MONOPOLY
Mads Andersen-Skjern has opened a store in sleepy Korsbæk in 1929.
He's a widower and father of Daniel.
He gets together with lngeborg, the pig dealer's daughter.
She is divorced from a convicted fraudster.
Mads prices out the Ladies Store, ineptly run by Albert Andersen, -
- who inherited the business.
Arnesen is in trouble, even though Mr. Schwann invests his savings.
His marriage to Vicki is no picnic either.
Arnesen's friend, the influential bank manager Varnæs, -
- can't help him anymore.
Business is booming for Mads, also the money-lending in the back room.
He calls in his brother Kristen to help with the finances.
At a concert, Kristen meets Elisabeth, -
- sister of Maude, the wife of Mr. Varnæs.
Elisabeth, who is recovering from a failed engagement, -
- falls in love and tells her family that they want to get married.
Varnæs won't let her marry into the family who ruined Arnesen -
- and is now encroaching on the bank's business.
When this suspicion is confirmed, Elisabeth gives up.
She travels to Salzburg with Dr. Hansen and Colonel Hachel.
The Varnæs family is relieved, but finds out hours later -
- that another scandal is afoot.
The bank manager's brother has a mistress.
ONE MAN'S LOSS -
- Korsbæk is still the same, l guess. - Well, something has happened.
Andersen-Skjern bought the premises next door.
His business is booming.
Tell the carpenter that he can go right in.
Kristen, where are the papers from the farm?
What?
On the top shelf.
Welcome home.
Elisabeth! You look well. Don't you agree, Hans Christian?
- Elisabeth has always looked well. - I got a doll!
- I got a steam engine! - Not one of those exploding things?
- Yes, and eating these will kill you. - Crayons! Oh, Elisabeth.
- Heinrich Schlussnuss ... - Sings Schubert.
Hans Christian, the children make enough noise, don't you think?
- I'm so glad you're back home. - Thank you for the blouses.
- Look at my new steam engine! - How nice.
- Well, how was it? - Lovely. It's spring in Vienna.
And I'll bet you have returned as a piano virtuoso.
l didn't learn to play that much better. I'll never be another Brailovsky.
- But l learned to teach what l know. - Then you can keep Regitze at it.
- Everything is the same here. - Well, if Elisabeth looks outside ...
Must we talk about that now? I had your room redecorated.
I hope you like the wallpaper. I chose it myself.
That was nice of you, Maude. It's really too much.
You can go down and play now. Just put on some warm clothes.
- Are you coming, Aunt Elisabeth? - No, Aunt Elisabeth may come later.
Well. Elisabeth, l hope the whole affair has been forgotten, -
- now you've had time to think.
Yes, l've had time to think things over.
That's why l've decided to move.
Move? Where to?
To an apartment, on my own. Don't worry, Maude, all on my own.
But how will you manage in an apartment all alone?
- Like other people. l'll work. - Work?
Then you might as well work here.
- I'm thinking of teaching. - Are you going to be a piano tutor?
- It's called music teacher nowadays. - Well I'll be!
Is that all you have to say?
- Elisabeth has lived here for years. - Too many, Maude.
- Elisabeth is a free person. - What about the children?
- They'll grow up. They can visit me. - What about the house?
Agnes and Laura have been so slack. We had to get extra help.
A cleaning woman from the bank. I could smell her all over the house.
- Stop it. - I tell you, she was sweating.
So would you if you had to do the stairs.
- Most certainly not. - You could try.
Do you really find this amusing?
Elisabeth has just told us she doesn't want to live here any more.
What do you think it will be like, living alone in a small apartment?
- That's what l have to find out. - You can always come back.
If you ...
- Mads? Can this be right? - This is the last time.
- Better add it up once more. - This is your third pot of coffee.
- Can't Gudrun serve the coffee? - We've been washing.
Gudrun has twice as much to do. She needs a good night's sleep.
You have twice as much to do, too.
- I get my share in the profit. - Have a cup with us.
- I can't stand any more coffee. - Stay in bed as long as you can.
That'll be till 7 o'clock.
She thinks the shop can't manage without her.
- I have an appointment at nine. - I can do it for you.
No. For once that's impossible. It's with a gentleman.
- Who? - Wouldn't you like to know.
Mads, you pray to God. l hope you thank Him for Ingeborg.
