ROBERT MONTGOMERY PRESENTS - 
YOUR LUCKY STRIKE THEATRE 
FEBRUARY 22, 1954 
NO. 95 
"LAND OF HAPPINESS" 
STARRING OSA MASSEN 
ADAPTED FOR TELEVISION 
BY SANDRA MICHAEL 
NBC-TV NETWORK 
ALTERNATE MONDAYS, 9:30-10:30 PM EST 

OPENING 

FADE IN: 

FILM "ROBERT MONTGOMERY PRESENTS" 

DISSOLVE TO 
TELOP #1 
"YOUR LUCKY STRIKE THEATRE" 

DISS TO: 
BALCONY - PAN TO MONTGOMERY 

MONTGOMERY 
Thank you, Bill, and good evening, ladies and gentlemen. This is Studio 8H in 
New York and this is "Your Lucky Strike Theatre". In the next hour we will 
bring you a romantic, heartwarming story called "Land Of Happiness." It stars 
Miss Osa Massen - a Hollywood actress making her first appearance on this 
series and John Newland, one of your favorites. Featured with them is a new 
and promising television actor, Robert Wark. 

"Land of Happiness" has two settings, in two entirely different worlds. One is 
the city of Copenhagen, as sophisticated in 1895 - the time of our play - as 
it is today. The other setting is the Faero Islands that belong to Denmark, 
but lie far, far away in the wild, cold North Atlantic Ocean. 

It was to the Faero Islands that a young clergyman in 1895 brought his gay and 
beautiful Danish bride ... not quite certain in his own heart why it was he 
had taken her so far away from her own world and people. 

The story you will see is based on fact, because the original drama, "Land of 
Happiness" from which Sandra Michael has written the teleplay, was the work of 
Hans Peter Falk-Ronne.... whose father was the clergyman in our story, and 
whose mother was the lovely Lis. 

We'll begin our play in just a moment. First, here is Dorothy Collins, the 
sweetheart of Lucky Strike, who tells you why more and more smokers enjoy 
Lucky Strike every day. [...]


["LAND OF HAPPINESS" 
STARRING OSA MASSEN 
WITH JOHN NEWLAND 
AND ROBERT WARK 
FEATURING ANNE SEYMOUR 
JANE SEYMOUR
DIRECTED BY NORMAN FELTON]




ACT I LEAD IN 
(MONTGOMERY IN CAPE) 

MONTGOMERY: Act I of "Land of Happiness" starring Osa Massen begins in the 
drawing room of the Holbeck home in Copenhagen, Denmark. The year is 1895. 
It's a warm, friendly room - for although Copenhageners take a lively interest 
in everything the city has to offer, the heart of their life is always their 
home. The hour is near that cheerful moment when it's time for afternoon 
coffee. Lis Holbeck should be back now from a shopping trip. 

ACT ONE 

SCENE 1: INTERIOR, DAY. 
THE DRAWING ROOM OF A WELL-TO-DO COPENHAGEN HOME, 1895. INGRID, THE NEAT 
LITTLE PARLOR MAID, IS SETTING THE COFFEE TABLE. 

WE HEAR LIS'S VOICE BEFORE SHE ENTERS. 

SHE HAS SEVERAL LARGE BOXES WHICH SHE CARRIES ON HER TWO OUTSTRETCHED ARMS. 

LIS 
Ingrid! Ingrid! 
(SHE COMES INTO VIEW) 
The Baroness hasn't been here, I hope? 

INGRID 
(MOVING WITH LIS)
No, Miss Holbeck, The Baroness hasn't arrived yet. 

LIS 
(CROSSING TO TABLE WITH PACKAGES) 
Oh! Thank goodness! I know I'm horribly late; thank you Ingrid, but I want to 
leave them here to show to the Baroness. Oh, I almost knocked you over!
(SHE SMILINGLY KISSES PORCELAIN DOG) 
Oh, you can't IMAGINE how lovely the dresses are-- Christophersen REALLY 
outdid herself this time, the angel. 

INGRID 
(SHE HEARS SOMETHING) 
I think I heard a carriage stopping. 

LIS 
(HAS BEEN BUSILY OPENING BOX AND IS JUST PULLING OUT A DRESS) 
That will be the Baroness - perhaps you'd better see about the coffee. 

INGRID 
(SMILING) 
Yes, thank you, Miss. 

(AS INGRID LEAVES THE ROOM, LIS RUNS TO THE WINDOWS, SWINGING ONE OF THEM OUT 
OVER THE STREET, LOOKING DOWN) 

A CARRIAGE IS HEARD DRIVING OFF 

(FROM HALLWAY, INGRID'S IN POLITE GREETING: 

"Good afternoon, Mr. Carstens" 

FREDRIK'S VOICE, HURRIED AND CURT. 

"Good afternoon, Ingrid") 

(HE CROSSES IN) 

LIS 
(GOING TOWARD HIM. AFFECTIONATE, PLEASED, SURPRISED. SHE HOLDS OUT BOTH HANDS) 
Why Fredrik! I was expecting Ellen. What a lovely surprise! 

FREDRIK 
Hello, Lis. 
(HE IS ANNOYED WITH THE NEWS HE HAS HEARD, AND HIS USUAL DEBONAIR MANNER AND 
SMILE ARE MISSING) HE LOOKS CROSS OR AT ANY RATE, DOUR. TAKES ONLY ONE OF HER 
PROFFERED HANDS, KISSES IT PERFUNCTORILY, BOWING BRISKLY) 

LIS 
I had no idea your ship was in--

FREDRIK 
No, I suppose you don't have time to read the papers these days. 

LIS 
(LAUGHS) 
As a matter of fact, I don't. Isn't that awful? Here, let me help you with 
your coat. 
(TURNS TOWARD HALLWAY) 
Ingrid? 

INGRID 
(COMING IN) 
Yes, miss. 

FREDRIK 
(HALF OUT 0F HIS COAT, LOOKING TOWARD TABLE) 
But you were expecting someone. 

LIS 
It's only Ellen who's coming, she'll be so glad to see, you. Besides - cakes 
from Otto's, Fredrik! You can't have had anything like that for weeks, no 
matter how good the cooks may be in His Majesty's Navy. 

DURING THIS, INGRID HAS TAKEN HIS WRAPS AND IS LEAVING AS HE STRAIGHTENS HIS 
JACKET, AUTOMATICALLY, AND LOOKS TO SEE THAT INGRID HAS GONE BEFORE HE 
ADDRESSES LIS: 

FREDRIK 
Lis, what the devil is this nonsense I heard about you as soon as I got home 
today? 

LIS 
Nonsense? I haven't the faintest idea, darling. 

FREDRIK 
My mother says you've got yourself engaged to Erik Paulsen- Of course it's 
[not] true!

LIS 
Well, of course it's true! 

FREDRIK 
Are we talking about the same Erik Paulsen? 

LIS 
Do we know more than one? 

FREDRIK 
But Lis! Erik Paulsen is a theological student! 

LIS 
Oh, no, he's already an ordained minister. 

FREDRIK 
A MINISTER--

LIS 
I just hope I can live up to the honor and distinction. Do sit down, Fredrik, 
you're so tall. I'll get tired, talking to you. (SHE EXAGGERATES THE TILT OF 
HER HEAD, BACKWARD) 

FREDRIK 
(STIFFLY) 
I'm not staying. So don't worry about your neck. 

LIS 
(LAUGHS) 
Oh, Fredrik! What's the MATTER with you today? Come now, please sit down. 

(SHAKES HIS HEAD AS IF HE WERE DENYING THE POSSIBILITY, FOR HER: ANSWERING HIS 
OWN QUESTION) 

FREDRIK 
You can't mean you're really going to marry the man? 

LIS 
Naturally, I'm going to marry him! As soon as Mother and Father get home 
from the Riviera. 

FREDRIK 
Do THEY know about this crazy idea? 

LIS 
You don't think I'd be engaged without their consent, I hope.  

FREDRIK 
Oh, yes, I do! And I suppose you got their consent FIRST. 

LIS 
We-ell, no-o, but very soon afterward. 

FREDRIK 
Afterwards. That's what I thought. I imagine they're happy about the prospect 
of your being married to a minister! 
(THIS WITH SARCASM) 

LIS 
(WITH APPEALING SINCERITY) 
Oh, I hope so, Fredrik. 
(BRIGHTLY) 
Of course, they don't quite like the idea that we're going to live on the 
Faero Islands. 

FREDRIK 
(HE IS ABSOLUTELY THUNDERSTRUCK. HAD SHE SAID THE MOON, HE COULDN'T HAVE BEEN 
MORE INCREDULOUS) 
You're WHAT! 

LIS 
Erik is going to have his first parish on the Faeros. 

(HERE THE BARONESS IS ANNOUNCED, AND LIS INTERRUPTS HERSELF, TURNING) 

INGRID 
The Baroness Beau-Guild--

ELLEN 
(SAILING IN, CHARMING, ASSURED, OFF-HAND) 
(A WHITE POODLE ON HER ARM)
Darling, I'm sorry to be late, I-- well! Fredrik! 

LIS 
And Lena! 
(SHE TAKES THE POODLE, HUGGING IT TO HER) 

FREDRIK 
How do you do, Ellen. 

ELLEN 
I heard His Majesty's "Ingolf" got in today. Great heavens, how handsome you 
are, Fredrik, isn't he, Lis? I don't know what there is about gold braid... 

FREDRIK 
It obviously can't hold a candle to a clerical collar. 

ELLEN 
Oh, is that it? I thought you looked rather overcast. 

LIS 
(INTERRUPTING, STEERING HIM TO THE TABLE) 
Come children, coffee. 

(INGRID BRINGS IN TRAY WITH PLACE-SETTING FOR FREDRIK, COFFEE AND A PLATTER OF 
CAKES) 

ELLEN 
Thank you, dear. 

(THEY MOVE TO SIT) 

LIS 
May Lena go out to the cook, Ellen. They adore each other. 

