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We should have flown SAS. The Swedish pilots are better.

They don't go, "whoops, we forgot your suitcase".

It's probably in Helsinki.

What if we had gone to Helsinki and the suitcase to Rome?

You and me in Helsinki. How romantic.

To think that such a tin can can even fly!

Do those seatbelts work at all if we crash into a bus terminal in Germany?

The ones on the plane are even smaller than these ones.

Is something wrong?

Gerda? Is something wrong?

- No, everything's fine. - Are you sure?

Yes, everything's fine.

Sometimes you say everything is fine, but then it's not.

- But everything is fine. - Okay, good.

- It's just... - I knew it. What is it?

It's just... why do you insist on flying when you clearly hate it?

We could have taken the train.

Three days in a train with Germans who brought their own food? No, thank you.

You'd rather spend three hours spewing CO2 into the atmosphere?

I love when you say CO2... say environmental taxes, just for me.

Say environmental taxes.

- German? Germany? - No, we are from Denmark.

- Danimarca. - Oh, Denmark!

- Do you know Michael Laudrup? - Who?

- He doesn't know him. - Of course, he knows Michael Laudrup.

- Do you know who Michael Laudrup is? - No...

- Stop, he doesn't know him. - Okay, okay.

- First time in Rome? - Yes, for my husband it's the first time.

Once you fall in love with Rome, you can never leave.

My wife has been here before. She studied art.

That's many years ago.

Once an artist, always an artist.

And now she brings her husband to the citt� dell'amore.

- Citt�... What is that? - The City of Love.

- Oh... love. The Shitty of Love. - Nice... almost.

It was a gift from our daughter.

She gave it to us for our 40th wedding... jubileum

- "Anniversary" - Anniversary, yeah.

And now it's the last chance before she goes into labor.

Labor?

Yes, what's it... she's going to give birth soon.

Oh, you speak Italian.

- What's he saying? - He says I speak Italian well.

No, he says he wants a tip.

- Does your husband speak Italian as well? - No, so you can say whatever you like.

What's he saying, Gerda?

He says you were lucky to land someone like me.

Yes, lucky potato.

What's wrong, Kristoffer?

- Just memories of breakfast. - Should we pull over?

- No, we're there in a minute. - No, let's pull over.

- It's fine. we're there in a minute. - We're not...

- It's fine. - Look, there's the Colosseum.

- Can you hold it in? - Yes. Can you be quiet?

- Shouldn't we pull over? - No, let's just get to the hotel.

- Are you sure you can hold it in? - Yes, are you sure you can be quiet?

It's just that sometimes it goes wrong.

Excuse me, where is the toilet?

WHEN IN ROME

- Hello. - Hello.

We are Gerda and Kristoffer Kristensen.

- We've been expecting you. - Thank you.

You just need to sign here and here.

Do you know there's marble all over the bathroom?

- You need to sign this. - Let me see.

There's marble everywhere.

- Hi. - Hi.

- When do you think I'll get my suitcase? - In an hour or tomorrow. I don't know.

- What about my pills? - I packed some with my toiletries.

- Your room is on the top floor. - Thank you. we're on the top floor.

- The blood pressure ones too? - Yes.

- What should I do without you? - Pack your own bag.

- This is beautiful. - Damn, it's beautiful.

- I'm glad we made it. - Made what?

The gift certificate expired. It was only because Charlotte talked to the agency.

I think she'd given up on us going at all.

You had a blood clot and couldn't fly.

If I hadn't insisted, we'd be back home drinking lukewarm coffee.

Sometimes I wondered if you even wanted to go.

Now you're just being stupid. I love Rome.

I'm excited to show you around.

Don't you think I can find my own way?

Goddamn, I deserve this.

- You can take a look in this. - Thank you.

- "Open air opera." - Yes.

No, I don't think so.

There's a vespa museum here.

You can see the Forum Romanum, the Colosseum, and the Pantheon.

But you want to see old scooters?

Old buildings, old scooters, I don't see much difference.

What if they have my old P125?

- That'd be fun. - Yeah.

And we already saw the Colosseum.

Yeah.

How about a walk through the city?

TAKING A WALK CALL wHEN YOU wAKE UP

Some fruit?

Grapes?

- Lovely, right? - Yes.

- See you. - See you.

Yes, except the fact that the mafia has taken my suitcase.

What? No, she's gone out.

Yes.

Yes, you know mom.

Yes, but you know what, Charlotte?

We're thinking about you, and we're proud of you.

Yes, see you, darling.

Excuse me, ma'am. Would you take our photo?

All you do... come here. Right here.

Just press the button. Thank you very much. Come on.

Sword in the air. Masks of horror. Horror on the face.

- This is the last one. - Hand up. Let's go.

- Thank you. - Thank you very much.

- Oh, it's out of focus. Can you... - Let it go.

