WITH YOUR PERMISSION
Good morning. What happened? - Amishap with a door.
Oh, my God! What happened, Jan?
I bumped into a sliding door. Looks worse than it is.
Why does it keep happening to you? - What's that supposed to mean?
It was a doorlast week too. - Yes, a door!
This was a sliding door, Karin. It happens to us active types.
Yourname tag is crooked.
Good morning. Now what?
Sliding door. How about that?
Actually, a funny thing happened. I'm building a tool shed of pinewood -
and I trip in the hood of my parka, that I had taken off for lunch.
Then I smacked my head on the concrete base of the parasol.
I thought that maybe you had some lotion.
Maybe some really great new stuff?
L'll have a look.
It goes 3, 5, 9.
That's how it's always been done. No reason to change it.
Otherwise apply for art school.
It's just rolls. - Zip.
What's the Sweda Line motto? - "Ferries on time".
So what must our employees be? - On time.
Exactly. And what time is that? - 6 a.m.
I had to take my mom to the hospital. She had a seizure again...
...and the doctors' were late.
So that's your excuse?
Wlell, it's not really an excuse.
Anna, Anna, Anna... I'm responsible for feeding the guests on this ship.
Some have to visit family in Lapland, others transfer in Norway-
and some are just eager to get home.
Sorry, but I would be a lousy manager if I didn't dismiss you.
So you're fired. - What...
You can't do that. I hurried as much as I could.
I even took a cab to get here. Look, look...
Anna, sugar from the restaurant?
Now you leave me no choice. Pack up your locker and leave.
I don't have a locker. - Even better. Just leave.
Here we go.
And a shrimp sandwich... That's a no-no.
You can't eat another person's buffet fries.
Then you have to pay fortwo. Company rules.
The one who pays, eats. - Give it a rest.
You want me to give it a rest?! She says she's not very hungry.
I specifically stressed that the shrimp sandwich was teensy weensy.
I gave her a chance, but she chose to ignore it. Yes, maybe it's funny -
but you'll be charged for two buffet meals. Otherwise l'll call the police.
You want that? You want me to call the police? The Swedish police.
Pretty tough customers. - Shut up.
The police it is. Ellen, call the police.
I sincerely apologize.
Thanks.
Wle need to have a serious talk. - You bet.
Come on. Wle sail in five.
Is there a problem?
No, why should there be a problem?
You know I don't want to pry.
Sweda Lines will help you if you have any problems.
I'm really glad to hearit, Eric.
But I have no problems what so ever...
Wlell, minorproblems like everyone else.
But nothing I would bother the management with.
You can't call the police like that. You scare off the customers.
They broke the buffet rule, Eric. - It was a couple of fries.
But where do we draw the line? - Definitely not there.
Try to assess the situation. - I did!
I stressed that the shrimp sandwich was tiny, but the woman ignored me.
She then proceeds to dive into the paying guest's buffet meal.
Okay.
What's the deal with Anna? Why did you fire her?
Anna...?! She's always late.
She says she's been late twice, and only by a few minutes.
She stole things too. - Did she?!
Anna...? - Yes, Anna... stole... stuff.
Sugar...
Produce... Whatever.
And I deeply regret not taking action before, Eric.
But that's my fault entirely. I'm so naive.
I trust people. That's my big flaw.
Is that all?
That's... - Alright.
Hi, Jan. I found an Eight HourCream for you.
An Eight Hour... Oh, wow.
So I just rub it on? - Around the area before you sleep.
Oh... I see. Yes, yes.
I'm going to the opera. You should join me, Sanna.
I don't think so. - Sure you won't come?
No, I have to go home. Have a nice evening.
See you tomorrow. - See you.
They're probably sold out anyway...
I have to close up now. - Right.
Why is "La Boheme" postponed? - They don't have a Mimi.
They don't have a Mimi?!
What about my tickets then? I bought tickets for nine shows.
How should I know.
I have to close up, Jan.
