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This is Architect Berggren.

Why hasn't the county done anything?

- I don't care about his money.
- What about his daughter?

- Come on.
- Hjalmar is right downstairs.

Fine. Then let's talk to him.

- We'll tell him everything.
- That'll never happen.

I received a letter from Morten.
They're on their way back.

Morten is her boyfriend, and he's had
to hide for a year because of you.

Could it one day perhaps
be you and me?

You'll speak to the police
if I say yes to Ditmar?

It is of course up to you.

Hi. They're going right in here.
Follow me.

- Jenny?
- Hi, Edith.

- What are you doing here?
- I'm helping out today.

Wait here, Jenny.
Hotel Udsigten have sent Jenny.

- Are we supposed to eat in here?
- Lunch is served outside today.

And if one doesn't
like to eat outside?

- Then in the parlour.
- How nice to be informed.

Isn't it exciting? It's one of the
great moments in any woman's life.

Well, you have
never experienced it, Lydia.

- Isn't that Jenny?
- Hello, Mrs Fjelds�.

- Are you back?
- Just for the engagement today.

- I'm at Hotel Udsigten now.
- Do they serve lunch in the parlour?

- Come.
- We'll get Mrs Andersen.

They are very nice.
They go in the cellar.

- Jenny is in there.
- Oh, she's here? Good.

- It's Jenny.
- Yes, I asked for her.

- She's been here before.
- She married Mads.

- Martha's boyfriend.
- I didn't think of that.

The kitchen will explode.

- So the food has arrived?
- Yes, just now.

Here are the seating arrangements.
Vera and I finished the cards.

- We'll see to it.
- Was that the oysters?

- Yes, they're in the cellar.
- Are they nice?

- Yes, first class.
- And the champagne should be cold.

- The seating arrangements...
- She has it.

- And Ditmar's parents?
- They're in the room from last year.

- Director Skaarup is on the phone.
- He's probably lost.

- Do you know who's in there?
- Yes, Jenny.

- She forgot about Mads.
- We can't change that now.

- There.
- Listen, Martha...

We're getting some help
from Hotel Udsigten. And it's Jenny.

Jenny?

I hope you can work together today.

- Do you think you can do that?
- Yes... Yes.

I'm glad to hear it.

There you are, Jenny.
Welcome. Good, you could come.

- Are you here?
- Yes, why wouldn't I be?

You know everyone.

- Not me. I'm Fie.
- Hi.

Fie has been here all winter.
Will you show Jenny upstairs?

- I know the way.
- Yes, of course.

- Dad... You could knock.
- Ella's father says hello.

They ended up in �lb�k. He asked a
farmer, but didn't understand a word.

- When will they be here?
- In a bit, I'm sure.

- But Ella's not coming, darling.
- Why not?

She couldn't make it back
from Switzerland.

You're kidding me?
I was so excited to see her.

- Her parents are coming.
- Your friends, like all the guests.

I just wanted my best friend.

- Did you find one?
- Yes, in the attic.

- Not a crime novel, is it?
- I hope so.

- I was changing.
- Are you going for a swim?

If you would let me...

Are you going with Ditmar?
Do you want to be alone?

- That doesn't matter.
- But you're getting engaged?

Do you want to come or not?

I heard Dad yell at him
while you were away.

Ditmar?
Why did he do that?

He was angry
about the holiday homes and said-

- that since he put him in charge,
he should do his job.

- Yes, so?
- Maybe dad will like him better now.

- You think that's why he proposed?
- I didn't say that.

- Then what?
- Nothing.

Then you should shut up!

So, today is the big day. I've sent
Miss Malling and the twins away.

So they won't get in the way.

But my husband will be here.

He's very busy in Aalborg
with the new branch-

- but he wouldn't miss your engagement
for anything, he said.

- It wouldn't be the same without him.
- No.

When Otto and I got engaged,
we did it at the yacht club.

His father and grandfather
were honorary members.

It had been cloudy all day,
but then the sun came out.

Otto seized on that and said
that I was the sun in his life.

It was so touching.

And now you'll be the little ray
of sunshine in Count Ditmar's life.

- Miss? Have you heard from Morten?
- Not yet.

- But you wrote to him?
- He'll get it when he comes ashore.

And that Dad wants to speak to him,
so they tell the police the same.

I thought he'd be in Frederikshavn
by now. I hope he got the letter.

Can I pay?

- May I sit?
- Go ahead. I'm leaving.

- Do you know who I am?
- No.