Just one more. It's simple.

- Make sure we're in the square. - Maybe you should ask somebody else.

She can't do it. She's an old woman.

- Let's go home. It's pointless. - So what if she's old?

- It's so pointless. - Forget it. Let's go. Come on.

Hey, man. You have to pay.

- I didn't get a photo. - That's not my problem. You have to pay.

I'm not paying you shit! How are you going to make that happen?

Asshole!

I will pay you. Here, it's for you.

Thank you, Miss America.

Hi, has my suitcase maybe arrived?

- No. - It's a big, big suitcase.

No, sorry.

The airline said it might come this afternoon.

- Maybe... - I would have known.

- You like movies? - What?

Oh yes, The Italian Stallion. He's my favorite.

And when he says...

I love it.

- Who is your favorite actor? - Oh, that's...

- Gregory Peck. - Yes.

- And George Clooney. - You look a little bit like...

George Clooney?

No, like Gregory Peck.

And you are in Rome like in the movie Vacanze romane.

- Have you seen it? - No.

1953, Roman Holiday.

Roman Holiday. It's a beautiful movie.

In Danish it's Prinsessen holderfridag. Fantastic movie. I love it.

- The scene with la Bocca della verit�. - What's that?

- Bocca... what? - La Bocca della Verit�.

The mouth of truth. You know, the statue...

It's here in Rome.

- When you put the hand... - ...and you tell a lie, and then "haps".

Yes, and he goes like...

KRISTOFFER CALLING

Excuse me?

Is anyone here?

- Mom! - Yes, sweetie.

- Mom! - I'm coming.

Who are you? What are you doing here?

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, but...

Are you alright, ma'am?

Go get some water.

Are you lost?

Yes.

Thank you.

- Have you lived here for a long time? - Yes.

Where's the woman who used to live here?

My grandmother?

She died ten years ago.

Did you know her?

No.

You have been very kind, thank you.

- Ma'am... - I'm sorry.

- Ma'am, don't go. - Thank you.

Ma'am...

I'M HUNGRY!

Slow down. I don't walk as well as you.

- Look at him. - What about him?

- You could have a suit like that. - Yes, if I was meeting the Queen.

I doubt that'll happen.

Maybe I'll be knighted for enduring you for 40 years.

- How about this one? It looks great. - No, I have a particular place in mind.

You can walk faster than that. - I just want to find an Italian restaurant.

We're in Rome. They're all Italian.

- Then it won't be much of a difference. - It's our first night in Rome.

- I won't eat at some random pizza parlor. - I'm hungry.

- There it is. - Finally.

I'd like some pasta, a big glass of red wine and a nice steak.

You know you can't eat all that fatty food.

I know, it just sounds so good.

Look, you can pick whatever you like from the fish menu.

- Do I like any of this? - Yes, you like it all.

You know what I like? I like when you're happy.

- What do you mean? - I imagine it's because of me.

You're not imagining.

You're not imagining.

- Are you ready to order? - Yes, please.

- Can we start with a small caprese salad? - Perfect.

- What would you like? - You order.

- And some calamari. - Excellent.

Thank you.

Thank you, darling.

We should have done this a long time ago. Gone to Rome.

Just you and me.

- Do you want to see something fun? - Do I dare?

- No, Kristoffer. Kristoffer... - Just wait...

Hello, excuse me. Ladies and gentlemen.

My name is Kristoffer, and this is my wife, Gerda.

I would like a toast for the woman I love

because we are celebrating our 40th wedding anniversary.

I have loved this woman, since she was 16 years old.

And in five months we're going to be grandparents.

And finally, we're going to be a big family!

- Sing a song! - What... canzone, what's that?

- Sing a song. - But I can't sing.

But I can tell you I've loved this woman all my life,

and I love her more every day.

So let's all make a toast to my beautiful love. My beautiful wife.

The woman in my life.

Congratulations!

Cheers, cheers. Thank you so much.

Cheers to Rome.

What a nice speech.

This looks delicious.

- I think we should leave. - Is this squid?

Yes, we need to leave now.

Why? - I thought it was a better place than it is.

- It's nice. - No, we're leaving.

- No dessert either? - No, come on.

Gerda ...!

But it is you. Gerda Antonsen.

Yes, she's Gerda Antonsen.

- I knew it. What a small world, huh? - Johannes Hartung?

Yes... you almost sound like you thought I'd died.

It's just... a big surprise.

- You look exactly the same. - Well, a few wrinkles richer.

- And a few kilos heavier... - Thank you.

- I mean this one. - Of course.

Johannes Hartung. What an amazing speech you gave.

Thank you very much. Kristoffer Kristensen.

I taught your wife art history among other things -

- but that's many years ago. Do you still paint?

No, not for years. we haven't even painted the living room since the mid '90s.

I remember her being very, very talented.

I really don't hope you've stopped entirely.

