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- Is that you, Morten? - They say she's doing better now.

Can't we visit your father when we're in Hamburg?

No.

These diamonds were stolen from a family who was sent to Auschwitz.

- If you tell anyone... - Did he propose?

- Her vicar proposed to her. - I see.

- Congratulations. - We won't make changes to the hotel.

- I've made sketches of the kitchen. - But I promised them no changes.

What happened to the businessman?

- Mrs. Fjeldsø, can I help you? - Oh, there's the manager.

- I'll talk to him. We rang the bell. - What?

- I want to talk about my birthday. - Your birthday?

Olga wants to celebrate her 75th here next year.

- Good luck with that. - Aren't you in charge with Amanda gone?

Yes, but next year it's Mr. Seerup.

I would like my reservation noted if you don't mind.

Right...

I need all the rooms that haven't been reserved.

We figured out that it's Rooms 1, 7, 8, 11 and 12.

- Did you get that? - Yes. 1, 7, 8, 11 and 12.

- Thank you. - Sorry for the inconvenience.

- What are you doing back there? - Managing the hotel like you promised!

Mrs. Fjeldsø has reserved rooms for her birthday next year.

No one can read this, Georg. I'll enter it legibly into the books.

- Aren't we going swimming? - Yes. I'll be right there.

- Come in. - Good morning. Enjoy your meal.

Thank you. We chose to breakfast here. My wife loves this room.

- What did you say, John Henry? - Just how much we love the room.

Yes, indeed.

You mentioned last night going to the Skaw -

- so I thought, "Take my car."

- Isn't it inconvenient? - No, the wife and I are taking a dip.

Go ahead and take it. I'll put the keys in your pigeon hole.

Mr. Madsen offered us to borrow his car.

Thank you. How kind of you.

Enjoy your outing.

Shouldn't we tell the guests your plans for the hotel?

- We promised them no changes. - You did. I didn't, John Henry.

They are just as sentimental as you are.

Let it be a surprise if they come back next year.

Why do you say 'if'? I hope they come.

- It's important that they're happy. - Of course, dear. Yes.

- Good morning, Hjalmar. - Good morning.

Did you see the paper? Schyberg's fine article?

- Yes, I did. - The theatre is crazy about his idea.

I've been following Schyberg's articles in the paper.

I only remember him being this positive once in his advance publicity.

But he was disheartened when he saw the play.

How's that?

He was terribly disappointed and told his readers.

- But that won't happen to you. - I definitely don't think so.

I thought you had left. I didn't see you yesterday.

I helped Mrs. Berggren pack. I can stay for the summer.

I'm going for a walk. Perhaps you'll join me.

No thank you. I won't inconvenience you.

You have an important matter to consider.

- What do you mean? - Your vicar is offering marriage.

What...? Who told you?

I needn't ask. I told Edith that it was no one else's business.

I was surprised. I don't recall you mentioning a relationship.

There isn't a relationship. Gabriel's letter was also a surprise to me.

Yes, a vicar's wife can't teach, which is important to you.

- I haven't made up my mind. - But you have something to think about.

- Who do you choose, Martha? - Liva. I love Liva Weel.

- All her films. 'Odds 777'. - I haven't seen that one.

- They're too young. It's 15 years old. - You know the song.

- Come to the woods. Don't you? - Yes. Is it from the film?

Come to the woods and we'll purse our lips

and whistle the old song about love.

Let the woods quake as the clock strikes eight

and the Moon and stars twinkle down.

It's just you and me, me and you who fall into step

and if you hold me close, I'll forget what Mother said.

Come to the woods

and we'll purse our lips

and whistle the old song about love.

- May I have a word? - Yes.

What's wrong, Otilia?

I told you not to talk about the letter. Especially not to Mr. Aurland.

- But how can anything happen? - What did you think would happen?

- Sometimes I want to... - Spank me like your pupils?

I don't spank my pupils. Thanks for your help, Edith. Thank you very much!

- Heavens above! - We didn't hear that.

I'll just call the grocer.

Mrs. Madsen?

I had to make an entry, and I saw some vouchers I put into the accounts.

- Do you need something? - It's the grocer. It can wait.

- What do you say? - Andersen's Seaside Hotel.

- Andersen's Seaside Hotel. Amanda? - Tell her I miss Frida.

Martha says she misses Frida.

