No!
For hay.
- For hay. - For hay?
No.
Oh. Uh, cow?
- Milk. - Milk?
- Butter. - Butter?
Hmm-
Sheeps?
Stew.
Stew?
- Ham. - Ham.
Hello, hams.
- Horse. - Horse.
- Hest? - Yeah, hest. Horse.
No.
Inge. Olaf Torvik.
Sometimes I call him "Alvin."
Alvin?
Like friend, Frandsen?
Yeah, like friend.
You have better, faster, bigger?
Oh. Frandsen's tractor?
- Faster, better? - No.
Farming and banking don't mix.
They'll call you free-love Bolsheviks like those Red Socialists.
I said she could come.
It's my job to feed her, give her a place to stay.
- And anyway, who cares? - Well, you should. It's your people.
Minister Sorrensen, the judge-
- I'm talking about your neighbors. - I will sleep in the barn.
Harmo, uh, wh-wh-what are you doing?
Cataloging for the auction.
- I'm not having an auction. - I'm having the auction.
Hey, those are my things!
Not if you don't pay your mortgage.
Frandsen, it's not personal. It's just business.
I warned you all last year, you were late with your mortgage.
But we're third cousins.
My crop's still in the ground.
This is our home. We'll pay after the harvest.
You're still late from last year's harvest.
Hey! Hey!
Let her have it. She drops a new one every year.
You've got just a month.
I've got four other auctions before yours.
Frandsen.
Come here. Come on.
You know what? I bought a wooden whistle...
but it wooden whistle.
So then I bought a steel whistle...
But it steel wooden whistle.
And then I got a tin whistle, and now I tin whistle.
Go in and help your mom.
Okay.
This dresser is for you, for your things.
Uh-
Bed.
I will sleep in the barn.
Sleep in the barn. I understand.
- Inge Altenberg? - Ja?
Stop!
Sorry.
Uh, "n-naken"-
Naked. Naked.
Naked?
No!
Ah. Identification?
Silas, you know me.
Well, protection for you.
Now they're talking, they'll bring the mail right to your house...
Put it in a box on your road where anything can happen to it.
Anybody could read it.
It'll be public information, your mail.
- It'll save me the trip to town. - You say that now.
No foreign language letters leave the country.
Why?
- We've been at war with Germany. - They keep telling me.
I thought we won.
Talk to your minister.
Church-to-church letters- they may work different.
What, uh, town in Germany?
Osnabrück.
I know a minister in Osnabrück.
I could write to him, and he could send us...
The necessary documentation for your application.
Hmm? And in the meantime, you could work on your English.
English.
Well, I could help you.
Let's see. Let's see.
- Keats? - Keats, yes.
Yeah? Keats?
"Endymion," part one.
"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases,"
But, "It will never pass into nothingness;
"but still will keep a bower quiet for us...
- "and a sleep full of sweet dreams... - "Full of sweet dreams...
- "and health... - "and health...
- and quiet breathing." - and quiet... 'breathink"'?
"Breathing."
- "Breathing"? - "Breathing."
- That's very good.
- Nein! Naked! - Sorry.
What are the colors of the flag?
Red. R-E- Hold this. "D."
- What is Independence Day? - W-H-
- What is the Magna Carta? - Huh?
Independence from who?
England?
- Hello? - Hello.
Ducky?
No. Pheasant.
Waltz?
- I don't dance. - Not dance. Waltz.
Look.
- Good. - Good.
Dancing?
Dancing in the full light of-
I was hunting.
Hunting? Huh.
Hunting. Yes, of course.
You were hunting.
This coffee is so black.
Inge- she makes good coffee.
Not like the women in church.
It's too black.
Too many beans.
Waste of beans.
- Does she make you coffee often? - Yeah.
Uh, no.
Um, uh-
Do you find comfort here?
Mmm, uh-
Uh, good here. Not like Frandsen house.
