All language subtitles for Badehotellet S07E05.3.en

You ruined my film!

He set fire to the film reels,
so you've never sung for the Germans.

I'm sick of you complaining
and me being spoiled.

Will she take him back?

To a good collaboration.

— I'll tell the English what I heard.
— That looks like

This is my son.
He's going to change his clothes.

There's only one.

— Does Leslie know?
— He mustn't.

Driver Larsen just drove up.
Leslie is here.

Alright.
I'm washing the floor, Edith.

Come on!

He and his fiancee won't be leaving
right away.

— Hello, Leslie.
— Hi, Edith.

— You get Room 12.
— Let me carry your suitcase.

— I'll manage.
— Then I'll help your fiancee.

Leslie is alone.
He didn't bring his fiancee.

One place setting less.
I wish we'd been told earlier.

— I think they've had a tiff.
— What makes you say that?

No whispering in my kitchen.
If it's gossip, you have to share.

— There's nothing to share.
— That never stops Edith from gossiping.

— Very funny, Otilia.
— Yes, it is rather.

— Didn't she come?
— No, because the wedding is weeks away.

— Your old room is occupied.
— You told me.

Mr. Ramsing will be back very soon.

— I thought he was back.
— Not yet. Did you say hi to Bertha?

No.
Where is that tent anyway?

— She moved back in.
— Then I needn't have come.

I'm glad you did.
Bertha needs you.

It was very abrupt.
They had a fight.

She went for a swim and meanwhile
he moved the tent and left her things.

Mom. You shouldn't smile
about her failed relationship.

I can't hide that I'm relieved.
The whole hotel witnessed that farce.

It probably wasn't easy
for Bertha either.

Of course not. She's smarting,
so tread cautiously.

— I'm first!
— You forgot to ring it.

— I won!
— Not till you're upstairs.

Mr. Weyse!

Mrs. Weyse. This magazine has photos
from the sing—along in the Skaw.

Look.
You and your family are in it.

— So we are.
— You all look very nice.

Edward, look at this.

— You scared me! You're terrible.
— And you're terribly lovely.

— What is it with you?
— I feel reborn.

My nightmare is over.
Flügelhorn burned the evidence.

No performance for the Germans.
Only me and my beloved theater.

That's what I look forward to.

And the most beautiful woman
who's vacationing with me.

Now, now! Don't get started.
The boys will come tearing in soon!

Yes?

Mom and Dad are resting.
We'll be out soon. Alright?

I can ’t wait.
Hurry up!

— What are you doing, Lydia?
— Nothing.

It's just that Mrs. Weyse borrowed
my magazine.

Why are you whispering?
I'm asking you why.

You shouldn't bother your parents
right now.

— Can Wilhelm play football with us?
— Wilhelm? Do you want to play football?

Yes.

It's nice that your son could join you
this year. Is your wife coming?

No.
I don't think so.

— So you're back.
— Yes, we just got here.

— It took long enough.
— Didn't Amanda tell you?

Yes.
You stayed one night and then another.

— It's a big construction job.
— That we can't tell anyone about.

— Everyone asks me.
— Tell them it's housing.

For Germans soldiers. Shall I say
it will help them bomb Norway?

I'm glad I didn't go
to what you called "a quick dinner".

Good Lord!

It's nice to see you too, Therese.

— Merchant Madsen?
— Yes. And Mr. Molin.

They drove in with a German officer.
Kokholm heard about another contractor.

— But really! Merchant Madsen?
— Has he no shame?

— They haven't said a word at the hotel.
— Ane didn't know either.

— Did you see Ane at the hotel?
— Yes. Emma was going to play there.

— Did you tell Ane about Madsen?
— I said she should keep her eyes open.

— They might have drawings lying around.
— Snoop in their rooms?

— They brought this on themselves.
— Are you sure it's a good idea?

She seemed keen to do it.

I brought you fresh flowers, Mr. Madsen.

Oh.

I tried to order a ticket to Sweden.
It turns out that you can't.

— How can that be?
— You need a visa.

It's only given for business purposes.
With our business in Aalborg —

— it'll be hard to claim
that we have business in Sweden.

I can't go to Sweden,
and Alma can't come here.