- Have you arrived? - Yes. At last.

How was your trip?

- Was it bad? - You should see how awful it is.

We heard.

As soon as the train entered Germany... One ruined city after another.

I tried to stop Frida from looking out, but inside the train was just as bad.

It was packed. The looks they gave us when we took our packed lunch out...

They're starving here, Mum.

And Hamburg... is totally devastated.

Just the walk from the station to the hotel...

Frida kept asking, "What happened?"

How do you explain that someone threw bombs on people's houses?

How do I do that, Mum?

- Is Uwe there? - No, and I don't understand.

Shall I say hello to Frida?

Do you want to say hi to Grandma?

No, we're tired.

I just wanted to tell you that we've arrived safely.

Aren't you going to change? Is that Schyberg's article?

He's just sitting there and waiting to write:

"The idea was good, but the execution is a failure."

I doubt it.

He's never written anything kind about a Danish Ibsen production.

Ibsen, only the Norwegians can do him justice.

With his great expectations he's put the noose around my neck -

- and is just waiting for me to swing and kick.

- Come. Let's go swimming. - I don't feel like it.

- You go. - Alright. I'll ask Mrs. Frigh.

- Sit down and I'll make coffee. - No, I'll do that.

You need to rest. You heard what the doctor said.

He's right, Molly. Have a lie-down.

Promise to wake me, so I can make lunch. Don't you start making it.

I thought about Lars and Aksel.

You're right. They shouldn't have been in that convoy.

We should've kept them at home.

I know that you were close to them while they lived in our house.

And I was elsewhere. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to rake it up.

It's fine. I'm glad you said that.

I don't know if I want to go back to Newcastle.

- That's what Molly said. - Was it?

She knows you. Then why don't we come back home?

- Is that what you wanted to talk about? - The time is right.

- Peter is starting school. - We'd have to move the company.

- And don't know if it's a good time. - So we'll just lose money.

We should come back while Molly is still alive, so she can enjoy her grandkids.

She misses them.

- Have you seen Mr. Molin? - Not since he had room service.

Perhaps he went for a walk.

Mr. Molin?

It's me.

You're here. Did you get more information yesterday?

Come in.

I asked a former colleague. Stockbroker Henriques.

He has good connections to other Jewish families in Europe.

The whole Hirschel family is gone. There's no one left at all.

So what will you do?

Give them to the authorities in Hjørring.

- Shall I go with you? - No.

I don't want you to. You're far too involved as it is.

- When Fuchs guesses we have them... - How could he know?

- I didn't take his last call. - And if he guesses?

- What can he do from Switzerland? - More than you think. Far more.

Have you heard of the National Association of May 6, 1945?

They are extremely unpleasant people.

They collaborated with the Germans and wouldn't accept that the war was over.

They helped Fuchs find me in Stockholm. They can find me here.

Is that why you locked the door? You're seeing ghosts in broad daylight.

I'd like you to leave now. Don't be seen with me again.

- You don't mean that. - It's for your own sake.

Goodbye, Miss Hansen. Take care.

- I'm surprised the column is popular. - You're good at it.

- Because you and Mrs. Madsen helped. - I doubt it.

I hope that some of the women have followed our good advice.

We know of one. Ødegaard Andersen's wife.

- The divorce cost him dearly. - Hello, ladies.

Do you have a moment, Mrs. Frigh? I have a business matter to discuss.

- Can we make it short? - We can.

Let's sit down.

- You look wonderful. - Business, Bent.

- I heard you fired your board. - Did Brokmann come running to you?

It annoyed him that they were stuck with paying an expensive portrait painter.

- He can have his portrait painted then. - And what about me?

I have no plans for a portrait of you.

- Am I fired as well? - I don't see any reason to.

- Is that all? - Yes.

Don't forget this. It's dry.

- Do the ladies skinny-dip? - When no men are present.

- Are you naked under that? - Let go.

If we can't meet because of my wife, can't we just meet in secret?

I'm afraid I won't do that anymore.

- Guess what we saw in Seerup's room! - Drawings of the hotel.

- The kitchen was twice as big. - My kitchen?

- Yes! There was a glassed-in veranda. - That's all we saw.

- We haven't heard a word about it. - I'll ask Mrs. Madsen.

Did Seerup say anything about remodelling?

