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PRESÍDIO TEGEL =======BAIXO==============
The new Biberkopf holds his own
The old Biberkopf no longer exists
The old Biberkopf is dead, dead, dead
What do you take us for?
Find some other bar...
Mr. Biberkopf.
What's the problem?
The gentleman needs a new bar. We're not classy enough.
- Get off the table. - Says who?
Says me!
I'll pay for the glasses.
Fine, but stop driving my customers away.
Come on, Cilly.
I know the score here.
- Rotten dump! - Let's go this way.
- No, this way. - Come on, this way!
Why? We'll go this way.
Let's go.
I'm going this way.
Get against the wall, Franz!
Who'll pay for our window? Go see what's happening.
Go yourself.
And he calls himself a man!
Fido, come here!
Fido, come here!
You guys are crazy!
What do you think you're doing?
- The swine! - Are you all right?
You picked the wrong guy!
Here's your hat. Did they hurt you?
They picked the wrong guy.
What's going on, Officer?
What's happening?
So you don't know either?
He's playing dumb.
What do you want? Franz is--
He's in there dancing with some fat cow.
Violets.
Here, Cilly.
I shouldn't really accept these.
How much longer will it be? You two gonna become trash pickers?
Break every bone in his body, he won't change.
But you're a clever girl.
Listen, I'll get you ten other guys.
I need him, and he'll do as I say!
Forget about Franz!
You love him, huh? Won't help me out?
- No. - Say that again!
Let me go! You don't like me anymore anyway.
Excuse me, sweetheart.
So here you two are!
You're my friend. You saved my life.
You get to wear my crown.
You are my friend
I'll be forever loyal
And you are my destiny
Franzie...
dear Franzie.
What is it, snookums?
I can't make heads or tails of this stuff.
Franz, how about we get away from this place?
Why?
I've got money I can lend you.
Why? Things are fine here.
You sent all the guys off. Now we're short tonight.
We've got a first-class replacement.
Who?
I see. Mr. Peep Peep.
A most respectable man...
who'll soon be chirping a different tune.
Let's move out to the suburbs.
Come in.
Miss Cilly, there's a man here to see you.
I just look at tax forms and I'm lost.
Reinhold says to tell you we need...
You know. He wants Franz to stop by.
Well?
Reinhold sent word to go see him.
Sure, let's go. I can't figure this out anyway.
Reinhold's a fine young man.
We can all be wrong about people sometimes, you know?
- Let's go. - You go. I'll be right there.
All right. See you later.
- Where are we going? - Pankow.
But first we're picking up two guys.
I can't be gone long. Cilly's waiting.
We'll go get her later.
Good Lord! She'll be furious!
Henschke?
Henschke.
Isn't Reinhold here?
They all drove off together.
- What about Biberkopf? - Him too.
What's wrong?
Why so upset, Miss Cilly?
They just want to have a little fun.
Nothing wrong with that.
- What's wrong? - What if Franz messes things up?
We've just gotta help him.
God, I'm thirsty!
The boys are waiting.
So let 'em wait.
Get rid of the cigar.
- Why? - Because I said so.
That was a new cigar.
You stay here.
If anything happens, whistle.
- Whistle? - Don't you understand?
- What's wrong? - Let me outta here!
Hey!
Shut up!
Let me out!
I gotta get outta here!
I want out!
I gotta get out!
Out of the way!
Come on, let's go!
That's not one of ours!
- It's a different car! - Someone squealed on us!
Looks like the police!
Police?
Push him out!
He won't squeal on us again!
- He'll slow down the cops. - I told you he'd be trouble.
What was that, Karl?
It's an awful road. You can't see a thing.
- Who's there? - Open up!
You guys were gone a long time.
Where's Franz?
What's she doing here?
She wanted to call the police for her Franz.
You almost sunk us all, you and your Biberkopf.
- Where's Franz? - The cops got him.
That's a lie!
- Shut her up! - It's not true!
Henschke, we'll be gone a few days. I'll tell you the address.
Quiet! You're coming with us.
Good luck, Biberkopf.
Buy my little gadget!
Peep, peep, peep The dickey bird sings
Let me outta here!
- Push him out! - He squealed on us!
Well now, Mr. Biberkopf!
Welcome back.
You were gone a long time. Three weeks.
You boiling some punch there?
Have a look.
I'm not buying that.
It's gauze for bandages.
I don't know you. What's your name?
Me? Paula.
I don't know no Paula.
What's this?
What's this thing here?
You're ill, Mr. Biberkopf.
Your head and arm were injured.
I want outta here.
I have my work!
I have things to do!
Soon.
What's going on here?
What's wrong with me?
I have to get your particulars. You don't mind, do you?
Let's see.
You were run over on May 12 on the Eberswalderstrasse.
