"We Shall Overcome" "The summer of 1969" "Dad, Stuttering Anders is here for the scrap metal." "Come here." "What are you doing down there?" "Come here." "Come." "is anybo-bo-bo-dy home?" "Why are you sitting here?" "I can't be bothered talking to him." "It takes hours to get rid of him." "Isn't anybo-bo-body home?" "Dad..." "What's wrong, dad?" "What's happening to you, dad?" "Dad ...!" "Dad..." "What is it, Frits?" "What's happened?" "Frits?" "Frits?" "Frits ...?" "Shouldn't you get some sleep?" "I know it's tough for you right now, but everything will work out." "We'll manage   you, me and the girls..." "until Dad gets home." "It's used, but it works just fine." "It'll help pass the time while it's just the four of us..." "Confrontations often arise between the police   and the young people, who gather in the centre of Copenhagen." "The socalled "flower children" wear bright clothes and their hair is long." "Another demonstration against the Vietnam war ended in violence." "The police had to fight the demonstration with their truncheons." "The civil rights movement is very active despite set backs." "Dr. King paid the highest price for the fight for justice." "He was killed by a white assassin   as he was standing on a balcony in Memphis, Tennessee." "Despite his death dr." "Martin Luther King..." "We only went to school for three and a half years, my brother and I." "Seven years every other day!" "We only had one bike   so I passed three telephone poles, dropped the bike and ran." "My brother took it and passed me." "He dropped the bike three telephone poles along and I overtook him." "And then I let go of it." "Dear Lindum-Svendsen." "Your importance to this school   words cannot describe." "On behalf of the School Board and the staff   l would like to present you with this gift   as a token our thanks for your 25 years as Headmaster." "Your first 25 years, that is." "Thank you very much." "Welcome back from your summer vacation." "I promise not to rest on my laurels." "For every new school year there is a new fight." "For every school day is a new battle to be won." "It has rained and blessed the earth." "It has stormed and the storm makes us strong." "Lindum-Svendsen once broke a violin bow over my big brother's head." "And he slapped a boy so hard he had five finger marks on his face   the whole autumm." "And the fallen soldiers will rise again when called to battle." "Jens Nielsen 6B." "Inger Lassen 6A." "J§ærgen Pedersen 6A." "S§æren Bak 6B." "Lars Frederiksen 6B." "Lene S§ærensen 6A." "And Frits Johansen... uh 6B." "Perhaps you should have visited the barber first, Frits." "Village idiots sit at the back." "Look at you!" "You look like a girl." "Make way for the General!" "Sit down and write your names." "Welcome back and welcome to the new students from the village school." "A new teacher will arrive shortly." "Until then you'll have to do with me   which will give me a chance to put you in line." "Miss Iben." "Tell us what you did in your vacation." "My family and I were in Norway in our new car." "The fjords and wooden cottages were very impressive." "The nature of Norway has greatness." "Please sit down." "Troels, what can you tell us?" " Me and my family..." " lt's my family and I ." "My family and I were at our cottage." "We should have gone to Mallorca." "In Spanish, two L's make a Y sound." "Mallorca." " Mallorca." " Correct." "Frits, how about you?" " We got a television." " You got a television?" "Yeah." "So you watched television all summer?" "Yes." "That truly sounds educational." "Ellen and Hanne, come here." "Dad called." "He misses you so much." "He has to stay a while but wanted to know how it's going at the new school." "Fine." "You have a note home on the first day." "They write Beatles hair isn't permitted." "I told you so." "It's in fashion, Mom." "Beating, beating, beating, beating..." " Where's he going?" " To the headmaster." "He broke a window." "is he crying?" "is he getting hit?" " Do you see anything?" " ls he crying?" "What are you staring at?" "You should be ashamed." "What a sissy!" "Slaves were sold at markets on the Virgin lslands." "Quiet!" "The trading was stopped in the 1 840's." "Denmark was the first country to make the brave decision to stop slavery   despite strong efforts..." "Mr Olsen, you are free to take a break." "We no longer need you." "He has longer hair than you, Frits." "Children, this is your new Danish and song teacher, Mr Svale." "He was kind enough to take the job   as we couldn't find a fully-educated teacher." "I've taught them until