- The maids saw drawings in his room. - He only mentioned a new bathroom.

- I'll ask him. - They're out. They borrowed the car.

- Have they left? - Where are you going?

Therese, you can't go in their room!

- The key must be in reception. - For Christ's sake, Therese!

Damn it!

Therese, don't do it!

- They took their key with them. - They don't want us snooping.

The master key is in the drawer.

- Therese, put that key back. - Georg, move.

- Therese! Get out of there. - You should see this.

The maids were right. I'm sure it's her.

- Well, she's a good draughtsman. - Is that all you have to say?

They got to buy the hotel because they promised no changes.

- Therese, just a little modernising. - And a huge annex.

Is that 'just a little modernising'?

What took you so long? I thought you were just returning the car key.

It's true. The maids saw your drawings.

Mr. and Mrs. Madsen just told me. And this one. An annex?

- That's new to me. - The drawing isn't finished.

- I'm sorry. I promised... - John Henry.

Not this again.

If we want people from the outside to come, they need a place to stay over.

Ellinor, I'm sure the regulars won't like it.

The only thing that matters to you is keeping the regulars happy.

What about keeping your wife happy?

You sound like Daddy. Just when I see an opportunity...

- That's not true. - Yes, it is and you know it.

If we're going to make big changes, we have to tell them.

- If you say so. - I do.

Then include the other plans.

Other plans? What other plans?

Mr. Seerup wants to talk to the guests, so please serve coffee in the parlour.

- Is it about the future of the hotel? - Will the kitchen be remodelled?

It looks that way. And more rooms.

Mr. Seerup will inform us at 3:00, so we'll see.

Can one of you deliver this to Philip? It's from Amanda.

- I'll do it. - Thank you.

Mr. Seerup wants to talk to all of us at 3:00 in the parlour.

Is it still about the evil Frederik Schyberg?

Do you know when I was the happiest?

- Hopefully when you met me. - I was still at drama school.

I got my first part. I had to deliver a letter.

The older actors teased me and said:

"So, little Weyse, have you already got a supporting role?"

They laughed. But I was happy.

I was on stage and was happy. I wish it had never changed.

Wouldn't it be strange if you played a boy carrying a letter at your age?

Why do we always strive for more?

Is it vanity?

What was wrong with the time I only had two or three roles a year?

And you didn't have your column. When we were together with our boys.

And lived a quite simple life.

Helene? I've decided. I'm not going to direct.

You can't get out it. You signed a contract.

You can only get out of it if you're seriously ill. Thankfully, you're not.

- Who says I'm not ill? - I do.

Do you hear me, Edward?

Hello?

I was just thinking of you.

It happens when the wind is in that direction. More letters?

It's from Mrs. Berggren. She didn't have time to stop by. She left yesterday.

I see. That's too bad. But thank you.

- This is for you. - For me?

I hope you can see that it's you and Lily.

If it looks too much like you, it isn't art.

It's a consolation prize because I thought you and Lily were in love.

I got it all wrong.

Maybe not all wrong.

In my case.

- But in Lily's? - Yes.

Someday you'll meet someone just like you.

Life is too short to pursue people who don't want us.

Is that why you haven't opened Count Ditmar's letter?

Sometimes I see things that others don't. But I might be mistaken.

- Well, I'd better get back. - You're quite right.

I won't listen to Ditmar's excuses. He can go back to his wife if he wants.

Are you still here, Ditmar? And you haven't changed.

- Aren't you going riding? - I'm waiting for Ditmar.

The paper praised Frijsenholm.

- Did it? - Yes, about the fair.

They say that since Ditmar returned, it's never been run so smoothly.

- That is so true. - They also wrote something else.

"Frijsenholm has now put its dark past behind it -

- when the Countess's Nazi husband ran the estate in Count Ditmar's absence."

"The Nazi is serving a ten-year sentence for subversive activities."

- They just had to remind us of it. - No one gives it a second thought.

Why don't they call him your ex-husband?

- Is that what it says? - I just read it aloud.

- Does it really matter? - We'll demand a correction.

- Will you do it or shall I? - If it's important, I'll call them.

Let's see.

Rahbek, Rahbek, Rahbek.

Yes!

Nervous gastric disorder. No, that's too unpleasant.

Obstruction of the bowel.

"Death can occur within three to five days." No, that's too fast.

Laryngitis. Anaemia.