They can't just cancel. - What else could they do?
They shouldn't announce it without a Mimi.
Change your tickets and wait for opening night.
Where have you been?
At work. Did you have a nice day?
Not really. - Why not?
Because a sheep is missing from the manger scene, Jan.
Focus, please! - It must be somewhere.
Very observant. The sheep hasn't left the house.
Did you check underthe couch? - No, actually.
I chose to look in the receiver. That's right. I'm brainless.
Just a housewife without a big position at the "Ferry Empire".
Calm down, Mama Bear... - Do not call me that!
Did I scare you? Sorry, honey.
Sometimes I just feel...
You know? Sometimes it just won't... fit.
Yes, one gets like...
Right...
Why don't I make us a snack and we'll enjoy the evening?
Right, Mama B... Bente?
Quiche Lorraine coming up!
I found the sheep, Bente. Look.
...his carrier case. Suddenly, he slams the brakes.
Abunch of pre-schoolers ran into the street. Flying through the air.
So I got offlightly.
I don't buy it. Look at your nose. No one is that jinxed.
Then we will just have to find the guy on the moped.
I'm going to be frank with you and I want a straight answer.
Go ahead. Shoot. Fire away.
Does Bente hit you?
Excuse me?
Does Bente hit you?
No, no, no...
Does she hit you? - No, of course not.
Of course, we hit rough sea at times.
It's a vast emotional sea, but that's marriage foryou.
I wouldn't interfere but this affects your work.
It can't go on like this.
How often does she beat you?
When she's drunk or...? - No, Bente is not a drinker.
Wlell, maybe... Maybe it happened once.
And that was my fault entirely.
Is that all? - Sit, Jan.
Sometimes the best help is to leave people -
orto get them some help.
Now you're overstepping your boundaries, Eric.
I don't think you're in your right. - Listen to me!
She doesn't hit me. - Seek help, or l'll let you go.
And I will let you go.
What kind of help? I'm not commuting.
Yes, sir?
I said: Yes, sir! - I have to go to the place where...
What? - The place where...
Where...?
My wife and I wrestle a bit.
You what? - We wrestle, you know?
D-49. Down the hall, on your right.
Bastard.
Alf Larsen? - Yup.
Bjorn Villadsen?
Rudy Maglebaek? - Here.
Wlouldn't it be easierto just...? - And Benjamin Shumenlansky?
Not you, either?
What's yourname? - Jan Bundgaard.
Bongo. - No, Bundgaard.
My name is Torben. Today is easy.
Tell us why you are here and what you do.
Please start, Alf.
I beat up my girlfriend and I'm a mechanic.
Alright... Rudy?
I also beat up a woman and I want to make a real effort this time.
I'm a mechanic too. Wle share a garage.
Jan?
Yes...
I... also... beat up a wom... wife.
Are you a mechanic? - Goodness, no.
I manage a gourmet restaurant on a ferry.
Here's my card. Call us if the car acts up.
Terrific. Next step is to tell the group about yourrelationships -
and why you are here. Wlould you care to start, Alf?
I was with Tina for two years.
And I started to poke her a bit after a couple of days.
We're not together anymore. - Rudy?
This broad, I beat up, I met in a bar.
But I've beat up other girls too. It's like, after two weeks I'm...
Yes, enough. Jan?
Bente and I met in Junior High and started going steady.
I was her senior by two years. It's a long time ago.
Wle didn't marry until 1994, when hermother died.
She was so different back then.
Wle were both singers then. Opera.
Bente had an amazing voice.
When did you start striking your wife?
I don't know.
The first time I really smacked her around -
was a couple of years ago.
Alright. Now let's talk about a typical day in your life.
I saw a therapist today. Any salt left?
Why? - Because I'm tense.
Oh...
And what does that cost us? - Nothing.
The ferry covers the expenses.
They have this arrangement.
Oh...
Of course they have an "arrangement".
For their mentally ill members, sure. - Wle're employees.