And now you're in Rome. Congratulations. I won't disturb your meal.

No, no, that's fine. Sit down.

- What if he doesn't want to? - Of course, he wants to.

- Yes, but only if it's okay with you. - Of course, it's okay.

Go ahead and sit.

I had no idea Gerda had a Swedish teacher.

- Oh yes. - You never said.

It was a school. Of course, there were teachers.

I just didn't say he was Swedish.

It's a fun piece of information. Like if he was missing a finger.

Being Swedish isn't a disability.

I hope not. And I have all my fingers.

- Can we offer you something? - Absolutely not, it's my turn.

Grappa. Three grappas, please.

Among other things I taught Rome's influence on Danish painting.

- There was a bit of a colony down here. - Yes, so typical.

Constantin Hansen, R�rbye and wilhelm Marstrand.

My husband doesn't know them.

No, not personally.

- I don't either actually. - Neither do you, Gerda.

No.

Gerda never told me anything about what she did here in Rome.

- You must have some good stories. - Oh, yes, loads. I have a proposal.

We say cheers and go to my place for wine and anecdotes.

- Are you sure? We won't... - Yes, now we have a party.

- Now we'll have a party. - What will your wife say to us coming...

Nothing. I got divorced years ago.

- I'm only happy to have some company. - This calls for celebration.

- Not the divorce of course. - Yes, that too.

- To love. - To love.

That goes straight to the...

It's not too far from here.

Are you sure? Aren't you tired from the flight?

When in Rome...

...do as the Romanians.

My god...

If anyone could throw back grappa back then, it was Gerda.

But the funny thing was yes, she got drunk -

- but who sat there ready in the lecture hall every day?

- The woman. - The woman. She can still do that.

Remember that midsummer? She was in drinking with a guy called Jan Bucket.

- Bucket? - Yes, bucket!

I don't know why we called him that because his name was S�rensen.

And who was all bright and cheerful the next morning?

Gerda!

- I think he was in love with you. - No...

He wasn't alone in that. In my time it was Giorgio.

- You never told me about him. who's he? - It's nonsense.

- He was obsessed with you. - He loved all girls.

He thought you were just amazing. He taught painting at the school.

He thought you painted like a young Gentilini.

Who's that? - An expressionist who was big in the '40s.

Don't you have a record with Gasolin'?

- Gerda loves Gasolin'. Don't you have... - Gasolin', Gerda, grappa!

No, I don't have Gasolin', but I do have grappa.

You have grappa.

Let's see what you have here.

What the hell is this? You have nothing but opera!

- They are good for making love. - Maybe we should try that.

- Then we need speakers in the bedroom. - No, we'll just use each our walkman.

That sounds erotic.

No, it can't be!

Cornelis. Do you remember, Gerda?

1975, in Tivoli.

There.

And start.

- It's been so long since I heard that. - "Felicia."

Felicia disappeared Nobody knows how.

- How long has it been? 40 years? - I don't know.

- How time flies. - Don't say fly in front of Gerda.

- You know, CO2 and the rainforest. - Stop, you're so stupid.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- Can I have a look around? - Sure, sure.

Can I have this dance?

Yes, come on. Come on.

Yes, come on. Come, come.

- What a wonderful evening. - Yes.

- Shouldn't we go somewhere? - No, I think we better go back now.

No, we should go dancing. - we must be ready for the breakfast buffet.

- Let's go in here. - They're all young, Gerda. Come on.

Who cares? We'll just go in.

- The old are going home... Come on. - Kristoffer!

- It's past bedtime. - So boring.

Yes, I'm boring, and you're drunk.

Boring, boring...

- Boring! - What?

You're just so boring.

Let's go home. Maybe my suitcase has arrived.

Do you hear that? Listen.

- Gerda... - No, listen. Where's it coming from?

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- There's the music. Yes. - Music, yes.

Hey, where are you going?

Come on, dance!

Come on. Have a bit of fun for once.

I can take care of myself.

Gerda...

- Get two grappas. - Gerda, shouldn't we go now?

Go get those grappas!

Come on. Where are we sleeping tonight?

Oh no, you can't sing either.

Let's have some fun.

- We've been together for a lifetime. - Gerda, let's go back.

It's our anniversary!

Jubileum, Colosseum...

- Are you making fun of your husband? - Ladies first.

- Oh god. - Are you okay?

Oh... honey.

Jacket off. There.

There you go.

- Don't you want to take off the rest? - No! I don't.

- I just need to lie down. - I'll just...

How well did you know him?

- How well did you know him? - I barely remember him.

Well, he remembers you.

Thank you. Thank you for a wonderful evening.

My knight on the green Vespa.

Good night, my darling.

- We can go to Rome Stadium if you want. - You hate soccer.

No, for you I don't mind.

That guy you like might be there. Totto, isn't it?