ELLEN 
(TO DOG) 
You may go, darling-- but only one cream puff, Miss Pig! 
(INGRID CARRIES THE DOG OUT) 
(ELLEN IN ONE BREATH TURNS TO FREDRIK) 
Now don't be jealous, Fredrik we all know you're madly in love with Lis, but 
what would we do in Copenhagen if YOU got married? Some men should dedicate 
their lives to being bachelors. I'm convinced they have a stabilizing effect 
on marriage ... husbands tend to worry about them, that's not a bad idea for 
some husbands -- and then a bachelor is SUCH A plum at a dinner party. Oh, 
what divine cakes. From Otto's, of course? 

LIS 
Of course. 

(LIS HOLDS THE CAKE SPOON TENTATIVELY OVER THE CAKE-PLATTER WHICH OFFERS 
NAPOLEON SLICES, "SEA-SHELLS" AND ALMOND TARTS) 

ELLEN 
(RAISING HER HAND, INDEX FINGER IN PONDERING ATTITUDE NEAR HER CHIN, THEN 
BENDING SLIGHTLY TO INDICATE HER CHOICE) 
Please-
(LIS SCOOPS THE ALMOND TART, PLACES IT ON ELLEN'S PLATE, TURNS TO FREDRIK 
QUESTIONINGLY. HE SHRUGS, INDICATING IT'S UNIMPORTANT WHAT HE GETS. THIS 
DURING: 

FREDRIK 
Ellen, did you know they're going to THE FAERO ISLANDS to live? 

ELLEN 
Yes, isn't it fabulous? 

LIS 
It's so romantic. The bishop offered Eric a Parish here, but he preferred to 
go abroad. 

FREDRIK 
Woman, do you know where the Faero Islands are? 

LIS 
Well, of course, darling. I've been to school. "The Faero Islands, once 
belonging to Norway, now to Denmark, lie approximately half way between the 
Orkney Islands and Iceland. 

FREDRIK 
The Faero Islands, my girl, are eight days by steamer from Copenhagen, and 
about one million miles from anything you've been accustomed to in your life. 

LIS 
THAT'S what's so exciting. Why, you've told me yourself Fredrik, how 
interesting it was when the Ingolf stopped there last year. 

FREDRIK 
To visit, to see, like a curiosity! Not to live there. 

LIS 
Oh! You'll have to excuse me a minute! 

ELLEN 
(AS LIS GETS UP) 
Now what is it? 

LIS 
(LEAVING) 
I forgot to get Ingrid the key to the wine-cabinet. You are going to 
drink to Erik and me and the big adventure. (SHE LEAVES) 

FREDRIK 
Ellen, has she lost her mind? 

ELLEN 
No, just her heart. 

FREDRIK 
(SHAKES HIS HEAD) 
Cream puffs. Poodles. Dresses from Christoffersen... the ROYAL THEATRE, 
concerts, Copenhagen. 
(LOOKS AROUND THE ROOM) 
...All this. And from this, that blue-nose Erik Paulsen is taking her to a 
god-forsaken rock in the North Atlantic. 

ELLEN 
But people live there, Fredrik! 

FREDRIK 
Yes. The same way they've been living since the middle ages. 

ELLEN 
Now, Fredrik, you KNOW they'll live the Danish way in their own home. 

FREDRIK 
H'mph! How would they manage that? In a house - without water - without 
plumbing - no town to shop in - no theatres - libraries - restaurants -. To 
take Lis from this world... to that primitive wilderness ...(GIVES UP) It's a 
nightmare. (SUDDENLY) And Erik Paulsen. If it had been some dashing 
heroic type -

ELLEN 
Heroic types do not come in any special size? As it happens, Erik is a very 
attractive man -- but what's even more important to a girl like Lis -- is the 
fact that he has purpose in his life, a noble purpose to serve the 
needs of others. 

FREDRIK 
H'mph. And this excuses him for dragging Lis Holbeck off to a foreign land, a 
million miles away? 

ELLEN 
Fredrik, darling. Marriage itself is at first a ... "far and foreign 
land", but many people do find it turns out to be their land of 
happiness, no matter where they may live. 

FREDRIK 
(NODS. HE HAS FIGURED IT OUT, TO HIS OWN SATISFACTION)
Erik knows just how foreign he is to Lis's own world ... he wouldn't 
dare try to live here, in competition with her friends and family ... that's 
why he's dragging her up there, where he'll have her all to himself. 

ELLEN 
Now you're being unfair! 

FREDRIK 
We'll see. And whatever the young reverend may have by way of a motive... the 
result will be the same. I give the marriage.... .... five months. Three 
fairly good summer months, and then when the rains begin -- look for Lis to be 
coming home. 

LIS 
(FROM HALLWAY AND AS SHE ENTERS WITH ERIK) 
But it's just Ellen, and Fredrik Carstens. LOOK who's here! 

(FREDRIK RISES, WITH A RESIGNED OR OTHERWISE UNGALLANT LOOK. ELLEN IS CORDIAL) 

ELLEN 
Well, Mr. Paulsen! 

ERIK 
How do you do, Ellen. 
(THEY SHAKE HANDS, BUT HE DOES NOT KISS HER HAND) 
(ERIK AND FREDRIK SHAKE HANDS) 

ERIK 
How do you do, Carstens. I heard the Ingolf had come in today. 

FREDRIK 
Really? You keep up with the news better than Lis does, then. And BY the way, 
may I offer my . . heartiest congratulations? 

ERIK 
Thank you. Thank you very much! 
(HE IS FORTHRIGHT AND FRIENDLY, THOUGH A LITTLE ILL AT EASE WITH FREDRIK.) 

LIS 
(INDICATING PLACE THAT WAS HERS)
Sit here, Erik dear, I'll be back in a moment -

ELLEN 
Lis, for goodness sake, you Just GOT back - 

LIS 
I KNOW, I'm sorry, but I forgot all about the key for Ingrid - but I'll be 
back in a minute. (LEAVES) 

(FREDRIK AND ERIK ARE STILL STANDING) 

ELLEN 
PLEASE sit down, both of you. 

ERIK 
(DECIDES TO SIT, AS HE SENSES FREDRIK IS WAITING RATHER POINTEDLY FOR HIM TO 
SIT DOWN FIRST) 
I don't like to intrude like this, and cause a lot of extra trouble -

ELLEN 
Intrude! Listen to the man! 
(SHE TAKES HIS CUP, POURS COFFEE FOR HIM) 

FREDRIK 
I hear you're taking a parish on the Faero. 

ERIK 
Yes --- that's right. 

FREDRIK 
It's an interesting idea, Lis against the background of those rather ... 
unupholstered islands. I look forward to seeing the phenomenon. 

ERIK 
(BEWILDERED) 
YOU ... do? 

FREDRIK 
(CORDIAL NOW, AS IF THEY WERE THE BEST OF FRIENDS) 
Yes! Either the Heimdal or the Ingolf is due to make a tour of inspection of 
the Islands this Fall, and if it turns out to be the Ingolf, I certainly will 
pay you a visit. 

ERIK 
(IN HIS HEART, HE IS HORRIFIED AND TERRIFIED) 
Oh, do that. Do that, by all means! 

DISSOLVE TO FILM OF DOCK ACTIVITY, THEN TO SHIP AT SEA, THEN TO SHIP 
APPROACHING ISLAND. 

DISSOLVE TO: SCENE 2: EXTERIOR, DAY. 
LIS AND ERIK STANDING AT THE RAIL OF THE LITTLE STEAMER TAKING THEM TO THE 
FAERO'S. HE IS DRESSED IN A GREAT COAT AND HAT, SHE IS IN A FITTED COAT WITH A 
SHORT CAPE. 

LIS 
Can you believe it, Erik? After eight days ... we're almost there! 

ERIK 
(HE IS SERIOUS. HIS CONSCIENCE IS BOTHERING HIM A BIT. HAPPY AS HE IS, HE 
FEELS GUILTY ABOUT HAVING BROUGHT HER TO THIS FAR LAND) 
Are you glad? 

LIS 
Am I glad? 
(LAUGHING) 
Of course! I can't wait to see our new home. 

ERIK 
I hope the furniture has been installed. Marja promised me it . would be 
ready. 

LIS 
Marja? 

ERIK 
She is our housekeeper. 
(PAUSE) 
The house we'll live in is very small -- sometimes I think I had no right to 
bring you up here. 

LIS 
Well, I' m glad you think it was your idea! 
(HE LOOKS AT HER, SHE LAUGHS AND HE SMILES, RELIEVED AND HAPPY.) 

ERIK 
(IN A MOOD OF REVERENT AND GRATEFUL HAPPINESS): 
Do you remember that verse from the Book of Psalms? 
"If I take the wings of the morning 
And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea 
Even there shall Thy hand lead me, 
And Thy right hand shall hold me." 

LIS, TOUCHED, LOOKS AT HIM IN LOVING ADMIRATION AND SYMPATHETIC UNDERSTANDING. 

LIS 
(SHE PRESSES HER CHEEK AGAINST HIS ARM. THE WIND WHIPS ABOUT THEM, PAINTING 
THE GRAY MIST WITH THE SOFT COLORS OF HER VEIL) 
"If I take the wings of the morning"! Erik, we ARE taking the wings of the 
morning -- I can hardly wait to see where they'll carry us! 

ERIK 
I hope to our land of happiness. 

DISSOLVE TO FILM OF SHIP LANDING.
 
SCENE 3: INTERIOR DAY. 

DISSOLVE TO THE LIVING ROOM OF THE PARSONAGE ON SAND ISLAND. MARJA OPENS DOOR. 
LIS ENTERS, FOLLOWED BY ERIK, WHO IS ANXIOUSLY WATCHING HER REACTIONS. 

ERIK 
Hello, Marja -- this is my wife. 

