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MOM

Hello. - Hi, Sara. Where are you?

At home. - Then let me in. I'm right outside.

Sara, are you okay?

Let me in, darling.

I have something important to tell you.

What? - I can't say it like this. Let me in.

I don't feel like seeing anyone. - Sara, what's wrong with you?

We can't talk like this.

Why are you acting like this?

At least come a bit closer.

I guess we'll just have to sit here

with a door between us. Absurd.

You're 3 meters away, and... - What is it?

It's... I don't know how to put it.

It's about your mother. - You're my mother.

Your biological mother, Sara.

Susanne.

She's dead.

She had cancer.

I felt obligated to tell you -

even if you haven't seen her in...

I don't know how long.

17 years.

Please let me in.

Sara...

Sara.

Good morning.

I think you should leave.

Okay.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I just want you to leave.

But I thought... - Please just go.

So it was just a one-night-stand?

WHEN HEAVEN FALLS

Hello. - It's Else.

What... what about my brother? How is he?

Sara? - Is he upset?

I don't know. I haven't talked to him, have I?

Do you think he misses me right now?

Sara, have you been drinking? Where are you?

No, don't... don't worry. I'm fine.

I'm having a blast.

Do you think he thinks about me?

I'm sorry I told you about your mother.

Does family ever stop being family?

No, never, darling.

Never.

But... I'm your family, okay?

I miss Danni.

My brother Danni.

Let me go with you.

It's only for one day.

You've never wanted to talk about your family -

and now... you want to go there?

I think it's a bad idea.

Let it be, darling.

I'm just... going to the funeral.

I'll be back tomorrow night.

You've reached Danni's Garage, Funen's best. Leave your name.

Or drop by the garage, 28 F�rgevej,

and let me look at it.

Danni speaking.

Hello? I can 't hear you.

Danni? - It's Danni.

Say something, will you? Hello.

We're closed, but we can't have you sleeping on the street, can we?

You'll find it quiet here. Here we are.

No. 4.

Our best room. You knew Susanne?

It's tragic. Poor Kjeld.

They were very fond of each other. How long are you staying?

I'm going home after the funeral.

I'm Frank, but most people call me Mogensen.

If you want something, just knock. I live downstairs with my family.

If you hear a ruckus, it's just me

beating up the 14-year-old. Puberty!

I'll see you at the funeral.

Good night. - Good night.

Danni, don't follow me. - Hurry up, Sara.

Stay there. I don't want you to see my secret place.

Hurry up, Sara.

Hurry up. We have to be home before dinnertime,

or Mom'll get angry.

I don 't want to go home.

But we've got guests coming over. - I don't want to.

Come on, after the guests have left, we'll play radio show.

Promise, Danni? - I promise.

Come on. - Okay.

Come on, I'll give you a piggyback ride.

Our Father, who art in heaven.

Hallowed be thy Name.

Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses.

Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.

For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory -

for ever and ever. Amen.

Danni... Danni.

Do we know each other?

You're a mechanic now?

What do you want?

My car needs fixing. - I just buried my mother.

That's why I'm here.

You knew my mom? - Yes.

I didn't catch your name.

What's your name?

My name is Matilde. - I can't look at your car today.

Stop by the garage tomorrow, and I'll have a look at it.

Thanks. - I just came to give you the car keys.

Right.

I parked it at the garage. - Fine.

Cheers.

Is that yours?

Yes.

His name is Thor.

He's got your eyes? - Yes.

Can I hold him?

Why, sure.

Hold his head.

How did you know my mom?

I didn't. My mother knew her.

Is she here too? - No.

Why not?

My mom's dead.

I was born in Copenhagen. We moved here, when I was a boy.

Thank God. - Yo, Danni.

Let me take him.

What do you want, Jimmy?

I just came to offer my condolences.

I know this thing with me and your mom has been bugging you.

I'm really sorry.

She was very special to me.

Many of us were very fond of Susanne.

I won't bother you anymore.

Who's he? - Nobody.

Hold him, will you?

Don't you talk about my mother!