The ferry's big expense account that us ordinary people pay for.
And you feel you have the time for that?
'Cause I could really use some help around the house.
Keeping house is no small matter.
So you saw a therapist today.
Jesus Christ. - I'm tense, Bente.
My tinnitus has gotten worse. - Pass the potatoes.
It's already helped... - Pass the potatoes!
Sure.
They're not boiled thoroughly. The fork should let go, Jan.
Let's sum things up. It sounds like you feel inferior to Bente.
She works all the time, while you stay at home sewing curtains.
I don't get it. Jan has a job. - Shut up, Rudy.
When she gets home she's not the Bente you fell for, she's a tired Bente.
A Bente who is sick and tired of you lying around on the couch.
An annoyed Bente who had a rough day on the ferry.
Bente doesn't love you anymore. She loved the Jan you used to be.
The Jan from school. The Jan, she dreamt of singing in La Scala with.
The Jan with the meaningful job. - But Jan does have a job!
Rudy, we're on the verge of a breakthrough.
The Jan and the Bente who once vowed to stay togetherforever-
are no more. They are gone.
There is only the Jan and Bente who ruin each other's lives...
...when they come home.
Is Bente working on the ferry now? - One more word and you're gone!
Let's see... I'm at home all day-
and I hate that I can't be the Jan -
that once was that Jan that Bente fell in love with.
And that's why I hit her.
You nailed it! That's why you hit her.
I know that I should get a job, get out of the house and seek help...
Damn it! You have a job! - Bye, Rudy!
But if I were Bente... What should I do?
You should have left yourself long ago.
Bente... - Can I have the rest of the salad?
Yes, or... Yeah.
Bente, I've been thinking about the two of us.
Me too! I was thinking about us. Remember Rome?
I was thinking about Rome today. Rome. Roma!
And the janitor at the Gare du Nord -
who called us Orpheus and Eurydice?
The Gare du Nord is actually in Paris.
Yeah, well. It's so long ago.
It matters to me. Anyway.
It's been so long since we did something together. Don't you think?
And the black rose you gave me for my birthday -
with a little note that said: "To Mama Bear".
You had been all over town to find a black rose -
because black is my favorite color.
Technically, black is not a color. - To me it is.
It's the color of imagination. - Yes, but Bente...
You know that I've always loved you... but...
And I love you, Jan.
More than...
Oh, my God.
It's because I'm too fat. Sorry. - No, Bente.
It's an old chair, that's all. - It because I'm too fat?
No, you're not fat. You're not too fat or too skinny.
You're just right.
You can't call us every time. - I know.
We're very busy. - It won't happen again.
My sincere apologies, ladies. - Wle didn't do it.
I know, and I do apologize.
Thanks.
They walked into the restaurant with a huge cat.
Come on. There was no cat. - Not anymore, there isn't.
It's a severe health violation. - Follow me. Now!
Give it time to take effect. Things don't change overnight.
There is no time. In the old days we could piss in the food -
and throw people over board. Those days are over.
The bridge gives people a choice. You scare off the customers.
It would benefit everyone if you left Bente.
I'm in group therapy. You told me to seek help. And I'm getting it.
It's not helping. - Sure it is.
Stop it, Jan. Leave her. It's destroying you.
The union won't like you forcing me to leave my wife.
I'm doing this for your sake!
If I stuck to the rules I'd have fired you long ago.
I really want to stay on, Eric.
Please, give me more time to make progress in the group.
I need more time. - Leave her, Jan.
I'm just saying that whenever I meet a broad -
I get more and more paranoid the more she says she loves me.
And then I just lose it. Don't you see it's easierto get a hooker?
Ahooker doesn't care if you say "I love you" or"l'll punch you".
Of course, it's extra to beat her up. - Not everywhere, no.
Yes, it is. - No, it isn't.
That's how it is.
Shut the fuck up, Rudy!
You know what I mean, right?
Yes, I think I do.
Once a Swedish writer said, Strindberg...
