On lautalla pienoinen kahvila (1952) - full transcript
And the fire was burning
at the log-raft's edge
where I sat and enjoyed the warmth
"Sanni of the log-driver's camp",
that handsome girl
I suddenly called to mind.
As each summer arrived,
Sanni was there
to make coffee for all of us
Though I and the others
got to feel
that she came to arouse us boys.
Sanni's patent-leather shoes
creaked when she was dancing.
And in the whirling dances did
the boys' hearts throb with love.
As summer came it was Sanni's aim
to stir up all the boys.
And every evening we'd all try
to cool down our frustrations.
When we boys gambled
on the log-raft
Sanni was first prize.
Sanni herself would just laugh it off
like a tune on a mouth organ
Came autumn and Sanni also left
and snow fell on the log-raft.
And we boys remember
with regret
summer as a beautiful dream
Where is Sanni now?
Getting married down south somewhere.
He'd be a lucky beggar!
I also think of Sanni.
She came like a swallow.
TO SALORANTA
That's the way to Saloranta.
- It's about a kilometre.
- Thanks.
It's dripping, it's dripping...
to the foot of the old fir tree.
Candy is dandy
but liquor is quicker
The bigger the bucket the better.
Enough warbling! Get moving.
I have customers waiting.
It's dripping, it's dripping
to the foot of the old fir tree.
- Aren't you finished yet?
- Should be full now.
Full, huh? Are you kidding me?
Yes, I'm looking...
so many people are rarely seen
The musicians change so quickly
as the wedding party
do a well-oiled dance
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
We played from morn till eve
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
At our Hurmala wedding.
The bridegroom carried beer in a tub
with a ladle, though he didn't drink.
The guests, they probably
drank too much
and the grannies were disgusted
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
We played from morn till eve
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
At our Hurmala wedding.
The priest shouted out
that everything was free
at this Hurmala wedding.
Even though Hurmala
scored our girl
we get others into the bargain
Hello there!
Welcome!
Can I help you, Miss?
Is this Ahola's place?
- Yes...yes it is.
- Yes and no!
- Excuse me.
- That's alright.
- You can sit at our table, Miss.
- At our table, if you please.
What have you been
getting up to, now?
There's a girl, a miss, here,
asking for you.
What's a girl-a-miss?
I'll be down when I've finished
my 'pharmaceutical chores'.
- Keep her company.
- Shall do!
Where's my litre measure?
Is that so important?
Just pour it in.
The seller must have
measure in hand.
The buyer can check it
with his finger.
Take a log-driver for yourself, my girl
Find out what being happy means!
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
You are as safe as can be
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
You are as safe as can be
We are your future, we are rewarding
We are cheerful too...
Shhh such smooth cheeks!
...all us guys.
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
you are as safe as can be
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
you are as safe as can be
That was a nice song.
I'll have to write it down.
Not one of the best ones.
Old-fashioned, don't you think?
Listen to this...
Doesn't a good log-driver
know everyone around?
So we welcome you today,
to the Hotel Hurmala!
Come and learn to dance
to be-bop and swing
In Hurmala you
can always hear
the music playing...
Here we only drink to
joy and never sorrow.
And from under the bar
you'll always
get yourself a shot.
Come and learn to dance
to be-bop and swing
In Hurmala you
can always hear
the music playing.
Log-drivers and be-bop.
That's not old-fashioned.
That's new-fashioned!
What are you looking for, my pet?
What made you come here?
Who sent you?
I was told that travelers could
get a room at Ahola's farm.
I bought Ahola's
and call it Hurmala's.
Now it's a cafe.
We have amusements and dancing.
I am Jussi Hurma.
Oh dear. What can I do now?
Can you suggest somewhere else
where a stranger might stay?
There's no other place
in this village.
- There has to be!
- Well, of course,
but none with a spare room.
No, there aren't any.
What you got from Ahola,
you can get from Hurmala
and it's a lot better.
Just rent it for a year.
I just need a room
for a few days.
- Can I see it?
- You can have a look.
Me and the others can make do
with a hole in the wall.
Miss...
Thank you. Thank you so much.
I only need the room
for a few days.
Then we don't need to talk about
the rent until later on, if at all.
You make room, I make room.
We fit into the same space.
I don't think I'll stay.
What are you hesitating about?
It doesn't suit me.
Goodbye.
Don't go now!
You can have it any way you want.
Any way at all.
- I'll spoil you rotten.
- I'm very sorry.
I don't cry over spilled milk.
- I blame someone else.
- I can believe it.
Let me take your hand
and talk with you.
Leave me alone.
Get out of my way!
Don't get me wrong.
Maybe I'm nuts,
but I love you.
I love women.
Beautiful women, most of all.
And you are beautiful.
Don't be afraid of Jussi Hurma.
Leave me alone,
or I'll call out for help!
Someone's there.
- I'll call him to come.
- What are you doing?
I'll be right back.
I'll just check outside.
If you'd dropped it on your toe
the world wouldn't have heard it!
Shhh, he's coming!
So that's what you are!
I've dealt with thieves before.
If you accuse us,
we'll accuse you.
We'll see who comes off worst!
Get out of here,
before I really lose my temper!
What's going on here?
It's none of your business.
Get going!
- I'll handle this girl.
- Let me go!
No one leaves Hurmala like that
as if you were running away.
Get your filthy paws off her!
You whippersnapper!
You'll pay for this!
You haven't heard the last of it!
May I ask what you're looking for?
Why not?
I'm a cub-reporter on a magazine
where the editor is horrible.
We quarreled and he asked
me to write an article
about modern-day
forestry workers.
He believed I wouldn't
be able to do it.
We'll see to it that
he eats his words.
We sure will!
Wait till I have a word
with the lady here.
- Hello there!
- Hello, hello.
Would you be able to put
this young lady up for a few days?
Oh, that's what you want!
Fine, we have a spare room.
Great!
Miss, you can have a room here.
This lady can give you full board.
I have to hurry
for the log-drive.
See you!
My dad was from the manor
a rich man's child, oh so fancy.
My dad was from the manor
he was a rich man's fancy
Now people call me sire
so fine looking
have I grown
Now people call me sire
so fine looking
have I grown
Giddyap, Paavo, trot on.
My dad was from the manor
a rich man's child, oh so fancy.
My dad was from the manor
he was a rich man's fancy
Now people call me sire
so fine looking
have I grown
Now people call me sire
so fine looking
have I grown
No, no, Paavo, Paavo...
Isn't the horse too old?
Old?
It's not even fully-grown yet.
- Only 50.
- 50?
Yes, 50.
They call these sled foals.
I know, but this horse
have been poorly trained.
I could see that.
Oh, Mr 'Ten-spot'. Paavo has
probably even higher job-training.
We pulled a carousel
with him before.
A carousel?
And apart from that,
both Paavo and I studied circles.
Are you making fun of me?
No, how would I do that,
mister chief clerk?
What makes you think that?
And Paavo and I are friends.
The same work, the same feelings
and the same music.
Full stop!
Carry on!
Carry on with what?
Playing?
With your work!
Understand?
Here, pussy-puss!
Always getting your claws
into everything...
Let go a minute, sweetie.
Good morning, Mr Deputy, sir!
Good morning.
Can I complain to you now,
or do I have to come to the office?
That depends.
The thing is that I need
to get a new stove.
Is that the company's concern?
I'm the company's meals-lady, aren't I?
I take meals and coffee to the log-drivers.
If you would take a look
at the stove, sir,
you'd see why I'm complaining.
Full stop! I guess
I should take a look.
I'm the one to make the recommendation.
My livelihood depends
on that stove.
When its back is cracked,
it smokes like an old tugboat.
The body of the stove has holes
and cracks, and smokes like billy-o.
Have a look, sir.
It seems to be cracked.
It'd be hard to cook with it.
I've often had to make-do
with a fire on the beach,
though the log-driver boss
doesn't like it.
Neither do I.
What can I do?
They all like their coffee.
No one would be happy
without it.
Now you've got soot on your nose
from the damned thing!
Don't do that...
I'll do it myself!
It won't cost you anything.
I'll clean your nose for free.
This is...
Marleena, what's this all about?
You're old enough
not to ask!
When you hug Marleena
you always get a sooty nose!
He was fooling with the stove,
not me.
Full stop!
You rubbed my nose
like it was a sooty coffee pot.
With that rag full of germs!
I'll have to find some disinfectant
right away.
- Disinfect it immediately!
- Full stop!
Why can I never understand gents?
You understand us log-drivers.
Nobody understands everyone.
And you don't need to,
thank you very much!
I need to get a new stove
before all the log-drivers arrive.
Try to keep the new drive-boss happy
till his son arrives.
Good morning!
Has madam got coffee ready?
What am I supposed
to heat it with?
You can have beer,
not coffee.
Yeah, this looks really bad.
We can try and fix the stove.
Listen, you.
In the meantime, go make a fire
on the beach for Marleena.
Should you put, should you put
fire under your pot, so
Just like so, just like so
fire under the pot, so
Should I be, should I be
with my very own maid, oh
Then the coffee'd be very hot
hotter than the fire, so
Just like so, just like so
hotter than the fire, so
Should he be...
should he be...
easy to set on fire, so
Why is it you sigh
between each of the verses?
I wish you'd figure it out yourself.
Come now! Maybe some day I will.
But can you figure this out?
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I shall be able to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
I shall be able to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
Here's some nice firewood for you.
Thanks a lot.
You're as nice as a little ladybird.
