Original subtitles

The Great Love

[Landing Gear]

Hey - he's got only one leg out!

- Who is it? - Jeez, Wendlandt...

Gentlemen, this looks bad!

- Seems he can't move out the left. - You don't say!

So why don't he pull in the right wheel and tries a belly landing?

Most likely cause he can't, bonehead.

The Tommy must have hit his wires.

And he's out of petrol any minute!

- He should bale out! - You don't know Wendlandt!

He would never give up his machine!

- Alert! - Damage ahead!

Come on, go, go!

See, children - the earth has him again!

Sure, guys - what did you think?

- Any scratches, Wendlandt? - Nah... just slight lightning damage.

Hardly surprising... with his proverbial luck!

Please announce to the squadron Wendlandt und Etzdorf will arrive

at Berlin tomorrow at noon

and report to the Aviation Ministry.

Understood? Good. Heil Hitler.

Over.

Well, Wendlandt? Managed that pretty swell,

your one-legged landing. Very nice. Really.

Now attention, gentlemen. You are announced in Berlin,

your report to the ministry won't keep you for long -

so I think I can expect you back the day after tomorrow in the evening.

That night in Berlin you can once again sleep late.

To sleep late would be immeasurably sad, Herr Major!

Well - and now?

Now we should sleep late, I guess.

- And where? - Well, some place where it's a bit nice...

Two orchestra seats please.

If you do not mind.

- I'm sorry. - What are you sorry for?

- We're sold out. - Do not regret that, Fr�ulein.

You should rather be glad about it!

We're really all sold out, Herr Oberleutnant.

- Too bad. - And if we sit on someone's lap?

Well - but I cannot sell you tickets for that.

- I'm really terribly sorry, I'd really like to... - Never say die.

You'll see - with my proverbial luck we'll get in anyway.

- Pardon me? - May I also to the ticket counter...

I'm in a terrible hurry.

- There are no more tickets available anyway. - I don't want any.

- So what else do you want? - I want to get rid of mine.

All right - to prevent damage for you - hand them over!

- You take them? - Yes. But merely out of courtesy!

How much do we owe you?

Now - Herr Oberleutnant - here we are, with Putzi.

- What's on...? Putzi? - Well, Putzi, your new squadron dog!

Ah! Putzi, from the radio request concert! Hey, Etzdorf, look at this!

Oh, that's great...! Say... it's delivered here?

Well, how else? Tomorrow morning at five we're off again.

But I also would have thought after the show...

Yes I see Herr Oberleutnant, but I live way out in Reinickendorf... - It's okay...

- ...and the street train... - And thank you!

- What's his name? - Putzi! - Putzi... so let's go, Putzi!

- Tickets, please! - Here you are, pretty woman!

- Well, and the dog? - They didn't have dog tickets.

Herr Oberleutnant, leave the dog with me.

- With me he's in good hands. - Thank you! See you later, Putzi!

My life for love...

oh yes.

My whole happiness is love...

oh yes!

I can't help it,

that's all me, after all,

a heart like my heart dislikes to be alone!

And nights without love -

oh no.

There never should be any,

oh no!

And although some consider me foolish and mad

My life for love -

Yes, Sir!

I don't want to dream or miss out on anything

I'm standing with both feet on the world.

And I am spending myself without ending

My motto is: If it pleases, it's allowed.

My life for love

oh yes.

My whole happiness is love

oh yes!

I can't help it, that's all me, after all,

a heart like my heart dislikes to be alone!

My life for love, that's right.

My whole happiness is love, that's right!

I can't help it, that's all me, after all,

a heart like my heart dislikes to be alone!

And nights without love - ha, no!

There never should be any, oh no!

And although some consider me foolish and mad

My life for love!

My life for love! My life for love!

My life for love -

Yes, Sir!

Gosh! Gorgeous woman, eh? One should get to know her!

What for... for what purpose?

To tell her how gorgeous one thinks she is.

Urgent call from Vienna, Herr Rudnitzky.

- Now come on, just a moment... - Go ahead without me. Ain't important anyway.

- What have you got there, Alfred? - Shhh! Will you be quiet!

- You really want to go? - Absolutely! First reconnaissance!

Unwinnable. Vastly superior forces.

Now excuse me - after all I'm not that bad either...

Ah... Herr Oberleutnant plans to impress with this, eh?

Ha, I don't need that...

Where do you want to go already? This here isn't over yet!

Nope - now it's just beginning!

- Please, take this. But nobody must know. - Oh, what is it?

Come on, it's high time!

I thought... I thought I donate some coffee...

- I've brought it for Fr�ulein... - But Herr Vanloo...!

Herr Rudnitzky telephones a mighty long time... with Vienna.

- Well, things like that take their time. - What? The telephone connection or the divorce?

- Well... - But I just thought...

If Herr Rudnitzky would really... - Yes, it's all right.

Take this home with you, I'll go to Westphals afterwards.

But this is coffee! Well, I never! This is real coffee!

Haaahh - I get heart-throb just by the smell of it!

What an admirer... Must be real love!

- Is it allowed ask, by whom? - Of course! Alfred Vanloo...

Madam... that must be a mistaking. This is definitely a mistaking.

- Why a mistaking? - Well... because...

- Actually, he means me. - You?

He only gave you the coffee to win you over -

so you'll turn a blind eye in case he gets a little... - I see...

Please take a look who's there.

Now who else could it be, he telephoned long enough, no?

My esteemed Fr�ulein K�the.

As much as I am pleased to see you here, I nevertheless have to ask you

to deprive us - albeit only for a short time - of your presence.

- So this means in plain... - Exactly.

- Well? - Well, she simply won't.

My attorney also says there's nothing doing.

And there's really nothing one can do.

Or should I go to court and declare in public

that I caught my wife in the act with her lover?

Maybe she still loves you?

Loves, me? Perhaps my royalties...

or my music publishing house, because it goes so well currently. - But Alexander.

Loving, me... I don't know if she ever loved me at all.

I guess I'm sympathetic to women only to the extent

that they don't want to go away afterwards.

Maybe it's because of my nature

to be rather convenient than inconvenient for women.

Maybe also... because of my music.

- And am I not the same for you? - Do you really think so, Alexander?

Yes... Well, I'm your partner and I write your songs and

together we do our tours, but...

what you mean to me you must feel, no?