Huh?

No, Totti. His name is Totti, and he retired.

I didn't know there were more than one.

No, it's a joke.

In Italian, "I" is plural, and Totti ends in an "I"

so grammatically you'd think there were more than one.

Just like TuttiFrutti.

- He's totally right. - Who?

Johannes. You can drink until you drop, and yet

you're fit as a fiddle the next day.

- No, I didn't have that much. - Yes, you did.

- No, I didn't drink that much. - If you say so.

It's around here somewhere.

There!

- Alberto Thorvaldsen. - That's Italian. His name was Bertel.

- Jesus, he kept himself busy. - He did over 400 pieces.

- No, I mean with the ladies. 1 19. - Stop!

Can't you just sometimes show some respect?

- Maybe I should start speaking Swedish. - Now you're just stupid.

There was a time when you found it fun.

Look, he arrives in 1797.

It is conspicuous that everyone we call great artists are known for

affairs and lots of kids.

- Who? - I could mention tons.

- But who? - Well... Picasso.

- Yes. - And Mick Jagger.

Yes, I think that's all you know.

Lisbet Dahl.

Come on...

Look at them.

So many kids.

- How cute. - They're so beautiful.

Kiss! Kiss!

- It's not like our local city hall. - We had a lovely wedding.

- You know what this square was used for? - No.

- The old Romans used it to... - Have you seen that guy?

- The one in the red. - No, no.

- We're not going over there. - Just a minute.

Kristoffer, we're not going over there.

Hello, Miss America!

You get the picture for free. And your husband.

No... well, yes.

No to the picture, and yes to the husband. Thank you.

- Where are you going? - The Colosseum.

The Colosseum?

Do you know him?

What can I say? In Rome, they know who I am.

You don't have to know everything.

Give me that guidebook.

- Why aren't there any street signs? - Where are we going?

You don't have to know everything.

Via Bruschetta... Are you with me?

Via Bruschetta? There's no such place.

- Weren't we going to the Colosseum? - We'll see that afterwards.

- I feel like we're going in circles. - No, it's just a short cut.

Do you even know where we're going?

I know exactly where we're going.

Don't you think a retired postman can find his way around Rome?

Shouldn't we have a cup of coffee and look at the map?

We're so close.

Yes, left. Didn't I say it was a short cut?

Yes, I take it back.

You will love this. In Roman times it was used as a sort of lie detector.

Bocca della verit�.

Here it is: "Bocca della verit�", which means the mouth of truth.

You'd put your hand in here, and if you told a lie...

...the hand would be bitten off.

Someone paid attention in history class.

- I'll start. - No...

- I'm putting my hand... - It's silly.

No, I'm putting my hand in here,

and you ask me a question. Just ask.

- Come on. - No...

Ask me anything.

- Then you have to be honest. - Of course, or my hand will come off.

Did you actually like being a postman for 40 years?

Up at 5 every morning, in rain and sleet...

Did you?

Well, I became a postman for your sake.

You were going to be an artist.

When that fell through, I just stuck around and...

...but I have no regrets. It's the best job in the world.

- Should we check? It's still there. - So it is.

- Come on, let's go... - No, now it's your turn.

- I don't want to. - Come on.

- It's silly. - If you think it's silly you can do it.

Okay, I'll think of something good.

Let's see... Yes.

Why did you stop painting?

You came back from Rome, and you just sort of stopped.

It was...

I think I just lost the desire and...

Then I got the job with the publisher, and that was just...

- You also stopped playing soccer. - Can you feel the teeth?

- There are no teeth. - Do you feel it?

Oh!

Saved by the bell.

Hello?

Oh, hi, Johannes.

- It's Johannes. - So I hear.

Yes, what's that? Let me just ask Kristoffer.

He's asking if we want to meet at the Pantheon.

- What about the Colosseum? - We can do that another day.

What do you think?

You decide. If you want to...

we'd like to.

Yes. See you there.

We're on our way. Bye.

- It'll be interesting. - Sure...

- Come on, you had fun last night too. - Yes, absolutely...

- Johannes is a stand-up guy. - Then come on.

Gerda, I...

I'll just go back to the hotel. I'm...

- I'm a bit tired. - Are you sure?

Yes.

You could come with me.

We've already said we're coming.

- No, you're right. - I'll just call you later.

Of course.

Look at me.

Look at me.

- Hi. - Gerda!

Where's Kristoffer?

He was tired and wanted to go sleep at the hotel.

Who can sleep in Rome? Do you want something?

No, thank you.

Can't you show me something?

- The Pantheon. - No, come on.

I have an idea.

A trip down memory lane.

- Piazza di Pietra. - I love this square.

Gerda, do you trust me?

- No. - Good, come on.

- No, Johannes... No. - You must. Yes.

- I won't. - You will.

- There, there. - No...