Name: Franz Biberkopf.
Auto accident.
Did you step in front of the car, or what happened?
No, no.
Watch closely.
I'll demonstrate once more.
Here's the perfect rubber band for a gentleman.
It won't snap, split or break.
Made from the very best materials.
The whole family could hang from this rubber band.
Pull that end, young man.
Harder! It won't bounce back like a bad check!
- Não é casado nem tem filhos. - Mas é cada pergunta mais idiota.
Não fale assim.
Então você é um vendedor ambulante.
O que você estava fazendo exatamente?
Muito gentil de sua parte sentar-se um aquí comigo, doutor.
Eu queria ...
Os outros querem saber até quando ficarei de braço enfaixado.
Já está ansioso, não é verdade?
Você tem uma mão muito forte. Aperte aqui, firme!
Isto, muito bom!
- você é um homem de verdade, Biberkopf. - É verdade.
Foi um acidente trágico.
Você teve uma fratura no crânio E seu braço não pudemos salva-lo.
Oh, meu braço se foi então.
Bem...
M-m-muito obrigado por me dizer.
Bem...
Você tem um trabalho duro aqui também.
Andar pelo pessoal, contando Estas coisas...
Sim, este é parte do meu trabalho.
Logo logo você sai daí.
- Amanhã? - Não, dentro de alguns dias.
- Mas amanha já poderia trabalhar. - Não, não não.
Mas se eu ficar deitado tanto tempo assim meu negócio está fodido.
Preciso levantar agora.
"Amor vai, Amor vem"
"Nenhum governo pode proibi-lo"
As loiras hoje Uma morena amanhã
Quem quer comprometer seu coração
"Tira a sorte com quem vem"
"Não é vergonha aproveitar a vida"
"Amor vai, Amor vem"
É PROIBIDO ESMOLAR OU CANTAR. O PROPRIETARIO.
"Bate uma brisa e quando se vê já foi"
"Ninguém faz muito barulho sobre o amor nestes dias"
"Você se dá bem Ou você se dá mal"
"Um dia é como um ano"
Senhorita, por favor podería pegar um troco em meu bolso?
Não posso fazer eu mesmo.
"Amor vem, Amor se vai"
"Nenhum governo pode proibi-lo"
Ponha o resto aí.
"As loiras hoje Uma morena amanhã"
"Quem quer comprometer seu coração"
Veja, eu não roubei nada.
Então, tente novamente.
Seu noivo também não é tão velho quanto parece.
Que está acontecendo aqui?
Deveria pendurar uma placa no pescoço escrito "cego". para que todos saibam.
Não atrapalhe meu negócio.
Ensine boas maneiras a esse homem!
Vejo você depois. Que tal na fonte em Friedrichshain?
"Amor vem, Amor se vai"
"Nenhum governo pode proibi-lo"
Aí está você!
Sim, Aí estamos nós!
O que você faz com aquele pé rapado?
Você foi um soldado durante a guerra?
Claro!
- Qual seu nome? - Eu?
Biberkopf, Franz.
- Eu sou Sonja. - Você é da Polônia?
Não, de Bernau.
Mas então seu nome não deveria ser Sonja.
Não, o nome é por causa da minha aparência.
Entendi. **********************
- Você está bem? - Sim, mais ou menos.
- You don't get a pension? - Sure, but nothing regular.
Well?
Well?
Are you going to take me home?
No, I better not.
What's wrong?
Yeah, I'll take you home. Come with me.
I'm not gonna call you Sonia.
I'm gonna call you...
Mieze.
How do you do, Mieze?
What's all the ruckus? What's wrong?
Biberkopf's here asking for you.
Who?
Biberkopf! Aren't you gonna scram?
No. Why should I?
What's he want?
Hello, Karl.
My left hand. Straight from the heart.
So... how are things?
Oh, you know.
Just got out of the hospital.
Almost died.
Just came by to see if things are okay.
Yeah, everything's fine.
Glad to hear it.
No one else around?
No.
Well, see ya.
Just a minute.
Cilly's been asking about you.
She's a classy lady now, with a gentleman on the west side.
Good for her. Good-bye.
Can you figure him out?
Who's speaking, please?
No, I can't hear you.
Oh! Henschke!
What?
No! Franz?
He came in here!
How's he look?
Sturdy as an ox. He wants to come back.
All right.
Thanks.
He's looking for Reinhold.
Let's go after him. No, you stay here.
Put your hands up!
Put 'em up!
I only got one arm.
What do you want?
Put that down.
What do you want from me?
I want to let bygones be bygones.
I'm not falling for that.
I lost an arm,
but otherwise I'm fine.
And?
And nothing.
Tell me what you want!
I want to let bygones be bygones.
Maybe you don't believe me.
My arm's gone. It ain't gonna grow back.
