All language subtitles for Never.Look.Away.2018.720p.BluRay.x264-.YTS.AM

Contemporary Art.

Yes, ladies and gentlemen.

Until the seizure of power Nationalsozialisten

gave in Germany such a modern art there.

That is to say, as it is already in the word being,

almost every year to another.

But the Germany of National Socialism once again demands a German art which,

like the entirety of a nation?￠?€??s creative values,

must be, and shall be, eternal.

but lacks them of such eternal value for our people,

then it is today without higher value.

The German woman is mocked and equated with prostitutes.

The soldier is a murderer and senseless sacrifices

represented in terms of a Bolshevik class struggle.

The people to the deep-rooted respect for

before the soldier's bravery

are driven out.

And madness, mental illness, is elevated to a defining principle.

Really needs to be adopted

that there are men who today's figures of our people

to see the depraved cretins?

The grunds?¤chlich meadows blue, green sky,

sulfur-yellow clouds and so on feel

or, as they might say "experience"?

There are only two possibilities.

Either these so-called "artists"

really do see and believe the things they are showing us here

and therefore believe in what they represent.

Then would be to examine whether their eye defect caused by an accident

have come or through inheritance about.

In one case, deeply unfortunate for these unfortunates,

important in the second for the Reich Interior Ministry,

which then would be responsible for at least one more inheritance

to prevent such horrible vision problems.

Or they themselves do not believe in the reality of these impressions,

but strive for other reasons,

harass the nation with this humbug.

Then it is striking an offense in the area of ?￠?€???￠?€??criminal justice.

What does this have to do with art? Making it elevates the soul?

Where is the craft in this? For art comes from craft.

-I think you could do this, too. - (soft laughter)

Of course you could. Have a go.

And when you?￠?€??ve finished, ask your parents

if they?￠?€??ll give you a Reichsmark for it.

(Quiet laughter)

You know how much they paid Mr. Wassily Kandinsky for this?

-2000 Reichmarks. - (man, softly) What?

More than the annual salary of a German worker.

What does your Papa do?

Right now, he?￠?€??s out of work. - (woman regretfully) Oh.

2000 marks out of taxes of the working German population.

We will ensure that the very people ...

(Voice is quieter)

Maybe I don't want to be a painter after all.

(Whispering) Do not tell anyone, but I like it.

(Man whistles)

Aunt Elisabeth, did you see how they looked at you?

On Monday nobody here will have eyes for me.

They'll all be cheering the F??hrer.

-Good day. -I think you're better than Hitler.

- (Elizabeth) Good day. -Good day. So, you?￠?€??re taking your nephew on an outing?

-Yes. Thank you.

-I want a good ride. Thank you.

(Meditative music)

Over there. There was our apartment.

What's wrong because most of Dresden?

Sometimes it helps to identify the exact.

I know who you lack.

The girl with fiery red braids.

What is the name again? Johanna?

-Johanna, right? Your lovers? - (negative) Uh-huh.

-No? -Not only Johanna.

-Who else do you miss? Sometimes it helps to just get it out. -The Schroeder.

You know?

-The old couple in our house. -Mhm.

Those who always stick to the hands. Like little children.

I like the. And the dachshund Thilo.

Whenever I have the recalled he came to me.

There are only 75 km from us to Dresden.

You can visit it as you want as often.

Hm?

Of course you are right. Dresden is unbeatable in its beauty.

(Music is dreamy)

You know what?

(Softly) I find your father very much. That he does not join.

A signature,

and he could keep his job as a teacher and the apartment.

Dad thinks it criminal, like the Nazis ...

Shh, shh, I know.

But if you talk to anyone else, right?

Mama says she'll persuade him to join anyway.

And then after the war that will be his capitol.

His capital!

(Driver) Goodbye, Miss May. (Both) Goodbye.

Hold it short.

Aunt Elizabeth, you forgot something?

(Man-Saxon) Hey, Eddie. Since the small May is back.

we (Eddie) doing her the favor. -Karl, ready?

(Karl) Good. (Eddie) same time.

(Man) All right, on three. One two Three.

(Third horn is a)

(Fourth and fifth horn employ)

(The horn keeps uninterrupted)

(Dramatic orchestral music)

(Music drowns horns)

(Music fades)

(Music fades)

(Man) Take care.

(Elisabeth) Thank you.

To paint a picture which gives you that feeling.

That's what they're trying to do, those degenerate artists...

(Woman) Oh Elizabeth, late again. And how do you aussiehstl

(Officer) chest out. Chin up.

Of.

First row. Come over.

You'll give him the bouquet.

(Distant crowd, cheering) Hell! Salvation!

(Women are consistent with a) Heill

Salvation! Salvation!

Salvation! Salvation! Salvation!

Salvation! Salvation!

Salvation! Salvation! Salvation!

(Sinister drumbeats)

(Restless roar and shimmer)

(Women talking incomprehensibly)

(Roar and shimmer fades)

(Distant piano)

(Piano is louder)

(Elisabeth) Do not look away.

Never look away, Kurt.

All that is true is beautiful.

(More she plays)

(She plays several times that A)

(She plays the A again)

(She plays the A again)

This sound ...

Therein lies the whole power of music.

Of life. (Out) Of the whole universe.

(It makes the A and sobs)

People look for the Secret Code, for the Theory of Everything.

But here it is.

Here.

(Quiet, gloomy music)

Do you hear the?

But here it is:the A in the octave above middle C on the Bl??thner piano in the Mays?￠?€?? living room in Waltersdorf. Nothing can ever happen to us, because we have this note.

(She plays the A)

And now that I have found it,

I can play it anywhere.

On the table...

Do you hear?

(Ashtray meets the head) Even on my head.

(Door opens)

Aunt, Elizabeth, you're bleeding. -Even on my head.

Elisabeth.

(Ashtray meets the head) -What are you doing?

Playing a concert for the Führer!

"Youthful delusion" that makes it sound almost harmless.

(Elisabeth) Mild schizophrenia, youthful delusion! I can hear everything!

But I think it's nothing,

what a short break could not heal.

-A break ... -In an institution, yes.

Can not we try it at home?

She has learned very hard for a high school and went straight to the office teaching.

(Doctor) Elisabeth?

Maybe she's just overworked.

(Elisabeth) Is that your wife?

You may not like it, right? I can see that in mind as you stand there.

(Mother, whispering) Elizabeth.

Until we finish speaking wait outside.

I do not say that again.

(Door closes)

Because schizophrenia is hereditary, I am obliged to ask:

Are there other cases of mental illness in your family?

Heavens, no!

Depression? -We're all cheerful.

We doctors are the guardians on the banks of Erbstroms.

I have to report this to the health department.

The decision on the introduction possibly you do not control.

Dr. Michaelis...

Franz.

I already knew your parents. Even the grandparents.

You're welcome.

not sign it.

(Church clock strikes)

Because you are there, Ms. May.

But you say it, if the condition worsens, will you?

-Goodbye. -Hail Hitler.

-Yes, of course, Heil Hitler. - (Kurt's mother) Heil Hitler.

(Woman) mediation.

(Michaelis) Please join me with the health department.

(Car door closes)

(Elisabeth) bye, Gunther. (Man 1) Ms. May, we have to leave.

(Gunther) Take care. (Man 2) You will be missed.

(Mother) Only a few weeks. (Gunther) See you soon.

(Elisabeth) Goodbye, Ehrenfried.

