Chambers of the Heart

Part 2







               INT. SCHLEGEL HOME - NIGHT 

               Fritz Schlegel, all dressed up to go somewhere, finishes
               adjusting his tie in a mirror.  

               SUPERIMPOSE: "Three Months Later"

               Schlegel looks at himself and talks to his image.

                                   SCHLEGEL
                         As I have told you before, Regine,
                         you were always my favorite pupil. 
                         Tonight I would like to ask you if
                         you might favor me with your hand
                         in marriage. 

               Noting a speck of lint on his coat, Schlegel interrupts
               himself to remove it. 

                                   SCHLEGEL (cont'd)
                         I have yet to speak to your father,
                         as I wish to know first what you
                         think of my proposal.

               Moments later, MRS. SCHLEGEL, 62, sits knitting as Fritz, in
               a winter coat, stops on his way to the front door. 

                                   MRS. SCHLEGEL
                         Off to the Olsens', dear?

                                   SCHLEGEL
                         Yes, Mother.

                                   MRS. SCHLEGEL
                         I do hope something comes of it.

               EXT. OLSEN MANSION - NIGHT

               Light snow falls.  Soren in top hat steps out of the shadows,
               to gaze at the lit window, on open-house night, as before.

               INT. OLSEN MANSION - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

               The young maid serves several OPEN-HOUSE GUESTS with a tray
               of pastries.  

               Schlegel sees Regine, looking lovely, stroll demurely through
               the room.  Their eyes meet.  Regine and Schlegel smile at
               each other. 

               Regine is now pleased to see Soren.  Mrs. Olsen has just let
               Soren in, takes his hat and coat, and chats with him.

               Schlegel, served a pastry, starts to take a bite.  His hand
               freezes in front of his mouth as he watches Regine walk over
               to Soren.

                                   REGINE
                         Soren, I am so glad to see you.

                                   SOREN
                         I warned you I would show up some
                         night.

               Terkild Olsen steps over to Soren and Regine.  He and Soren
               shake hands. 

                                   OLSEN
                         Soren, what a pleasant surprise. 
                         You have met my daughter Regine?

                                   SOREN
                         Yes.  It is always a special occasion.

               LATER

               Among the guests, Schlegel, with a cup of coffee, chats with
               60-ish GENTLEMAN #1.  Regine begins playing the piano.

               Schlegel notes how Soren and Olsen sit together, sharing
               amiable glances of approval, as they listen to Regine play. 

               LATER

               Soren and Regine chat, as other guests have their own
               conversations.

                                   SOREN
                         I would have come sooner, but 
                         I've been very busy, since my dear
                         father died.  As he wished, I am
                         planning to take the examination
                         for a degree in theology.

                                   REGINE
                         Why, that's good.  I am proud of
                         you, Soren.

                                   SOREN
                         It's almost as if he died for me,
                         that I might make something of
                         myself, at long last.  Anyway, I 
                         am having to hit the books for a
                         change.    

                                   REGINE
                         How is your brother?

                                   SOREN
                         He's all right, I guess.  We don't
                         see much of each other.

                                   REGINE
                         Is he married?

                                   SOREN
                         He was.  His wife died only about 
                         a year after the wedding.

                                   REGINE
                         Oh.  Would that be part of - I'm
                         sorry, I shouldn't ask.  The curse
                         you told me about.

                                   SOREN
                         There is no curse, Regine.  Only 
                         an unfortunate number of deaths.  
                         And a great sense of guilt that my
                         father carried for most of his life. 
                         Forget that I mentioned a curse. 

               Schlegel sits with Gentleman #1, who keeps glancing at
               Schlegel as if he wants to chat.  But Schlegel keeps glancing
               sullenly at Soren and Regine.

                                   GENTLEMAN #1
                         Did you know that the king has been
                         awarded the Spanish Order of the
                         Golden Fleece?

                                   SCHLEGEL
                         What?

                                   GENTLEMAN #1
                         The Order of the Golden Fleece, in
                         Spain.

               GENTLEMAN #2, 50-ish, has stepped over with his coffee and
               overhears.

                                   GENTLEMAN #2
                         Good for him.  And when will the
                         king award us a constitution, right
                         here in Denmark?  

                                   GENTLEMAN #1
                         Good question.

                                   SCHLEGEL
                         As if things were not bad enough, I
                         am surrounded by liberals.

               LATER

               Regine walks the departing Soren to the door.  Most of the
               guests are gone.

                                   REGINE
                         After you get your degree, will you
                         teach, or go to a seminary?

                                   SOREN
                         Well, first things first.  Can you
                         see me as a pastor?  In some out-
                         of-the-way neck of the woods?

                                   REGINE
                         With your gift of communication,
                         you will make a fine one, Soren.

                                   SOREN
                         I don't know if my path lies that
                         way or not yet.  But we shall
                         communicate again soon.  Good
                         night, my dear.

                                   REGINE
                         Good night.

               Soren leaves.  Moments later, Schlegel, hat in hand, speaks
               to Regine.

