Pengar - en tragikomisk saga (1946)

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Is there anything
I can help you with?

Kick the barrel away, perhaps?

Don't jump!
It can go wrong.

Ropes are so bad nowadays.

It's Depression quality.

Tell me, brother...

Why are you tired of life?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Why!

Because I don't have any money.

Excuse me, ma'am,

Could you help me
with some money towards food and a bed.

Bertil Waller puts on a good party.

Imagine, the only child
and so charming. Eh?

I think that depends what you mean.

I love you, Maria.
And I love you, Bertil.

- I'm so happy.
- So am I.

Our rich uncle seems to be
in good humour tonight.

We managed to clean up
a quarter of a million on it.

Have a cushion, Uncle.
You'll feel more comfortable.

No, I'm fine, thank you.

Would you like something
to drink, Uncle?

No, and nothing to drink, either.

I can look after myself!

Your dad looks worried tonight.

Not at all, Bertil...

Daddy's beaming like the sun itself.

I can feel a draught.

I'll go shut the door.

Excuse me, can you spare
some change?

What?

Can you help me
with a little money?

Heard that before.

What was that about?

Probably just a beggar.

Come back inside.

What did I tell you?

You can't trust rope...
It's made of paper.

It could have gone badly for you.

You might have k*lled yourself.

What is there to live for...

...when everything circulates
around... money?

I've never had any money...

...and have no chance
of ever having any.

Why waste your time on that
in this wonderful world.

Why brood about why
you don't have money today,

or how you shall get some
tomorrow?

The present moment is all you know
that you actually have.

Obviously you should enjoy it then.

Enjoy it?

How do you do that

when you've nothing to eat

and don't have work?

Work!?

Piffle!

Does a cat work?

No, and no again!

Why must it be that we human beings
are the ones that have to work?

Look at these millionaire sons...

They sleep their way
to success.

I'm not a millionaire's son.

I'm just hungry.

Don't you worry...

Your hunger will soon
be satisfied.

Come with me.

"Evening News".

Really?

We’ll send you the usual fiver.

Where to?

My boy...

One gets dead, and one gets bread.

While we're waiting for the fiver,
we'll go down to the sea...

and count the waves

Robbery and m*rder. Embezzlement.
Corruption scandal.

Young man hangs himself
for lack of money.

Money money money!

Money...

I have an idea... yes!

Money... the theme for a film!

I can already see how
the money will roll in.

MONEY
A tragi-comic tale

You all know why you've been summoned here.

I'm going to read the last will
and testament of the late Kurt Bergdahl.

I hereby declare my final
will and testament.

My dear relatives...

I'm sure you're all glad
that I've popped off at last.

I've seen the disappointed looks
on your faces when you've seen me

looking remarkably well,
instead of one foot in the grave.

You, Beatrice, are sure to be
biting your nails

in anxiety, thinking about
your share of the money.

I've fooled you all many times before,
and I'm not changing now.

My personal fortune,
amounting to 1.5 million kronor,

I give in full to my charwoman's son,
Harry Orvar Larsson...

who was always nice to me
when he was a child.

I ask my lawyer to use
press and radio to find him.

Should Harry Orvar Larsson,
or his heirs or beneficiaries

not be found within months of
the reading of this will at noon today,

my entire estate goes to
my wife's brother, Anton Bodin.

What is it, Daddy?

I'd really hoped that...

What?

No, it's nothing, child.

Harry Orvar Larsson...

Here you are, my friend...

Something cool to drink...

No, my friend...

...you have drunk
the cup of tragedy dry.

Out of the cup will sprout
a little flower, called comedy..

It'll be the mother of comedy!

I'll give you a little something...

that people leave behind them
too quickly...

The spirit of a child.

I can't thank you too much

for restoring my faith in life.

I only hope I get a chance
to do something good for you.

Don't worry yourself about that.

You end up comparing what
you gave with what you got,

and it always leads to a breakdown
of even the most solid friendships.

It's not much of a life, if you can't
show obligation-free affection to a friend.