No, not serious enough. Not serious enough.

Pernicious anaemia. Yes, perhaps.

Do you really mean it, Morten? I'm glad.

I'll call when I'm back home with the children.

Goodbye.

- Is Morten back at the camp? - No, he called from Aalborg.

He was looking for a place to move the company to.

- Did he agree to it? - Yes, he did.

And you know what? Our old place is vacant.

Morten said it must be a sign. He's never used that word before.

That's wonderful. I knew things would turn out well when you came.

- Yes? - Hi, Edith.

- I collected the vegetables. - That's good, Edith.

I wanted to see how you were. We've been so worried about you.

- There's no need to worry. - We've had enough scares.

- What do you mean? - The new owners will change everything.

The dining room, kitchen and more rooms.

- Didn't they say no changes? - Yes, exactly!

This afternoon Mr. Seerup will tell us more. How long are you staying, Fie?

- I'm leaving tomorrow. - But not without saying goodbye?

I should come with you, so you all can see I'm alive.

- Mrs. Andersen is back. - Did you tell them about the hotel?

Only a little. I didn't want to upset them.

- How is it going? - Only Mr. Seerup is talking.

- Are they eating the pastry? - Hardly.

- An annex is going to be built. - And that's not all.

What else?

Asphalt? All the way down to the beach?

That's where Mrs. Seerup twisted her ankle. Perhaps it'll be practical -

- if you're in a wheelchair.

Lydia, I don't know why you're defending that harpy.

And a tennis court in the garden.

So in our room we'll hear balls being hit all day.

Yes, the hotel will be very different.

- Olga, when I said wheelchair... - You were thinking of me.

- I was certain of it. - That's not what I meant at all!

She just left it to her husband to explain everything.

- I'd love to wring that bitch's neck. - Easy now.

And you just had a cosy chat with Seerup.

No, I suggested that he look at how much it'd cost. Then he'll wise up.

- You're dreaming. - Let's wait and see.

Mrs. Seerup got her revenge -

- for us laughing when she sprained her ankle.

I wouldn't have thought it was legal to asphalt the dunes.

- It didn't bother Mr. Seerup. - I'd better give Edward the good news.

Edward?

Where is he?

- Konradsen here. - This is Edward Weyse.

Who? Speak up!

I'm afraid I can't.

I have a terrible case of...

... rheumatic fever. Unfortunately, I can't direct the play.

I don't understand a word. Did you mention a play?

- 'When We Dead Awaken'. - What about it?

- Get hold of Mr. Bonderose. - Is that you?

You can't direct the play if that's what you're thinking.

We have Mr. Weyse. Get well soon, Bonderose.

This is too pathetic. If you have cold feet, tell them.

Or direct the play and don't give a damn about Schyberg.

- Helene, you must listen... - I won't listen anymore!

There are bigger problems than yours. The Seerups are remodelling the hotel.

What are you on about? Helene? Helene?

- Please. - Thank you.

- Uwe, where are you? - Still in Nuremberg.

- I thought you were done. - I'm waiting for my pass.

- I'll get it tomorrow. - Tomorrow?

Sorry. I'll be here one more day.

You can't be serious!

The train tomorrow is all booked.

I'll get a lift the day after tomorrow.

How is Frida?

All the bombed houses scared her. She won't leave our room.

Can't you go somewhere that isn't in ruins?

You can go to the botanical gardens. It's not far.

- Frida asks where her grandpa lives. - Can't you tell her you don't know?

Do you promise you won't be longer than two days?

Yes. Everything will be fine.

I'd better go to Frida, so she won't worry.

- Give her a kiss from me. - I will.

- I look forward to seeing you. - And I you. Goodbye.

- Thank you. - Don't mention it.

Can you tell me where the botanical gardens are?

The annex is too small.

We need to talk, Ellinor. Mr. Madsen is right.

What is he right about this time?

Rebuilding this house is too expensive.

- It's throwing good money after bad. - I don't agree at all.

Mr. Madsen and I tried making a budget.

The hotel would run at a loss for the next ten years.

Alright.

Tell me this. Why did I come?

Why did I leave Daddy? He could die alone while I'm in this horrible place.

I only came because we were looking at a property together.

Now you bought this rundown hotel and I'm trying to make improvements.

I can make this a business.

But of course it's more important what Mr. Madsen thinks.