- Ladybird?
- Yes.
Do you think I look like
a ladybird?
No, but I couldn't think
of anything else.
Listen, Marleena,
what's this tomfoolery about?
What tomfoolery?
I don't understand your riddles
And you're comparing me
to some small creatures with wings.
Maybe I think we're like
two butterflies
fluttering after a rose.
Butterflies?
Why the heck would we
be butterflies?
Ask your horse.
He's ashamed of you already.
Who would this be,
coming towards us?
A new log-driver.
They've been coming in all day.
There'll be a gang of them
coming in this evening.
Howdy!
Why are you boiling up
coffee outside?
The oven is broken and the bosses
won't give me a new one.
You'd think they'd know better.
Now, with more
than ever coming
I'll need a new stove
and a helper.
Helper?
Yes, tonight there'll be a gang
from up the river arriving.
Complain to the chief clerk.
He's a fount of wisdom.
That's right. Full stop!
Where's the office?
I have to register.
It's the cabin at the back.
- Thanks.
- Don't mention it.
When love comes to be aroused
your mind is sensitised
but to your sweetheart's window
all the men are running
We bid the sorrow leave us
and...
You open up your window, and...
Who are you and
what are you staring at?
Don't you know
you're supposed to knock?
The door was open.
Full stop!
State your affair. I'm busy.
Who are you?
I'm a lo...dri...
Lo-dri ! What the heck is that?
Don't beat about the bush!
My name is Eräs [One], so the word
is absolutely necessary
The log-drive boss
has promised to take me on.
Just now I'm drawing up
the organization's systematization
and rationalization.
I don't know for sure
in what position I'll place you...
In the meantime
go to Jäärä's gang.
Full stop!
Why do you say "full stop"?
End of discussion.
You understand?
No time is wasted here.
Discussions are kept
short and concise,
and work proceeds
at full capacity.
That's excellent.
I understand now.
About time!
The sun shines down
upon the lake
and melts the ice away
Then spring floods
come flowing down
with all our log-drivers.
The Kemi River, Kymmene,
Vantaa and the others
To gold we turn
the forests of our land
Hey ho, hidey ho
To gold we turn
the forests of our land
Every log-driver needs
to know how
to pull his weight.
With arms full of steel
and half the strength
of a horse.
That spear is our grapnel,
our arm of law and order.
Hey ho, hidey ho,
our arm of law and order.
Old gossipy women
prattle and prattle away
Rubbish and nonsense
empty tittle-tattle
Surely they all vie to ask
after those men on the water.
Rubbish and nonsense
empty tittle-tattle
When log-drivers
reach the shore
They're clutching on
to their grapnel
Hey ho, hidey ho
They're clutching on
to their grapnels
The dashing log-driver
is the last
you'd ever call a gentleman.
But all he wants to have
is a maiden in his arms.
Wow! So many men,
all at once!
And I guess you all want coffee?
How shall we do it?
Get yourselves in a queue,
and I'll see it happens.
We'll get thirsty queuing up!
Don't you see I'll be
working at full speed?
Go and fan the fire.
Fancy me having a broken stove
when so many men are thirsty.
Oh dear!
Where am I going to get more help?
Oh, I'm so sorry!
The pot is empty again!
Back in a flash, boys!
Don't laugh!
What a charming cottage on the barge.
It's necessary on
a log floating site.
- Is she the proprietor?
- Yes, and she needs a helper.
A helper?
That has to be me!
You bring me luck.
Yes, especially if you
and Marleena get along.
You sure drink a lot, boys.
But go ahead and drink!
I'm not running out of coffee.
Just hang on, I'm a bit stretched
without a kitchen-maid.
Here's another potful!
- Well, who are you?
- Your kitchen-maid.
If those still queuing would
sing again, it'd go better.
Well boys, let us log-drivers
sing and dance now!
We log-drivers are happy for,
we're kind and diligent, it's sure
Hardworking, hey, sing our praise
kind and diligent, we say
Sometimes when there is
ice up on the swamp like this
Sometime, and I sing our praise,
up upon the swamp, I say
Up on the swamp
Now the little girls, they say
have all been so sad this day
Sad to be sure, sing our praise,
that they were, I say
Now a three-barge party
there will be
Three barges, we sing our praises, we
There is spring up in the air,
so a spring in our step is there
Dance and sing our praise,
dance the days away
Happiness, it comes freely, yo,
sadness costs you dearly, yo
Costs you, sing our praises, hey!
Sorrow costs you dear, I say
What might the fair maid's name be,
so we can carve it
on our log-hooks?
Just call me Sanni.
- Hear that, everyone?
- Her name's Sanni.
Tradition requires that the name
be included in the song.
We'll stick to that.
The one to whom Sanni first gives
permission gets to carve it.
Won't you give more
than one permission?
How can you tell?
By her eyes...
A log-driver knows a woman's eyes.
I'll get the coffee pot.
How the hell did a girl like you
end up here?
If it's alright, boss,
we'll talk later.
Boss? You think I'm the boss?
Do you see me with a pot belly?
It's your whole appearance.
Aren't you the master of the barge?
Like that, you mean?
I don't quite know
how to put it...
when there are so many riddles
that need to be solved.
But maybe you can help me, Miss.
Later, when I'm in
less of a rush.
Yes, not even the log-drivers
drink coffee all the time.
What a girl!
On the barge a coffeehouse stands,
bobbing gently in the waves
and hither are drawn
the log-driving boys
throughout the days
and nights
Two young ladies
serve them there,
Sanni and Marleena
and for them,
the log-drivers sing
so beautifully in their chorus.
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine,
will ever be fondly remembered
And the last drop is for us.
And that's the best bit.
Can you tell me, Miss,
who you are and
where you come from?
I'm from the big city.
Mr Eräs said you
needed an assistant,
I'll try, if you agree.
I agree, for sure,
but if you want to be paid,
the drive-boss has to agree.
We can discuss that
in the morning.
And his assistant manager will want
to get into the act, no doubt,
like all the others.
That's what happens
when you're young.
It's a damned important time
in a woman's life.
When I was young,
a lot of guys were interested.
So many, there were.
But I was the sort of girl
that could hop across rolling logs
like a little bird.
Yes...that was an important time.
Though no one sat down
and told me that at the time.
We'd best get some sleep now.
Tomorrow the work starts for real.
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I shall be able to open it though,
by kissing your lips so red!
I shall be able to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
Why do I always sing that song?
Humankind, do not grow old!
The laws of nature forbid it.
Humankind, do not grow old!
The laws of nature forbid it.
Stop singing!
What do you think
you're doing, my man?
When you're working,
your mouth stays shut!
All that comes out of it
is breathing!
How about a belch?
If I see you wasting time
on the job again...
Hey Mister, calm down
mister, mister, mister,
calm down!
Full stop!
Take it easy in your life
and your troubles will fall away
Take it easy in your life
and your troubles will fall away
Mister, mister, forget about
getting yourself worked up.
Mister, don't be so jumpy
ever again.
Mister, don't be so jumpy
That's the 11th commandment
Mister, don't be so jumpy
That's the 11th commandment
Keep your mind balanced out
Banish those small worries.
Keep your mind balanced out
Banish those small worries.
Humankind, do not grow old!
Do not grow old
Do not grow old
Humankind, do not grow old!
Stop singing now!
How is that going
to go down?
Full stop!
And be careful!
- You mustn't damage the logs.
- Damage?
Right! I demand precision
in everything.
Full stop!
That guy should be thrown in.
We could give him a scare
on the beach.
He'd wet his pants!
- Hi, Sanni, the lumberjack girl.
- Hi!
- We have a good idea.
- What's that?
We'll set up a chorus
''The Singing Log-Drivers''.
In minor key we sing for free,
but in major we want to be paid.
On the barge a coffeehouse stands
bobbing gently in the waves
and hither are drawn
the log-driving boys
throughout the days
and nights
Two misses serve them there
Sanni and Marleena
and for them,
the log-drivers sing
so beautifully in their chorus.
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine
will ever be fondly remembered
On our log-hooks is inscribed
the name of the girl we fancy.
Though through the ravages of time
the name gets worn away.
But two bonnie names so fair,
Sanni and Marleena,
will last for ever and ever
in the memory of these boys.
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine
will ever be fondly remembered!
- A cold beer, Miss.
- Coming up!
I heard a chorus singing just now.
We started up a little chorus.
It's the custom around here.
Customs can be changed,
the same as people.
Here's your beer.
What did you say
should be changed?
N...nothing.
Er... Full stop.
Miss Sanni is Marleena's assistant.
- Temporary assistant.
- I see.
Really?
That's okay.
Mr assistant manager,
I didn't thank you
for making a happy day for me.
I'll even curtsy for that!
What? I don't understand...
...with all the new responsibilities
I have to bear.
I told the men of the problem,
and they're all behind me.
I just told you once,
and you helped.
You came across.
Get straight to the point!
Came across about what?
The stove, the oven!
I just have to give you
a big hug, assistant manager!
One, two, three,
four, five, six!
Full stop!
I don't like this sort of thing.
This is quite impossible.
Have another cold beer!
At least you know
how to behave!
We've been praising you all morning.
The new stove is great.
It came by motorboat.
The men installed it.
But I can't...
I had no idea that...
Hi!
- Want a cold beer?
- Just matches.
And you walked off the job,
just to get them!
You're here just drinking beer,
and the others whatever they like.
It seems anything goes here.
Not at all!