- Ernst Bremer.
- I've heard of you.

No, thank you.

Only in Denmark. Too bad it's
so hard to get in Norway and Sweden.

- I hear you're helping.
- What else have you heard?

That you get the liquor in Germany
and sail it on in smuggling boats.

So, you've heard all that?

I've heard of you, too.

You've been traveling a lot
this past year.

Your captain speaks well of you.

Wouldn't you like to work for me?

- It'll be a good fit.
- Why do you think that?

- You can say no to a drink.
- I don't want the police on my tail.

Haven't they been for the last year?

Someone died and a rich merchant
tried to pin it on you, right?

- It was a misunderstanding.
- A misunderstanding? Sure.

- I have to go.
- You have a little fianc�e waiting?

It was very nice to talk to you.

- We need to get the greens, Fie.
- I was just thinking that.

How nice you look, Jenny.
Here's the menu for tonight.

I can't say this, it's French,
but it's a soup with garden herbs.

Then oysters.
Six on each plate.

Quails with candied potatoes, stewed
lingonberries and celery salad.

But what is this?

Hollowed out tomatoes, turned
over to look like mushrooms-

- on top of cucumber pieces.

- Can you see it?
- I think so.

For dessert, wine jelly,
and marzipan cake for later.

Mrs Madsen did the menu.

Mr Madsen wants
champagne with everything.

- Are the dumplings done, Martha?
- Almost.

- You two can do the quails, then.
- I'll do it on my own.

Then you peel the potatoes, please.

- It's going to end badly.
- We don't know that, Edith.

- But poor Martha.
- And poor Jenny.

- Mads hasn't even given her a ring.
- God, I hadn't seen.

Are you serving lunch now?
It looks delicious.

- Wouldn't you like to sit down?
- No time.

- Would you like a piece, Mr Dupont?
- Yes, please.

- What about dinner, then?
- We wouldn't miss that.

- Wouldn't miss it?
- It's the boss' daughter.

- A day of grief.
- I told you to forget about her.

Mr Undersecretary?

- You're going painting?
- Yes.

Unnecessary question...
Is your wife coming?

- She'll come later.
- Could I perhaps borrow her?

- Borrow?
- That came out all wrong.

You see... I need someone to help me
pick the entertainment for tonight.

For the engagement. Madsen asked,
and I found it hard to turn him down.

An actor's lot, unfortunately.
Your wife has such good taste.

- It would be right to ask her.
- Of course.

I just wanted your permission.
I wouldn't want to overstep the mark.

Hello?

- Is it you?
- Yes, who did you think?

Your father, but he moved.

- Did you get my letter?
- Yes.

You guessed it. Mr Madsen agreed
it was a misunderstanding.

- He saw you coming out of the room.
- So you wrote.

Right.

- When did my dad move?
- A while ago.

- When Mum died?
- Before.

Before?
Even though she was sick?

Mrs Andersen took care of her.
She stayed with us at the end.

You should go to the cemetery.
The grave is so nice.

Right next to your brother.

I have something to show you.

It's never been so nice before.

- Who takes care of it?
- I do.

- You?
- Don't say it like that.

- You know how to do that?
- Why not?

No, Morten... Put me down.

- Do you find me irresistible?
- Yeah...

- Ditmar.
- Yes, of course. You know that.

So kiss me.

- Amanda, someone could see.
- So?

No... I wouldn't like that.

I think we should live
in an apartment by the lakes.

- That could be fun.
- Couldn't it?

But there's the house
in Charlottenlund.

- What house?
- The one your parents are giving us.

- Haven't I said?
- No. You haven't.

Oh, I thought I did.

At Frijsenholm there's your parents,
so I don't want a house next to mine.

It's a bit hard
to turn down your father.

You need to learn how to show
that you're in charge.

- Now what?
- We're going for a swim.

- Now?
- Yes, now.

Come on, Ditmar.

- He's letting you borrow me?
- Yes, I asked nicely.

Helene... I need your help.

I've made a great mistake
in pampering my audience.

I can't just get up and give a speech
like everyone else.

I need to top their expectations,
so I really need you to listen.

- Then let me hear.
- Not here.

No, no, come.

- Edward, if you're trying...
- I'm not. We talked about that.

- I understand your position.
- Thank you.

This winter...
when I stood outside freezing.

Waiting for your husband to leave
for Hellerup Station-

- and you invited me in
with warmth and longing.

- All that is behind us.
- I'm glad we agree.

We do. We do.