(Kurt's father) goodbye. We will miss you.

I do not yet, Mom.

Kurt, go back inside.

(Father, strongly) Kurt.

-I do not want that! (Groom 1) On the legs.

(Elisabeth) No!

-Do you have it? -Yes.

(Elisabeth) No! (Mother sobs)

(Screams) (Pfleger 2) Come on.

(Doctor) So, keep quiet.

(Elisabeth crying out loud) -The equal calm.

(Quiet, wistful music)

(Doctor) scopolamine, which acts quickly.

(Pfleger 1) Yes, strap.

(She sobs) (plays mournful music on)

(Mother) The suitcase. - (Ehrenfried) Oh yes, of course.

These are her things. -Yes / Yes.

(Whisper) looking away Never.

(Motor started stotternd)

(He clears his throat)

My esteemed colleague.

I congratulate you.

The weakest percent of the German people

has been rendered infertile since the introduction of the law.

400,000.

An impressive number.

A contribution to Aufartung,

be grateful to you future generations

Now I cherish the hope that one day we

will live in a world

where the roads are completely free of Mongoloids, mentally ill

and other monsters.

But now it seems it's time to shift into the next gear.

Also, because of the English air raids

we have an increased need for alternative hospitals.

We can not allow that a German soldier

denied a hospital space,

only beacuse it is being used for the fostering and caring of a worthless life.

How can we help? What can we do?

I thank you for that question, Carl.

Gentlemen,

They will henceforth no longer only doctors and SS men.

You are an expert of the Eugenics court.

What does that mean?

Now, a patient, you have made infertile

and the registration form will provide you with a blue minus sign,

remains in the establishment.

If we do, however find a red plus here

we understand that it is unworthy life,

and this patient is in one of three planned for institutions

laid in the eastern part of the kingdom

and there released from his pointless existence.

Your pen.

Her sword.

(Quiet, gloomy music)

(Door opens)

Examination and preliminary interview:Elisabeth May. 23 years old.

-Sterilization appointment today at 15:45. Thank you.

You can go in
Salutation "Professor"

(Rather Glockenton)

(Quiet, dismal music)

You can sit there.

(he writes)

Does your daughter painted it?

Why do you think, are you here?

Because sometimes I do not think quite right.

Do you know, what kind of clinic do I have?

A woman's clinic.

A dear girl, your daughter.

I can see the image.

Not really much künstlerische talent.

Additionally, you are perhaps more happy. But lot of heart.

I have a nephew at that age.

Which is unfortunately very talented.

I go with him in exhibitions.
To encourage him.

Good.

Then lie down but please in the next room on the examination chair.

Your clothes ... (raised voices)

(Man) I want to professor Seeband! -Entschuldige me for a moment.

(Man) For weeks I Will an appointment. I will not answer!

-I have a right! -I could not stop him.

Mr. Lohse W?chtler.

They asked me, "Do you want that, your daughter's suffering

is carried into the next generation?"

That's why I agree with the OP. What about the suffering of my daughter now?

- (Seeband) Show attitude. -What about my suffering?

So I do not continue the conversation.

I'll show you, Professor Seeband.
At the Reich Medical Association.

Do that, Mr. Lohse-W?chtler. Do that.

They have sworn as a doctor oath. Let me go.

-Irgendwann you will catch it. (Pfleger) lot.

(Lohse W?chtler) It will catch up!

It will catch everything!

(Door goes on) - (Lohse W?chtler) It will catch up!

Professor Seeband! Someday!

(Pfleger) Calm down.

It would have been better if you had not seen that.

-I am healthy descent. Three reviewers see it differently.

-Neinl -Sit down again.

(Quiet, dismal music)

You now go into the examination room and afterwards in the operating room.

And you will cooperate there.

Otherwise, we leave you to strap,

and it will all be difficult and painful.

Please, Mr. Seeband ... (door opening onto)

Herr Professor, bitte.

For the leader. I will give birth to children. Healthy, Aryan children.

And I will give them to the leader as we should.

My children will also give their children to the cause.

(Male nurse) Come. (Elisabeth) For the war!

You need soldiers, right? You need soldiers!

Who else should fight?

I'm just confused sometimes.

Only very rarely. Please do not! (she whimpers)

Please, I do not want to.

Come on now...

Guys, I need help! -You're also a dad.

-For your daughter, who also paints. (Pfleger) It is enough.

I could be her sister. You can be my dad.

Please Dad.

Please Dad.

No!

Daddy!

Papa!

Please Dad!

Daddy!

Please Dad!

(Door slams)

(Elisabeth screams and sobs)

(Screams away)

(More she screams)

-Anna. -Professor?

I do not was operating Miss May himself. Share Block man one.

The hall is scheduled in Krei?. Then to dispose.

(Quiet, bedrückende music)

So. Thanks.

Jump!

You look chic in the uniforms. That will make Elisabeth happy.

Johann?

And.

You know...
-Yes, after the war, that's my capital.

And do not forget the Gru?."Heil Hitler".

If you do not get over the lips, it also does a quick "Drei Liter" (tranlation:"Three Liters").

It shows no bad.

And none of that you paint all the time. And certainly none of these naked.

(Sister 1) The same photographer? No one has yet commissioned.

Hail Hitler.

drei Liter.

We are touted for a visit. For Elizabeth May.

I am Johann Barnert, the brother in law.

These are their brothers and Ehrenfried Günther May.

That's her sister Waltraud. And her mother Malvine.

(Photographer) The left back slightly to the right.

(Sister 1) Elizabeth May. Was laid yesterday.

Laid? That can not be.

(Photographer) Herschauen.

Command of the central office.

But where?

(Photographer) absence because not two?

(Sister 2) K?the, we are so far.

(Waltraud) Where was she moved?

Hospital Grossschweidnitz.
(Malvine) Grossschweidnitz?

This is two days from here. How should we visit them there?

We have to work.
The boys are now on vacation.

More I can not tell you too.

I have to go now. Hail Hitler.

That's him.

(Ehrenfried) I write to the ministry.

(Photographer) Please look. (Malvine crying)

(Jarring violin sounds, dark drone)

(Glass rattles)

(Rattling)

(Swelling, oppressive music)

(Airplanes are approaching)

(Festive song begins)

(Song:"De torrente in via bibet"
from Handel's "Dixit Dominus")

(Sirens)

Tin foil strips. Of which I have read.

They want to disrupt radio and radio.

(Sirens on)

(Ceremonial singing continues)

(Woman) Johanna! Johanna, wake up!

-Johanna ... ... Mami Mami!

This way! Over there is a B?schung.

Head down!

(Shelling)

(Ehrenfried) Günther!

Günther!

(Solemn song and music going on)

I like you.

I like you too.

(Gas str?mt)

(Ceremonial singing continues)

(K?rper strikes on)

(Fire burns)

(Solemn music continues)

(Music fades)

(Flames rise)

(Horn)

(Horn)

(Man) Yes, good. That's how it's done.

(Quiet, cheerful music)

(Man, Russian accent) Mr Seeband? Professor Seeband. Yes, I am.

(Music is threatening)

(Russian accent) Mr Seeband ..

Professor Seeband.

(Russian) What did he say?

He wants that you address him as "Mr. Professor".

Agreed, Professor.

(Speaks Russian)

Where is Burghard Kroll?

-Who? -Burghard Kroll.

(speaks Russian)

The leader of the Reichs-Arbeitsgemeinschaft.