But what I mean to you...

Don't be so hopeless, Alexander!

Hopeless, but merry... as we say back home.

Well - seems it has to be that way in my life...

that's just what a half-baked and shabby Don Juan like me deserves.

Don't you think the same? You also think

I have too little energy, no? And I do not know what I want.

Perhaps you doubt altogether that it means everything to me

- to become happy with you some day. - Oh God, what makes you think that?

Come on Alexander, I'll change clothes and we go to Westphals.

Oh, right - they must be already waiting for you.

- Why... don't you come along? - Well, better not...

I have to go to the office again - think I still have a few things to do.

Shall I call it off too, so we can have dinner together...

No, no, I really have to answer some letters.

But Alexander...

what has actually changed between us - I mean,

I mean, what has actually changed, if nothing has changed?

You're so kind to me - really very kind.

- Now you come along, will you? - No, better leave me alone tonight.

I don't necessarily have to work in the office.

I will think about your words...

that actually make me quite happy after all.

Good bye.

I don't get it - how can anyone be so petty.

If you're in love, kindly not with our coffee!

- Our coffee, he...?! - That really is the limit!

Cigarette? Can you tell me, when the show will be...

Do you think it's possible to get a taxi?

A taxi? Quite impossible, I think.

But wait, I'll take you to the tram stop, alright?

Taxi! Hello, stop!

Hello!

What's up?

Here, madam!

- Where ya wanna go? - Just a moment, I first have to ask the lady.

Nah, forget it. It sure ain't my job

to drive home da brides of young fellas

of whom they don't even know where they live.

Now look - isn't that the lieutenant from earlier, with the dog!

Nope, he isn't - that one was in uniform.

Of course he is! Putzi!

Well then, now come quickly, Frau Holberg,

over there just comes your tramway.

Hello! Wait! Hello, hello! Wait a moment!

Seems like you almost forgot that one, Herr Oberleutnant.

God, what am I to do with the dog now!

Hello, listen... say, couldn't you... Ah!

- Stop, stop! - What... - That one has to come along too.

Well - where to?

I see.

So... change to the subway.

Cause she changes to the subway too.

Every evening after the performance she takes this way.

25 pennies please... thanks.

Well, and you?

25... change to the subway.

Very well. We're rid of that bothersome young man.

But actually I can understand him quite well ...

I myself - if I would't accidentally have the same way as you...

I don't know if I would not also have followed you into the tram and the subway.

Where are you going anyway?

- Me? Where I'm going? - Yes.

Hm... well... Dahlem area.

I see.

- Why? Does it interest you? - No, not in the least.

I thought as much... that you're not interested in knowing.

All the more I'm interested in where you are going.

That's none of your concern.

Now don't say that. I finally got to know you and...

You are mistaken. You did not get to know me.

But... we're already talking to each other for quite a while.

A small, adorable dog can't interest you either?

No.

Poor dog. Immeasurably sad...

That's...

Tell me - what do you want from me?

Another would perhaps say: "I'll give you three guesses"...

but I don't want to keep you in suspense so I'll tell you straight away:

I'm expected.

- Who's expecting you? - Well, the...

charming owner of this apartment.

- Why - do you know her? - Yup... just got to know her.

- Hardly. - Couldn't we catch up on this?

- Oh, you have guests? - No...! - Yes but... aren't these...

Ah, there you are, my dear!

Thank you very much for your kind invitation, Frau von Westphal!

Unfortunately I could't come earlier... - Come on, this is nothing!

The main thing is that you have come at all, my dear.

But where is Herr...

Please give the dog some water and keep him in the kitchen.

- Herr Rudnitzky? He has asked me to excuse him. - What a pity!

Tremendously kind, Madam, that you have invited me.

Especially since I already could get a foretaste

of your charming party on the way here.

- My charming companion... - Ah, you know each other?

- Yes of course. - Yes, of course!

Excellent! I am pleased that you have come!

Ah, good evening, my dear fellow!

Good evening!

Good evening... how's it going?

How's the hunting?

- How's the tiresome rheumatism? - Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Oh, of course, you're a hunter too!

Yes - You might say that.

...I've recently heard you on the radio... yes...

Oh please, would you introduce me to the lady?

Beg your pardon?

You should introduce me please - my name is Paul Wendlandt.

- But here is no woman named Wendlandt. - I mean the lady over there!

- But she has another name. - It doesn't matter...

Yes, all very well, but first you have to tell me your name...

- But I already did... - ...otherwise I cannot introduce you!

It is indeed charming, Madam...

Good evening, Herr Konsul!

Oh please Herr Konsul, would you introduce me to the lady?

- With pleasure... - Really...! I must ask you not to make any annoying moves.

But please, Herr Konsul, I did not make any annoying moves.

- Please... - Now, what's going on? - Please, now introduce me already!

With pleasure. Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce you each to other.

Thank you - many sincere thanks.

Well, it's really hard to make your acquaintance, madam - it's taken long enough.

Well therefor it will be so much the shorter.

Oh, thank you, that was excellent.

What?

That we're alone here now.

You must be the sassiest I ever came across.

But that's of no advantage to you - I will go away again very soon.

Later...

Of course! I don't want to stay the whole night either!

Huh?

Who are you anyway?

- Ah, now you'd like to know, yes? - No.

Yes, I'd like to know, what kind of person you are.

You already realized that.

- And your name? - Wendlandt. Are you happier now?

Oh please. Better promise me to stay.

- Why should I? - Please. Do it for me.

- What would you get out of it? - Everything.

- Excuse me...

Madam are wanted on the phone.

- Excuse me for a moment... - But really only a moment!

Hello Hanna - yes? Excuse me, I had to call again...

It was really a crazy idea, trying to work that late.

You know - if those Westphals weren't so stupid -

I'd now love to stop by and pick you up... Is it all right with you?

Very dear of you, but... I want to stay a little longer...

It is... quite nice here today.

No no no, really!

Yes... sleep well.

See you tomorrow. Good night.

Oh, by the way, my dearest, You have to help me right now...

- Yes? - Right now I cannot remember the name.

- Mine? - But no, oh no!

I mean the nice young man who came with you.

- Oh, I thought, you know him? - Yes, yes of course!

Yes, but I actually momentarily forgot his name.