- l wouldn't be much without her. - That's exactly what I was thinking.
What about you? l saw Miss Friis today.
- Yes ... - Have you spoken to her?
There must be others who are less complicated.
Elisabeth isn't complicated at all ...
Her family is complicated. They don't understand people like us.
- They're frightened of us. - With good reason, perhaps.
- But it's their own fault. - Because they wouldn't help you?
No, because they haven't learned to move with the times.
- You said they were at the colonel's. - Yes, but Laura's asleep.
- There are no lights on. Agnes ... - I don't really know.
- But it's going to be us, right? - Only if we were engaged.
But we are, aren't we?
- Do you really mean that? - Of course.
- Can we tell my mom on Sunday? - Yes. But come in first.
We're properly engaged now. Can l tell sir and madam?
- And Miss Friis? - We'll talk about that.
- And the rings ... - Ouch! Damn!
What are you doing, Agnes? Have you got a man in there?
- It's Laura. You'd better go. - Yes, yes. Where are my shoes?
Here.
- Why is the colonel's food so bad? - He uses servicemen in the kitchen.
- Can you smell something? - Laura's liver paté.
- And the grouse were overcooked. - Undercooked.
- Aunt Møhge's dentures got stuck. - Why wouldn't Elisabeth come home?
- Maybe she was enjoying herself. - There is a smell here.
I can't smell anything.
And your brother dancing with Vicki. I'm beginning to understand Minna.
My feet are two sizes bigger after such a night.
- The colonel dances on your toes. - Then take your shoes off.
Put your feet up like you used to in the old days in the apartment.
- It was nice, especially the kitchen. - It's nice here, too.
- I almost envy Laura. - There you are.
We'll tell Laura and Agnes they can be in the dining room, we'll eat here.
This place does smell of tobacco.
You can tell l'm an old boyscout.
- This is delicious. - Should I have another one?
When I think of how you ate on our first date. lt was very fetching.
That was before l had the children.
Or would you like someone who looked like Mrs. Holm?
- She had dessert three times. - Dessert?
- He could shoot it at the enemy. - The tablecloths are the worst.
- He should replace those old things. - Washed and ironed by the Army.
His daughter is married to the leading draper of this town.
- The leading draper, you say? - What about it?
I'm afraid Albert will fold.
You must be joking. He got some capital by selling the cottage, -
- and that time when the little man, what's his name ...
- Schwann. - That's it. When he inherited.
Our farmhand used to say:
''Pissing in your pants keeps you warm for a while.''
- The frost has started for Albert. - Then you must help poor Albert.
I'm afraid poor Albert has wasted every opportunity. lt's too late.
- But the bank, Hans Christian ... - The bank daren't do any more.
- I'm sorry, darling. - I thought everything was fine.
Like in the old days.
I want to sit in the front!
Did you see that car? You said we'd get one when you sold the old one.
We don't need a car, we've just sold the cottage. And walking is healthy.
Walking is dull, especially in Korsbæk. lt's like a prison yard.
- l don't like to drive. - I know. So do you know what?
- No. What, darling? - I've started taking driving lessons.
- It's my day off. l have to go at 12. - I can't rush the vicar for your sake.
You could do with a word. Where are you going?
- To my mother's. - Are you?
Yes. And since you ask: I'm going to introduce my fiancé.
Her heart was virtuous, her manner gentle
red as a rose, white as a lily
- You said you had the day off. - The substitute didn't turn up.
- But we're going to my mother's. - Oh, right. Maybe some other time.
Drink?
Two eyes she had so blue like the sky she sorrowfully saw
Sit down on the floor. Put your feet under something heavy.
Feet together, bend your knees, hands on the floor, back straight.
Lie down, breathing in deeply.
And sit up, back straight. Bend forwards, taking a deep breath.
Keep that rhythm. Remember:
Each movement must go one millimeter further.
lt's the last millimeter that counts.
Do not be indolent. The result of people's indolence is -
- that they become lazy, which is a great danger to our health.
Bad health is lurking.
Get going now. Bend and stretch the bad fluids out of your muscles -
- for more freshness and well-being. Feet apart, stretch out your arms, -
- and bend your knees without lifting your heels.
Stretch your legs and straighten up. Repeat this exercise.
Practise thoroughly and make sure you get every detail correctly.
Remember to do your exercises every day, because only daily ...
You're going to be a father.