My dear friend,
things might change, you know.

I just called Ernst Larsen. He's head of
the Association of Teachers' Colleges.

I told him about the plans and the
forced collaboration with the Germans —

— and the revision of textbooks
to fit the Nazi model.

— What did he say?
— He was just as shocked as we were.

But he couldn't take it any further
unless I told him who I was.

Didn't you tell him?

Miss Otilia, according to
the Civil Servants Act, this is illegal.

I told you that.
I could get fired.

Yes, I know that some things
are more important than others.

I'm sorry.
That was stupid of me.

I'm glad that
you at least tried, Mr. Aurland.

Have you been up there?
In Leslie's room?

— No, Edith. I haven't.
— Why not?

— Why should I?
— Otherwise nothing will happen.

And nothing should happen.
Nothing at all.

— He's engaged.
— Nana?

Well, I'd better

Didn't your fiancee
want to see the North Sea?

Yes, but there was suddenly
so much to do.

— We're getting married in three weeks.
— Congratulations.

Thank you.

— How are you?
— I'm fine.

— I am!
— Come up when you have time.

— So we can talk.
— I can try.

— Where is your fiancee?
— In Copenhagen.

I'm so glad you're here.

Mom says you're smarting.
I'm sorry that you and Jan fell out.

— It doesn't matter. We mostly argue.
— Mom wants you to come for coffee.

I can't stand her right now.

I'll stop her
if she starts being unreasonable.

Soldiers probably made it
to photograph and send home.

They should go home.

I hardly think the Danish Nazis left
Frijsenholm because of the police.

What does it say in the paper?

The thought of a confrontation
seemed to pep Ditmar up.

It's good his son is here.

The German is asking for you.
He's here!

I'm not here.

He's in your office.
He saw you through the window.

Damn!

I don't want to talk to him
after what he did to Mr. Weyse.

No, but you'd better.

— Hello, Mrs. Berggren.
— Hello. What can I do for you?

— May I sit down for a moment?
— Please.

Won't you sit down too?

I owe you an apology.
I understand why you're angry.

I didn't know
that Mr. Weyse was being filmed.

I only heard about it when my captain
told me that the films were ruined.

I hope you'll tell Mr. Weyse
and extend my apology to him.

— I will.
— Don't be angry with me.

May I ask
what your first name is?

Amanda.

Do you know what it means in Latin?
"Deserving to be loved."

Really?

I'm Uwe.

I have something for you.
I found it on the beach yesterday.

I thought you should have it.
Do you know what it is?

Yes, but I don't know
what it's called in German.

Ein versteinerter Seeigel.
Do you know how old it is?

At least 60 million years. It puts
our short lives into perspective.

Yes.
Life is too short for war.

— You're right.
— That's rich, coming from you.

— A uniform isn't everything.
— No.

You know Latin and about rocks.

I studied geology
before my fatherland called to me.

I won't take
any more of your time, Amanda.

You still haven't said
if you'll have dinner with me.

I can't.

Perhaps if we had met
under different circumstances?

Perhaps.

— Isn't Bertha coming?
— I'm here.

How nice that the whole family
can have coffee together.

I ordered a liqueur for us
now that Leslie's here. Will you pour?

— Did a walk help?
— Help what?

— Your spirits.
— There's nothing wrong with my spirits.

It's nice you're back
after that experience.

— What experience?
— You know what I mean.

— Mom, it's over now.
— No, what is this terrible experience?

I believe that like attracts like.
And an employee from the factory

But you've realized now that
he was more interested in your money.

— You're wrong!
— There's no need to shout.

Jan wasn't at all interested
in my money. It got in the way.

Bertha
Sit down.

— Not another word about Jan.
— I'm sorry.

A toast to Mr. Ramsing
for helping our import from Rotterdam.

It'll arrive soon, so we can hopefully
rehire the people we had to fire.

That would be lovely.

— There was a phone call.
— Is Mr. Ramsing on the line?

No, it was a secretary from his work.
He's on his way.

— He'll be here at 5:00 pm.
— Thank you, Amanda.

— What's the time?
— A little after three.

— Then I'll
— Isn't the family having coffee now?

Yes, go ahead.

— Didn't you find anything?
— No. Not in Mr. Molin's room either.

