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I grew up with Peter and Laust.

The sun always shined back then -

- and there were only a few shadows.

Didrich was one of them. The Baron's despairing son.

Like Peter and Laust's father he'd come home from war a victor.

He, with wounds on his soul. Father, with one on his leg.

This too wouldn't heal.

I remember this as a time of euphoria

Politicians and the cultural elite.

People felt chosen by God -

- and they basked in an arrogance that shone as bright as the sun.

But dark clouds were gathering, only no one ever saw them.

You windswept Danish strand

Where ancient chieftain's barrow

Strands close to apple orchard

Hop and mallow

'Tis you I love

'Tis you I love

Denmark, my native land

O where does summer strew

Her bed all over

With lovelier flowers

than here by open strand

Father!

Father!

Father!

It was my fault.

If only I had found the right plants -

- then father wouldn't have died.

It wasn't your fault.

It was the German's fault.

No.

Frankenstein! It's the zombie-sitter.

I've got some food for you.

Have you risen from your grave today?

Out drinking all night?

Good morning.

Fuck.

Twelve. You should've been here at 12 o'clock.

It's twenty-three minutes past.

- So? - It's very disrespectful.

Don't waste other people's time.

Did I steal 23 minutes of your precious time?

- Yes. - All the things you could've done.

- Done? - A trip around the world.

The techno rave. Your hair appointment.

The walker sale.

Damn, we're wasting our time, huh!

I need it to be served!

Next, you'll clean the kitchen and the bathroom.

- But you didn't need any help? - Don't take that tone with me.

Says you!

What are you doing in here? Don't touch anything.

- Is that your wife? - My wife?

This? Is this your wife?

She's dead like all the rest.

We're nothing but molecules and light.

Molecules turning into something else.

Sure.

- Did you finish your food? - People used to address me "sir".

"Did you finish your food, sir?"

But a little less will do. Can you manage that, miss?

- How about "Your Grace"? - That would be fine.

- Why did you open the chest? - I was looking for clean linen.

But all I found were books.

One book.

It looks like a journal.

It's handwritten.

Is it the one?

Is that loge's memoirs?

I haven't seen this since

What does it say?

- A lot. It's a thick book. - Please read some for me.

What?

As long as you're here you might as well make yourself useful.

"Ingeborg Ahlefeldt Juul."

"My journey from 1851 to 1939."

"I'm writing this for it to remembered."

But who the reader is, I do not know.

"The summer of 1863."

"Denmark radiates happiness. One country, people, and nation."

"The Danes are confident. A nation in the making."

"Grundtvig and the priests talk about Danes as God's people."

"Everyone has gone mad?"

Times are changing. New thoughts arise.

You are one of us!

- You shoot yourself in the foot. - Tjele.

The Danish border is south of Schleswig.

It's one third of the country.

We're the chosen people. We're not to speak German.

We'll protect the Danes from foreign influences.

What God has divided we're not to unify.

We're not to mingle with Germans or Jews, only Danes.

Yes?

- The new stable boy. - Stable boy?

- His father - Oh, yes.

- What - Laust.

We were

just talking about Laust. The Germans killed his father.

Laust will avenge his father and fight for the Danish kingdom.

Right, Laust? Just nod your head.

Show Laust to the stables.

As far as I know, you die by the enemies' bullets.

You don't just drop dead in a pile of horse manure.

They don't give you medals for that.

There are two types of soldiers.

The ones who survive and the ones who die.

I survived. It's a matter of willpower.

If you want to be the victor or if you're less of a human.

I survived because I wanted to survive.

Your father was a weakling.

The cows need to be milked by 4 AM.

And go to bed by 8 PM.

What do you say?

What do you say?

- What? - What?

- What do you say? - I don't know.

Say "thank you," you little prick.

Denmark as a united kingdom.

Our beloved king is leading the way for the people.

This is our right as a

You don't make any sense. What's wrong with you?

- Do you ever miss him? - Who?

Your husband?

Where he is now, he doesn't care if I miss him.

- But you wear black? - It's expected of me.

I wish

I could control my feelings like you can.

You're the most controlled person that I've ever met.

That's why you're so boring.

Mrs. Heiberg

I have to tell you something.

My father died in an insane asylum.

My sister died in an insane asylum.

My entire family has been in and out of the madhouse.

I've been to the madhouse myself.

Just because of that it doesn't mean that you're insane.

When my mind starts to drift

I can't stop it again.

Strange thoughts enter my mind.

You say that you lack passion.

But passion is like madness.

It drives you insane. It's like being madly in love.

But every artist or person with something on his mind

walk hand in hand with madness.

No passion without madness.

That's why you've lost your spark.

You're afraid of yourself.

- Lie down. - What?

- Lie down on the floor. - Mrs. Heiberg

Come on! Lie down.

Let's exorcise that demon out of you -

- who's been clinging to your soul.

Tell me loud and clear about your ideals.

Speak loud and clear so that everyone understands!

Denmark! Denmark as a united kingdom!

' Speak! ' The king!

- Our beloved king - Leading Leading the way for the people.

Schleswig belongs belongs to Denmark!

We grew up and got older.