                                   SCHLEGEL
                         Regine, I . . . I would just like
                         to say that - you were always my
                         favorite pupil.  But I've already
                         told you that, haven't I.

                                   REGINE
                         And you were my favorite teacher.
                         I still want to call you Mister
                         Schlegel.

                                   SCHLEGEL
                         Well please don't do that.  And
                         I've enjoyed this evening, as
                         usual.  So, uh - I shall see you
                         next week?

                                   REGINE
                         You are always most welcome, Fritz.

                                   SCHLEGEL
                         Well, good night, then.

                                   REGINE
                         Good night.

               Schlegel hesitates, then heads for the door.

               EXT. THE STROGET (COPENHAGEN'S MAIN STREET) - DAY 

               It's spring.  Soren walks along with top hat and cane.  He
               greets a couple of the PEOPLE who pass.  

               Superimpose: "Four Months Later"

               Soren sees Regine walking with Henriette.  Soren goes over 
               to them.  

                                   REGINE
                         Good afternoon, Soren.  You know my
                         cousin Henriette.

                                   SOREN
                         Yes.  How is Mrs. Jansen?

                                   HENRIETTE
                         Fairly well.  She was hoping you
                         would come back to see her.  

                                   SOREN
                         Please tell her I've been dreadfully
                         busy.  Which brings me to my news.
                             (to Regine)
                         I was going to send you a note.  I
                         took the examination in theology 
                         yesterday.

                                   REGINE
                         And?

                                   SOREN
                         I have a degree, summa cum laude.

                                   REGINE
                         Oh, that's wonderful.

                                   HENRIETTE
                         Congratulations.

                                   SOREN
                         Thank you.  I am off now to Jutland
                         for a while, to recover. 

                                   REGINE
                         Oh.  Are you going alone?

                                   SOREN
                         With a servant.  I'm going to
                         borrow my brother's.

                                   REGINE
                         Do you have family in Jutland?

                                   SOREN
                         Some cousins.  I want to visit
                         Sedding, the village my father was
                         from.  And to see the Jutland moor.

               EXT. JUTLAND MOOR - DAY

               Lonely.  Mostly flat, green terrain, with a treeline, under
               overcast sky.  

               60-ish COACHMAN #2 drives Soren and the servant Anders in a
               horse carriage across the moor.  

               EXT. CARRIAGE - MOVING - DAY

               Soren looks absorbed by the scenery.  

                                   SOREN
                             (softly)
                         Here all lies naked and exposed
                         before God.

                                   ANDERS
                         Why did you say, sir?

                                   SOREN
                             (beat)
                         Stop here, coachman.

               EXT. MOOR - DAY

               The coachman stops the carriage.  Soren gets out, followed by
               Anders, and walks from the road.

               Moments later, Soren stops.  He looks off at a SHEPHERD BOY
               with his FLOCK OF SHEEP in the distance.

               The coachman sits waiting.  He watches a solitary HAWK in
               flight.

               Soren seems deeply moved as he looks around at the terrain
               and the foreboding sky.  Anders, standing a few feet away,
               seems also in awe.

                                   SOREN
                         Here can it truly be said . . .

               Anders looks at him, Soren gazing off mystically.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         "Whither can I flee from thy presence?"

               INT. OLSEN HOME - LIVING ROOM - DAY

               Schlegel sits across from Regine.  They are alone in the room.  

                                   SCHLEGEL
                         As I have told you before, Regine,
                         you were always my favorite pupil. 
                         I wish to ask if you might favor me
                         with your marriage in hand - with 
                         your hand in marriage.  I know
                         there is someone else with possibly
                         similar interest.  So I felt that I
                         have to speak now.

                                   REGINE
                         I am very touched, Fritz, that you
                         would want me as your wife.  There  
                         is someone else, as you say, who
                         may have possible interest.  So
                         please forgive me if I take some
                         time, to think it all over.

                                   SCHLEGEL
                         Of course.  I understand fully. 
                         And decide what is best for you.  
                         I want that more than anything
                         else.

               INT. LARS MATHIESEN RESTAURANT (COPENHAGEN) - NIGHT

               Soren dines with Emil, other PATRONS in b.g.

                                   SOREN
                         I'm going to move back in with my
                         brother at the house.

                                   EMIL
                         I think that's good.

                                   SOREN
                         We have never been very close.
                             (beat)
                         I'm going to write a book, Emil. 
                         This came to me on the Jutland
                         moor, like the ten commandments to
                         Moses.  It is called Either/Or.

                                   EMIL
                         It's a good-sounding title.

                                   SOREN
                         I have always loved those words,
                         either/or.

                                   EMIL
                         What's it about?

                                   SOREN
                         The importance of making a choice. 
                         When my father died, I knew I must
                         choose the kind of life I'm to live. 
                         I only regret that I didn't choose
                         while Father was still alive.  I
                         shall regret that forever.  So, I 
                         am writing this book.  Which is only
                         the beginning.  I've been having a  
                         flood of ideas.  It's like a shower
                         bath, Emil.  I've pulled the chain,
                         and ideas are pouring all over me.