Where do you sleep?
I sleep in the barn.
Uh, this.
Oh, yes. These are the letters from the minister in Osnabrück.
The papers? Immigrations?
But-
You're dancing together. You're living together.
God only knows what else.
- What else? - I sleep in the barn.
Your Germaness is- It's a bad influence.
Your Germaness- it's a disruption to my community.
Your Germaness- it makes coffee that is too black.
It is harvest time.
A time when we must work together...
Prosper together, or suffer alone.
Let me read to you from Corinthians, chapter five...
verses nine through 13.
"I wrote you in my letter not to associate with immoral people;
"not to associate with any so-called brother if he is an immoral person...
"or covetous, or an idolater, or a reviler, or a drunkard, or a swindler.
Those who are from outside God judges."
I am troubled.
I believe in a God who believes in love and compassion...
and I believe in a God who believes in forgiveness.
But I also find comfort in a moral code.
I find comfort in a righteous path...
And I believe in a God who teaches me to walk along it.
And when Inge Altenberg...
First arrived in our community...
I was fearful of her differences...
But I had hoped that she would join us on our path.
Inge Altenberg and Olaf Torvik-
they're not married.
Now I find them dancing together...
sharing the same quarters, perhaps the same bed.
And she is making coffee for him in the morning.
You cannot choose to live like that...
And also to join with us.
The rest of you...
do not allow your good lives to be poisoned by these two.
I'm not listening to what the minister's talking about.
- You've been my friend ever since you got here. - You can't harvest alone.
- You need these people. Harmo's steam thresher- - It'll all work out.
Frandsen, you've thrown yourself into debt with your damn Ford, big tractor and magic lantern.
- It'll work out. - You're not gonna have a farm much longer.
Brownie's gonna have to work in a factory for the rest of her life.
- You're trying to pick a fight now. - You're not a farmer.
You're a fool. Your bigger, better, faster-
You believes God?
Something makes the crops come up.
Ja. But not church.
Not Jesus.
Mmm.
- Smell. - Smell, yes. Smell this.
And sun-
Mmm.
- Feel. - Ja. Feel the sun.
Feel this.
You have Träume?
Dreams.
Dreams. Yes, you have?
I have work. I don't have dreams.
Grouse have dreams.
Ducks.
Grouse, pheasants-
All have dreams.
But not you.
Ducks don't have dreams. It gets cold. They fly south.
Inge.
I go.
Don't.
Ducks dream. I know.
Watch the ankles.
Six, seven, eight, nine, 10. Good. Come.
Here, take. Put the bottoms down together.
Take. Good. Now lay them down.
Here. You tie in the middle. Good.
One, two, three, four...
five, six, seven, eight...
nine, 10, to a hundred.
Come. Tie this one. Here, I'll put the string. Quickly.
Good.
Okay.
I know.
I do. You go.
Good work.
Good horse.
Come! Inge!
Giddap!
Whoa!
Inside, I found a Griswold combination meat and food chopper...
A Richardson perfect baby's crib-
Look at that. They're auctioning the baby's crib.
And at this time, I'll turn it over to Palmer...
- and he'll give you the specifics on the property. - Well, as many of you know-
Look at the suit this guy's wearing. Any of you guys own a suit like that?
...the condition of this mortgage.
And, uh, as of now, I will give you the legal description of the property to be sold.
It's 160 acres, more or less...
located on the northeast quarter of section 11...
Township 45, range 30-
How many kids does he have?
- He's got nine kids. - Nine kids.
Thank you, Palmer. We're ready to start the auction.
That's that Socialist. Get him out of here.
And I got 2,000. Now 2, 100.
2,000. Twenty-one, 21. $2,000. Twenty-one, 21, two.
Twenty-one to two, two. Twenty-one to two.
Twenty-one to two, two, two. Twenty-one to two, two. Three.
Twenty-two to three, three, three. Twenty-two to three.
