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- Yes.

And you might as well

know his decision straightaway.

Yes. Anders must find a wife,

but a wife of our faith.

- So you're afraid.

- Afraid?

If Anne's faith prevails on Anders,

Peter the tailor will triumph.

Inger, you understand me.

When I took over this farm,

there was no living Christianity

in the parish.

I began on my own.

They railed against me in church.

No one supported me.

A battle was fought for years,

until the faith of this farm triumphed.

Now I'm to open my door

to those sour people down by the marsh

who fought against me?

No. I'm damned if I will.

- You understand me, Inger?

- Yes. Yes, grandfather, but...

- I'm thinking of Anders.

- I know Anders.

Anders is a good boy,

but he's weak

and easily influenced.

That's why he needs a wife

of his own faith.

And is bullied

into giving up his love.

Watch your tongue, Mikkel.

Don't misunderstand your father.

My God, he's coming now.

Back from cutting the reeds?

No, father, I've come from...

From...?

Congratulations, then.

Are you crying?

He refused me, father.

He refused me.

- What are you saying?

- He refused me.

- Who refused you?

- Peter the tailor.

- Anders...

- Peter the tailor said no?

Definitely "no".

And in the end

he pushed me out.

My son was refused

Peter the tailor's daughter?

Why, may I ask?

Because.

Because I'm not good enough.

Why aren't you good enough?

I'm not of their faith.

So we up here at Borgensgaard

are not good enough

for Peter the tailor.

Well, I'm damned!

Are we heathens up here?

I wonder if Peter the tailor

is brave enough to say that to my face.

Anders.

Are you serious about Anne?

Would I let him push me out,

otherwise?

A sensible answer at last!

Inger, my coat!

You get ready too, Anders.

- Tell Hans to harness the cart.

- It's done. You were going to the mill.

Yes, that's right.

You're the best father I could have.

Off you go...

- Here you go.

- Thank you.

The Lord knows what he's thinking of.

A clean handkerchief...

Inger, you think of everything.

- And keep an eye on the sow.

- Yes.

And people say

the age of miracles is past.

- I must go and unload.

- And I must do the dishes.

We, who are washed in the blood

of the lamb,

know that the Lord works His wonders

among us from day to day.

Is it not a miracle

that you sit there, Jenssigne,

assured of salvation?

Is it not a miracle, Kristen,

that the Lord guided you

from your former ways

to submit your will to Him?

Miserable sinner that I am,

is it not a miracle

that I give witness to you?

Is it not glorious? Ls it not beautiful?

Is it not blessed?

Praise be, glory to such a God.

Come in.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Welcome to our meeting.

I haven't come to your meeting.

I've come for a talk with you.

You are just as welcome.

Here you go.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Have you come alone?

No, Anders is with me.

We were about to hear a testimony

by Mette Maren.

We are ready, Mette Maren.

I just want to say that

I wish that each of you

may find the Lord

as I have found Him.

I went in sin,

and I was crushed by it.

When I was converted, I became

the happiest creature on earth,

and I praise and thank the Lord.

That's all I wanted to say.

That was a fine testimony.

Sit down, won't you?

Let us sing Number 13.

Sinner, cover not your ears.

Listen to the voice of the lamb.

Hark! Its voice is full of grace.

Come and rest against my breast.

Number 82.

The Lord be with you.

Hello, it's Mikkel Borgen again.

Isn't the doctor back yet?

Have you now?

He said that?

So he'll be here soon.

Who?

The midwife's here,

but she dare not do anything

until the doctor arrives.

She has asked us

to bring in a large table.

Wait. There's a car coming now.

It's him, thank God.

Good bye.

What's that?

Thank you. Goodbye.

Things aren't going well with Inger,

the midwife says.

Let's see how bad it is.

Think all of you.

Come all of you.

God's judgement will be.

Salvation to all.

Good night, brothers and sisters.

Our next meeting in Jesus' name

will be this day next week, God willing.

Good night, my friend.

Good night.

Welcome.

Go and put the kettle on.

Have a seat next to your father.

- Thanks.

- Hello.

- Hello.

- Welcome.

A cup of coffee?

Don't put yourself out.

A fin of your pipe?

Don't put yourself out for that.

- Anders?

- No, thank you. Not now.

Bacon's going up, Peter.

But eggs came down yesterday.

Have you got many hens, Peter?

About as many as you have pigs.

Here's the coffee.

- Isn't Anne coming?

- I think not.

Why not?

I think it will make it easier for her

to walk in the path of the Lord.

You hear, father?

You can drink your coffee

in the kitchen.

I can if you like.

- If you agree, that is.

- You can do it anyway.

We three will drink our coffee out there,

as you seem to be master here.

Peter...

On my way here

I tried to see things

from your point of view.

What did you conclude?

Our different views on religion

shouldn't come between our children.

Anne will marry one of our faith.

We don't intend to

take our Lord from her.

There's no point in talking,

you never understand me.

And do you understand me?

Perfectly. I was once like you.

And that wasn't enough for you?

Right, Morten,

that wasn't enough for me.

I don't wish to speak evil of you,

or any of the others,

but I'm damned if I can stand you.

What is it about us

that you can't stand?

Above all,

that stuff about conversion.

And what else have you against us?

I can't stand your undertaker's faces.

So I've heard.

You have a bright,

jolly Christianity,

while we are undertakers

and killjoys.

But if you're so jolly,

why do you look so sad

whenever we meet you?

I feel light and free, because I know

a place is waiting for me in heaven.

And the rest of us go straight to hell

and everlasting torment?

Is that right?

Isn't that what you believe?

You've taken the words

out of my mouth.

"And the dead rose up

and began to speak."

"And He delivered him

unto his mother."

Do you want to see the picture?

A beautiful picture.

You will see it better over there,

Anders.

- Can we have more coffee?

- Yes, Peter.

You take it in, Anne.

So you're bringing the coffee.

- Should I, Anne?

- Yes.

Maybe just half, then.

Isn't your mother in the kitchen?

Yes, but Anders is there, too.

Thanks, dear.

Well, Peter...

Have you had second thoughts?

- What about?

- About Anne and Anders.

No, not yet, at least.

At least?

Morten, are you still completely

satisfied with your God?

- I certainly am.

- Are you sure?

What are you getting at, Peter?

You are not satisfied.

Morten, come over to us.

Have you lost your wits?

- You would gain peace of soul.

- Never!

When you return, dust to dust,

it will be too late.

- Come over to us.

- I'm damned if I will.

Morten, the Lord

is the God of miracles.

He can lead you

from unbelief and delusion.

- Unbelief and...?

- Unbelief and delusion!

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