- A caricature of the lady, please. - Certainly.

- Why just me? - I'll get the red wine.

Two glasses of red.

- Sit still, so he can focus. - Shut up, you stupid Swede.

- Oh yes, now we're getting somewhere. - Here I thought you were cultivated.

I am. A lot of people think it's just a tourist phenomenon.

But they've been doing this since the 1500s.

They tried to portray the true, inner character of the person. The truth.

- Do you want one? - No, thank you.

- You used to smoke. - I used to be young.

Please, you're in Rome, Gerda.

Rome is The Eternal City. Here you have no age.

It's like a time machine.

Is he almost done?

Now you're getting curious. Very beautiful.

It's magical. It's a masterpiece.

- Just amazing. - Can I see?

Finally, someone who sees your true character.

Really, is that how you see me?

As a small, uptight woman?

I told you to sit still. It's just a drawing.

Take it away.

- Give me a cigarette. - Are you sure?

Everything becomes more beautiful with a cigarette and a glass of red wine.

Even me?

- When did you get divorced? - That was many years ago.

- Did you have children? - Yes, two boys. They're grown now.

- How about you? - We had Charlotte.

She's 34 and a lawyer. She's married to Kim.

- Just one child? - Yes.

Kristoffer wanted more, but it just didn't happen.

- How come? - Well, it was the '80s.

You were supposed to fulfill yourself.

Did you?

I don't know. If being a secretary for a publisher is fulfilling yourself...

Then yes.

So, you left Rome to become a housewife in Copenhagen?

- There's nothing wrong with that. - No, not at all.

I just hadn't thought you would do that.

A good man, a daughter we love, and a nice house...

There may be other things I didn't get.

Now I'm curious. Such as?

I don't know... freedom.

When you live with another person for so long, you sort of merge.

And now he's waiting in a hotel room.

That wasn't the case with Michelangelo.

He never waited in a hotel room.

You asshole! Fuck you!

Fuck you!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry, it was just... It was an accident!

Your suitcase is here.

Suitcase.

Here it is.

Not funny. Bye.

It's the wrong suitcase.

Signore. it's not my suitcase!

Your Majesty.

- What can I get you? - Whatever you have.

It's Constantin Hansen. "A Group of Danish Artists in Rome".

Seven serious men looking out at Rome discussing art.

Yes, and a dog.

The colors are amazing. You can almost sense the sunset.

Wasn't it made up? They weren't there at the same time?

I guess I told this story before.

Did you know it was painted in an apartment just four blocks from here?

- This one was painted in your bedroom. - Do you remember painting that?

That was the day I found out your red hair was real.

Who has a painting of himself naked?

Well... it must be some old romantic

trying to blow life into a long extinguished fire.

If that's how you spoke to your wife, I get why she left.

That wasn't why.

It was rather that after you left... I don't know.

Sure, I married...

But I think I just kept looking for someone like you again.

Or one who looked like you.

So, it's my fault you had to cheat with a lot of women.

I'm sorry. It sounds tough.

Poor thing.

- You think I'm a clich�? - Yes.

But a charming one.

- Gerda, what are you doing in Rome? - What?

You can answer that.

It was a trip from my daughter. A gift...

I think you need to call a taxi.

What are you so afraid of?

I'm not afraid. I just want to go home.

Yeah, you're right.

Mrs. Eckersberg needs to go home to bed.

Wait, I have something you need to see.

Welcome to Rome's taxi service. You are number two in line.

If anyone should have this, it's you.

- Why do you have that? - I don't know. I couldn't throw it away.

I guess I thought you'd come back some day and finish it.

You kept this all those years?

Rome's taxi service, good evening. The address. please.

Hello?

Hel...

Welcome to Rome's taxi service. You are number one in line.

Dad, I'm leaving the car keys here. Thanks.

Good evening.

Who are you?

I am... Gerda.

But what are you doing here?

Trying to call a taxi.

- Come on, we're leaving. - I want to know what's going on.

You know. It's none of our business. Come on.

I just want to know what's going on.

You know what's going on. Just let her put her clothes on in peace.

It's like I told you. Women in and out the door.

- So you are Johannes' son? - Yes.

It's nice to meet you.

Do you see? He must be really desperate to bring someone like that home.

Rome's taxi service, good evening. The address, please?

I'd like a taxi for... what is the address?

- Via della Croce 43. - Via della Croce 43.

- Thank you, goodbye. - Thank you.

Maybe your father is desperate.

That can happen when you get older,

but you are too young to be desperate.

Bye.

- Hello. Hi. - Hi, honey.

- Where are you? - Ln a nice place.

Text me the address, and I'll come to you.

Good evening.

- Do you know where this is? - Yes.

Thank you.

- Is this it? - Yes, we're here.

- Are you here? - Yes.

- You could have just texted. - No, I didn't want to disturb you.