I might not quite understand how you
women can just turn it off and on...

Well, we can.
Now, let me hear, or I'm leaving.

Right, right.

It's a little something
from my romantic repertoire.

It tends to please in the provinces.

It's Christian Winther and...

Just his name
makes me think of our winter...

- Edward, stop.
- Right, yes... I'm sorry.

"Oh, she is nice.
She is soft."

"She is small around the waist."

"She is flexible and compliant,
and straight as a reed."

"Her cheek is so soft."

- "And as the rose so warm..."
- Very nice. Go with that.

But there are another two verses.

I think Amanda will really like that.
You did very well.

- It's the same room as last summer.
- We never stayed the night, did we?

No, and I remember why all too well.

- Thank you.
- Should I unpack?

No, thank you.
That's not necessary.

- Did you speak to the merchant?
- Yes, it's all taken care of.

- He'll speak to father later.
- And when might "later" be?

He's receiving the guests.
I'll go say hello as well.

Yes, do that, my boy.

- Would you like to come?
- No, thank you.

They're only having it here because
I said I'd never set foot here again.

I don't think so, Valdemar.
Ditmar and Miss Madsen met here.

Miss Madsen...
Our son engaged to a Miss Madsen.

I like her. And if the merchant
can help us with the matter...

To think that we're dependent
on a boorish merchant...

- Aren't you hot? Take the jacket off.
- I'd rather be hot.

- What is this about a house?
- Have you said hello in the parlour?

- Ditmar's parents are here.
- Mum!

Why have you only spoken to Ditmar?

It was meant to be a surprise. It's
such a nice house. Ditmar agrees.

- When did he see it?
- While we were in Italy.

He and Dad spoke about a house
a month before he proposed?

Ditmar has hoped
you'd say yes for a while.

But of course
you should think about it.

- Hello. Congratulations.
- Hello.

- Why is she not marrying me?
- Ask her father.

- So, do you have good news?
- Yes, I believe so.

Your beliefs are of no interest.
My friends are asking about it-

- and I'm sick of telling them
about these preservation fools.

The conservation board
can only make recommendations.

- Then why has everything stopped?
- For appearances.

Now we just need
the county's approval.

And will that be another six months?
We'd like to get started.

Set up a meeting
with the county governor.

Or better yet... ask him out here.

- A good idea.
- Yes, that you should have had.

Good news, all things considered.

- We should look at the advertisement.
- Whenever you have time.

- Probably not today.
- No, I understand.

You didn't ask
about the boss' daughter...

- Morten is here.
- Really?

- He's over there.
- I'm so happy to hear that.

He thought it better to talk
to Mr Madsen tomorrow.

That's true.

- Miss Madsen asked this morning...
- Couldn't you wait?

- I'll go and change then.
- Yes, do that.

- You need to come, Mrs Andersen.
- Can't you see I'm busy?

- I just asked for the whisk.
- I said it's where it's always been.

- Girls...
- I'm too busy to explain everything.

I'm busy, too.

- Here.
- Thank you.

It looks good, Martha.

And very nice, Jenny. You haven't
lost your touch over there.

- Thank you.
- How's the table coming?

We're on it. I'm just taking this
to Count Valdemar.

Then everyone is doing well.

Any news on when we might have
the privilege of seeing Mr Madsen?

The merchant just went
for a walk with the other guests.

- I see.
- Thank you, Miss.

- Unacceptable.
- We're not the only guests.

We're Ditmar's parents.
It's on purpose.

He hasn't even said hello.

Here. Do you want cake?
It looks delicious.

- I was sewing on a button.
- I thought of another, a better one.

Please sit. A standing audience
always seems on the verge of leaving.

- I am.
- Sit, now.

It's a little piece
by Emil Aarestrup.

It's entitled "For a girlfriend".

"There is magic on your lips."

"There is an abyss in your eyes."

"In the sound of your voice..."

- Sorry.
- Hadn't I locked it?

Apparently not.

I'll just wait.
Just take all the time you need.

Not that getting beautiful
will take you long.

Because you already are,
if I may be so direct.

One of the most beautiful girls
I have seen.

I should go, before I make
a complete fool of myself. Sorry.

- Did I say sorry?
- I think so.

So one can be served? My sister
asked for coffee an hour ago.

- I don't think we received an order.
- Why have you moved the bridge table?

- With so many guests...
- Then how should we play?

We could move it to the dining room
after dinner. How's that?

Lunch in the parlour
and bridge in the dining room?