MARJA 
Welcome to the parsonage, Mrs. Paulsen. I will bring in your hand luggage. 

ERIK 
(PROTESTING) 
Oh, but --

MARJA 
(SMILING) 
You will want to show Mrs. Paulsen the house. 
(SHE LEAVES)

(THEY GO INTO LIVING ROOM. LIS IS DELIGHTED WITH THIS PRIMITIVE DOLL-HOUSE. 
SHE WALKS ABOUT, LOOKING THE WHOLE THING OVER QUICKLY -- THEN PAYING SPECIAL 
ATTENTION TO DETAILS) 

LIS 
Oh, Erik, it's enchanting. I love it.

ERIK 
Well, I warned you, it isn't very big ... 

LIS 
Who would want it to be? How snug we'll be here! You've even remembered my 
dear sweet old friend from home! 
(SHE HAS DISCOVERED THE PORCELAIN DOG, LIFTS IT TO HER CHEEK, REPLACES IT.) 
Welcome to the Faero Islands! And the piano! Erik, how did they ever get the 
piano up that cliff! And over the heath! 

ERIK 
By ropes up the cliff, and six strong men carried it here. 

LIS 
(WARMLY APPRECIATIVE, AND GRATEFUL -- SITS) 
I'll always remember that when I play it ... 
(SHE GOES TO ERIK'S DESK IN THE NOOK) 
And here is where the Pastor will write his sermon, and interview his 
parishioners when they come to him for good advice. 

ERIK 
I only hope I can live up to the responsibilities of my position, Lis! 

LIS 
YOU? You'll more than live up to them, Erik. And I'll try to be a good wife 
and helper. 

ERIK 
(HERE IS AN OPPORTUNITY FOR A SMALL SERMON) 
It is important for you to remember that you are now "the minister's wife" and 
people will--

(LIS CROSSES PAST HIM. STOPS, LOOKING UP INTO HIS FACE AND SMILES IMPISHLY.) 

ERIK 
People will ... what is it, Lis? What are you smiling about? 

LIS 
You know -- you're very handsome.

ERIK 
(FROWNING) 
Lis. 

LIS 
But you are. You don't have to be cross about that, do you? 
(SHE REACHES UP TO KISS HIM. LIGHTLY ON THE CHEEK) 

ERIC 
(HE IS OVERCOME BY HIS LOVE FOR HER)(HOLDS HER CLOSE) 
(HE PUTS HER FROM HIM AS HE SEES MARJA IN THE DOORWAY FROM THE KITCHEN.) 

ERIK 
Yes, Marja? 

MARJA 
If the Pastor and Mrs. Paulsen will excuse me, there are people here to meet 
Mrs. Paulsen. 

LIS 
Here NOW? 

MARJA 
Yes, Madame. 

ERIK 
Please ask them to come in, Marja. 

MARJA 
Yes, thank you. 
(MARJA GOES OUT) 

LIS 
And I have no idea how I look -- 

ERIK 
(TAKING HER TO DOOR) 
You look fine. Come, now -

(AS THE FIRST OF THE GUESTS COMES IN, TO BE FOLLOWED CLOSELY BY THE OTHERS, 
ERIK LEADS HIS WIFE THE FEW STEPS FROM THE NOOK; THE GUESTS LINE UP IN A ROW, 
AND ERIK PRESENTS LIS TO EACH IN TURN. THE FAERO-ISLANDERS ALL HAVE GREAT 
DIGNITY: 

FIRST IN LINE IS A YOUNGISH. MIDDLE-AGED MAN, THEN A LITTLE GIRL, THEN SUNNEVA 
AND JACOB; SIMON; YOUNG WOMAN; MAN. 

ERIK 
Good day, good day, and welcome! 

(THE GUESTS NOD AND MURMUR "Good day, thank you".) 

ERIK 
Johannes, this is my wife. Johannes Siggur is the Schoolmaster, Lis. 

LIS 
(SHAKING HANDS WITH HIM) 
(ADMIRINGLY) 
How do you do! A schoolmaster in Knee-breeches, how charming! At home, a 
schoolmaster looked like this -
(SHE FROWNS, LOOKS STERN AND DOUR) 

(EVERYONE LAUGHS, DELIGHTEDLY AND UNEXPECTEDLY: NOT SUNNEVA, WHO MERELY SMILES 
STIFFLY.) 

SCHOOLMASTER
(PLEASED) 
Welcome to Sand Island! 

LIS 
Thank you! 

ERIK 
Madam Sunneva of Hexfield, Lis, who has the excellent farm I've been telling 
you about. 

LIS 
(SHAKES HANDS) 
Oh, yes! How do you do, Sunneva from Hexfield! 

SUNNEVA 
We welcome Mrs. Pastor Paulsen to Sand Island. 

LIS 
Thank you very much! I'm so happy to be here! 

ERIK 
Jacob, this is my wife. Jacob is Sunneva's son -

LIS 
Hello, Jacob! 
(TO SUNNEVA) 
How proud you must be! 
(SHE GIVES THE PLEASANT-LOOKING YOUNG MAN A RADIANT, COMRADELY SMILE) 
(STARTS TO TURN TO THE NEXT GUEST, THEN QUICKLY TURNS BACK TO LOOK AT JACOB) 
Do you sing, Jacob? 

JACOB 
(SMILES) 
Sing? Oh, like everyone else. 

LIS 
From the way you smile, I just thought you did! I'm looking forward to 
hearing the beautiful folksongs of your islands up here. 
(NOW SHE TURNS TO THE NEXT GUEST, A LITTLE GIRL) (WHOSE MOTHER HOLDS A HAND ON 
HER SHOULDER, LIGHTLY) (LIS STOOPS DOWN TO HER) 
And whom have we here? (SEES THE CHILD'S GAZE GOING TOWARD HER HAT) 
Oh, the hat? Would you like to see my hat? 
(SHE STARTS TO TAKE IT OFF. SUNNEVA TURNS AND LOOKS AT ERIC) 

ERIK 
(TURNING TO LIS) 
Please, Lis. 

LIS 
(STOPPING) 
Yes? 

ERIC 
Don't you think it is unwise to encourage a child in a vain exhibition? 

LIS 
(LOOKING UP BEWILDERED) 
Vain exhibition? 

SUNNEVA 
I am sure, Pastor that in time Mrs. Paulsen will learn our ways -- the ways of 
modesty. 

LIS 
(RISING, CONFUSED) 
The ways of modesty. But I was only showing my hat to the child. 

ERIC 
(SOFTLY) 
It is just that it is unwise, Lis, to encourage the child -- 

(THERE IS A SHOUT FROM OUTSIDE THEY TURN TO THE WINDOW. AT THE WINDOW 
ZACHARIS'S FACE IS SEEN. LIS SEES HIM, IS STARTLED, THE FACE DISAPPEARS.) 

LIS 
Erik, there was someone at the window. 

SUNNEVA 
Never mind, it was just Zacharis, no one at all. 

LIS 
No one at all? 

SUNNEVA 
He's ... (SHE POINTS TO HER TEMPLE) ... disturbed in his head. 

LIS 
But -- I --

ERIK 
(QUICKLY) 
Lis, my dear! We have our guests to think of. 

LIS 
Yes, Erik, of course. 

LIS 
Do please sit down. I want to hear a11 about your beautiful islands. I know I 
have a lot to learn. 

SCENE FADES ON SHOT OF ZACHARIS PEEKING IN AT WINDOW. 

C U R T A I N 

ACT II LEAD IN  
(MONTGOMERY IN LIVING ROOM) 

MONTGOMERY
Now Act II of "Land of Happiness" starring Osa Massen. The weeks since Lis and 
Erik left behind thrm the comforts and security of Copenhagen have been busy 
ones. And difficult too -- adjusting to life in a barren wilderness many miles 
from home. Hardly the place, you might say, to spend a honeymoon - and one's 
life. (DISSOLVE TO CAFE) But Lis has written a letter to the Baroness and she 
is waiting to read it to Fredrik in a Copenhagen restaurant. 

ACT TWO 
 
SCENE 1: INTERIOR, DAY 
CORNER OF A COPENHAGEN RESTAURANT. TALL WINDOWS WITH VELVET DRAPERIES. EMPIRE 
CHAIRS. HEAVY DAMASK CLOTH. NO WATER GLASSES. FLOWERS. BARONET AND FREDRIK ARE 
BEING SEATED BY A WAITER. 

BARONESS 
(WAVING LETTER) 
Letter from Lis! 

FREDRIK 
(LOOKING AT IT, SHAKING HIS HEAD) 
From the Faero Islands; Poor Lis! 

BARONESS 
Ha! From Paradise. 

FREDRIK 
(SNIFFS) 
Does it smell of fish? 

BARONESS 
(SNATCHING IT BACK) 
Listen: "Sand Island, The Faero's, August second, 1895 -- My dearest Ellen. 
I'm writing to you from Paradise." 

FREDRIC 
Paradise? Wait until September when the rains and fogs begin. There'll be 
another side to the story then. 

BARONESS 
Please don't interrupt Fredric. You'll never know anyway. 

FREDRIC 
Oh but I intend getting the full story. The "Ingolf" will be stopping there 
this autumn. But please, go on. 

BARONESS 
(READING)
"We work, too, however! Or Erik does. You never heard of a parish like this. 
It covers many islands, and Erik has to visit them regularly. Weddings have to 
wait for his arrival, and christenings and, alas, funeral services that often 
are held months after the dead have been buried. Strange world! Here on Sand, 
I often go with Erik on his calls. As you read this such a long time after it 
was written, think of Erik and me, if you can, trudging along a path--

DISSOLVE TO: FILM

--toward some log hut in a little settlement on the heath ... This has been 
the most heavenly summer. I wonder if anyone has ever had a happier honeymoon, 
in a more fascinating place?" "Erik, the darling, gave me, as a surprise, the 
most beautiful little white row boat; oh not for the ocean! But for our inland 
sea, which we have sailed on many a moonlit night. It lies like a dream in the 
great lonely landscape I see from our windows here. Erik and I have sailed 
that sea many a moonlight night, and I would have to be Byron, Keats, 
Shakespeare and Hans Christian Andersen to describe to you the fairytale 
beauty of such an adventure.... Erik is often both doctor and spiritual mentor 
to these wonderful island people..... 