                                   EMIL
                         Good.  Speaking of making a choice,
                         have you been to see Regine yet?

                                   SOREN
                         No.  Emil, I just got back today.
                         But you are right to ask the question. 
                         Either/or.  I must choose.

               EXT. OLSEN MANSION - DAY

               Regine stands near her front door with a GIRLFRIEND, 18.  

               They see Soren, with top hat and cane, walk toward them.  He
               has some sort of paper material tucked under his arm. 

               The girlfriend leaves as Soren walks up to Regine.

                                   REGINE
                         Soren.

                                   SOREN
                         Hello, Regine.

                                   REGINE
                         When did you get back from Jutland?

                                   SOREN
                         Yesterday.

                                   REGINE
                         You must tell me all about it.

                                   SOREN
                         I will.  Shall we go inside?

                                   REGINE
                         There is no one home.

               Soren shows her the music sheets he has brought.

                                   SOREN
                         I brought some music that I would
                         like you to play.

               Regine seems unsure what to do.

               INT. OLSEN MANSION - FOYER - DAY

               Regine comes in the front door.  Soren, removing his hat,
               follows her in.  Regine closes the door.

               She looks at him shyly, then walks toward the living room.

               Watching, Soren follows her.

               INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY

               Regine sits down at the piano, the music sheets before her.
               Soren stands by the piano as Regine begins playing.

               Soren watches her with adoring eyes as she plays. 

               Finally, to Regine's surprise in the middle of the piece,
               Soren reaches over and takes the music sheets.  He tosses
               them aside.

                                   SOREN
                         That's not what I'm here for.

               Soren sits down beside her on the piano bench.  He takes her
               in his arms.  They passionately kiss, till flustered Regine
               pulls away from him.

               As Regine gets up, Soren tries to hold on to her, and his
               right hand or forearm lands on the left side of the keyboard,
               producing a loud bass discordance.  Soren rises, rattled. 

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         An ominous note.

               Regine, breathing a bit heavily, backs away a few steps.

               Soren looks at her awkwardly.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         I will leave.  I will go see your
                         father.  I will go see him right
                         now.  Is that all right?

               Regine nods "all right."  Soren retrieves his hat from a
               chair.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         I will go, then.

               Regine, still regaining her composure, watches him leave.

               INT. MINISTRY OF FINANCE - OLSEN'S OFFICE - DAY 

               Soren stands waiting as OLSEN'S SECRETARY, 30, comes out of
               the inner office. 

                                   SECRETARY
                         You may go ahead in, sir. 

               Olsen has already come to the door.

                                   OLSEN
                         Soren, how are you?

                                   SOREN
                         Good afternoon, Councillor.

               Soren and Olsen shake hands as Soren enters the inner office.

                                   OLSEN
                         Good to see you.  Have a seat.

                                   SOREN
                         Thank you.

               They both sit down.

                                   OLSEN
                         What's on your mind?

                                   SOREN
                         I went by to see Regine.  There was
                         no one home with her, so I didn't 
                         stay.  I was there for, oh, no time 
                         at all.  But I told her I would come
                         to see you.  She agreed, but she
                         didn't say yes or no with respect 
                         to the reason I'm here.  She had no
                         chance to, really - as I say, I was
                         there for, oh, no time at all.

                                   OLSEN
                         And the reason you are here is . . .

                                   SOREN
                         I would like to marry Regine.  I
                         can provide for her well, through
                         my considerable inheritance.  I've
                         been putting this off for too long,
                         regrettably so.  That's why I'm
                         here.  I would like to have talked
                         with her too, but . . .

                                   OLSEN
                         You were there for no time at all.
                         Well then, let's do it properly. 
                         Why don't you come see her this
                         evening? 

               INT. OLSEN MANSION - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

               Soren and Regine sit across from each other.  They are alone
               in the room.

                                   REGINE
                         I should tell you, Soren, that I
                         have had one proposal.

                                   SOREN
                         From whom?  Oh, wait.  I think I
                         know.

               Soren pretends to be trying to remember the name, snapping
               his fingers as if that would help.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         Fritz, uh  - Fritz, Fritz . . . 

                                   REGINE
                         Schlegel.  Stop being silly.

                                   SOREN
                         Fritz Schlegel.  Well, let Schlegel
                         be a parenthesis.  I am the new
                         paragraph.  To be read like a book. 
                         Put Schlegel back on the shelf.  I
                         love you, Regine.  I wish to marry
                         you.  Shall we become engaged?

                                   REGINE
                         Yes.  You don't know how I've waited.

               Soren seems suddenly speechless.

               INT. MINI'S CAFE - DAY 

               Soren and Regine put their hands side by side over the table,
               to compare their gold engagement rings.

               They raise their teacups in a toast, other PATRONS in b.g.

               INT. THE ROYAL THEATER - NIGHT 

               Soren and Regine, sitting in box seats, laugh with the rest
               of the AUDIENCE as some ACTORS chase and pummel each other
               onstage.

               Soren looks at Regine as she's laughing.  There is love but
               also sadness for some reason in his eyes.