— They're too clever to leave it out.
— Did anyone see you?

They came into Mr. Madsen's room,
but I had finished searching.

All they talked about was that Mr. Molin
didn't have a visa to get to Sweden.

He wants to visit his first wife.
She's an actress in Stockholm.

— He was very upset.
— Was he really?

The others think I came home
to change.

Wait a minute.
There's something else you can do.

— Hasn't she done enough?
— What is it?

Excuse me, Mr. Molin.

I couldn't avoid hearing
that you want to go to Sweden.

My brother—in—law is sailing there
with an acquaintance soon.

Perhaps you could ask him
if there's room for you.

Wait.
Who is your brother—in—Iaw?

Morten Enevoldsen. He's married
to my sister, who had the hotel.

— Don't they live in England?
— Yes. He's visiting his mother here.

— So he's here?
— Yes. At our house.

Do you think he'd consider
taking me with him to Sweden?

You could ask him.

Miss, you're a very lovely

and extremely beautiful person.

Tell him I'll come over.

— What are you doing?
— It's for Mrs. Frigh.

Because Mr. Ramsing is coming!
Amanda asked me to get his room ready.

I told you
there was something going on.

What was it like to talk to Leslie?
I can tell that you didn't tell him.

There's nothing to say.
I told you so.

Do you remember when you had a crush
on a boy at school —

— and had your friend tell him?

— Do you want me to talk to Leslie?
— Certainly not.

— What's this about Leslie?
— Nothing.

— Just that it's nice he came over here.
— Yes, it is.

— Is my bath ready?
— Yes, Mrs. Frigh.

Not a word in the paper.
Sorry. The count is taking a snooze.

I played Ludo with Wilhelm
all morning.

— Where is the dear boy?
— He's playing with boys and Emma.

It's nice that he's here.
We're like a proper family now.

— Not a word about Frijsenholm?
— Nope.

Either it was a peaceful affair
or your stepfather canceled it.

Or he was humiliated by the police
and didn't want it in his paper.

— It's strange how a fight peps you up.
— That's just the effect it has.

— What's up, Wilhelm?
— We're making a hideout.

Wasn't there a girl too?

It's probably just a passing phase.

Just you, just me

Let’s find a cozy spot
to cuddle and woo

Just us, just we

I ’ve missed an awful lot
My trouble is you

Oh, gee

What are your charms for?

What are my arms for?

Use your imagination.

Just you, just me.

I ’ll tie a lover’s knot,
tie a lover’s knot

I ’ll tie a lover’s knot
around wonderful you

I have no idea where the boys are.
They're playing with Wilhelm and Emma.

— Then all is well.
— Telephone, Mr. Weyse.

— It's Mr. Konradsen.
— Konradsen? The theater manager?

I say! I'll make haste!
I'll make haste!

My dear Konradsen.
How are you?

Are you at the seaside?

At the theater? In this heat?
How can that be?

Me?

What do you mean?

What did he want?

The Germans found out
that FIiigelhorn stayed here —

— so now they think I'm behind
burning the film from the Skaw.

— That's terrible.
— And that's not all.
what I

They'll use the sing—along pictures
in the magazine against me.

All in all, it's proof that I have
an anti—German point of view.

— You have no point of view.
— That's what I said.

"Mr. Konradsen, you should know that.
You've known me for years!"

He said, "The Germans don't know that,
Weyse. We're walking on egg shells.

It pains me to do this, but
I must remove you from the repertoire.

At least the first play.
Then we'll see where we are."

He'll change his mind. You know him.
He panics and then regrets it later.

Our joy was short—lived, my dear.

He's outside. I told him
I had to see if you had time.

— Don't let him wait out there.
— He's fine out there.

Why do you want to help him?
You won't get anything out of him.

— Ask him to come in.
— Yes, Ane.

I refuse to shake hands
with a traitor.

Then go to the other room.

Come in, Mr. Molin.

— Hello, Mr. Molin. Welcome.
— Thank you, Mrs. Andersen.

What a lovely home.
It's so

authentic.
And cozy.

Mr. Enevoldsen? A pleasure. I've heard
so much about you from Mr. Madsen.

— Hopefully good things.
— Only good things.

