The Girl from the Marsh Croft
- Year:
- 1935
- 82 min
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Based on the novel
by Selma Lagerlf.
Servant sale at town square.
Too young, she can't do the job.
Redheads talk too much.
Those who neglect their own clothes
will neglect cattle just as much.
- You don't like to work!
- What?
You never to stay at a farm.
Every year, I find you here.
Two people make a meeting. Some owner's
can't treat their servants right.
C'mon!
- I'd sure like to work for him.
- I know you would!
I will go immediately.
Are you looking for a maid?
Yes, indeed.
- What's your name?
- Helga.
You're quite young.
And you're not strong yet.
- But it'll be enough for a maid.
- That's not what I'm here for.
- What's with her?
- Her?
She won't find a job.
Not on a respectable farm.
- No farmer will take her.
- That's Helga Christmann.
- She used to work at the Marshland Farm.
- She had to leave that farm.
- Once Nolde was married.
- Oh, so it's her?
- Yes.
- How long did you work?
- 3 years.
- What can you do?
- Household chores and field work.
You won't need to do field work.
Where have you been last?
I was with Jens Willgraff.
- I will talk to him.
- He's at the tribunal today.
Leave the window closed!
Or else you should be
stricken with my gout.
to be opened.
Really?
He suffocates from
Did this foul trial
get up his nose?
Defamation, cattle stealing,
legacy hunting, forgery.
The judge is not the only one
who has had it with all these trials.
I can imagine.
I'm looking for Jens Willgraff?
Willgraff!
He was just here.
You and your pranks.
My pranks?
What is it, Karsten Dittmar?
Somebody who is looking
for himself!
I need some information.
Later. At the tavern, with a nice jug.
Alright.
There's only one thing left.
He, himself has had it, with all this.
The judge
knows what's important.
Money, it's always the money...
This court will now hear
the case..
Of Helga Christmann,
unmarried maid..
From the Marshland Farm,
against Peter Nolde, farmer,
married.
That's me.
- Did the plaintiff not show?
- She's outside, crying.
She's probably ashamed.
Now it's too late!
C'mon in.
C'mon!
Why are you standing
around outside?
You called in the court,
you will only make things worse
if you don't defend yourself now.
So, Helga Christmann,
you filed a suit
against the father of your child,
born on December 5.
Yes.
You claim that the father
of your child is
Peter Nolde.
Yes.
I'm not the father.
It's easy to name your former
employer as the father.
You're sure to get your
money that way.
But...
do you stand by your testimony?
You don't want to answer?
He's the father.
Because Nolde denies..
You will have to testify under oath.
Peter Nolde, are you ready
to take an oath?
Yes.
You are aware of
the meaning of the oath?
You know
committing perjury is a major sin,
heavily punished.
Yes.
For a married man,
it is a sore temptation
under oath.
After this reminder,
would you still
like to go under oath?
I want to.
On the Bible.
He can't vow! He should not vow!
Don't interrupt.
She's scared of losing
her lawsuit.
Peter Nolde,
rest your right hand on this Bible
"I swear by God,"
"omnipotent and all-knowing..."
"I swear by God,"
"omnipotent and all-knowing..."
"that the maid, Helga
Christmann and I, never..."
"that the maid, Helga
Christmann and I, never..."
What does she want with the Bible?
She doesn't want to vow?
Silence!
Let justice take it's course.
You can't change anything now.
He can't swear.
I renounce everything!
He is the child's father.
But I can't let my child
have a perjurer
as its father.
He can't swear.
Let it be as you said, Helga.
The charge is to be withdraw.
Are you satisfied with that?
It's for the better.
Thank you, Helga.
You did a good deed.
- What did he say?
- "A good deed".
He said "a good deed".
She didn't seem like this kind of girl.
Don't you want to get in?
I can give you a lift.
Have fun, with her.
Shut up, idiot.
You would be happy,
to have a daughter like her.
So, Karsten Dittmar,
how about a drink?
You wanted to ask me something.
No, it's nothing.
I made up my mind.
I will think this through
before choosing a maid.
Ok, some other time then.
Karsten, when you're passing the bailiff,
give Gertrud my best regards.
I'll pass it on.
Tell her; I hope she will order that
wedding jewellery real soon.
The one she saw at my place!
Why don't you take care of
the horse before you start unloading?
If the servant won't do his job...
The master has to
leave his horse waiting. I know!
Gertrud!
Since when does the bailiff's daughter
have to uncouple all by herself?
If the servant won't do his job...
She will grow up to be
competent woman.
But, I won't let
you leave just yet.
Hello!
Where are you coming from?
From the market,
from court or from the maid market?
All at once.
But the most important bit is coming up.
What is it?
That thing between the two of us.
Father, Karsten will
have lunch with us.
Oh yeah?
Alright then.
Hello, Karsten.
Your father will never forgive me
for being born on a small farm.
He will get accustomed to you,
just wait and see.
Our feelings only matter to us.
Nothing will get between us.
If that guy is the only on
to separate me from you...
We can have lunch in peace!
It's ok, Gertrud.
As long as your father won't invite me,
I'll prefer to eat at home.
It is time to decide
if he's going to get
married or not.
but the bailiff wants
his daughter to marry a rich man.
Don't you think?
Maybe you should visit
the bailiff and talk to him.
But you never say a word anyway.
She's rich,
she's beautiful and she loves him.
If those 2 don't get married,
it's your fault.
It would be so wonderful!
Marriage, it's like bacon.
If it's meager, it still tastes good,
but it isn't real bacon.
Hello, Mother.
Hello, Karsten.
Hello, Father.
Dinner is almost ready, Karsten.
Gertrud sends her regards to you.
You met her?
So, how did her father treat you?
He's not too happy.
Gertrud is happy.
She will have her way, eventually.
Did you find me a maid?
There were no suitable maids
on that market.
But then I went to the court.
- The court?
- Yes.
A girl had a lawsuit.
she has a bad reputation.
But then...
the judge himself
shook her hand.
Who was it?
Helga Christmann,
from the Marshland Farm.
If the fog
cover the swamp again today...
Yes.
With the fog...
Voices cover the swamp
calling for those who
are wandering outside.
This has woodworms all over it.
Good for nothing.
These here...
these will make good shoes.
What are you carving into it?
This sign will bring luck.
Wearing these, you won't get lost
and you won't sink in the swamp.
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