               EXT. A CARRIAGE - MOVING - DAY 

               COACHMAN #3 drives Soren and Regine along the road to
               Frederiksberg Gardens.  

               Regine looks at Soren as he thoughtfully regards the scenery.

                                   REGINE
                         Kiss me, Soren.

               Soren takes her in his arms.

               EXT. ON THE ROAD - DAY

               As Soren and Regine kiss, a carriage passes the other way,
               with a YOUNG COUPLE and MALE CHAPERONE aboard.  They get a
               kick out of Soren and Regine kissing.

               INT. LUNO'S PRINTING SHOP - DAY 

               The printer BIANCO LUNO, 45, hands Soren the first elegantly
               bound copy of Either/Or.  Soren examines it with pride.  

                                   LUNO
                         Congratulations, sir.  Not just on
                         the book.  Your engagement.

                                   SOREN
                         Oh.  Thank you, I guess.

               INT. PLEISCH'S TEAROOM - DAY 

               Andreas looks eagerly for something in "The Fatherland"
               newspaper.  With him at the table are Johannes and Julius,
               other PATRONS in b.g.   

                                   ANDREAS
                         Here it is, lads.
                             (reads)
                         "A new literary comet has soared
                         into the Danish heavens.  The book
                         is Either/Or, the author Soren
                         Kierkegaard."  

               INT. SCHLEGEL HOME - DAY

               Schlegel reads the same article to his mother.

                                   SCHLEGEL
                             (reads)
                         "One can only feel disgust for the
                         author, while admiring his talent." 
                         Hear, hear.

               INT. PLEISCH'S TEAROOM - DAY

               Andreas and friends as before.

                                   ANDREAS
                             (reads)
                         "Kierkegaard is a first-rate intellect 
                         who scoffs at the whole human race."

               EXT. FREDERIKSBERG GARDENS - DAY 

               Soren and Regine sit on the grass by one of the park's
               canals.  Park VISITORS move about in b.g.  

               Regine reads a copy of Either/Or, while Soren stares off,
               musing.

               Regine notes that Soren is paying no attention, and slyly
               puts aside the book, which she clearly finds boring. 

                                   REGINE
                         What are you thinking about? . . .
                         Soren?

                                   SOREN
                         I'm sorry.  I was thinking.

                                   REGINE
                         About what?

                                   SOREN
                         Ahasuerus.

                                   REGINE
                         Who?

                                   SOREN
                         Ahasuerus.  A man who was condemned 
                         to wander the earth.  Regine, 
                         think of these three figures from
                         literature.  Don Juan - he represents
                         pleasure.  Faust - he represents
                         doubt.  And Ahasuerus.  That's me.

                                   REGINE
                         What does he represent?

                                   SOREN
                         Despair.

                                   REGINE
                         Do I cause you to despair?

                                   SOREN
                         Of course not.  I despair in spite
                         of you, Regine.  

               Soren muses again.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         Only God can save all three.  I
                         wish I had pen and paper.

               EXT. KIERKEGAARD HOME (2 NYTORV) - DAY 

               PEOPLE walk past the house in the square.

               INT. SOREN'S SECOND-FLOOR NYTORV QUARTERS - DAY

               Soren writes at his stand-up desk, while secretary ISRAEL
               LEVIN, 30, sits proofing handwritten pages.    

               Levin rises and brings a page to Soren.  

                                   LEVIN
                         Soren, this here.  Did you mean 
                         to say "comical"?  It looks like 
                         "camel."

                                   SOREN
                         Do you see a hump on it?

                                   LEVIN
                         No.

                                   SOREN
                         Then it must be "comical."

               As Levin goes back to sit down, Soren checks his pocket
               watch.  He sighs with frustration.

                                    SOREN (cont'd)
                         I must suspend operations to take
                         my fiancee for a walk.

               EXT. A STREET - DAY

               Soren and Regine stroll together, arm-in-arm.  Soren seems
               preoccupied.  PEOPLE pass in b.g.

                                   REGINE
                         How much farther to go with your
                         new book, Soren?

                                   SOREN
                         It'll be ready for the printer
                         before too long.  
                             (taps his head)
                         And there's another one here still
                         waiting to start. 

                                   REGINE
                         Are you still thinking of going to
                         the seminary, for training as a
                         pastor?

                                    SOREN
                         I don't have time to think about
                         anything.

               INT. KIERKEGAARD HOME - DINING ROOM - DAY 

               Soren reads a book while he and Levin eat bouillon.  The
               housekeeper brings two glasses of sherry. 

                                   LEVIN
                         You do like bouillon, don't you,
                         Soren.

                                   SOREN
                         Why do you say that?

                                   LEVIN
                         It's what we have had for lunch for
                         ten days in a row.

                                   SOREN
                         Then you are justified in assuming
                         that I like bouillon.

               Soren goes back to reading.

                                   LEVIN
                         Far be it from me to complain about
                         a free lunch.  You know, Soren, I
                         hope you won't take offense, but
                         since you've been engaged you've
                         become a bit testy. 

               Soren looks somewhat surprised by the comment.

                                   SOREN
                         Well tell me, Israel, why do you
                         think that is?