We know about your meeting in Berlin.

I do not know what you are talking about. I do not know the Lord.

(speaks Russian)

(soft, dark music)

I still do not know him.

(Interpreter speaks Russian)

(speaks Russian)

(Interpreter) If my child is not born quite healthy,

does it then deserve to die?

There is limited space and resources on this site.

Who should have that? The sick or the healthy?

(Dolmetscher speaks Russian)

(speaks Russian)

In any case, a place will soon be available on this earth.

(Boy) Here's the ball! Come on do it!

(Man) You did not specify if you were a party member.

Were you a party member?

-Director, I was very long ... -Yes or no, Mr. Barnert?

Yes.

But I'm not a Nazi.

I mean, three quarters of all teachers were in the party.

We want to entrust the youth to the remaining quarter. Good day.

(she screams)

(Russian) I at the helm.

(she screams)

(More she screams)

(Seeband says softly Russian vocabularies)

(Soldier in the distance) And stop!

(Speaks Russian)

(Woman screams again)

(Speaks Russian)

(Woman screams)

(exciting music)

(Woman screams)

(Seeband) comrade?

(Woman crying)

(Russian) Comrade!

(Russian) What? The contractions breaks bring her no peace.

The child is wrong. It can not get out.

(Russian) How?

(Russian) Call interpreters to. Immediately.

(Talks in Russian)

(Woman screams)

(she screams)

(Speaks Russian)

He is sceptical. He asks why you want to help.

I want to help because I can.

(Speaks Russian)

You can leave.

(Woman moans)

(They groans and moans)

(Russian) A gypsy told ahead of me ... I will not have children.

That is destiny...

-Cross, please. Lay them across. (speaks Russian)

(she screams) Which week?

(Men speak russian)

(Interpreter) 36. (seeband) blood pressure?

(Russian) (interpreter) 110 to 70.

(Russian) How could I believe that I can have children?

(She moans)

Tell her a child will definitely have her.

And if she wants to, then many more.

(Speaks Russian)

The child is transverse. (Speaks Russian)

During labor, the uterus is too hard to turn it.

I will open the amniotic sac.

then in a labor break I turn the child.

(Speaks Russian)

I am a Military interpreter.

(Russian spoken)

(Interpreters) Make.

(Seeband) gloves. (Interpreters IE)

The vodka, please.

(Sister speaks Russian) Not touch (Seeband).

(translated)

-We do it without anesthesia. (Interpreters IE)

(Seeband) Since I already have a leg. (Interpreters IE)

(Seeband) Let's wait for the next next contraction.

(Interpreter translates) (woman screams)

(Seeband) I place my index finger in the child's mouth.

(Interpreter translated)

(Seeband) I place the chin on the chest ...

and slowly pull your head out.

(Baby crying)

(Woman sobbing)

(Seeband, in Russian) A boy, a healthy boy ...

(She whispers in Russian)

(Interpreters) Alexander Mikhailovich.

(Russian) And a healthy, magnificent mother.

Congratulations, Major.

(Speaks Russian)

(Major, in Russian) Whoever saves one life, saves the world entire.

You saved my world,

Herr Professor.

You no one will bend a hair.

You're now under my personal protection.

Aim for the professor, the guest rooms here ...

... and you give him decent clothes.

(Woman speaks Russian)

(Quiet, soulful music)

(Music is more insistent)

(Music sounds off)

Father, you do not have to worry anymore.

I understood. I understood.

What? What did you understand? -Everything. Everything.

How everything is connected. That everything is connected.

Alles.

The world formula.

I...

I never have to worry again. I never need to be afraid again.

I am untouchable.

That's nice. No, father, you do not understand.

You do not have to worry anymore. Really.

I do not even have to become an artist anymore. I can take any job.

And I will always find the right thing, the true one.

I'm glad for you, really.

I have to hold it.

I have to hold it somehow.

I understood.

I wei?to whom you think.

But he is different.

(Meditative music)

Good morning, Father. -Good morning, my boy.

The alignment, mate.

(Music fades)

Are you doing this to yourself to feel better than us?

-What? The.

freehand the draw shapes, while we struggle us with stencils.

Want to seduce us? Why are you doing this?

I do it because I can.

(Meditative music)

Are you waiting long?

Then it do well. Until tomorrow.

You can also take the pins with you,
if you bring them back.

In January, the applications running for the Academy of Art.

I am satisfied with this work.

Does that help the workers?

Is your father the force when cleaning stairs?

You want to help him after all.

Have him but even the place provides.

Have much Scheia, experienced ?? s what?

But it will help you to mention it?

Does that help to build a world in which it's better to your children?

That's what communism.

I will assist your application.

In art school the girls prettier than here are.

(Gentle piano music)

So she wrote him ...

(Bicycle bell)

(Lecturer) Can you do see

has someone here all his vanity aside left

and at the service of the cause, in the service of the people?

Work on your attitude. Working on your craft.

And the real art is created by itself through you.

As a cautionary tale, I would like you to call Pablo Picasso ...

of which there are strong realistic images,

make a real solidarity to the working class clearly ...

of but very soon

has slipped into a decadent, obscene formalism.

Why?

Because he wanted to be an innovator, not a traditionalist.

Innovation, creative independence, artistic freedom.

Words that sound for an artist once enticing.

I i i.

But real freedom can only win a modern artist,

if he puts himself at the service of the interests of the people.

The "I, I, me" leads only to misfortune.

It leads at best to Endured Will

by decadent, rich collectors.

Exploiters of the workers who delight to it,

that they have nothing in common with the people,

not even the taste again.

Decay, mysticism, pornography.

Blank forms artificial constructions.

Spots, lines, spheres, cones.

All this just to want to apply as an innovator?

Yes, it's new.

But it is also wrong.

And it is vain and stupid, undemocratic, decadent.

Be different, gentlemen. Be different.

The hammer was previously a bit higher.

Yes, right, that was a whole piece of above.

Yes, a little.

(S?chsisch) So here? -And the left hand central.

Yes, exactly, and the right was much earlier.

-Anything else. -Yes, continue.

Even a piece.

-So? (Student 1) Next to continue.

Continue. Right forward.

Exactly. So get there's, right?

Yeah, so is it to thee. -To get for it.

No, he was not.

Let times the nonsense.

That was a bit above.

Nope. But below.

Nee, who was earlier.

Rauf.

Down, up, down, up,

down, up.

Comrade Professor?

Comrade Professor, youth plays totally crazy.

(Model!) At least I wear here too
a big responsibility.

Yes, we are doing here in kindergarten?

Yes, we are apparently.

(Music is thoughtful)

(Brush chatter quiet)

Hey, in fashion
giving away western pencils.

(Soft music)

(Kurt) apology.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

(Man 1) Thank you. (Woman) You're welcome.

(Man 2) Eg. Thank you. (Woman) Hello, Ernst.

(Man 3) It's great that you share that. (Woman) Sure, you.

-Say hello to her from me.
(Man 4) I do.

(Woman) Me !.

Thank you, Elizabeth.

(Friend) Don't even bother trying. She's mine.

Watch and learn how it's done!

F, 2B or 4B?

Well?

2B, thanks.
But what I'd like even more than a pencil is...

I would much rather have
an appointment with you.

Let's leave it with the pencil.
For sure?

(Elisabeth) Sure.

Your name is Elisabeth?

Will also you?

It is now only 48 there.

Thank you.