DISSOLVE TO: SCENE 2. DAY 
EXTERIOR OF OLD SIMON'S LOG HUT. HE IS SITTING IN THE SUNSHINE OUTSIDE HIS 
DOOR, AND ERIK IS INSPECTING OLD SIMON'S ARM. 

ERIK 
(HOLDING SIMON'S WRIST, CLOSELY INSPECTING THE ARM -- SIMON'S SLEEVE IS TURNED 
BACK -- WHERE A SORE IS HEALING) 
I think it's healing very well. You can put the bandage on now, Lis. 

ERIK TURNS ASIDE TO WASH HIS HANDS IN A LARGE BASIN. 

LIS 
I hope I can do this without hurting the patient! 

(OLD SIMON SMILES AT HER.) 

ERIK 
(AS HE WASHES UP) 
Well, Simon, how have you been doing these days? 

SIMON 
Poorly! Very poorly! I'm pains all over, and everything swings around in my 
head! 

ERIK 
I've heard that you were drunk yesterday. 

SIMON 
(LOW, AND HURT) 
Then the Pastor has heard wrong. Good people gave me a little half (HE 
INDICATES WITH HIS FINGERS) to ease my pain. But drunk! One doesn't get drunk 
on a little half. (THIS LAST, INDIGNANT) 

ERIK 
You have been a sinner, a big sinner, all your days. 

SIMON 
(MUMBLING) 
No worse than the others. 

ERIK 
You have never cared about God. 

SIMON 
Now how does the Pastor know that? We certainly haven't known one another very 
long! 

LIS 
(SHE HAS BEEN BANDAGING THE ARM, AND APPARENTLY PAYING NO ATTENTION, THOUGH AT 
ERIK'S STERN ACCUSATION ABOUT "BAD SINNER", SHE CAN'T HELP LOOKING AT HIM, IN 
HER SURPRISE AND CHAGRIN) 
Now! I hope that's all right. 

SIMON 
Thank you, Mrs. has a gentle hand. 
(HE LOOKS UP AT HER AND SMILES, BOTH MISCHIEVOUSLY AND GRATEFULLY.) 

ERIK 
(PICKING UP BASIN) 
I'll get you some clean water, Lis, then we'll be on our way. We have a great 
many more calls to make. 
(GOES OFF) 

(LIS HELPS SIMON PULL HIS SLEEVE BACK DOWN OVER THE BANDAGE. SHE LOOKS AT HIM 
IN GENTLE CONCERN.) 

LIS 
Do you get anything good to eat, Simon? 

SIMON 
Where would I get it from? Fish don't come flying through the air to one's 
door. 

LIS 
Well I think you need meat, and I'll bring you some, tomorrow. 

SIMON 
God bless you! 
(THIS IS SAID FERVENTLY. IT HAS SPECIAL MEANING, IT ISN'T A PHRASE USED 
LIGHTLY OR OFTEN BY THE ISLANDERS, NOT AS EASILY AS WE USE IT, BUT WITH MORE 
DEVOUT IMPLICATIONS.) 
Meat is a rare food indeed for poor men. 

LIS 
Just wait! You'll have meat, coffee, and cake, and we'll have a good long 
talk, we two! I'm sure you must have many interesting things to tell me about, 
and in return I'll tell YOU the news from Denmark, and Copenhagen!

DISSOLVE TO: SCENE 3. DAY 
LIVING ROOM AT THE PARSONAGE, ERIK IS SITTING DOWN AT HIS DESK IN HIS STUDY-
NOOK. HE OPENS HIS DAY-BOOK, BEGINS TO MAKE AN ENTRY. LIS COMES IN. SHE TAKES 
OFF HER HAT, ABSENTLY. 

ERIK 
(GLANCES AT HER) 
Oh! I wondered what had happened to you. 

LIS 
I stopped to see the new calf. 

ERIK 
Time for coffee, isn't it? 
(HE CHECKS THIS IDEA WITH HIS POCKET-WATCH, A THICK ONE WITH A LID THAT FLIPS 
OPEN.) 

LIS 
(SHE IS A LITTLE THOUGHTFUL; NOT BUOYANT AS USUAL.) 
Mm-h'm. Erik, I've been thinking ... weren't you a little harsh with poor old 
Simon? 

ERIK 
(TURNS TO HER) 
Poor old Simon? 

LIS 
It seems to me he suffers enough, without being scolded so. 

ERIK 
Why, Lis! It's a certainly even more important to save his soul than to 
cure his physical ills! And you can see he's a long way from God. 
(HE TURNS BACK TO DESK) 

LIS 
No, that I can NOT see, Erik! I can't see into people's hearts! And besides, I 
surely don't think you'll get anywhere by being so stern. 

ERIK 
Oh? 

(WE SEE ZACHARIS IN DOORWAY. HE IS CARRYING A HANDFUL OF FIELD FLOWERS, 
CHIEFLY GRASSES, HE SMILES HAPPILY AND RUNS OUT. LIS CROSSES SWIFTLY TO HALL. 
SCENE 4: INTERIOR. DAY. OPENS DOOR TO SMOKEROOM.) 

CUT TO: SMOKEROOM. 

SCENE 5: INTERIOR. DAY. 

LIS 
(CONFUSED) 
Did you see... 

MARJA 
Zacharis? -- Yes -- he was here; He left these for you-- (GIVES FLOWERS TO 
LIS) ... he is frightened easily ... he is afraid of the Pastor. 

LIS 
Oh! 
(SHE GOES TO HALL, MEETS ERIK. 

SCENE 6: INTERIOR. DAY. 
EXCHANGE GLANCES -- THEN LIS CROSSES TO LIVING ROOM AND PUTS FLOWERS BESIDE 
THE PORCELAIN DOG, 

SCENE 7: INTERIOR. DAY. 

ERIK 
What is it? 

LIS 
Oh, nothing at all. 

ERIK 
I saw who it was. Lis, don't you think that perhaps it might be wiser if you 
didn't waste so much of your time talking with the island idiot... 

LIS 
Oh, Erik! 
(GENTLE REPROOF AND APPEAL) 
He's not an idiot at all! 
(SHE STARTS TO BEDROOM, TAKING ONE FLOWER) 

ERIK 
(FOLLOWING) 
What would you call him, then? Look at the way he dresses, the way he scurries 
around, hiding in doorways ... he lives like a stray dog ... and afraid of the 
minister! 

LIS 
(SHE HAS STOPPED, NOW TURNS) 
You know why, dear. 
(GOES INTO BEDROOM, TOSSES HER HAT ONTO BED) 

ERIK 
(AFTER REACHING BEDROOM DOOR) 
(HE SAYS THIS QUICKLY AND ALMOST LIKE A LESSON HE KNOWS BY ROTE) 
I know the man lost his sweetheart years ago when she wandered out into a 
snowstorm after they had a quarrel -- yes -- I've heard the story many 
times -- I know he searched for her three days and nights and finally wandered 
back into town with the frozen body of his sweetheart in his arms - I realize 
this is what caused his madness, and I am very sorry for the poor fellow, of 
course. But that doesn't change the fact that he is mad. 

LIS 
(BEGINS TO SPEAK) 
But Erik--

MARJA 
(SPEAKING WITH DIGNITY AND SAGA-AUTHORITY) 
Zacharis would not believe his sweetheart was dead. When he saw them bury her, 
he fell down and lay helpless as if he were dead, too. From that day, no one 
ever heard him speak a word. Until now. 

ERIK 
(CURIOUS) 
Until now? 

MARJA 
He speaks again. But to one person only. To the only person who has ever 
treated him as if he were like anyone else. I think the Pastor knows who I 
mean. 
(SHE LEAVES) 

ERIK 
(REGARDS LIS FOR A MOMENT) 
Lis, does that poor half- wit Zacharis talk to you? 

LIS 
(CASUALLY, NOT MAKING TOO MUCH OF IT. THEREBY IMPRESSING HIM THE MORE 
EFFECTIVELY) 
Oh-h, yes ... he doesn't say a great deal. (LAUGHS) He wouldn't have much of a 
chance, with a talking-machine like me, would he, Erik? 

ERIK 
(HE IS IMPRESSED, BUT ALSO UNDERPLAYS IT) 
H'm. That's quite remarkable. But then, who could resist you, Lis? You could 
charm a stone into small-talk, I'm sure. 

LIS 
(SMILING) 
But you see, Erik, he does have a mind ... even if it's in 
hiding. 

ERIK 
In hiding? 

LIS 
(SERIOUS) 
Yes. I believe the terrible shock of that tragedy frightened his mind 
into hiding. Perhaps it's too late now, but if somebody had tried to help 
him at the time it happened, his mind might have come back completely.

ERIK 
(SHAKES HIS HEAD) 
It's your kind heart, that runs away with you! 

LIS
My kind heart? 
(SHE IS SPIRITED IN HER OWN DEFENSE, BUT NOT ANGRY OR TRUCULENT. SHE TAKES IT 
LIGHTLY) 

ERIK 
Dearest Lis, we have to be sensible, too, as well as kind. And another 
thing, Lis, I'm sure you didn't mean it, but you slighted a very important 
parishioner yesterday.

LIS 
I did? Good gracious, what did I DO? 

ERIK 
I told you yesterday. You weren't here when Madame Sunneva from Hexfield came 
to call. 

LIS 
Oh THAT! But my word, Erik, I didn't know the woman was calling! 

ERIK 
Sunneva is a power in the community. We must be careful. She can't be 
slighted. 

