How much? - 30 kroner.
There you are. - Thank you.
Goodbye.
Concerning LONE
Transfer to Paradise.
Come into the warmth, miss. - Thanks. Can I put my briefcase here?
Sure, that's fine.
Thanks.
So, where are you heading? - I'm visiting my aunt.
She lives in Fredericia.
Your aunt must be delighted to get a visit from such a sweet young girl.
I don't know... - ...I know.
Well...
Would you turn on the heat if I gave you a smile?
Oh, you're cold? - Yes, it sure is cold outside.
My name is Joergen. What's yours? - My name is Lone.
My tongue is a bit rusty 'cos I've been selling books.
This morning I sold an entire encyclopedia.
You need to talk quite a bit to get rid of 25 volumes, you know?
Are you a so-called representative? - Yes, actually I am! I travel.
Oh...
Hello! - Hello, welcome.
Thank you.
I was kicked out of there... - Can I have one?
Can I have some lemonade?
I was kicked out of there because....
Just like... - Every time we went somewhere...
And saying grace...
"In God's honour, to our use, so we receive food in the name of Jesus."
What's that? - Then you eat.
Have you seen Lone? - No.
Have you, Pernille? - No. Isn't she in the workshop?
What? I don't know... - In the ward?
I didn't see her there. - Did you go to the room?
No. - Hasn't she gone out?
I don't know. I just wonder if she's eating.
Well... Do we say cheers? - Oh, we can do that.
Cheers. - Cheers.
I hope you like gravlax.
This one looks like it's good.
You can have two pieces right away. I think you'll like it.
Thank you.
Then you need some sauce.
They're very different... Very. But I think this one is great.
There you are. - Thank you.
Lovely bread...
Put on a thick layer of that butter;
it's freshly churned, you know. Butter differs a lot.
Oh, I didn't know. - It's kinda more freshly churned.
In Jutland they've got better time for everything.
It's damn good. Do you like it?
Mm, it tastes pretty good.
I've never had gravlax before... I've had regular smoked salmon.
It's not quite the same, I think.
It has turned into a status symbol of sorts, right?
Others might prefer other things.
I remember, once a manager and his wife visited me.
I had bought expensive Russian caviar. There was a big nice can on the table.
And then suddenly the manager's wife says: "I don't eat caviar."
So I had to fetch a can of sardines.
At least I got a larger portion... You like the wine, right?
Well...
It's time for some entertainment. Just watch this.
1 krone.
Let's put it here.
I can take it away without touching the plate.
Magic, huh?
It's... It's still there. - Yes.
Removed without touching the plate. - ...
But it isn't my best trick. I have another one.
25 oere with a whole in it. I'll bet you that
I can pierce your arm through this hole. - Of course you can't.
I can pierce your arm through this hole. - Don't we bet beforehand?
Can I... Oh, yes, alright.
What do we bet?
A hot sausage? - Not something silly. What do we bet?
Well... what do you want? What would you like if you won?
I don't really know. - Let's try it. We'll sort it out later.
Untuck. I need the lovely arm that will be pierced through the hole.
Like that. Oh...
You did it... - Did it hurt?
No, it wasn't bad. - Oh, good.
Let's say cheers, outstanding magician?
Let's continue with the next dish. You'll like it much better, I think.
What is it? - Roast beef. A lovely beef. Waiter!
Then on to Lone Petersen who arrived last Friday
On both Wednesday and Thursday she returned home after 5 AM.
She has gone to town alone, since she is outside the student group.
And none of the staff have gotten close to her.
How are things in the workshop?
They're exceptionally bad. She doesn't talk to me nor the group,
and I think the group is tired of her 'cos she gets home late at night
so she doesn't function well since she sleeps it off during forenoon.
Do you know which of the groups she's inspired by.
By the hippies? Or by the others?
I think it's difficult to say, since she doesn't really have an ideology
like the hippies; that you shouldn't work, and you should be against that...
I think she's trying to find out what's accepted here in order to join a group:
Is it best to refuse to work..? Do you just go out without asking..?
Such that the others will accept her. - Do you...
I was wondering; have you talked to her?
Only very briefly one day. But I could set up a meeting with her.
I think you should. - She's in her room now, right?
Yes. - Then I can go and talk with her.
How do you think her mood has been? Her sentiments the last days..?
I think she has been... rude in her own way.
She started one day by going at me hard: "Why do you wear smoke-coloured glasses?
"That seems cold. Why don't you get out?"
But I don't think it was because she minded I wore smoke-coloured glasses.
I think she was complaining about us being "cold."
That is, she sees my glasses as a mask.
That day I made a fuss over she's always 20-30 minutes late at the workshop
and then I told her, eh..: "You must be here on time. That's final.
"Because the girls come on time..." - Is it fixed like that?
Yes, it usually is. Because it's a very tightly knit group we've got there.
And they don't like it. They also want me to make a fuss over it.
They constantly give snide remarks: "She can't do that..."
I think she's very insecure, so we can't place her permanently somewhere yet.
We must find out where she wants to work before we move her from the workshop.
It's a question of if we can get her to work from, say, just 9 AM.
And a question of if she stays home more so she's fresher in the morning.
Is that a more general problem for us in this house?
Should we tighten up?
Are we too laissez faire?
Yes, I think we should try to limit long stays out to Fridays and Saturdays.
It's something, if we can teach them to work while they go out in the evenings
and out at night and get home late.
That's at least something to teach. - I think that...
the chinless attitude we show to her, that we give her too much freedom,
that she really experiences it as... a lack of interest in her.
And that we let her down. That is, we don't...
She needs our care, and we do not show our care
by letting her go about in this house as...
And if we do it at the wrong time, we only make her react...
