Kapgang

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JUTLAND 1976

Remember, this is speed walking,

not running.

Stretch those legs.

Great.

Keep up the cadence.

Jan, get a move on.

Focus, Martin.

Stretch that leg.

Great.

Keep up the cadence.

You in the rear, keep up.

Almost there, boys.

Keep pace.

See you, Martin.

See you, Kim.

Want me to pudwhack you?

- Want me to pudwhack you?

- Don't!

- That's not pudwhacking.

- So what is?

- Hey, what's pudwhacking?

- This is.

- What's pudwhacking?

- Either you know, or you don't.

Come on. I don't know.

Who died?

Some old person, I bet. You usually

hear about it, if they're young.

See you.

SPEED WALKING:

Hi, Mona.

CLOSED:

Martin!

Martin...

Your mom is dead.

Let's go inside to your dad.

Well, Hans, Martin is home.

Come here, Martin.

Martin, come.

Come here, Martin.

No, Hans, don't.

There now.

Here, Martin, darling.

There you go.

There now.

Martin, bring Jens a beer, okay?

And I'll cook us some... pork chops.

- Why are you wearing Mom's jacket?

- Get out!

- Do you want a beer?

- Get out!

Get out!

Get the hell out of here!

I thought it was the flu.

- You didn't hear the ambulance?

- I had speed walking practice.

When the ambulance got here,

it was too late, Martin.

Too late.

- Can you die from the flu?

- I suppose so.

But this was cancer.

The doctor said

he'd never seen it go so fast.

It can happen with serious

blood cancer. None of us knew.

Jens isn't doing well.

Why is he wearing Mom's sunglasses?

- Anybody here?

- Yes.

Not now, Martin.

It's Sten Koch.

Hello, Sten.

It's just a crying shame.

Yes. Where's he hiding?

Hans.

I'm sorry for your loss.

I brought us a fortifying drink.

Cheers... Martin.

May I offer my condolences

on the death of your mother?

Sure, Sten.

And just before your confirmation.

It's still a couple of weeks off.

Martin will have to change

the seating arrangement.

And he and Maja put so much

work into it, didn't you, Martin?

But who's going to take

your mother's place?

Sometimes it doesn't pay offto be

ahead of things. Grab a glass, Martin.

When you're that ill,

sometimes it's for the best.

Maja was my best friend.

Then it's not for the best.

We have to get your dad

back on his feet.

- I'll help out as much as I can.

- And that goes for all of us.

I brought you a bit of fun.

For when you feel up to it again.

We used them more than enough.

- Thanks.

- It's the least I could do.

- It ate her up from the inside.

- Nasty.

Ta-dah.

Is it true that your mom's dead?

Bummer, huh?

I'm going to grab the small one.

We're heading home.

Coming?

- No, I'm going to stay.

- See you, Martin.

I just wanted to say we talked about it

at home, and we feel so bad for you.

- Stop by for dinner anytime.

- Thanks, Kristine.

- Cut it out! Are you drunk?

- Shut up.

- Don't drive in that state.

- Did you buy dinner?

- No, Ralf. Maja died, you know?

- I know Maja died.

Hi, Martin.

Hi, Martin.

Don't mind Rolf.

He's not right in the head.

I'm sorry about your mother. She was

the most beautiful woman in town.

My mom was a beauty.

When she died -

- I knew I was in for a living hell

with Lizzie, and I was right.

What good is that to Martin?

Now you're on your own, kid.

You've only got yourself to rely on.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Oh, you took down the flag.

Good boy. The butcher called to say

it was still flying at half-mast.

I'm glad you've got some sense left,

now that your dad is a mess.

Know where he is?

The pastor's waiting.

I've been thinking about you

and Jens all night. Grab the other end.

I don't know what the hell God's up to.

He deserves a good beating.

I don't get what the hell he's up to.

- Did you sleep here?

- Yes.

Lizzie and the pastor are waiting.

I can't, Martin.

Come on, Dad.

Come on.

Lift up your arm.

There. Come on.

Snder Omme Electrics,

Lizzie speaking... Hello, Mona.

It's very sad.

I'll be sure to tell him.

There now.

It's going to be alright.

Let's have a schnapps.

Use your arms.

Great, boys.

- Martin, good to see you.

- Hi.

Stop staring!

Ground contact.

It's speed walking, not running.

Keep up.

Great, boys.

- What?

- Nothing.

- Who's there?

- Martin.

Hello, Martin. We've all been so sad.

Haven't we, Kim?

May I offer my condolences?

Thank you.

Lift up your legs.

- What's that?

- A graph?

It shows the development

of Kristine's tits the past year.

- Are you picturing her right now?

- Sure.

Look, they started out like jelly beans

in December.

They developed into grapes,

and now -

- at the end ofApril,

they're almost the size of apples.

Is it true you kissed?

Who told you that?

Long Jan said you kissed

by the swings.

I wouldn't say that.

I bet she likes you.

Before long you'll be dating.

And soon you'll be screwing.

Have you done it?

I've practiced at Pelli's.

The guy who lives upstairs

from Mrs. Lindhardt.

How?

- Want to come some day?

- I don't know.

Know how to spurt?

Sure.

Don't tell anyone.

We're not homosexuals

like your uncle.

- He's not a homosexual.

- He lives with a man. You told me.

Only because of the housing shortage

in Copenhagen.

Is he coming to the funeral?

- He's one of the pallbearers.

- So ask him if I'm right.

They're going to go off the chart soon.

Are you in love with her?

You have dibs

because your mom died.

Practicing?

I went to see Kim.

I thought I'd take a shortcut.

And Kim was doing fine?

- Aren't you going to the inn?

- How did you know?

My dad met your dad.

He was there to book at table.

- Can I stop by some other day?

- Sure.

What, Martin?

Long Jan says you and I kissed

by the swings.

Nasty thing to say.

- What did you say?

- I told Kim it was a lie.

Are we going to kiss for real?

- Aren't you at all sad?

- Sure, but I'm not a baby anymore.

You only say that

because you're really sad.

Pull yourself together and mourn

for your mother and help your dad.

Then maybe,

after our confirmation.

But there must have been signs.

You must have known.

Why did Maja always wear sunglasses

near the end? We never knew why.

Why, Hans?

And what does the doctor say?

Why doesn't anybody tell us anything?

She was so skinny near the end.

God, was she skinny.

You'd think

she was starving herself. Poor girl.

And now our Maja is dead and gone,

and we can't even get to see her.

We haven't even been asked, and now

she's being buried here in all haste.

- Why can't she be buried with us?

- Because you aren't dead.

Oh, how will it all end?

I don't blame your brother for not

coming. He's ashamed of your father.

- Hans isn't to blame for Maja's death.

- How do you know?

Really, how do you know?

Excuse me.

Your father needs peace and quiet.

That's what he needs.

It's going to be

a nice funeral tomorrow, I'm sure.

Sorry I'm late.

Martin, I didn't think we'd see you

today, what with your mom and that.

The funeral isn't until one.

During Danish class.

I didn't bring a note.

You just go when you have to.

Come and get a mackerel.

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