- There could be entertainment. - Who would supply it?

Everyone. "Has anyone seen anything interesting today? A rare bird?"

- Sounds like scout camp. - The hotel was actually my idea.

- But you won't borrow from your dad. - No, I won't!

I feel better now. I've been very much in doubt -

- if I could come back here -

- or if I'd just keep seeing the man who wielded the knife.

But he's gone now that you're here. The nightmare is over.

- He thought you were a philanderer. - He was drunk.

He asked if it was me, and I said yes -

- because I thought he was a fan who recognized me.

Yes. And suddenly he drew his knife.

Stop.

Wait. Where is your wedding ring, Edward?

Oh that? I took it off when he entered the room.

- I thought it was a robbery. - You said you thought he was a fan.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I just tried to save my most prized possession.

That's sweet.

Look! Here it is. Yes?

- Hello, Mr. Weyse. - Hello.

- We read that you were injured. - How are you?

- You have company. We'll leave. - Who are you?

This is Charlotte and Louise, young ladies from Copenhagen.

I gave them singing lessons.

- You never told me that. - I did. You just forgot.

- No, I would remember that. - Can we continue in Copenhagen?

Unfortunately. I'm fully booked.

I was happy to help, but you'll have to excuse me now.

It was nice of you to drop by. Safe journey home.

Neither of them has any talent. Unfortunately. What's wrong?

I've been home all summer taking care of your sons -

- and my sick mother. Now I see how you've passed the time.

No. You think that those girls and I... No.

- That's absurd. - I'm going back to Copenhagen.

Don't hurry home. Stay here and give singing lessons!

You've got it all wrong, Helene. Helene!

- Amanda? Come swimming with me. - No. I'll take a walk and get some air.

- Are you and Dad still quarreling? - He's taken Germany off the table.

I threatened to leave. Then he'd have to explain why the missus left.

You know your father. His bark is worse than his bite.

- Not going for a swim isn't like him. - He's tired.

The poor dear needed rest.

My wife didn't see you, did she? She thinks I've dropped Germany.

- But with all the money I've spent... - Yes. A considerable sum.

Yes. Women don't understand. We have to be discreet.

Have you heard from Christiani & Nielsen?

- He hasn't called back. - Call and offer him twice the amount.

- I don't mean to order you around. - I'll gladly do it.

We have to get our hand in at the vacation resort.

- I'll call at once. - Good.

I have to tell you something, Mr. Madsen.

I'm going to make some changes in my private life.

- Oh? How's that? - I'm... going to leave my wife.

That will mean I'll probably lose my stockbroking firm -

- since her father owns most of it, and my connection to the royal couple -

- since my wife is a lady-in-waiting to the queen.

If that means you'd like to retract your generous offer -

- to take a seat on your board, I fully understand.

It doesn't make the slightest difference to me, Mr. Molin.

Is it the former Mrs. Molin who tempts you?

You have a keen eye.

Your desire to come here increased when you heard she was staying here.

I won't deny it. I made a huge mistake while we were married.

I tried to get her away from the theater.

When I'm with Alma, I meet two versions of myself.

The man I was and the man I want to be.

- That's lovely. Good luck. - I feel like a different man.

Don't change too much. I need your flair for business.

- Hello, Mr. Frigh. - Mr. Molin. May I ask you a question?

You said you helped my father sell the factory. Why wasn't it sold?

- I wouldn't know. - My mother said she stopped it.

It's been so long now. Isn't it best to let sleeping dogs lie?

Why the sudden change of heart? You've been insinuating...

I'm sorry if I insinuated that something unlawful happened.

My father had signed the contract, then he died.

Why wasn't the factory sold? How did my mother stop it?

What did you do? Did you tear up the contract?

- No. I burnt it. - His final wish was to sell.

But you defied it when he lay dead in bed?

I did it so the factory would one day be yours -

- as it should be. It was established by your great-grandfather.

Your father thought selling would solve his problems.

It was a pipe dream. I couldn't let that happen.

You must understand. I even had to take the reins.

- You've enjoyed every second. - I kept the chair warm for you!

You burnt that contract for your own sake, not mine.

- Nana! - I'm sorry it took me so long.

- I couldn't catch the bus till now. - How is Anders?

