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- I'll talk to her.

If I accept it, I have to

start working immediately.

Then we'll have to move...

...very shortly.

Okay.

Off to bed with you.

I think we should have

a huge going-away party.

Before school is over.

You can invite anyone you like.

Moving away isn't a sad thing.

It's something we should celebrate.

- When are you playing?

- I'm one of the last ones.

I'll drive her around so she

will sleep a while. See you soon.

In the eyes of this congregation

I ask you, rjan Karlsen:

Will you take Kamilla Andrea Fjell,

at your side, as your wife?

Yes.

Will you love and honor her and

stand by her through the good times...

...and the bad - till death do you part?

In the same way I ask you,

Kamilla Andrea Fjell:

Do you take rjan Karlsen,

at your side, as your husband?

Yes.

Will you love and honor him

and stand by him

till death do you part?

Hold each other's hands

in honor of your vows.

I know pronounce you

man and wife.

What's the matter, mommy?

I just think weddings are so

beautiful. Don't you think?

Hi. Have you played yet?

Ah, good.

I was afraid we were late.

You are late. I've already played.

Can't you go on last?

I'll talk to your teacher.

You don't care how I play,

you only care that I play.

I was going to take Malin around.

- You were gone for ages.

- We just went to a wedding.

- No, you haven't.

- Have so!

- We're moving anyway.

- My sweet little girl...

I'm not your girl!

We're only adopted!

Our parents can

pick us up at any time!

Selma...

Come, Selma. Come here.

Don't say that.

No-one can take you away from me.

Do you hear me?

- Do you think the violin is ruined?

- No, I'm sure it's okay.

JAN T. HANSEN

DENIES ALLEGATIONS

ONE YEAR SINCE THE ISAK MURDER

You promised me hot chocolate

after the concert.

- And cinnamon buns for the ducks.

- For the ducks?

Do you want to take it off?

- Did you get my message?

- No.

We're invited to dinner at my

Danish boss's place.

In town, tonight.

Hege will watch the kids.

Hi, Hege.

He's going to

be my boss in Denmark.

Hurry up. A dress. Come on!

I'm sorry.

Hi.

There.

I don't want to nag, but...

You look great in your black one.

- You're taking that one?

- Now I'm ready.

After you. Thank you.

May I?

We're very glad

that Jon is joining us.

The man is over-qualified.

So he is something of an angel

coming to our rescue.

- He is an angel at home too.

- Sounds good. Cheers to that.

Our trade has gone through

dramatic changes this last year.

We've had to lay off several

competent employees.

Let's not talk work.

Let's have a good time.

Of course.

Let's save that for last.

What do your daughters

think about moving?

They'll be fine.

They're such lovely girls.

- They're adopted, aren't they?

- Yes.

Yes, we had a boy.

- We heard that, you lost him.

- Yes, we lost him.

Losing him is one thing, but

never finding him is another.

- So they never found him?

- No.

We didn't get any answers in court

either. They just blamed each other.

Our oldest son might

as well be dead.

- We don't have a grave to visit either.

- Sofie, this really isn't the time...

Sometimes he comes home...

...completely...

...exhausted and worn out.

Then I take care of him.

I give him food and...

But as soon as my back is turned

he starts stealing from me.

He is a stranger.

Yes, he's a drug addict.

But he is my little boy.

So it would be better if he were dead.

Then we'd have a place to mourn him.

Is this really necessary

to talk about right now?

I'm only saying this

because I love him.

But every day

I ask myself why.

Now he's almost an adult.

When we moved I buried all

of his clothes in the garden.

Sofie...

I buried the son I once knew.

Agnes?

I haven't been able to drink

hot chocolate since that day.

Every time I feel the smell

of it I have to throw up.

Is there anything you need?

May we have

four cinnamon buns for dessert?

Pardon me?

Just be creative. You can do it.

Four cinnamon buns for...

You should've told me

if anything was wrong.

He plays so beautifully.

He plays the organ in a church.

Jan, the youngest of them.

Did you know that?

I love you, Agnes.

Is that why...

Are we moving because he

has been released?

- I'm just trying to protect you.

- Protect me from what?

You can't prevent his release

and you can't pretend it never happened.

I'm not a child, Jon.

- All right. We won't move.

- Of course we should move.

Then what? Is he going to run

free while we have to hide?

He can't control our life forever.

We told the kids we're going

to move. You took the job.

I'll make him confess.

I won't let him deny it any longer.

- Leave him alone!

- Me?

Should I leave him alone?

And you do what you want?

- Hi. Did it go well?

- Yes, it went well.

Did you get them to go to bed?

Here. Thanks for your help.

Good bye.

I'm sorry, Agnes, I...

He had a boy with him.

- No, I don't want to hear this.

- He had a boy with him.

There is no boy. It's all in

your head. He's a murderer...

There is no boy. It's all in

your head, Agnes.

There is no boy!

Did you have trouble sleeping?

Come here.

There...

We need some help carrying.

Afterwards we'll have a barbecue.

- Get your bags and we'll go.

- Fine. Good bye.

Out - now!

I'm sorry.

I make mistakes all the time.

No, it's not your fault. It's mine.

I'm through with him.

I promise you.

Come on, out.

Jon? How did you know?

- We got a letter.

- When?

A few weeks ago.

Did anybody move him?

Take me over there.

And spin around.

You have a little boy.

What's his name?

- His name is Jens.

- Take good care of Jens.

Promise me.

Mommy!

- Where did you put Jens?

- He was right here.

Jens?

He murdered my son.

A four-year-old boy.

Did you know this?

He is a child murderer

and you let him work here?

This is a church. Where else

would he get a second chance?

Yes, but... He has a little boy!

He's going around

with a little boy!

Ja. And he loves Thomas.

What if he won't stop?

Life goes on. In one way for you

and in another way for him.

- Are you defending him?

- No, but I'm glad he's here.

- You don't know what you're talking about.

- Yes, I do.

- Everybody gets a second chance here.

- You don't understand!

Oops.

It's okay. I'll keep my eyes open.

Now go home. Now go home.

- I'm sorry.

- It's okay.

I've never liked these.

Don't do it!

Stop, stop, stop!

- Don't do it!

- What is it?

She's going to bury

Isak's shoes.

Don't do it, you can't.

You can't, Selma, stop.

Let her do it.

- But they're Isak's shoes.

- It's okay. Now they're in the ground.

- What if he comes back.

- He's dead. You have to realize that!

Selma, that's enough. Come.

Calm down now.

Jon?

Jon?

I'm sorry.

I spilled my coffee on the wall.

Is something wrong?

Were you talking to somebody?

No, it's that damn coffee cup.

Isn't there anybody

who asks you how you're feeling?

No, nobody does.

Couldn't you do it?

Yes. How are you feeling?

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