Jenny - what's his name actually?

- Who? - Well, the young man who came with Frau Holberg.

- Shouldn't you know it? - But, why, didn't you invite him?

Me? No.

Well... then it was me who invited him.

But you know him, too. Yes, we must have met him at the... at the...

Hah, what was their name again...

Yes, there we must have met him.

Isn't his name... Knesewitz?

- Of course, of course! Knesewitz! - Yes, yes!

No wait a minute, wait... his name is... Wendlandt!

But no... what makes you think of 'Wendlandt'?

No no no. He is, if I'm not mistaken...

the son of the old...

Knesebeck.

- 'Evening Frau Holberg! - 'Evening...

- What's his name? - Isn't he cute! - Where's your master?

- Whom do you belong? - How cute!

Please give my regards to the hosts again, unfortunately I have to go.

I'll call tomorrow morning... Good night!

German Radio will now pause its program for some time. Please adjust...

Oh, do you know where Frau Holberg is?

- Frau Holberg just left, this moment. - What?

- Hello Putzi! - Here comes his master!

- Oh, this is your dog? - Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen, unfortunately I have to leave.

Thank you, madam.

It really was a delightful evening.

Well I...? That was quite sudden!

Perhaps he had to pop out... with the little dog.

Oh my God where are you going - you have promised me to stay!

I didn't promise anything. Aside from that, I have to go home.

Then I'll accompany you - at least to your door.

Not at least, but at the latest to my door.

So... I thank you for your companion, here I am at home.

- Already? - Sleep well...

- You sure have a talent for it. - Ha, so you've noticed that.

I beg your pardon, but...

I was very busy over the last days, and mainly at night...

- I see... work-related? - Yes...

Well... what occupation do you have?

I travel quite a lot.

I see. And always with the dog.

From now on, yes.

So you don't want tell me what you are.

I will. I'm a prophet.

Shall I predict something for you?

Then I predict that you will invite me into your house this very night.

- But you don't seem to be a good prophet. - But I am...

Didn't I already tell you that I have proverbial luck?

You will ask me into your house this very night.

I will not. You can rely on that.

See? Am I a good prophet?

Now you already have to take me to your basement.

Oh no... again down to the basement with all these terrible people...

Come on, are these people really so terrible?

Good evening, Frau Holberg! So I don't need to wake you!

No, indeed. I bring Herrn Wendlandt along to the basement, alright?

Of course! That is, the mister must not take along the dog.

- What, that small animal? - Oh, that's got nothing to do with the size.

I'm sorry, but strict regulation.

Who knows what it's good for.

Can't he take quarters in your kitchen?

Well... I probably have no other choice...

Now don't be so nervous...

You have left the lights on in the corridor again!

Me? But you were the last one, as always!

Because you always run down so headless! Good evening!

Ah! It's already beginning, I told you so!

But no, somebody upstairs just slammed a door!

- May I help you with your coat? - No, thank you, thank you, there's no time for it.

We'll do that down in the basement.

Oh, thank God, madam, that you are here.

Just go down, K�the, we only take the dog upstairs.

Dog? What dog - that one?

- Inge, the milk! - Here!

- Andi, the sandwiches! - Here!

Mother... the money and...

Yes yes, father, now come already...

That's organisation!

Now, now, take it easy ladies and gentlemen, don't push!

- 'Evening, Fr�ulein K�the! - 'Evening, Herr Hinze.

Well, as always... for a nice homely chat break.

Behave yourself, will you?

Oh, now look at this... seems like my K�the just was about to boil herself a cup of bean coffee.

Bean coffee? Do I hear right?

Indeed... downright...

- Where did you get it? - From an admirer...

- Oh. - ...of K�the.

At least she claims, that it's hers.

- What? The coffee or the admirer? - Both!

Let's take it downstairs with us!

- Is there a boiler? - Yes.

Good, and now turn off the lights.

Gladly... why?

Why?

- Because I want to open the windows. - Oh, I see.

Say, you probably come from the moon, yes?

Not quite, but almost.

Gosh - beautiful, isn't it?

Hmm... like in fairy tales...

No, much more beautiful - like in reality.

Yes. And that's why we now must go quickly to the cellar,

because in reality there are shell splinters and bombs...

...and yet, the reality is beautiful.

Even if there's dangers.

Perhaps even because there are dangers.

But you're right - let's hurry downstairs.

And then there's the jam for section two...

One should report this to the police!

...our uncle, the major alway says...

...try it with dry orange peels!

- Those brats really make me faint. - Have you been knocked off again?

Children, don't make such a racket...

- What's with the teddy? - He was sick!

- Oh... what was the matter with him? - Head was off!

- Oh my goodness... but now he's back on? - Yes.

Well, are the people here really so terrible?

- Oh, thank you! - Why?

You just could have knocked me off. (lit. "thrown me out")

No, now it's too late. Now you've missed it.

What is that? For heaven's sake, now thei're shooting...

But dear ladies, don't you worry,

let us elegantly ignore it.

I suggest we now boil ourselves, with serenity,

a nice cup of coffee.

Coffee?

Just spare me that old malt slop, will you?

- Oh, you don't drink coffee? - For God's sake, that stale stuff...

- So much the better! - Come on! - Yes, I'm already here, yes...

Here... One!

Now wait a minute, that's real coffee!

- How do you say that? - Well, the smells!

You don't say! But you don't drink coffee.

- Oh... - Sit down and play Ludo* for me! (*lit. "Do not get angry, man")

Dear residents, it's my pleasure to respectfully invite you all

to a cup of real bean coffee!

Children, I almost don't believe it. Real coffee?

The matter has only one catch...

What, now don't say this was just a joke...

No no, the coffee is real -

only the person, who owns the coffee...

...is not real?

Yes, it is, but I'm not entirely sure,

whether she gladly donates the coffee to the commonalty.

Oh, now I really do have to say,

I think this is quite peculiar.

Please, I'm asking you: Do we have a people's community

or don't we?

- Well if you hold the opinion... - Yes... I do. I do.

Bravo! Three cheers for the kind donator! Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!

Because the kind donator is you yourself.

I brought the coffee from the appartment.

That was a good idea...

Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah!

The shooting has already stopped.

Surely won't take much longer.

Who here in the house does have a dog?

That's upstairs at Frau Holberg's...