You're wrong, full stop!
I'll show you.
And you, get back
to that nag of yours!
Everyone else, back to work!
Back to work!
There'll be no singing or playing!
Full stop!
Paavo needs music to work.
It's the custom.
Forget old customs!
And a horse has to learn
to follow my system!
Explain that to the horse!
That's worth a tenner.
A fiver will do!
And you went and kissed him!
It was worth it, for the stove.
Got to stay on side
with the bosses.
I may need a new barge.
The old one's getting worn out.
You can get soaked
fetching bottles.
Don't feel bad about her.
It's just diplomacy.
And Metku doesn't
get his feet wet!
Have your feet got wet?
I haven't noticed.
Didn't want a better barge?
Why would I want
anything like that?
Everyone seems ready
to fulfill your wishes.
- Even the chief clerk.
- I doubt that!
Hello there, sir!
May I have a moment
of your valuable time?
You'll be well-rewarded!
What do you mean?
Who are you?
Don't you recognise me?
I'm on the village council.
Hurmala's the name.
Good morning, councilor.
May I give you a copy
of this best-seller
that we're selling
to the log-drivers?
What's this book about?
How to win in love!
Read it first, and then read it
to your girl.
Everyone starts and finishes
with a serenade... Full stop. I know.
- Thanks for the gift.
- Don't mention it.
It'll be lively on the dance floor
when your log-drivers turn up.
We have entertainment, too.
Could you come and
give a speech on culture?
A speech?
Me?
About what?
Whatever you like.
They'd appreciate hearing
a manager giving a speech.
Full stop!
Certainly I'll come.
When is it?
Saturday evening.
Very well.
Goodbye.
You can always rely on me.
Dear citizens...
Men and women...
Ladies and gentlemen...
That sounds better.
Winning at Love
Let's do some business here.
Buy "Winning at Love".
Winning at love?
Buying one?
I'll buy one.
I won't.
I'll borrow his.
Over here!
Will you buy
"Winning at Love"?
20 marks.
Give me the dough.
I'm not paying that much
for such a thin book.
Look how condensed the print is.
Buy it, and you won't be shy
when you meet girls.
What girl is that
over there?
Our Sanni can't go
to the village.
Is she coming to the dance?
If we come, she's coming.
Without her, you won't see us.
That I can understand!
You buying one?
No.
The beat of the cheerful polka
guides those feet of mine
Eeva's mamma watched the lass
as if she were a shrine
We will not accept a no,
the dance makes all of us let go.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Eeva smiled with her mouth so wide
so everyone could their sorrows hide.
All were sweating, it was mad,
a mood the crazy fiddle had.
But sweating never made us say whoa!
The dance says that we must let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Eeva's mother in her chamber
sang her hymns throughout the summer
when the neighbour's boy, in good form,
took her daughter off by storm.
That boy bothered us, oh no!
The dance makes all of us let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Delight was had by everyone,
when they joined the dancing fun.
Back at home the women fought,
and even Eeva felt she ought.
I said to Eeva, "It's our business? No!"
The dance says that we must let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
I told the old hag to shut her hole,
so now everything's under control.
You get to get away scot-free,
so long as very fast you be.
That boy bothered us, oh no!
The dance makes all of us let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Then I told her that you have to bite,
otherwise your throat will get too tight.
You can try with all your might
but I won't let Eeva out of sight.
That boy is never shy, oh no!
The dance says that we must let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
...and under my sweetheart's window...
...and my sweetheart sees the men...
With the fires of love ignited
Don't shake your head!
Am I shaking it?
But when we get to this part...
...under my sweetheart's window...
That should be sung tenderly.
And under my sweetheart's window
Full stop!
Not like a growling bear!
I told you already
to sing it tenderly!
It's likely that the lady
who we're singing for
has already woken up.
What happens when we've
lured her to the widow?
Then you won't be needed.
When I give the stop sign,
you slip discreetly away.
Does that mean...
...sneaking away?
Something like that.
Now we'll start with
"You happy maiden".
Then we'll go.
We'll make sure we get there first.
Ready?
Sweet and hot ignited
the flame of love
Eyes fixed upon the window,
for her, the one above.
Our gaze so hot it glazes
the serenade's sweet phrases
Oh wake up now, apace,
and let us see your face!
We adore you from
the break of dawn
We dream of you
as logs are born.
We're watching
and we're standing tight
here on this warm,
still summer's night.
You always greet us
with a smile
You're always happy,
without guile
Oh, wake up now, apace,
that we might see your face.
What a nice performance, boys!
Let me offer you some lemonade.
The love of...
Stop, you fools!
I thought the radio was on,
but it was a chorus
with the chief clerk himself!
I was wondering where I was!
But when I saw my new stove,
I realised nothing supernatural
was happening.
I get so sensitive
about such things here.
Come on in, and I'll open
some bottles of lemonade!
Doesn't Sanni live here?
Sanni? No, she lives
in the bottom cottage.
And you bums never
told me that before!
You've never asked!
Hey! Come on!
Where's the chief clerk?
He snuck away.
Snuck away?
Well you can all sneak off!
There's your lemonade.
Return the empty bottles.
Log-drivers' lemonade!
We sang half the night
and our throats are raspy.
The chief clerk
should have a lemonade.
Otherwise we'll make him.
Then he'll know a log-driver's
throat is not a toy ocarina.
Let's go by Hurmala.
We can get more than lemonade there.
Let's go and have fun.
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I shall be able
to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
I shall be able
to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
Come on!
Sanni, oh Sanni...
did you not hear
from under the window,
my song?
Sanni, oh Sanni...
don't you know
that my longing never ends?
Only for you,
my dearest girl,
shall this song be sung.
Oh, I wish so much
that my serenade
shall manage to entreat you.
That was a beautiful song,
thank you.
Here, you can have
a flower each.
Thank you, thank you.
I'll never forget this.
So, goodnight now,
and thanks again.
Goodnight!
Open the door!
We have a delivery.
We have your lemonade!
And you have to drink it!
Lemonade for whoever...
Open the door before
we break it down!
Can't he hear?
Hey, boys, just let me...
What's going on here?
- This is just lemonade.
- That's right.
- We were just joking.
- It didn't look like that.
Well, give me an explanation!
We were gong to drink lemonade
with 'Mr Tenner'.
We earned it together with him.
Everything's all right.
Open the door.
We'll question these guys
in the morning.
Now go to bed!
I'll have a word with the chief clerk.
That's best, I guess.
Hey, Eräs, come on in!
That's never gonna work...
I was just going to
go ask those drunks
what they were on about.
They wanted to bring you
some lemonade.
- Me?
- Yes.
- Lemonade.
- That's correct.
Why would I be given lemonade
in the middle of the night?
That's what I would also
like to know.
You?
Who are you, to be acting
like a policeman?
I'll investigate this myself.
Full stop!
That seems to be a tugboat
with a barge in tow.
What barge?
You must know about it.
A houseboat of some sort.
Could something like that arrive
without you knowing about it?
The skipper wants to move Marleena's
things to the new houseboat, right away.
He wants to take the old one
away with him tonight.
We'll give Marleena a hand.
Lucky girl!
First a new stove,
and now a new cabin.
We won't wake her up.
We'll carry her sleeping
to her new cabin,
and then take her things.
It'll be a scream
when she wakes up!
Oh boy, oh boy!
This I want to see!
- She'll be totally mystified!
- Shhh. Get going!
She's left her key in the door,
as usual.
I don't have any key.
Shhh...
Cuckoo!
Cuckoo!
Is that you?
Let me bite your ear.
Yes, that's you!
Take me to my cabin!
Where am I?
Tell me, right now!
You're in your very own cabin.
This is not my place!
Surely you can see that?
I understand...I understand.
I say, Marleena,
you're getting so warm now.
Don't start getting ideas!
I have to figure out
if I'm crazy or not.
Is this mine?
And this?
And all this?
Answer me!
And stop staring!
Of course they are.
Whose else would they be?
You've lived here for many years.
Many years?
Don't you see?
Or is it all as it should be?
Exactly as it should be.
No, it is not!
I feel dizzy...
My head's spinning!
I can't be sure of anything, anymore.
I'm not myself any longer.
Now I believe that I'm myself!
Yes, when you got a new...
If you know anything about it,
tell me right now!
It's a riddle.
That's what you always say.
I'll show you a riddle,
you damned sailor-man.
I'll explain it to you now.
I don't want to hear it!
I'll figure it out myself.
But where's my pig?
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine
will ever be fondly remembered
On our log-hooks is inscribed
the name of the girl we fancy.
Though through the ravages of time
the name gets worn away.
But two bonnie names so fair,
Sanni and Marleena,
will last for ever and ever
in the memory of these boys.
Good morning!
Why so glum?
Neither playing music nor stacking wood.
I don't feel like it.
The world is upside down.
Can I help?
All women can go to blazes.
Is everything a woman's fault?
Who else's?
She goes and ruins a nice joke
that should have
ended in a cuddle.
So that's why you're unhappy?
The same things
make us laugh and cry.
I tried to draw circles,
but they became squares.
That's so sad...
but can nobody help you?
Well, why not?
If someone could explain
to Marleena
that in all honesty I was really
just trying
to make her happy.
Also tell her that there should be
no riddles between two upright people.
But no one's going to say that.
I could tell her, for you.
But you said I could go to blazes.
That didn't include you.
Alright!
Here's some sugar for Paavo.
I'll tell Marleena that your intentions
were completely honourable.