So you're here for a family visit?

Yes. Lovely.

The young lady thought I could join
you when you return via Sweden.

I'm afraid that Ane's kind heart
got the better of her.

— It's not that easy.
— Isn't it?

— Let's go in here.
— Yes.

— Are you going to serve him too?
— Not so loud.

Morten's ship was sunk
by the Germans he's working for.

And we reward him
with coffee and cake!

I'd pay the fisherman handsomely
if I could join you.

He's an odd man.
He doesn't care about money.

— People like that are difficult.
— But I'm willing to ask him.

Thank you very much.

— Then I'll be hearing from you?
— You will. Just a moment.

I heard that you and Mr. Madsen
are building in Aalborg.

— Where did you hear that?
— Several places.

— The expansion of the airport.
— Yes, but that's

— That's correct.
— Three big runways, I'm told.

Yes
It's a big project.

— Here's a little refreshment.
— That's kind of you.

— but I must be getting back.
— No, have some coffee.

— There.
— No, really

— Was Morten any help?
— He said he'll ask the skipper.

That's good.
Here. Have some cake.

— Help yourself.
— Thank you very much.

— Do you know where Molin is?
— Not in his room?

— Then he's out for a walk.
— Not likely!

Georg, I went for a long walk.
Would you put the paper down please?

Back out of the Aalborg deal.
It'd make me so happy.

We don't need the money.
Working for them feels so wrong.

I made a deal with them.
I can't go back on my word.

They'll find someone else.

I've hired lots of people.

Without this job,
they'd be sent to Germany.

It's not about them. You agreed
to something you know is wrong.

— What a load of rubbish!
— That's why you're drinking this early.

You have a guilty conscience.
You'll go to great lengths for business.

But this is going too far.
You know it is.

I refuse to listen to that, Therese.

Then I'll damn well spare you!

Can I sleep in your room?
It's your father.

— Now what?
— It's just

— Or I'll take the train to Copenhagen.
— Is it that bad?

Then come up to my room.

— Do you have mice?
— I hope not.

— Go away. This is our hideout.
— Then we'll leave.

— Did he say anything?
— I don't know.

— I left the bottle in there.
— Did you give him cognac too?

He seems skeptical.
I don't know if it's a good idea.

— I've said so all along.
— My goodness.

With all those hangars and housing
they'll need defensive positions.

Mr. Enevoldsen,
I'm afraid this conversation is over.

Now I see the point of your questions.

I've been in business long enough
to know when a friendly conversation —

— turns into interrogation
with an eye to exploitation.

— What do you mean?
— You used to be Madsen's partner.

Your business in England is
under pressure due to the war.

You want to return to Denmark
and be a contractor again.

All your questions about Aalborg
serve to get an idea —

— of how you can get a slice
of the action.

I wish you had been open about it.

Sweden isn't so important that
I'll give a competitor information —

— that will weaken our business.

— Thank you for the coffee.
— You're welcome.

— What happened?
— He thought I was too nosy.

Did he guess that
the English want to know?

No, thank goodness.
He thought I wanted a slice of the cake.

Typical. Devils think
that everyone else is a devil.

Come in.

A gentleman from Copenhagen
is asking for you.

I didn't get his name,
but he said it was about some business.

— Then send him in.
— Mrs. Frigh will see you now.

I'm sorry to bother you.
May I come in for a moment?

If you can be brief.
I'm expecting someone.

What is it?

Are you the head of
Frigh's Tobacco Factory?

— Yes.
— Are you expecting a tobacco shipment?

Yes. Mr. Johan Ramsing
has taken care of it.

— Are you from the exchange office?
— No, I'm not.

— I have a copy of a bond.
— Oh. You're from the bank.

Hr. Ramsing wanted to pay at first,
but I insisted we go to the bank.

The bond you gave this Johan Ramsing
is for 50,000 kroner.

Yes, so he could pay for the import.
What's the problem?

It looks like you lent me
50,000 kroner.

How's that?

— My name is Johan Ramsing.
— There must be some misunderstanding.

The bond must have been sent
to the wrong person. I'm sorry.

My friend owns Ramsing's
Chemical Works in Copenhagen.

No,
I'm afraid he doesn't, Mrs. Frigh.