Sure, I can fancy it. Being young must be hard.
I mean, it's... At times it's a piece of work you have to do?
You have to keep balanced with things happening around you, and such.
You could say the same as Picasso: "it takes time to become young."
Cheers. - Cheers.
I can picture two stories about you.
1) Your parents are divorced, you live alone together with your mother,
you've got a father complex, and there I enter the picture.
2) You're newly divorced, you hate all young men,
and then it's of course... - You again?
...me again. Cheers.
It's lovely, right? - You've gotten grease on my glass.
Lone, can you do without me for a moment?
Can you check if you have a free room? - Certainly, sir.
And I would like the bill. - Please.
Did you hear Lene's bag was swiped?
Who's that? - Lene.
How much do I get for each? - 0.20 kroner for those.
Only 0.20 for this? Then I don't want to do it.
Is it true that Lone is playing hooky?
No... We wanted to tell him something. - To make some fuss?
Yes. He got totally strange because we told him he was a pervert.
He tells us we can't paint and stuff, but he can get plastered and
and scold guests on the microphone. We don't want that. It was wacky.
There you are. - Thanks. I'll pay right away.
Thank you.
Yes.
My wallet is gone.
Hello! - Hey.
Have you recently... Has a young lady been here recently?
No, how did she look?
Well, she's pretty... - 16-17 years old.
17..? At least 19.
Was she going to buy a ticket? - Yes, I think so, perhaps...
She wore a fur coat.
I haven't seen... - 1.65 m tall.
Haven't she been here? Then what?
You'll go that way, sir.
Hello.
Have you seen a 16-19 year old girl with long brown hair?
2 minutes ago someone walked by here.
She walked out the door to the platform. - Thank you.
Oh, I'm very sorry.
Someone has seen her. - Where?
She went out here.
Ladies
Lone?
Lone, I know you're in there. Come out. Stop this nonsense.
I want my damn wallet.
Lone, I wont report you.
This is ridiculous. I can stay here forever.
I've invited you to dinner and stuff.
Should I break the door to get you out? - Kisser, are you still here?
Mom, I don't want to come out. A man is yelling.
Can I see your ticket.
Well, I forgot to buy a ticket.
Where did you get on? - Skanderborg.
Where are you going? - Fredericia.
Yes. Do you need a single or a return ticket?
I just need a single. - Yes.
19.60 kroner. - Yes.
It costs 2 kroner extra because you buy it here.
Yes. Here.
Thanks.
Thank you.
There you are. - Thank you.
We have... Well, with Jette, right? - Yes.
She wore a trouser suit.
I think it's inappropriate for a confirmation.
But why? It's the fashion.
Yes, it is. But it's a kinda solemn day. - I think, often it's...
Yes. But the celebration doesn't get less solemn.
I think you're creating problems out of nothing.
You don't actually mind the trouser suit, Aase.
It's actually: "What will people say?" - No, it isn't.
You wouldn't know without kids, Else. - I'm sure.
I know. But if had I'd manage. - I can raise the neighbours' kids, too.
Yes, raise the neighbours' kids? - My own is more problematic.
If I had any... It surely wouldn't...
A trouser suit wouldn't be a problem.
But if they got home and had trouble with pot or LSD or such,
then I'd say: "No." I admit that.
But you shouldn't turn a thing like that into a problem, because it isn't one.
Hi, and welcome. - Hi.
What a surprise, huh? - Yes.
This is Lone, and that is Mrs Jensen.
Hello. - Hello, Lone.
Would you like to have coffee with us? - Sure, I'd like that.
Then fetch a cup. You know where.
Oh, yes, I still know where they are. - Yes, that's fine.
That's our foster child, actually. - So...
You didn't expect that, huh? But it is.
She comes on holidays, weekends, and as you see, today; suddenly she pops up.
Yes, you haven't mentioned her before. - No, you shouldn't know everything.
But we're really fond of her. She's a nice girl.
What does Lone do? - Lone works at an industrial enterprise
near Aarhus where they produce garden chairs.
Lone wraps plastic around.
The same kind we've got in the garden. - I see. Is that interesting?
Yes... It's a pretty fun job, I think. - Yes, you like it a lot, I believe.
Does it bring in good money?
Money..? Isn't that the unimportant part of it?
I get so annoyed over this constant fixation on money.
If only the young people enjoy themselves then...
it isn't as important as some people make it out to be, I think.
Yes... but the money matters as well, I think.
Don't misunderstand me, of course the money is necessary,
but it isn't like it's the most important factor.
Say, if you get incurably sick. Then what? What's the money worth then?
I can't draw out the time any longer. - Oh.
Bye Lone. - Bye. A short visit.
Do you really have to leave so soon? - Yes, I must.
I have to cook, make the table... You know how men want it dead on time?
Some people put up with it... I know. - For a quiet life, right?
Sure, obviously... - It's not really because he...
But thanks for seeing me. - Thanks for coming.
You'll visit me soon, right. Bye. - Yes, thanks. Bye.
Listen, when I was on the train,
I think there's a cat exhibition. Well, I don't know what it's called.
No. - Many old ladies were on the train
with their cats and stuff. They were dressed up. It looked amusing.
The cats were in a box or something... - Please, Lone, can we stop the gibber?
We've got serious things to talk about. - What do you mean?
Well, as far as I know, we're told by the institution if you get a day off.
Why are you here today? - Because I got a day off.
Hell, aren't you happy to see me? - Sure, you know I am, Lone.
But I think something is wrong. I can sense it.
There's something... I sort of feel...
Something inside you hurts while maybe everything else is fine.
Wont you please be honest with me? Something is wrong.
I can both see and sense it.
I don't understand. I don't really understand what you mean.