Where did you get that T-shirt?

Oh, it's what all the cool kids wear these days.

- You're having steak. - Yes.

Your doctor told you not to eat such fatty foods. And you're drinking red wine.

The rules are a bit different here in Rome, right?

- Not for your heart. - You don't think so?

- We're closing now. - Yes, thank you.

Stop that.

There's something...

No, I'm married to the world's most beautiful woman who only loves me.

Stop that.

Bye.

Let's go home then.

Are you angry?

What would I be angry about?

Let me think...

who the hell...

...fucks another man on their honeymoon?

Huh, Gerda? who does that?

- And a Swede to boot! - Stop, it's not like that.

That's why we came here, right? You just wanted some Swedish meatballs.

- Was it good? was it, Gerda? - Stop.

You knew he was here, right?

After all these years, should I expect to meet my former lover in Rome?

I said nothing about him being your lover.

Not that it's a huge surprise.

It meant nothing. I was 22 years old.

If it meant nothing, why haven't you told me?

It was ages ago.

He was ten years older. All the girls thought he was wonderful.

I thought he was amazing. I was happy.

You weren't happy.

- You were young. - Yes, I was young!

And he was...

He was cultured.

- And I'm not? - No, you're not.

And that's okay.

But the worst part is that you're proud of it.

- I can't stand it. It makes me so... - Embarrassed.

- Embarrassed, yes. I'm embarrassed. - You're embarrassed.

Well, I've got bad news for you. It won't change.

- Do you know why I'm embarrassed? - I am what I am.

To you, everything's the same, and you don't try.

Whether it's Forum Romanum or the mall.

It's all just an excuse to have a hotdog and make a stupid remark.

Sorry, I can't join in on Michelangelo and Bernino.

- Bernini! - See, I can tell an Italian joke too!

So bring me a Swede to fuck!

- Stop it! - Damn it...

- Kristoffer, what's wrong? - Get away from me.

Does this mean...

...that in all the years we've been together...

- ...you've been thinking of another man? - Of course not.

You're so stupid.

That's why we had to get married so quickly.

- No. - Wed by some social democratic mayor

stinking of booze and Chinese food instead of the big wedding you always raved about.

- God damn it! - Kristoffer...

Did you love me? Don't lie to me. You married me out of guilt.

- What's going on? - Did you love me?

- Is it your heart? Don't you need your pills?

Do you love me?

I don't need those pills.

I have to take a dump.

- Please? - No, it's closed.

Mister, hello?

- Excuse me. Toilet, fast, please. - Go away.

- I'll get a taxi. we're going back. - I'm not going with you.

Can you hold it in? I'll get a taxi.

Find a toilet, god damn it!

Kristoffer, everything's closed.

Move!

Kristoffer...

No! Kristoffer!

My name is Kristoffer.

I went to the toilet in the Trevi Fountain.

Your husband is charged with indecent behavior.

- Indecent exposure. - Let me explain...

And vandalism of a national treasure.

He was very sick.

But he is the sweetest and most gentle man in the world.

It's our 40th wedding anniversary.

Please take that into consideration.

We love Rome.

- It is a strange way to show it. - Yes.

The worst part is that I think she loved him all the time.

- No, no... - Yes, yes.

- Your wife is a little bitch. - Yes, she's a bitch!

You're right. A big, fat Swedish guy who looks like a Christmas tree...

- Excuse me? - Yes.

Can I kill him?

I'll get back to you on that.

- Thank you... - Mr. Kristoffer!

You are free to go. Your wife explained everything.

- What's he saying? - You are free. You can go with our wife.

- Tell her I'll stay. - Yes, go away!

He doesn't want to go with you.

- But did you tell him he can go? - He prefers to stay here. I'm sorry.

- Carbonara! - Carbonara!

- With red wine. - My doctor says I can't have red wine.

- Can I kill your doctor? - Yes!

Kristoffer...

Hi. So, this is where you're at.

You forgot this.

What are you doing here?

You come here and start all this, and then suddenly you're just gone.

Again!

Did you come to Rome to see me?

What do you think?

Yes, what do I think?

What am I supposed to think when you choose our old favorite restaurant?

What am I supposed to think when you even come to see me alone?

When you go home with me? I know what I think.

You and I aren't done.

Didn't you get what you wanted?

Why did you come here?

I've told you. It was a gift from my daughter and...

I really didn't feel like going, but...

when we got here...

...I got curious.

About what?

About seeing what my life could have been.

That's what I'm saying, Gerda. That's what I'm saying.

Sweet, darling you.

It's not too late.

Give me a cigarette.

Excuse me.

- One grappa. - Sure.

- One for everybody. - For everyone?

What? "Tutti" is everybody?

I would like to... I would like to make a toast.

Because I have been married 40 years.

Cheers!

One more round.

If I were to ask you something...

- ...would you promise to tell the truth? - You know I would.