Oh, it certainly belongs to her acquaintance.

Well, look at that... "acquaintance". Since when?

How should I know!

Wellwell... the siren brings it to light!

Unfortunately, we did not find enough cups,

but luckily there is an outspoken opponent of coffee among us...

- No no, ladies and gentlemen... - ...as he has just explained...

...let me for a moment briefly bring forward the argument that...

But arguments are entirely unwelcome here!

Whoever does not honor the malt, is not worth the beans.

If we all drink two by two from one cup,

it works out nicely.

Cheers. May he choke on his coffee.

Why his coffee? His coffee, very funny...

Frau Holberg, here you are... after you...

You're an impossible person...

Why? You see, with me everything is possible.

No one plays with me anymore.

Well Hans, then we two men will play together alone, okay?

- Five! - Hey, that's mine!

Oh, excuse me... that one. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

The aunt no longer plays along at all...

Fr�ulein K�the... let me also take a sip.

Well, I really shouldn't, ya old grump, you...

All clear!

- Excuse me... - Wait a minute!

Excuse me!

Please let me... I get through.

Oh no, may I, yes?

Thank God, saved some of it.

Why? Just leave the rest here for next time!

You must be joking... There is a limit to the people's community!

Putzi, all clear!

Well for God's sake, what have you done...

Now what has he done - he was scared, the poor guy!

Oh, you know, that few old bottles...

I should have, I mean, I wanted to take them away long ago.

- It doesn't matter, the few shards... - Broken glass...

Broken glass brings you luck. Didn't I already tell you,

that I have proverbial...

Say, you really should be in bed by now.

You've already got goosebumps. You will catch a severe cold.

Well, shouldn't I first...

Never mind... I will bring Herrn Wendlandt to the door...

Good night!

- Good night, K�the... - Good night.

- You did tell her of course. - What?

- That you're a pilot officer. - No...

- I didn't tell her. - I don't understand it.

Well man, I didn't want to tell her that I had to leave this morning.

Can't stand it, when women cry.

And then, you know... what for?

Who knows whether one... meets again...

Nevermind, I'll open.

Oh, in person... Good day! Here you go!

Here you go! Please come in.

This is Herr Mocelli... Kiss your hand...! Herr Direktor Mocelli from Rome.

Maybe we can - if it's alright with you - talk a bit about our guest appearance with him.

Very pleased, Signora, very pleased - it is a great honor.

Very exquisite pleasure to have you in Rome. - Please... - Thank you.

And the Italian publico - now how does one say -

What do you want to say?

(Italian)

Very kind, Herr Mocelli.

What does he want? I don't understand a word.

- You're so nervous, no? - Why nervous?

I'm not nervous, not at all - I just have a little headache.

Good! Sorry, I meant of course 'not good'.

But we have to offer him something.

Yes... excuse me...

Would you like something to drink?

Tell me, Hanna...

I haven't seen much of you over the last days...

Do you have something against me?

Are you upset because of the other day?

- Why, what was the other day? - Well, because I was so grumpy...

after my telephone call with my lawyer,

- because of the divorce... - Oh, Alexander...

My God, if I always wanted to be upset

when your wife causes you trouble...

I can even empathize with her.

What you can empathize with her?

Well - after all, it's not that easy give to give up someone.

- Take this! - Now don't bother! K�the can anwser it!

Excuse me, Herr Mocelli!

It's okay...

Tell me, K�the - what's going on here?

What's going on? Nothing... what could be going on?

So... please, Herr... ehh...

Grazie... grazie tante...

Beg your pardon? ...Yes, yes!

Just a few girls who were asking for autographs...

- Please excuse me, Herr Mocelli! - Oh, please.

- Good evening, Herr Alfred! - Good evening...

Well, everything packed already or can I maybe help a little?

- Thanks, I guess I have everything ready. - Yes...

Well then, Herr Alfred - break a leg!

Take care... who knows when we will meet again.

- Same to you... take care... - Well... thank you...

So... - Come, Mutzi!

- Fr�ulein... Fr�ulein K�the! - Yes! Herr Alfred!

- Did you want to say something? - Yes, you see...

What I always had wanted to ask... Frau Holberg has...

I mean... is it true, that she made a contract with Rom for July?

Yes, that's right! Way back, already three weeks ago,

when Herr... the one from Rome was here, now what's his name again...

- And that's fixed? - That's perfect!

- Why? Are you perhaps there too?

Yes... uhh... maybe.

Well Herr Alfred , I have to say I am really delighted!

Well now, I'm really looking forward to this.

You know, I've already been admiring you all the time,

how you always take everything so easily on your strong shoulders.

You know Herr Alfred, for such a weak female like me

there's nothing like the reassuring reliable strength of a man.

- Hm, hm... - You've got something reassuring.

Also because you don't talk much. You know I always say

a real man, I say, can keep silent.

You can.

- Alfred, how is it, you come along? - Yes, in a minute, but wait...

Gustav, say...

we didn't contract for July yet?

Nope. We take a break. Why?

Oh, Herr Alfred said whether you perhaps would work

in July in Rome...

Tell me... you must be completely off your rocker!

- In July in Rome? - But Gustav, I just...

Man, I know very well why you'd like to go to Rome.

But I tell you something:

If you didn't have the courage to say a word to her here all the time,

then you will not have the guts to do it there either!

In July to Rome...!

Herr Alfred, well... now don't hold it against me...

Actually, your brother is right. Sometimes you are really too shy.

Why do you want to wait till Rome!

Well, now just give yourself a boot and open your mouth!

So, why... do you think there is any chance?

Sure, of course, us women actually do appreciate it

when men are a bit cheeky in love!

- You think so? - Of course!

Good! Then I will talk to her!

With whom... what...

I see...

You women are quite good in talking,

only if you really should talk, then you are silent.

I don't like it when you make remarks of general nature about women at my cost.

This is again typically female.

No woman likes this. - So why do you do it?

Now come on kiddo, be nice, and come to the send-off tonight

and have dinner with me once again.

- Ah yes, you're going tomorrow morning... - Well yes!

We will not see each other for a very long time - for a few weeks.

You know, dining alone doesn't agree with me.

My stomach does not like it.

If one always mutely chokes down everything...

Hanna, won't you finally tell me what has happened?