LIS 
I haven't deliberately slighted her! But she impresses me as a rather 
stuffy person, to be perfectly frank, Erik. And I'm sure she doesn't really 
need a little special attention half as much as ... well, Old Simon, or 
Zacharis, or the old grandmothers who feel they aren't important anymore. 

ERIK 
Be practical, Lis my dearest! Where do you think the lamb roast came from that 
you enjoyed so much last night? 

LIS 
Erik! If I have to bow and scrape to Sunneva, or anyone else, simply because 
she insists on giving out largess.... Then I'll never put another bite of her 
unnecessary gifts in my mouth! Not another bite. 

ERIK 
(WHO KNOWS WHERE IT COMES FROM) 
(DRILY) 
Mm ... h'm... 

LIS 
Fresh Vienna cake -- however did you manage it, Marja? 

(SHE TAKES A PIECE AND BITES INTO IT WITH A HEARTY APPETITE) 

MARJA 
(POURING COFFEE) 
(ALSO DRILY) 
It arrived while Pastor and Mrs. Paulsen were away just now. Sunneva sent it, 
by her son Jacob. 

LIS STOPS DEAD IN THE TRACKS OF HER HAPPY EATING. LOOKS AT ERIK. HE LOOKS AT 
HER. SHE LOOKS AT THE BITE GONE FROM HER CAKE. SUDDENLY SHE BURSTS OUT 
LAUGHING AND THE SCENE FADES ON THEIR MUTUAL LAUGHTER. 

DISSOLVE TO FILM: 
FILM SHOWS MIST ROLLING ACROSS THE LAND, WAVES ROARING UP AGAINST THE BASE OF 
CLIFF, A LONELY LITTLE HOUSE IN A VAST AND MISTING LANDSCAPE. 

DISSOLVE TO INTERIOR, LIVE, SCENE 8: DAY. 
(RAINING OUTSIDE) 
LIS, AT TABLE LOOKING OUT WINDOW HAS BEEN WRITING LETTERS. SHE TURNS AND PUTS 
ASIDE HER PEN WITH A SIGH OR YAWN. 

ERIK IS AT THE DESK IN HIS STUDY-NOOK. HE LOOKS UP. 

ERIK 
Did you say something Lis? 

LIS 
H'm? No, I didn't say anything, though sometimes I wonder if I do talk 
to myself ... that comes from being alone so much, I guess. 

ERIK 
Alone? But you have Marja here in the house when I make my rounds. 

LIS 
Of course!
(CHEERFULLY) 
 
(ERIK BECOMES AWARE THAT SHE ISN'T ABSORBED IN HER WORK)

ERIK 
Are you doing your household accounts? 

LIS 
(SHAKES HER HEAD NEGATIVE) 
MM-mm. I was writing to Mother and Father, and to Ellen; I was telling them 
that the rainy weather is here. 

(ERIK SAYS NOTHING, BUT HE LOOKS WORRIED) 

ERIK 
(SUDDENLY, BRIGHTLY) 
Would you like me to read to you, Lis? 

LIS 
(A LITTLE SURPRISED) 
Read to me? 

ERIK 
Yes, I've just been catching up on the Foreign Mission Journal. There's a 
rather vivid account here of some fine meetings in Japan ... 

LIS 
Thank you, Erik, but I don't think it's ... exactly what I ... no thank you, 
dear. I have to go out to talk to Marja about supper pretty soon, anyway. 

ERIK 
(A LITTLE HURT) 
Very well ... 

THEY SIT QUIETLY. LIS BECOMES AWARE OF THE FRENCH CLOCK TICKING ON THE CHEST 
OF DRAWERS. SHE LOOKS AT IT. THE SOUND CHANGES - BECOMES THE MORE PORTLY 
TICKING OF THE BIG CLOCK AT HOME. SHE LEANS HER HEAD BACK, CLOSES HER EYES. 

SCENE 9: INTERIOR. DAY. 

SHE HEARS THE CLOCK AT HOME, STRIKING THE HOUR. THE LIVING ROOM AT HOME FLOATS 
INTO HER INNER VISION - IT DISSOLVES TO FREDRIK'S FACE 

FREDRIK 
The Faero Islands, my dear, are eight days by steamer from Copenhagen, and 
about one million miles from anything you have been accustomed to in your 
life. 

(HIS FACE DISSOLVES TO THAT OF THE BARONESS) 

BARONESS 
Marriage itself is a far and foreign country, no matter where you live. It's 
going to be up to you and Erik to make your marriage a happy one. 
(TAKE FACE OUT) 

LIS' VOICE 
I will make it a happy one -- I will! ---- I will. 

SCENE 10: INTERIOR. DAY. 

ERIK RISING AND COMING TO LIS.
 
ERIK 
What is it Lis? 

LIS 
(LAUGHS A LITTLE AT HERSELF) 
I'm sorry -- I was just day dreaming about Copenhagen. 

ERIK 
(SITTING) 
(COMPASSIONATE AND GUILTY) 
You're homesick. 

LIS 
(SHE IS NEAR TEARS, BUT WOULD HATE TO SHOW IT. SHE RAISES HER CHIN A LITTLE, 
WITH A CASUALLY CONSIDERING AIR) 
Oh-h-h ... I wouldn't exactly say that, Erik. 
(LOOKS UP) 
Yes, Marja? 

MARJA 
(HAS APPEARED IN DOORWAY) 
Sunneva from Hexfield is here, she would like to see the Pastor. 

LIS 
(LOOKS TOWARD ERIK, MAKING A LITTLE FACE) 

ERIK 
(A BIT STERNLY) (TO MARJA) 
Ask Sunneva to come in, Marja, please. 

LIS RISES, AND THEY CROSS TO ARCH. SUNNEVA ENTERS WRAPPED IN HEAVY CLOAK WHICH 
MARJA TAKES. 

ERIK 
How do you do, Sunneva! 

LIS 
How nice of you to pay a call on such a dreary afternoon! 

(MARJA LEAVES) 

SUNNEVA 
It isn't exactly a call, in that sense. I have something to discuss with the 
Pastor. 

LIS 
Perhaps I should leave then. 

SUNNEVA 
I think it would be just as well if Mrs. Paulsen heard what I have to say. 

LIS 
(PERPLEXED, SHRUGS AND SMILES) 
Well, just as you wish ... 

ERIK 
Won't you sit down, please? 

SUNNEVA 
Thank you. 
(SHE CROSSES AND SITS STRAIGHT AND INFLEXIBLE. LIS ALSO CROSSES AND SITS) 
Pastor must understand I'm sorry that it's necessary for me to say what I'm 
going to say. But necessary it is. 

ERIK 
(CROSSES AND SITS) 
Well, then, I'm sure we ought to hear whatever it may be. 

(SUNNEVA ADDRESSES HERSELF TO THE PASTOR. IT IS AS THOUGH LIS WERE A CHILD WHO 
HAS NOTHING TO SAY ABOUT THIS) 

SUNNEVA 
The Pastor is a very nice man, everyone likes him. 
(SHE TURNS TO FACE LIS) 
The Mrs. Pastor is a very pretty woman, and she has won many to her side by 
her smiling ways. But we had hoped for a serious woman here as our 
Pastor's wife, not one who brings a foolish, frivolous atmosphere with her 
from a world we don't care about. 

(WHILE ERIK STARTS TO PROTEST, LIS SILENTLY RAISES A HAND TO SILENCE HIM) 

ERIK 
(SMILES WEAKLY; HE IS WORRIED, HOWEVER) 
Now, Sunneva, surely --

(SUNNEVA TURNS TO PASTOR) 

SUNNEVA 
Please let me speak. The Pastor cannot see his bride in the same light as I 
can. 

ERIK 
I don't understand--

SUNNEVA 
(TURNING TO FACE LIS AGAIN) 
Bad enough that Mrs. Pastor wasted the whole summer drifting about in her 
boat, or talking nonsense to old fools like Simon, or sewing gaudy beads on 
the clothing of Zacharis, a madman. Bad enough that she taught the young 
people songs and dances that have no place here. I hoped for the best, that 
Mrs. Pastor would learn to live up to her station, to her duties. But now, I 
have heard rumors from several places, that last week while you were away, 
your wife was seen walking across the heath with a young man. 

(ERIK RISES FROM HIS CHAIR) 

ERIK 
Now, please!... this is ... this is (HE DARES TO SAY IT TO HER) ridiculous.

(HE LOOKS TOWARD LIS, AS IF FOR CONFIRMATION THAT IT'S JUST NONSENSE. LIS 
LOOKS DEEPLY DISTURBED) 

SUNNEVA 
(LOOKING DIRECTLY AT LIS) 
And one evening she was seen meeting this man just before dark ... Ask her! 

ERIK 
I don't have to ask my wife any such question, Sunneva. You must know this is 
just gossip, terrible, foolish, gossip. 

SUNNEVA 
(STILL LOOKING AT LIS) 
Gossip! Look at her. 

(LIS RISING FIRST) 

LIS 
It is true, Erik. 

ERIK 
Lis! (IT IS AN INVOLUNTARY CRY OF ANGUISH) 

SUNNEVA 
Well! At least she admits the truth. 

LIS 
And no one has told you who the young man was? 

SUNNEVA 
Does it matter? You know who he is. 

LIS 
And you don't? 

SUNNEVA 
No, I do not. That's not the important thing. 

LIS 
It should be to you, Sunneva. The young man was Jacob, your son. 

(SUNNEVA IS STUNNED, ERIK STARES AT LIS) 

END OF ACT TWO 

ACT III LEAD IN
(MONTGOMERY IN LIVING ROOM)
MONTGOMERY:
Lis has learned well the problems that come with being a pastor's wife. In her 
case, they have been compounded many times over by the "far and foreign" 
nature of his parish. But her gayety and charm have won the hearts of Erik's 
people...with one notable, and dangerous exception. Sunneva, the island's most 
powerful person, has made a grave accusation against the new minister's wife. 
We continue with Act III of "Land Of Happiness" starring Osa Massen. 