                                   LEVIN
                         How should I know?  Perhaps I
                         shouldn't have mentioned it.

                                   SOREN
                         No, please, as my secretary your
                         observations are welcome.  You've
                         noticed, you must have a theory.

                                   LEVIN
                         I have a suspicion.

                                   SOREN
                         What is it?

                                   LEVIN
                         You don't really want to get married.
                         Am I right?

               A pause, Soren with a thoughtful look.

                                   SOREN
                         No, but you're close.

               EXT. OLSEN MANSION - DAY (LATE AFTERNOON)

               Soren walks Regine to her door.  He seems downcast as she
               regards him.

                                   REGINE
                         What is wrong, Soren?

                                   SOREN
                         I feel this is all a mistake.

                                   REGINE
                         Why?  Don't you love me?

                                   SOREN
                         Oh yes.  I always will.  You will
                         be the love of my life.

                                   REGINE
                         Then I don't understand.

                                   SOREN
                         I can't make you happy.  Or any
                         girl happy.  I can never be happy
                         myself, except when I'm writing. 
                         That is my calling.  I know that
                         now.

                                   REGINE
                         But I won't interfere, Soren.

                                   SOREN
                         I'd be no kind of husband.  You'd 
                         be miserable.  You wouldn't be able
                         to bear it.

                                   REGINE
                         Let me be the judge of that.  If
                         you can't be happy, then what does
                         it matter if I'm with you or not? 
                         So for my sake, let me be with 
                         you.  I'll be willing to live in 
                         a cupboard, while you write to 
                         your heart's content.

               EXT. FREDERIKSBERG GARDENS - DAY

               Soren and Emil, walking, stop on a canal bridge.  

                                   SOREN
                         I knew, the moment she said yes,
                         that I had made a mistake.  But 
                         she doesn't understand.

                                   EMIL
                         Well I don't understand either.  
                         Do you?

                                   SOREN
                         Yes.  It's just hard to explain.

                                   EMIL
                         Try.  Explain it all to me now.  

                                   SOREN
                         God has cast a veto.  He is against
                         this engagement.

                                   EMIL
                         Why would God be against it?

                                   SOREN
                         Because he has given me something
                         to do.  I have found what is true
                         for me. Besides, I - I am not all
                         that well. 

                                   EMIL
                         What is wrong?

                                   SOREN
                         Do I make her a widow in five or
                         ten years?

                                   EMIL
                         Soren, you must get over this notion
                         that you're going to die young.

                                   SOREN
                         Could I give her children who are
                         healthy and sound?  

                                   EMIL
                         Why not?

                                   SOREN
                         There are times, Emil, when - Well,
                         I have never been very healthy.

                                   EMIL
                         Soren -

                                   SOREN
                         Anyway, you asked me to explain. 
                         That's the best I can offer.  The
                         thing is, she has to break the
                         engagement.  For her reputation, it
                         has to be her.  I cannot just drop
                         her.  It has to be entirely her
                         choice.

                                   EMIL
                         The importance of choice.  So what
                         do you plan to do?

                                   SOREN
                         Be an absolute cad, I suppose. 
                         Till she can no longer take it.

               INT. THE LUND TOWN HOUSE - NIGHT

               Soren and Regine, as they enter the home, are greeted by
               CHRISTIAN LUND, 40, a MAID closing the door. 

                                   SOREN
                         Regine, this is my brother-in-law
                         Christian Lund.

                                   LUND
                         Please to meet you, Regine.

                                   SOREN
                         He was married to my late sister 
                         Nicoline.  Now he's found a  
                         wonderful second mother for his
                         children -

               Christian's wife ANNA CATHERINE LUND, 45, joins them. 

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         This is Anna Catherine.

                                   ANNA
                             (to Regine)
                         How do you do.

               YOUNG HENRIK LUND, 13, appears beside Soren.

                                   HENRIK
                         Hi, Uncle Soren.

               Soren puts an arm around Henrik's shoulders.

                                   SOREN
                         Henrik, you grow more every day. 
                         What are you planning to be?

                                   HENRIK
                         A doctor, Uncle Soren.

                                   SOREN
                         Good for you.

               INT. DINING ROOM - NIGHT 

               Soren and Regine dine with Lund, Anna, Henrik, and daughter
               SOPHIE LUND, 11. 

                                   LUND
                         How is your new book going?  Is it
                         finished?

                                   SOREN
                         No.  It keeps going and going.

                                   ANNA CATHERINE
                         Does it have a title yet?

                                   SOREN
                         Stages on Life's Way.

               INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 

               Soren and Regine sit together as Lund brings them two glasses
               of sherry.

                                   LUND
                         Here you go.  We'll leave you two
                         to enjoy your sherry together.

                                   REGINE
                         Thank you.

               Lund leaves.  Soren sips his sherry.

                                   REGINE (cont'd)
                         The Lunds are a lovely family.

                                   SOREN
                         Yes.

                                   REGINE
                         What's wrong, Soren?  You haven't
                         talked much tonight.  The last time
                         we were together you didn't talk
                         much either.