I'm fine, I was looking forward to going home
and then you just ask what I'm doing here?
It's not like that, Lone. I just know, I'd have been told
if you had gotten a day off. So I know something is wrong.
And I think you should be honest and tell me why you've come today.
It's because I don't like to...
I'm playing hooky. - Listen, Lone, after 8 days
you can't have an opinion about it. - You don't know. You didn't go there.
No, but I doubt it's that bad. - Have you been there?
No. - Do you want to know?
If you go the an official there and say something is wrong
they just say: "Shut up, I'm busy, I'm drinking coffee."
And the girls wont leave you alone. They swipe your clothes.
You can't be well there. - Lone, may I explain something to you?
You blame everything on everyone else. - No! No, I don't.
Try to ask yourself. Try to consider it. - I have! But they steal my clothes.
Lone, we shouldn't clash like this when you've finally come.
No, but you're talking bullshit.
But you don't even allow me to talk. I'd like to explain something.
Inside people live two things: something evil and something good.
The evil always tries to drown the good. I'm afraid evil has got hold of you now.
Hell no! I just don't like it there 'cos they're retards.
No, you don't like it. But I repeat: You have to find the evil in yourself.
But apparently I can't, so why do you send me there?
Maybe you're also at fault, it needn't be the others.
I know! But listen to why I'm fucking here.
Oh, how you swear! It's terrible how you've changed.
Can't you find another damn reason to rant? Listen to me.
No, I want to explain something to you.
I know there's something good in you. I remember when we had you.
At age 10 or 11 you came home after you'd gotten 2 kroner
and I told you to put it in the bank, but you begged to take it to town
and you were allowed to. Then you returned with presents for dad and I.
That made us so happy. We need to bring out those traits again, Lone.
You've shut down the contact between us.
You've totally shut the valve from which you can receive what you need.
That's because you sent me to the girls' home. If you'd have left me...
We sent you..? We didn't sent there; the school psychologist did.
You did your part to get me there. You could have been against it.
Is that the thanks we get after all we've done?
Fuck yes! I don't like it there; that's what I'm saying.
And you're cranking out that stuff. - I get so unhappy when I see you now
'cos we want to help you. Why wont you understand?
We want to help you. But you must bring out what's inside you.
But I'm just telling you I can't talk to the girls there.
When you can't talk to anyone, you can't be there, you just go crazy,
you feel like a moving object... - What's going on here?
I know you're surprised. But you can tell it to your foster dad.
Yes, listen, I'm playing hooky, you see. Because I don't like it there.
I can't talk to anyone and the officials don't listen to me
and if I do anything I'm put in the "box".
Lone, "playing hooky"? Does that mean they don't know you've left?
Sure... Well, if you do anything wrong you're just put in the "box".
You just freak out totally there 'cos you can't get anywhere with people.
We have to get into contact with them. - God dammit, it's no use...
I'm trying to tell you I don't like to be there 'cos they're nuts,
and they steal from my room. No one wants to talk. I can't understand them.
"Like to be?" Where do you like to be. - Yes... I don't like to be anywhere
but try to understand me. I've tried telling her, but she's blank.
She's a numb-skull. - We've often tried to understand you
and others have too. - Such nonsense. I could puke.
Lone, that's enough! - What the fuck to you mean?
I mean, I'm calling there now. - Try helping me instead.
And if you read in the papers some day of a 16-year-old hooker
or someone on junk then it's your fault. - Alright. I'm calling.
I think you should, rotten pig. And likewise to you. Fuck!
You're so fucking rotten. I could puke.
Platform 7? - Yes.
But that's far. I'm sorry, I can't go that far from my cart.
I'm responsible for the luggage. I'm in trouble if it's stolen.
You can see that? - Yes, but please help. It'll be quick.
I'd love to help you but I'm not allowed to leave the cart.
I'm responsible for it. You can probably find a porter over there,
or get someone else to help? - No one's there.
Be so kind, it'll take 1 minute. - Can't you ask the porter there?
Are you in trouble? - He wont help me.
What's that supposed to mean? - No, that isn't true.
Listen, I've got a cart with suitcases over there.
I'll be in trouble if I leave and some of the suitcases disappear, right?
Stop talking so much and help us with the suitcase...
Never mind. Never mind. Bye, my friend.
I hope they'll be there. Going that way should be fast.
What'll you do with the contents? - I don't know.
Where do I sit? - Just jump on.
Left, Peter. We're going to the left. - Sure.
What the Hell happened? - Well, it does that sometimes.
No! A cop is coming. - Great. Just what we needed.
Is anything wrong?
Yes, you bet. - I don't think so.
Wont it drive? - Sure, we're just having a break...
Here, please have fag, man.
It's here. - Oh, alright.
Can you manage on your own?
No problem.
Take care you don't get run over, Mr officer.
No worries... Give a beautiful salute. Now!
On the station? I had just arrived from Jutland.
So? - Sure.
Welcome, man. Great.
Is it on? - Yes, it's definitely on.
Here it is.
Smoke first.
Should I hold it for you?
So...
Hello.
Shouldn't we sing?
Don't get your noses cold. - Sure.
We're cold. - What are you doing?
Eh, sure...
I see. - Yes, exactly.
Bye for now.
Eh... Chillum...? You don't? - No, I do not dare.
Really? Have you never tried? - No, I don't dare.
No way, man. Lone hasn't smoked. We must turn her on. Great.
I don't like it.
Well, you'll get used to it. It's great. - It's like seeing light.
Should I help you? - Yes.
Yes, it's a bit difficult. - Light it.
Lower. - You don't want to try, Lone?
Yes, totally. - OK, great.
Come on.
Oh, it's so cold.
Oh, it's hot here, huh? - It's wonderful.
Pipe... pipe... - Yes.