What a way to say it.
I've always wanted to knock that radio gymnast out.
If he could see you now.
- Thank you, Ingeborg. - Not at all.
- Are you quite sure? - That appointment l had.
- It was with Dr. Hansen. - Now we'll have to take care of you.
- As of today. - That's a terrible thought.
lt's not for seven months yet. Daniel, Ellen, hurry up.
You too, unless you want to go to the shop like that.
- Is that for the dog? - No, he won't eat smoked meat.
- May l? - Help yourself.
- Aren't you going home to eat? - Not until 7:15. Pork bones.
- He's a bottomless pit. - It's a hell of a mess.
- In Germany. - What's that got to do with us?
It may well have quite a lot to do with us. Even with you, Mr. Boldt.
I'm not lazy or long-nosed or a Bolshevik. So nobody's after me.
- Red's got Hitler panic. - No one takes that runt seriously.
- In the long run, l mean. - That's the point.
- Take the upper middle-class ... - Now you mention it, Lauritz Jensen.
Do you know that Albert Arnesen is about to go bankrupt?
Varnæs will help him.
I have it from a reliable source. The bank won't pay any more.
- What source is that? - A girl, no doubt.
- You haven't heard it at the bank. - Not directly, no.
- Boldt probably imagines things. - Well, it looks like ...
You're making a mountain out of a molehill. l've got customers.
The next round is on me, Boldt. Have one yourself. Come, Quick.
May l show the gentleman a spring suit? lt's wide lapels this year.
- You can show me my son-in-law. - The management is in there.
So this is where you loaf about. And you, still heartbroken?
She's moved into an apartment. Why are you kicking your father?
- I'm to be treated like a rotten egg. - What's the matter?
I thought it's time we raised some capital.
- Mads does that day and night. - I can disprove that.
- Capital, you say. What for? - Arnesen's going bankrupt.
I've got it straight from the horse's mouth.
- The bank has refused him money. - About time too.
- That's awful. l mean for them. - Yes. But not for us.
No, but ...
I'm thinking of that little head assistant who invested all his money.
And the others. Those poor people.
That's all her reading. But you forgot to read about free trade.
There's a lot you've forgotten to read about, too!
I understand you. But what are you going to do about it?
- l'm just not going to gloat! - It's good for Ellen and Daniel.
- And the little baby brother. - Who is that?
- You're going to be a grandfather. - So that's why she's so strange.
Is it true?
- They ran off with the pastry dough. - Well, catch them, then.
Come here, you little pests! Ulrik and Regitze, give it back.
What they didn't eat they smeared all over the furniture. Think of madam.
You'll have to make a new dough before you clean up.
I'm tired and l feel sick at the sight of all those cookies.
So you feel sick?
Just like the time l went into the kitchen before my confirmation.
I heard how you were reconfirmed the other night.
- When you had him in your room. - That's several days ago.
Yes, but it starts now. The sickness.
You don't know about this? When my sister expected her first child, -
- she started throwing up the first week.
And it didn't stop until one week before the birth.
- He said it was safe. - They always say that.
- Make sure that he marries you. - He won't even come to my mom's.
Then go to the Chief Constable, so he can pay ...
- The Chief Constable? - It's not him, is it? If only.
l wonder what madam will say.
- I'm going to be dismissed. - You can always work at a farm.
- Milking, cleaning the stables. - I'd like to work at the post office.
- Not with a bastard you won't. - Isn't there anything l can do?
Be thankful that it's not like when I was a child.
Girls drowned themselves then. One girl slept with a gamekeeper.
She kept it a secret until the baby was born. She had it clandestinely.
That's when no one sees it or knows about it. And then ...
Well, l'll say no more.
I'm sorry, Mr. Schwann, l can't deliver until you've paid the previous lots.
Other houses have a more elegant assortment and a politer manner.
It's purely routine. As l said, we expect payment within three days.
- Otherwise we'll have to take steps. - That's unheard of!
- Any problems? - Jørgensen from Kranov & Nielsen.
He maintains that they only deliver for cash and talks about debts.
Understandable, sir. You can expect payment tomorrow.
I'm on my way to a meeting with my bank -
- about the reorganization of the finances of my business.
Well, goodbye.
Mr. Arnesen has been asking for this meeting for a long time.
- It's about time. - Yes, Miss Jørgensen.