I do.

Johan Ramsing will be here shortly.
Then we'll sort this out.

His secretary said he was on his way.

That was my secretary.

Mrs. Frigh, I'm so sorry,
but you've been swindled.

— So who was the other man?
— Yes, if he wasn't Johan Ramsing?

— Who was he?
— I don't know.

But all it was ever about was my money.

That's too bad.

He must have planned it all along.
He must have known I was on the train.

Is your name Frigh?
I've read about you.

And him turning up
at the hotel wasn't a coincidence.

Mrs. Frigh spoke so highly of the place
I decided to stay.

And then he was just waiting
for his chance to deceive me.

I can't bear thinking about it.

— I'd like to come with you.
— I'll soon be back, dear.

— I'll pay for the import.
— No. We're going to the bank.

I've been so stupid.

— Stupid and naive.
— You were in love, Mom.

— I'm sure he was charming.
— Yes, he was.

Yes.

— Yes, he was.
— I'm sure he had a thing for you.

Who wouldn't?

— Everyone will know what a fool I am.
— They don't have to find out.

They'll wonder why
Mr. Ramsing didn't come back.

I'll take care of it, Mom.

Women! Since when do they think
they have a say in a man's business —

— or whether he can have a cognac
when he pleases?

Good point.

— Still no news from Sweden?
— No.

I thought there was a chance,
but it came to nothing.

No, it was probably wishful thinking.
My work is here.

There are plenty of vultures out there
who are envious of us.

— Anyone in particular?
— Mr. Molin?

Did you find the letter for you?
It was mislaid in the newspaper.

— I believe it's from Sweden.
— Sweden? Thank you, miss.

I'll be right back.

My dear August. I couldn’t sleep
after your phone call.

Now you understand that
the theater is important to me.

You have no idea
how happy that makes me.

In these awful times,
it’s good to know you think of me.

I know deep in my heart
that we have a connection.

Yes. We do.

But the war has separated us.
You said you’d come to Stockholm.

But when you read this, you’ll
have found out how impossible it is.

Take care. Perhaps we’ll meet again
someday. Your Alma.

— You wanted to talk to me?
— Yes. Come in and close the door.

I thought about what you said
about putting one's comfort at risk.

— That's not what I said.
— It was what you meant. You're right.

I've always expressed
my worries —

— but hesitated to take action.
The time has come.

I'll meet with the head of
the association, so he can see —

— who's telling him about the Germans'
plan at the Ministry of Education.

My goodness, Mr. Aurland.

— You're openly taking a stand.
— Yes. Just like Ogier the Dane.

— For what I truly believe.
— The poet Ingemann got it right.

— I forgot he wrote it.
— We often sing it in school.

— Are you leaving now?
— Yes. I can make the night train.

— Will you call Driver Larsen for me?
— Certainly.

I will miss you, Mr. Aurland.

And I you, Miss Otilia.

— Mr. Aurland will be picked up soon.
— Won't he be here for dinner either?

— Mrs. Frigh wants dinner in her room.
— And Mr. Ramsing isn't coming.

— Sorry. I forgot to tell you.
— Right. One more.

Mr. Molin is taking a walk.
He asked us to save him some dinner.

This has gone crazy!

— Are we ready? It looks delicious.
— Only half of the guests are eating.

My mother wants her dinner
in my room. She'll sleep there.

Would one of you make up the sofa?
We can ring the dinner gong.

— Why is she sleeping up there?
— None of our business.

Please remove the plates
for the guests —

— who won't partake of the dinner
we spent the day making.

Nana, when I talked to Leslie,
he asked —

— if you were mad at him
because you're avoiding him.

— I'm not avoiding him.
— He invited you up to talk.

— I haven't had time.
— He asked if you were mad.

I said, "On the contrary."

— You didn't, Edith!
— It slipped out.

— Since I said it, why don't you ...?
— No.

I don't need any more help.

I won't say another word
until you promise I can go to Sweden.

— I think I can promise.
— You think? I need certainty.

I give you my word
that you can come with me to Sweden.

When I tell you about the work, you'll
see that no more contractors are needed.

I'm going behind Mr. Madsen's
back. What do you want to know?

Here.