Yes, right? - We can't have that in here.
One place, another place. Two places belong somewhere else.
I didn't mean it like that. It's totally fine.
But it isn't alright. Just say so.
Oh, I see... I'm not following. Great.
Are you hungry or such? - No, not at all.
Do you want something? - Why don't we open the suitcase?
Aren't you curious?
Yes, immensely.
You can see that. - Then why don't you open it?
We know what's in it.
It only about the point of focus: either you look at it or inside it.
So shouldn't we look inside, you think? - At a time the insides will come out.
At a time it will, of course.
Who opens? - You can open it, Lone.
No, I wont... - We want a slow one.
Do we put it on the table? - Yes.
Do we... Down there...
What do we do with these things? - There's a strap.
Oh, that's great.
Over here. - On the table?
Great... - We'll start a company.
And here we keep up with time.
It's Sunday, January 1.
Here, Peter. - Yes.
Things are in order.
Great, there's a beautiful one here. - A volcano.
Well, this is alright.
This is also alright.
Can I draw?
Found anything? - Yes, man.
I don't dare. I can't. - Let's do a collage.
Come on, man. - You'll draw.
What do I draw? - Whatever you want.
I'll count to 3. Then you draw. - Sure.
1... 2... 3...
It can't even draw.
Think about ice age people, right?
No one did it before them.
The suitcase will be here.
For... - ...the police. Sure.
Bravo.
From... Who do we write?
Eh, the suitcase gang. - Us.
For you? - Sure.
It isn't so exciting.
Great.
One... One across as well. - Where?
I need to relax.
Yes, that's great.
What are you making? - Do you dare?
This? - Yes.
A necklace.
Oh...
It's just great. - Yes.
Super. - You're dribbling on the table cloth.
Yes... Earth also needs something.
Why were you in a girls' home? - I didn't get along with my folks.
It's a bit harsh to be sent to home. - That's nothing.
No? - Not a thing.
Aren't they stern there? - Sure. That's why I'm playing hooky.
Yes... - Is there any sugar?
Honey? - No, sugar.
Not sugar. It's sorta...
It's far out somehow. - Sure.
Sure. Here. - Sure.
You also have to give things a chance, right? I mean...
What if it was over sugared? - How do you mean?
Well...
How old are you?
I'm 16.
16? - Yes.
Stuff like age doesn't really mean much.
Well, then why did you ask?
I don't know either.
Either you're in favour of it or you're not.
You shouldn't try to convince people. They'll soon find out.
It's like a phone book lookup.
Yes, it depends on your perspective. - Exactly.
I don't think it's something special... It's so distant.
At least you can rejoice that we enter into... a 2000 year period, right?
How fast. - in the sign of Aquarius with a blast.
I thought it'd be long. - Yes.
There's also those stories about how the Aztecs
had foretold the exact day when they... those who invaded them would arrive.
It's true. They became disillusioned that they didn't arrive on that day.
The Aztec king had said: "Let's stop our wars. We're doomed. We're done for..."
2 years passed and no one had arrived, so they became disillusioned.
Then they arrived. - It's true.
Again? - What?
There's one kind of astrology, scientific...
Yes... they had astrology and astronomy?
For example, the Aztecs had a 325,000 year calendar, a super-cycle,
where things return to their initial position.
Hi. - Hi.
You don't like being with the others, huh?
No, I don't really get them, I don't.
I think they're a bit far out.
Do you hang with one of them? - No, I just know them from the station.
I met them there today. - Sure.
That's why I'm here today... tonight.
Aren't you from Copenhagen? - No, I'm playing hooky from Jutland.
From a girls' home there. - I've tried that. 2 years ago.
Oh... - On Lolland
Oh, it's shit, don't you think? - Yes, they're pretty rough.
I think such stuff it's damn wrong. 'Cos you can't really otherwise...
Then they just say: "I've got no time for you, I need coffee."
You'll just end up as some stupid thing running about, right?
I think that's totally stupid.
No... there isn't any help. I didn't think so either.
I ran away all the time and such. - Yes.
Then I just visited my parents... foster parents, who live in Jutland too.
They didn't want anything to do with me, so I left.
I've also gone to my parents once.
They just called the cops and told I was there.
Very nice! You're sent off from your parents...
Stuff like that sucks.
Or you're sent to Sundholm and you'll stay there until someone picks you up.
Sure. - Are the police looking for you yet?
No, I hope not.
No... I want to... I'll try to hide, 'cos I wont go back. I can't stand it.
Sure. - How do manage here?
Can you... manage... with work? - I've had some work, right?
But I've gotten fired from most places.
Because they find out I'm from a girls' home...
They detect: "For a time she didn't do anything. What did she do?"
And then I'd lied to them and said I had stayed with my parents,
and then they'd looked into it, and they find out I'd been to a girls' home
and then they fired me, right? - Shit.
Do you have friends here you can stay with?
No, I hope... I assume I'll stay with the ones down stairs.
Else you can go to me if you'd rather want that.
Yes, I'd like that very much, 'cos... - Until you find something of your own.
Maybe we could come up with something together?
Do you want it very short? - Yes, the usual way.
Over the ear? - Yes.
Then it looks too unnatural, right? - Yes, it does.
Is it comfortable now? - No, but it doesn't matter.
Close your eyes.
Now you're fine, right? - Yes.
It wont take long.
I understood you've just come to the city?
Well, not just.... I've lived here for a while... in my own room.
But I've got a job
which consumes much of my spare time. - I see.
I'm a trainee kindergarten teacher.
It doesn't bring in much but my folks help me.
It's nice to be somewhat independent. - Yes, it's great.
How long will you be there? - I'll be around two years.
I see. It's nice not having to take total care of yourself. That's harder.