Damn-well honourable!
And no more riddles!
Citizens!
Log-drivers...
Fellow villagers...
Fellow citizens!
Log-drivers...
Villagers.
As the theme of my speech today,
I have chosen Community Spirit.
Hitherto the subject has been
seldom raised hereabouts...
...seldom raised.
Seeing as Finland's summer
is so extremely short...
Come in!
Hello!
How do the girls like
their new cabin?
Wonderful!
Now I can move here.
But we don't know
who we should thank,
though Marleena is not
in much of a thanking mood.
Was your smokey old shack better?
It had a hole in the wall
behind my pillow.
The blessing of my life
is now sailing down the river.
I have no thanks for anybody.
Were your savings
in a gap in the wall?
What else would I mean
by the blessing of my life?
You should have kept
the money in the bank.
There are things in life you
don't yet understand at your age.
Inflation chews away
at every mark in the bank
but not in a hole in the wall
behind my pillow.
The blessing of my life
is now sailing down the river.
That's what the men did.
Don't worry,
we'll sort it out.
That old barge
isn't going to sink.
But it can catch fire,
or hit a rock in a storm.
What do you want?
Do you have any
'Working Man' cigarettes?
Do I?
That's a funny one for a log-driver
to ask about 'Working Man',
as if I only had 'Gentleman' cigarettes.
For such a stupid question,
you can pay double.
Thanks!
Hey, wait!
There's a dance this evening.
Are you going?
Sure. Everyone's asked me.
They say they won't go,
if I don't.
Kind of silly.
- Pity I can't go.
- Why not?
I've important things to do here.
Some bastard has marked our logs
with his own stamp.
How is that possible?
He has a stamping iron that is easy
to stamp over our stamp with.
- I must find him.
- Isn't that dangerous?
I suspect Hurma-Jussi.
The villagers say that.
I'll do a search of his house.
Illegal, but it's the only way.
Don't do that.
Because...
Sanni...
Sanni...
May I?
I mean, I never get
a chance to tell you...
Why, after all?
Sanni...
I love you.
I love you.
Darling...
Come and help me!
Metku has gone crazy!
The blessing of my life has gone,
and now the love of my life.
The most miserable day
of my life!
Every day is darker
with storm clouds!
What are you talking about?
The sun is shining
on a beautiful day.
But when Metku has gone crazy,
it feels like a thunderclap
and the world goes dark.
Where is Metku?
Metku is shining Paavo's hooves
with shoe polish.
What ever are you doing?
What the chief clerk asked for, sir.
I'm not allowed to sing or play,
but be busy with something.
Hell and damnation!
But why this?
He's making a speech
this evening
while on horseback
like a saddle horse
at the festivities.
Paavo's tail also had to be clipped.
But then I asked him
was he going to shoo away the flies
from Paavo's rear end himself?
Hell and damnation to his yakking!
Tonight we'll see how the guys go
with the fancy dancing.
I'll do the polka.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Listen, new boy...
I'll rustle you up
a chick tonight.
Do you want brunette,
blond or redhead?
Thanks all the same,
but I have to work overtime.
Finland's summer is short.
Therefore we must concentrate
our log-driving activities
to certain significant months.
Now I have arrived
at the crux of the matter.
We shall now treat
in greater detail
what cooperation
means to us.
Cooperation does not mean
that two men, for example,
drive one log together
but that one man
drives one log and...
Time for some medication.
My throat's getting dry.
Get as much as you can.
Sure!
Now we come to the third subject,
which basically involves
the nurturing impact of cooperation
on the individual man
together with the community
as a whole.
Did you bring
your mouth organ?
Why do you ask?
See how Paavo's knees
are bending from fatigue?
Play something for him!
When we at work get used
to being a link in the chain
That's cooperation in action!
Hurmala weddings
are always great fun
For the first time in ages
you meet everyone
As the music speeds,
the partners swap
as they dance and swing
and jump and hop.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
A Hurmala wedding is fun for you
The bridegroom brought
the beer for all
but didn't drink
a drop at all.
The wedding guest men
all drank too much
and the grannies complained,
as they do, at such.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
A Hurmala wedding is fun for you
Generosity to all,
was the clergyman's call
at this Hurmala wedding ball.
Though we've lost
a girl to this chap
to be sure we'll find
some more to unwrap.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
A Hurmala wedding is fun for you
It was about
when midnight came
that someone started
the hitting game.
People used lamps
to hit their mark
that soon left the rest of us
in the dark.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
a Hurmala wedding is fun for you
Another lamp was found,
for lighting's sake
and the fighting went on
until day's break.
When someone yelled out...
Hey there, Haken!
...the fighting stopped,
and photos were taken.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
A Hurmala wedding is fun for you!
Now us boys'll sing a little song.
Listen to this.
Hey boys, come and sing!
Sanni the forest nymph's
lacquered shoes
were squeaking on the dance floor
The hearts of the boys,
in that swirling dance
Now we're stuck.
One of them was in your house,
with the stamping iron in his hand.
I didn't jump on him,
as I thought you should know first.
Don't worry. I've got the answer.
The girl is our security.
We'll take the girl to Noki-Juosu.
Few people know the way there.
Goodnight now, Paavo.
The chief clerk will probably
get mad at us tomorrow.
But we'll console each other.
- What do you want?
- Hurma-Jussi has abducted Sanni.
I found out they're on their way
to till Noki-Jousu.
Come help us and quick!
It's falling, falling
to the base of the fir tree...
Drinking, boozing, saps your mind...
Yeah!
It's falling, falling...
Get in there!
Damn it, Juosu,
we're almost caught.
But the girl will make it easy.
She's our security.
So how are you caught?
Eräs is a devil.
Things might get rough.
Don't say anything
if he comes after us.
'After us'?
Why should that be?
Let's run down to the beach
and row away.
If I finish up in the clink,
so will you.
I don't want to. I'm an old man.
I've got bad legs.
But we can fight
and can negotiate if necessary,
and no one will know
what happened here.
They're on the shore already.
That's just Metku and Eräs
and that damned broad.
We'll hide the girl,
least they take her.
- Open the trapdoor!
- I'll not stick anyone down there!
It's hardly Hades,
and it smells fine.
Get down before I throttle you
with your scarf!
Metku, keep a lookout outside.
Open up!
Otherwise we'll force our way in.
If you open voluntarily,
it will be easier on you.
You're not coming in, but we can
negotiate through the window.
Negotiate? What on earth
is there to negotiate?
If you get the girl, promise you
won't tell what you saw in that room.
So that's it.
But I don't do business
with criminals.
I'm taking both Sanni and you.
You'd better think again!
The girl gets hurt
if you don't cooperate.
I don't go easy on people!
No, I believe you.
Metku, Metku, I'm here!
I'll agree if Sanni
gets to decide
whether you should be
charged with abduction.
That won't do.
Then we'll tighten
the screws a bit.
Don't worry, Metku and Sanni
are down in the cellar.
That's a lie!
Who's that coming?
Now we'll get him to the sheriff
but bring him round first.
- You mean that?
- Yes! And do it now!
That was quite a fight!
Swing him properly, now!
Now there are no riddles
between us.
Everything's clear now,
till the end of time.
A bit more than that, even.
And still more again...
My shaggy dog!
And love that burns late
never burns out.
This feels like heaven!
Don't kid me!
That'll never break.
Kissy-kiss!
Why are you closing
those sweet eyes?
Are you enjoying our kissing?
As soon as you kiss me
all sorrow's forgotten-
and so my eyes close
with a kiss.
Must you wipe your nose first?
I can't kiss with people watching.
Why? Who's watching?
You two can go to blazes!
I'm not selling beer
at the moment.
The tugboat captain
is looking for Vuoristo,
the new log-driving boss.
Hello.
Looking in my cabin?
That's silly.
No bosses here.
Just the two of us,
my fiance and I.
But I saw him on the deck
as I passed by.
You did?
Do you have to sneeze when
others' emotions are at their hottest?
Wait till we're married...
You won't sneeze anymore!
Here's the package
you called about.
Thanks, Captain.
I'm sure Marleena
will offer coffee
when she gets back
the blessing of her life!
Heavens! How happy can I be?
Listen, Metku...
now we can get a cabin
for ourselves.
It really would be best
for a real man
to attend to business affairs himself.
Well, of course!
All the best
to you both!
Thanks so much!
Excuse me, sir,
may I say goodbye?
I feel that I have failed
in this business
and I was thinking I should do better
by continuing my studies. Full stop!
Rubbish! I need a good chief clerk.
You'll see we leave in autumn and
go downstream but we'll be back.
You're very kind, but I...
Full stop!
You see, I had to
come here incognito
because that way I could get
to know Hurmala a little better.
I see, in that case...
Full stop!
Sanni the forest nymph's
shiny shoes
were squeaking on the dance floor
The hearts of the boys
in the whirling dance
were throbbing hard
with love
When summer came,
it was Sanni's joy
to arouse all of us boys.
And in the evenings,
we all tried
to cool down these hot feelings
On the barge a coffeehouse stands
bobbing gently in the waves
and hither are drawn
the log-driving boys
throughout the days
and nights
Two young ladies
serve them there,
Sanni and Marleena,
and for them,
the log-drivers sing
so beautifully in their chorus.
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine,
will ever be fondly remembered
Subtitles by FatPlank for KG
at the log-raft's edge
where I sat and enjoyed the warmth
"Sanni of the log-driver's camp",
that handsome girl
I suddenly called to mind.
