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Now it'll taste with some

pickled herring and a drink, Albert.

- The breakfast is important.

- Certainly, yes. It's breakfast...

Start your day with a huge drink

to revive your spirit, preferably two.

- How old was the blonde-haired?

- Not so old.

White-skinned, firm body.

I must paint her.

Paint the midsummer dance!

Nobody could do it better.

I'll do that later.

I'll need to paint Ida first.

- Not just paint...

- Mind your own business.

Isn't she too young?

Half as old as you...

I'm not so damn old!

- I just thought...

- Don't meddle in my affairs!

I haven't done anything. Not yet...

- Are you leaning again?

- Yes, I have to get out.

- Why don't you rest a little?

- I must have fresh air!

So you're going out with the boat?

- Take out the dogs!

- Are you afraid?

No, I don't want

dog hairs all over!

You may sleep upstairs with me.

It's long time ago.

Take out the dog!

I asked whether

you'd go out with the boat.

Then it will be drinking

as usual.

Yeah, right - just as usual.

Ingrid! Stand with your bottom

against me. In the background.

Further in there.

Bend forward. Right.

Anders! Are you there?

- Hello! Anders!

- Who is it?

There's someone waving from a ship.

- It looks like the publisher.

- Anders!

I thought it sounded

like a thirsty devil.

So firm you are, Beda.

- So firm you are, Beda.

- Thanks. I heard it.

- What shall we do about it?

- You know for sure.

Anders, it's me!

Anders, it's me!

- I've been dry for hours.

- That you dare to take such a risk.

- Cheers. Thanks for the next one.

- Are you going by train?

We are all born thirsty.

But most of all Albert Engstrm.

Damn, I can't keep up! Cheers!

Booze and fresh air

has nobody died off yet.

Down with the drinks!

Don't you want to eat anything?

- I didn't come for eating.

- You are a tough man to drink.

- I've always been second after you.

- The devil knows it.

Cheers, then.

- Maybe a little piece of herring.

- Sounds reasonable.

Only to get thirsty again.

- You've become more thirsty

over the years. - It's a lie!

I've always been pardoned

with the same remarkable thirst.

Anders, you and I know it:

The importance of alcohol

for the human body...

can't be exaggerated!

And now it's strawberry juice

and biscuits. Hope it will taste.

Kari, get the biscuits now.

They are made this morning.

Open up!

Anders, open up!

- I'm coming.

- Open up...

My dear wife... So glad you came,

Emma. Come in.

You see that... I have engaged

Ida as our new kitchen assistant.

She'll help Kari in the kitchen.

Now that you have so many nice

guests and even more coming soon...

- How thoughtful of you.

- I've to go to Stockholm.

- To Stockholm?

- I've to take a little trip.

- And the new kitchen assistant with you?

- That's not necessary at all.

Actually Oscar asked me.

He wants to be portrayed.

- Oscar?

- Yes.

- Which Oscar?

- The second.

Oscar the second? The King?

Well him, yes. It fits good.

Is it you who's going to paint of me?

The portrait's intended as a gift to the

Life Guard, on horseback in uniform.

Well, so it should be painted.

It won't be painted by me.

What do you say? How dare you?

A uniform has been tailored! My precious

time has been made available.

And now your're stubborn!

What a shame!

Your Majesty is the patron of the arts.

If I shall paint the King of Sweden

it should be in another way.

Really? Well...

- How should I dress to please you?

- Festive dress.

Possibly with a Serafin belt.

My son, who paints, mostly landscapes,

would like to greet the artist.

I was thinking

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