He feels terrible about what happened. They put him in jail in Viborg.

Whatever was he thinking when he attacked Mr. Weyse?

I told him I had met someone. That's who he was looking for.

I might as well tell you who it is.

I've been seeing Mr. Frigh this summer.

- Leslie? - I know it's wrong.

You said we mustn't fraternize with the guests.

I'll leave right away. I'll just get my things.

There's no need. All the guests are leaving tomorrow. Then we'll talk.

The rooms haven't been cleaned. You can do Mrs. Fjelds�'s first.

- Thank you. - I'll come and help.

What? You'd send her packing?

- Yes. - That's where you and I differ.

Nana needs this job.

- Thank you. That's plenty. - I convinced Olga to have a drink.

- Would you like one? - No thank you.

- They're serving cake in a minute. - My colleague just called.

He wanted to know if Robert left.

I said that he didn't make the ferry yesterday, but was leaving today.

He said the situation in Sweden is just as impossible as it is here.

- What did he mean? - That no foreign Jews are admitted.

The same in Norway.

The Danish authorities have instructed their colleagues -

- to keep an eye out for Robert.

- So his birth certificate... - He can't use it in Sweden.

- He'll be hunted there too. - We must tell him.

We don't even know where he is.

- Have you seen Mrs. Berggren? - She probably went for a walk.

- Her sister is on the phone. - I'll take the call, miss.

- I need to talk to Vera anyway. - You can take it in the office.

We'll serve cake soon.

I thought he'd be safe in Sweden, but this nightmare won't end.

If I hadn't offered him my apartment, we'd never have gotten mixed up in this.

How sad for you, Olga. In a weak moment you showed charity.

- Listen to this. - Where did you get a paper?

- Did you go out? - No, the receptionist gave it to me.

Arve Myhre's book is a success, but no one knows where he is.

Vanished into thin air. But you know him.

I never met him. I was just asked to read his book.

- As I told you. - You did. Did you get the tickets?

Yes. I said that Amanda could pick up her car here.

- She was overjoyed. - I talked to Mr. Aurland, not to her.

He had talked to his colleague at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

You can't use the certificate in Sweden. They won't let Jews in either.

And we should assume that the Danish police informed them.

- I hope that isn't true. - It won't matter, since we're a couple.

I thought I got my old name back, but apparently I haven't.

I'm a nobody. Austria put a J in my passport. Neuengamme gave me a star -

- and now I can't use my own name. I can't be anywhere. I don't exist.

It will never end.

- It'll be different up there. - How can it be?

If they catch me, they'll take you too. I can't let you take that risk.

- I won't lose another loved one. - I'm still coming with you.

You're finally back.

- I can't talk. I have work to do. - Then we'll talk when you're finished.

- I told Edith about us. - And I told my mother.

And that I hope you'll come to Copenhagen.

You look tired. Didn't you sleep last night?

Not much.

- Anders might go to prison. - It wasn't serious.

Attempted murder is serious! And it's all my fault.

I have to finish my work. I'll come back later.

- I thought you had left. - I'm waiting for Driver Larsen.

- I see. Driver Larsen. - Yes. He'll take me to the station.

This is very unfair, considering the summer I've had.

I've been beleaguered by a psychologist and Mrs. Molin -

- who comes barging in demanding to rehearse.

When I refuse, I have to suffer her disappointment.

And my prot�g�, who I helped get into drama school -

- stabs me in the back. The thought of stabbing makes my wound reopen.

And now you condemn me for something that never happened.

- No, it's all in your mind. - I refuse to talk to you.

Go away! Act like a child if you want, but don't you tell me -

- that you didn't have a fling because I damn well won't listen!

I'm sorry, Helene.

It's my fault.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I'm becoming an old fool.

When you're not here, I flounder.

I can't find a direction.

You're the compass in my life.

Why didn't you tell me that you felt that way, Philip? About the hotel.

- It was momentary insanity. - I thought I alone felt this way.

On my long walk, I thought, "How many times do you get a chance like this?"

- We have to buy it. - So you'll ask your father?

Never. But he's not the only one who has money.

- Who else? - You.

Me?

- Forget it. - It's just a loan.