A golden pheasant like you does not deserve an ordinary bucket.

Golden Pheasant?

-Yes. I can not let me sit on.

I feel the same way.

A walk?

Through the park?

So that I can correct my Miscalculation?

You wanted to talk to me yet.

Actually, I wanted to walk with you.

On the gut.

Then I'll just make conversation.

Socialist realism.

Is that your thing?

Probably just like your fashion of Lotte Ulbricht.

Why are you looking at me like always?

You remind me of someone.

Would you like to paint me?

I do not know ...

Would you like to tailor a suit for me?

I have to go home.

Can I go with you?

Only up to the front door.

(Quiet music)

(muted dance music)

You take dance lessons?

I live here. The house belongs to us.

refuted really you do not have the golden pheasant now.

We only had luck. Not a single bomb hit.

Before the war, the whole street looked like this.

Goodbye, Kurt.

Goodbye...

Elisabeth.

Can I call it anything else you anyway? Do you have a nickname?

Actually, all call me Elizabeth.

"Actually" means, did just the opposite.

On the gut.

My father calls me Ellie.

Bye, Ellie.

(Dance music continues)

(Quiet), Elisabeth.

(Orchestra uses)

(Dance music on the radio is running on)

(Strangled cry of a woman) (music ends)

(Re cry)

(Dismal music)

(Kurt breathing rapidly)

(He breathes loudly)

(Dismal music sounds off)

(Lecturer) Pay more attention to the look. And more volume, right?

You would have too
take a little longer, Kurt.

Good.

(Melancholy piano sounds)

(Friend) now closing for today.

Ah yes, good. Good night.

Until tomorrow.

(Studio door is opened and closed)

(Pensive violin uses)

(Ellie) A golden pheasant as a worker?

It's my turn now.

A suit. For you.

(Music will perk)

I never take off again.

(Meditative music)

You're nice like that. It's almost unromantic.

It is far too easy to love you.

Do you love me?

Do you love me?

Otherwise it does not go with me.

Otherwise, you can not.

I love you.

Really?

And.

(Music becomes more intense)

(They pants)

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

(Motorbrummen)

My parents.

I thought the stay in Chemnitz.

(Ellie) they do well.

(Autotüren be opened and closed)

(Tense music)

(Flüsternd) My father.

(Louder) What do we do now?

(He gasps)

(Steps)

(Music stops)

(Distant Hundebellen)

(düsteres Dr?hnen)

(Crickets chirping, distant dog barks)

(Quiet, exciting music)

(Crack)

(Small gasp)

(He gasps)

(Impact) (he gasps)

(Music stops)

(Exciting music continues)

(Mother) and Elisabeth? -Is sleeping firmly.

Had started a burning candle. When will they finally grow up?

Yes, the youth.

(Friend) With friends it tells so what.

When I say it anyway. It was working in the garden.

Aha, working in the garden.

You probably had a really green thumb.

Ah, here she comes, your gardening.

On, guys.

(Friend) How is your garden going?
(Michi) Dune is with me.

Thank you for risking my reputation your life.

Do please never something as Insane.

Have your parents ... They have not noticed anything.

Nothing at all.

Pull back to Dresden.

My father gets his old post as director of the clinic again.

but he still has a room rent,

because otherwise he comes to the attention of housing-Planning authority.

He wants hanging a sign on Monday.

Would not you like ...

to discover the sign first?

Quite coincidentally?

I then fall in love with one of them chosen tenants,

That I then fall in love with a tenant chosen by them,

Your mother, uh ... Will not they guess?

Oh, Mummy. Such an innocent mind.

In order that you must not worry. The get nothing.

Really. Nothing at all.

(Kurt) Mhm.

(muted dance music)

And?

I sign on the sign. If the room is still for rent?

We have the sign
hung a quarter of an hour ago.

Does that mean "yes?"

(Dance music gets louder)

You're welcome. (Dance teachers) short, long.

Clerk Seeband? (Mother) Yes?

-There is an interested party. (Mother) That was fast.

Short, short, high. Arms up.

Short, short, long. Short, short, long.

(Dance teacher) head high. Short, short, long.

Short, short, long. Short, short, long.

Short, short, high. Arms up.

Barnert, Kurt.

-What do you do for a living? -Ahm, I am a student.

For fashion.

Painting. Painting?

(Seeband) woman Hellthaler!

Carl, here a tenant for is one of the rooms. Come here.

(Dance teacher) short, short, long.

You have a facial. Facial nerve palsy.

Partial facial paralysis.

The drooping corner of the mouth.

Did you ever have an accident? Or a disease?

Bring the the office, then my husband can talk to him.

My husband is a doctor of passion,

as you ever get a free diagnosis.

You should be examined that.

(Mother) Kurt comes with the best recommendations.

He is a student, Non smoking.

And we have already agreed us about the rent.

It is of course your decision whether he gets the room.

He wants to be Maier.
-I'm Maier.

Our facade is starting to peel off.
Maybe we can charge something.

I'm not the kind of Maier.

What for one are you?

-Images painter. Socialist realism?

Is there something else?

I hope not.

You get the room anyway.

Thank you, Mr. Seeband. Professor Seeband, please.

Nice suit.

(Romantic music) (he gasps)

(He gasps)

(he moans)

(She moans)
(Kurt) Sch.

(They gasp softly)

(Woman moans) -sch.

(Tense music)

What are you so late still up?

I've made ....

Alcohol?

That can not be good for your work.

See that you go to bed.

(Steps away)

(Tense music plays softly on)

This Kurt we don't know.

We must see to it that Ellie is not too friendly with him.

Why?

So that they can make a good match, of course.

Just as you did a good match.

(distant dance music) (steps approach)

(Dance teachers) Extend. Stick out more.

Professor Seeband, about yesterday ... I will of course anyone ...

You have a new subject.

Me.

For the directors gallery.

Approximately in the style.

We start tomorrow, 16 am, in my office in the hospital, right?

(Radio announcer) And the people of the GDR, the reunification of Germany wants,

Prime Minister Grotewohl the Bonn government...

The professor is the same. Have a seat.

... made free all-German elections.

These proposals were from the Western powers.

and the Adenauer-government

in Beta / supply rejected its war policy.

In another yeast / account its war policy

have the Bonn government and the western occupation forces

-... at the demarcation line... (light bell sounds)

... introduced a strict border service to differentiate itself from the GDR

and characterized the division of Germany ...

(soft, dark music drowns radio)

(Door opening onto) (Seeband) Thank you, gentlemen. Good day.

(Radio) ... distinguish ... -Kurt.

I thought you put your easel ...

here.

The lack of an appropriate protection of the GDR

is exploited by the Western powers to

to an ever greater extent

to smuggle spies, terrorists and smugglers in our area.

These have to execution of their criminal task

yet easily the possibility,

to return freely about the line of demarcation to West Germany.

Therefore, we are forced measure took to take

the defense of the interests of the peaceful population

have the German Democratic Republic to the goal.

With these measures became the ministry
entrusted to State Security.

(Quiet, nerv?se music)

(bright bell tones)

I imagined it like that. Very well.

Tomorrow 16:00 we continue.

Two sessions should be enough, right?

(Door is opened and closed)

(Ellie) Why have you take a look these old pictures again?

Why has even the stupidest amateur photo
more reality than my picture?

Dad likes it. -Yes, that's just it.

Almost no one likes a photo of himself.

But everyone should like a painting.

Seeing that the photo must be true.