- Ellinor, dear... - Don't touch me.

I'm going home.

Don't be foolish. Ellinor, please.

If the house is so bad, there is another way.

- I hope you don't mean... - Why not?

That's out of the question.

- What's wrong? - Mr. Seerup talked to Mr. Madsen.

He said Mr. Madsen was right. It'd be far too expensive to remodel the hotel.

Thank goodness!

But then Mrs. Seerup said there was another solution.

What other solution?

- What was it, Lydia? - Starting over is less expensive.

- So they'll tear the hotel down. - They'll what?

Yes...

It's not surprising considering who they are.

We just got rid of the Germans, and then the Americans come.

I knew that man was bad news.

What can he do when his wife threatens to leave?

Say thanks and put her on the first boat.

Are you going to work with a man who can't control his wife?

- That's rich coming from you! - I'll never come back here again.

- Yes? - Is it true?

- That the hotel will be torn down? - Yes.

I had a feeling when you arrived with that man in tow.

- But Weyse, it's his wife. - This is the last time I'll be here.

I'll call Ødegaard Andersen and buy one of his properties.

- He doesn't own them now. - Who does? You?

To preserve my view.

Weyse. I'll let you buy one of them.

Can we afford it, since you're not directing the play?

I'll direct it and more. And you have your column.

Do I? Is our simple life cancelled?

My dear Helene, I won't let those Yankees drive us away from our beach.

Can it be stopped legally? These aren't the conditions of the sale.

Seerup promised nothing would change. Now they'll tear it down.

Was it put in writing?

- I don't think so. - Then it's not binding.

When a property is sold, the new owners can do what they like.

Come and sit for a minute.

I've come here since the twins were toddlers.

I'm surprised at Seerup. Madsen says he's reasonable.

It's not him, it's his posh wife.

- What do the other guests say? - Weyse bought one of your properties.

- Madsen is building on his. - How nice. Good neighbours.

Yes. Rats deserting the sinking ship.

The rest of us must paddle our own canoes.

You'll always have a safe harbour here.

Yes?

- Would you like another piece? - Yes please.

It's delicious, Martha.

I've never seen so many guests eat in their rooms before.

- Well, we won't be coming back here. - No.

Won't you come back either? For other reasons?

I couldn't avoid hearing what you said to Edith.

Who is this vicar?

It's our local vicar. His children are my pupils.

After he lost his wife, I've helped out at the vicarage.

And played the organ when the organist was ill.

- But I never thought... - Is he nice?

- Would you like to see a photo? - Yes. I'd love to.

- He looks kind. - Sure.

- But I don't know... - What does Mr. Aurland say?

Only that it's a shame to give up teaching to be a vicar's wife.

That's the only thing he can bring himself to say.

Then he's not worth setting your cap at, Otilia.

- No appetite either? - No, but it was good.

I'll say this for the Germans. They didn't tear the hotel down.

- Let me get the door. - Thank you.

I just have a short message for Mr. Molin.

Miss Hansen, what did I ask you to do?

- Colonel Fuchs is on the line. - Didn't I say I wasn't in?

The call was put through up here. Colonel Fuchs must be stopped.

- Stopped? How? - By talking to him.

- I won't talk to him. - Fine. Then I'll do it.

- You can't! - I'm good at speaking German.

Miss Hansen, don't pick up the phone. Do you hear?

Good evening. My name is Hannelore Reuter. Is this Mr. Fuchs?

My name is Roland Glenz. And who are you?

I am Mr. Molin's secretary. He isn't in at the moment.

He was sorry he couldn't talk to you the last time you called.

But he asked me to give you the good news.

The diamonds have been found.

How wonderful! Will he bring them to me?

That isn't possible. I'm to ask you to come here.

- I can't! - You know what?

I'm going to Munich on Sunday to visit my father, who's ill.

- Could we meet there? - I'd rather not leave Switzerland.

Then you can get them the next time you're in Denmark.

Alright. Munich it is. How will I recognise you?

I'll be wearing a red dress and straw hat.

I'll be outside city hall at 2 p.m. See you then, Mr. Glenz.

I look forward to meeting you and giving you your heirloom.

See you, Mrs. Reuter.

Have you lost your mind? Munich? How do you propose to get there?

I can't, but it's in the American sector.