Yes... Yes, it sure is.
Especially if you want new clothes once in a while and such...
and a few diversions. - Sure, that's true.
Should the eyebrows..?
They shouldn't be that hefty.
How do you pass time?
I go to the cinema some times, and check out the city, and write home, and such.
- I see.
Tonight I'm going to a party. I'll go with some of the ones I first met here.
It'll be pretty fun, I think. - Yes, that's enjoyable.
It's nice to put on the fancy clothes. - Yes, for sure.
I've seen lots of girls
But never one like you
'Cos you're the only one for me
You're so wonderful, so sweet, so wonderful
Like the red sun of the sky
You're so wonderful, so sweet, so wonderful
Like the blue violet of the garden
I met you
You met me
We shall never again
Go our own way
Do you come here often? - No, I don't usually come here.
It's a nice place? - Yes, it's nice.
Well, I'll go to my friend, right?
Then, thank you for the dance. - You're welcome.
Okay? - Give me your cigarette?
Was is nice? - It was pretty fun.
He's a funny guy, the one I danced with. He really was.
He couldn't really... - What did you tell him?
I didn't say anything. He asked if I come here often. I said: "No."
He was damn funny.
Look at some the others. They're worse.
Yes, that guy... Oops, I can't point. I've been told that.
That guy there. He also looks funny.
He looks tough. - The one with a red tie?
Yes. I would never wear such a thing.
Do you thing he's a communist? They wear red clothes, right?
No, it has to red socks. - Oh, I wouldn't know.
There are many.
The black-haired down there... It looks horrible with the colour.
Would you dye your hair black? - No, never.
She looks like... You know what she looks like, right?
Yes, but she might do that all the time.
I know that. - She might be nice anyway.
Try to talk to one of them. The one with the money.
Sure. - Then we wont have to pay.
Yes, we can hustle him for some beers.
Sure.
There's a very pretty... - Hi. Here are new supplies.
Yes. - Who wants Tuborg?
I want Tuborg. Yes, here.
Thank you. - And a Hof for me. Thanks.
You've received a telegram.
Reserved? - You're fast, Niels.
I usually am? - Yes.
Is it your sister? - No, it's my friend. Her name is Lone.
Niels. - Hi.
If you're assaulted then just call. - We will.
Reynard the fox. - Yes.
Hey, can you move, I have to pee.
Thank you.
You must have a leak. - Huh? No, not really.
Take care you don't drip on the way. - I will.
Can you move? Let me have your seat. - Sure.
Oh. - That one is mine.
Say, Lone, I'm meeting a guy I know
in 15-20 minutes. He'll come here and get me.
Yes.
And we'll go to my place afterwards.
Can you wait here for an hour, or an hour and a half or such?
Yes, I can. - You don't mind?
No, I understand. - That's great.
Know what? When I was going to the WC I met that guy Niels... the waiter.
Sure. - He put his arms around me and said:
"Eh... Oh, you're dripping," no... "You're very leaky," he said.
And afterwards he said: "Take care you don't drip."
Then I went out there. I like him. I think he's a pretty nice guy.
Do you know him well? - No, I don't really know him.
He's just nice to talk to here. - Sure.
Do you know if he's married or engaged? - He isn't married.
Who are you talking so nicely about? - You'd like to know?
One of the gentlemen out there? - Eh.
No, it actually isn't. He isn't on the dance floor.
How does he look?
Let me think... He's very tall.
And he's got black pants. - And he's got brown eyes.
And a very charming bow tie.
And he's got a shirt with a missing button.
Here's his address.
Hello, I'm Lone. I'm here instead of Margit.
Please come in.
You can put your coat here. - Yes.
This is Trunte.
Hello. - Hi.
This is Lone who will watch you.
Why isn't Margit coming?
Margit couldn't come today 'cos she's in bed with a bad stomach.
So that's why she couldn't come.
Next time you need a babysitter I'll make sure it's Margit, right?
I'll show you the kitchen.
Here is coffee and tea. And then there are
cups... and sugar. - Yes... yes.
If you want a pop, then they're over here
in the fridge with milk. I mean, give Trunte milk if she wakes up.
Should it be warm? - No, it doesn't matter.
Sure. - Fine.
Is anything unclear? - No, nothing.
Well, dear...
I'm leaving. - Yes.
That's fine. Have fun.
Bye. - Bye.
Sleep well, right?
If something is unclear... - Yes.
there's a phone number on the drawer. I'll be back around 2.
Sure. That's fine. - Yes.
Bye for now. Bye. - Bye.
Oh, it isn't good that I disturb the king's sleep in the middle of the night
and tell him about the letter. I better sleep on the bridge till tomorrow.
Then I can ring the big bell by the gate, right?
Then he let down to sleep, and put leaves over himself,
because it was in the woods, right?
You know what? I'm not keen on finishing this story. It's so long.
But I can just tell Margit that she have to finish it, right?
Shouldn't we go to sleep now? It's late and such.
Okay.
Sleep tight? - Yes. Goodnight.
That's fine. Goodnight.
Dear Gitte I'm feeling wonderful.
I've just talked to you, and I don't want to sleep...
I want to make love to you... I'm in you. You're warm and soft. Ole
How old is she? - 16, nothing for you.
I'm tired anyway.
The worst are those cauliflower ears.
Wow, you sure live nice. - Oh, how big daughter is.
Sorry that I'm so late. - Yes.
It got late. - Smile.
Hi cutie. - Stop it.
Do you think she wants something to eat? - I'll make coffee.
I couldn't leave. They promised to drive but someone had forgotten the keys
and they couldn't find them... Go and make coffee!
You can get the cups.
Let's make coffee. - So we were delayed.