ACT THREE 

SCENE 1: INTERIOR. DAY. 
WE OPEN ON THE SCENE AS WE LEFT IT AT CLOSE OF ACT TWO. 

ERIK IS STUNNED, SUNNEVA RISES. 

LIS 
This isn't the way I had hoped to tell either one of you about it, but that 
can't be helped now. 
(ERIK TRIES TO SAY SOMETHING, BUT CAN'T, LIZ CONTINUES ON.) 
Your son came to see me because he's unhappy, Sunneva, he needed help and 
advice. 

ERIK 
(NOW AT LAST THERE IS SOMETHING TO SAY) 
Why didn't he come to ME then, his Pastor? 

LIS 
You weren't here, Erik. It was last week when you were away on your trip. 

ERIK 
Couldn't he have waited till I got back? It was only a few days. 

LIS 
Perhaps he's a little afraid of you. 
(QUICKLY) 
They've already waited a long time, not knowing what to do, poor things. 

ERIK 
They? 

(SUNNEVA TURNS HER STONE-STILL FACE TOWARD LIS) 

LIS 
Jacob and Hanne. 
(EXPLAINING, TO ERIK) 
Hanne from east-of-island, Sunneva's youngest serving-girl. 

SUNNEVA 
What are you talking about? What about Hanne? 

LIS 
Jacob and she are in love, Sunneva. 

SUNNEVA 
My Jacob and HANNE? Ridiculous! 

(ERIK'S FACE HAS COME ALIVE AGAIN. HE REALIZES THE NIGHTMARE OF SUNNEVA'S 
ACCUSATION WAS A NIGHTMARE, AND HAS PASSED) 

LIS 
Yes, Sunneva. They're very deeply in love, they want to be married, but they 
know that you won't approve, at first. 

(SUNNEVA TURNS AND CROSSES AWAY) 

SUNNEVA 
Approve at first! Not at first or last. If there's anything to 
this outrageous story! 

ERIK 
But Sunneva, if my wife says so, then --

LIS 
(GENTLY) 
WHY is it outrageous, Sunneva? I've seen Hanne, I've talked to her, she's a 
lovely little thing. 

(STILL FACING AWAY, TOO EMBARRASSED TO FACE LIZ) 

SUNNEVA 
Lovely little thing! Mrs. Paulsen must know that Hanne has no name of her own 
-- only her mother's. 

LIS 
Can Hanne help that? 
(LIS LOOKS TOWARD ERIK, WHO SEEMS UNHAPPY AND UNCERTAIN ABOUT WHAT TO DO -- 
THEN CROSSES CLOSE TO SUNNEVA) 
Sunneva, Hanne is a sweet girl, a good girl. And you don't want your 
son's child to go through life without a name, do you? 

(SUNNEVA FLINCHES EXACTLY AS IF SHE HAD BEEN STRUCK) 

(THERE IS A MOMENT OF ABSOLUTE SILENCE) 

SUNNEVA 
Out of the house she goes. Today! 

LIS 
Oh, no! You can't ... she has no home to go to, Sunneva! 

SUNNEVA 
Is that my affair? 

LIS 
(AFTER PAUSE) 
(IMPULSIVELY) 
Then she can come here to us. 
(TURNS EAGERLY AND CONFIDENTLY TO ERIK) 
Can't she, Erik? 

ERIK 
(AWARE OF SUNNEVA'S RAGE AT THIS IDEA, AND AFRAID TO LOSE HER SUPPORT IN THE 
PARISH) 
Well, now, we'll have to think a little about this first, Lis. 
(NOW HE IMPULSIVELY MOVES DOWN) 
It's not such a simple matter to decide.... 

LIS 
Erik! 

SUNNEVA 
I am going home, now. Goodbye, Pastor. 

SCENE 2: INTERIOR. DAY. 

LIS 
(FOLLOWING) 
Please, please do wait a day or two before you do anything, Sunneva! 

SUNNEVA 
This is not something for Mrs. Paulsen to decide. 
(SHE IS, WITHIN THE LIMITS OF HER CODE, SCRUPULOUSLY FAIR, AND CAN'T LEAVE 
WITHOUT SAYING, STIFFLY) 
The gossip about Mrs. Paulsen was not true, then. I beg your pardon for any 
injustice I did you. 

LIS 
(TAKING HER HAND. EAGERLY, AT THIS SIGN OF AN HONORABLE NATURE) 
Oh, I'm not concerned about that now! It's so much more important that you 
don't do a tragic injustice to your son, and to the girl he loves! 

SUNNEVA 
(SHAKES HER HEAD WITH A TOUCH OF SADNESS BREAKING THROUGH HER SHELL) 
Mrs. Paulsen simply does not understand. Goodbye. 

(LIS GOES INTO LIVING ROOM AND CROSSES TO WINDOWS. WE HEAR DOOR CLOSE. ERIK 
COMES INTO VIEW AND CROSSES DOWN) 

SCENE 3. INTERIOR. DAY. 
(LIS, IN HER WORRY OVER THE YOUNG COUPLE, AND HER TERRIBLE DISAPPOINTMENT IN 
ERIK, CAN'T SAY ANYTHING NOW THAT THEY ARE ALONE. 

SHE WALKS OVER TO THE WINDOW, WE SEE THE GRAY MIST SWIRLING OVER HEATH AND 
MOUNTAINS. ERIK PACES, AS UNHAPPY AS SHE IS.) 

ERIK 
(TO HIMSELF, BUT HOPING THUS TO BREAK THE ICY SILENCE) 
It's really too bad. 

LIS 
(WHIRLS ABOUT) 
Oh, Erik! Why didn't you take my side! Why didn't you say that poor girl could 
come here to us? 

ERIK 
(NOT TURNING TO HER) 
Dearest little Lis, we can't always do what our hearts would like us to do. 

LIS 
I don't see why not! 
(CROSSES DOWN TO HIM) 
I'm sure they're more often right than our stuffy, important heads! 

ERIK 
But we're new to these islands, Lis. We must be careful how we intrude on 
ancient customs ... . 

LIS 
Even if the ancient custom in this case happens to destroy two young lives. 

ERIK 
But according to the standards among these people Hanne and Jacob belong to 
different worlds, - can't you understand that, Lis? 

LIS 
I can understand that Jacob and Hanne are truly in love. They wanted to be 
married long ago, but they were afraid of his parents. 

ERIK 
You must see this from Sunneva's side, too. This would be a disgrace for her 
in the eyes of the community. 

LIS 
The community! It's not the community's affair! It's Jacob's and Hanne's. Two 
nice young people, on this little isolated rock in the great immense Atlantic 
Ocean ... all they ask is to be allowed to live their lives together... and 
for some absolutely nonsensical reason, they aren't allowed to! I think it's 
stupid. And I can't TELL you how disappointed I am in you, Erik Paulsen. 

ERIK 
(HE'S HURT) 
I'm sorry, Lis. I have to try to do my duty as I see it. It's going to take 
time to solve this problem. 

LIS 
But if Sunneva sends the girl away today, there won't be any time. 

ERIK 
She can't go today. With this storm coming up, there'll be no boats out. 

LIS 
Then for once I will welcome the storm. 

ERIK 
(WITH A SIGH, DISMISSING THE DEADLOCKED SITUATION FOR NOW) 
Well! I have some calls to make. I'd better get started. 

LIS 
(SUDDENLY CONCERNED) 
You're not taking the boat out? 

ERIK 
(INTERRUPTING, GENTLY) 
No, I'm not going far. I'll be back soon. 

FILM SHOWING GATHERING STORM. 

THE LIVING ROOM, A LITTLE LATER. 
SCENE 4: INTERIOR. DAY
BEFORE SCENE FADES IN, WE HEAR PIANO. LIS IS SITTING THERE IN LONELY AND 
UNHAPPY THOUGHT, PLAYING BEETHOVEN'S "APASSIONATA" (SONATA IN F MINOR, OPUS 
57) 

AS SHE PLAYS, WE SEE THE BIZARRE FIGURE OF ZACHARIS SLIP INTO THE ROOM. HE 
SCURRIES SHADOW-STILL TO A CORNER, WHERE HE STANDS. CAP IN HAND, LISTENING IN 
RAPT BUT WORRIED ATTENTION. 

WHEN LIS, LIFTING HER HEAD AND LOOKING OUT ACROSS THE ROOM SEES HIM -- SHE IS 
SO STARTLED SHE GIVES A LITTLE CRY -- THEN QUICKLY SMILES. 

LIS 
Zacharis, hello! I'm glad to see you!

ZACHARIS 
(HIS MILD EYES BEAM AT HER, BUT HE IS WORRIED ABOUT SOMETHING, AND ALSO AFRAID 
HE FRIGHTENED HER) 
Zacharis did not mean to frighten his dear girl....

LIS 
(LAUGHS, REASSURINGLY) 
Why, you didn't! I was merely daydreaming! Come, look - something new I found 
for your jacket! 

TAKES A LITTLE CARVED BOX OFF THE PIANO WHERE SHE KEEPS BUTTONS, BEADS, ETC. 

SHE SELECTS SEVERAL LARGE BRILLIANTLY YELLOW BEADS WHICH SHE PUTS INTO THE 
PALM OF HIS HAND. 

ZACHARIS 
Oh, oh! Sun pearls! Sun pearls! 

LIS 
What a lovely name! Shall we sew them on now? 

ZACHARIS 
(LOOKS AT THE PEARLS LONGINGLY, HIS HEAD TILTED. BUT THE SHADOW COMES BACK 
INTO HIS EYES) 
No, today Zacharis wants to tell his dearest girl... be careful, be very 
careful... 

LIS 
(PUZZLED) 
Be careful, Zacharis? 

ZACHARIS 
The Huldre-people, the bad spirits ... there is one of them after my dearest 
girl! 