                                   SOREN
                         What shall we talk about?

                                   REGINE
                         I don't know.  It just isn't like
                         you not to talk very much.

                                   SOREN
                         All right, let's talk about
                         Either/Or.  You have read it?

                                   REGINE
                         Yes.  It wasn't easy, but I read it.  

                                   SOREN
                         So what do you think?

                                   REGINE
                         Well it's very impressive, Soren. 
                         There's a lot that I don't
                         understand, but then I -

                                   SOREN
                         Well, let's talk about what you 
                         do understand.

                                   REGINE
                         Well, it's not easy, Soren, I -

                                   SOREN
                         Let's make it easy, then.  The  
                         title is Either/Or.  What is the
                         Either?

                                   REGINE
                         The aesthetic life.

                                   SOREN
                         Which is?

                                   REGINE
                         Well, living for pleasure.

                                   SOREN
                         Good.  And what is the Or?

                                   REGINE
                         The ethical life.

                                   SOREN
                         Which is?

                                   REGINE
                         Living for ethics.

                                   SOREN
                         What does that mean?  You said you
                         read the book.

                                   REGINE
                         I'm sorry, Soren, I -

                                   SOREN
                         It is choosing oneself.   It is
                         knowing oneself as an individual,
                         and taking responsibility in the
                         world for that individual.  That 
                         is the ethical life.  So either/or
                         means what?

                                   REGINE
                         We must make a choice?

                                   SOREN
                         Yes.  So what do you think of it all?

                                   REGINE
                         It's hard for me, Soren, to talk
                         about subjects like this.  It -

                                   SOREN
                         Very well, then, tell me this.  How
                         much milk does it take to produce a
                         pound of butter?

               INT. OLSEN MANSION - LIVING ROOM - DAY

               Regine and her mother knit together.  Mrs. Olsen notes
               Regine's seeming sadness.

                                   MRS. OLSEN
                         Is something wrong between you 
                         and Soren?

                                   REGINE
                         Yes.

                                   MRS. OLSEN
                         What is it?

                                   REGINE
                         I don't know.  It's like he's
                         trying to drive me away.  He said
                         we couldn't be happy.  He says it's
                         his writing.  But I think it's more
                         than that.  He's trying to keep
                         something from me.

                                   MRS. OLSEN
                         How do you know?

                                   REGINE
                         I don't, Mama.  The way he's been
                         brooding.  Something bothers him. 
                         It's like there's something in his
                         heart that he can't let out.

                                   MRS. OLSEN
                         It sounds like melancholy.  Depression. 
                         Do you know who suffers from that?

                                   REGINE
                         Who?

                                   MRS. OLSEN
                         Your own father.  Have you never
                         noticed?

                                   REGINE
                         Well, I've seen his moods, yes.  
                         I always just thought that, well,
                         there was something going on.

                                   MRS. OLSEN
                         One day he seems all right, the 
                         next day . . .

                                   REGINE
                         Why do I have these depressed men
                         in my life?  Fritz Schlegel is
                         depressed now too.  What should I
                         do, Mama?

                                   MRS. OLSEN
                         The same thing I do, Regine, if you
                         really love Soren.  All you can do
                         is love him.

                                   REGINE
                         I do, Mama.  I love him so much.

               EXT. A CARRIAGE - MOVING - DAY 

               Soren and Regine are driven by COACHMAN #4 along the road to
               the Deer Park north of town.  Soren sits slumped, looking
               bored.

                                   REGINE
                         Would you care to take me to the
                         opera tonight?

                                   SOREN
                         No.

                                   REGINE
                         Would you care to take me to the
                         Royal Theater then?

                                   SOREN
                         No.  I don't care to do anything. 
                         Except to ride in this carriage,
                         and I will soon be tired of that.   

               Soren looks at her.  She says nothing.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         I am tired of everything.

               Soren keeps looking at her, and she keeps seemingly ignoring
               him.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         Regine, I think you should break
                         off the engagement.
                             (no response)
                         Do it for your own sake.
                             (no response)
                         Can you hear me?

                                   REGINE
                         Oh, I hear a demon talking, not you.

                                   SOREN
                         A demon?  Do you think I'm possessed?

                                   REGINE
                         No, I didn't mean that.  We all
                         have our demons, don't we?  We 
                         just can't let them get the best 
                         of us.

               Soren gazes at her, Regine looking calmly ahead.

                                   SOREN
                         Coachman, turn around!

               The coachman slows the carriage.

                                   REGINE
                         But Soren, we're almost to the park.

                                   SOREN
                         I know.  If you're going to marry
                         me, you need to start learning now
                         how to deny yourself pleasure.  You
                         are going to be living with demons.

               EXT. KIERKEGAARD HOME - NIGHT (OCTOBER)

               PEOPLE walking past No. 2 Nytorv wear winter clothing.

               INT. SOREN'S NYTORV QUARTERS - NIGHT

               Soren paces the floor.  Stopping, he decisively steps 
               to his desk and starts writing.

