Commandos Strike at Dawn

Morning, Johan.

- Morning.

- Good morning, Erik.

- Morning, Gunnar.

- Morning, Erik.

How was your catch last night?

- Found the school where you said.

- Above the point.

You'll have better luck tomorrow.

The water temperature

is up two degrees.

- How's your luck, Erik?

- My luck?

I don't need any luck

in my business.

I wasn't talking about business.

Nor is your business my business...

...nor am I a man to talk,

but there is talk in the village.

The hermit is no longer a hermit.

Go on and dry your nets.

Erik, there was some tagged salmon

in the catch, three of them.

Well, that's right, my tags.

They're the first to show up.

I marked them in June, 1935.

Home again.

Four years later, on time.

Thanks for bringing them.

I've got to note this down.

You're not too busy to come

to my wedding tonight?

- I'll be there.

- Anna told me to remind you...

...she's invited the English admiral.

- And his daughter too?

Yes, his daughter too.

Go on and dry your nets.

Don't look yet.

- Now you can turn around.

- Your wedding cake.

How beautiful! Thank you.

- Make a wish.

- I will.

Did you make the wish?

I did.

- This is wonderful cake.

- All wedding cakes are lovely.

This is the nicest one of all,

I know.

Save a nice piece for your father.

- I will. This is for you, Alfred.

- Thank you, Anna.

- But you must remember our guests.

- Yes, the English admiral.

I'll serve them right away.

Thank you.

- To our English friends.

- Thank you.

- Thank you very much.

- Good luck to you always.

Thank you.

The first dance with your husband.

Excuse us.

This is very good cake indeed.

We seem to be celebrating

every event in Norway with a feast.

A pleasant custom,

in my opinion.

Judith's fond of her food.

The poets say women

are wrapped up...

...in love and dreams

of melancholy princes...

...but my sister prefers

roast beef any day.

- Brother has no illusions about me.

- All brothers are the same.

- Would you care to dance?

- I'll do my best.

I like weddings. In fact, I like

everything I've discovered in Norway.

Norway returns the compliment,

Miss Bowen.

Happy?

Yes, but I'd better go back

and finish cutting the cake.

All right.

I'll tell you the truth, Anna.

I'm delighted you married my son.

I couldn't have picked a better girl.

Two or three little points

of instruction:

In the morning, don't talk

to him until he talks to you.

A man in the morning is really

an animal that belongs in the zoo.

- Not Gunnar?

- Gunnar!

Instruction the second:

Do not permit yourself to get fat.

Fat has ruined more marriages

than actresses and pretty widows.

Has Mother taught you not to talk to me

until I talk to you in the morning?

- Gunnar!

- How did you know?

Mother's married off five

of my brothers already.

When Alfred finds a wife,

she'll hear the same.

Dance.

Your instructions will come later...

...and not from me.

Go, dance.

I've never seen so many

beautiful girls in my life.

I'm seriously thinking of living

in Norway for five or six years.

You look so serious, as if you were

trying to solve a world problem.

I am serious about a problem.

It isn't a world problem.

If you have something on your mind,

it makes it a lot easier...

...to share it with someone.

My friends tell me

that I have a nice, honest face.

We dance. We drink. Ridiculous.

- Another drink, admiral?

- I really oughtn't.

- Just one.

- Thank you.

- To England.

- To Norway.

Though I reserve certain criticisms

of the English government, understand.

I understand. I imagine

you are not alone in that.

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