Old friendships never rust. I knew we could rely on Mr. Varnæs.
So you see, it's only a matter of short term difficulties.
Of course. Things go up and down. That's life. Cheers.
The bank has problems, too. We must be realistic.
Mustn't we all?
You know there's no one who would rather ... But I'm not alone.
- Does that mean you won't ...? - I can't go against the board.
You mean you can't deal with those old misers?
Those men are close to both of us. Your Uncle Henry, for example.
They're responsible for our survival. We can't grant such a big loan -
- without some reasonable collateral. And you don't have that.
The rate of Sterling is ... 18.19<84>9.
And the dollar is 373.25. Did you say Swedish kroner, Master of the Hunt?
It's 98. Certainly. I'll do that. With pleasure.
The same to you, sir.
You'll be all right. Promise me you won't take it personally.
- Goodbye, Hans Christian. - My regards to the lovely Vicki.
Might one ask how business went at the bank?
- Satisfactorily, I presume? - Extremely.
- I never doubted that. - I'll just go and lie down.
- Are you leaving? - Albert!
Have you forgotten what day it is? I'm going to take my driving test.
Sit down, I have to talk to you. It's important.
Isn't it important that l get my driving license?
Albert, wake up.
You've got ashes on your suit and you smell of bad sherry.
Sit down all the same. Do you remember when my mother died ..?
Oh, there's Erhard. The driving instructor.
I'm off. Can't you understand that you can wait?
The examiner can't, it'll just make him grumpy.
- Dear me, it's the big bad wolf. - Drive.
Thanks.
- Is my husband in the office? - No, he's upstairs.
- l passed. - Congratulations.
- So we'll probably get a new car. - Did my husband say that?
No, but Mr. Arnesen went to the bank today and we're waiting to hear ...
Miss Jørgensen, a customer.
- Yes, madam? - I want to look at a collar ...
He's dead! He's lying there dead.
- You saw it. What did he die of? - They didn't say directly.
But l think it was gas. This didn't happen in the old days.
- Could you smell anything? - No. Well, come to think of it ...
But everything happened at once. The screams, Miss Jørgensen fainting.
- The tall, self-important one? - Bang! Down she went.
The ambulance came, and Dr. Hansen, and a crowd.
Madam's in bed, crying. And Mr. Varnæs doesn't want food.
- Is it you? Where's Maude? - ln bed.
- Have you eaten? - No. And I don't want anything.
- Sorry about the mess. - That's all right.
Let me have that. Sit down.
- Have you heard? - Yes, it's terrible.
- It's my fault, Elisabeth. - It was not your fault.
Let's face the facts. Albert was impossible as a draper, -
- he lived beyond his means, and he was a lazy snob.
Maybe l shouldn't have said that, but he's dead. Don't blame yourself.
He'd probably have managed if he hadn't had a cynical competitor.
Why not say things as they are? A clever competitor.
You're bound to see it that way.
You will have a pick-me-up, won't you?
Just sitting here makes it all a little less unbearable.
What a thing to say. You can't blame yourself.
You can't bring Albert back. You should think of your own family.
If only l could stand that ...
- What do you mean? - Who can l talk to now?
Maude just goes to bed, and the children miss you.
Elisabeth, I beg you to come back. I can't take it any more.
You don't know what you're saying, get up. You're upset.
- I'm sorry. I'll go now. - No, you're staying here. Sit down.
We'll talk like we used to do in the kitchen after a party.
- And Maude had gone to bed. - She's always missed all the fun.
Do you remember she fell ill when we went sailing with the Møhges?
You ran aground and had to carry Mrs. Møhge ashore.
- She kept screaming for Fernando. - She wasn't so old then.
No, only about 88. Maude had just had Ulrik.
- You wore a pale blue dress. - l don't remember that.
But you had wet trousers ... Perhaps it's Maude.
No. She doesn't know I'm here.
- You? - Congratulations on your new flat.
Bread and salt, a Russian custom. And more commonplace: A bottle.
- And flowers ... - I've got a visitor.
How do you do.
I'm leaving. l don't think there's anything to celebrate right now.
- Goodbye, Elisabeth. - Let me ...
Give my love to the children and tell Maude I'll come over soon.
- I thought you'd jumped out. - To hit your brother-in-law? No.
You won't get rid of me so easily. What do you think this is?