               INT. OLSENS' FRONT DOOR - DAY

               The maid opens the door.  Outside stands the Kierkegaard
               servant Anders, who gives her an envelope.

                                   ANDERS
                         A letter for Regine Olsen, from
                         Soren Kierkegaard.

                                   MAID
                         Thank you.  

               INT. REGINE'S ROOM - DAY 

               Regine opens the envelope and removes a note.  She sees  
               something else in the envelope and takes it out.  It's her  
               engagement ring.  

               Regine reads the note.

                                   SOREN (V.O.)
                         Dear Regine, What has to be done,
                         should be done and be done with. 
                         Please forgive the fact that, while
                         I may be capable of something, I
                         could never be capable of making
                         you happy.  Love, S.K.

               EXT. A STREET - DAY 

               Regine runs down the street in the cold, as PASSERSBY
               curiously watch.

               EXT. NYTORV SQUARE - DAY 

               Regine runs through the square, as PEOPLE watch her, to the
               Kierkegaard town house.  She knocks on the door.

               Across the square, Soren, walking toward the house, stops as
               he sees Regine at the front door.

               Soren watches as Anders opens the door, Regine speaks with
               him, and Anders lets her in.

               Soren turns and walks off in another direction.

               INT. SOREN'S NYTORV QUARTERS - DAY

               Regine writes a note.  She puts it in an envelope, and leaves
               it atop Soren's desk.

               INT. CORRIDOR OUTSIDE SOREN'S QUARTERS - DAY

               As Regine comes out of Soren's quarters, Anders is waiting.

                                   REGINE
                         Be sure that he sees it, will you?

                                   ANDERS
                         I will.

                                   REGINE
                         Thank you.

               Regine starts to go, then turns again to Anders.

                                   REGINE (cont'd)
                         Anders, is anything wrong with
                         Soren?  I think there's something
                         that he hasn't told me.

                                   ANDERS
                         Nothing that I know of, madam.  He
                         can be peculiar.

               A beat.  Regine turns to go.

               EXT. STREET - DAY 

               Regine walks homeward, PEDESTRIANS passing.

               As Regine walks past the corner of a building, she doesn't
               see Soren, standing propped against the building near its
               corner, watching her pass. 

               INT. SOREN'S NYTORV QUARTERS - DAY 

               Soren takes the envelope from the desk.  He opens it and
               reads the note inside.

                                   REGINE (V.O.)
                         Soren, I know you have done this
                         because of a depressed state of
                         mind.  Please, for the love of
                         Christ, do not leave me.  Come 
                         let me talk to you.  Love always,
                         Regine. 

               After a moment, Anders looks in at the open door.  Soren,
               standing by the desk with note in hand, looks at Anders.

                                   ANDERS
                         She asked me to be sure you saw 
                         it, sir.

                                   SOREN
                         Did she say anything else?

                                   ANDERS
                             (beat)
                         She asked how you were, sir.

               Anders leaves.

               INT. FRONT DOOR OF THE BOESEN HOME - NIGHT

               Emil answers the door.  Soren stands outside in the cold. 
               Emil looks at him quizzically.

                                   SOREN
                         Emil . . .

                                   EMIL
                         Hello, Soren.

                                   SOREN
                         Are you free this evening?

                                   EMIL
                         Yes.

                                   SOREN
                         Could we go to the opera or something? 
                         I just need some company tonight.  
                         Or I might go mad.

               INT. OLSEN MANSION - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

               Olsen grimly leaves the room.  He stops and looks back at
               Regine, who sits weeping in the arms of Mrs. Olsen.

               INT. OPERA HOUSE - NIGHT 

               Soren and Emil sit in a box at a performance of "Don
               Giovanni."  Onstage LEPORELLO sings "The Catalog Aria." 

               Emil casts glances at Soren, who looks abstracted.

               EXT. OPERA HOUSE - NIGHT 

               Soren and Emil leave the opera house with others after the
               performance.  It is cold with light fog.

               Olsen walks up to them.

                                   OLSEN
                         Soren, may I have a word with you?

               Emil nods politely to Olsen.

                                   EMIL
                             (to Soren)
                         I will see you at Pleisch's.

               Emil walks off.  After a moment,

                                   OLSEN
                         Regine told me that you returned
                         her engagement ring.

                                   SOREN
                         Yes.  I'm sorry.  I told her, more or
                         less, the engagement was a mistake,
                         sir.

                                   OLSEN
                         Any particular reason?

                                   SOREN
                         I can't go into it all.

                                   OLSEN
                         That complicated, is it?
                             (beat)
                         This is not easy for me.  I am a 
                         proud man.  I beg you, don't break
                         off with her.  She is devastated.

                                   SOREN
                         I will talk with her, sir.  But I
                         believe the matter is settled.

                                   OLSEN
                         Tomorrow night, will you dine with
                         us?  And talk with her afterwards? 
                         Before you say it is settled?

                                   SOREN
                         Of course.

               INT. OLSEN MANSION - DINING ROOM - NIGHT

               Soren dines with the Olsens, including Regine's sister
               CORNELIA, 20, and brother JONAS, 19.  There is an awkward
               air, Regine scarcely looking up from her plate.