What's news?

Look at this...

Leading financier sh**t himself.

Unfortunate investments.

There, you see what happens!

You should have a stock exchange
full of nothing but cobwebs.

Think about the financier’s family...

...one day, rolling in money,
and next day, nothing.

Look at that sky!

Oh for a blue sky!

Look at that cloud!

The one that looks like a cow?

Forgeries detected...

You're quite alone,
when something like this happens.

Alone?

How can you feel
you're alone?

I've no intention
of leaving you.

I want to marry you.

Admittedly, you haven't
much income...

Oh Bertil, don't talk like that!

Discussions about income
and money...

I'm fed up with them.

It's just been a nightmare.

Police investigation...
Creditors...

Malicious people...

All with one thought...
Money, money, money!

I've decided to put
my former life behind me.

Start a new life.

Maybe I'll come back to you...

when I've had time
to forget all this.

No Maria...

My mind is quite made up!

Please go now.

I'll wait for you...

...no matter how long it takes.

Yes, Birger?

I don't feel like just walking.

I want to do something useful... work.

I've heard there's work
to be found in the forest.

I don't think a man has a right
to waste his time like this.

Time passes... time...

There's a time for everything.

Birth has its time.

Death has its time.

Planting a crop has its time.

Harvesting the crop
has its time.

Crying has its time.

Being happy has its time.

There's a time for
kicking a stone away, too.

Collecting stones has its time.

I just don't have time
any longer.

To embrace has its time.

To disengage
also has its time.

w*r has its time.

And peace has its time.

What benefit for his effort,
does the one who works, get?

It's like grasping for the wind.

I must have something
to occupy myself.

I want to start a regular life.

Goodbye.

Goodbye my friend.
Look after yourself.

I'm not one who'd rip apart your attire,
to keep you from going.

Thank you for these wonderful
days we've had together.

Farewell.

You take the low road...

and I'll take the high road.

Maybe we'll see each other.

If not, we'll never meet again.

Farewell, my friend.

Thanks for the grub!
It tasted like chicken.

Thanks, sweetheart!

Don't get fresh!

You know what we have to do?

Yes, but...

Enjoy your meal?

Fantastic!

How about that porridge!

I think it was burnt...

and sticky...

But it tasted bloody great!

No, no, no...

We'll clear the table.

But that's my job!

Get to it, boys!

What will I do, then?

Sing us a little song!

Alright, then, I will!

What would you like me to sing?

A love song.

Why not?

Love between two people
is the most beautiful thing there is.

The maiden dreamt
of her handsome knight

To a faraway land he had traveled

Where he wanted to find
a crown of gold

But the shadows fall so long

By day she stood watching
out from her tower

Spin, my bridesmaids, spin!

Was that I heard, his horn a-blowing?

Never have I felt so sad

And roses of the reddest silk there is

She sews on the mantel so many

Where was his sword now lifted,
his lance now lowered?

But the shadows fall so long

Oh, shall I never be
my lover's bride?

Spin, my bridesmaids, spin!

And then on the door
a rapping was heard

And proudly, the knight strode in.

The knight...?

Did you get lost in the forest?

No, I'm looking for work.

As what?

That was silly of me, sorry.

As a lumberjack.

He wants a job
as a lumberjack!

So you're strong, are you?

Yes, I'm quite strong.

We'll shake on that!

You're as strong as a bear!

As a teddy bear!

You should be ashamed
of yourselves!

He's just a poor lost soul.

Let him stay and help you
in the forest.

Don't you have something
he could do?

Sure there is.

Right, boys?

Yeah, sure!

Help him with his hat.

I'll fix him something to eat.

Idiot! You ruined my fine nose.

You'll live to regret that!

How nice you've become friends.

Harry Orvar Larsson.

Bluebeard the Knight.

Harry Orvar Larsson.

Harry Orvar Larsson.

Snow White

Harry Orvar Larsson.

Napoleon.

Harry Orv...

Harry Orvar Larsson.

Harry Orvar Larsson.