now." "Let us show Mr Svale what we've learned." "Lift your head, good fellow." "As one hope is lost, another shines in your eye." "Lift your head and look about, hear the voices singing..." "Welcome to our school, Mr Svale." " What's your name?" " Linda." "You can just call me Freddie." "You can all sit down." "Where are you going?" "How about your place?" "So, your name is Iben?" "Yes. Iben Severinsen." "Grandpa has been lying there since before I was born." "Grandma takes care of him." "Nothing's wrong." "He just doesn't want to get up." "But at night, when she's sleeping, he sneaks down to have a bite to eat." "It's always the best who die first, little Frits..." "Maybe that's why you're still around." "My mom doesn't believe that Grandma is psychic." "But my dad says that she knows when somebody is going to die." "In her dream a hearse turns down the road to where the person lives." "It's a black carriage with a casket on." "It always arrives at the same time." "Just before dawn." "Oooh." "Spooky." "Frits." "Frits!" "You're going to be late for school!" "Frits...!" "Frits, you're late." "Am I to see the headmaster then?" "No." "Nobody has seen you." "Hurry along." "Hi, Frits." "Come here." "Shh." "You have to be quiet." "Come." "Crawl up and look through the crack." "Be really quiet." "You'll never have a chance like this again..." "Relax, Frits." "They just want to see if there's grass on the pitch." "Off with his trousers." "What are you doing in the girls' changing room?" "Answer me!" "Nothing." "Beating, beating, beating..." "Mr Svale... hurry. lt's Frits." "He's locked himself in the toilet." "Frits." "Open up." "It's me, Freddy." "What's happened?" "Who the hell did this?" "Who did this?" "I have to go to class." "Or they'll send me to the headmaster." "Who did this?" "He was in Lindum-Svendsen's office." "If this is Lindum-Svendsen's work, he's stepped over the line this time." "There, there, darling." "His ear is torn at the top and bottom." "He'll need stitches." "And his left cheek is swollen." "Are you Frits' mother?" "You're from the school, right?" "I'm Frits' new teacher..." "Frits, I should be sewing your ears so they didn't stick out   not to stop them from falling off." "Frits!" "Wait." "Stay here!" "Frits ...?" "Frits?" "Don't ever leave us again, Dad." "Never." "I'm better now." "As strong as an oxe." "In my day we took a beating at school, Frits." "The cane on the ass   and slaps in the face rang in your ears for days." "And they locked you in the cupboard in the staff room." "One boy had scars on his fingers from being hit with a ruler." "Another lost the hearing in one ear." "But getting an ear ripped off..." "that's just out of hand." "If I wasn't lying here, I'd show that bastard headmaster   where he gets off." "I can tell you that!" "So you want to drive in there and beat him up and get arrested for assault." "The school is in my district." "I have to work with these people." " l will teach him fear." " l'm furious, too." "But is this the way to deal with it after everything you've been through?" "Frits." "Let go!" "Let go of my arm." "Come here!" "Sit down." "Tomorrow you will go to school with the same haircut as everyone else." " No, I won't." " Sit still." "If we did as I said we would have avoided all this." "We wouldn't have avoided a thing." "Damnit!" "My ear!" " Don't swear at me." " Then don't cut my hair." "Would you sit still." "Your ears should have been sewed ages ago." "Dr. Laust said so." "Frits was at the doctor's to have his ear sewed back on." "Mr Svale drove him." "I demand an explanation!" "I demand to know what happened." "Demand that of your son." "He knows what he did." "Never mind what he did." "I mean what happened in here." "I demand an apology for what you did." "Dear little Mrs Johansen." "Mind your job and I'll mind my school." "If you're not capable of raising your son properly   we'll do it for you." "You can't be serious." "This isn't right." "I'm sorry, Mrs Johansen." "This is between you and the school." "The police can't do anything about it." "Like a joyous child in the crib, this evening is joyous, joyous." "Let us pray." "Lord ... I thank you with all my heart for letting me do your work." "Help me now, my Lord..." "Hello again." "What a surprise." "It's rare to have guests this early." "It was unfortunate the way we met last time." "Peder, say hello to Mr Svale." "Did Lindum-Svendsen send you?" "If he wants to apologise, he'll have to come himself!" "No one has sent me." "I just wanted to see how Frits was." "We have to do something