He said: "Lovers sing for the same reason children whistle in the dark".
All fetuses are female, that's why we have nipples.
One more word and we stop!
You admit that you have commitment issues -
because you know you have a dark side.
I don't have a dark side. It's perfectly normal.
How's that? - If yourwoman is fucking a guy.
It's natural for you to want to beat the shit out ofher.
How can that be normal? - Wake the fuck up, Torben!
If yourwife is banging the hell out of some old, sweaty bastard -
then it's normal for you to want to crack her head open with a hammer.
Eh... okay...
For argument's sake, let's say the impulse is there.
But to act on it is wrong. Put distance between the heart and the hand.
Egyptians thought with their hearts. - That's it!
Why don't you shut the fuck up?!
Read your history. - Shut up.
Open a book. - Shut up.
Letters in alphabetical order. - Whatever.
Wle'll go have a talk with him.
Okay.
Any kids?
Kids?
Yeah, that'll make him pay up.
Tell him, it's with interest.
I don't know. Just interest.
Yup, right-o. Later.
The garage... Wlork, work, work.
It's a dog's life.
So what's with you? Go home and get the wife to blow you.
You bet!
There's time for a beer too.
But you wanted a coke. Rudy is at the vending machine.
What's with you? - It's just a figure of speech.
Is he the guy that fired you, Anna?
What's wrong with you? Her mom is sick, damn it!
Please step over here. Wle need to talk.
Get up! - Do you have a problem with Alan?
Jan. - This doesn't involve you.
Is he hassling you? - Yes.
Fucking vending machine! - This guy wants to kick Jan's ass.
No, no, it's just... - Oh, my God!
That's gonna hurt tomorrow. - Yup, I nailed him good.
You wanna grab his wallet? - Sure.
Oh, no...
Oh, no, Bente. Now what?
What's this Eight Hour Cream doing in the bathroom, huh?
Did you bring someone here?
Did you bring a woman into our house?
Bente, when would I do that?
Are you sneaking your mistresses in the back door?
Admit it. You don't use Eight Hour Cream.
You never did, Jan.
At least show me some respect and admit it.
I promise to forgive you.
Wle all make mistakes, Jan. Right?
Tell it like it is, sweetie.
Come clean, Jan. Come on.
L'll be nice about it, alright?
Just get it out there and we can move on.
You're leaving me.
I know it. I can sense it. That shrink got you started.
You're going to leave me for someone else.
Bente... I can't go on like this.
Do you understand? I just can't.
No, Jan. I'm the one who can't go on like this!
You're never seeing that psycho shrink again!
Here we go.
Bente...
Bente?
It's not really the kinda thing we do. - Nope. And we don't have the time.
Wle have four paint jobs by Friday. - No problem. Just thought I'd ask.
Feel welcome to ask. Anytime.
If you want her life insurance put her in a car wreck.
My uncle sent his wife over a cliff.
That's not it. She has some pension. Probably not much.
Then why do you want herkilled off?
You have to give it serious thought. Killing someone is a big deal.
Eight years behind bars if they nail you.
She is cheating on me.
Wlth anotherman? - Yes, I believe he is.
Un... fucking... believable! - And it's been going on for years.
And last year. And... who knows for how long.
It ends right here, Jan!
9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14.500.
We'll bill you for an exhaust pipe, so there won't be any... you know.
Sounds good. - Go to work, we'll show up at 10.
Then you bury her behind the opera house?
Sure, in the forest behind it. - 'Cause we went there often.
Bente and I, when we were young.
Bente always wanted to sing there one day.
It's her big dream. It's a nice place. Don't you think?
Right-o. How much is the bridge?
Get a one-day round trip. - Are you taking the bridge?
That might be good. Then we don't...
Good thinking, Rudy.
But please...
I don't want her to suffer. If you can avoid it.
There's no time. These have to be red by tomorrow morning.
Go home. Don't worry. See you in group.
Yeah...
Good morning.