You fuckhead!

It's Danni...

You've got to help him. He's in a fight.

Finished, Danni? - What's up, Jimmy! Want some more?

Jimmy, go downstairs! - We're going down.

Come on, you pansy! Fucking cunt!

You're dead, Danni! - Come on, God damn it!

Jimmy! - Get a grip.

Sit down!

You don't fuck with Jimmy, you know that.

He's insane. Hey!

You just buried your mother. Get a grip.

Where the hell did you go to?

Don't just take off with my kid.

Let go of him.

You're listening to Radio Danni.

Call 58-12-44 for song requests.

Have we got a caller? What's your name?

Sara. - How old are you, Sara?

8. - Which song would you like to hear?

I don 't know what it's called. - I do.

You'll hear it on Radio Danni. Here goes!

How can I cope without Susanne?

Nothing matters anymore.

Were it not for Sanne and Sofie,

I don't know what I'd do to myself.

Don't say that, Dad. - Sanne has been a great support.

I have her to thank for everything.

Kjeld speaking.

Where did you get this number?

Mogensen, I see.

Just a minute.

Yes...

Have you been there long?

There was no one at the garage.

No, let me just wash my hands. - No, I have to be there too.

What model are you interested in?

A Ford Escort? No problem.

See you.

I'm off, Danni. Danni, you've got company.

Matilde. She came to the funeral.

Did you know my wife?

Her mom did. What was her name?

Else. - You're staying with Mogensen?

Yes.

For how long? - Until I get my car fixed.

Danni, my boy, I'm going to pick up the girls.

We're going to Odense tonight. - Call me, Dad.

Nice to meet you.

Come in.

Sit down.

I got that in Copenhagen.

But you're not into that kind of stuff?

Sorry, Danni, but... - Later.

What are you waiting for?

What the hell is taking so long, Tanja?

You're not one of those damned reporters, are you?

No. - Just playing the tourist, then?

Danni, I've got something for you.

What's that? - A present.

Nobody's given me presents in ages.

Don't open it until after I've left.

You're weird. You know that. - Promise.

Sure, I promise. I'm going to put it here.

Me and some friends are having a private party at a warehouse.

Want me to put you on the guest list?

I can't, I'm going home. But thanks.

Danni!

Look after the girls for an hour, will you?

Sofie, show Danni what you've learnt.

Our Father, who art in heaven. Hallow... be thy...

No, hallowed be thy Name.

Behave, and don't dirty your clothes.

This way.

Ever met my sisters?

Your sisters?

Yes, Sanne and Sofie.

Your real sisters?

Yes, of course.

Danni's got a girlfriend! - She's not my girlfriend, Sofie.

Danni, take us to the playground.

You're going to Odense with Dad.

Go downstairs and play.

We don't want to go to Odense.

Sometimes you just have to do stuff.

I don't always want to work, but I do.

Dad says you shirk. - Go on. I'll get you an ice cream.

Now, or there's no ice cream.

I didn't know you had other sisters.

Sure, my mom's little afterthoughts.

You like kids? - Yes.

Got any? - No.

The girls really seemed to like you. - Can I go down to them?

Sure.

Can I come in?

This is pretty. - What's your name?

My name is Matilde, and I'm from Copenhagen.

Have you been to Tivoli Gardens? Neither have we.

I'd love to. Wouldn't you, Sanne? - No.

What grade are you in, Sanne? - 3rd.

I ought to be in 4th, but I had to repeat a year.

- So did I. - I get extra lessons, but it's no fun.

The other kids tease me. - Don't let it bother you.

Where did you get that ring? - From my mom.

Were you close to your mom?

Sanne made her a secret drawing...

Shut up, Sofie!

Do you like drawing? - She hides them under her bed.

It's private. She calls it copy...

Don't reveal my hiding places!

Let's play a game. - Okay.

What kind of game?

Join hands and close your eyes.

No cheating. There.

Pretend we're walking in the forest.

I can't see any forest.

Try harder. - I can.

Cannot! - Yes, and so can you, Sanne.