As each summer arrived,
Sanni was there
to make coffee for all of us
Though I and the others
got to feel
that she came to arouse us boys.
Sanni's patent-leather shoes
creaked when she was dancing.
And in the whirling dances did
the boys' hearts throb with love.
As summer came it was Sanni's aim
to stir up all the boys.
And every evening we'd all try
to cool down our frustrations.
When we boys gambled
on the log-raft
Sanni was first prize.
Sanni herself would just laugh it off
like a tune on a mouth organ
Came autumn and Sanni also left
and snow fell on the log-raft.
And we boys remember
with regret
summer as a beautiful dream
Where is Sanni now?
Getting married down south somewhere.
He'd be a lucky beggar!
I also think of Sanni.
She came like a swallow.
TO SALORANTA
That's the way to Saloranta.
- It's about a kilometre.
- Thanks.
It's dripping, it's dripping...
to the foot of the old fir tree.
Candy is dandy
but liquor is quicker
The bigger the bucket the better.
Enough warbling! Get moving.
I have customers waiting.
It's dripping, it's dripping
to the foot of the old fir tree.
- Aren't you finished yet?
- Should be full now.
Full, huh? Are you kidding me?
Yes, I'm looking...
so many people are rarely seen
The musicians change so quickly
as the wedding party
do a well-oiled dance
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
We played from morn till eve
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
At our Hurmala wedding.
The bridegroom carried beer in a tub
with a ladle, though he didn't drink.
The guests, they probably
drank too much
and the grannies were disgusted
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
We played from morn till eve
Uppsa daisy, cheerio!
At our Hurmala wedding.
The priest shouted out
that everything was free
at this Hurmala wedding.
Even though Hurmala
scored our girl
we get others into the bargain
Hello there!
Welcome!
Can I help you, Miss?
Is this Ahola's place?
- Yes...yes it is.
- Yes and no!
- Excuse me.
- That's alright.
- You can sit at our table, Miss.
- At our table, if you please.
What have you been
getting up to, now?
There's a girl, a miss, here,
asking for you.
What's a girl-a-miss?
I'll be down when I've finished
my 'pharmaceutical chores'.
- Keep her company.
- Shall do!
Where's my litre measure?
Is that so important?
Just pour it in.
The seller must have
measure in hand.
The buyer can check it
with his finger.
Take a log-driver for yourself, my girl
Find out what being happy means!
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
You are as safe as can be
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
You are as safe as can be
We are your future, we are rewarding
We are cheerful too...
Shhh such smooth cheeks!
...all us guys.
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
you are as safe as can be
In the grip of a log-driver's arms
you are as safe as can be
That was a nice song.
I'll have to write it down.
Not one of the best ones.
Old-fashioned, don't you think?
Listen to this...
Doesn't a good log-driver
know everyone around?
So we welcome you today,
to the Hotel Hurmala!
Come and learn to dance
to be-bop and swing
In Hurmala you
can always hear
the music playing...
Here we only drink to
joy and never sorrow.
And from under the bar
you'll always
get yourself a shot.
Come and learn to dance
to be-bop and swing
In Hurmala you
can always hear
the music playing.
Log-drivers and be-bop.
That's not old-fashioned.
That's new-fashioned!
What are you looking for, my pet?
What made you come here?
Who sent you?
I was told that travelers could
get a room at Ahola's farm.
I bought Ahola's
and call it Hurmala's.
Now it's a cafe.
We have amusements and dancing.
I am Jussi Hurma.
Oh dear. What can I do now?
Can you suggest somewhere else
where a stranger might stay?
There's no other place
in this village.
- There has to be!
- Well, of course,
but none with a spare room.
No, there aren't any.
What you got from Ahola,
you can get from Hurmala
and it's a lot better.
Just rent it for a year.
I just need a room
for a few days.
- Can I see it?
- You can have a look.
Me and the others can make do
with a hole in the wall.
Miss...
Thank you. Thank you so much.
I only need the room
for a few days.
Then we don't need to talk about
the rent until later on, if at all.
You make room, I make room.
We fit into the same space.
I don't think I'll stay.
What are you hesitating about?
It doesn't suit me.
Goodbye.
Don't go now!
You can have it any way you want.
Any way at all.
- I'll spoil you rotten.
- I'm very sorry.
I don't cry over spilled milk.
- I blame someone else.
- I can believe it.
Let me take your hand
and talk with you.
Leave me alone.
Get out of my way!
Don't get me wrong.
Maybe I'm nuts,
but I love you.
I love women.
Beautiful women, most of all.
And you are beautiful.
Don't be afraid of Jussi Hurma.
Leave me alone,
or I'll call out for help!
Someone's there.
- I'll call him to come.
- What are you doing?
I'll be right back.
I'll just check outside.
If you'd dropped it on your toe
the world wouldn't have heard it!
Shhh, he's coming!
So that's what you are!
I've dealt with thieves before.
If you accuse us,
we'll accuse you.
We'll see who comes off worst!
Get out of here,
before I really lose my temper!
What's going on here?
It's none of your business.
Get going!
- I'll handle this girl.
- Let me go!
No one leaves Hurmala like that
as if you were running away.
Get your filthy paws off her!
You whippersnapper!
You'll pay for this!
You haven't heard the last of it!
May I ask what you're looking for?
Why not?
I'm a cub-reporter on a magazine
where the editor is horrible.
We quarreled and he asked
me to write an article
about modern-day
forestry workers.
He believed I wouldn't
be able to do it.
We'll see to it that
he eats his words.
We sure will!
Wait till I have a word
with the lady here.
- Hello there!
- Hello, hello.
Would you be able to put
this young lady up for a few days?
Oh, that's what you want!
Fine, we have a spare room.
Great!
Miss, you can have a room here.
This lady can give you full board.
I have to hurry
for the log-drive.
See you!
My dad was from the manor
a rich man's child, oh so fancy.
My dad was from the manor
he was a rich man's fancy
Now people call me sire
so fine looking
have I grown
Now people call me sire
so fine looking
have I grown
Giddyap, Paavo, trot on.
My dad was from the manor
a rich man's child, oh so fancy.
My dad was from the manor
he was a rich man's fancy
Now people call me sire
so fine looking
have I grown
Now people call me sire
so fine looking
have I grown
No, no, Paavo, Paavo...
Isn't the horse too old?
Old?
It's not even fully-grown yet.
- Only 50.
- 50?
Yes, 50.
They call these sled foals.
I know, but this horse
have been poorly trained.
I could see that.
Oh, Mr 'Ten-spot'. Paavo has
probably even higher job-training.
We pulled a carousel
with him before.
A carousel?
And apart from that,
both Paavo and I studied circles.
Are you making fun of me?
No, how would I do that,
mister chief clerk?
What makes you think that?
And Paavo and I are friends.
The same work, the same feelings
and the same music.
Full stop!
Carry on!
Carry on with what?
Playing?
With your work!
Understand?
Here, pussy-puss!
Always getting your claws
into everything...
Let go a minute, sweetie.
Good morning, Mr Deputy, sir!
Good morning.
Can I complain to you now,
or do I have to come to the office?
That depends.
The thing is that I need
to get a new stove.
Is that the company's concern?
I'm the company's meals-lady, aren't I?
I take meals and coffee to the log-drivers.
If you would take a look
at the stove, sir,
you'd see why I'm complaining.
Full stop! I guess
I should take a look.
I'm the one to make the recommendation.
My livelihood depends
on that stove.
When its back is cracked,
it smokes like an old tugboat.
The body of the stove has holes
and cracks, and smokes like billy-o.
Have a look, sir.
It seems to be cracked.
It'd be hard to cook with it.
I've often had to make-do
with a fire on the beach,
though the log-driver boss
doesn't like it.
Neither do I.
What can I do?
They all like their coffee.
No one would be happy
without it.
Now you've got soot on your nose
from the damned thing!
Don't do that...
I'll do it myself!
It won't cost you anything.
I'll clean your nose for free.
This is...
Marleena, what's this all about?
You're old enough
not to ask!
When you hug Marleena
you always get a sooty nose!
He was fooling with the stove,
not me.
Full stop!
You rubbed my nose
like it was a sooty coffee pot.
With that rag full of germs!
I'll have to find some disinfectant
right away.
- Disinfect it immediately!
- Full stop!
Why can I never understand gents?
You understand us log-drivers.
Nobody understands everyone.
And you don't need to,
thank you very much!
I need to get a new stove
before all the log-drivers arrive.
Try to keep the new drive-boss happy
till his son arrives.
Good morning!
Has madam got coffee ready?
What am I supposed
to heat it with?
You can have beer,
not coffee.
Yeah, this looks really bad.
We can try and fix the stove.
Listen, you.
In the meantime, go make a fire
on the beach for Marleena.
Should you put, should you put
fire under your pot, so
Just like so, just like so
fire under the pot, so
Should I be, should I be
with my very own maid, oh
Then the coffee'd be very hot
hotter than the fire, so
Just like so, just like so
hotter than the fire, so
Should he be...
should he be...
easy to set on fire, so
Why is it you sigh
between each of the verses?
I wish you'd figure it out yourself.
Come now! Maybe some day I will.
But can you figure this out?
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I shall be able to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
I shall be able to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
Here's some nice firewood for you.
Thanks a lot.
You're as nice as a little ladybird.
- Ladybird?
- Yes.
Do you think I look like
a ladybird?
No, but I couldn't think
of anything else.
Listen, Marleena,
what's this tomfoolery about?
