One Summer of Happiness Page #5

You've chosen a silly path.

There are enough farmers.

Then we wouldn't have

The countryside needs people!

The land is still being farmed.

Fine fields are left uncultivated.

Your father would turn in his grave.

- Don't make my son a field-hand.

- Gran is free to come and go.

- I have things left to do.

- Playacting with youngsters.

And you're prepared

to throw away your future.

You don't seem to appreciate

the area where you grew up.

Fate allowed me to escape

and I don't want my son here.

There's plenty to discuss.

- But you'd better leave, Gran.

Think about it during winter.

You might not want to

stake your life on 40 acres.

It'll give you time to think.

You're always welcome here.

Now you won't have to rise early.

- Will Gran be staying?

- No.

Mountains or manure... It's nice

to have things back to normaI.

You feeI like a new person

when you wash off all the dust.

What will you do

after roll-call tomorrow?

I don't know. I've planned

on going out to the country.

Haven't you had enough

of what's her name?

- That homespun thing.

- A summer infatuation?

- I suspected as much.

- It'll last past summer.

So it's true love?

An eternity that lasts a few weeks.

I thought better of you. She must

be some farmgirI with rotten teeth.

I've always admired you.

Don't ruin it by being tacky.

- Did girls look like that before?

- How old is she?

- Seventeen.

- Just a child.

Will you throw

your life away for that?

- Wait untiI you meet Kerstin.

- I don't want to see her.

Cheers.

- Lennart Mattsson?

- Here.

You're so far away, Gran.

Along with everything we have...

Nothing has been

the same since you left.

I'm back on the farm,

but I'm so lonely.

Everything has gone against me.

I wish that I was with you,

or that you were here.

When I'm writing you,

and not just thinking of you-

- you feeI a bit closer.

Klas has asked about you.

What about the play? Our play...

Gran StendaI?

Gran... I'm so sad. Your Kerstin.

I kissed the letter

where I put the X.

It's for you.

- Gsta Muller?

- Here.

- Ivar Berg?

- Here.

- Torsten Gren?

- Here.

- BertiI Dahlgren?

- Here.

- Oskar Viktorsson?

- Here.

- Is Gran StendaI not present?

- No.

I've learned to hate God and want

to tear down heaven and earth.

I just want to follow

my own path in life.

They said that I had sinned

and that I was lost.

When I'm awake at night, it's

like they're all there to scold me.

How can love

be something fouI and filthy?

Humans are created good,

so how can it be fouI?

Help me, Gran. I want to live

while I'm young enough to live.

I'll help you be happy.

Klasse...

Fire and damnation

are upon you!

The farm is subject

to God's punishment!

It's a shame, Sigrid.

They were finished.

- It's God's punishment.

- Don't give me that crap.

"THE VRMLANDERS"

I don't know why I speak so formaI.

You sound like a book.

Be happy with that.

But you told me

when the tailor proposed to me-

- that I should get

a true gentleman or a wealthy farmer!

Shut your trap! They're up on stage.

He said hello and asked if I was

Nils Jonsson from Fryksdalen.

Then he asked me to come

along and clear a path for him.

I got myself a lever

and we headed up the mountain-

- where I started

breaking and cracking...

...so that the sparks...

- Stone splinters and sparks.

- They were flying by my ears.

- Feet.

- Then he showed up...

"And then Dundrapart

shook my hand... "

He said that he'd been

in a lot of countries-

- but that he'd never come

across anyone from Fryksdalen.

"Then he went to the cabinet... "

He went to the cabinet and

got bread, herring and butter...

- Cheese!

- Cheese...

He made me a large nip

and some sandwiches...

No! "Gave me a large nip. "

He gave me a nip

and I had a merry time for days.

- And I was well paid.

- Can you shut up?

I'm too nervous for this!

I'm going home now.

- Are you happy?

- I've never been this happy.

Erik! Anna! Erik! Anna!

Take a bow.

Could this get any better?

You couldn't ask

for a happier ending.

Bravo!

How are we back there?

We're fine back here.

We're imagining going

to the end of the world.

- What was that?

- Going to the end of the world.

- Would you come home with me?

- Yes, but they won't like me.

Sure they will.

They'll be nuts about you.

- What are you doing?

- I'm kissing your back.

I can feeI you scratching. Just

wait and I'll give you a proper kiss.

I can't wait.

Kerstin?

Kerstin?!

Kerstin? Kerstin?

Can you hear me?

Kerstin!

I must have hurt myself.

It feels like my back is broken.

- You're in a bad place. I'll help.

- No...!

How are you, Kerstin?!

It's not that bad.

If I can just be still.

Don't be afraid, Kerstin.

I'll go get help.

Gran?!

Don't leave me. Stay here.

I have to, Kerstin.

I'll run as fast as I can.

No...!

Stop! Help us!

- Isn't that Bernt's little girI?

- I can't leave her. Get an ambulance!

Come and lay down next to me.

Why is it so cold?

It's not winter yet.

It was summer today.

Are you alive?

Why is it so dark?

Kerstin?

Kerstin...!

The bitter wind of life-

- swept in over a child

in the prime of her life.

She sacrificed her life

on the altar of aberration.

The coming of the new age

has without mercy-

- swept in over our

quiet corner of the world.

But what was

the point of this sacrifice?

Only God knows.

He may have meant

for it to be a warning.

He may have wanted to say:

Heavy is the price

for ruthlessness...

...aberration and selfishness.

Heavy is the price for the seducer.

Truly I say unto you:

Whosoever shall offend one of

these little ones that believe in me-

- it is better for him that a

millstone were hanged about his neck-

and he were cast into the sea.

God's punishment is hard on man.

But it is better

that one person should succumb-

as a horrific warning...

than that the entire people

should perish. Amen.

From dust you came...

...to dust you shall return.

Jesus Christ, our savior...

...shall raise you up

on the last day.

Beloved Kerstin...

We, your friends

who have gathered here...

...will remember you as the

ray of light you were for all of us.

No one can know why you

had to sacrifice your life...

...but we know that no person

has the right to judge.

Those who judge will one day

be judged by the same law.

The only true thing in life...

...is that humans love each other.

For the greatest

thing of all is love.

If you should be

punished for being yourself-

- and for having

the courage to live...

...then life wouldn't

be worth living.

You've left a gap behind you.

We will miss you...

...and remember you.

Gran... Don't forget me.

My name is Kerstin.

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