about that hair, Frits." "And a bit off the top, too." "No, this is fine." "It's not that bad." "You look a bit like an Indian." "Frits don't hear a thing, his ear's hanging by a string." "I'm glad you enjoy singing, Troels." "You'll get the chance in a minute." "Listen up." "We're going to the music room." "Come in, everyone." "Take your songbooks and throw them on the floor over there." "Like this." " Where did that come from?" " lt's all mine." "Listen." "All rock music comes from a blues melody   which has 1 2 beats." "Okay." "Can anyone play the piano?" "Come on, Iben." "Good!" "Now switch  and back." "Here you go." "You're on, Frits." "Come and sing." "Don't worry." "The dirtier the better." "I was drunken and broke... I was broken and drunk, going down..." "Okay, one, two, three, four..." "The Headmaster wants to see Mr Svale in his office." "Now." "These children won't amount to much if they don't learn to follow rules." "They have to know their place in society, Mr Svale." "No more negro music." "This school embraces tradition and as a young teacher on a trial basis   l'd suggest you follow our example." "Of course." "Von Scholten was a courageous Dane." "Von Scholten was a courageous Dane." "He dared to disobey the absolute monarchy and use his own judgement." "Because of him, Denmark was the first country to free it's slaves." "Frits, please repeat the last part." "Frits don't hear a thing, his ear's hanging from..." "Frits, what will it be?" " l can't repeat it." " Because you weren't listening!" "No, because it's wrong." "Denmark wasn't the first country to free the slaves." "We were the first country to stop shipping the slaves across the Atlantic." "But that was only because the English threatened us." "We still kept slaves in the West lndies." "We even built special farms where we bred them like cattle." "Come in." "Make yourself at home." "Coke?" "Yes, please." " Were you in a demonstration?" " Yes." "You were listening by the window." "Sit down." "Wasn't that sneaky of me?" "Now Lindum-Svendsen thinks he has won." "That the music will stop." "But it won't." "I want to change the school system." "To rid it of people like him." " Then why are you afraid of him?" " l'm on a trial period." "Before you get to be a real teacher you have to pass the trial." "If I don't pass, I can't change a thing." "You understand?" " Cheers." " Cheers." "I've never seen so many records." "What do you want to hear?" "You can borrow some, if you want." "There's a bit of everything." "Beatles " " Chuck Berry, Jerry Lee Lewis   and Elvis Presley." "That wasn't what I expected." "Do you have anything to play it on?" "Here..." "You can borrow this one." "It's a travel gramophone." "How come you have such a weird name?" "I lived with some friends in Aarhus." "We thought the names our parents gave us were too middle-class." "So we all changed our names." " You took a new name?" " Yes." "What were you called before?" "Gunnar." "Gunnar Jensen." "Dad, see what I borrowed!" " What the heck is that?" " lt's a record player." "What happened here?" "Where did you get that hairdo?" "He just wants to impress the girls." " No thanks." " What do you suggest that we do?" "It isn't that easy with someone like Lindum-Svendsen." "He insulted Stine and the police wouldn't help." "This is a family discussion." "Mom, you're the school nurse." "Why haven't you done anything about kids who were beaten?" "I'll tell you why." "There was a couple whose child Lindum didn't like." "They tried to do something but it only made things worse." "They had to move." "Should we just let him rip our boy's ear off without any consequences?" "We have to do what is best for Frits." "What would you do if it was your son?" "I'd report it to the School Board and force them to tackle the case." " Bye!" "Bye!" " Take care." " We're going to be late." " Where's Frits?" "I don't know." "I have something important to say." "From now on my name isn't Frits Johansen." "It's Martin Johansen." " How did you get that idea?" " l should be able to choose my name." "After all, I have to live with it." "Your grandpa won't be pleased at all." "One and two and one and two..." "Thank you." "That's enough for today." "Are you finished?" "More juice?" "Thank you." " She certainly is making progress." " She's a good girl." " lsn't she a lovely little angel?" " Yes." "Frits, will you come in here?" "Did Lindum-Svendsen do this?" "In his office?" "What did you do to make him so angry?" "It doesn't matter what Frits did." "Even breaking every window at school isn't a