Good... I will tell you.

But you will not be pleased.

I did not expect that anyway.

- Good evening! - Good evening Herr Vanloo.

(Italian)

- Well and then? - Then?

He went.

And since then...

No letter. No call. Nothing!

And you have no idea what he is and where he is?

- What is it? - We're out of pudding.

Why this? We already ordered an hour ago!

- We have... compote. - Well, then bring me compote.

- Alexander, believe me! - Nevermind...

You know, I'm a exceptionally talented trash can

for psychological garbage.

- You want compote? - Yes, you said yourself earlier...

Compote was out a long time ago, one moment, please, yes?

You simply have to come earlier. Not at eleven at night.

- Listen, I will not be spoken to like that! - Well, this is war, no?

A confession with obstacles.

You know, maybe I also should have come to you one night and...

then disappear for three weeks.

Perhaps then you would love me too.

Do you actually love this person?

- Yes. - No!

Finally admit to yourself that the whole thing was an adventure.

Then you will also realize that you never loved this person.

You think you love him because

your vanity has been hurt.

That's what I already try to tell myself all the time.

When I hear you speak I don't understand

how I could do things that must hurt you so badly.

How is that possible?

Because I cannot always be there and talk.

But this is actually not the worst thing...

Much worse is that you can confess it to me.

But Alexander, you're my real friend!

It is not that easy to be the real friend of a woman.

One easily becomes a tragic figure...

or, what is even worse... a comic.

One just should be ruthless for once, or brutal...

and suddenly one would no longer be so comical.

But one just isn't able to do that.

Because one loves her.

Believe me, Hanna, in a very short time you will have forgotten him,

and so will I... I hope.

- Goodnite. - Good night.

I will write when I'm in Vienna, okay?

And sleep well.

I'll try!

Hanna! There you are!

How did you come here?

Who let you in?

Your girl of course!

What's the matter? Do I disturb you, Hanna?

Not at all!

Won't you sit down?

You don't seem to be very happy to see me again.

- How are you? - Thank you, well... I was out of town.

I see. Where have you been?

Travelling again.

- Ah. - Yes.

But today I came back, and so I thought...

Yes?

Speak... Go on.

And so I thought, I wanted to look for you...

Well, how are you?

Quite well...

Hanna! What's the matter?

Am I not allowed to give you a kiss?

- You didn't ask then either. - Hanna...

Hanna...

I was looking forward to see you again all the time...

aren't you glad at all?

Sure...

Sure I am glad that today after three weeks

it once again occurred to you to come up to see me.

Hanna... I couldn't come any sooner.

And you also could not call me.

You couldn't write either.

Now you no longer would have had to come at all.

Best will be, you go.

- Hanna! - Well, go!

It took long me enough to reconcile myself

that you will never come back.

Now I have reconciled myself with it.

And now I ask you: Go.

And what if I had written?

But you didn't write! You didn't even do that!

Military postal service March 18, 1941

Hanna, what will you think of my silence!

But I am a pilot and I had to be back at the frontline at 6 am.

I didn't say anything because I didn't want to make the fare-well even harder...

Military postal service March 22, 1941

Hanna! I think in a few days I can be with you,

I love you Hanna, I...

I did not send it off because I was aware

that I would be here sooner than the letter.

- You are... - Yes.

And in those three weeks I was on duty without a break.

Even then I was here only for 24 hours.

And... why didn't you tell me all this?

I didn't want that, Hanna...

I didn't want you to...

I wanted you to... do you understand?

Towards the English Channel!

English hunters - a Hurricane is chased.

What's the matter with you??

He's a pilot too.

Who?

He...

How do you know?

Did he now write you after all?

He was with me for three days.

Four weeks ago today.

He came at that evening when you went to Vienna.

And since then?

Since then...

I live on his letters.

Now he is in France.

My life for love... oh yes.

Hey Wendlandt!

Say don't you want to hit the pillow tonight at all?

Why do you turn it off, it sounds pretty good!

Tell me, Edgar, when you come to Berlin...

... I shall send her your greetings! Yes, all right!

No, I mean...

when you arrive in Berlin, coming from that hustle here,

isn't it rather horrible, all so strange and empty?

Nope, not at all.

One enjoys oneself with somebody,

one has a few little drinks, no...

No, that's no fun to me anymore.

I want to know for whom I come back.

That there's someone waiting for me, just for me, you understand?

Listen, Wendlandt...

next week I should pick up the new machine at Berlin, but...

actually I don't feel like it.

Why don't we talk with the old man about it?

Cheers!

Yah... Now take it easy, will ya?

- Hey!! - Hey, hello K�the, my sweet tempest-goat! How are you doing all the time?

- How's the heart, how's love? - Oh, the Herr Oberleutnant...

nah, that's downright such a crying shame!

- Why, did anything happen? - No, but the madam is not here,

she already wrote you, so then you haven't got it?

No... where has she gone?

To an army concert in Paris!

Paris?

I believe for sure he will come, I hope so.

It's not even three hours from his unit to Paris.

Okay. Suppose your letter has reached him in time,

and he would really get leave for a day...

You would not believe what one day can be.

One day with the person you love.

Oh yes - I do believe that...

but tell me - make yourself also happy for the times

when he's not here.

Happy?

You know, I think one does not need to be happy if one loves...

really loves.

Have you also noticed this already...

I mean... did you also...

Too bad... so we directly drove past each other.

- Couldn't you go back via Paris? - No, can't.

I have to be back at my unit tomorrow.

See, now you see it, now of course you're unhappy.

But just how you feel now is how it is for madam all of the time,

she's always waiting and waiting, but most often for nothing...

no, practically always for nothing.

Now you see for yourself how it is.

I'm in the kitchen for a moment.

Ah - hungry you are anyway, well,

I already prepared something for you.

You know... 'cause I have to go soon.

'Cause my Max is here.

Oh, Max? Since when do you have a Max?

My Max... I already have him for a few weeks!

He's on leave.

That's also why madam didn't take me to Paris

for the few days, because he soon has to join up again.

That was nice of her, eh?

How's your strong coffee admirer,

who carried the whole family on his hump?

Oh, you mean Alfred?

Oh he... nah.

You know that was more like an ideal, nothing for the heart.

Do you know how I mean it, I mean...