It doesn't matter. - Did everything go well?
Yes, it wasn't bad. She woke up once.
Did she want me? - Yes, she asked where you were.
I said I didn't know but you were still out.
Then she went back to sleep.
That's fine. I'll make coffee, so you can have coffee before going to school.
I would like that. - Then just stay here.
Sure. - That's fine.
The cups!
Oh, it's nice to drink some coffee, huh? - Yes...
Don't you have to go to school? When?
Eh, I don't have to come until ten...
Oh... - I can drive you. I've going to town.
Thanks. - Where's your school?
Eh... it's on Kannikestraede. - Oh.
What school on Kannikestraede? - There is no school on Kannikestraede.
Sure there is. - You don't know.
Many new schools can have come. - What school is it?
Eh... I don't remember. I just know it's on Kannikestraede.
Are they nice?
Well, I don't really know.
Are the teachers nice and such?
I don't really like the teachers.
Oh? - I don't really them.
I can't really talk to them and such. - What grade are you in?
Eh... I'm in ninth grade.
How old are you?
I'm sixteen.
Ninth grade? What's the equivalent of that? Like...
It's equiv... - Fourth middle.
It's equivalent of second secondary.
It was called "fourth middle" when you were young.
Oh, do you live there? - Yes, I don't live so far from there.
My! I think you should drive her there. It's pretty far.
I'm going there anyway.
Great. - Where do you live?
Eh... I live in Copenhagen.
In Copenhagen? - Yes.
Not so far from Kannikestraede.
You didn't come home tonight. What will your parents say?
I don't live... I live with a girl. - What?
Well, I live with a girl... a friend, right?
Why do you do that? Have you run away from home?
No, she lives alone, and I live together with her.
How old is she? - She's 18-19. I can't really remember.
What do you parents think of that? Can you just..?
Have you run away from home? - Shut up. Yes, I'm from a girls' home.
Leave me alone, dammit.
Are things well at the girls' home?
No, then I wouldn't run off, would I? - Maybe it was a sudden conflict.
I've heard an awful story about a girls' home on Funen.
They had a "brilliant" arrangement. Each girl got two cigarettes a day.
If the girls talked together for a longer time than what had been laid down
then two cigarettes was taken from them. Discipline was kept by silence.
No way. How bossy. Was at like that at your place?
It wasn't so nice there. You can't talk to anyone there.
But... - What's a girls' home? A rearing home?
You can call it that. You go there if you don't...
...if your parents don't want you, or if you steal or rob or such.
Hanne is looking for a maid, right? - Yes.
No, serving might not be interesting, right?
It isn't... - Maybe she wants to go to school
or continue school? - Yes, and stay in an institution?
Something can be done. - She has to be independent.
A girl on 16..? - You can just see us if you need help?
A degree or something... - If she's interested in something,
artisanry or such? - Artisanry..?
Go to high school. - Maybe she has an interest.
She can't. She's within the purview of the Child Protective Services.
Can't something be done? - It's a bit harsh.
What do you want her to do?
We're all interfering in their lives... - But she can't stay by Margit...
It's going alright. I think we should just let it be
and let her do what she wants.
Don't you see a girl like that can get into real trouble, if no one helps?
That's unfortunate... - That depends on what you think is bad.
No, but... - Maybe it's better by Margit?
Thank you, that's all. - It'll be 8.40.
Hi.
There you are. - Thanks.
Goodbye. - Goodbye.
Hi. - Hi.
You can open that. - Fine.
What the Hell! Don't I have an opener? I do.
How are things? - Fine.
How are you? - I'm fine.
What are you doing? - I work at Allotria.
Is that nice? - Mm.
It's at night. It's alright. - Yes.
How is dad's lumbar pain? - It's pretty good now. He's had x-ray.
Now he has to go to massage, light treatment, and such.
For how long? - He'll work again in 6 weeks, we think.
Oh, that's something. - Yes.
I was wondering if I could borrow some money.
It depends on how many...
75-100 or such. - I'll have a look.
I've got 70 kroner. - Great.
I'll have for the tram then. Will you visit soon?
Then I'll only have... I'll come. - That's great.
NO ACCESS FOR MEN
This is what it looks like.
It's a very nice view, I think. - Yes.
What the Hell are you doing, bitch?
Hell! Are you trying to kill me? - What do you say?
I could have fallen down. Open the window.
I can't hear you. Do you want a bread crust?
You're wonderful. - What do you say?
I say: "you're wonderful." You're wonderful.
Mrs Iversen, at 13:30 today you were arrested for theft
and the things lying here were found in your possession.
You had tied these two garments around your waist, and this in your bag.
Do you admit to be guilty of theft? - Would you call that theft?
I think you should calm down, Mrs Iversen.
In recent years you've had several nolle prosequi for theft and shoplifting.
And you must be aware that your last case resulted in a suspended sentence.
Yes, I've heard of it.
And I'm not sure we'll release you again if you do this one more time.
Before we start the interrogation I want to make you aware
that according to Procedural Law §807.3
you're not obliged to talk to the police.
But you don't mind answering a few questions?
No, I guess I don't.
According to the plaintiff you were together with a friend in the shop.
Can we have the name of the friend? - No. No comment.
You don't want to comment?
Then you will be charged with theft as sole perpetrator.
You can walk three steps, and pass on the fourth.
Two, and pass on the third. - No, stop it.
You can hear it. He plays. - It right.
Just: walk two, and pass on the third? No way.
He can take one more with his lumbar pains.
Even with lumbar pains I could have played just as well.
I've played years of handball so I know. - Sure... Cheers.
Well... - Cheers.
Now it's time for the final. - Oh?
There. - Thanks.
Are we also in the final? - No, we were knocked out yesterday...