The spirits only come out
when they feel safe.

They need to feel
the love in the room.

If they feel anger, they'll leave.

But how do you call them out?

You sit together and focus.

Could we try to speak to Mr Andersen?

Do you have something to ask him?

I have something to tell him.

Then give me your hand.

Shut your eyes.

Mr Andersen? If you are here,
please let us know.

Lydia, what are you doing?

We're just trying
to contact Mr Andersen.

- You're scaring the child.
- I asked.

Vera, please go to your room.

Because of your spirit nonsense I've
waited over an hour for my coffee.

Should Mr Andersen serve it?

- Here's the coffee.
- Thank you.

Thank you. How lovely.
So kind of you, Miss.

- Look, Olga. Three kinds of cake.
- Yes...

- You're almost ready?
- Yes.

- Any news of Morten?
- He got here a few hours ago.

- He's here?
- We thought it better to wait.

There's no reason for that.
I'll speak to my father.

- Not today.
- Just hear him out.

- I'll hear it tomorrow.
- Five minutes.

The guests have come all this way
to see you, so it'll be tomorrow.

Morten has been wanted for a year.

- Darling... Stop now.
- No!

You could have talked
to the police a week ago.

But you wanted to talk to him first.
I don't care about the guests.

If you don't speak to him today,
you can tell them I won't come down.

Darling, please...

It's the last time, I promise.

Please sit. Sweet Helene...

God, you're beautiful.
It brings tears to my eyes.

- Edward...
- Right, sorry.

"Your cheek,
an apple blossom red."

"Lean against me, and kiss my mouth."

"Your lips are pleasantly sweet."

"The most delicate touch
is like fire."

"The dark brightness of your eyes."

"I pull your arm around my neck."

"Your bosom close against my heart."

"I hear your most quiet sigh."

"Then I'm not cold in the dew."

"I shiver, blissfully light."

It's Sophus Claussen.

- What do you think?
- Damn it.

I don't have time for this.

- But sweet darling...
- Hurry.

Yes, of course.

Helene?

- So you made it, Frigh.
- Yes.

- When is the dinner?
- 6:30, I believe.

- You look tired.
- Thank you.

- Did you lose the inspiration?
- The motive. Not one cloud.

Then do as Munch. "I do not paint
what I see, but what I saw."

- Paint your inner cloud.
- I'm not that trained.

- It's my first painting.
- Really? Your first painting?

Well, you won't need
to cut your ear off. Van Gogh.

- Oh, right.
- How did he wear glasses?

- Wouldn't they fall down on one side?
- I don't think he wore glasses.

You're right.
His sunflowers are a bit blurry.

- Hjalmar?
- I wanted to see if you were done.

- You were helping Weyse.
- Oh, right. We just finished.

Jenny said: "Move, you tart." And
Martha: "Are you calling me a tart?"

Jenny: "That's exactly what I call
you." Martha: "You're the tart."

- And you didn't stop them?
- I told them they should be ashamed.

- Then they stopped?
- Yes, they knew I was very angry.

You're always in the way!

- What are you doing?
- I can't be in my own kitchen.

- I've just as much right to be here.
- Not to be in the way.

- What happened?
- It was Jenny.

- You walked into me.
- Because you don't make room.

- Mrs Andersen will be back soon.
- I'm not doing it.

Edith, get a bucket, please.

Morten?

- We'll take care of it.
- Thank you.

Come.

- Isn't he wanted?
- It was a misunderstanding.

Mr Madsen
is withdrawing his statement.

- Poor Fie. Imagine not seeing Mads.
- It would be worse on Martha.

Why would it be?
I don't want to see him.

- Then why did you marry him?
- That's not funny, Jenny.

- When you're married to Mads.
- I am not.

- You're not?
- Who told you that?

- Mads.
- He told me he was married to you.

He's not.

Are neither of you married to Mads?

- Then you can be friends.
- And help with the cleaning.

- Morten...
- Fie told me to wait here.

- Of course. Please, sit.
- Thank you.

- So, it'll be today after all.
- Apparently.

It's so nice to have you back.
We missed you.

- Can I get you something?
- No, thank you.

- Thank you for caring for my mother.
- Don't mention it.

- I'm sad I couldn't be there.
- She knew that.

- Is he ready?
- Not quite yet.

Let us get you some coffee and bread.
What do you think, Fie?

Madsen is ready.

Send him in.

In his room, father.

Count Valdemar. Welcome.
Sorry about the wait.