- Piano music? - Correct. And what else?
- Chopin? - No, it's Danish.
Carl Nielsen, then. Well, l give up.
Just listen to this.
What on earth is that? l thought you said Danish.
Leo Mathiesen. It's called 'Wild Cow'.
A wild cow. You couldn't have given me a nicer memento of yourself.
No, not the way l put my foot in it.
Ready to take over the estate? I hope you sleep well at night.
Because I don't. l can't stand to see people being ruined.
- Neither of us can. - You're managing quite well.
- Like a master of life and death. - There's only one who can do that.
If you're thinking of Him up there, spare me your piety. You're a devil!
- Haven't you trod on me? - I'm not ruthless with others.
Because you can afford not to be. Thanks to your ancestors.
Your grandfather, who founded the bank, was a tough customer, too.
- That's just the way it is. - We have no more to discuss.
Mr. Varnæs?
Further down. That's it.
She may be a colonel's daugher, but her manners were always criticizable.
He should have married Miss Jørgensen instead.
- Old Mrs. Arnesen wouldn't approve. - The cookies were too hard.
- Who died? - Albert Arnesen, Mother.
- Was he that old? How did he die? - No one talks about that. Odd.
Mrs. Mortensen's gardener said that he shot himself -
- with one of the colonel's army pistols.
Several people thought they heard a bang.
You can go home.
And tell your anxious husband that everything's going normally.
And the other matter ... don't think about it. There's nothing you can do.
- Not now. But they're so close to us. - Of course.
Dr. Hansen? You know those people.
- How did it happen? - How it happened ...
- There are so many stories. - Yes, there's plenty of choice.
- But how ..? - His heart stopped.
- That's how everybody dies. - Yes, in the end.
We could've used more black dresses, but l draped 5 yards of gauze.
Mrs. Arnesen, l hope the two black dresses fitted. Otherwise ...
- Yes, thank you. - Would you like to see our display?
I thought if I could help ... There's only two of you now.
- I don't think so. - What would our customers think?
Madam has never worked in the shop.
- Yes? - I'd like to speak to Mrs. Arnesen.
- I hope you believe me. I'm so sorry. - Really?
You have no reason to like us, but l've seen you so often.
- And I like you. - Me? Why?
Because you were always in such a good mood.
Even though you've been with older people ...
Do you mean that? I've been cruel sometimes, too.
There's a lot l regret now.
- We all do things we regret. - This town ...
Yes?
You have to go. Get out! Get out, now!
You've just come from over there! I hate you all!
Rely on me, Victoria. lf l have to draw my sword, -
- no more hussies will enter this house.
- I've called Dr. Hansen. - I'm not sick, Father. l'm just fed up.
You'll just have to get through your widowhood. Then life starts afresh.
Albert must have left you something?
- Everything was spent downstairs. - But there must be something?
No, I'll have to live off my inheritance from Mother.
From your mother? The swindler!
- Who? - Albert! He made me do it last year.
l put your mother's money into the Ladies' Store.
That scoundrel has squandered 40,000 kroner of my money!
- Why didn't you talk to me about it? - Because you're a woman!
And you were married to him. I need a drink!
The doctor's here. Who's the patient?
- Why didn't you come? We must talk. - I'm busy.
You had the day off yesterday.
I'll wait in here.
- What's wrong? Did they see me? - It's much worse, Boldt.
- Have they sacked you? - You'll have to marry me.
- Me? - I'm going to have a baby.
- Not mine. - Whose then? You're the first ever ...
What about the bank manager?
Mr. Varnæs? l don't think he does that sort of thing.
What about his brother? He's not squeamish.
- You know you're the only one. - That trick doesn't work with me.
- Yes, sir? - A beer, please.
- I had no idea he was like that. - Really?
- What can l do? - Dry your eyes, go to the doctor.
To the doctor? What if he asks all sorts of questions?
You haven't broken the law.
And a child isn't the worst thing you can get, is it?
Come on.
I had to deliver something. Come on, we're going to the doctor.
- Mr. Schwann? - I have everything I need, thank you.
The manager would like to settle your account weekly. Today, that is.
- We usually settle it by the month. - It's the misfortune of the times, sir.
Thank you. Bring me my bill and give my regards to the manager.
Tell him l shall no longer be having my dinner in his establishment.
Goodbye. Regards to the family.