reason to rip off his ear." "We've come here for your help." "I have to discuss it with the Board." "There is nothing to discuss!" "He has to go!" "The School Board must either fire him or, at least, punish him." "If I were you, I wouldn't do it." "Nothing good comes from fighting him." "Cry-baby Frits, Cry-baby Frits..." "Chicken!" "If you can't take a beating then you're a chicken." "And kids shouldn't accuse grown-ups of assault." "We are forced to when all the grown-ups are afraid of him." "Even Iben's dad is afraid." "He sat in my dad's office and held his mummy's hand while he cried." " You cried holding mummy's hand?" " That's a lie." "She full of lies." " Are you calling Iben a liar?" " Go to hell." "You don't know anything." " lt's just because your dad is crazy." " No, he isn't." " He was at the insane asylum." " That's a lie." "He was locked up." "They only do that when you're wacko." "I heard he kept hitting people in there." "They had to put him in a strait-jacket." "Cry-baby Frits, Cry-baby Frits..." " Yes, Miss Birk." " lt's true." "Frits' parents have filed a complaint with the School Board." "They want to make a case out of it." "Frits." "Go away!" "I'm sorry about what I said." "Get out of here, you liar!" "Lindum-Svendsen hit Mr Olsen once." "He hit a teacher?" "The Board told Lindum-Svendsen to apologise to Olsen   but he refused." "My dad couldn't make him either." "What happened?" "Nothing." "I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia   the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave-owners   will sit together at the table of brotherhood. I have a dream ..." "Can we hear the ending again?" "Isn't it just great?" "It's always the best that die first." "So we have to call you Martin now?" "Will you really do that?" "It's a horrible shame for Grandpa." "You're named after him." "It was his grandfather's name, too." "I've always hated that German name." "You just call yourself Martin, my boy." "This is how modern music started." "Soul and rock'n'roll." "It's roots are in African tribal music." "It was carried forth in the shouts for freedom." "I thought we were finished with that kind of noise." "This is the black people's music." "Exactly." "We agreed it doesn't belong here at the school." "Mr Olsen and I agreed that if we are teaching about slavery   then the music is important too." "Frits, come out into the hallway." "Now." " l'm afraid I can't do without Frits." " Mind your negro music, Mr Svale." " Frits has to sing an important part." " That's quite enough." "Can't you get rid of that stupid hair?" "Everybody thinks you're an idiot." "Even Iben." "Don't you get it?" "We don't recite speeches by some murdered American negro." "Why do you have to be so weird?" "One time I found you in the hay loft   shouting about something you dreamt." "I thought you had gone insane." "Was it... "l have a dream." "A dream of freedom. I have a dream today."?" "You're crazy." "Don't you understand?" "It's about justice." "It's about not being afraid all the time." "It's my evaluation that Frits Johansen in 6B has problems   and is disrupting the teaching in the class." " There have been some episodes." " Exactly." "I've also heard that there are problems at home." "I have no problems with Frits." "He's definitely the best at English." "With all due respect for your youthfull idealism   l'm afraid you don't have our level of experience." "Perhaps you should reconsider before you remove him from the class." "One can be clever at two subjects   and still have disciplinary problems." "Having the overview is a part of my job. I'll take responsibility for it." "That was the last pupil for today." " Bye." " Bye." "My dear Mrs Johansen, how are things at home and with your husband?" " ls he doing better now?" " Fine, thank you." "Good." "The staff has decided that due to his disciplinary problems " " Frits will attend special classes with me." "We'll soon have to decide whether to recommend him for high school." "It doesn't look good at the moment but things may change." "Common sense has prevailed before." "Here you are." "This is just the beginning." "He'll resort to anything." "Frits will never get into high school." "Your stupid pride will ruin everything for our boy!" "Stine." "We're in this together." "You know Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale about the farmer   who trades his horse for a cow for a sheep for a goose ..." "Always trading for something we think is less." "Until he ends up with a sack of rotten apples." "Like the two arrogant Englishmen