It's about time!

— I'll let you know when we'll leave.
— Soon I hope.

— I think so.
— Thank you, Mr. Enevoldsen.

— Good evening, Mrs. Andersen.
— Good evening. This is my husband.

Really? A pleasure to meet you.

The chickens are out,
so watch your step.

Will do.

— Did he tell you anything?
— I couldn't stop him.

I know all about it.
About the hangars and batteries.

The Germans' resourcefulness
impressed him.

They hide ammunition in some huts
that look like a village.

— With a city hall and everything.
— I'll be damned! Did he tell you that?

— Alma Molin must be very important.
— She's a lovely lady.

I see.
Well, goodbye, Mr. Konradsen.

Has he changed his mind?
I knew it!

— You'll be in the first play anyway!
— It looks that way.

But he had one condition.

He and Bodil Ipsen are going
to the inaugural meeting —

— of the Danish—German Culture Society.
He wants me to come.

So the Germans can see
that you're on their side.

— Do you think I should decline?
— I don't think anything.

I know you want to work at the theater.
If this is what it takes

I can't choose for you.

But it's bad form of Konradsen
to make it a condition!

— Dad wants you to come to the parlor.
— Tell him I'm not coming.

— And you won't say why.
— You found a sea urchin.

I've never been so lucky
as to find one.

The German lieutenant gave it to me.

He apologized
for Mr. Weyse being filmed.

— It was his captain's idea.
— A soldier who apologizes?

— Does he still want to invite you out?
— I won't go. Don't worry, Mom.

— Your dad's fling with them is enough.
— What do you mean?

— What fling?
— Nothing.

Is it about his work in Aalborg?
Is it, Mom?

— It's an airport for the Germans.
— You're kidding!

The government is said to encourage it.
They're not alone.

They employ 30,000 there —

— so the Germans can get their planes
to Norway. Your dad's helping.

How can he work for the Germans?
His daughter Vera is married to a Jew.

— I'll talk to him.
— No! You know nothing about this.

Sit down, Amanda.

— So this where you are, Mrs. Frigh.
— Yes, as you can see.

— May I join you for a moment?
— Be my guest.

I can see
why you come here year after year.

It's a charming place.

I've had much quieter days.

I can't return home today, so
I have a room at the neighboring hotel.

Just so you know
that another Ramsing isn't staying.

That's thoughtful of you.

I should report him to the police,
but it's not something I'm proud of.

It annoys me that
he might do the same to other women.

I have a friend
in a top position in the police.

I could mention the case to him
without using your name.

Perhaps it could lead to something.

"For although eating honey
was a very good thing to do —

— there was a moment
just before you began which was better —

— than when you were.
But he didn't know what it was called.

Then he thought being with Christopher
Robin was a very good thing —

— and having Piglet near
was a very friendly thing."

He just fell asleep.

— Who called?
— My mother.

The Nazi rally wasn't canceled.
The police raided the place in force.

She said that Mitzi is very unhappy
that Wilhelm is here.

It's no surprise
that Mitzi misses her son.

I think she's more afraid
that we'll morally corrupt him.

My stepfather yelled that if he didn't
come home, he'd come and get him.

— More war.
— I'm convinced Wilhelm should be here.

You won't help me.
You won't tell me what to do.

I'm on my own here.
And it's no fault of my own.

No fault at all.

I wasn't the one who stole
a German soldier's service book.

I wasn't the one
who burned their propaganda films.

Suddenly I have to help establish —

— some Danish—German
cultural society.

It's the times we live in, Edward.

No matter how much you keep your head
down, you can't avoid taking a stand.

Not even you can.

Yes?

— Have you gone to bed?
— Yes, I have.

— I hoped that you would come and talk.
— I haven't had time.

— Is what Edith says true?
— Edith

— Nana, is it true?
— No, it isn't.

— Then why did she say it?
— I want you to leave.

I have to get up early.

She said
you regretted getting married —

— because
since last summer you

If only I had known.
That's how I've felt.

I told myself it was hopeless,
but when I saw you on the terrace

Christ, what a mess.

Yes. You're engaged
and getting married very soon.

Now leave.

Leslie, please leave.

Subtitles: Karen Margrete Wiin
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