Did you really think I had talent?

Yes, you had.

I was very sad and disappointed to hear that you stopped.

My god, I felt so alive.

And no one could know.

We had no choice. I would have been fired on the spot.

You're misunderstanding. I...

I loved it, it was amazing... I was 22 years old,

in Rome, doing what I loved more than anything.

- I was about to explode with life. - Me too!

And suddenly, I'm back.

I walked down vicolo del Piede yesterday.

What were you doing there?

The illegal abortion... I just went to the apartment.

What?

Why?

Maybe I was hoping the place didn't exist and...

...that it never happened.

But...

It's so long ago.

Why torment yourself with thoughts like that?

You're not the first woman in the world who had an abortion.

Because she ruined me inside.

What do you mean?

Kristoffer and I couldn't have children,

so we adopted Charlotte.

She's the best daughter in the world.

That was the good that came of this.

But Kristoffer's dream of...

...the large family never happened.

I... I had no idea. Why didn't you say anything?

You didn't come to see me.

I lay in that room for days. - You said you didn't want to see me again.

- And then you were just gone. I... - I just wanted to go home.

Home to Kristoffer.

Does Kristoffer know about this?

No, he can never know.

It would ruin him completely, and...

He'd never forgive me.

Can you forgive me?

It's not about you.

Could you leave the cigarettes?

Why are you doing this? I've never done anything to you.

Don't be like that. Come on.

Why are you like this? why?

Come on, be good. Take me home one last time.

- What do you want? - Why don't you get a new one?

She's my companion for 20 years.

They always let you down.

You can try and fix things... hold this. But in the end, they always let you down.

- So... - what are you doing?

Try not to get too attached.

Get rid of her, before she fucks with you.

I can't. Look at her, she's beautiful.

Yeah, but she will ruin your life.

Yes, yes.

- You can spend your entire life on her. - Yes.

Give that to me.

But in the end you will end in prison

with diarrhea and a broken heart.

- What? - Try the ignition.

- What? Are you a mechanic? - I'm a retired postman.

Postman!

Once a postman, always a postman.

Thank you, postman!

You have called Kristoffer. Leave a message, and l'll get...

Let me in!

Let me in. I know you're there!

- Hey! What the hell are you doing? - I think you know.

- Kristoffer, you're drunk. Go to bed. - Shut up!

- Johannes, fuck you! - Be quiet!

- Johannes is a... - Shut up and go!

- Let me in, you damn Swede! - Bitch!

- Then come on in, you damn idiot. - Fuck you!

Asshole!

You damn idiot. You're waking up the whole neighborhood!

- Gerda! - She's not here. what are you doing?

- Stay the hell away from her. - There's nothing going on.

- There was. - Yes, 40 years ago!

- You couldn't keep your hands off her. - Calm down.

Coming here, getting into bed with my wife like some sort of... Karlsson!

- What goddamn Karlsson? - You know who.

- No. - Yes.

- No! - Yes!

- Who the hell is Karlsson? - The kid with the propellor!

- Karlsson-on-the-Roof? - Yes, you're him!

- He didn't sleep with anyone. - How dare you?

- Talk to Gerda. - What's this?

No, no... don't do anything stupid. Kristoffer, don't do anything stupid.

- No! - That was unfortunate.

- That was expensive. - I see.

- No. No! - How about this one?

- Not that one! Put it back! - Is this one expensive too, huh?

Not Goliath! Enough, god damn it!

You want to fight? Damn it.

- Come on! - You...

- Watch it. I'll mess you up. - Get out.

I'll mess you up, you big marriage terrorist!

- Goddamn Bergman. - Enough, god damn it!

Barseb�ck...

- And where were you during the war? - Where the hell were you?

Are you okay?

Listen... 40 years ago I met a woman from Copenhagen.

- Yeah, I'm not stupid. - Shut up.

She got pregnant.

I wanted to keep the baby.

But she didn't. For some stupid reason, she wanted to go home to you.

And then something went wrong.

That's why you couldn't...

Talk to Gerda.

- Gerda was pregnant? - Yes.

Talk to her.

Kristoffer... where are you?

I know.

I know everything.

I always thought...

...that it was my fault we couldn't have kids.

Where are you?

And you... you knew all along.

And l thought...

l thought it was me.

- I didn't know how... - You lied to me.

I was afraid l'd lose you.

Do you remember...

...when we drove to the supermarket?

On my Puch Monza.

Yes.

My god, that was a long time ago.

- Where are you? - It doesn't matter.

It's all a Iie.

One big lie.

Can I have your bag?

Why?

Aren't you about to jump?

No, I'm not.

You seem very sad.

Maybe you should jump.

I'm not jumping anywhere.

Damn.

Then what are you going to do?

I'm going to be a grandmother.

Grandmother? Then what are you doing here?