Why your father is it actually went to Chemnitz?

He was but before that director here.

-Hm? -He does not want that we talk about it.

He has the women back then
treated by G?ring and Goebbels.

Well, because he's just the best gynecologist.

They have traveled 200 kilometers from Berlin.

As if there no one dominates a cell smear.

You have to imagine this.

And they have then made him an honorary member of the SS.

He could not refuse.

But after the war, it was difficult for the Russians to

that he had nothing else to do with the Nazis.

They combed all the archives, but found nothing against him.

The professor today called me an artist "Type Willi Sitte".

But that's good. He is successful.

"Type Willi Sitte"?

I think I have to get out of here.

out where?

The You can not be serious.

but all it runs so well for us.

I could not let mamma.

Kurt! Your thesis, the delegation convinced.

You have been selected you to paint the fresco for the new history museum.

Topic:unity of the working class.

The order would have also liked by many a professor.

-Wandmalerei? -Yes.

I'm not a muralist.

Kurt, we both know that you can.

No, I'm sorry, that's not for me.

This is pure decoration.

You had in one fell swoop work. Even money.

That's not me.

I i i.

(Quiet, essential music)

No, do not move. You're welcome.

So I can imagine that we are a body.

I'm pregnant.

Then you geh?rst now all mine.

Not to me, I mean.

We need to tell them, Ellie.

Divide the shock in small hits.

I think your mother suspects something.

It's not mom who worries me.

Papa will fall from the clouds.

For him I will always be twelve years old.

(Clock ticking quietly)

(he writes)

I think Ellie is pregnant.

Was?

Your hand temperature is slightly exalted for weeks,

but no Cold symptoms.

It was during the dinner yesterday escape twice,

has not touched their porridge at breakfast

and adhered to the back of a chair, when it is stood up.

Third month, I'd say.

Maybe even the fourth.

Oh God, is nevertheless still a child herself.

Your age is not the problem, but the husband.

But who then?

Leptosome, melancholic.

Son of a man who kills himself because he had to clean up a few stairs.

My father would have as something called "Hegeabschuss".

This is not the inheritance that I Wishes our descendants.

We need to stop it.

And how?

After 30 years
in gynecology I know:

An abortion can has put an end yet almost every flirtation.

(Gentle, thoughtful music)

(Door opens)

(Kurt) No, I do not know him. What's the difference?

The psychotic thinks that two plus two five are.

While the neurotic already knows
that there are four,

only it worried him stop.

(Kurt Ellie and laughing)

There is something we want to tell you.

about your academy? That interests me always.

No. Although ... also about the academy.

Kurt was commissioned to paint a mural in the history museum.

So it's walls.

There is a fresco on unity of the working class.

Yes, and speaking of unity ...

(Seeberg) What is it, kid?

I hope nothing unpleasant.

Spare my nerves.

(Ellie) We ...

We are together.

You also working on the fresco?

We are a couple. For some time now.

A pair of students?

A loving couple.

-And there's something else ... Those are Large news.

Yes, but there is still something that we ...

(Seeberg) My God, I have to digest for now.

(He coughs and gasps)

This is now really very suddenly.

You're welcome. Bring the water to Professor?

Thank you beautiful. Thank you.

(Quiet, dissonant music starts)

(Ellie) You know,
how could I get to the stuff?

I am glad you have it told.

And you said earlier.

There are a few things about Ellie, that you need to know.

We did not want to needlessly worry so Ellie,

therefore we have you never explained it really, but ...

Ellie was a toddler
a severe inflammation in the pelvic area,

the scar tissue in the fallopian tubes

and thus to considerable cilia damage
has led.

Cilia?

The cilia tubal mucosa,

that carry the fertilized egg to the uterus.

We are currently searching intensively for a possibility,

the fix surgically.

but if they ...

before pregnancy would ...

would the chance of ectopic pregnancy,

an ectopic pregnancy,

an egg rather-pregnant, very tall.

This in turn could lead to severe internal bleeding.

So I have to warn you.

For other reasons, than fathers of daughters usually warn a young man,

not getting intimate with her until we can fix that.

A pregnancy at the present time

could be life threatening for Ellie.

(Dismal music)

You understood me? Life-threatening.

And if they would already pregnant?

Then I should they investigate immediately.

(Music is discordant)

(Door opens)

(Seeberg) I have to act immediately.

The pregnancy is more advanced than feared.

It is already the third month.

An abortion?

If I remove the fetus is delayed, not survived the pregnancy.

Here?

We have a reputation to uphold.

Is it really the only way? Really?

Do you doubt my skills?

Would I expect something me and my daughter,

if it is not would have?

(Music is dark)

(Door closes and completes)

(metallic rattle)

(Dismal music continues)

(Dismal music fades slowly)

He can tailor an SS uniform.

He has been practicing for hours posing in it. In front of the mirror.

Until he knew how he looks good in it.

He did not care that I see him.

(Whisper) I was small.

(Quiet, dismal music)

On the Cap was a skull.

Silver.

A skull.

A doctor should still heal.

He is to light yet.

I will always be at his mercy?

(High-pitched whistling)

A gifted doctor, a humanist,

a co-designer of our socialist republic,

in short, a model for all the members of his profession,

I therefore, on this December 11, For the Health of the GDR days

with the Robert Koch Medal and the title "Meritorious People's Doctor"

must excel.

(Loud applause)

Thank you, Comrade Minister, for the kind words,

I deserve not.

As a physician and member of society I do only my duty.

I am a wheel in the big gearbox
the socialist world movement.

Just as the painter of this also much too flattering portraits of me

only a small wheel,

indistinguishable in style from the other painters here.

Like all the small wheels of a big apparatus,

with the help of the Soviet Union is heading for a big, common goal.

Communism.

Thank you.

(Conversations in Russian)

(speaks russian)

(speaks Russian)

What did he want?

I will have to go to the KGB headquarters tomorrow.

More he did not say.

(Low, dark roar)

The plan is probably not risen. Which are located closer than before.

Patience, Martha.

Only patience.

(Talks in Russian)

(Telephone ringing)

(Russian) General Murayov, Professor Seeband.

(Russian) You can go.

(Door is closed)

Carl.

Carl.

Wait, I have to show you something.

Come sit down.
(he pours something)

Carl, I'm staggered.

Back to Moscow. I will no longer can protect yourself.

Everyone else is taken.

The search for Burghard Kroll and the ...

"medical coordinator of the Dresden region in the implementation of euthanasia"

is still open on the paper.

I can not guarantee,

that my successor does not come with new polls

of doctors and nurses begins.

You have to leave the GDR too and never come back.

Make an exit request
for you and your wife.

He will be approved.

The truth they will not suspect in the West.

Our hope not.

(Quiet, dismal music)

Carl.

You can not say anything to me Kroll?

Where he is?

Who else was at your meeting there?

You must help me.

I've never met this man.

I do not know anything about him.

We will not meet again, my friend.

I hope my debt is paid with it.

(Gloomy Music fades)

(Russian) You can go.

(Spoon is knocked on glass)

Dear Ellie, dear Kurt.

Now you're so last two hours my son.

I let my daughter in your care,

if we leave the end of the month the GDR.

Only one thing I would like to give you for your life on the road.

It enough not to be good.

I experienced it as men who were only good,

bypassed, dispossessed, were even eradicated.

If you want to have security in your life,

no matter what you do,

you need to be the best.

Not one of the best.

The best.