What tomfoolery?
I don't understand your riddles
And you're comparing me
to some small creatures with wings.
Maybe I think we're like
two butterflies
fluttering after a rose.
Butterflies?
Why the heck would we
be butterflies?
Ask your horse.
He's ashamed of you already.
Who would this be,
coming towards us?
A new log-driver.
They've been coming in all day.
There'll be a gang of them
coming in this evening.
Howdy!
Why are you boiling up
coffee outside?
The oven is broken and the bosses
won't give me a new one.
You'd think they'd know better.
Now, with more
than ever coming
I'll need a new stove
and a helper.
Helper?
Yes, tonight there'll be a gang
from up the river arriving.
Complain to the chief clerk.
He's a fount of wisdom.
That's right. Full stop!
Where's the office?
I have to register.
It's the cabin at the back.
- Thanks.
- Don't mention it.
When love comes to be aroused
your mind is sensitised
but to your sweetheart's window
all the men are running
We bid the sorrow leave us
and...
You open up your window, and...
Who are you and
what are you staring at?
Don't you know
you're supposed to knock?
The door was open.
Full stop!
State your affair. I'm busy.
Who are you?
I'm a lo...dri...
Lo-dri ! What the heck is that?
Don't beat about the bush!
My name is Eräs [One], so the word
is absolutely necessary
The log-drive boss
has promised to take me on.
Just now I'm drawing up
the organization's systematization
and rationalization.
I don't know for sure
in what position I'll place you...
In the meantime
go to Jäärä's gang.
Full stop!
Why do you say "full stop"?
End of discussion.
You understand?
No time is wasted here.
Discussions are kept
short and concise,
and work proceeds
at full capacity.
That's excellent.
I understand now.
About time!
The sun shines down
upon the lake
and melts the ice away
Then spring floods
come flowing down
with all our log-drivers.
The Kemi River, Kymmene,
Vantaa and the others
To gold we turn
the forests of our land
Hey ho, hidey ho
To gold we turn
the forests of our land
Every log-driver needs
to know how
to pull his weight.
With arms full of steel
and half the strength
of a horse.
That spear is our grapnel,
our arm of law and order.
Hey ho, hidey ho,
our arm of law and order.
Old gossipy women
prattle and prattle away
Rubbish and nonsense
empty tittle-tattle
Surely they all vie to ask
after those men on the water.
Rubbish and nonsense
empty tittle-tattle
When log-drivers
reach the shore
They're clutching on
to their grapnel
Hey ho, hidey ho
They're clutching on
to their grapnels
The dashing log-driver
is the last
you'd ever call a gentleman.
But all he wants to have
is a maiden in his arms.
Wow! So many men,
all at once!
And I guess you all want coffee?
How shall we do it?
Get yourselves in a queue,
and I'll see it happens.
We'll get thirsty queuing up!
Don't you see I'll be
working at full speed?
Go and fan the fire.
Fancy me having a broken stove
when so many men are thirsty.
Oh dear!
Where am I going to get more help?
Oh, I'm so sorry!
The pot is empty again!
Back in a flash, boys!
Don't laugh!
What a charming cottage on the barge.
It's necessary on
a log floating site.
- Is she the proprietor?
- Yes, and she needs a helper.
A helper?
That has to be me!
You bring me luck.
Yes, especially if you
and Marleena get along.
You sure drink a lot, boys.
But go ahead and drink!
I'm not running out of coffee.
Just hang on, I'm a bit stretched
without a kitchen-maid.
Here's another potful!
- Well, who are you?
- Your kitchen-maid.
If those still queuing would
sing again, it'd go better.
Well boys, let us log-drivers
sing and dance now!
We log-drivers are happy for,
we're kind and diligent, it's sure
Hardworking, hey, sing our praise
kind and diligent, we say
Sometimes when there is
ice up on the swamp like this
Sometime, and I sing our praise,
up upon the swamp, I say
Up on the swamp
Now the little girls, they say
have all been so sad this day
Sad to be sure, sing our praise,
that they were, I say
Now a three-barge party
there will be
Three barges, we sing our praises, we
There is spring up in the air,
so a spring in our step is there
Dance and sing our praise,
dance the days away
Happiness, it comes freely, yo,
sadness costs you dearly, yo
Costs you, sing our praises, hey!
Sorrow costs you dear, I say
What might the fair maid's name be,
so we can carve it
on our log-hooks?
Just call me Sanni.
- Hear that, everyone?
- Her name's Sanni.
Tradition requires that the name
be included in the song.
We'll stick to that.
The one to whom Sanni first gives
permission gets to carve it.
Won't you give more
than one permission?
How can you tell?
By her eyes...
A log-driver knows a woman's eyes.
I'll get the coffee pot.
How the hell did a girl like you
end up here?
If it's alright, boss,
we'll talk later.
Boss? You think I'm the boss?
Do you see me with a pot belly?
It's your whole appearance.
Aren't you the master of the barge?
Like that, you mean?
I don't quite know
how to put it...
when there are so many riddles
that need to be solved.
But maybe you can help me, Miss.
Later, when I'm in
less of a rush.
Yes, not even the log-drivers
drink coffee all the time.
What a girl!
On the barge a coffeehouse stands,
bobbing gently in the waves
and hither are drawn
the log-driving boys
throughout the days
and nights
Two young ladies
serve them there,
Sanni and Marleena
and for them,
the log-drivers sing
so beautifully in their chorus.
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine,
will ever be fondly remembered
And the last drop is for us.
And that's the best bit.
Can you tell me, Miss,
who you are and
where you come from?
I'm from the big city.
Mr Eräs said you
needed an assistant,
I'll try, if you agree.
I agree, for sure,
but if you want to be paid,
the drive-boss has to agree.
We can discuss that
in the morning.
And his assistant manager will want
to get into the act, no doubt,
like all the others.
That's what happens
when you're young.
It's a damned important time
in a woman's life.
When I was young,
a lot of guys were interested.
So many, there were.
But I was the sort of girl
that could hop across rolling logs
like a little bird.
Yes...that was an important time.
Though no one sat down
and told me that at the time.
We'd best get some sleep now.
Tomorrow the work starts for real.
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I shall be able to open it though,
by kissing your lips so red!
I shall be able to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
Why do I always sing that song?
Humankind, do not grow old!
The laws of nature forbid it.
Humankind, do not grow old!
The laws of nature forbid it.
Stop singing!
What do you think
you're doing, my man?
When you're working,
your mouth stays shut!
All that comes out of it
is breathing!
How about a belch?
If I see you wasting time
on the job again...
Hey Mister, calm down
mister, mister, mister,
calm down!
Full stop!
Take it easy in your life
and your troubles will fall away
Take it easy in your life
and your troubles will fall away
Mister, mister, forget about
getting yourself worked up.
Mister, don't be so jumpy
ever again.
Mister, don't be so jumpy
That's the 11th commandment
Mister, don't be so jumpy
That's the 11th commandment
Keep your mind balanced out
Banish those small worries.
Keep your mind balanced out
Banish those small worries.
Humankind, do not grow old!
Do not grow old
Do not grow old
Humankind, do not grow old!
Stop singing now!
How is that going
to go down?
Full stop!
And be careful!
- You mustn't damage the logs.
- Damage?
Right! I demand precision
in everything.
Full stop!
That guy should be thrown in.
We could give him a scare
on the beach.
He'd wet his pants!
- Hi, Sanni, the lumberjack girl.
- Hi!
- We have a good idea.
- What's that?
We'll set up a chorus
''The Singing Log-Drivers''.
In minor key we sing for free,
but in major we want to be paid.
On the barge a coffeehouse stands
bobbing gently in the waves
and hither are drawn
the log-driving boys
throughout the days
and nights
Two misses serve them there
Sanni and Marleena
and for them,
the log-drivers sing
so beautifully in their chorus.
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine
will ever be fondly remembered
On our log-hooks is inscribed
the name of the girl we fancy.
Though through the ravages of time
the name gets worn away.
But two bonnie names so fair,
Sanni and Marleena,
will last for ever and ever
in the memory of these boys.
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine
will ever be fondly remembered!
- A cold beer, Miss.
- Coming up!
I heard a chorus singing just now.
We started up a little chorus.
It's the custom around here.
Customs can be changed,
the same as people.
Here's your beer.
What did you say
should be changed?
N...nothing.
Er... Full stop.
Miss Sanni is Marleena's assistant.
- Temporary assistant.
- I see.
Really?
That's okay.
Mr assistant manager,
I didn't thank you
for making a happy day for me.
I'll even curtsy for that!
What? I don't understand...
...with all the new responsibilities
I have to bear.
I told the men of the problem,
and they're all behind me.
I just told you once,
and you helped.
You came across.
Get straight to the point!
Came across about what?
The stove, the oven!
I just have to give you
a big hug, assistant manager!
One, two, three,
four, five, six!
Full stop!
I don't like this sort of thing.
This is quite impossible.
Have another cold beer!
At least you know
how to behave!
We've been praising you all morning.
The new stove is great.
It came by motorboat.
The men installed it.
But I can't...
I had no idea that...
Hi!
- Want a cold beer?
- Just matches.
And you walked off the job,
just to get them!
You're here just drinking beer,
and the others whatever they like.
It seems anything goes here.
Not at all!
You're wrong, full stop!
I'll show you.
And you, get back
to that nag of yours!
Everyone else, back to work!
Back to work!
There'll be no singing or playing!
Full stop!