we, as readers, are of the opinion   that he is wrong." "But it turns out that he was more than right." "What's the moral of this story, Frits?" "My name isn't Frits anymore." "I've changed it to Martin." "Give this to your Dad." "is there anything we can use?" "Then go after him." "Wait outside, and I'll see if the headmaster is available." "Do you hear?" "Hello, Lindum-Svendsen." "We're here regarding Frits and the special class." "Mr Johansen can arrange a meeting through my secretary   if he wishes to discuss the matter." "There's no reason for a meeting." "It must be a misunderstanding." "A decision by the entire teaching staff is hardly a misunderstanding." "Let me say this in another way." "Frits will return to his regular class now." "Frits attends special classes with me." "That cannot be changed." "The school has decided that." "Does Mr Johansen think that parents should dictate school policy?" "Frits is at the top of his class." "Should he go to special class, then?" "This is a disciplinary matter." "Not an academic one." "What disciplinary problems?" "Several teachers report that Frits causes trouble in their classes." "Who?" "Perhaps Mr Johansen should consider moving his son to another school." "Here's what I have considered." "The school laws state that parents be consulted regarding special class." "You don't have our consent and you'll never get it!" "Frits is, as of this moment, back in his regular class!" "Come on, Frits." "Why don't you have them baled like everyone else?" "I wanted to but this year was the last chance to make sheaves the old way." "Your grandpa and great-grandpa always did it this way." "Dad..." "What happened to you under the table that time?" "It was like  like a large wave  of dark thoughts came and carried me away... I was suddenly so afraid of losing you   and Ellen and Hanne." "If it happens again, I'll take care of you." "The darkness has lost the fight." "I know that you can't just dream the summer evenings away." "You know..." "When you can feel  the evening dew come creeping   moistening the grass with droplets of water and know that it..." " What?" " That it's enough." "That you don't need more in order to be happy." " Mrs Johansen... we have to talk." " Yes?" "It's about your professional confidentiality." " l've never breached it." " No." "But when you and your husband bring a case against the school   it places your position here in a new light." "With all the sensitive information you're a party to..." "Well, the school doesn't think it's appropriate." "It makes our professional relationship difficult." "I have requested another nurse and the county has agreed." "I'm very sorry to have to let you go." "You horrible little weakling!" " We just have time for a bath." " Good thing we helped you." "Frits, take your sisters inside and get ready." "What is it, Stine?" "I was fired." "Confidentiality problems with the school." "The bastard." "The cursed stupid bastard." "You're the stupid bastard." "You created this problem." " How's that?" " ls this about Frits at all?" "Isn't it just about defeating him?" "Will you let me walk the fields   yes, but you must draw thirty lines..." "We have no reason to hide." "If we lose, then what?" "Can Frits still attend school?" "Can we keep on living here?" "Thank you..." "Coffee is served." "Now the sixth grade would like to perform a little encore." "He's been a perfectly satisfactory headmaster for years." "He has raised the bar." "My own son is at the top of his class in high school." "He, too, was beaten by Lindum when he went to this school." "He came crying to me in the nurse's office." " ls this because you were fired?" " Yes." "Otherwise I would have respected my confidentiality out of fear for my job." "Good evening." "Recess is over... lt's time to vote on this unpleasant case." "Our respected headmaster is under accusation." "We have to decide whether or not to begin an... official inquiry." "The headmaster has asked to say a word before the vote." "As the accusation is serious, I think it is only fair..." " Please." " Thank you." "When I came here as a young teacher you could hardly walk down the hall   without tripping over dirty shoes and boots everywhere..." "Drastic measures were required." "It wasn't nice but it was necessary." "Thank you." "Thank you for those wise words." "Shall we get to the vote?" "I don't think the headmaster should stay." " We all know one another here." " Okay then." "Who votes against the inquiry?" "Have you all had enough time?" "Four votes against." "Good." "Let's