On the couple.

Cheers. (Martha) Cheers.

Prosit.

"And so I am staying now in Oldenburg,

in Sanderbusch clinic, with the prospect

after Erkner's retirement in two years, the line to take over.

Take care of yourself, your Papa.

There it is again
fallen to your feet, it seems.

(Dance music in the background)

(Strokes)

(Brush is tapped)

Who have more eingeprügelt on. Just keep it, it always.

(Conversation is incomprehensible on)

How much do you pay me for würdest Wartburg?

Are you still out of your mind?

Wei? t you how long a mortal on such a car waiting?

I have no pleasure any more.

300 Mark?

Kurt, in the West they even don't do painting any more.

These days painting is considered bourgeois.

-I thought for them "bourgeois" was good?
-Of course we all want to get rid of you here, but ...

You have a life here.

You have money. You are just becoming famous.

I mean, I can get girls to bed because I'm your assistant.

You can handle the apparatchiks like no one else.

You'll be 30 next year. It's not that young anymore.

You're...

Why?

-Because it's not about all this. What is it then?

To the truth.

And who says what is true?

(I, I, I. (friend laughs)

-260? -In order.

Do you need screens? -Do you have any?

As many as pictures. In the studio.

What?

Please bermale them. All. I do not want to see her anymore.

Believe me, everything is not right, what I painted there.

(Steps approach)

(Lecturer) ... Realism. (Man) visit from the Norman Strait.

And the murals? You can not destroy them.

... as an unstoppable locomotive.

(Woman) comrade writer and Komarek ...

The others will take over for me.

(Komarek) We were there from the beginning. We testify alien impeccable attitude.

(Quiet, tense music)

(Horn)

(Policeman) Stop! Freeze!

-What have you got there in the luggage? Things that are the property of my brother.

(Announcement) Retracted train is driving direction Zoo.

Please stay here.

(Tense music continues)

Which make it almost too easy one. Not for long.

(Announcement) Nearest stop:Zoologischer Garten.

(Music ends)

-lhre Namen? -Barnert, Kurt.

Fill out the please.

Their beds are there. I come to you.

Mrs Müller? Mrs Müller!

(Gentle, thoughtful music)

Thank you beautiful. Good day.

(Man) Please. (Kurt) Thank you beautiful.

-You're welcome. Thank you.

(Music continues)

(Kurt) Dear Professor.

If you're reading this, I am in the West.

I could not previously speak with you,

because you h?tten otherwise made with a criminal offense.

They were always very good to me.

Therefore, you might even believe me,

I have not made that decision Ieichtfertig.

(Gentle, thoughtful music continues)

(He swallows hard)

(someone's Knocking)

(Maier) March wind?

Hi, I'm Kurt.

I -Soll later come back? Nah, come clean.

Klaus, still, huh?

Otherwise, you are missing your dad
the birthday present for the mum.

(American rock music on the radio)

(Song: "Papa-Oom-Mow-Mow"
from the Rivingtons)

-How old are you again? -29.

-I am 30. You look younger from.

Hm, Munich's been a good idea. Since the people have money.

Because they need constantly portraits and landscapes.

but also in Hamburg. That's ... Well.

What I advise would, Dusseldorf is.

(Kurt) Dusseldorf? Uh-huh.

Only modern art. You know, so avant-garde.

If you were not at the academy, you have no chance anyway since.

This is a bit like a mafia. Munich is good.

Hamburg is good.

And Berlin is so moderate.

Well, you see that yourself.

Klaus, still.

(Frau) "Salon des Refuses".

-Good day. I'm Kurt. Barnert. (Porter) Mm.

I had called. Because of a guided tour.

(Woman 1) So that I never occupied myself. (Woman 2) Will you take him back?

(Woman 3) It's no gallery.

Who beat him in the lecture bloody nose.

Who showed the Hitler salute and then claimed that would be a provocation.

(Woman 4) Tasteless.

-9000 Mark paid for some soil. No!

(Man) You're under 26, do you?

Well, and what you want to do?

Action? Installation? Sculpture?

Painting actually. (Imitates Saxon) painting?

No offense, I'm from the East. Mecklenburg.

-Harry, Harry Preusser.
-Kurt.

So paint is really doing here is no other.

People want something new. An idea.

(Happy soul music)

(Song: "Boys" von den Shirelles)

(Kurt) An idea? (Harry) Yes, but not like that.

Something new. Or at least repackaged.

Just as Yves Klein, who says: "l stressful ultramarine for me.

I patented animals it even.

The now called Yves Klein blue. Only in that I express myself.

I paint the bare breasts of a beautiful woman with it.

And they smear them on the breasts of another beautiful woman.

I paint sponges with it and stick them in order to canvas. "

(Woman moans)

(Loud cracking)

Does not help if someone had the idea before.

Lucio Fontana slashes screens for six years.

But Katrin has beautiful firm breasts, and so we let them.

(Camera clicks)

(Man), we steer our focus away from the obvious,

attention to the threadbare.

Let the front Subtle stand.

This is Adrian Schimmel.

The name says it all.

He actually called Adrian Finck, son of Mannesmann's board.

A snob. And he can talk, that's clear.

But if the wallpaper is ?? idea enough?

In other words: What does that tell the entire composition?

Yes, I think it's pretty.

Well, but of course, so to speak but a wallpaper.

Excuse me. -Yes.

And.

But you can see, only apparent.

That is what we are looking for artists.

Look: the emptiness expressed by the white,

I sat between the templates.

The commonplace, embodied in the recurring pattern.

And the senseless stridency by the neon colors.

That's what you hath brought.

They have a deep artistic flair.

Otherwise you would not have ended up here. my friends see a pretty wallpaper.

You will see the level behind it.

Nice.

And...

can you buy something?

One can. That's the great thing about art.

The devil always shits on the ... Well, do you know, yes.

But no artist should have to talk about his work.

He wants to prove his successful family,

that he can be successful without them.

For which only one coal.

I want to prove my unsuccessful family,

I can still be successful.

Since only one coal. Everything Shit with the families.

But it must be a maximum of 26 if you have the idea, otherwise it is nothing.

(Kurt) Why? Think about it.

Picasso was 26 when the "Demoiselles d'Avignon".

Duchamp was 25 when he painted "Nude Descending a Staircase".

And Michelangelo was 24 at the Pieta.

(Boy) goodbye. Goodbye.

-How do you call that? (Man) "Potato pendulum".

-No more points? -In the moment I'm interested in potatoes.

This is Kurt, also comes from the East. Wants to study here.

Ah, you already had to you sure Harry's speech on the idea listen.

You will not believe?

I'm more interested in ...

for potatoes.

Come on, before you get corrupted.

Arendt lvo. What wants, nobody knows.

He used everything

dissolved in such great, just colored dots on plates.

Could have been a real idea. And now this.

And in two months makes of something else.

Our professor.

Antonius van Verten, from him you've probably heard in Saxony.

An original.

He prefers "myth".

He always wears this hat.

Once a sharp student seduced him,

only to see him without a hat.

He has preserved to him in bed.

He works only with felt and fat. And why?

That remains to be mysterious secret.

We need to all his lectures, but he never sees something from us.

He says you can only know yourself if you do it right.

I think we have it just do not care.

Well, he also us.

Whether you'll received, get a studio ...

All the decision of this spinner.

Come on. it is again not so interesting.

You have not submitted a portfolio.

I can take anything.

And what have you done so far?