LIS 
Oh, I'm SURE there isn't Zacharis. You know, we've talked about them before. 
They really don't exist, they--

ZACHARIS 
(DEAD CERTAIN) 
Oh, they do! And one is after you, but I will protect my girl. I will 
keep him away. 

(HE SUDDENLY LOOKS TOWARDS THE DOOR, AND LIS FOLLOWS HIS GLANCE) 

(FREDRIK IS IN THE DARK SHADOWS OF THE HALL BARELY DISCERNIBLE. 

(PHIL -- PLEASE NOTE!) 

THERE IS A CRY FROM ZACHARIS. 

ZACHARIS 
Huldre, huldre! The evil spirit! 

(HE RUNS OUT) 

LIS JUMPS UP FROM THE PIANO, STANDS STUNNED, THEN RUSHES TO HALL WITH AN 
INCREDULOUS, JOYOUS CRY! 

SCENE 5: INTERIOR, DAY. 

LIS 
(THROWS HERSELF INTO HIS ARMS, HER FACE AGAINST HIS SHOULDER. SHE WOULD NOT 
KISS HIM -- THAT WOULD BE UNTHINKABLE -- BUT IN HER JOY AND EXCITEMENT AND 
SURPRISE, SHE WOULD QUITE ' NATURALLY FLING HERSELF INTO HIS ARMS) 
Fredrik, Fredrik, Fredrik! 

(MARJA ENTERS) 

FREDRIK 
Lis! Lis! Let's have a look at you! 

THEY HOLD ONE ANOTHER OFF AT ARM'S LENGTH. 

LIS 
(LAUGHS, THROUGH GLAD TEARS) 
But where did you come from? How on earth--

FREDRIK 
With my ship, of course. The Ingolf. I couldn't convince myself you'd actually 
be here in this wild place until just now, when I heard you play, and saw you 
for myself. Am I welcome? 

LIS 
(WHO HAS BEEN LOOKING AT HIM IN AFFECTION, HUNGRILY, BECAUSE HE REPRESENTS 
HOME AND A WHOLE LOST WORLD) 
Are you welcome! Oh, Fredrik! 

FREDRIK 
Tell me, what was the apparition that flew out of here when I came in? 

MARJA 
Zacharis is very upset today. 
(FREDRIK TURNS TO MARJA, AND CAMERA TIGHTENS ON FREDRIK AND MARJA)
He has been hovering about the house all day to guard Mrs. Paulsen against the 
... evil spirits. 

FREDRIK 
(AMUSED) 
Do you still have evil spirits on the Islands? In spite of Pastor Paulsen? 

MARJA 
Very few people can see them. But Zacharis can. 

(SHE LOOKS AT FREDRIK AND LEAVES) 

FADE OUT 

FADE UP ON TABLE, SET FOR DINNER, UNDER LIT HANGING LAMP. 
SCENE 6: INTERIOR. NIGHT.
CAMERA SHOWS CHAIR-BACKS, ONE GRIPPED BY PASTOR'S HANDS, THE OTHERS BY 
FREDRIK'S. THEY ARE WAITING FOR LIS, WHO IS IN THE BEDROOM, DRESSING. PASTOR'S 
HANDS ARE IMPATIENT. HE HAS BEEN TRYING TO KEEP UP A CONVERSATION WITH FREDRIK 
WHILE THEY WAIT. MARJA ENTERS WITH TUREEN)

MARJA 
(RATHER LOUDLY) 
Dinner is served, any time Mrs. Paulsen is ready. 
(SHE LEAVES) 

ERIK 
Are you coming, Lis. The tureen is on the table! 

(CUT TO LIS IN BEDROOM) 

LIS 
Coming, coming, coming! It's these hooks that are such a nuisance. 

(CUT BACK TO THE MEN) 

FREDRIK 
(SMILING, TO ERIK) 
Hooks, did she say? 

ERIK 
(THIS IS UNSEEMLY TALK) 
On her dress, presumably. 

FREDRIK 
Oh, yes, of course! 

(CUT TO LIS FINISHING DRESSING) 

THERE HAS BEEN A SOUND, DURING THE DIALOGUE, OF FITFULLY RISING WINDS. IN THE 
SILENCE, THE COMING STORM IS EVIDENT. 

CUT BACK TO MEN 

FREDRIK 
Listen to the wind! I don't wonder the boatmen refused to take me back to Thor 
Harbor until tomorrow! 

ERIK 
If it were an emergency, they'd go out. 

THERE IS AN AWKWARD PAUSE. 

LIS COMES OUT, DRESSED IN ONE OF HER PARTY GOWNS, FROM HER TROUSSEAU, IT IS 
PALE, DELICATE, AIRY: ALIEN AND LOVELY IN THE PLAIN THOUGH COZY ROOM. ERIK 
INSTINCTIVELY REACTS WITH PRIDE AND PLEASURE AT SIGHT OF THIS SWEET VISION, 
THEN HE IS INSTANTLY JEALOUS. ALL THIS FOR FREDRIK? AND FREDRIK OF COURSE IS 
DELIGHTED AND ADMIRING. 

LIS 
(ENTERING) 
Well, shall we sit down? 

FREDRIK 
Lis! You look beautiful! A lovely butterfly on a barren rock! 

ERIK GIVES HIM AN IRRITATED LOOK. 

ERIK 
Aren't you going to be cold in that? 

LIS 
(LAUGHS GAYLY) 
Oh, Erik! How could I be, on such a festive occasion! Isn't this wonderful? 
Who would have dreamed that tonight we'd be having a party, with Fredrik as 
our guest of honour! 

SCENE FADES AS THEY SIT DOWN. 

SCENE 7: INTERIOR. NIGHT.
WE FADE IN ON MARJA TAKING DISHES OFF, THEN TRUCK TO FREDRIK AND LIS AT PIANO, 
THEN TO ERIK IN THE PASTOR'S STUDY NOOK, PRESUMABLY WRITING HIS SERMON: THE 
PEN PAUSES MORE THAN IT WRITES. IT IS RAINING AGAIN.  

LIS 
(ON CUE) 
Oh, it makes me want to dance! 

FREDRIK 
(NODDING IN ERIK'S DIRECTION) 
Well, go ahead. I'll play for you two. 

LIS 
(LOOKS AROUND TOWARD ERIK, TOO. ON AN IMPULSE SHE SAYS:) 
Erik? 

ERIK 
(PLAYING AT BEING ABSORBED) 
H'm? Did you say something, Lis? 

(PIANO STOPS) 

LIS 
You haven't time to waltz just once with me, darling? 

ERIK 
Waltz with you? I'm writing my sermon. 

LIS 
Oh, of course! 

FREDRIK 
Are we disturbing you, Erik? 

ERIK 
Oh, no. No, not at all. 

(MUSIC BEGINS AGAIN) 

ERIK WITHOUT REALIZING IT STEALS A GLANCE AT THEM, THEN TURNS BACK TO HIS 
WORK. WE HEAR THE RISING STORM, THEN MARJA ENTERS. FREDRIK AND LIS SEE HIM AND 
STOP PLAYING. 

MARJA 
Pastor! Pastor! 

ERIK 
What is it, Marja! 

MARJA 
Two men have come from Lookout Island -- they've had an explosion. A man was 
hurt. 

ERIK 
(CROSSING OUT) 
Well, bring them in, Marja. 

MARJA 
They are in the smoke room -- they are wet, and did not want to come in here. 

(ERIK, WITHOUT A WORD FOLLOWS MARJA. THEY CROSS HALL AND ENTER SMOKEROOM. 
THERE ARE TWO FISHERMEN. 

SCENE 8: INTERIOR. NIGHT. 

ERIK
There's been an explosion? 

1ST FISHERMAN 
Yes, Pastor, we were using dynamite. Torber was hurt -- very badly. 

(LIS AND FREDRIK APPEAR IN DOORWAY) 

ERIK 
Then you must get the doctor.

1ST FISHERMAN 
Doctor couldn't do Torbin any good. It's too late for that! But he's afraid to 
die without the Pastor to pray over him, and we promised to bring the Pastor 
back with us. 

ERIK 
Tonight? 

1ST FISHERMAN 
Tonight, yes, Pastor. We think he may not live until morning. 

FREDRIK 
(FROM BACKGROUND. THEY ALL TURN TO LOOK WHEN HE SPEAKS) 
Did you men come over here from Lookout Island ... in this weather? 

2ND FISHERMAN 
(WHAT DOES THIS FINE KING'S NAVY-MAN THINK? WHEN ELSE WOULD THEY HAVE COME?) 
We did with a full crew. 

FREDRIK 
How in God's name did you make it in this storm? 

2ND FISHERMAN 
(TO FREDRIK, AFTER A SPLIT SECOND'S WAIT) 
In God's name. 

(FREDRIK LEAVES) 

1ST FISHERMAN 
When can you be ready, Pastor. 

ERIK 
When can I ... but if the storm is worse than when you came over -- and you 
have wives and children, most of you. Why take the risk? 

1ST FISHERMAN 
We promised Torben, Pastor. 

ERIK 
Yes, I know, I realize that, but ... if he is beyond help--

LIS 
(QUICKLY, PUTTING HER HAND ON THE ARM OF ONE OF THE MEN) 
There'll be time for coffee and food, you must have something before 
you go back. Marja will take care of you --

1ST FISHERMAN 
(LIKE ALL THE ISLANDERS, HE RESPONDS WITH GRATITUDE TO LIS'S GENTLENESS AND 
WARMTH. HE SENSES HER UNDERSTANDING) 
Many thanks to Mrs. Paulsen. 
(TO ERIK) 
We're ready to go whenever the Pastor is. 

ERIK DOESN'T ANSWER, ABOVE. HE IS DEEP IN THOUGHT, WORRY, FEAR. HE CROSSES OUT 
TO LIVING ROOM, FOLLOWED BY LIS. 

SCENE 9. INTERIOR. NIGHT. 