Count Piper.

Come and eat now.

Taste alright?

Tastes wonderful.

What's your name?

Just call me Harry.

Eat up now, Harry.

You'll have your work
cut out for you in the morning.

So, let's get to work.

Where's Harry?

Harry!

Where's that little scoundrel got to?

Come out!

Go around!

Find out!

What shall I find out?

Cut down the pines over there.
Hurry up!

Go and help Charley saw.

Chow time!

Where's Harry?

Here he comes.

You look exhausted.

That was crazy!

Sit down and rest
and I'll get you a sandwich.

Sit down!

Sit still!

Is there something wrong
with the sandwich?

It's so peaceful here
in the forest...

...like being in another world.

Do you think I'm
a bit sentimental?

Yeah...

No, not at all!

Yes?

What's on your mind, Sigurd?

I'd like to...

I'd really like to...

...leave you these flowers.

May I leave some flowers?

Thank you so much!

Such lovely flowers!

What would that be there?

It's the lucky horseshoe

...that will bring happiness
and good luck to all of us.

Lucky horseshoe!

Would someone like
to fetch some firewood?

I'll do that!

Harry! Turn on the radio.

The sought-after heir to millions,
Harry Orvar Larsson-

has still not been seen
or heard from...

...despite repeated appeals.

Harry Orvar Larsson
is about 25 years old,

170cm tall, clean shaven,

good teeth, blue eyes, dark wavy hair.

Larsson should contact the lawyer
Mr Enwall, telephone 63 34 68

before 12 noon on June 1, this year.

After that, the inheritance
will go to others.

The amount is 1.5 million kronor

The program will continue
with our regular recorded music.

We begin with 'Harlequin's Milieu'.

Here's the firewood.

Now we'll see...

170...that's right.

Dark wavy hair, that's right.

Blue eyes... that's right.

Good teeth.

How old are you?

24.

What did you say
your name was?

Harry Orvar Larsson.

That's right!

That doesn't matter.

I'll pick it up...

Harry Orvar needn't bother.

We'll do that, dear boy!

He should sit down.

Little dumpling!

Give him a seat...

Get some sandwiches
and coffee from the kitchen!

Are you comfy?

I'll set the table again.

Give him lots of butter!

Two lumps of sugar?

One... and two...

Cream...

Would you have a newspaper?

Newspaper!

Here's your newspaper!

How would you like a cigar?

Yes thanks.

Can I cut it for you?

No, I'll do it myself.

It's uneven.

Here are some flowers.

Doesn't he look stupid!

A light!

A fingerbowl!

I'll fetch one from the kitchen.

What are you looking for?

A fingerbowl.

- A fingerbowl?!
- Yes, that's right.

Who needs a fingerbowl?

Harry.

Buying price... 205...

Selling... 210.

Reimersholm... Buying 21.

Selling 22.

Have they really
dropped that much?

Yes, they've gone down.

That was a terrible cigar.

You clear the table
and do the dishes...

while I take a walk in the forest.

Would you like to join me
for a walk in the forest?

Love to!

My hat...

What's this all about?

I haven't the faintest idea...

Not a clue.

They must have realised
they can't play games with me.

I can be tough.

You must have charmed them...

They're treating you as though
you were a millionaire.

It'll be a massage next!

Boy, did I have trouble
controlling my temper!

How about a smile?

That's better.

Hey, boys... I have an idea.

You know... I've a feeling
I've met you before.

Maybe we met
in another world.

Exactly... in a better world.

An ideal one.

That's a fault of mine.

What is?

Walking around, dreaming,
and weaving patterns in my mind.

Then I weave an image of you...

...as an angel,
a gleaming, lovely angel...

...floating around, to music.

And all around it is love
and harmony.

You must have come
from a better world...

...as you have such
beautiful soft hands.

Harry...

No, we shan't talk about that.

- What's not to talk about?
- Nothing.

Just a memory.

I've come to realise...

The friends you have
when you have money...

...disappear when you
no longer have it.

I'm your friend,
despite having no money.