I rather have my Max in my hand, than an Alfred on a trapeze.

Well then... that would be it.

- So have a good time, Fr�ulein K�the! - Thank you, the same to you...

that is... so alone, no...

I know that I cannot be there for you much of the time now,

that you will often have to wait weeks, months for me.

But I also know that I belong to you and that you belong to me.

I love you, and I will not ask you

if you want to become my wife,

I know, you want it.

Frau Holberg, Herr Rudnitzky please!

If at times my heart loves unhappily

it is inexpressibly saddened with grief

then I always think: Oh, it's all over -

I'm so alone!

Where is someone who understands me?

So I sometimes yearningly craved.

But, after a while you get accustomed to it,

and you realize:

This is not the end of the world

though it at times may look gray.

One day it will be more colorful again,

one day it will be heavenly blue again!

If your world turns topsy-turvy

and your head is spinning around

this is not the end of the world,

we still need it, after all,

this is not the end of the world,

we still need it, after all!

This is not the end of the world,

though it at times may look gray.

One day it will be more colorful again,

one day it will be heavenly blue again!

If your world turns topsy-turvy

and your head is spinning around

this is not the end of the world,

we still need it, after all,

this is not the end of the world,

cause we still need it, after all!

Hello Wendlandt!

You asked for a report - what's cooking?

- I want to marry, Herr Major! - Well, how about that!

We'll see. Meanwhile, my congratulations!

Thank you, Herr Major.

Say... you seriously want to submit a marriage request?

Yes, why, do you mind?

- Some time ago I wanted to buy a necktie... - Hey, I asked you a question!

So I searched all shopwindows up and down the Tauentzien...

- but nowhere a tie that I liked. - What's that to do with marriage?

Suddenly I see one - a beautiful blue necktie,

well I immediately fell in love with it.

I rush into the store, so that no one else gets it before me, and buy it.

Ah, so you do talk of marriage.

I'm talking of neckties.

Well, and as I now walk back the Tauentzien with my newly-bought blue

I made a terrible discovery. - Huh?

All other ties in the shopwindows

suddenly looked better to me than mine.

In other words: You don't understand why I want to marry.

No... I can understand you in a certain way

I myself, after all, also bought that tie.

But... I don't understand the necktie. Why she says Yes to something like that...

Hanna? Oh, she didn't have the occasion for it yet.

What? She did not yet say Yes...?

Ha, well, now I'm relieved!

She will reconsider this ten times!

No, Alexander, there's nothing to reconsider.

I will marry the man I love.

That's my whole consideration.

We will have a small house somewhere,

not too far from Berlin,

a real home, not just living here now and later there, as it is now...

And in this small house not too far from Berlin you will

grow radishes, breed rabbits,

wash diapers... - Oh...

that's how I always imagined your career..

But Alexander, can't you see for yourself:

Now he finally was in Berlin, and I was not there.

But he needs someone who's always there and who is waiting for him.

- Well, but I do not need anyone. - Come on, Alex.

I know, I know ...

I only act as if I were... unhappy...

as an act of politeness.

Now tell me, seriously: Have you taken leave of your senses?

You don't even know this person

you're going to tie yourself to for your whole life!

But I will get to know him now!

For three weeks we have time to get to know each other.

Three wonderful weeks.

And we will marry....

Such an eve-of-the-wedding party is more comfy than the whole wedding.

Why?

At the wedding, everything is in a hurry.

And the guests constantly have the feeling they already should be leaving.

(Danish)

Look, Mom, that's what his comrades gave us.

- A dog's picture? - Our squadron dog!

- Hm? - Oh, why a pilot needs a dog...

- Well... he shall bring us good luck! - To me he already brought good luck.

What's that? Anyone superstitious here?

No, but we still have the artisans in the house.

It all should have happened so fast, and so we're not yet fully done.

They're building the scaffold of your freedom.

You still have time until tomorrow at noon, half past twelve... how is it?

- Don't you want to reconsider it? - You're a pleasant wedding guest...

Next time I will invite you again - cheers!

What did Mom say? Does she perhaps have something against me?

No, quite the opposite - she says, she was always quite unhappy

because I never had a proper home.

Yes, tomorrow ist the most duti... - ...beautiful...

most beautiful day of my life.

Why - didn't she like her own wedding at all?

You're impossible!

Smorrebrod... there is no want for anything!

Yes, Mom brought it from Denmark!

But still something missing - green salad! K�the, don't we have no more lettuce?

Ah, that would be ridiculous, if we didn't have any!

I just thought, something ordinary like that...

Ordinary? You Berliners just can't prepare it.

I think I don't hear you right - we Berliners cannot prepare salad?

- Nope. - Now I will show you...

So... just do not let yourselves be see before, no?

And at eight precisely, when the clock strikes, you rattle off!

All right, lady. If you to pay for a round afterwards.

Sure, what did you think of us.

Just say - where did you get so many broken pieces in the new house ?

Because I'm so nervous!

Because everything here had to go so terribly fast!

I always thought you could only sing.

You know - I have my little talents...

Yes, I've noticed.

I also thought you could only fly...

Never underestimate your opponent!

Earlier, when my husband was still alive, (????) Germans...

I spoke German very well but now, I have much forlost...

- ..."forgotten"! - ...forgotten, yes! But I catch everything!

Oh - oh, madam, now I have to apologize for my faux pas earlier!

Oh, please, please... but what is about it?

It is eve of the wedding - where are the children?

The children? But madam, it all doesn't go that fast.

Ta-da! - mine is ready.

(Danish)

A serious struggle is carried out here.

Yes, international match, Germany vs. Denmark!

2 - 0! With my proverbial luck!

Now wait, you didn't even try mine!

Well, but now we want to go and read the congratulations.

Yes - the congratulatory telegrams!

Are you happy?

Very much. And you?

Now, Herr Etzdorf -

please, you will read the telegrams.

Telegrams... it's funny in what a hurry people are, when it's too late.

- Why? - Well, at deaths and at marriages they send telegrams.

Well, yes, the wedding is not until tomorrow.

Beloved bride and bridegroom! My esteemed eve-of-the-wedding guests,

I ask for your valued attention. - Hear, hear!

- By the way, it will already start poetic. - Really? - Hmm!

