Hunger (Sult)

HUNGER

I'll come and buy up the lot at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning.

A little treat for a couple of children I know.

PAWNBROKER

No, I've no time to talk to you.

Talk to each other instead.

Are you here?

Did they take you on?

They only want people who have passed exams.

As long as you're a master,of this or a bachelor of that

it doesn't matter a damn whether you've got talent or not.

Bookkeeper at a grocer's...

Why not?

Ty!

FIRE BRIGADE SEEKS RELIABLE YOUNG MEN OF SOUND PHYSIQUE

- Coming for something to eat? - No, I'm not really hungry.

But I'll keep you company.

Listen, I'll come round one day and look at your painting, eh?

Do you have to sit on this bench?

What do you say?

I'm used to being alone on this bench when I'm working.

So I would prefer you to leave. I don't wish to be disturbed.

You needn't go straight away!

What are you doing here?

Would you be so kind as to tell me the time?

Two o'clock.

It's ten!

- It's two! - You're wrong, it's ten!

You'd better re-set your watch, my good man!

FIRE BRIGADE SEEKS RELIABLE YOUNG MEN OF SOUND PHYSIQUE

No glasses.

M. GUNDERSEN CARETAKER

Hi, there! Boy! Come here!

Run into the grocer's with this. I'll give you a tip another day.

Go on!

Excuse me... What's the time?

- Half past three. - Fine! I can see you know your job.

You're dropping your book, miss.

You're dropping your book, miss.

What book is he talking about? I haven't got a book.

Never mind him, he's drunk.

You can see he's drunk!

Ylajali...

Ylajali,

At last,

Come in,

My darling!

How heavily she's breathing,

As you see... rubies everywhere,

Her eyes are like...

amber,

Come to me, Come!

That red, soft silken divan!

Kiss me,

Kiss me!

Her lips are glowing,

Up you get!

I'm sorry.

Wait!

Don't forget your hat.

Of course. I'm sorry. I thought I'd forgotten something.

Move along!

No, I don't talk to shoes, I said.

Talk to one another instead.

You must leave tomorrow, cordially, Mrs. Gundersen,

FUNERAL SHROUDS

Five... five kroner.

Ten... ten. A bargain at the price!

If you're thanking God, then thank him from me as well!

I wrote my first masterpiece here, 28th October 1890, K,P,

So you move out this morning?

I place my future in your hands!

And I'll put it down again.

Why don't you go home to the country?

You've no need to stay here.

Alright, I'll go.

Yes, please.

Would you be so kind as to wrap this up for me?

Thank you ever so much.

Be careful with that!

There are a couple of valuable vases inside.

I inherited them.

I'm sending them to Smyrna.

Thank you! I'm most grateful to you for your kindness.

TO THE EDITORIAL OFFICES

Perhaps he'll come this afternoon?

No fixed hours here. Certainly not for the editor.

Ty again at 3 o'clock.

Could I put it on the editor's desk myself?

- Or will you take it? - Put it on the pile over there.

Are these manuscripts? All of them?

Yes. What's come in today.

-And you get this many every day? -We do.

How can I be sure the editor will read my article?

Excuse me...

I said, how can I be sure the editor will read it?

He reads everything. Come back at 3 o'clock.

CHRISTIANIA STEAM KITCHEN

You here?

Yes, I always have a little walk in the morning.

How are things?

I'm working for Christie's, the wholesale people. Bookkeeping...

It's alright, you know.

What have you got here?

Some cloth bought at Semb's. Can't neglect one's looks completely!

I beg your pardon.

- Do you know him? - Barely.

She's his latest conquest. She's married.

Let me recommend you my tailor.

There's nobody like Isaksen. Just say I sent you.

May I remind you that you owe me 10 kroner?

Good bye.

Just a few coppers...

For milk.

Milk?

Money is a little hard to come by and I don't know if you're deserving.

I haven't eaten since yesterday in Drammen and I'm broke.

I haven't found work yet.

-Are you an artisan? - Yes, a welt binder.

A what?

A welt binder. I can make shoes too.

I see. Well, that's different.

It's rather an unfortunate time of the day to ask.

It would have been better after 3 o'clock...

but just a moment and I'll see what I can do.

- One krone. - I'd counted on one and a half.

If it weren't now a bit small for me I wouldn't have parted with it.

Of course not.

There you are. I'm glad you asked me first.

You've acquired the unpleasant habit of staring at people's knees

when they give you a coin.

Take the blasted money, for the trouble I've had getting it!

Perhaps I owe you this sum for all I know.

Please realize you are talking to a thoroughly honest person.

Pick it up before somebody more deserving does!

There you are.

Excuse me. I had a pencil in the pocket in the waistcoat

I left with you this morning.

You'd better look yourself.

Here we are. Thanks!

Of course it would never occur to me to go to all this trouble

for the sake of any old pencil.

But this one has a story attached to it.

It has helped me make a name for myself in the world.

It's the pencil I wrote my philosophy thesis with. In 3 volumes.

- Perhaps you know it? - I know of it.

Well I'm the author. So don't be surprised at my being fond of it.

I almost regard it as a little person.

Thank you so much!

I shall remember you. I'm that sort of person, see?

Thank you.

The Morning Post will start

a course in French lip-reading,

You now see a number of photographs of the mouth

saying the passionate words

"Je vous aime": I love you,

VACANCY FOR BOOKKEEPER AT MR. CHRISTIE'S GROCERY

Excuse me, Mr. Christie?

I sent a message with a letter

about a vacancy for a bookkeeper.

I don't know whether it will have served any purpose?

Well now, your handwriting is nice enough

but you seem to be a bit careless with figures.

You've dated your letter 1848.

Even you aren't that old!

Oh, have I? A slight error...

A moment's distraction...

But I need a man who never makes mistakes with figures.

Your handwriting is very clear and it's a good letter. But...

Yes, a pity. Of course it won't recur.

A tiny slip like this doesn't prove I'm not a good bookkeeper.

I'm not saying it does.

But it means so much to me that I've decided on somebody else.

- You mean the job is taken? - Yes.

Then there's nothing more to be said!

Sorry.

Good bye.

Yes?

Excuse me, my carriage is waiting.

- Colonel Schinkel? - No. Why?

Doesn't Colonel Schinkel live here? Sorry. I have a small cannon for him.

LARSEN Butcher

I'm to fetch a parcel for a young musician named Grieg.

But I don't understand. It must be here.

I'm certain of it.

We've got nothing today!

I'm sorry I rang so loudly. I don't know the bell here.

An invalid gentleman advertised for a man to push his chair.

A Mr. Hojbjerg.

There's no Mr. Hojbjerg here.

An elderly gentleman?

2 hours' wheeling a day at 40 cents per hour.

Then it must be on the first floor. I'm sorry.

I only wanted to recommend a man I know

who has a philanthropic outlook.

My name is Wedel-Jarlsberg.

I beg your pardon.

Excuse me, I wonder if I could have a small bone for my dog?

There doesn't have to be any meat on it.

Where would we be?