And the days passed by. We lived while the hours died.

Old time disappeared and became new time again.

In a small and safe world.

In 1863 it still felt as if the sun had the starring role.

And the clouds only briefly -

- passed by mother Karen's clean washing.

Huge white flags with the promise of a safe haven for her sons.

Hi, Peter. Your mother says you're finished for the day.

Let's go check on the girls. They're down by the creek.

Perhaps they're wading.

- Mom - It's okay.

If we're lucky they're up to their knees in water.

What's that? What?

Are you horny? He thinks you're very beautiful.

What's that? "Just a bunch of young girls?"

You can't be serious. They're beautiful, young ladies.

What? Take off their tops? No, no. I'll be darned.

What? Do they wanna go for a ride'?

Do you wanna go for a ride?

Cool down.

I'll get you back.

- When you least expect it. - I love surprises.

You brute! Giddy up.

Excuse me!

I find work here? My family and I need work.

- What? - My family want work... here.

My son.

Come.

So ...?

Hand."

Muscles, arms. Family. We work.

What's this?

- Where are you from? - From all over.

Can't we find them some work?

Harvest is coming soon.

We don't want them around.

Get moving!

Mint

- Dandelion - Who is she?

Henbane."

Henbane."

Stay there.

Hello.

Don't pick the henbane.

It's poisonous.

Don't use it.

Nicht verwendung.

That damned tooth.

Now Sofia Sofia has some medicine.

- Is it henbane? - Give it to me.

Small doses. Soothes the pain.

Verdammte Zahn.

Hungry?

- You've been to many places. - Yes.

It's a big world, right? Lots to see?

I wanted to travel, but I'm staying here.

The Germans

What are they like?

The Germans are good people.

- And the Austrians? - Good people.

- The French are grumpy, right? - They're good people.

The Italians, the Dutch and the Danes

all good people.

Are there only good people?

People are people.

- I'm Peter. - lgnazio.

My wife, Helena. Djargo, my son.

Sofia, daughter.

Thank you. I was really hungry.

Aren't you gonna eat?

Not today.

The tall mr. Jensen walked down the street

Snildevildevildevildevilde jokumjokumjokum

He met a girl who was looking for some

Snildevildevildevildevilde jokumjokumjokum

"Me and my eye."

You can't say that. Or “me and my leg."

If I lost my leg, then I lost my leg.

The leg didn't lose me.

And the girl was very young

Why isn't my leg just as much me as I am?

She lay down on her back with her cunt in the air

What's in your sack?

- Don't we have to get going? - Shut up.

What's in the sack?

Did you hunt our game? Huh?

What's in the sack, you black bastard?

Here

What's in the sack?

Let's take a look.

Let's see what's in the sack.

Why did you shoot me? Why did I have to die?

Why did I have to die?

Give it a kiss.

Are you stealing from us?

You and your back. Forget about your back.

Your body's merely a product of your imagination.

Read some Hegel. Hegel

Damn it!

Five green peas sat in a green pea pod.

And because everything around them was green -

- they thought the entire world was green.

Isn't that how it is? We live in our little world -

- and know only of cows and hay. lgnazio has seen the world.

Why are you complaining? We have all of this.

- What more do you want? - One day I'm leaving.

- I'm too curious to stay. - Then I'll go with you!

The world is a cake. I want to taste it all.

- What's going on? - The sound comes from the hill.

This type of punishment

- How dare you waste the Baron's... - It's okay.

What?

- Did you flog a gypsy? - Yes.

He shot two of our pheasants?

- They have no food. - Inge!

No. They have nothing.

They only eat what's on the ground.

He's lucky I didn't cut off his hand.

Don't we need some extra help with the harvest?

- Yes. - Let them help then.

They're thieves

- You - His name is lgnazio.

You two

Come here.

Sit down.

- How's your mother? - Fine.

You spend a lot of time with Inge.

She's one tough girl. She has strong opinions.

Perhaps you need to leave for a while.

The army is looking for men.

If you join, I promise to take good care of your mother.

Denmark is in need of young men.

War is not unthinkable.

We also need to contribute.

And you also have a score to settle?

You want to see the world. And to become men, right?

You'll get to see the world. I'm proud of you.

You're the salt of the earth.

Denmark's future.

Our earth ...!

Our earth. Our people.

Do we walk this stretch of land -

- just because we were born here?

No. This is Denmark. And we were born as Danes.

Off this earth. Which God gave us and and

- our our ancestors - Monrad?

- Our ancestors, who cultivated - Monrad!

- What? - It's magnificent.

- It's just what we want. - Come inside.

First we take the Parliament, then we take Schleswig.

Our ancestors, who cultivated this land.

Who created the language. The psalms.

Fields and forest-

- surrounded by the blue water wherein the beech reflects.

The Danish spirit is unique throughout all of Europe.

While other countries killed off their monarchies -

- we offered the people new laws.

A constitution. Let's protect these values -

- that are so unique throughout the entire world.

I'll say this

As we strive to reach the most noble goal of them all -

- to become complete human beings.

Then Denmark too needs to become a complete country.

And that is why Schleswig must become Danish.