Hey! Don't touch him! Get away!

Somebody has to save the world.

Why not me? I do it for free.

- Everything okay? - No.

Come with me, my friend.

She lied to me for 40 years.

Miss America?

- Her name is Gerda. - Why?

- I don't know. That's her name. - No, no, no.

Why did she lie to you?

I have no idea.

Yes, you have.

Maybe...

...she was afraid that I would leave her.

So she was right.

- What? - You left her, didn't you?

She carried it around for 40 years, and now you want to leave her,

so she was right.

- Thank you. Goodbye. - Bye and good day.

- Hello. - Hello.

Can I help you?

Yes.

Would you check when the next train for Copenhagen leaves?

Of course.

Are you leaving already?

Yes.

I hope you enjoyed Rome.

To the station, please.

I hate this city.

Maybe, but do you love Miss America?

- Yes. - Have you told her?

Every day.

Do you tell her because you are afraid she will leave you?

Or do you tell her because you love her so much

that you are ready to let her go?

You can't love her and be afraid to lose her all the time.

She'll just end up hating you.

Right now you have to choose what kind of man you want to be.

I see people every day.

Different people with different lives.

Who do you want to be? Look around.

- What the hell? - You want to be this man?

Or do you want to be him?

- What are you doing? - Ma'am, your husband is waiting.

- What the hell are you doing? - Or do you want to be him?

- Do you love your wife? - Yes.

- Do you sing for her? - Yes.

Then sing!

Choose...

...what kind of man you want to be.

Show her that you deserve her.

Don't waste your life.

Win her back.

- Hi, Gregory Peck! - I have to find my wife.

She has checked out.

- What? - She said she was going home.

- When? - Twenty minutes ago.

What's the quickest way to the airport?

No, no, she's taking the train.

No stress, no pollution. She's a smart woman.

- Good. - What about your suitcase?

It's not my suitcase.

And the painting?

What painting?

This one.

Do you have a place where I can change?

The train station is ten streets down to the right.

Thank you so much.

No, that way. That way.

You look amazing.

Bye!

Postman! what are you doing?

I need... I need to catch my wife.

- She's at the train station. - Do you need a lift?

- Is this the way to the train station? - Yes, I know a short cut.

- Fly baby fly! - Sorry!

Short cut is "smutvej" in Danish.

- What does "smutvej" mean? - Just drive.

Yes, drive, drive.

Goodbye.

I love my scooter!

Copenhagen... why the hell doesn't it say Copenhagen?

- The train to Copenhagen? - Don't do that!

Gerda!

Gerda!

- Go ahead. - Thank you.

Gerda!

Why doesn't it say?

- Excuse me. I need to know the train... - Sir, you have to wait in line.

- Just two minutes... - Wait your turn.

Excuse me... Please, I don't... just the train to Copen...

Police! Police!

Gerda?

Gerda?

Gerda?

I don't know if you can hear me.

Have you...

...lost

The golden hope

That you were given

At your christening?

And are you running idle

ln a closed ring?

And have you become

Kristoffer...

Nothing?

Please stop the train! It's my husband.

Then come and dance through the night

What are you doing?

To the tones of a siren song

Yes, let's forget

Forget ourselves

In the merciful hours

From two to five

come and dance

Through the night

To the tones...

...of a siren song

- Damn it! Let go of me! Assholes! - Get him out of here!

You don't interrupt a Gasolin' song!

Yes!

Kristoffer!

Let me go.

- Kristoffer! - Gerda!

- I'm right here. - I thought you left.

- You have my painting. - I thought you left.

- There's so much I want to tell you. - I'm right here.

- Won't you please let him go? - No, he will be taken to the station.

Fuck you!

What has he done this time?

Vomited in The Sistine Chapel?

Peed in Saint Peter's Basilica?

He only broke into the information office.

He's being charged with trespassing and terrorism.

It's my fault.

And it's not terrorism.

It's love.

- Love? - Yes.

He only sings because he loves me.

It sounds like shit.

Yes, I know, and I really do apologize.

Please.

Ma'am...

First of all:

You are not allowed to enter the station.

Second: Try to fix your marriage.

And third:

In doing this, try not to destroy any more of Rome.

Is that clear?

You look great in a suit.

Oh, right.

I have to show you something.

- It's 900 euro. - 900 euro?

Helsinki would have been cheaper.

We have had a good life. Don't you think, Kristoffer?

I don't want to throw that away. I don't want to throw us away.

- Soon we'll be grandparents. - Yeah.

We would never have had Charlotte if not for...

I should have told you.

You're not done with Rome, Gerda.

- Then we can just stay. - No.

You stay. I'm going home.

This is something you need to do alone.

But...

What about you?

I love you.

But I can't...

I don't really know how to do anything without you.

And I need to learn how.

You need to finish this.

Here.

Look at me.

Look at me.