Twenty-two to three. Four. Twenty-three to four, four, four.
- 2,500. - Twenty-five to six. Twenty-five to six, six, six.
- Come with me. - Huh, what?
- We just wanna talk to this guy. - Come on.
Gentlemen, watch. This is how it starts. The law and the money together.
- This is it, right here. - Take this guy down to the road, okay?
- Watch how it starts! - The road!
Thirty-two to three, three, three. Thirty-two to three.
Thirty-three to four.
Thirty-three to four, four, four.
- 3,500. - Thirty-five to six. Thirty-five to six, six, six.
Thirty-five to six. Thirty-five to six. Thirty-five to six, six, six.
Thirty-five to six. Thirty-five to six.
4,500.
That gentleman in the crowd has just bid $4,500.
5,000.
The bidding is at 5,000, gentlemen.
5,500.
Do I hear that correctly? 5,500.
5,750.
6,000.
- 6,200- - 7,000!
The bidding stands at 7,000. Do I hear any more bids?
Seventy-one. Seventy-one. 7,000, 71, 71? None?
Hold on a minute. You can still get in on the bidding.
Going once at 7,000. Twice, 7,000.
7,000 for the third time.
Sold at 7,000 to the gentleman right here.
Would you give me your name, please?
- Olaf Torvik. - Would you step forward here?
I don't have $7,000.
I know.
Is there a problem, Olaf?
This is a legal action.
I don't have 7,000.
- I see you finished your harvest. - Yeah.
Well, it won't pay for this farm.
I mean, you might get, what, 1,200 at most?
- I know. - Where's this rest then?
In a pickle jar somewhere?
No.
Why did you do this then?
I just did it.
Congratulations.
You now own Frandsen's farm.
If you don't pay for it in 24 hours...
I'll own your farm, which is a better piece of land anyway.
But I can help you out.
With a mortgage?
Sure.
Banking and farming don't mix.
Did you see that socialist drug out of here?
Yah!
Thanks.
What-What happen now?
The sheriff come.
Come in.
We kept enough for winter and planting.
Good night.
I still think your coffee is a little black.
My eldest-lost in the war.
I'm sorry.
For me, these letters don't provide sufficient evidence...
That this woman is not a troublemaker.
We have no birth certificate, no history.
Just some noncommittal comments and anecdotes and pleasantries.
I can't take the risk. Not with what has happened in Russia recently.
- Russia? - Mmm.
Look at this. This comes from the mind of a dangerous man.
I found that in church, tucked in my hymnal.
We just want only to be married.
Come on, Alden.
These are simple farmers with honest dreams.
Give them the papers so that they can get married.
I'm sorry.
This is her place now.
How can it be?
You can let it be.
You don't have the papers.
Now... I am married.
I am citizenship.
In my heart, I believe.
But that's not enough, Inge- in your heart to believe.
It has to be real.
You believes God?
All right.
In my heart.
See you both on Sunday.
Mmm.
This is German food?
No, just food.
Brownie's pie?
My pie.
Your pie.
Me good cooking?
Inge?
Ja?
Ja.
All right.
Come.
What?
Come.
'A thing of beauty is a joy for ever
"Its loveliness increases,
"it will never pass into nothingness,
"but still will keep a bower quiet for us...
"and a sleep full of sweet dreams...
And health, and quiet breathing."
Knock, knock?
Who's there?
- It's a good one. - Olaf died, Frandsen.
No, Olaf is in the fields.
Can I keep this?
Someday.
I can't.
I know.
Sorry.
Here it is good.
Grandma, I don't know about this.
I know.
Lars.
Yeah?
You play baseball this year?
- Yeah. - Pitching?
Yeah.
I love those games.
Did we eat?
I'll fix you something.
Why did Grandma Inge die?
It happens that way.
Hey, look. It looks like a heart.
Yeah, it does.
What if I don't remember her?
I have a photograph.