200 baris pertama.
- Did you buy anything, then? - If I bought something?
What would I buy for?
You deserve better than this pile of stones.
Nonsense.
You deserve the whole world.
What am I going to do with the whole world?
Once we were one.
Once I did not know where your body ended and mine began.
Your blood in my veins.
An uninterrupted unity of love and pain.
How about moving? Just leave everything.
America. Minnesota.
- You mean it? - There is land there.
The most fertile soil, and they give it away for free.
If you just want to work hard, you have to be your own master there. And no one is starving.
If we travel so far away...
so we'll never come home again, will we?
Or?
Never see mother and father again.
Siblings, neighbors, all of us care.
Even though they are alive, they will be dead to us.
How are you thinking?
- In four years, Lill-Märta will have to work. - It's not certain!
Marriage is just to forget.
Then it's Anna's turn, and Harald's. And then there will be more children.
A life of bondage, Kristina. Always in someone else's service.
Has anyone written from America and said that Lill-Märta will be the mistress there?
You have no idea what America is for. You know nothing.
- We could just as easily move to the moon. - It's just because it's unknown.
You were afraid to move here too. Don't you remember that?
Should we condemn our children to a life of misery because we dare not think for ourselves?
I do not understand.
Are you asking me or are you forcing me?
- We must trust that God holds... - God helps the one who helps himself.
Karl Oskar...
Do you really think I would force you?
I'm getting firewood.
Do you have some potatoes or some food?
Take a break now. You did not come here just to work.
- Astrakhan apples... - I gave some to my only daughter.
- Can we also get? - You are welcome.
- Can I have more? - Do not be greedy.
Come on.
Come on. Anna, come on!
What is it, Kristina?
Karl Oskar talks about traveling to America...
- Is he completely out of his mind? - He thinks we get better there.
Better? At the bottom of the sea.
Ship sinks, Kristina. The sea is the grave of the wicked.
Karl Oskar says that the ships are completely safe.
Yes. Has he told you about the savages? About the Indians?
- The Indians? - Yes, godless beings.
With feathers all over the body, half human, half animal.
That can not be true, can it?
One should not sit up against nature.
If the Lord wanted you to live in America, He would have made you Americans.
- He just mentioned it. - Yes.
He is proud, your husband Karl Oskar.
Do you know that...
in America, where we will ride on an iron road.
It's called a railway.
On it go carts of iron, without animals.
All by themselves.
You light big fires in them, and then they just go.
Faster than a hundred horses.
- What is Denmark? - A country, you fool!
- You can be stupid yourself. - Do not play with food.
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
- Do not play with the food, I say! - It does not matter.
We can not let a grain go to waste. It's just mold and rot all the way.
- It's going to be a hell of a winter. - Sch! Do not talk like that!
Be good and help!
Do we get strangers?
Is it the mortgage rate?
Kristina! Mother, father! It is burning!
- What happens? - It is burning!
Marta... - Stay there, children.
The harvest...!
- Satan! - Mother! - Come on, Johan!
More water!
It's left in there. The wheat is still in there!
It's burning up, damn it. It is too late...
For it is the Lord himself who appears in the trial.
Therefore, you should consider yourself happy for every misfortune he puts on your path.
I know there are people in the parish talking about America.
Spreads lies about rich land and free land.
But do not listen to them. They're just looking for one thing.
They're just looking for one thing.
To mint coins from your misfortune.
Trust in the Lord.
Show humility before the trial, and you will be heard.
Let's pray.
Praise be to God, and glory forever.
Dear God, thank you for holding your hand over us.
Thanks for the kids. Thanks for Karl Oskar.
I know you're trying us -
-but it is difficult not to be able to put food on the table.
Just help us through this winter.
What? I needed to pee.
Kristina. I've been thinking about you like that.
- It's not much, but... - But dear, it's way too much.
Look, Karl Oskar.
- Bless you. - Here is some bread, and some meat.
We have slaughtered this year, so we manage.
- I do not know what to say... - Next time it's us.
He must pay for himself.
Disappear!
Listen, you shit. You have to pay like decent people.
I will not leave until I have received my money.
Gladan is not welcome here. Harass a good Christian man.
- But in your bed I'm welcome! - Now you leave good people in peace.
I am happy to leave the sheriff alone. You do not even get it.
You can all burn in hell!
What are you looking at? Little Kristina from Duvemåla.
Do you think that you are better than me? You also spread your legs to get food on the table.
- Disappear! - Let me go!
For God opposes the proud. But he humbles the humble.
But no. Anna, stop! One must not.
Wait. So.
- What are you doing? - So. Share it.
Do you want?
You can take it. Take the little one.
That's all I found.
Three potatoes. That is all.
It's not enough...
whatever I do.
- It's not enough. - Yes, of course it does.
I'm not good enough for you.
You...
Of course you are.
We are the best friends.
Right?
What is a home?
A bed?
A pot?
A cracked cup?
The soil you grow from?
Or the soil you sow in?
- Is that the sea? - It never ends.
Yes, then. And we will cross it with a large ship with sails and five high masts.
Just wait, you'll see.
Maybe you can control too!
It's called the captain. Captain Lill-Märta.
- Nonsense! - Yes, sorry.
Kristina, I mean. Captain Kristina.
You probably never give up, you.
But... there must be something wrong. Set down.
- Is this ship Charlotta? - Yes.
- But it should have five masts. - Are you coming?
- What did you say? - Are you going or not? Do you have a contract?
- Do you have a contract? - Yes, yes, yes.
You have to hold on to mother. Hold on mom.
So. Marta. Marta, give me that one.
Did it go well?
Quiet in the boat!
Now we are sitting nicely here.
Shall I help you? Here.
- Come on, Johan. - Go backwards.
Men in that direction, women down here.
- But we travel together. - We are a family.
- Nice, but everyone here is families. - Do we have problems here?
We can do it, no problem. Me and the kids go this route.
- You go down there. - And you go before. - It's fine. Thanks.
- And the children there. - Did you hear that?
- No, I'm taking it. - I take it.
- There will be more space gradually. - Why?
You with the baby, here! This one you take.
- Here? - Yes. Good.
Kristina herself from Duvemåla.
Have you seen a ghost?
Are you afraid of me? Va?
- I have paid for a place on the ship. - I have not said anything.
- I am as much right as anyone else. - Mother, please.
Maybe you should find another place that pleases your wife.
Shut up now.
- In America, everyone is equal. - Easier to transport animals than old women...
Shut up, old bastard!
Now I think you should calm down a bit.
Do not tell me what to do, priestess!
I'll pray for you.
Come on, Elin.
It's a shame about her. God will punish her on the Day of Judgment.
Are these your children?
- My name is Judit Olausson. - Kristina Nilsson.
- And what's your name? - Lill-Märta.
- This is little Harald. - And so little Harald.
How good you are at taking care of little brother.
You're going too... Are you going to America too?
Yes.
I am the wife of Peter, who is a priest.
- A priest? - Yes.
It's nice that we have a priest with us on board.
A priestess...
Do not run too far.
No rest, no peace. Does the wife have children?
No. God has other plans for us.
Yes. So it may be.
Such fucking pigs. Pay half the farm to be treated like cattle.
- This is Judit. - Mr Nilsson, I guess?
- Judit is a priestess. - Peter, come on!
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