Paavo needs music to work.
It's the custom.
Forget old customs!
And a horse has to learn
to follow my system!
Explain that to the horse!
That's worth a tenner.
A fiver will do!
And you went and kissed him!
It was worth it, for the stove.
Got to stay on side
with the bosses.
I may need a new barge.
The old one's getting worn out.
You can get soaked
fetching bottles.
Don't feel bad about her.
It's just diplomacy.
And Metku doesn't
get his feet wet!
Have your feet got wet?
I haven't noticed.
Didn't want a better barge?
Why would I want
anything like that?
Everyone seems ready
to fulfill your wishes.
- Even the chief clerk.
- I doubt that!
Hello there, sir!
May I have a moment
of your valuable time?
You'll be well-rewarded!
What do you mean?
Who are you?
Don't you recognise me?
I'm on the village council.
Hurmala's the name.
Good morning, councilor.
May I give you a copy
of this best-seller
that we're selling
to the log-drivers?
What's this book about?
How to win in love!
Read it first, and then read it
to your girl.
Everyone starts and finishes
with a serenade... Full stop. I know.
- Thanks for the gift.
- Don't mention it.
It'll be lively on the dance floor
when your log-drivers turn up.
We have entertainment, too.
Could you come and
give a speech on culture?
A speech?
Me?
About what?
Whatever you like.
They'd appreciate hearing
a manager giving a speech.
Full stop!
Certainly I'll come.
When is it?
Saturday evening.
Very well.
Goodbye.
You can always rely on me.
Dear citizens...
Men and women...
Ladies and gentlemen...
That sounds better.
Winning at Love
Let's do some business here.
Buy "Winning at Love".
Winning at love?
Buying one?
I'll buy one.
I won't.
I'll borrow his.
Over here!
Will you buy
"Winning at Love"?
20 marks.
Give me the dough.
I'm not paying that much
for such a thin book.
Look how condensed the print is.
Buy it, and you won't be shy
when you meet girls.
What girl is that
over there?
Our Sanni can't go
to the village.
Is she coming to the dance?
If we come, she's coming.
Without her, you won't see us.
That I can understand!
You buying one?
No.
The beat of the cheerful polka
guides those feet of mine
Eeva's mamma watched the lass
as if she were a shrine
We will not accept a no,
the dance makes all of us let go.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Eeva smiled with her mouth so wide
so everyone could their sorrows hide.
All were sweating, it was mad,
a mood the crazy fiddle had.
But sweating never made us say whoa!
The dance says that we must let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Eeva's mother in her chamber
sang her hymns throughout the summer
when the neighbour's boy, in good form,
took her daughter off by storm.
That boy bothered us, oh no!
The dance makes all of us let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Delight was had by everyone,
when they joined the dancing fun.
Back at home the women fought,
and even Eeva felt she ought.
I said to Eeva, "It's our business? No!"
The dance says that we must let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
I told the old hag to shut her hole,
so now everything's under control.
You get to get away scot-free,
so long as very fast you be.
That boy bothered us, oh no!
The dance makes all of us let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Then I told her that you have to bite,
otherwise your throat will get too tight.
You can try with all your might
but I won't let Eeva out of sight.
That boy is never shy, oh no!
The dance says that we must let go!
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
...and under my sweetheart's window...
...and my sweetheart sees the men...
With the fires of love ignited
Don't shake your head!
Am I shaking it?
But when we get to this part...
...under my sweetheart's window...
That should be sung tenderly.
And under my sweetheart's window
Full stop!
Not like a growling bear!
I told you already
to sing it tenderly!
It's likely that the lady
who we're singing for
has already woken up.
What happens when we've
lured her to the widow?
Then you won't be needed.
When I give the stop sign,
you slip discreetly away.
Does that mean...
...sneaking away?
Something like that.
Now we'll start with
"You happy maiden".
Then we'll go.
We'll make sure we get there first.
Ready?
Sweet and hot ignited
the flame of love
Eyes fixed upon the window,
for her, the one above.
Our gaze so hot it glazes
the serenade's sweet phrases
Oh wake up now, apace,
and let us see your face!
We adore you from
the break of dawn
We dream of you
as logs are born.
We're watching
and we're standing tight
here on this warm,
still summer's night.
You always greet us
with a smile
You're always happy,
without guile
Oh, wake up now, apace,
that we might see your face.
What a nice performance, boys!
Let me offer you some lemonade.
The love of...
Stop, you fools!
I thought the radio was on,
but it was a chorus
with the chief clerk himself!
I was wondering where I was!
But when I saw my new stove,
I realised nothing supernatural
was happening.
I get so sensitive
about such things here.
Come on in, and I'll open
some bottles of lemonade!
Doesn't Sanni live here?
Sanni? No, she lives
in the bottom cottage.
And you bums never
told me that before!
You've never asked!
Hey! Come on!
Where's the chief clerk?
He snuck away.
Snuck away?
Well you can all sneak off!
There's your lemonade.
Return the empty bottles.
Log-drivers' lemonade!
We sang half the night
and our throats are raspy.
The chief clerk
should have a lemonade.
Otherwise we'll make him.
Then he'll know a log-driver's
throat is not a toy ocarina.
Let's go by Hurmala.
We can get more than lemonade there.
Let's go and have fun.
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I've neither key nor pick-lock
with which to open your heart
I shall be able
to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
I shall be able
to open it though
by kissing your lips so red!
Come on!
Sanni, oh Sanni...
did you not hear
from under the window,
my song?
Sanni, oh Sanni...
don't you know
that my longing never ends?
Only for you,
my dearest girl,
shall this song be sung.
Oh, I wish so much
that my serenade
shall manage to entreat you.
That was a beautiful song,
thank you.
Here, you can have
a flower each.
Thank you, thank you.
I'll never forget this.
So, goodnight now,
and thanks again.
Goodnight!
Open the door!
We have a delivery.
We have your lemonade!
And you have to drink it!
Lemonade for whoever...
Open the door before
we break it down!
Can't he hear?
Hey, boys, just let me...
What's going on here?
- This is just lemonade.
- That's right.
- We were just joking.
- It didn't look like that.
Well, give me an explanation!
We were gong to drink lemonade
with 'Mr Tenner'.
We earned it together with him.
Everything's all right.
Open the door.
We'll question these guys
in the morning.
Now go to bed!
I'll have a word with the chief clerk.
That's best, I guess.
Hey, Eräs, come on in!
That's never gonna work...
I was just going to
go ask those drunks
what they were on about.
They wanted to bring you
some lemonade.
- Me?
- Yes.
- Lemonade.
- That's correct.
Why would I be given lemonade
in the middle of the night?
That's what I would also
like to know.
You?
Who are you, to be acting
like a policeman?
I'll investigate this myself.
Full stop!
That seems to be a tugboat
with a barge in tow.
What barge?
You must know about it.
A houseboat of some sort.
Could something like that arrive
without you knowing about it?
The skipper wants to move Marleena's
things to the new houseboat, right away.
He wants to take the old one
away with him tonight.
We'll give Marleena a hand.
Lucky girl!
First a new stove,
and now a new cabin.
We won't wake her up.
We'll carry her sleeping
to her new cabin,
and then take her things.
It'll be a scream
when she wakes up!
Oh boy, oh boy!
This I want to see!
- She'll be totally mystified!
- Shhh. Get going!
She's left her key in the door,
as usual.
I don't have any key.
Shhh...
Cuckoo!
Cuckoo!
Is that you?
Let me bite your ear.
Yes, that's you!
Take me to my cabin!
Where am I?
Tell me, right now!
You're in your very own cabin.
This is not my place!
Surely you can see that?
I understand...I understand.
I say, Marleena,
you're getting so warm now.
Don't start getting ideas!
I have to figure out
if I'm crazy or not.
Is this mine?
And this?
And all this?
Answer me!
And stop staring!
Of course they are.
Whose else would they be?
You've lived here for many years.
Many years?
Don't you see?
Or is it all as it should be?
Exactly as it should be.
No, it is not!
I feel dizzy...
My head's spinning!
I can't be sure of anything, anymore.
I'm not myself any longer.
Now I believe that I'm myself!
Yes, when you got a new...
If you know anything about it,
tell me right now!
It's a riddle.
That's what you always say.
I'll show you a riddle,
you damned sailor-man.
I'll explain it to you now.
I don't want to hear it!
I'll figure it out myself.
But where's my pig?
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine
will ever be fondly remembered
On our log-hooks is inscribed
the name of the girl we fancy.
Though through the ravages of time
the name gets worn away.
But two bonnie names so fair,
Sanni and Marleena,
will last for ever and ever
in the memory of these boys.
Good morning!
Why so glum?
Neither playing music nor stacking wood.
I don't feel like it.
The world is upside down.
Can I help?
All women can go to blazes.
Is everything a woman's fault?
Who else's?
She goes and ruins a nice joke
that should have
ended in a cuddle.
So that's why you're unhappy?
The same things
make us laugh and cry.
I tried to draw circles,
but they became squares.
That's so sad...
but can nobody help you?
Well, why not?
If someone could explain
to Marleena
that in all honesty I was really
just trying
to make her happy.
Also tell her that there should be
no riddles between two upright people.
But no one's going to say that.
I could tell her, for you.
But you said I could go to blazes.
That didn't include you.
Alright!
Here's some sugar for Paavo.
I'll tell Marleena that your intentions
were completely honourable.
Damn-well honourable!
And no more riddles!
Citizens!
Log-drivers...