move on." "Who votes for the inquiry?" "Telephone, Frits." " For me?" "Who is it?" " lt's Iben." "Martin speaking." "Really?" " Thanks a lot..." " ls that about the vote?" "I'll see you in school." "Bye now." "Yes!" "Hallelujah!" "Let us pray." "Lord... I wasn't finished." "Let us pray." " Why are you so pessimistic?" " We haven't won yet." "Everyone knows it was him." "The children saw Frits in his office." "And Lindum-Svendsen's secretary." "Miss Birk." "She's always there." "Lindum- Svendsen can't bloody well hide." "Don't swear in here." "I'd like to invite you and your wife to our harvest feast on Saturday." "We may have another appointment, but I'll see if we can make it." "Thank you." "Are you out of your mind?" "They're friends with the headmaster." "I'm sure they prefer the winning team." "Besides, we're one of the larger farms." "It won't hurt them to celebrate the harvest with us." "The flag must never touch the ground when you raise it." "That's why you drape it over your shoulder." "And what do you think he did?" "He kissed her anyway." "What the hell?" "Are you up, Dad?" "Don't you think it's about time?" "Make room for him and give him some Schnapps." "Cheers in Schnapps." "Cheers, dad." "Cheers, everyone." "We're a strong, tough family..." "Hallelujah." "And cheers to our family's new friend   who has stood by us during these difficult times." "Cheers to Freddy Svale." "Cheers my friend." "Thank you." "Cheers." "Here's my hand, my good man." "Reach out and take it." "How wonderful to find a friend   that one has longed for..." "Those lovely days of youth   they are so hard to find   let us fill our cups to overflowing   and drink to those days we long for." " Cheers." " Cheers, Freddie." "I'm sorry, but it doesn't look like we can avoid an inquiry." "I'm sorry, but it doesn't look like we can avoid an inquiry." "And it doesn't look good." "The so-called anti flogging decree from last year is quite clear." "I'm afraid it's the end of corporal punishment." "The worst-case scenario is that..." "well, that you be dismissed from duty." "I have given my life to this school   and now I get this as thanks." "I wish that I had never..." "Everything I've fought for   l have now forfeited." "No." "You never touched that boy..." "See you, Svale." "We need to have a word." "Iben!" "Please listen to your mother!" " l'm going with you." " No, you're not." "You know that minors can't testify." "Children can have all sorts of reasons to say things that aren't true." "And grown-ups don't?" "Do you want to know what happened?" "Troels and I lured Frits into the girls' changing rooms in order   to pull his trousers off." "That's why he was sent to the headmaster..." "Why hasn't he told us that?" "Because he saw me naked." "But you said you lured him in there." "So you knew he would see you?" "Let me see if I understand this." "You wanted him to see you naked?" "We saw it!" "We all saw Lindum-Svendsen pull Frits by the ear to his office   and we saw him come out with blood all over!" "When they left England, they didn't come home." "They moved on." "You almost ready?" "Can you hold this?" "When the Vikings went to France, an envoy came to negotiate with them." "He asked to speak with their chief." "You know what they said?" "They laughed out loud and shouted in unison: "We're all chiefs here!"" "Good evening." "Good evening." "Welcome." "A majority of the School Board has given me the task of carrying out   a so-called inquiry of our respected headmaster." "This is a very serious case." "Serious because it is of vital importance to our school's future." "It is regarding what happened here at the school that morning." "To start with I would like to give the word to Mr Lindum-Svendsen." "Shh." "On the morning in question, all of us at the school were shocked   at the condition that Frits Johansen showed up in school." "Fortunately, our new teacher, Mr Svale, took the boy to the doctor's   where he received medical care." "You won't get anywhere with that." "Frits was fine, when he left home." "Freddy Svale can testify to that." "Let us begin hearing the witnesses." "I'm afraid that the school secretary, Miss Birk, cannot be here tonight." "Her mother is taken seriously ill." "That means we'll only hear one witness." "Mr Svale, please tell the Board what you witnessed that morning?" "I found Frits in the bathroom." "There was blood on his shirt and his cheek was swollen." "His earlobe was half ripped off." "I could see he needed stitches so I drove him to the doctor right away." "You did the right thing." "The