...the day before yesterday. Yesterday we played for third place, and lost.
Was it a match with the guy who was hit? - No, that's the final.
And it'll be fun to see the East Germans and the Romanians
and see whether they can stop the fierce Gruj
and whatever their far shooters are called.
Do you still want to be a mechanic? - Yes, if it works out.
OK. - Do you go to school?
Yes, seventh grade.
Pretty fun, right? - Tough.
I get nothing but detentions.
Well... you make sure to get some?
Of course.
What do you do? - She takes care of me.
Oh. As long as she does it well.
You can believe she does. - That's nice.
Do we say cheers? - Yes.
Oh, we can wait for mom. - I can say cheers without any.
You can?
Cheers. - Cheers.
The little one hasn't turned to schnapps yet.
No, but he's turned to beer, I see. - Yes, it's...
I couldn't do that when I was in seventh grade.
But times have changed. - Sure.
It's a nice pate, I think. - That's also my speciality.
It's made of hymn books from St. Matthew's Church.
Today you aren't as finicky as when you were a kid. Remember?
We're you finicky, huh?
That's why I chose you.
Here you are.
Good morning. - Good morning.
Eew, you smell of beer. - I've also just had a little one.
Oh...
You were snoring like a sea lion when I got home.
Oh. When were you home? - 5:30.
Damn, you could have told. - There was a wedding anniversary.
Sure. - It was jolly, I promise you.
Does that happen often at Allotria? - No, never.
Oh, amusing. - I didn't know them.
Oh. - I don't know...
They must have some relation to it. Perhaps they've met there...
...at the dawn of time. - ...in the twenties or such.
I really want to invite some guests. Having a party and such.
Don't you? - When?
Today. - But I'm going to work.
Oh, that's right. Yes.
We don't have too much money...
No, but we could... get money from them; a Dutch treat.
You could set up someone? - I probably could.
Yes. - Did you sleep well?
Yes, fine. And you? - I've also slept well.
That's fine.
I performed minor surgery in the middle of the night.
How? - The guy downstairs had stomach ache
and earache, so I had to perform artificial respiration on him
You're... silly, I think. - What?
I think, you're silly. - Oh.
Can't you stop shaving. Don't you want to have breakfast with me?
Sure, sure. - Good.
Relax. - I am.
Is that for me? - Do you want it?
Yes.
Here. 2.25 kroner, thanks. - I'd like the jam.
You can have a crumb. - Thanks.
Can I have the jam?
Hi.
- How nice.
Have a seat.
No.
I don't want to.
What is it? Is something wrong? Are you angry?
No, nothing is wrong.
Then what is it?
There isn't anything...
What's wrong, Lone?
I'm just pregnant.
Do you want a beer?
A beer?
But didn't you hear what I said? - Yes.
I'm pregnant, and you offer me a beer?
What do we...
Can't you... What do we do?
We'll move to the room, right? - There isn't room for a kid.
We can't be there, and you want a kid there? We can't.
We'll get a bigger flat.
A flat? You can't with your salary!
I've got parents. Maybe... - They aren't going to pry into my life!
Hey... - "Hey...", what do you mean by that?
I'm fucked! - Don't yell. I've got customers.
I don't give a fuck!
I've having a kid, and I don't know what to do!
We can marry.
Marry? I don't want to marry you! I don't want a child!
Then why do you come here?
But... we've lived together and such.
I still know you, right. You have to help me! What do I do?
I don't know my situation. I don't want it!
You've gotten yourself into it?
Fuck, you're mean. How about that.
I counted on you... I thought I could count on you and you were a nice guy.
But you like everyone else. They've always screwed me over.
Damn, you're mean.
Actually, I would be ashamed... if I was you.
Know what? I'm leaving with your child.
If you hear something sick about me and your child, I hope you'll be ashamed.
I hope you'll crawl back to the hole you came from. Pig!
Next we turn to Lone Petersen.
She was born on February 2 1954.
Daughter of the waitress Elise Petersen,
who's latest known address was Saxogade 174 4th.
At the moment her address is unknown.
She was taken into care under
the voluntariness provision of the welfare code in August 1962
after a report by Queen Louise's Children's Hospital
where she severely abused by the mother's boyfriend had been admitted
by request of an emergency physician.
The physician had been called by a neighbour who had heard the child cry.
The mother and her boyfriend had gone to a pub.
Lone is born outside marriage. Putative father: unknown.
Child Protective Services found that the mother was emotionally unstable,
prone to drinking, and had a disorderly way of life.
Thus Lone was put in a orphanage after discharge from the hospital.
She stayed there till June 1964.
Indicated to be bright and intelligent and performing average in school,
but having trouble getting by in a group of 28 children.
Often she had nightmares. At times she was hard on younger kids.
The opinion was that she needed more adult relationships, so she was put
in private permanent care in Fredericia.
One and a half year after the school psychiatrist said
that the school couldn't keep her,
because she was aggressive toward younger students
and despite warnings still stole from the bags and coats of fellow students.
Money and minor things also disappeared from the foster parents' acquaintances.
Then in May 1966 she was put in a school home
where she wasn't liked by her fellow students.
In November 1966 the continuation school gave up
and recommended placement in the treatment home Boegeholt
in the hope that a more intense contact to psychologists and psychiatrists
could adjust Lone socially.
That has not succeed.
When she was found after her last escape which lasted a couple of months,
it turned out that she was pregnant.
Thus she is now in a mother's home.
The recommendation: "We approve Lone has been put in a mother's home."
Is there a reliable relationship to the father?
Do we know who the father is?
We can't really get to that problem with Lone now.
She hasn't adapted sufficiently at the mother's home.
Does she want anything with respect to education?
I think we should get her to do that. She has some abilities.