Painted.

-In the DDR? -Yes.

Socialist realism.

(Van Verten) now have so actually built a wall.

Do you have the feeling come from?

"Nobody has the intention" is often just the opposite is true.

But somehow that's already art, this wall.

A Iandschaftliches art.

The workmanship is of no interest.

Hundreds of thousands have difficulty.

Consequently German madness.

What do you like because that comes to art?

You do not talk like from you what?

But your eyes tell me that you've seen more than any of us.

(Meditative music)

The only two conditions for you as for everyone else,

that you come first, to the lectures

and secondly, never asking,

I look at something me about what you're doing.

Agreed?

Whether it is good or what is not, the know anyway yourself.

(Door is unlocked)

(Kurt) Hm.

One Step Forward, Two Steps Back.

(Ellie) Oh, come.

Do not say you can not do anything here, what you want.

Yes, if I only knew what it is.

SPD?

CDU?

Wen will you choose? (Man 1) CDU!

(Man?) FDP! (Man 3) peace-Union!

(Man 4) These are criminals.

(Man 5) As if that would be better! (Woman) SPD!

(Van Verten) Selects not.

never again selects a party.

Selects the art.

It is an either-or.

Only in art, freedom is not an illusion.

Only the artist can man in this disaster

return the sense of freedom.

Every person, whether he is in the garbage disposal

or is a farmer,

has a chance to be an artist.

If he his own subjective skills

developed from scratch.

If you are not free,

completely free,

there will be no one.

As you makes you free,

makes you free the world.

You are priests.

You are revolutionaries.

You are liberators.

Bring your burnt offerings.

(Surprised murmur and wheezing)

(Applause)

(Lively pop jazz music)

(Song: "The 'ln' Crowd"
von The Ramsey Lewis Trio)

Do not tell me you went under the Ripper.

This is almost an idea.

You learn quickly.

(Lively music continues)

(Far hammers)

(General loud rattling)

(Sinister sounds)

(She sniffs) I have lost it.

(She sniffs)

(She sniffs)

I was at the doctor.

I'm going to have children.

And you know what he said?

It was the abortion.

No cilia damage.

The holding ?? apparatus has been damaged.

Cervical insufficiency.

We will never get over the third month.

Because...

Because he wanted to keep them as clean ...

He wiped his own bloodline.

We will get no children, Kurt.

(she cries)

Your pictures.

Your pictures will be our children, right?

Gut.

(Aug schnieft)

(She sobs softly)

(incomprehensible)

And...

We have for the last time on enlargement ...

Uh ...

No. No no.

Uh ...

Do you all have busy yourselves with Lehmbruck?

This can be seen better with the periscope.

And, Lehmbruck.

Is said:

"Every work of art has to have something from the earliest days of mankind."

So...

as if it were just up yet been divine.

When it crawl now ...

from the primary mass, out of the rib.

No.

No, no, different, uh ...

Has anyone of you have had this week a knowledge?

An insight ...

he wants to share with us?

Lottery numbers. (Laughter)

No, really. The lottery numbers.

If I call you six random numbers ...

5, 7, 23,29,44, 11...

... then that's stupid.

But when I read the winning numbers of the lottery ...

May I, please?

"2, 17,19,

25, 45, 48?“.

Yes, then have that somehow some truth, compelling, um ...

yes, almost beautiful.

(Laughter)

And.

That was mine...

my insight.

You can go home. Today I have nothing for you.

Kurt, you come, please come from?

And?

I want to see your art.

When?

Whenever you right. If you are ok with it.

just let me know.

(Hammer)

What you are thinking about?

he likes your work, you get a gallery.

Then your friend gets a car. -I am married.

Then your wife and your girlfriend get a car.

I just do not know if that's good enough, what I was doing.

Somehow it is not.

It's always all subjective. Would not it be subjective, it would craft.

It is also about luck, you know?

And that he is interested in your stuff,

for whatever reason, your happiness.

Does not want to keep wrong, too.

Does he want to just see what Ingenious in your work.

Stand you not even in the way.

The are good, the works. Really.

They are good.

(Cane clacks)

(Cane clacks)

During the war I was a radio operator in the Air Force.

I was a lousy radio operator.

And my pilot was a lousy pilot. Four weeks training held.

Same for our second application we were shot down over the Crimea.

The pilot was killed instantly.

(Further crash)

(Quiet, dissonant sounds)

(Rapid breathing)

I was rescued by nomadic Tartars from the wreck.

With burns, where I should have died.

The farmers,

just the farmers who I should have bomb

pulled me out of the wreck ...

and looked after me with what they had.

(Also vocals)

They rubbed my wounds with fat a ...

and wrapped me in felt blankets.

(She sings in Crimean Tatar)

(Van Verten) I stayed a year with them.

After that, I found myself in American captivity.

When I ask myself what I really do,

what I really felt in life,

I can say without lying ...

then there is the fat on my skin.

The home of the fat and the felt.

If I tell others about love,

to women, to their children,

or sex, then I know what they mean ...

nurweil I felt felt and fat on my skin.

I have experienced before anything.

My childhood was happy and protected. A few slaps, a few.

My teacher made me.

I wanted to be a businessman, like my father.

I had no artistic talent.

And I've seen nothing since then.

I remained cheerful.

I spent the end of the war

in a hospital with friendly nurses.

Very friendly.

After that, quite quick success and this professorship here.

(Pensive sounds)

But...

the fat and the felt ...

I have penetrated so,

I understood how ...

Descartes has understood that it exists.

"L think, therefore I am"

He has turned everything into question. Everything.

Everything could be illusion, deceit, conceit.

But then he knew that indeed anything hires these thoughts.

And that consequently something must exist.

And this Something, which he calls ...

"lch".

But who are you?

What are you?

The...

you are not.

(Hall door is opened and closed)

(Quietly)

(Quiet, oppressed sounds)

(Door opens)

(Quiet, meditative sounds)

How was your day?

Productive.

(he sighs)

(Wheel buzzes)

(Seeband) Villa Cimbrone.

(Martha) Also Villa Cimbrone. (Maritime band) No, Villa Rufolo.

But in Ravello.

(Martha) Oh, that beautiful car. (Maritime band snarls in agreement)

(Martha) The hotel.
(Seeband) Le Sirenuse.

(Martha) Oh, God, Pompeii.

(Tense sounds)

(Button clicks, slides are shifted)

(Button clicks)

With 30 still studying?

(Ellie) I fill the ever order.

When I was 30, I was a senior physician in Dresden.

When Mozart was 30 ...

war there to.

(Ellie) I bring that out already. Should I open the wine?

(Maritime band) I understand that you would not support.

And that is commendable.

I make you a deal.

I know the director of the women's clinic Dusseldorf.

I'm there loaded again and again for consultations.

I'll get a part-time job you with him.

What Matching.

Maybe three hours early in the morning, okay?

(Affirmative) Mm.

Then you have to earn a living

and still have enough time to ...

times.

(Ellie) Can he do not just leave alone?

Just disappear from our lives?

Perhaps the place in the clinic will indeed help.

(Man) Let me help you.

(Sister) ... in the whole two months not visited once. Impossible.

Kurt Barnert, I come on the recommendation of Professor maritime band.

(Gentle, melancholy music)

(Melancholy music continues)

(Far hammers)

(Door opens)

White on a white background. Is this the new art?

"Symbol of emptiness." So you could call it.

Perhaps it is indeed a sensation.