Just try to imagine it.

Now we have to find a tree.

Which one? There are so many.

This is the secret tree.

Know who lives there? - No.

The one you most want to meet.

Cirkeline. She's obsessed with her.

Can Cirkeline live in the tree? - You bet. Do you see it?

Cirkeline!

Not now. I'm drawing. - Meet our new friend. Matilde.

She's beautiful. Is she a princess?

Yes, she might take us to Tivoli.

Can she join the Beep Club? - What's that?

Our club. The card gives you access to everything.

Can she join? - If she promises to take us to Tivoli.

I don't make promises I can't keep. - Just keep it then.

Okay, I promise. - You can join the Beep Club then.

I have to go now. - Goodbye, Cirkeline.

Goodbye.

Daddy!

We're off. - How did it go at the attorney's?

I just had to sign some papers.

Drop the girls off here anytime.

Matilde is here, too.

Have a good trip back home.

Go ahead and get in the car.

Ready to go.

Are you going straight home?

Do they live with your dad?

Sanne and Sofie? Sure they do.

Why do you ask?

I'll be seeing you then. The car's fine.

You've reached Kjeld and Susanne. Please leave a message.

Hello, Kjeld. It's Mogensen.

I've found some buyers for your car.

One of them is interested in both of them.

I'll bring them by on Friday.

And I'll stop by tomorrow as we agreed.

MOM

Where is it? - In my room.

Dad, are you coming? - Sanne!

Come here.

What's this?

Why did you draw it?

It's an old drawing. It was because Mom hit me.

Mom hit you? Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want you to fight. - Have you made any other drawings?

Get in the car. We'll talk about this later.

I'm sorry, Dad.

Just get in the car.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday, dear Mom...

Long live Mom! Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!

And again: Hurray!

What kind of animal would you like to be?

Stop it. - Come on.

Okay, then. A deer. - Me too, then.

Sanne, what do you want to be? - But I'm not an animal.

It's just a game.

Then I'm a lion. It eats the deer.

I'm Cirkeline. - Cirkeline isn't an animal.

But I still want to be Cirkeline.

Come over here, Sanne.

Go and sit next to Mom. Long live Mom!

Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!

Smile, honey.

Sanne, what do you want to be?

Sanne, look who's here. - What are you doing here?

I came to see you. - Sanne said you were far gone.

I'm not leaving just yet. - I've got something for you.

But you can't have it yet. - What is it?

Is this yours?

Where did you get that? - Why did you draw it?

I didn't draw it. - But it says "Sanne".

You can trust me. - Sanne doesn't trust anyone.

What's your last name anyway? - Why do you ask?

I just want to know your name.

My name is Matilde Hansen.

When you want to tell me about it,

please do, okay?

We don't really know each other yet.

But we will, right?

Yes.

Hey, hey. Name? - Sara.

There's no Sara here. - What about Matilde?

Danni invited me. - No Matilde either.

I need to talk to Danni. I'm his sister.

That's what they all say. - Hello, Matilde!

Danni's sister? - Danni's sister?

She told you that?

Sure, she's Danni's sister.

Come on.

Rune. Got anything for me?

Wait until after the speech. - All right.

Want one? Come on.

Come on.

Denmark is for the Danes.

We want the foreigners out.

Denmark for the Danes.

Foreigners out.

Denmark for the Danes. Foreigners out.

Denmark for the Danes. Foreigners out!

Danni! Danni! Danni!

Sara... Sara...

We're upstairs.

Sara...

"There is a lovely country", so the song goes.

No, there was a lovely country,

but it's a fucking long time ago.

It's been a long time since we Danes could go to the park -

and leave our stuff unguarded and play ball,

without it being stolen.

It's been a long time since we could go to the store...

It's been too long since we

Danes could stroll through town -

without having to fear that

a group of immigrants goes berserk -

over something only they understand!

What about your parents? What about your children?

Pia Kj�rsgaard and her pansy party -

won't sweep Denmark clean...

Why don't Danes defend Denmark?

They're just sitting on the asses...

Sara...

Sara!

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