The Honour of the House Page #3

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over the ocean, just to cry?

Yes, and in this weather!

It is horrible.

Get to bed, Bjrn!

Can't you see that I am trying

to take my shoes off.

But it's not so easy when

the laces are all in knots.

It reeks of booze here,

as usual.

It would have served you

right to be out at sea.

Just like you. Just thinking

of nothing but yourself.

All you do is thank God that

you are on dry land.

Yes my darling and you

are also on dry land.

You are apparently not

interested in our affairs.

No my darling, I wouldn't dare.

You know yourself Thurd.

As God is my witness.

I am ready to cross any ocean

and sacrifice my life

a thousand times over in any

damned storm,

all for the Honour of the House.

I had expected my own death,

before I thought my sister

would be engaged.

Engaged?

And who is the fortunate

husband to be?

Yes, who is it? Who's

the lucky one?

Well, it's a long story.

And judging by her expression

she is secretive.

But surely I may reveal

his name, may I?

Yes, you know you can say

whatever you want to.

Mother, you tell his name.

His name is Professor Bgelund.

Professor Bgelund?

May I offer my congratulations.

He plans to defend his

thesis at the University.

My, that's quite

something isn't it?

He is determined to come

here immediately afterwards.

Because he is so fond

of Iceland.

Yes. Bless his soul.

Yes. He wants to have

the wedding here.

So Rannveig had to come

home right away to prepare.

Of course.

There is little more than two

months to the event.

The whole episode is

unbelievable...

Rannveig hasn't visited

us since she came.

Maybe she's still sick.

Not any more sick than you

are, she is just pregnant.

She's never been sick.

It was a joke, the praying...

Shame on you, someone might

over hear your gibberish.

Stop that nonsense. You

know nothing!

You should learn to keep

your blabbermouth shut.

We have to start sending

out the invitations.

We'll need two messengers,

one will take the boat

and the other will go by

horse around the district.

Nothing less than a

400 pound bull will do.

And plenty of eggs.

Yes my dear, nothing less

than a thousand eggs.

Yes, there will be

plenty of eggs.

Make sure to reserve all the

cream in the whole district.

Here are the bagels.

Thank you. -This is for

the nut cookies,

the poppy seed go in this

one and the sponge cake is

best kept in here.

Mind the lamp.

I found two hymnbooks

printed in 1620,

and here is an embossed

edition of Ivanhoe.

Are you trying to

kill my father?

I beg your pardon.

By Walter Scott.

Hans, stop. Someone will

take charge of these things.

What is going on!

Please take care!

Don't paint the back.

The front side is enough.

Why?

It doesn't matter, its

only for show.

Message for Bjrn. The

wine has arrived.

The wine's is here, get Bjrn!

The wine has arrived!

Has the wine arrived? Bjrn!

Well, three casks of French

red wine,

six cases of genuine Cognac.

What do you think

about that one?

And another six of

Danish aquavit.

This is superb. You bring

it inside, boys.

Please pretend to

show some interest.

This is all being done for you.

All the women are

waiting for us.

The wedding wine has arrived.

We are going down to

look it over. All of us.

Did you bring the

sabadilla seed?

I completely forgot about

you. How could I?

I'm so terribly sorry.

What's wrong, dear?

Did he upset you?

Why are you so sad?

She's out of her mind.

It is not me which is out

of mind. It is you.

Tomorrow we will have a

clean slate. Remember that.

Do you see Mr. Bgelund?

Yes he is there!

Where?

There!

No this is Jon.

She's moving into her

sister's house

as soon as they're wed.

I've seen the room. It

sure is lovely.

Really, is it that fine?

I think the Dane will

appreciate a room like that.

I can't see a new face.

That's true, me don't either.

I told you, pay up.

Wait! -You owe me a bottle?

Wait!

He is dead. The groom died

just before the ship sailed.

No, no.

He is dead, mother.

Bring a bottle of port so that

we can toast the day.

You have had a busy day.

But it was worth while.

And you did well.

Salute. For the honour of the

House and the family.

Mamma! Vigga! Is

somebody downstairs?

I'm here dear.

Something is happening.

Let me feel. The child

is merely turning.

I was so afraid!

Hello. Is he there.

How sweet he is.

Yes he is lovely.

Doesn't he sleep well?

Yes he does.

Has he begun to cut teeth?

Not yet.

Well I'm going to talk to

Bjrn in his office.

Good-bye.

Hello Andres. How are you?

How and how not. I have

four kids now.

I can't find enough work

here to support my family.

So where do you plan to go?

To America.

Could you arrange a loan

from your father.

I am not sure.

Or through Bjrn?

I've broke my back for them,

since I was a child.

And I will repay every cent.

I can mention it.

Thank you. Good-bye.

Mamma, come with us to Rannveig.

We are going to teach

him to play.

He is so small and his hands

are so tiny - come with us!

Girls, please close the door. I

don't want a draft.

Do you think he is ugly?

Do what I say!

So here you are. I met your

sister on the way.

She was out stolling

with her son.

Must she drag her little

brat all over town.

Come on. She may be

proud of her boy.

Good news. My sister is

to be married next month.

They want your father to

perform the service.

Look, we are all invited.

Is something wrong?

Not at all.

I would not dream of

leaving him for three days.

No please, come with us.

Do it for me.

I can not let him out of

my sight for a second.

I know what it is to be a

mother. It will do you good.

A couple of days of rest will

revive your spirits.

Do you honestly think so?

May God be with you.

What's wrong my dear?

I have such a headache.

My head is about to split.

You should go on. Please. I

can't go. My God the pain.

I think am about to faint.

It is the monthly.

Well, did you ask them? Not yet.

All aboard! You too Rannveig!

He says that he can repay

the fare to America.

Carpenters get better

wages there...

I am not going to gamble a

fortune for his emigration.

Charity has its own limits.

Andres is fine where he is...

how Thurd completely

dominated her sisters life.

Fighting for her reputation!

This day, when everybody

was so happy...

I have got to hurry home

and breast-feed him.

Yes, do hurry..

It was a smashing wedding

and your speech was sincere.

Thank you very much.

Where is he? Thurd!

Mamma went to Copenhagen,

with your son.

His grandmother in

Copenhagen longed for him.

Yes she asked for him.

What are you trying to

say children?

We received a message from

the late groom's mother.

She was in deep sorrow over

the loss of her only son.

Her wish was to have her

grandson at her side.

And Thurd asked me

to tell you...

What nonsense is this?

Welcome.

His father is Danish, but

he doesn't want him.

The mother is my sister and

she can't have him either.

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