Intermezzo: A Love Story Page #5

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When you and Holger come back,

I shall be gone.

- Have you really made up your mind?

- Yes.

And you're not doing this

just because of what I said?

No.

We both know where Holger belongs.

Well, I have been an intermezzo in his life.

You gave me a good word once: Courage.

I'm trying to remember it. I'm trying...

Come on, hurry up. The sun is rising.

- Holger, I'm not coming.

- Not coming?

- But why not?

- I didn't sleep very well.

I think I have a cold coming on.

- Shall we postpone it?

- No. You go without me.

Marianne has been

looking forward to it so much.

And Mr. Stenborg will be here

such a short time.

- You're sure you'll be all right?

- Quite sure.

Really, Holger, go along.

It seems such a pity.

Perhaps you're right. Au revoir.

- Goodbye, Holger.

- Goodbye?

Don't you like my French?

What's the matter?

I hope you have a good time.

- See you soon.

- Yes.

But you can't mean you're going after her.

That wouldn't be fair, and you know it.

Yes, you're right. I must let her go.

What could I do but spoil her life?

Just as I've spoiled the lives

of all those dear to me.

- I know you'll always think kindly of her.

- Kindly?

I think my feelings will go

a little deeper than that, Thomas.

As time goes on...

I suppose the memory of her

will grow vague in my mind.

But always in my heart

will remain the image of her loveliness.

And now you'll come back home with me,

won't you?

Home? I have no home, Thomas.

How can I go crawling back home

just because I'm alone?

But, Holger...

Have you got those papers

you wanted me to sign?

- There's no need for them now.

- Give me those papers.

- Please...

- Give them to me. Don't argue with me.

Thanks.

- It's good to have you back at last.

- Thank you. It's nice to see you again.

Here. Where's your baggage ticket?

- Here, I have it.

- I know, in the usual place.

- Where do they go, sir?

- Let's see. I think...

Why, to my place, of course.

Thank you, Thomas,

it's good of you, but I...

Just take them to the baggage room.

I'll check them there.

You see,

I've decided to leave again tonight.

- But, Holger...

- I only came back just to bring this.

- Remember the camera for Ann Marie?

- Yes.

Thomas, I wonder if you'd do me

just one more favor.

Why, of course, Holger, anything.

If you wouldn't mind,

I'd like to drive out to the school alone.

I'll see you later.

I've told them never to cross here!

I've told them!

Send the doctor to my house.

I'm her father, Holger Brandt. Hurry.

- Mr. Brandt!

- Where's my wife? Where's Mrs. Brandt?

Emma, I should be back...

It was an accident at the schoolhouse.

The doctor's coming immediately.

Isn't there anything we can do to help?

Is there anything you'd like?

I think I'd just rather be left alone.

Thanks.

Daddy.

Daddy, you've come.

He's here.

Won't you come in?

Eric, look at me.

Talk to me.

Why did you come back at all?

We don't need you anymore.

Eric, listen to me, please.

You know, when we're young...

we expect the people we love

to behave like gods.

Most of all, I suppose, our fathers.

And then, sadly, as we grow older...

we realize we are none of us gods.

We're all human...

tragically human...

and that we all of us make mistakes

right up to the end of our lives.

You may understand this one day.

When you do...

you may also understand

what it is to forgive...

perhaps even your father.

You see, Eric...

even if you don't need me anymore...

now it's I who need you.

- Doctor!

- Mr. Brandt.

Mr. Brandt, your little girl will recover.

What? Say that again.

She'll be well again after a long rest.

I'll be back at noon. Good morning.

Welcome home.

Holger, welcome home.

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