I just wanted to say goodbye.
Bye.
He ordered the shish kebab, but it's cold, so he won't pay for it.
You wanna call the cops? - What?!
He ordered the shish kebab, but the oil isn't hot in the morning.
He won't pay for it. - Oh...
Apologize, and give him back his money.
Are you alright? Something wrong?
Yes, no... l'll take care ofit.
Damn it, Bente, you...
You sing like...
You sing like an... an...
An angel. - Fuckin'A! Like a sweet angel.
What are you doing, Bente? Huh?!
And what are you doing here?! - This is Rudy and Alf.
The mechanics who came to look at the car.
Bente, you're singing. - No, I'm not.
Rudy and Alf are really into opera. They love opera. Right?
But you have to... look at the car.
Wlell, you know, everything's going as planned.
She opens the door and... it wasn't as easy as we thought.
Right, Alf? Alf! - Huh?
Not as easy?! It wasn't supposed to be easy.
Now what? Huh?
Wle had a deal. You can't break it. - It's complicated.
Alf, you want to tell him yourself? - No.
I think you should say it. - What? What's wrong?
She is the spitting image of my mother.
It's the nose and the eyes. And her mouth.
It brought out some emotions I haven't felt in a long time.
It's a big mess in there. I have to talk to Torben about it.
Wle can't do it. I loved my mom. She had a hard life.
And my dad beat her up and left her.
See how that stirs things up? - No, I don't.
Wle should talk it through. - Talk is for old folks.
I have betterthings to do than stand here with two mommy-sick babies?
Not here. Not here! - Take it. Sorry about that.
Are you coming in? - You're not going in.
Wle're cooking a wok. - Awhat?
Come on. Wle already shopped for it. - You've been outside?!
Yes, we all went to the supermarket.
Alf is a member, so he gets 4% off. - Yes, I get this check once a year.
They call it the dividend... - Wle don't give a rat's ass.
You think the meat is thawed out? - Just one more song, Bente.
I don't think that's such a good idea.
No, because there's no singing in this house. Wle have an "opera rule".
Right, Bente? We've always had it. So let's not break it.
Hold it, Jan. If Bente wants to sing, she'll sing.
Rudy, let's go into the kitchen. - You just sing if you want to.
You have a great wife, Jan. - Leave now, Alf.
I want you out now. And Rudy is not making a wok.
Don't ever fucking threaten me.
And you better lay off hitting Bente.
You're a sick bastard if you slap her.
You lay a finger on her and you die. Got it?
Now I'm drinking the soup. Do I make myself clear?
Good.
It's appropriate to offer your guest anotherbrewski -
and a re-fill on the peanuts.
Wle sang a lot back then.
Eckelstein, the head of the opera, said -
I was one ofhis most promising pupils.
The opera house in Sweden? - Yes.
We were both accepted into the conservatory.
Jan had a pretty good voice too. You did!
But then we had the fire.
I had cooked pasta for us. I had forgotten to turn off the gas.
Jan came into the kitchen with a lit cigarette.
You chain-smoked then.
Everything blew up. Only the manger scene in there survived it.
The tinnitus in Jan's ears began.
And it was all my fault.
Can't you hear anything? - Sure... I hearjust fine.
Bente always exaggerates.
It comes and goes.
Is it ringing now? - No, not at all.
Just a bit. No problem there.
Why did you stop singing, just because Jan couldn't?
Because of the "opera rule". - Hold it right there, Bente.
What with the "opera rule"? - Jan was devastated by his loss.
And it was kind of implied that if Jan couldn't sing, none of us should.
That's not entirely true, Bente.
You dragged me down with you. - At least I moved on.
I got a job to put food on the table and pay the rent.
Bente, on the other hand, chose to get a depression.
She just quit the academy. - Because you told me to!
You said we were through if I sang. That it was too painful.
So I chose to stay with you, I chose not to pursue my calling.
I thought you were my calling. I thought our love came first.
But I guess I was wrong.