- I don't have that kind of money. - You do. You have an estate.

Which I'd rather not have. I'll tell my mother today.

- The aristocrats are coming by. - Don't give up the estate.

I won't, but I'm not buying a hotel either.

- Did you get hold of him? - Yes. I extended your offer.

- What was his reaction? - He went very quiet.

Did he now?

He's been loyal to Christiani & Nielsen for ten years, but he'll think about it.

Money talks. But let's give him time. He is the right man, isn't he?

Yes. He's a keen Nazi.

His right arm goes up and down like a one-armed bandit.

Hello, Mrs. Madsen. Right. I'll take my leave.

- Alright. - Have a good afternoon.

You too.

What was that about? It looked like he was giving the Hitler salute.

No, we were talking about how the Germans will react -

- when we pull out of everything. "Wave goodbye to the Danish millions."

- You're nuts. - Am I?

- I never thought you'd drop Germany. - Anything for my wife.

- I'm proud of you. - How proud, Therese?

- What are you doing? - What do you think I'm doing?

- Now? - Yes, damn it. Right now.

Helene? You didn't leave.

No. But if I'm staying, we need to agree on some things.

- I'll agree to anything. - You start behaving like an adult.

Of course. How?

You admit what you do and don't blame others.

And stop feeling sorry for yourself.

- There are other people in the world. - Who? Yes, of course.

And you agree to be in 'The Taming of the Shrew'.

But the audience will think:

- "Wasn't he the one who dried up?" - No one will think that.

They've all read how you disarmed a company of soldiers.

- You're a hero, Edward. - A hero? You're right.

Sophus Poulsen mustn't play the part.

Sophus Poulsen. He must be stopped. The part is mine.

It's been mine from the beginning. I'll call Konradsen at once!

May I come in for a little while?

You said I burnt the contract for my own sake.

- It doesn't matter. - Yes, it does.

You're right.

I couldn't stand the thought of losing the factory.

It's also been a big part of my life.

When your father was tired of it, I often wanted to say, "Let me do it."

He would have laughed in my face. "Women don't have a head for business."

But in the six years I've managed it, the factory has grown by 40%.

I'm better at this than your father ever was, and I'm not ashamed to admit it.

Not many people think women should be in management.

But if I say I've kept the seat warm for my son, they understand.

But Leslie, I don't know if you want that seat. I think you're in doubt.

I've been slow on the uptake.

- Won't you stay for dinner? - We just wanted to say goodbye.

- Have you thought about it? - About what?

- Passing the estate on, Count Ditmar. - To my young son, Mr. Bruun.

Call me Preben.

- I think Wilhelm should be older. - Preben offered to help.

Together with your son. Then you won't need a land agent.

It's kind of you, Mr. Bruun. Preben.

But the land agent is doing an excellent job.

Then we'll leave it at that. Take care, son.

- I hope to see you soon. - Goodbye, Mother.

- Goodbye, Count Ditmar. - Have a nice trip.

Yes?

Did you forget something?

You cause your mother so much sorrow.

- How's that? - Your lifestyle.

Your lifestyle, which I find contemptible.

Contemptible. Your son should be shielded from your twisted conduct.

And you'd do that if you have access to our fortune?

- My motives are as pure as snow. - Is there such a thing?

Count Ditmar, let me give you some sound advice.

The press has great power, and a single word from me -

- and you would be a disgrace wherever you went.

- Is it over? - Was it fun?

Yes, great fun. My stepfather threatened to disgrace me -

- if I don't let him have the estate and bring up my son.

Did you agree to pass it on?

No. First I have to see him marry my mother and then disgrace me.

He made me so angry that I told him I'll withdraw a large amount of cash.

What for?

- The hotel? - I don't know what got into me.

- Amanda, it's only a loan. - Thank you, Ditmar!

Don't involve me. You know me.

- I hate any kind of responsibility. - Yes.

- Are you coming? - Yes.

We'll be fine.

Excuse me.

- You don't have any luggage. - Who are you?

Hansen. CID. May I see some ID?

- Why? I'm a Danish citizen. - Why are you going to Sweden?

- For a business meeting. - With whom?

You have no right to that information.

- Where do you live in Denmark? - �sterbro.