Yes, I have 62 cents...

Thanks, Harry.

Oh, how lovely it is
in the forest!

It's so fresh,
so healthy and nice.

What a joy it is
to work till you're tired...

...and feel refreshed
at the same time.

The way to live...

The right way to live.

You should live
for the moment

and get everything you can
out of this wonderful life.

Maria...

Who knows what the future holds?

And after he has written a will
in favor of us... then!

One and a half million divided by six.
How much is that?

One, two, three, four, five.

-No, it's six! - Five!
- Six!

- Five! - Six!
- Count it yourself!

One, two, three, four, five.

Yes, there are only five of us.

Money... money!

We stand up, when a lady
comes into the room.

Thank you for a wonderful walk
in the forest.

Thanks yourself.

Tonight I've made a discovery.

So have we.

Goodnight, everyone!

Have you have made
a bed for me?

Where do you want to sleep?

Back, back, back...

Good.

Keep your distance...

- Is this good for you?
- Oh, it'll do for now.

A lullaby! A lullaby!

Sleep you little willow tree,
for it is still winter

Birch and heather, you sleep too,
roses and the hyacinth

Spring is still so far away,
when the mountain ashes flower

Sleep you little willow tree,
for it is still winter

He's sleeping...

The candle.

Good morning!
We've brought you breakfast in bed.

Hope you had a good sleep.

Excellent. And you?

Didn't sleep a wink.
It was a terrible night.

Really? Why was that?

I had such a dreadful dream.

I dreamt I had to cut down
a large tree.

I chopped and chopped,
but it was stubborn.

Then... I steeled myself for
an almighty swing of the axe...

...which came down...

...then spun away...

...and beheaded...

...YOU, Harry!

Ours is a hazardous job.

You really have to have a will.

Yes, I'll certainly write mine.

The one that inherits
my 501 kronor 62 ore

shall be my best friend.

So who would that be?

That's you, Harry.

I can do better than any perhaps.

No!

I'll leave my tools and
my 837.50 to you, Harry.

You shouldn't be
so nice to me.

I'm just not used to
so much love.

Forgive us if we've
been nasty to you.

We're so regretful
for our behaviour...

You have something we lack
but would love to have, namely...

Which is what?

He didn't mean anything by it.

Now we have to get
our little laddie dressed.

When I'm dead, I'll leave you
my kit and my silver snuff box.

And I'll bequeath you my sculpture
that I've been carving for 15 years.

My dear, dear friends...

I really don't know
what to say.

I'd love to write my will
to your benefit...

but I barely own
what I stand up in.

You have my friendship
till the day I die.

We can't wait for that.

Harry, the first day I saw you,
wearing this coat...

Such a lovely jacket...
always wanted one like it.

It's yours, Sigge!

No, not until you're dead.

I'd like to have your trousers.

And I’d like to have your shoes.

Nothing left for you, Charley!

Birger and I can each
have a shoe.

You can all share
everything of mine.

Here you have our wills,
all six of them.

No, I can't do it.

Well, if you're going to insist...

No, sit down...
Now we have to write it out.

It's unnecessary...
You're getting it all, anyhow.

- It's just to be safe.
- Yes, of course.

I can't write with this pen.

Not with this either...

We don't have
a competent witness.

Just a moment.

Come in.

Well, look who's turned up!

Great to see you.

What a nice surprise!

Yes, but didn't you invite us...?

Now that you're here you can witness
a document that we're being written.

I hereby declare...

my last will to be...

...that everything I own
shall be equally shared...

...between the six Sint brothers...

...except for my inheritance...

WHAT?

All that I inherited
from my mother...

was this medallion...

and I'd really like
Maria to have it.

That alright with you?

No, that's nice.

Sigge, I have a request of you...

Will you give this to Maria, if...?

Yes, she'll get it in the morning.

I mean, IF anything
should happen to you... tomorrow.

You're just too kind, Sigge.

Now write!

You really are, Sigge!

Write...

...from my...

But you're...