ERIK 
(AFTER REACHING L. R.) 
It seems so terrible, to risk so many other lives when the poor fellow over 
there is apparently already beyond hope ... it' s a dreadful decision to have 
to make. 

LIS 
(SHE IS TENSE; TRIES TO SOUND CALM) 
You don't have to make the decision for anyone but yourself, Erik. Those eight 
men out there are going back, no matter what. 

FREDRIK 
I know something about the sea -- and this storm is bad and if the man is 
beyond hope -- but of course, as their Pastor you must go ... and take the 
risk. I will look after Lis. 

LIS IS IN AN AGONY 0F FEAR THAT HE WILL FAIL TO LIVE UP TO HIS DUTY; 

THERE IS A SILENCE IN THE ROOM, DURING WHICH WE HEAR THE STORM ROAR. FREDRIK 
LOOKS TOWARD THE WILD, TORN NIGHT OUTSIDE. 

ERIK 
I must set out immediately. 
(HE CROSSES OUT) 

FREDRIK CROSSES TO LIS AND STARTS TO TAKE HER IN HIS ARMS. 

FREDRIK 
Lis! 
(SHE PULLS AWAY AND CROSSES) 
You really love him don't you? I'll be at my lodging if you need me. 

LIS 
Thank you, Fredrik. 

DISSOLVE TO: 
FILM STORM SCENES. 

DISSOLVE TO SMOKE-ROOM; 

SCENE 10: INTERIOR. NIGHT 

MARJA IS SITTING AT FIRESTEAD, LOOKING INTO SMOULDERING EMBERS. SHE LOOKS UP. 

CUT TO LIS AT WINDOW. 

LIS WILL HAVE THROWN A WOOLEN SHAWL OVER HER SHOULDERS.

MARJA 
Mrs. Paulsen doesn't think it would be better to try to get a little sleep? 
(AS THERE IS NO ANSWER, SHE SHAKES HER HEAD THEN SPEAKS A LITTLE LOUDER) 

LIS 
Oh, Marja! Tell me the truth! This is one of the worst storms you've ever 
known, isn't it? 

MARJA 
Oh, bless your heart, no! Bad, but not the worst. 

LIS COMES BACK TO SIT IN THE CHAIR OPPOSITE MARJA'S. THIS CHAIR DOES NOT FACE 
WINDOW. MARJA'S DOES. 

MARJA 
The time my sweetheart was lost. That was the worst... 
(LOOKING OFF) 
Or maybe it only seems so, because it took him away from me.

MARJA SITS QUIETLY A MOMENT. HER KNITTING IN HER LAP. SHE SPEAKS WITHOUT 
SENTIMENTALITY, AND NO SELF-PITY. 

MARJA 
It is now so long, long ago.

THEY SIT SILENT WITH THE STORM RATTLING AT THE HOUSE. 

LIS WAITS FOR HER GO TO ON. 

MARJA 
The day he set out with the other fishermen ... A storm came up about sundown. 
I couldn't sleep that night. I lay on my bed, staring at the window. And then 
suddenly I did know he would never come back . There he was.... 

LIS IS INVOLUNTARILY STARTLED BY THIS STRANGE STATEMENT -- MARJA LOOKS TOWARD 
THE WINDOW WHERE LIS HAD STOOD. LIS ALMOST TURNS, TOO: 

LIS 
There he was... 

MARJA 
I saw his face clearly .... and I knew the ocean had taken him. This happens. 
There is a brief time, when someone is taken, before they go over to the other 
side. During that time, they can visit the one they love, to say goodbye. 

LIS 
(GENTLY) 
Of course you know that's just a superstition, Marja dear. 

MARJA 
Perhaps in other parts of the world that may be. But here it is true. 

THERE IS A KNOCK, AND A DOOR CREAKS OPEN. BOTH MARJA AND LIS ARE STARTLED -- 
LIS JUMPS UP. IT IS SIMON, IN A RAIN-SOAKED COAT AND THE FAERO STOCKING-CAP. 

LIS 
Simon! 

SIMON 
I heard the Pastor had gone to Lookout Island in the storm, and I thought 
perhaps the ladies might need someone to help. 

LIS 
Simon, how sweet of you! Come, give me your wet coat. 

SHE HELPS HIM OUT OF HIS COAT. 

SIMON 
Now I didn't come to make trouble! Just to talk --

LIS 
Trouble! You were an angel to come here, and thru this storm! 

LIS HANGS COAT ACROSS CHAIR, SHE LOOKS AT SIMON, AND IN SAME INSTANT PAST HIM, 
SHE SEES A FACE AT THE WINDOW. SHE SCREAMS - A PROLONGED AND ANGUISHED CRY. 

WE SEE THE FACE, DIMLY. IT IS, IN FACT, ZACHARIS, BUT WE MUST NOT SEE HIM 
CLEARLY ENOUGH TO BE SURE OF THIS. IT DISAPPEARS QUICKLY, BEFORE SIMON CAN 
TURN TO SEE WHAT FRIGHTENED HER. HE STEPS TO HER, SHE STANDS WITH HER HANDS TO 
HER FACE; AND WHEN HE PUTS HIS ARM AROUND HER, SHE PRESSES HER FACE AGAINST 
HIS SHOULDER. 

SIMON 
What is it, what is it? 

MARJA 
What happened? 

LIS 
The window! I saw his face at the window! My husband is lost, he'll never come 
back! 

MARJA 
Oh, dear God in heaven help us all! 

(FADE OUT) 

FADEUP FILM A SEASCAPE WITH THE DAWN JUST BEGINNING. 

DISSOLVE TO THE SMOKE ROOM. 

SCENE 11: INTERIOR DAY. 
(RAIN STOPPED) LIS SITTING, HER HEAD IS BOWED ON HER ARMS, MARJA IS AT THE 
WINDOW. MARJA SUDDENLY SWINGS WINDOW OPEN, LOOKS OUT. 

NOW ZACHARIS'S FACE APPEARS, LOOKING PAST MARJA, TOWARD LIS, EAGERLY, HAPPILY. 

MARJA 
Zacharis! 

LIS 
(AS SHE SEES WHO IT IS, SHE GETS UP, SLOWLY, WALKS TO WINDOW) 
Zacharis ... 
(THERE IS A WONDERING TONE IN HER VOICE) 

MARJA STEPS BACK AS LIS COMES TO THE WINDOW. 

ZACHARIS 
(SECRETIVELY) 
Morning! Boat is coming, boat is coming home! 

LIS 
(A CRY, INCREDULOUS, YET JOYFUL BECAUSE SHE KNOWS INSTANTLY IT MUST BE TRUE) 
The boat is coming! 

MARJA 
Are you sure, man? 
(SIMON LEAVES) 

ZACHARIS 
The evil spirit didn't get near this house ... he did not take my dearest girl 
away .... Zacharis watched, Zacharis watched every door and window to keep him 
out. 

LIS 
Oh, Zacharis! 
(SHE IS NEAR BOTH TEARS AND TEARFUL LAUGHTER) 
Then it was your face I saw at the window! 

HE BEAMS AND SHE REACHES BOTH HER HANDS OUT TO TAKE HIM BY BOTH HIS HANDS. 

LIS 
Oh, thank you, thank you, for bringing us this wonderful news! 

SIMON 
(COMING IN) 
The Pastor is here. 

(LIS RUNS TO THE HALL) 

SCENE 12: INTERIOR. DAY 

CUT TO: - HALL AS LIS GOES OUT. [ERIK] STILL WEARS HIS SHINING WET OILSKIN 
COAT, AND NOW HE REALIZES IT WILL RUIN HER CLOTHES. 

LIS 
Oh, Erik, Erik, Erik. You're here, you're really here, safe and sound! Thank 
God you're back! 

ERIK 
Lis, last night, when I saw Torben die ... taken from his wife and children 
... I knew you were right. Life is brief, and precious. You were right. I'm 
going to talk with Sunneva about Jacob and Hanne. They will be married. 

LIS 
(WITH DEEP AND HUMBLE SERIOUSNESS) 
Thank you. 

ERIK 
Lis, I've put you through a lot --- I must have been blind --- or perhaps I 
didn't want to see the truth. I'm going to write to the Bishop today ... I'll 
take that parish they offered me at home in Denmark. Then we can leave as soon 
as they get a new pastor to take over. 

LIS 
... Is that what YOU want? 

ERIK 
You do want to go home? 

LIS 
But we are home! Last night I learned that as long as we have each other, 
whether life be rough or tender, any place can be our land of happiness. 

(THEY EMBRACE) 

(FADEOUT) 

END OF ACT III 

TELOP #14 
"ROBERT MONTGOMERY PRESENTING" 

TELOP #15 
"YOUR LUCKY STRIKE THEATRE" 

DISS TO: 

MONTGOMERY 
"Land of Happiness" with Osa Massen, John Newland and Robert Wark. I think 
it's interesting to note that we are now in the fifth year of this series. 
This is our 151st production. A11 of this is possible, of course, because of 
the makers of Johnson's Wax and Lucky Strike cigarettes, our alternate 
sponsors. Next week, the makers of Johnson's Wax bring you a stirring drama. 
We'll tell you about it in just a moment but here's the reason why housewives 
everywhere say their housework has become easier. 

DISSOLVE TO GLO COAT COMMERCIAL ...

FADE IN: MONTGOMERY

MONTGOMERY 
Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Osa Massen. Osa, I want to thank you very, very 
much for a wonderful job --

MASSEN 
Thank you! 

MONTGOMERY 
-- and thank you for being here with us. And we hope that you'll come back 
again. Also I wish to thank John Newland and Robert Wark for two very fine 
performances. Next week, ladies and gentlemen, it is our pleasure and honor to 
present Walter Hampden in a play entitled "Such A Busy Day Tomorrow." It's the 
story of an old man fighting the battle of the aged - seeking recognition in a 
world that has passed him by. Be with us then, and remember, Be Happy, Go 
Lucky. Thank you and good night.  


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