                                   OLSEN
                         What are you writing now, Soren?

                                   SOREN
                         About the leap of faith, by virtue
                         of the absurd.  About becoming 
                         a Christian.

                                   OLSEN
                         "By virtue of the absurd"?

                                   SOREN
                         The absurd is the paradox.  God
                         becoming man.  Is that not absurd?  

               Awkward silence.  Regine looks miserable.  

               Soren notes that Regine's brother Jonas stares across the
               table at him with a look of hatred.  

               INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT 

               Soren sits listening while Regine plays the piano.  They are
               alone in the room.

               Finishing, Regine gets up from the piano and goes to sit
               beside Soren.  She waits for him to say something.  

               Soren cries.  He leans forward, elbows on knees.  Regine puts
               a hand on his shoulder.  

                                   SOREN
                         Regine, I have done you such an
                         injustice.

                                   REGINE
                         Soren . . .

                                   SOREN
                         Fritz was all set to marry you, and
                         I interfered.  For what?

               Regine seems at a loss for words.  Soren takes a moment to
               regain his composure.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         You think you understand me, because
                         of my demons, as you put it. 

                                   REGINE
                         I have tried, Soren.

                                   SOREN
                         Then try to understand this.  It is
                         only when I'm working, producing,
                         that I have any semblance of 
                         contentment.  When I'm wrapped up
                         in thought, pen in hand, I forget
                         about suffering.  I believe there 
                         is a reason for this.  It is what
                         God wants me to do, for the time
                         I'm allotted.

               Soren rises to pace.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         And there's this . . . I'm a fairly
                         rich man, but I won't be for long. 
                         You see, I intend only to write,
                         nothing else.  What my father left 
                         me should last me quite a few years. 
                         But if I outlive my fortune, well, 
                         I'll have to go find some work to put
                         food on the table.  There isn't much
                         money, I'm afraid, in my kind of books. 
                         Is that what you want for a future?

               Regine rises and moves to him.  

                                   REGINE
                         I told you I would live in a cupboard.

                                   SOREN
                         Regine, I'm sorry for the callous 
                         way I've behaved lately.  I didn't
                         know what else to do.  I loved you
                         the first day I saw you.  You were
                         only fifteen.  So I waited.  And 
                         now . . . What greater sacrifice
                         could I make?

                                   REGINE
                         Why?  Is there something else,
                         Soren, that you haven't told me? 
                         Is it just your writing?

                                   SOREN
                             (beat)
                         There is nothing more I can tell
                         you.

                                   REGINE
                             (beat)
                         That's it?  You are giving me up.

               Soren says nothing.  Regine slips off his engagement ring and
               hands it to him.

                                   REGINE (cont'd)
                         Then you're free.  I will never
                         forget you.

               Regine kisses him, then turns and leaves the room.

               INT. SOREN'S NYTORV QUARTERS - BEDROOM - NIGHT

               Soren lies weeping in his bed.

               INT. SOREN'S BEDROOM - DAY

               Soren packs a trunk.  Peter steps in.

                                   PETER
                         Going somewhere, Soren?

                                   SOREN
                         I am going to Berlin for a while.  

                                   PETER
                         Running away, are you?

                                   SOREN
                         I will hear the lectures by Schelling.
                         See some theater.  Brush up on my
                         German.

                                   PETER
                         You have finished your new book?

                                   SOREN
                         I will finish the book in Berlin. 
                         Then I'll come home and publish it,
                         and then start another, and then
                         more after that.

                                   PETER
                         That is all you plan to do, from
                         now on?

                                   SOREN
                         That is all I plan to do.  It's 
                         my calling.

                                   PETER
                         Suppose I go to her for you, Soren. 
                         Suppose I explain to her that -

                                   SOREN
                         If you do, I will shoot you, brother,
                         by God, I swear it.

                                   PETER
                             (beat)
                         Well, you have disgraced yourself
                         in Copenhagen, with your treatment 
                         of her.  Perhaps it is best that
                         you go away for a while.

               Peter walks out.

               EXT. THE COPENHAGEN HARBOR - DAY

               Soren, Emil, and Anders arrive at the quay in a carriage
               driven by COACHMAN #5.  It is cold.

               Anders and the coachman take Soren's trunk from the carriage,
               and head for the quay with it.  

               Soren and Emil still sit in the carriage.  Soren gazes off,
               Emil looking at him. 

                                   SOREN
                         This has been so hard.  To have a
                         thorn in the flesh that prevents  
                         ordinary relationships.  And so 
                         to choose instead to be - what?

               Soren looks at Emil, who seems puzzled by Soren's train of
               thought.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         Out of the ordinary.

               A beat.  Soren gives Emil a slap on the knee.

                                   SOREN (cont'd)
                         Thank you for seeing me off, old
                         friend.  No need to get out.

               Soren gets out of the carriage.

                                   EMIL
                         What do you mean, Soren, by a thorn
                         in the flesh?

                                   SOREN
                             (beat)
                         Does it matter now?

               Emil watches Soren move off.



  
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