15岁的夏天 Den sommeren jeg fylte 15 (1976)【完整台词】

Okay. Your shirt, that's packed.

That's all. Oh!

The warm sweater Aunt Linn
knitted you for Christmas.

It's probably too small for you.

Your socks I packed too.

Yes, and handkerchiefs!

Don't forget them, for God's sake!

And don't forget to use them!

And again don't slam doors -

Like you usually do at home.

Uncle Kristen and Aunt Linn are not used
to noise, you know. They have no children.
Promise me, Peter.

Carsten!

Carsten!

He has a train to catch in 45 minutes!

- Yes, it's also not far.
- It's 45 minutes to get there...

- Yes, wait a minute, I'm not finished yet!
- Well, of course, your business is more important!

- Listen, don't bother me!
- Yes, I don't care about your business.

He'll be late for the train!

Okay. Okay! Keep your hair on!

Well, what kind of person!

Well, ready?

My boy! I'll miss you.

It's true isn't it, Carsten?
The house will seem empty.

Enjoy yourself on me.
- Bye then!
- Later!

Safe journey!

In a minute, take a look
at this little thing.

It will be useful to you in the village.

It's yours.

Thank you very much!

It's beautiful.

And don't forget to
write. At least sometimes.

We'll also be wondering
how you are doing.

- It's been quite a while since you've visited
the Fagerlunds. - Well yes. Two years.

Oh, sure, you were there the year
before last year. Now I remember.

Give them my regards.

That summer I was 15 years old.

I went to my Aunt Linn and
Uncle Kristen Fagerlund.

I'd been there many times
before, when I was little.

But that summer was special.

I was invited there.

But I could not shake
off the thought, -

- that it gave my father
and mother some freedom.

They had to solve their problems.

And the best thing was to get rid of me.

The Summer I Turned 15

Based on the novel by Knut
Faldbakken "Summer Holiday"

Cast: Steffen Rothschild

Anne Lise Tangstad Kaare Kroppan

Grethe Ryen

Carina Rude Arne Lendl

Inger Teien Wilfred Breistrand

Helge Linaae Dag Sandvig Knut Hultgren

Directed by: Lasse Sther Associate
Producer: Anniken Lindaas Kolstad

Props: Ingeborg Kvamme
Costume designer: Eva Lendl

Make up: Mette Lange-Nielsen
Assistant Director: Brit Hartmann

Sound producer: Leif Erlsboe Assistant sound
Dan Taksbro Photographer: Bjorn Jegerstedt

Lighting: Per Engebretsen Operators: Niels
Jorgen Hansen, Arne Sandvik, Dagfinn Kleppan

Production: TEAMFILM Laboratory: JOHAN
ANKERSTERNE Distributor: NORENAFILM

Written by: Knut
Faldbakken, Knut Andersen

Editing: Bente Kaas Music: Eyvind Solas

Director of Photography: Knut Gloersen
Executive Producer: Svein Toreg

Director: Knut Andersen

- Good morning, Peter.
- Hi.

- Well, are you okay?
- Yes.

I'll take your suitcase.

- The machine over there.
- Yeah. You're still driving the same green one?

Yes the same good old wheelbarrow.
Not so easy to get rid of it.

She's just running like clockwork.

But a bit unpredictable!

So. Come on, climb in.

- Well? How's life in the city?
- Yes fine.

- Greetings from my family.
- Yeah thanks.

So nice to come back to the village.

Aunt Linn, Maria and...

...Maria... what's the matter?

Maria no longer lives here, Peter.

Is she no longer working...?

She disappeared.

- Hi!
- Hi!

How you've grown! Is everything fine?

We're a little late.

Come on, I'll take it.

Well how are you? All is well?

Let's eat properly, Peter.

Thank you, but I...

Perhaps you want a
dessert? Porridge prunes!

Thank you, thank you.

Did he say anything about Maria...?

No.

Just said she... disappeared.

Isn't that awful?

Three weeks ago, she disappeared.
Come on, have some cream.

We had the police here.
We searched everywhere.

She was happy.

Don't get upset, do you remember?

Everyone's convinced she ran into the
woods. Maybe wandered into the swamp?..

She could have run
away while you were out.

Yes. Maybe.

Let's eat up.

Peter? Mmm?

- Promise me one thing.
- What?

That you do not pay
attention to all the gossip.

It's true that people are talking.

You'll be fine here.

Well, it would be time
to visit the small lodge.

- Don't you go there rather often?
- Well, and who else would bring the milk to her?

- Yes, you drag yourself there every evening.
- Linn...

Go, go.

You're worse than the
noisy women in the market!

Are you going, Peter?

Thanks for the treat!

You... you taking him with you?

Yeah, you know, we're agreed, that
Peter will live alone in the annexe.

Are you going to sleep
there alone, Peter?

I've put you in the bunk bed as usual.

- But...
- Of course, he will live separately.

Like all lads, as they get older.

Well, make yourself feel at home, Peter.

Aunt Linn will bring you the bed sheets.

- And if not, you'll get them yourself. Why?
- Well yes.

- Good night.
- Good night.

Peter! Peter!

Peter! Peter!

Peter! Peter!

Hey Jo! Come here!

- Hi!
- Hi!

- Wow! Do you live here?
- Well yes.

- Are you going to live here all Summer?
- Oh sure.

- I'm almost an adult, and you?
- Me too.

You should have seen what was on
last week. The cinema showed a dancer.

- Did you see her?
- No.

She danced in a transparent dress.

Almost nothing on at all.

- Have you read "Lady Chatterley's Lover"?
- No. But look what I've got.

"And here I am with my boyfriend!"

"I'm just crazy about him!"

Oh, you naughty boy!

Where are you going? Wait,
I'm asking you a question!

- Not like that!
- Yes, everything is fine.

Come on, you try.

No, hold it properly. Like
this. And take aim. Come on!

- No...
- Oh shit. Come on, I'll show you.

Wait a second. One more time? Op!

Oh my God. You're absolutely crazy?

You know, we'll try a new blade Peter.

- All right, let's eat.
- The first wafer - Peter.

- Do you want jam on it?
- And do you want a lot?

Oh, totally!

Here, Peter.

Oh yeah.

Ouch, I've cut myself.

Well, shall we mix blood?

- Then we will be brothers forever!
- Yes, calm down will you!

- I'll fetch a plaster.
- No, sit down.

Look, Linn, you're not afraid of blood?

Remember how you fetched me from the
woods when I slashed himself on the leg?

You remember, right?

What, you don't remember?

How you looked after me then?

You couldn't forget about it!

My God, Kristen, it was so long ago!

And I remember it very well, Linn.

Kristen, you're dripping
on the tablecloth!

Come on, don't worry.

And didn't you find any letter?

Often people who run away leave a note.

No, from her there was nothing.

If I ever wrote a line...

No, not even any little notes.
I've already searched everywhere.

And nobody knows anything.

Okay, enough of that.

- And you don't think of me at all!
- You don't know what you're talking about!

- You just can't wait to see her!
- No, you're wrong!

And aren't you ashamed
in front of Peter!

No, nothing like that!

Dont touch me! Go away!