...mother

Yes, yes, that's fine...

...her medallion.

Yours faithfully...

Harry Or...

...var Larsson.

Now it needs to be witnessed.

Sit down and sign it!

G. Karlsson.

No, no! Surname, too...

Thanks for your help, boys!

No, this is something
I'll do myself.

Now it's time
to get to work.

I'm not feeling so good.

Don't joke, guys.

You're late today.

We're just on our way.

Here you are.
Off you go!

You lead the way!

Get moving!

One tap, and it's all done.

Isn't he too far to the right?

Yes, he is.

Hey, boys...

You have to be careful
where they fall.

That could have turned out bad.

What a bad luck!
Fate is against us.

Calm down, boys...!

Tomorrow is another day!

I've thought of you all day, Maria.

Especially when that tree fell.

You've become my guardian angel.

I'm be happy to be that
in reality.

Would you like that?

Peacefulness surrounds you.

You're unscathed by anything.

You're really embarrassing me.

Maria, there's something good
in everybody.

Maria...

Maria, there's something
I want to ask you...

...but I don't know if I dare.

What?

Tell me, will you...

Will you come dancing
with me on Saturday?

Love to.

Just promise me that you'll be
really careful in the forest in future.

Now we'll allot the jobs...

Harry, you climb up
and lop the top off.

Boys, the time is ripe!

Yes, it's ripe!

Hope I have time...

Quick!

A couple more blows...

Look at our little canary
sitting up there.

He'll soon have his wings clipped!

God, how beautiful the world is!

It's so good to be alive!

Thank God I'm in time!

Boys, you have to be careful...

I might've been k*lled.

Go and strip the bark
off that fir!

I've got another idea...

Hail-fellows-well-met!

You masters of the fallen fir!

How could you not admire
this wondrous peaceful day?!

How kisses not the sun
upon our souls?

No! Look here my friends...

I see you are hell-bent
with a fallen fir.

How great it is to see
you again, dear friend!

Let me embrace you...
You son of a complex society!

Allow the roving apostle of indolence
clasp you to his breast!

Why are you here?
Looking for work?

Work?

I do not take that despicable word
to my lips.

Do pigs fly?

Do eagles swim in the ocean?

I'm sorry...
I spoke without thinking.

Forget it, my friend!

I'm on my way to The Ambassador...

I might find some friendly people
to stake me...

...to quench my thirst there,
and sate the hunger I bear.

Come, dear friend.

Out of the way, lumberjacks!

DANCING EVENING

He must be dead tonight.

At noon tomorrow,
it's too late.

No, not too fast!

It has to be a neat job!

I'll call for you later.

- Why?
- To pay.

You pay now.

Two beers!

Didn't you hear me?
Two beers!

Are you paying?

It costs 60 ore.
This is 62.

Keep the change!

Don't push your luck!

I'd have been more generous
if I'd accepted Sigge's loan.

It's fine as it is.

Shall we dance?

How about getting the songstress over?

What'll it be?

You're the epitome of slowness.

You are equal to the snail.

You are the very incarnation
of my philosophy of life.

Toot-toot!

"Hurry slowly..."

That's enough...
What do you want?

My newly acquired brother here
wants to shout me a glass...

...of your fragrant nectar.

Isn't that so,
son of a lumberjack?

Yes, of course.

Okay, one beer.

Execute that request...

..you ale-bearer, of down-at-heel shoes
and wrinkled stockings.

Six beers!

BEER FROM THE CITY BREWERY

6 beers for table 7!

Nice weather lately.

Yes, it's been beautiful
weather lately.

- Yesterday was nice too.
- Yes, yesterday was nice.

It might be nice tomorrow, too,

But that depends
on the weather.

Harry, what are you thinking about?

Allow me to cut in...

This table is taken.

Yes, it's taken!

Maybe we could get
a corner of it?

Sure you can.

Well, there are other tables.

No, sit down.

Of course you'll sit here.

No, no, no, no!

Read that!