- No trouble.
- Great. Would you like to sit?

Yes...

- A cigar?
- No, thank you.

Well, Ditmar let me
take a look at the estate.

It's quite a mess, isn't it?

May I remind you the disentailment
law of 1919 wasn't my idea?

No, but you've had ten years
to pay your debt to the state.

But I won't hold it against you.
25% of the value is a lot at once.

Many estates were hit hard. Gammel
Estrup had to sell all the contents.

We have a splendid agreement
with the bank.

But Ditmar said you had a suggestion?

Well, with the bank's interest you
won't stay at Frijsenholm for long.

- But perhaps you intend to move?
- Dear God, no.

I didn't think so. Listen.

I have an offer I'm sure you'll find
more favourable than the bank's.

If we couldn't help each other...
Now that we'll be family.

Mrs Fjelds�'s sister asked
if you weren't taking any holiday.

I told her you didn't have time this
year because of the American rates.

She hadn't heard of that. I told her
how important it is to expand now-

- to make it in the competition. They
were both very impressed with you.

- There.
- I've bought a boat, Alice.

A boat? What do you mean?

- A sailing boat. In Aalborg.
- But why?

- I felt like sailing again like...
- Like when we met?

- Yes.
- But you know it makes me sick, Otto.

Then I must sail alone. I need
to think about the choices I've made.

- I don't like you saying that.
- I don't mean you, dear Alice.

- I mean my work.
- Your work?

Your grandfather founded the factory
and you took over after your father.

- You didn't choose anything.
- Exactly.

Everyone else had dress suits sent.
Typical. No one says anything.

But you look lovely tonight. You've
got a bit of colour in your cheeks.

"Flexible and compliant...
And straight as a reed."

- I thought it was very generous.
- Generous?

Do you know what he's asking?
All the contents as security.

Marstrand's portraits
of my grandparents are his now.

In my father's time
he'd have had the cane.

Well, this isn't then.

- Now I get that about Erna.
- From Hotel Klitten?

- They say Mads is going there.
- How is she falling for it?

Typical Erna. She's so naive.

Is he up there now?

It's apparently important
to my daughter that we talk today-

- although we have plenty to do.

She seems quite concerned
about your welfare.

I don't like that.

You're a bad influence, as I see it.

She's getting engaged
and is so easily confused.

So If I should change my statement,
I have one condition.

I need you to stay away.

- From the hotel?
- No, the whole area.

- I live here.
- Not any longer.

My daughter will not run into you
while we're here.

Your lies cost me a year,
and now you have conditions?

Lies? I told the police
exactly what I saw.

Changing my statement
is risky for me.

I don't know what really happened.

It might have been you
who killed Lindberg.

Morten, wait!

- You can't just leave.
- I don't know if he'll call.

- Think about it until tomorrow.
- I grew up here.

- He's not deciding where I live.
- But you'll have to leave.

- You want me to agree to it?
- No.

Come with me.

I can't, Morten.

I can't leave Mrs Andersen.

I've missed you so much.

I'll be back.

Is that you?

Just in time.

Welcome, everyone.

Do come in.

Good, you found it.

- How did it go with, Morten?
- Everything is just perfect.

Go and enjoy your big night, darling.

Please serve the champagne.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- You're up early.
- I haven't slept.

Mr Weyse and the gentlemen
from 11 and 12 just went up.

I sent Otilia and Edith to bed
when Larsen picked up the last ones.

Did Miss Madsen have a good party?

She sure got Count Ditmar
out on the dance floor.

- Did you tell her about Morten?
- No, I didn't have the heart.

You didn't sleep much, did you?
Was it the music?

No...

I had so hoped that it could
go back to normal with Morten.

That he could find peace and stay.

That you two perhaps...

After all that he's been through
his whole life.

He always came here
when he was punished at home.

He and his father had a hard time,
ever since Morten came to them.

Go and get some sleep, Fie.
I have to bake the bread, so...

Was Morten not theirs?

You said they had a hard time
since he came to them.

- Was Morten not theirs?
- Only the older brother drowned.

The child you had to give up,
Mrs Andersen...

- Was that Morten?
- No.

Was that why you came to the hotel?

- To see him?
- Fie!

Was that why
you married Mr Andersen?

Did he know?

Does Morten know?

No, he doesn't.

And his foster parents neither.

And there's no reason
for them to know.

Did you never want to tell him
all these years?

It would have been
so sad for the mother.

She so sincerely cared for Morten.

But she's gone now.

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