We will of course also enquire into that, but it requires that...
we get into better contact with her than the mother's home has now.
Anything else?
Why don't you go to those relaxation..? - They don't matter.
I don't know. The woman says they help. Perhaps it'll help a little.
Maybe it'll hurt slightly less. I don't know. But it's pretty fun.
There are green mats on the floor, and 10 of us fatties go down on them
and we roll around breath like retards:
It must look comical. - Yes, I know.
I think it's pretty fun. If it will hurt slightly less then...
3 kg by 37-40. - Yes.
Hi. - Hi.
What are you doing?
You can see, can't you?
Are you leaving?
What business is that of yours? Go away from there.
What are you so mad about?
Or what?
I'm leaving. I wont bother you. - Bye.
Do you? Or should I?
I'll get it. - OK.
Hallo. - Hello.
If gotten your address though one of my friends.
Please come inside. - Yes.
What's it about?
Through one of my friends, Lise Berg, I've heard that you can help me.
Lise Berg? Who is said lady?
She's saying she was here. You've helped her.
Helped her? - Yes. Can't you help me too?
You come with a name... Eh...
Yes, I'm pregnant, right? And I've got no-where to live, and no guy.
I don't really know what to do. I've only got 200 kroner.
200 kroner? 200 kroner for what?
So you could remove it.
I think you've gone wrong. Anyone can just come here and ring the bell and...
No... You've gone totally wrong. I must disappoint you.
Yes, but she says she's been here. - Yes, but that's...
Unfortunately, there's nothing to do.
Just a moment dear, I'll be there right away.
Lady, I'm very sorry.
Goodbye.
I don't have more time. Goodbye.
Hi. - Hi. Is Margit home?
No, she was taken.
Eh, taken? - She's doing time.
Oh, damn.
Do you want to come inside?
I'm Trine. Who are you?
I'm Lone.
Then Margit has told me about you.
Do you want tea? - No, I don't really want anything.
Is something wrong?
No... Nothing else than I'm pregnant.
Damn, has he run off or something like that?
No, I just couldn't handle it.
Suddenly I just couldn't stand him.
But apart from that he was rather nice... Or he was nice.
Like, I could live at his place and
he gave me clothes and such.
He didn't beat me.
I also liked his parents a lot. I think they liked me as well.
I just couldn't when I found out I was pregnant.
I can't handle having a child.
I'm way to young, right?
I'd be damn scarred if I'd have a kid and had to take care of it.
Maybe it's because I've been in an orphanage my entire life.
Maybe that's part of it.
I tried to go to a mother's home
but I didn't work out.
It was just totally nasty,
'cos it was first then I really realised that I'm having a kid.
When I looked at the bellies of the other girls...
I was told by a girl that
I could go to some guy and have it removed.
But I'm not sure whether it was him.
So...
I've been trough it myself.
But in the end a friend fixed it for me.
She had gotten hold of one of those pamphlets
which tells you what to do. So she performed an abortion on me.
But doesn't it hurt?
Not what she did,
but it bloody hurt like afterwards
when it had started.
Isn't it dangerous and stuff?
It says you should take some penicillin pills. If you take those then...
I don't think it's dangerous.
But you need to go and have a curettage afterwards.
Don't be afraid.
I'll put a bit of Vaseline on it.
Then it's easier.
Like that. Put your legs up, Lone.
Like that.
That's good.
Help spreading your labia.
It doesn't hurt, right?
Like that.
We'll be finished soon.
You can let go.
Like that.
Good morning Trine. Have you missed me?
Huh?
You're so lovely. - Oh, stop it, Kim.
Say, Trine, what's the matter? - You come bursting in at 5 AM.
There have been so much stuff. You could have helped yesterday.
Yesterday? 5 AM? Please, man.
We aren't married or stuff. I come when I like.
Try to listen to what I'm saying, right? One of Margit's friends, Lone,
came here expecting to find Margit. But I'm here, and have to let her in
'cos she doesn't have any money or somewhere to stay and she's pregnant.
I did an abortion so she ain't pregnant. - What did you do?
Yes, I did an abortion on her.
She had been to a backstreet doctor. - Did you do an abortion?
Come on, Trine. - I don't know...
We had gotten of of the pamphlet... - You followed it?
Yes, what should I've done? - It can go all wrong.
Yes, but what do we do now. She's in the bathroom feeling sick now.
What do we do? - What do we do? She needs aid somehow.
Do we call the doctor? - The doctor?
If we call the doctor there will be 20 ambulances and a surge of cops.
And you've done an illegal abortion. It'll be a racket.
Right, you know? We have to...
How are you? Is it over?
We must somehow do it such that...
...that we'll go and phone from a telephone booth
and then it's alright. No one knows where we live and you're not involved.
And right up the into the ambulance or whatever, and away.
Does she have a coat? - Yes, here's her coat.
Yes, good. Let's put it on her. - Then we'll call.
You, listen. - Put in on right.
I understand if you're broken and stuff. But listen,
if... if just you're totally calm we'll go downstairs now, right?
And call a doctor from a telephone booth.
You'll just go with him in his vehicle. - Come on, dammit.
Sure, alright. I'll just get my coat. - Where's my coat?
You shouldn't go with us, right? It's cold.
You could go and make coffee or something, perhaps,
or heat up a couple of smokes. Then I'll fix this. It wont take long.
What was her name? Your name? - Lone.
Come, Lone. I'll be back soon. Just stay calm.
OK? That's fine.
Alright.
We're only going to the telephone booth.
Wait outside the booth, right? We can't both be in it.
Right? Wait out here, OK?
Yes, I'd like to get a ambulance.
As fast a possible.
I don't know, but...
Listen...
Lone?
The end