Today's last patient. You were here the other day with your boyfriend.
- Yes, and now what? - You can relax and go back home.
- But what about ..? - Sorry, there was no result this time.
- What? - The test was negative.
- You're not going to have a baby. - But Laura said ...
Thanks, Doctor Hansen.
Thank Providence instead. And drop by one day with your boyfriend.
- There's nothing wrong with him. - I could tell you how to ...
We can start with the birds and the bees.
- Thanks. - You're welcome. Goodbye.
What the devil's that, Boldt? Have you been in a dog fight?
He looks like a pig that's stuck its snout too far out.
- Are you sure it was the snout? - Eat your food, Fatty.
- Boldt, you have customers. - Where?
- Mr. Schwann, nice to see you back. - Thank you, Mr. Larsen.
- Hello. - Hello, Doctor.
Have a seat.
Yes, it hurts.
Now we just want the last bit. One, two, three ...
It hurts almost as much as becoming a father. But ...
... that won't happen this time. And now the alcohol.
Yes, it's nasty. Whatever did you run into, Mr. Boldt?
Dilly-dally you dilly-dally me
dilly-dally you and me ...
- Coming for a walk, Lauritz? - Sure.
Didn't you know that the young lady has got engaged?
Yes, yes, yes, Gitte.
It was the widow, not l, who decided when he was going to be buried.
Gitte, listen. At least we'll get five days together in Hamburg, right?
What's that? Hitler's not chic? I daresay. But you will be tomorrow.
What? Yes, the usual place.
Well, l guess that's all then. Fine. l'll be seeing you. Goodbye.
That was the Party. They want me to inspect the dikes in Southern Jutland.
Well, obviously you've got plenty to do.
l say, that was awful about Albert, the old fool ...
- I've had a hellish time ... - You? lt's not your fault.
- He begged for money and l refused. - Father would've done the same.
Not to mention old Hansen there. When's the funeral?
At two. We'd better ... l've got to collect Maude.
- What about the smart little widow? - What about her? There's no money.
Someone or other will take care of her. Personally, I wouldn't mind ...
- Aren't you busy enough as it is? - What do you mean?
The dikes in Southern Jutland ... What does the Party say?.
- It could damage you. - Not if l'm discreet.
- Look ... and here too. - There's hardly any.
There are millions of mites in dust.
Not in ours. I'll get it.
- Who is it? - It's Mrs. Varnæs.
- Yes, it's me. l've got to talk to you. - Would you make some tea, please?
Sit down, Minna. What a surprise.
There's more to come. Do you know where Jørgen went after the funeral?
- Wasn't it to do with the dikes? - I know the shape of those dikes.
No, he's in Hamburg.
With that woman he's cheated me with for the past three years.
- Oh, Minna, l'm sorry. - He'll be even more sorry.
- He is coming home to you again. - I'll be gone by then.
I'm going to Aarhus. Daddy's lawyer will fix the rest.
- Will you try to buy her? - Her?
Whom he's given a mink coat and an apartment? No, it's my turn.
He'll pay for it. I want half of his shares, and the apartment.
And everything in it. Luckily, it's in my name. And alimony.
And I'll make sure he can't even be an assistant auditor in the Party.
So you can start looking for a new candidate in this constiuency.
Dad's on the main committee and the Party disapproves of adultery!
- But Jørgen doesn't want a divorce. - Well, l do!
Do you?
But Minna, think of the family. What will people say?
It will be a scandal. You can't do that.
- You'll suffer, too. - Will l?
You have your position, like l do. We've just got to stand firm.
You go everywhere as his wife. You come the right places, Minna.
The best places.
She goes to the Riviera and Adlon. Don't you think that's more fun?
I get to listen to his speeches about respecting the Danish housewife.
- Well, we are respected, Minna. - By whom?
Well, we have our beautiful homes.
What will you do in a 10-room apartment all on your own?
I'd rather let the rooms to dirty students than have that pig live there.
Minna, there's no need to be vulgar. Don't do it.
- You and l have so much to live for. - Do you really believe that?
- No, it's my turn to live now. - What for?
To make him bite the dust! You can tell that to the family.
- Are you going? - Yes, to Aarhus.
No, Minna, you mustn't! Think twice!
Think twice yourself!
Oh, no ...
Did Mrs. Varnæs leave? I brought tea.
Take it away. Out! Get the hell out!