'Cause the minute I left the academy-
Jan rose in the ranks of the Ferry Empire.
Suddenly, there was no time for me.
No loving remark, no loving look.
No "Nice blouse. Is that new?" Nothing!
Only criticism, criticism, criticism, and the ferry.
You took opera away from me and gave me nothing in return.
I could have been somebody, Jan, but you didn't care -
as long as you had your ferry. Your oh-so-precious ferry!
You see what I'm up against every day?
And with this cold-hearted prick. Shame on you, Jan.
I'm so disappointed! - I think you should leave the table.
Take yournegative attitude and leave.
Leave?
This is my house. - Don't you get it?!
Where should I go?
Take your ringing and go to your room. Now!
And leave the wok, pal.
Just a touch.
10 o'clock. Thanks so much.
I really look forward to seeing you too.
Sorry about calling this early.
Yes. Bye-bye. And thanks. Bye.
He wants to see me at 10. - Told you.
They need a Mimi for "La Boheme".
Mimi!
All my clothes needs ironing. - Let me, sweetheart.
What's going on, Bente? Who did you speak too?
Eckelstein! I have an audition in four hours.
What about the "opera rule" then? Then nothing matters.
He's doing it again. Rules are made to be broken.
Alf said a clever thing. That you should never quit your dream.
Agood therapist would have told you -
that lovers shouldn't just whistle in the dark, but really sing through.
Where's my damn makeup?!
Calm down, honey.
L'll just clean up and we'll be off.
Do you have a map?
No, you do it. - Why me?
Why is it always me? Shit.
Anything wrong? - No.
Why are you acting so weird? - It's nothing. Nothing.
It's Bente... she is...
It's totally out of whack at home. - I never got you, man.
You could never control Bente.
Why the fuck don't you punch herlights out?
You're not supposed to hit women. - Give me a break.
Just smack her one and she'll fucking behave.
I don't think so. - You better fucking believe it.
Jorgen knocks me around too. - He hits you?!
Hell yeah, he teaches Driver's Ed. Wle're country folks.
And you take it? - Get real!
Hit first, hit hard. That's marriage.
Everyone knows it. No one says it.
Good evening, Bente. - I made dinner.
How did it go at the opera house?
Let's see, how did it go...
I got the part. I'm playing Mimi.
It's too overwhelming.
Eckelstein said I had to get used to being on stage, but the part is mine.
God looked down and said: "It's yourturn, Bente."
"Others will have to bow. It's Bente's turn now."
Alf came up with that in the car.
Where are Alf and Rudy?
They're not here, when we're having a nice little dinner. Sit down.
Bente, I will only say this once.
You get one chance to obey me orthere will be consequences...
Sorry about this morning. - Get off the suck-up bus!
Because we have rules in this house that we follow.
Otherwise there'll be consequences. - Stop ruining everything!
Sit down and eat!
Obey me right now, Bente!
Pick up the phone and call the opera house -
and say: "Hello, hello, may I speak to Eckelstein?"
And then you say: "Oh, forgive me, Eckelstein."
"I wasn't quite myself. Of course, I can't be a part of your show."
Right this minute, Bente! Do I make myself clear?
Do I make myself clear, I asked!
Or should my fists speak forme? - You're not stopping me. Got it?
Do you realize how happy this makes me? What a big challenge this is?
This is my ferry. It's sailing at full throttle.
And I want to be on board, Jan. You should support me instead.
It's the part of a lifetime.
Wlell, the part is not that big. - You're doing it again!
You're driving me insane! I don't have time foryour deaf ears and...
Do you understand, or are you too deaf to hear anything?
You're hitting me now?
Are you hitting me too?
Are you hitting a woman?
Morning!
Is there a problem, Karin? - No, no.
You should lay off on the pastry.
Just cause it's free you shouldn't overdo it.
You shouldn't abuse company hospitality. Give that some thought.
One friedfish forthe two gentlemen.
Your speak Italian. Well done.