Fuchs is wanted in Germany. So can't you find a stool pigeon?

In a red dress and straw hat?

Miss Hansen, you're living in a dream world.

This isn't some silly play -

- where the playwright chooses a happy ending. This is real life!

Colonel Fuchs is a war criminal. He kills people.

I really regret -

- involving such a naive person in this matter!

what does it matter

if rain comes your way

and raindrops patter all day?

The rain descending should not make you blue.

The happy ending is waiting for you.

Take your share of trouble

face it and don't complain.

If you want the rainbow

you must have the rain.

Happiness comes double

after a little pain.

If you want the rainbow

you must have the rain.

what if your love affair should break up

as they sometimes will?

When you kiss and make up

oh, what a thrill.

Sadness ends in gladness

showers are not in vain.

So if you want the rainbow

you must have the rain.

- Now you've seen your grandpa's house. - It's not broken.

- No. The houses here aren't broken. - Is my grandpa inside?

I don't know. Let's go. Frida, stay here.

Who are you? What do you want?

Ursula? Who is it?

A little girl. I think she's a beggar.

Are you hungry?

I'm sorry. She's my daughter. I told her not to go up here.

That's alright. You're not German, I hear.

- Where are you from? - Denmark.

- I'm sorry to bother you. - One moment.

What is your name?

- Amanda. - Amanda?

Are you Uwe's Amanda?

Yes. I am.

And you must be Frida. Please come in.

Please.

Hello, Frida.

- Say hello to Grandpa. - Hello, Grandpa.

- Is this Uwe's daughter? - Yes.

- Mrs. Berggren is Uwe's fiancée. - My name is Kiessling now.

Uwe and I got married a fortnight ago.

- Is Uwe here? - He is in Nuremberg.

- He was a witness in the trials. - Really? I didn't know that.

- Are you going to him? - He's coming here in two days.

Is he coming to Hamburg? That's good news, isn't it, Ursula?

- Where are you staying? - At the temperance hotel.

- Why not here? - Uwe didn't think we should.

No.

I can imagine.

He doesn't know that Frida and I are here now.

But here you are.

And, Ursula, let's have some tea.

Let's not mention the hotel.

Not when Mrs. Andersen just got out of the hospital.

Here they come.

- Hi. - This looks lovely.

- Are we going to sit out here? - Trine and Lily will be here shortly.

- When are you leaving? - At 2 p.m. on the bus.

- But Fie is coming back. - Yes, we're moving back home.

About time!

- Edith and Martha probably told you... - Sit down, Otilia.

Have some coffee. Help yourselves.

It must be worse for you, Mrs. Andersen.

- What do you mean? - That the hotel is to be torn down.

Torn down?

- You can't be serious. - I'm afraid so.

The new owners want to start over.

I've never met Mr. Seerup. What is he like?

He's not the problem. His wife is.

Mr. Seerup is very nice. He's from this area.

- Are you Mr. Seerup? - Yes.

I wanted to meet you and congratulate you.

- I'm Mrs. Andersen. - You're the famous Mrs. Andersen.

It's nice to meet you. My wife is in the garden with a workman.

- We're making some changes. - I heard.

I was hoping for something less drastic, but I hope the guests will like it.

It takes a while to get used new things as I know from being in America.

- But you are from around here? - Yes. From Sindal.

Won't you sit down?

I'm sure you've heard the story of how it came to be a hotel.

Mr. Madsen told me a little.

It was the home of a receiver of wreck if ships ran aground.

The figurehead is in memory of a large ship that sank -

- just off the coast in the worst storm ever.

Those who helped risked their lives.

Miraculously, everyone was saved and stayed at the farm for the winter.

That's when my husband's grandfather got the idea -

- that if people were staying here anyway, why not make it a hotel?

- So he built this? - No, he wasn't that talented.

But among the passengers was a Norwegian architect.

He offered to design the hotel. He designed everything.

The wallpaper and mouldings.

All the decor and the dining room. Even the sea buckthorn behind the piano.

They wanted to pay him, but he refused.

He said it was a gift because they had saved his life.

I don't know about you, but the first time I came here, I felt -

- that this was a very special house.

I couldn't explain it until I heard about the Norwegian architect.

Then I understood that this is a house that is passed on.

To us.

In gratitude.

Subtitles: Karen Margrete Wiin Dansk Video Tekst