Some talk about a war against Germany.

But they've fled once before.

And do not want to experience that humiliation again.

And should war break out-

- we have the support of Sweden, Russia and England.

The Danish enthusiasm is stronger than Dannevirke itself.

And IF war is coming, so let there be war!

In every home and in every house in Denmark -

- mothers, fathers and sons are ready to give their sons lives for Denmark.

As ONE people in ONE united kingdom.

The Kingdom of Denmark.

How was that?

How was it?

Dangerous man.

You dangerous, dangerous man.

One more time.

Did he really say that, this Monrad?

The most influential ideologue in the government.

The Parliament was very enthusiastic.

- Who is this man? - A theologian.

Bishop.

A national liberalist. Romantic, sensitive

Emotional.

The brains behind Denmark's new constitution.

Sensitive? In what way?

As a youth he was admitted to a mental institution.

- Is he insane? - Passionate might be a better word.

They have plans of a new constitution.

That includes Schleswig as part of Denmark.

This is as good as a declaration of war isn't isn't it?

Isn't that the perception?

Even for Denmark's allies?

Are they not aware of that?

The Danish people

are convinced they are right.

Convinced

that they are special. Here he writes

and our loving God bestowed it on us."

He is obviously under the impression that the Danes

The Danes

are God's chosen people.

- Who knows. - Moltke!

Otto.

- The children are going to bed soon. - I'm coming.

The German Confederation.

The German Confederation. The lion is England and France.

France and Denmark. Russia.

How would it be

if we united all of them?

- They would be too many. - And too strong.

Yes. Much stronger than everyone else.

A gigantic army.

- Attack! - Hey, wait. Not so fast!

They are all spread out and each on their own.

How do you know that they could fight side by side?

Do they need training first?

Yes, practice makes perfect.

You practice by engaging a small enemy. And when he is defeated

you are stronger.

Come on, children. Go with Irmgard now.

Wilhelm, Herbert

Moltke.

- Who are you? Denmark or Prussia? - Prussia.

You were educated in Denmark.

You feel like a Dane, so please

What a shame.

- I can't lose you as well. - War is not a certainty.

I'll protect him. Dad did the same thing.

- And he's not here anymore. - Everybody's going. Einar too.

- We want to see the world. - We'll come back.

- Bye, mom. - Bye, mom.

- Bye, mom. Take care. - Take care, mom.

Thanks for everything. It's been great knowing you.

See you maybe. maybe.

- Bye, mom. - Let's go!

When I'm captain, you can polish my boots.

- You're so damn clever. - Yes, I'm the clever one.

You're just the one with the muscles!

- Hey! - Hey!

- Name? - Madsen, Jens Christian.

- Nielsen, Niels. - Nielsen, Simon.

- Jensen. - Cough.

- Approved. - Step forward.

- Name? - Jensen, Anders.

Cough. Approved.

- Jensen, Peter. - Jensen, Laust.

You look kind of weak. And you have a flat foot.

- Better find something else to do. - No. I can't.

I'm not joining without him.

- Cough. - Approved.

- Next. Name? - Nielsen, Einar.

Cough. Approved.

It's the first time someone's ever touched it. And a man?

It was a bit strange, but not as strange as I thought.

Young, healthy, Danish boys!

You're just boys, but soon you'll be men.

Men!

You're now part of the world's greatest army.

The Danish army!

In 1851 we won over those beasts from the south.

But we haven't only been victorious. Let's be fair now.

The Danish army has also suffered defeat.

And just as easy it is to celebrate victory -

- as difficult it is to celebrate defeat.

But the Danish army has managed to do this as well.

We've always managed to celebrate our defeats

risen again and proudly said:

"No one celebrates their defeat as proudly like the Danes."

"The Danish soldier always gets back up

from the ground."

At ease!

Come on!

Yes. Come on.

You're almost there!

Yes!

Greetings, Madam.

What are you doing, Inge?

A dance, young man?

Come here

Friends, the harvest is done. By the grace of God.

The fruit is picked. The tree is shaken.

The final wagonload is in place. We raked the field.

For also the bird and the poor should have a full stomach.

Everyone deserves an applause. Music!

Hello. Come here.

Go on.

Inge!

- My knife. Did you take it? - No.

Go home. I'll go and get it.

Everyone is happy! Everything is great!

Everyone is happy!

Everything is great!

Everyone is happy! And everything is great!

"I was happy, but scared. Of everything."

"Scared of the war and the love Laust and I now shared."

"Which voice within ourselves wins -

- when we do all the things we don't want to do?"

"No one meant to hurt Peter."

"Yet, we let him down."

"Now, they left for the army again -

- and only God knew when I'd see them again."

Are the letters still there?

- Yes. - From Laust and Peter?

Yes.

One had to write each day to survive in those trenches.

In loge's journal and in the letters everything has been written.

How young they were and full of courage.

Unlike the spineless youth of today.

You'd know. I have to go now.

- Already? - Should I come back tomorrow?

No, don't bother.

That's fine.

- Unless - Unless what?

You want to hear the rest of the story, of course.

I can read it to you.

Well, if you insist

See you.