It's a beautiful language. It was made for singing.
With your permission...
Jan, god damn it!
Why the fuck did you tell Karin she was fat?
I didn't. That's a right out lie.
I commented on her need for pastry, but I nevermentioned her figure.
You want some advice? - No, no, not again.
Over here, Jan! - Eric, it's very inconvenient.
Wle have guests from Italy today. - Come here. Now!
Hold yourhorses, please! I did notinsult Karin. She's nuts.
Obesity can affect the brain, Eric.
Jan! This has nothing to do with Karin. You just left yesterday.
Yes, I had a severe migraine.
In my head. That's why the brace is necessary.
I called the clinic. They said you didn't sign up.
I did too! - For wife beaters! You lied to me.
You abused the company trust. - Me? Lie? You misunderstood.
Jan! Come with me. Now!
The boss... Huge temper.
Don't humiliate yourself.
At first you told me this job was temporary. You wanted to sing.
I thought I did, but my ears never got better.
You're the primary reason people take the bridge.
You better stop working for us all together.
Leave, Jan.
Please get off the next time we dock.
Jan!
I didn't know I was in the wrong group.
And I never said Karin was fat.
It's too late. Just go.
Well... I'm off, Bente.
Okay. - I won't be back till late.
L'll be sitting here all night. - I will be really, really late.
Where are you going? - To a huge party on the ferry.
Wlth a live band, dinner, drinks...
For the whole staff. Sorry, no guests allowed.
So I'm gonna have a huge hangover tomorrow.
So I... I'm taking off now. Bye-bye.
Thomas? Try to hold her a bit closer.
Good, good!
I can't concentrate with that guy sitting there.
What guy? - Him.
I'm not doing anything. - Jan!
What are you doing here? - Hello, Eckelstein. Hello, ensemble.
Can I please talk to you, Bente? - Help her up.
Did you hurt yourself, doll? - No, no, I'm fine.
Is anything wrong, Jan? - No, no, just need a word.
What's with you? Please leave. - No, I don't think I will.
He must leave. I can't focus. - So you can't focus!
How will he focus when the theater is packed?
From now on the doors must stay locked.
It's hard enough for Bente as it is.
Just a word outside. - No!
Is that your final answer? - Go away.
Can't you see how embarrassing this is?
You don't belong here.
Such a negative atmosphere. Is it this bad every day?
I'm off again. Just one thing: It doesn't sound very good.
Get out!
He's leaving.
Hi, honey. Are you still up? - Of course, I am.
Why are you this late? - Eckelstein won't let up.
16 hours of rehearsal. I'm beat.
He is wearing me out. L'll lose my voice before opening night.
And you showing up, doesn't help.
And Rudy and Alf... Eckelstein only hired them because I asked him to.
Alf took a swing at a singer today. - Alf this and Alf that.
I'm sick of hearing about Alf.
If it hadn't been for me you wouldn't know Alf and Rudy.
How's that? - You'd like to know, huh?
But you know what? You neverwill. And you know why?
Because l'll nevertell you.
Okay. I'm too tired to argue.
I'm leaving anyway.
Right now.
And I'm going to a release party for a new album.
In the middle of the night? - That's how it's done now.
But of course you wouldn't know. You live in the past.
Dinosaur Bente.
But seriously, Bente. It was evident today when I heard your voice.
It wasn't what it used to be. Unfortunately.
Wlell, see you.
Jan?
I've been thinking.
I think it might be a good idea forus...
To what...?
I don't think we're good for each other.
I have absolutely notime for this. No time at all.
And by the way I have a major bone to pick with you. Tomorrow.
No, let's do it now. We might as well.
I think we should take a break from each other.
You think so too? - Hear me out!
Wle might not be as good for each other as you might think.
I feel like my wings are clipped.
Honestly, I think we should make a clean break now.
And get a divorce.
No, I can't deal with your crying and clinging to me.
That's why I wanted to wait till tomorrow.