But here I am.
So it's money you want?
Money?
Yeah, I want to make money with you guys,
work with you guys.
I thought I could take the respectable route,
but I was a real dope.
So here I am. What else can I do?
Be an organ grinder? No, I'd rather steal.
I did everything I could.
But that's over and done with, even if it costs me my neck.
- So this is your latest idea? - No, no, no!
I did everything I could!
Now here I am, and here I'm gonna stay!
So think it over.
What are you doing here?
Franz, come home!
Why that look?
- What's wrong? - It's not a woman's business.
Things will get better.
You think so?
I've starved and frozen many a time, but things always turned out fine.
So you're Mieze.
I was Franz's girlfriend before.
I'm Cilly.
I don't know a thing about Franz.
Oh, don't you look smart!
- What do you want to know? - Everything!
A guy with one arm? Out of the question!
Buy him a barrel organ or give him a couple marks.
We've got to watch out for him. You know why.
What good's a guy with no arm?
- Or a guy with no brain! - Huh?
You can't see he's come to his senses.
He just wants to spy on us!
Rubbish! I know what he wants.
I'll try him out, and I'll be responsible.
Mieze, you've got to watch out for him. They make him do anything they want.
I'll get a job, if I have to be an organ grinder.
I know that crowd.
Watch out or they'll get him into trouble. You understand?
Tomorrow evening, you say?
Is Biberkopf really coming with us?
Of course.
Why not?
One bale of cheviot, 75.29.
One half bale of worsted, 75.64.
One bale of cheviot, 75.66.
- How many bales are missing in total? - Just a moment.
My wife said just yesterday, "No one can get through that door!"
- So they came through the roof! - The very best English cloth!
These men clearly have no sense of patriotism!
The very best English cloth!
The very best English cloth.
I certainly hope so, or I'm conning myself.
That tickles! No nonsense!
I'll send for my old things later.
Mieze, come and be amazed.
- What do you think? - Very smart!
Clothes make the man. Now it's your turn.
No!
Don't be so silly!
Business is good. We can afford decent clothes now.
- Am I right? Bye! - Right you are, Mr. Biberkopf.
I'll be right there.
Four more lagers!
Two bottles of champagne.
Well, well!
A big spender!
Hey, where is this guy?
Just as I thought!
Ah, who cares? Mr. Show-off!
All this wonderful champagne!
We only live once!
Cheers!
I told you, I'm not going in. I'm not dressed for it.
Well, in that case...
Unlike you, Mr. Fancy-Pants.
Franz isn't gonna outdo me.
Careful that his big spending doesn't land us in jail.
He's a rookie!
He's showing off for me.
Have a good time.
Hey, kitten!
Leave the whole box.
- How much is it? - Fifteen marks.
Wait a minute.
Here's 20 marks. Keep the change.
Let's drink. I'm so thirsty.
Life is so wonderful!
Ah, Reinhold!
I'd like to introduce my friend, Count Casanova.
Let the count sit down.
Count, these are three prize-winning beauties of Pankow.
Let me talk to my friend a minute.
My dear Reinhold, I'm always so happy to see you.
You need another man?
You'd need a radiator to thaw that one out!
- Shall I tickle you, darling? - Give us a smile!
- Pay no attention to them. - You're quite the ladies' man.
Scram for a while, girls.
These dames mean nothing to me.
But at home I have a real pearl, a treasure, a jewel.
- Why don't you bring her along? - No, better to leave her home.
No need to drag women everywhere.
Of course! What do you think?
- Those crooks steal and cheat. - Crooks?
And Franz frightens me too.
Franz?
He's done time too.
Tegel. Four years.
Prison.
That's right. Franz.
I tell you, she's wonderful. Good as gold.
Menu, sir?
- A lemonade. - You and your lemonade!
Rubbish! Have some champagne!
Then you'll see what life's really like!
Play my favorite song again, boys!
A round for the orchestra!
When a man's 30 years old
He has life
At his feet
Later his hair grows gray
And he lies flat on his face
What's the point of being 30
And letting money go unspent
Slave away and all the rest
And end up with nothing
No!
We only go around once in life
We get one chance at girls, schnapps and beer
Yes, let life's big moving van come
Adieu, Berlin
We're driving on
To the orchestra!
We'll now announce the prizes
for the three most beautiful bathing suits.
First prize, a set of fine china, goes to Miss Clarissa Gordona.
Second prize, a crystal bowl, goes to Miss Anni Behnke.
Third prize, a travel bag, goes to Miss Schulz.
Mieze, I have something else to tell you.
Watch out for Reinhold!
He's the most dangerous of all.
All right. He's the one I'll go after.
Wait a minute.
It's cold outside.
You'll freeze.
Vou emprestar a minha pele. (489) ===========CIMA=========
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