Headmaster has told us   that he was shocked that Frits came to school in that condition." "I was rather shocked, too..." "You saw him before he went into the office." "Frits told us that." "Yes, I saw him in the morning, when he came to school." "You saw that nothing was wrong with him!" "I came out of the classroom." "Frits was heading for gym class." "And what did you see?" "He was too far away for me to see clearly..." "No, no..." "Thank you, Mr Svale." "You may go." "You may go, Mr Svale." "Thank you." "With that testimony it seems to be one allegation against the other." "The Head of the Board says it is allegation against allegation   but Frits' father's psychiatric history speaks for itself." "You don't have the right!" "This has nothing to do with the case!" "Peder Johansen was hospitalised with mental disturbances   and came home the same day that his son was injured." "But he came home after Frits had left for school!" "Did he really, Mrs Johansen?" "Then I'm afraid I'll have to direct your attention to his medical journal." "The psychiatrist writes, and I quote:" ""Mr Johansen says he is afraid   of harming his own children." Unquote." "I meant that  I was afraid something would happen to my children." "An accident or something." "An accident at the hands of you, Mr Johansen." "You should all be ashamed of yourselves." "What are you doing here, Iben?" "Answer me, Iben!" "Give us this day our daily bread." "And forgive us our trespasses   as we forgive those who trespass against us." "Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil." "For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory." "Amen." "No, no." "He's not going anywhere!" " Stop it, Frits." " Leave me alone." " We just want to help your dad." " He stays here." " lt's for his own good." " Frits." "Frits." " Stay here." "Dad!" " Stop it, Frits." "Stop it!" "Good of you to come." "I've just finished your evaluation." "I think you'll be pleased." "I've come to say that I'm quitting." "I can't stand this school anymore   and more than anything:" "I can't stand you." "What a shame." "We were just getting to know each other." "What is it?" "My father and mother are furious." "They're sending me off to boarding school." " When?" " On Monday." "My father never wastes any time." "So this is your last day." "Yes." "Come." "Make way for the General." "I'm sorry you've had no teacher for the first part of class." "Mr Svale has chosen to leave the school rather suddenly." "So we'll pick up where we left off." "I'm sure there's a lot of fixing to be done." "Let us sing number 234." "You all know that one." "Ready, one, two, three..." "Lift your head, good fellow   as one hope is lost..." "Sing everyone." "Miss Iben, you lead us, please." "Go ahead." "One, two, three..." "Lift your..." "S§æren, you lead then..." "Come on!" "Lift your head, good fellow." "Now sing, all of you, understand?" "Now!" "Lift your head, good fellow." "As one hope is lost..." "Frits, you're not shy about opening your mouth, are you." "Liar." "Would everyone else please sit down." "Frits, you come up here." "Do you really think you can challenge me?" "You think you are a match for me?" "Liar." "Sit down everyone." "Sit down!" "Have you had enough?" "Liar." "Sit down this instance." "Do you hear me?" "Now." "Get out." "All of you, get out." "The bell has rung." "Can't you hear it?" "Liar." " Liar." " You shut your mouth." "Liar." "He's collapsed." "Yes, quickly." "Here at the school. ln his office." "If you please." "Thank you." "Liar." "Martin!" "Martin." "You have to come back." "Lindum-Svendsen is dead." "He was dead when he arrived at the hospital." "They're going to announce it soon." "What is it?" "I thought you'd be happy." "I've taken another person's life." "I prayed to God to kill him and I wished it when I prayed." "If you prayed for it and God did it   then it's because He thought it was the most just thing to do." "You think so?" "Yes." "It is with great sorrow that I must inform you   that our headmaster, Mr Lindum- Svendsen passed away today." "Lindum-Svendsen is dead." "Lindum-Svendsen is dead!" "I'm really sorry, Frits." "You had the courage I didn't have." "Lindum-Svendsen is dead." "It happened yesterday." "Heart attack." "We've come to bring you home." " l'm afraid it won't work out." " l'm not leaving without you." "I can't." "Maybe it's best to let dad stay awhile." "Don't you get it?" "If you stay here then that means he's won." "Come on, Dad." "Come on, let's go home." "based on actual events" "THE END Subtitles by:" "Reklame11"