Fellow villagers...
Fellow citizens!
Log-drivers...
Villagers.
As the theme of my speech today,
I have chosen Community Spirit.
Hitherto the subject has been
seldom raised hereabouts...
...seldom raised.
Seeing as Finland's summer
is so extremely short...
Come in!
Hello!
How do the girls like
their new cabin?
Wonderful!
Now I can move here.
But we don't know
who we should thank,
though Marleena is not
in much of a thanking mood.
Was your smokey old shack better?
It had a hole in the wall
behind my pillow.
The blessing of my life
is now sailing down the river.
I have no thanks for anybody.
Were your savings
in a gap in the wall?
What else would I mean
by the blessing of my life?
You should have kept
the money in the bank.
There are things in life you
don't yet understand at your age.
Inflation chews away
at every mark in the bank
but not in a hole in the wall
behind my pillow.
The blessing of my life
is now sailing down the river.
That's what the men did.
Don't worry,
we'll sort it out.
That old barge
isn't going to sink.
But it can catch fire,
or hit a rock in a storm.
What do you want?
Do you have any
'Working Man' cigarettes?
Do I?
That's a funny one for a log-driver
to ask about 'Working Man',
as if I only had 'Gentleman' cigarettes.
For such a stupid question,
you can pay double.
Thanks!
Hey, wait!
There's a dance this evening.
Are you going?
Sure. Everyone's asked me.
They say they won't go,
if I don't.
Kind of silly.
- Pity I can't go.
- Why not?
I've important things to do here.
Some bastard has marked our logs
with his own stamp.
How is that possible?
He has a stamping iron that is easy
to stamp over our stamp with.
- I must find him.
- Isn't that dangerous?
I suspect Hurma-Jussi.
The villagers say that.
I'll do a search of his house.
Illegal, but it's the only way.
Don't do that.
Because...
Sanni...
Sanni...
May I?
I mean, I never get
a chance to tell you...
Why, after all?
Sanni...
I love you.
I love you.
Darling...
Come and help me!
Metku has gone crazy!
The blessing of my life has gone,
and now the love of my life.
The most miserable day
of my life!
Every day is darker
with storm clouds!
What are you talking about?
The sun is shining
on a beautiful day.
But when Metku has gone crazy,
it feels like a thunderclap
and the world goes dark.
Where is Metku?
Metku is shining Paavo's hooves
with shoe polish.
What ever are you doing?
What the chief clerk asked for, sir.
I'm not allowed to sing or play,
but be busy with something.
Hell and damnation!
But why this?
He's making a speech
this evening
while on horseback
like a saddle horse
at the festivities.
Paavo's tail also had to be clipped.
But then I asked him
was he going to shoo away the flies
from Paavo's rear end himself?
Hell and damnation to his yakking!
Tonight we'll see how the guys go
with the fancy dancing.
I'll do the polka.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-bo,
our music shakes the fir-trees so!
Listen, new boy...
I'll rustle you up
a chick tonight.
Do you want brunette,
blond or redhead?
Thanks all the same,
but I have to work overtime.
Finland's summer is short.
Therefore we must concentrate
our log-driving activities
to certain significant months.
Now I have arrived
at the crux of the matter.
We shall now treat
in greater detail
what cooperation
means to us.
Cooperation does not mean
that two men, for example,
drive one log together
but that one man
drives one log and...
Time for some medication.
My throat's getting dry.
Get as much as you can.
Sure!
Now we come to the third subject,
which basically involves
the nurturing impact of cooperation
on the individual man
together with the community
as a whole.
Did you bring
your mouth organ?
Why do you ask?
See how Paavo's knees
are bending from fatigue?
Play something for him!
When we at work get used
to being a link in the chain
That's cooperation in action!
Hurmala weddings
are always great fun
For the first time in ages
you meet everyone
As the music speeds,
the partners swap
as they dance and swing
and jump and hop.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
A Hurmala wedding is fun for you
The bridegroom brought
the beer for all
but didn't drink
a drop at all.
The wedding guest men
all drank too much
and the grannies complained,
as they do, at such.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
A Hurmala wedding is fun for you
Generosity to all,
was the clergyman's call
at this Hurmala wedding ball.
Though we've lost
a girl to this chap
to be sure we'll find
some more to unwrap.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
A Hurmala wedding is fun for you
It was about
when midnight came
that someone started
the hitting game.
People used lamps
to hit their mark
that soon left the rest of us
in the dark.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
a Hurmala wedding is fun for you
Another lamp was found,
for lighting's sake
and the fighting went on
until day's break.
When someone yelled out...
Hey there, Haken!
...the fighting stopped,
and photos were taken.
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
From morn till eve
we play for you
Hey-diddle-diddle-fiddly-boo
A Hurmala wedding is fun for you!
Now us boys'll sing a little song.
Listen to this.
Hey boys, come and sing!
Sanni the forest nymph's
lacquered shoes
were squeaking on the dance floor
The hearts of the boys,
in that swirling dance
Now we're stuck.
One of them was in your house,
with the stamping iron in his hand.
I didn't jump on him,
as I thought you should know first.
Don't worry. I've got the answer.
The girl is our security.
We'll take the girl to Noki-Juosu.
Few people know the way there.
Goodnight now, Paavo.
The chief clerk will probably
get mad at us tomorrow.
But we'll console each other.
- What do you want?
- Hurma-Jussi has abducted Sanni.
I found out they're on their way
to till Noki-Jousu.
Come help us and quick!
It's falling, falling
to the base of the fir tree...
Drinking, boozing, saps your mind...
Yeah!
It's falling, falling...
Get in there!
Damn it, Juosu,
we're almost caught.
But the girl will make it easy.
She's our security.
So how are you caught?
Eräs is a devil.
Things might get rough.
Don't say anything
if he comes after us.
'After us'?
Why should that be?
Let's run down to the beach
and row away.
If I finish up in the clink,
so will you.
I don't want to. I'm an old man.
I've got bad legs.
But we can fight
and can negotiate if necessary,
and no one will know
what happened here.
They're on the shore already.
That's just Metku and Eräs
and that damned broad.
We'll hide the girl,
least they take her.
- Open the trapdoor!
- I'll not stick anyone down there!
It's hardly Hades,
and it smells fine.
Get down before I throttle you
with your scarf!
Metku, keep a lookout outside.
Open up!
Otherwise we'll force our way in.
If you open voluntarily,
it will be easier on you.
You're not coming in, but we can
negotiate through the window.
Negotiate? What on earth
is there to negotiate?
If you get the girl, promise you
won't tell what you saw in that room.
So that's it.
But I don't do business
with criminals.
I'm taking both Sanni and you.
You'd better think again!
The girl gets hurt
if you don't cooperate.
I don't go easy on people!
No, I believe you.
Metku, Metku, I'm here!
I'll agree if Sanni
gets to decide
whether you should be
charged with abduction.
That won't do.
Then we'll tighten
the screws a bit.
Don't worry, Metku and Sanni
are down in the cellar.
That's a lie!
Who's that coming?
Now we'll get him to the sheriff
but bring him round first.
- You mean that?
- Yes! And do it now!
That was quite a fight!
Swing him properly, now!
Now there are no riddles
between us.
Everything's clear now,
till the end of time.
A bit more than that, even.
And still more again...
My shaggy dog!
And love that burns late
never burns out.
This feels like heaven!
Don't kid me!
That'll never break.
Kissy-kiss!
Why are you closing
those sweet eyes?
Are you enjoying our kissing?
As soon as you kiss me
all sorrow's forgotten-
and so my eyes close
with a kiss.
Must you wipe your nose first?
I can't kiss with people watching.
Why? Who's watching?
You two can go to blazes!
I'm not selling beer
at the moment.
The tugboat captain
is looking for Vuoristo,
the new log-driving boss.
Hello.
Looking in my cabin?
That's silly.
No bosses here.
Just the two of us,
my fiance and I.
But I saw him on the deck
as I passed by.
You did?
Do you have to sneeze when
others' emotions are at their hottest?
Wait till we're married...
You won't sneeze anymore!
Here's the package
you called about.
Thanks, Captain.
I'm sure Marleena
will offer coffee
when she gets back
the blessing of her life!
Heavens! How happy can I be?
Listen, Metku...
now we can get a cabin
for ourselves.
It really would be best
for a real man
to attend to business affairs himself.
Well, of course!
All the best
to you both!
Thanks so much!
Excuse me, sir,
may I say goodbye?
I feel that I have failed
in this business
and I was thinking I should do better
by continuing my studies. Full stop!
Rubbish! I need a good chief clerk.
You'll see we leave in autumn and
go downstream but we'll be back.
You're very kind, but I...
Full stop!
You see, I had to
come here incognito
because that way I could get
to know Hurmala a little better.
I see, in that case...
Full stop!
Sanni the forest nymph's
shiny shoes
were squeaking on the dance floor
The hearts of the boys
in the whirling dance
were throbbing hard
with love
When summer came,
it was Sanni's joy
to arouse all of us boys.
And in the evenings,
we all tried
to cool down these hot feelings
On the barge a coffeehouse stands
bobbing gently in the waves
and hither are drawn
the log-driving boys
throughout the days
and nights
Two young ladies
serve them there,
Sanni and Marleena,
and for them,
the log-drivers sing
so beautifully in their chorus.
Ah, Sanni, that beauteous maid
like a white water lily flower
And Marleena,
so round and fine,
will ever be fondly remembered
Subtitles by FatPlank for KG