For us all comes the time, sooner or later,

So good luck to you both, --Uncle Peter

Ah! Uncle Peter seems to be a code name for Goethe!

Hanna and Paul Wendlandt, Berlin Schlachtensee

Sincerest congratulations. --Westphal

- What, that's all? - Mhm!

Well, they didn't overstrain themselves for this!

Perhaps they are still angry with you... because of then...

Ah, would be immeasurably sad...

A congratulatory telegram from the comrades:

Immediatly report... - Squadron Command...

- Quit joking! - That's no joke, Wendlandt!

- The telegram's official? - Yes.

- And it's already yesterday's! - And here's another one for me... also of yesterday...

Wendlandt... I'm terribly sorry...

but we have to leave this evening.

This evening?

- Yes. - We're already 18 hours late.

What is... I could not understand?

- We must leave this very evening - Madam, we must leave.

Where's Hanna?

Eve-of-the-wedding! Eve-of-the-wedding!

Break a thing, mend your luck!

Long live the newlyweds! Hurray!

Stop it! Be quiet already!

Is my wife upstairs?

Yes, I think so, Herr Oberleutnant.

Hanna...!

Did you say "my wife"?

Well - you are my wife, no?

Hanna...

I'll tell the workmen to stop, that can wait now.

That can wait now...

But tell me, where is the statement of Stuttgart and Frankfurt...?

I thought it was here too, no?

- Excuse me - do I disturb? - But no, come on in.

- Alexander, I want to ask you something. - Yes please, please come inside.

- On the phone I somehow couldn't say it... - Go ahead.

Tell me - our guest performance in Rome, did you now definitely call it off?

Of course - you didn't want to...?

Yes... but I've changed my mind.

Now, that my mother is gone...

you know I can't sit around alone all day long without anything to do,

I need... I need my work. - Yes...

Oh please Fr�ulein, wouldn't you rather play the record in the booth...

Yes please, Herr Rudnitzky.

...because Frau Holberg apparently can't stand to hear her own voice any more.

Listen... I don't want to sing that song anymore.

Ah. So a brand new program too.

This would have been the only number that's completely finished

and ready for Rome.

Tell me... how do you think this should work.

Even if Mocelli still can insert our act -

what I could possibly imagine -

how should we create a new program in less than three weeks?

Studying the songs, rehearsals with the orchestra... - Yes, I know...

that it's not that easy...

Don't resent me for this, but do you believe I think it's fun

to go to another rehearsal in the late afternoon?

- Very fine grapes... do you want some? - Yes, please.

No, I didn't want this in the first place. But back in Berlin you promised me

you would pull yourself together and keep concentrated.

In the past really all the best ideas to our songs came from you.

And this time? You do not pay attention -

your thoughts are heaven knows where...

I mean, I know, where.

Have a little patience with me, Alexander,

Look, I will definitely not be nervous any more when we're on stage later.

We'll see.

So here we are, Herr Direktor!

Ah, very good, very good!

What I wanted to ask, Herr Direktor...

is Frau Holberg already in Rome?

Signora Holberg is here for a long time... at practice... on stage.

Oh how their hearts now beat,

all are so excited,

because they're so touched,

today will be beautiful!

Tralalalalalala, now they will walk through the streets.

Tralalalalalala...

Come on, we're accustomed to this, look.

Be good, we have to rehearse, please.

...there are so many dangers

and yet every one is happy.

Taralaa, taralaa, juchei and the girls are all delighted.

... will lose everyone of them.

The blue hussars are coming today

juchei, and the girls are all delighted.

There are so many dangers...

Alexander, don't get mad at me, but you delay the tempo.

At a 300 miles per hour one can possibly fly

but not sing a chanson. - Alexander...

Please go on, yes, we have to practice.

Say... does he always treat Frau Holberg in such a rude manner?

Here's the Variety.

Oh please, would you be so kind and get Frau... pardon?

Oh, momente momente, I do not speak the language.

Tell them they should call Frau Holberg to the telephone.

It's very urgent, yes?

The blue hussars are coming today

juchei, and the girls are all delighted.

There are so many dangers, dang...

dangers, and yet...

How dare you!!

To hell with you! And don't interfere with the rehearsal!

Prego, Maestro... stage manager says: Frau Holberg... telephone.

Frau Holberg no telephone!

And if from now on anyone disturbs the rehearsal once more, I will quit!

Do you understand me? Go on!

- I will smack that guy in the kisser! - There's nothing to it!

You should rather talk to her! But for that you don't have the courage.

Can't you make the animal go a little bit faster?

Presto, presto!

Ah, what's 'Ah' mean - Prestissimo furioso!

Calm down... Piano, piano.

The blue hussars are coming today

juchei, and the girls are all delighted.

There are so many dangers, dangers, dangers,

and yet every one is happy.

Tralalala, love makes them all crazy.

Tralalalalalala, they stick roses in their hair.

Tralalalalalala, they adorn with ribbons and hats and frippery...

Signora Holberg!

Signora Holberg are not to speak. Impossibile.

- But yes, but ... - I forbid disturbing reharsal now.

But...

But it is very important, the Signora has got a visitor from Germany!

Not to speak now!

Well then, not, good.

... now they will walk through the streets.

Tralalalalalala, who can resist the soldiers!

The blue hussars are coming today, juchei, and the girls are all delighted.

There are so many dangers and yet every one is happy.

Taralaa taralaa juchei and the girls are all delighted,

taralaa taralaa and yet every one is happy.

One kiss, one kiss, they think they can try,

but their heart, and even more...

My K�the! Where is he?

Already at the hotel!

- Hello! - Hello!

There you are!

That's really nice of you to stop by!

Well, when you suddenly turn up in Rome!

Yes man, I'm on leave for three weeks!

Leave? Oh really...?

He's here! He's already at the hotel, I must go to him!!

Don't get mad at me, I'm so happy!

That's it.

Simply walks out on us, the lady!

Like silly schoolboys! Over, finish! Go home!

Listen, Herr..., you must not talk about Frau Holberg like that, you hear? Otherwise ...

Otherwise... what then? I must not? Why not?

- Otherwise, you may perhaps kill me, or what? - Yes!

Oh, could it be you love her too, that woman, eh?

- Madam! - Yes?

- I just wanted to tell you... - Right now? I'm in a hurry...

This Kapellmeister... you know, I was quite beside myself.