- Copenhagen. Your complete address. - May I speak to you for a moment?

I'm his assistant. It's my fault. I forgot to bring his bag.

- What is the gentleman's name? - I'd rather not say.

- For a particular reason. - Which is?

- He is wanted in Denmark. - I see. I thought so.

- So you already guessed? - Yes, I think I have.

Then I hope you'll be discreet.

You can count on me. I wish you both a safe journey.

- Thanks. What did you say? - I'll explain later.

Turn around and smile.

- I'm sorry! - Come on in. We're finished.

Morten and Fie have decided to sell the hotel.

- Sell the hotel? Have you? - And we found a buyer.

- Not Tygeson from Hotel View? - No. Amanda.

- Really? - It looks that way.

My goodness!

I'm sorry. I'm just so glad.

I hope you'll be here next summer.

- I certainly will. - Mr. Dupont will be the cook.

- He's very talented. - We need more maids.

- So if you know anyone... - We can ask Otilia.

- No, bad idea. - Perhaps it isn't, Edith.

- Otilia helped us out this year. - But now she's a schoolteacher.

I think she gets bored in the summer.

Now will you explain? What did you tell him?

He had a newspaper in his pocket, so I said -

- that you were Arve Myhre, who everyone's looking for.

- And he believed it? - Yes. You could tell he did.

I said you were meeting your publishers in Sweden and that I was your assistant.

Because you're absent-minded, you forgot your luggage and ID.

What was the piece of paper you showed him?

- Paper? - You took it out of your handbag.

- What was it? - Arve Myhre's book contract.

Why do you have it?

Because it's you. It is you.

You wrote the book on everyone's lips. Arve. Vera.

- The same four letters. - Mrs. Fjelds� figured it out.

Why mustn't anyone know? Why did you choose a male pseudonym?

Would you read a book by a 23-year-old girl called Vera Madsen?

- Ane said you were up here. - She thought I should get some sleep.

But I'm too tired to bother.

- I'm sorry I didn't come back. - I know why.

- You're not coming to Copenhagen. - No, I'm not.

I can't let Anders down. I want to know what will happen to him.

- If he's going to prison. - I understand.

What about you? Will you start working at the factory?

I think I'll go to Holland and finish what I started there.

Then we'll see. I just had a long talk with my mother.

She said I can decide if I want to take over the factory.

- That's new. - Yes.

She remembered that my father wanted to me to choose for myself.

- Maybe we'll meet in Copenhagen. - Yes, maybe.

- I'll always remember this summer. - So will I.

You'd better get some sleep.

Everyone except Mr. Weyse has gone to bed. You can clear the tables.

- Ane is already in there. - I didn't see her.

- Where is Nana? - I sent her to bed.

Tomorrow will be a big day if she's going to Copenhagen.

She isn't. She's going home to Anders.

- You got that one wrong, Otilia. - Yes, but that's good news.

Your wife just told me that you'll play the part.

I hope you're not disappointed that it won't be Sophus Poulsen.

Not at all. If I'm to be irritated with my fellow actor in the play -

- I think you're the best choice.

You're too kind.

- Weyse. Good evening. - Good evening.

This is Alma Molin, the greatest actress in Sweden.

- Jesper Duelund and his band. - Good evening.

We were in the Skaw and read that you'd been in a fight.

- How are you? - Just dandy.

Mr. Weyse is in good spirits again. He's really in the mood.

In the mood?

Dad is much better. It wasn't serious.

We're both coming home tomorrow. Good.

Go to bed while I say goodnight to Grandma.

The missus is asleep. Was that phone call from our man in Germany?

Yes, and you were right. Money talks. He'll join us.

I thought so. Let's talk more tomorrow.

A word of caution. If war breaks out, your investment will be lost.

I already thought of that.

The Germans are much too smart to do that. Goodnight.

- To a new beginning! - Cheers.

- Come on, Ditmar. - Yes. Cheers.

- Really, Mr. Aurland! We're in bed. - I do apologize.

There are reports of extensive activity in all the German ports on the Baltic -

- and many troop movements along the entire Polish border.

What does it mean?

I'm afraid it means war, Mrs. Fjelds�.

War.

Subtitles: Karen Margrete Wiin Dansk Video Tekst