Memories of a Marriage Page #3

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like in ancient Rome or whatever.

- We were married yesterday, Mum.

- About time! Come to Granny.

What a pretty little boy.

- Which of you does he take after?

- You'd better make the extra bed.

Yes, I don't intend to sleep

on the floor.

I've found your christening robe,

and you've only worn it once...

- so it only needs a good wash.

You'll be such a handsome baby.

We're not going to baptize him,

Mum.

He's not going to be baptized.

Karl Aage and I have

made that decision.

- It's our son, Mum.

- But it's my grandson.

- And he's going to be baptized.

- That's not for you to decide.

I'll get that boy baptized

if it's the last thing I do.

We've never had heathens

in our family!

I'm not going to let her get away

with this. It's our baby.

Here you are.

For once I want you to be firm.

Mrs Andersen told me to say

she's gone to bed.

- Who's gone to bed?

- Mum.

- Is she ill?

- She's bedridden.

And she's going to stay in bed

till the stubbornness subsides.

She won't eat and won't see you.

That's what she told me to say.

Very well. Thank you.

- She hasn't done that before.

- A hunger strike?

- She loves food. God Almighty!

- She won't give in.

- Stupid old bag.

- But this time she'll have to.

We have to be firm, Karl Aage!

She won't see a doctor, she's

losing weight and she's very weak.

She's lost almost five pounds.

Thank God she's not too weak

to go on the scales.

- It's not funny, Karl Aage.

- And she can't sleep at night.

Well, tell her...

Oh, I don't know!

- Do we have to do something?

- We're being firm!

I've brought you some nourishing

soup, Mum. It'll do you good.

She says thank you very much,

but she's not hungry.

Wouldn't it help

if you got up and about?

She hasn't got anything

to get up for any more.

Shouldn't I fetch the doctor?

No doctor can help her.

We presume you want to hear about

a person you've caused much grief.

Mrs Andersen can't move any more,

Mrs Andersen is as good as dead.

- She can't even whisper any more.

- I'll pass it on.

It was the daily news.

- Has she got worse?

- It sounds so.

It's no good. You'd better

see the vicar tomorrow.

- Didn't we agree...

- I'll do it then!

But, Regitze...

Didn't we agree...

Didn't you tell me to be firm?

Isn't it our son?

I'm amazed at your stubbornness.

You're willing to let people die

because of your silly idea.

Why can't he just be baptized

like every other child?

Oh, you moved, Karl Aage.

And it was almost a wrap.

My mother could be troublesome

but she was a remarkable person.

My mother's a bit out of the

ordinary too. One Christmas...

- Shut up, Dad.

- You tell that story every year!

- You don't even tell it well.

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