CONSUMPTION OF ALCOHOL
FORBIDDEN ON THESE PREMISES

Maria, come into my arms, Maria.

I love you, Maria!

I love you!

Here we go again...

Out with the old faithful!

Okay, boys, the usual.

Why do people have to fight?

Why does blood have to flow?

Why should so many suffer

just for others' excess pride?

Peace is now, and always will be

the highest poetry of all our lives

Why should only the strong then

go and knock down all the weak?

Okay, we'll go again.

Fire! Out of control!

Maria!

FIRE INSURANCE POLICY

Have you seen Maria?

Not since the fire started.

Have you seen Maria?

She's probably still in there.

Oh, sorry, I'll fill it up!

Have you seen my friend
Harry Orvar?

Yes, he's still inside.

We tried to help him, but...

Console yourselves, oh wanderers...

Today you're red,
tomorrow dead.

C'est la vie, n'est pas?

That won't be any help?

Won't it?
It's kerosene.

Don't be stupid!

What did I tell you?

She's still out to it.

So we'll sh**t off
to catch the train.

This is going to
make us millionaires!

Are you sure Harry
got b*rned up?

I shoved him into the fire myself.

And we're his heirs!

We shan't inherit everything.

He left this medallion to Maria.

What a laugh...

that he never knew
he was a millionaire!

Thanks for what you left us,
Harry Orvar Larsson.!

What on earth
are you doing there?!

How did you end up
in the beer?

Stop that!
Come on, I'll help you up.

- Shall we dance?
- OK

Harry...? Harry!

Are you hurt?
Are you hurt, Harry?

Is he hurt?

Hurt? He's as full as a goog.

He stinks of cheap booze.

It was nice of you
to help him home.

Oh, that's alright,
don't mention it!

Harry, listen to me.
You're a millionaire.

Just look at you!

Where did you get
the alcohol from?

Harry... where have you been?

Harry, can't you listen to me?

If we are not there before noon,
then we're going to lose the money.

Come on!

We have to catch the train!

Excuse me!

I only take 5.
One stays behind.

That's you.

Serviced to right time.

Calm down...

We let him get the money,
and then...

We have the will.

We'd just be looking after
our interests.

I'm Harry Orvar Larsson,
the millionaire's heir.

Really?

I'm sorry, but you've come too late.

The new heir Anton Bodin
has already claimed the inheritance.

That's my old friend,
the philosopher.

He doesn't like money.

He despises money.

Is he your friend?

Maybe he's willing
to share with you.

No, no... Money, money...

I'm sorry, I'll take care of that.

Thanks.

I can't walk much more.

I'm hungry, too.

Does money really mean
so much to you, Maria?

Money means an awful lot, Harry.

Always has, always will.

Money makes people happy.

People fight over money.

Countries go to w*r
over money.

Money has taken control of us.

We can't eat without it.

I think I've got...
Yes I think...

No, it was the lumberjacks' wills.

What's this...?

The toy...

Like to earn a fiver?

Would I ever!

Take over my job.

I have to go to
the maternity hospital.

We're fixed for dinner, Maria!

ROYAL MINT

BANKNOTE DESTRUCTION DEPARTMENT

Put all this into the oven.
You'll be paid afterwards.

I was throwing money in!

Money...

What's this stupidity?

You can't burn money, can you?

It's condemned money...
It has to be destroyed!

They're to be destroyed!

Show me your hand!

Other hand!

Both hands!

What is this?

They'll be burnt.

They're my wills!

Get on with your work!

Don't sh**t! Don't sh**t!

Burn it!

Farewell!

It's hard, Maria.

Maria!

Bertil!

Where on earth
have you been?

I've been trying to find you...

Why?

I love you.

If you only knew
how I've cursed myself.

Maria, let me look after you.

I can even clean up
your dad's affairs.

I can give you security...

...tenderness and love.

Maria...

I love you so much!

Congratulate me!
It was a boy!

Is it done?

I know I said a fiver,
but here's ten.

Maria!

Maria!

Maria!

Maria!

Maria!

Maria...

Maria...