Come on, I invite you to dinner. My driver is waiting outside.

(Steamed Italian music)

This must be brought to the Authority to Bonn.

So I can get my permanent passport.

He is there ready for collection. Here is the authority.

I thought you live near Bonn, why do not you do that for me?

Then you can earn extra money.

I'll be back next week again to pick up the pass, right?

(Kurt, affirmative) Mm.

-Professor, a coffee? -Yes thanks.

(Entrance door opens)

Burghard Kroll taken!

Ill murderer lived for ten years undisturbed in Schleswig-Holstein!

(Tense sounds)

A dime.

Thank you.

suicide.

Thank you.

(Newsboy) Sick Murderer.
Ten pfennigs.

-Thank you, goodbye. (Man) Ciao.

-Professor, coffee. -Thank you.

(Entrance door is opened and closed)

(Tense sounds continue to run)

you smoke?

63 is an age at which you can do with it.

The consequences will not catch me.

Eat you in peace to an end. unfortunately I have to hurry.

Give my love to Ellie.

Net -Good. Good night, Professor.

(Motor started)

(Italian song drowns out the strained sounds)

May I (Kurt)? -Can you take.

-I just need the sports section. Thank you.

"White on White".

"Symbol of emptiness."

Your father?

Such an asshole.

You know, for the first time, I wish someone success more than myself.

Your mistake is that you're still holding onto to canvas and easel.

Painting is just dead.

Such as...

Folk dance or tatting and silent film.

I mean it's only good with you, otherwise I would have to proceed you so much.

(Harry grunts) doctors, we can not be held.

(He snorts annoyed)

(dark harpsichord music)

(Lied: "Cold Song" aus "King Arthur"
von Henry Purcell)

(Counter tenor uses)

What power art thou

Who from below

Hast made me rise

Unwillingly and slow

From beds

Of everlasting snow

See'st thou...

(Music verklingt)

(Quiet, ethereal music)

(Music is romantic)

(Romantic music continues)

(Music is always triumphant)

(Music overlaid scene)

(Music verklingt)

(Gets brush)

(Door opens)

(Steps approach)

Cow?

(Steps approach)

(Hall door closes)

-Hello. -Hello.

What's this?

I do not know either, but I think that's it.

copying down photos? (Smiling) Yes.

Excuse me.

(Vogelzwitschern)

(Leaves rustling in the wind)

(Wind howls quiet)

(Meditative music)

(Meditative music continues) (leaves rustling)

(Music is solemn)

(Music becomes more intense)

(Rain is falling)

(Music sounds off)

(Steps)

(Maritime band) I am satisfied with the construction progress.

(Doctor 1) We like to hear, Professor.

(Maritime band) My concerns you know. (Doctor 1) Yes.

The clear width of the door operating rooms takes on both sides

be extended by 25 centimeters.

So we can pass with beds comfortable.

(Doctor 2) That's right, Professor. Thank you for the suggestion.

(Maritime band) Did Dr. Weber called?

(Hall door is opened)

(Steps approach)

You understand, I think, why I have not introduced you to this morning.

It would have been inappropriate.

Well, what makes the art? And more importantly, you have my passport?

(Quiet, ominous music)

(Breathes halting)

(Music is exciting)

(Music overlaid scene)

(He breathes haltingly)

(Music is more insistent)

I...

I am sorry ... go now.

Thank you.

Pardon.

(Music fades)

Have you ever seen that?

What did you tell him? What was that?

(they laugh)

((happy ye'yé music))

(Lied: "Le Temps De L'amour" von Francoise Hardy)

It's time for love
The time of friends

And adventures

When time comes and goes
We do not think about anything

Despite his injuries

Because the time of love
It's long and it's short

It still lasts
We remember

We say that twenty years

We are the kings of the world

And that's forever
There will be in our eyes

All the blue sky

(Ellie quietscht und lacht)

Because the time of love
It puts you in the heart

A lot of warmth and happiness

(Music fades)

(Hahn squeaks, splashing water)

(Door opens)

If you knew how beautiful you look straight.

I'm pregnant.

Fourth month.

I was at the doctor. but we are parents.

but we are parents.

(SOB)

(he kisses her)

(Soft music)

It's Sunday, it's no one there. I promise you.

Please, it's because no one.

Please, like yesterday.

Please tell me again, and then come down.

(Soft music plays on)

I'm pregnant.

(Shutter clicks)

These are not potatoes, what?

What do you say when I'll be your gallery?

(Harry) Adrian Schimmel, the gallery owner?

Adrian Finck.

(Soft music plays on)

(incomprehensible)

(General murmur)

(Man 1) With such exhibitions I try to set a backlight.

(Man 1) Nice that you are there. (Man 2) Thank you.

(Whispering) We should begin.

Are there any questions identical to Kurt Barnert?

Maybe then I ask the first question.

Mr. Barnert,

Many of your pictures are painted by amateur photos or magazines.

The painting "Nude on a Staircase" ...

but that's a tribute to Duchamp?

And.

(Laughter and titter)

Heinz Viersen, West German newspaper.

Mr. Barnert,

in your magnificent painting "Mother and Child" that we see here...

Who is represented? Her mother and you?

No, this is simply an amateur photo.

Wen I paint, I do not really care.

But if you paint a portrait, you have to know the person.

It is even better if I do not know them.

Then I see better what is really there.

Therefore, the image with the passport photos from a vending machine?

A photo without author?

And.

With the Wehrmacht officer

make no statement about the army?

No, I do not make statements. I'm, uh ...

Images.

So photos. Photos by other means.

Hermann Schreiber, SDR.

They also take the exact composition of amateur photos.

As much but is quite random.

(Kurt) No, not random. Um ...

Really, consistent, genuine.

Only reality is coherent. Each reality is coherent.

All that is true is beautiful.

(Viersen) What do you mean?

Hm ...

Now when I call six numbers,

then that's stupid, pointless.

If the six figures but

the winning numbers of the lottery, then have the sense

a polyphony, a value, almost a beauty.

It's the same with the photos.

I want the truth.

(Whispering) Look.

(Child squawks loudly)

(Iautlos)

(Child crying)

Yes, Mr. Meybert?

Urs Meybert, Kunstchronik.

What should now come to you? Furthermore blurred abgemalte photos?

No, I have now had enough.

I am interested just for color plates.

(Meybert) Color plates?

And.

(Cameraman) Since we still get in trouble.

Since we get in trouble.

Randomly selected magazine pictures, passport photos from the machine,

any snapshots from family albums.

All colored blurred.

With such images,

possess a real force inexplicably,

Kurt seems Barnert

to become the leading artists of his generation.

And with the dead gew?hnten painting.

But...

like many in his generation, he has nothing to tell, nothing to say.

He breaks away from every tradition,

bye to the biographical approach in art

creating for the first time in the history of art

a work without the author.

Was that good? That was great.

(Door opens)

(Steps)

Sure I can not drive you?

I quite like to run a little bit.

You were good today.

That was good.

This is going to be good.

(Motor started)

(Speeding car and away)

(Heal, reflective sounds)

(Help sounds louder)

(Fast violin)

(incomprehensible)

(Bus driver says something about speaker)

(Bus drivers, through speakers) On three.

Like.

Two.

Three.

(Continued horn)

(The other coaches agree successively with a)

(Fast violin drowned gradually the horn)

(Horns fades, violin continues)

(Dramatic orchestral music starts)