Because I'm moving out tomorrow...
...to my new house.
You have a new house? - You bet I do.
I always did... As security... a back-up.
And there's this girl from the ferry that you'll have to meet one day.
She's had the hots for me for a while now.
Really?
Seeing as we're laying our cards on the table.
There are other fish in the sea, Bente.
Tall as well as short.
So that's... so good-bye...
Good-bye.
Let's see... I better grab my things.
Things...
Jan! You're here.
Suddenly, I popped up.
Did you want something? - Or the question is what we want.
For you.
They don't allow romantic ties between employees-
but my dismissal allows for new options.
I don't understand. - I know.
I know I've seemed cold and distant due to my position.
But don't worry, I still felt this...
Ooh, huh?
So I think we should stop beating around the bush -
because we both know what's going on. Right, Sanna?
And l'll be happy to make the first move -
by taking you out to dinner with the best of everything.
There it is.
Jan, I...
There will never be anything between us. Never ever.
You have always been a little crazy -
but it seems to be worse.
You need help.
How much are those eyeliners?
Huh? - 14.50.
Let's see... I'd like a thousand of them.
Please put a thousand eyeliners in a bag. Right now.
That's the least you can do.
Ask for Danish or Swedish currency. In this case it's Danish.
Take the money, put it in the register and hand them the change.
When that's done, press the button and let them through.
I got it. Thanks.
Swedish currency. Press button.
Hello. Oh, you're from Sweden. You have Swedish currency.
Jan! - What are you doing here?
I could ask you the same thing.
Wle have a rehearsal. Opening night is in two days.
Do you work here?
Don't hold up traffic. - Wle need a round trip.
You have a coffee machine, radio and everything in there.
That's 1,685. - What!
One thousand six hundred and eighty five.
Why that much? It's usually 470.
That was then, this is now, Alf.
Your van is over 18 feet. That makes it a heavy vehicle.
1,685, or turn the vehicle around. - Please, Jan.
It's not 18 feet. - Please turn around. You're blocking.
It is kinda big. - Then we'll turn around!
It's not that big! Jerk!
Jan... What are you doing here?
Eckelstein...
You have to let Bente go. - Why?
She can't take the pressure. It's too much. You're wearing her out.
It's too much. - Her voice is out of this world.
Come on, it's not that great. - Yes, it is.
And you know it. - Then nothing matters.
Then I could be in it too. - No, no, no.
Why not? - Imagine you being an opera star.
How much do you weigh? 90 pounds? Forget it.
You neverhad..."it".
I should think I did, before my ears went bad.
I saw the accident as a gift. You didn't have to waste more time -
pursuing a dream that would never come true.
You have been living in a dream world. It's time to move on.
Or let at least Bente move on.
The things you dream of in life, Jan...
...don't always match your abilities.
People aren't allowed out here. - I know.
I just wanted to say hi.
Opening night is tonight. - I really don't have time for that.
I want you to have this. I'd really like you to come.
I'm nervous. I have never sung in front of an audience without you there.
I'm in charge of a bridge. I can't just run off.
Why are you walking around out here?
Rudy and Alf are going through there. It's cheaper.
You're too expensive. - Yes, I am, Bente.
Then have a nice evening.
Yeah, you too.
Hello! Open the door!
Quiet! You're too late. They're almost finished.
Please open the door.
You know the rules, Jan. Once they start I can't let you in.
Can't you break the rules just this once?
You don't break the rules, Jan.
No. - No. Off you go.
Yes, you can break the rules.
I have to see Bente. She has waited her whole life to sing.
You have to let me in, just this once.
Alright, just this once. There's a seat center balcony.
Be very quiet or l'll kill you.
Quiet... kill you.
I need some air.
The lady needs some air. The lady needs some air.
I need my coat.
"For my beloved Mama Bear"
You came! - Of course, I did.
I couldn't find you anywhere.
I'm sorry.
I love you.
I love you too.
My darling Bente.
Let's go.