- But Herr Vanloo... - If you would only believe me, I would be entirely different to you.

I was so happy to see you again!

How true, it is indeed nice that we have met again. Hotel Citt�!

Farewell - my fianc� has just arrived.

Now tell me - you look so familiar to me!

- Yes, I was in Berlin at the Scala then. - Yes, yes...

You know Herr Alfred...

One should not mourn the loss of his ideals, no!

I didn't do that either then - and that was very good. Well...

now always keep your feet well on the ground, eh?

Hello!

Hanna?

Well, I didn't expect you could come so quickly.

Excuse me - it took me so long on the train.

That you're here... that you're just here!

- Now you have soap on your face! - Well, now I will sure look nice!

I immediately ran away from the rehearsal, and came here to you.

Did you now finally get your leave - three weeks?

I didn't even know whether it will fit you right ... with your many rehearsals and so...

Oh, the rehearsals will soon be over,

and after the premiere I have the whole day for you...

Listen, you know, we will of course not stay here in the hotel,

Just outside the city there are so delightful little guesthouses...

outside, in Frasca.

Well... in fact, we now could get married here!

We quickly write for the papers!

Or ... perhaps you do not love me anymore?

Why shouldn't I love you anymore?

- If I were to ask you this... - Hah, that would probably be even more foolish.

Well, I think you were very angry with me at that time in Berlin.

Angry? I was sad, desparate! Don't you understand that?

If one is so close to complete happiness.

Excuse me.

Wendlandt. Yes, Hauptmann Wendlandt.

You have become Hauptmann? (Captain)

- Yes please? - And I didn't even see it... Congrats!

Herr Hauptmann Becker has notified you? Very friendly.

So I can have that place in the courier plane to Berlin?

Yes... at four o'clock.

Yes. Thank you very much.

Yes, Hanna.

Now, you probably already know...

why it once again will come to nothing with our wedding.

- I have to go tonight... - I thought...

- I thought you're on leave? - Yes...

but I have to go anyway.

Did you get an order?

No...

But...

- But Hanna, you can't just run away in the middle of the rehearsal... - You can calm down...

- Tomorrow we can go on rehearsing. - But what did happen?

- He's already leaving tonight. - Why?

Voluntarily - without order...

What has happened, Herr Wendlandt - you already want to leave Hanna?

- Who are you? - Rudnitzky.

- Wendlandt. You already know me. - Yes, through Hanna.

I was hoping to make the personal acquaintance with you

in a more pleasurable way.

So do I, Herr Rudnitzky.

What can I do for you?

- I have a favor to ask you... - Yes?

Give Hanna some time to calm down.

- I don't know how you come... - ... to interfere in this matter?

I will tell you.

I...

I love this woman.

I mean, I really love this woman.

That does not interest me.

But it must interest you that Hanna is unhappy

since she knows you.

That her whole carreer goes down the drain, her whole art, her whole life...

I don't think of me now, I just think of Hanna...

... who I know for so many years.

But you... you both don't fit together.

This goes well beyond your judgement, Herr Rudnitzky.

- Hanna? - Yes?

You must excuse me for running away earlier, but...

I think I did not hear you right...

when are you going to leave?

Tonight.

And... without orders?

Yes.

I have met a comrade - an officer from the staff

who indicated to me that it would be better if I

made myself available to my squadron again.

I see...

he "indicated" it.

And why, if I may ask?

He would not even tell me.

Oh... so he just "indicated" it, right?

Yes, and he also got me a seat in that courier aircraft.

And now you're just going - without reasons and without any order

and I just have to put up with the fact.

Hanna!

For every hour I'm not at my squadron

another comrade has to stand in for me, has to take over my duty as well,

and right now...

Hanna...!

I beg you, do not torment me...

It's damned hard for me too... Gosh darn it!

- But you do have to accept... - No, I do not accept it.

I cannot bear it any more!

What did you actually have to bear yet?

The fact that I always have only little time for you?

- That our wedding had to be postponed? - And that's nothing?

Ah...

Just wait until they call you.

You don't even know, whether you're really needed.

Yes, I do know it.

- I want to go, I want to my comrades! - If you love me...

I beg you, don't try over and over again

to dissuade me from my decision that I consider my duty.

And I ask you to stay at least until you get the order.

I thought you knew what it means to become the wife of an officer.

- You don't have anything else to tell me? - No.

Frau Holberg please.

... So Moscow has not only broken the agreements of our friendship pact

but betrayed them in a cowardly way.

I have therefore decided today

to put the fate and future of the German Reich and our people

back into the hands of our soldiers.

Have you heard, Madam,

have you heard?

Yes... war with the Sovjets.

So that's why Herr Hauptmann had to leave so soon...

I felt so very sorry about that.

Rome, June 22, 1941

Beloved! War with the Sovjets!

Now I know why you wanted to leave. I'm so embarrassed.

While you risk your life at any moment,

I'm not even able to wait

a few weeks, a few months for you

- Writing to him, madam? - Yes, K�the.

But currently there's mail ban.

Didn't you know? It's been announced on the radio.

Tell me, Etzdorf...

Did you ever have bad luck with women, too?

Do I give the impression?

- At times... - Rubbish, man.

Machine ready to go, Herr Hauptmann.

- Good.

Well now don't ponder all the time, Wendlandt...

It's all right, the way things turned out after all... also for you.

Look... my mother is long dead.

I think she was the only woman who really loved me.

And so I climb very lightly into my crate.

So... break a leg!

I'll sing it to you, alright?

It's not yet complete...

The melody is... the words are still missing a lot.

I know some day a miracle will happen

and then a thousand fairy tales will come true.

That's nice, Alexander... when did you do it?

Lately, at night...

We both have the same star

and your destiny is also mine

You are far away and yet not far from me

because our souls are one...

Excuse me! Excuse me, Herr Rudnitzky!

A letter from him! At last...

I always knew he would write again.

It could not have been the end...

Hanna!

What's the matter, Hanna?

Etzdorf is dead.

They wanted to get me and it's got him.

Earlier he told me

it's all right the way it is, without love

it's easier to climb into the crate.

From now on I will handle it just as he did.

I no longer want back... to you.

But I'm not angry with you.

Our wedding will never be.

And this is a good thing, also for you.

Take it easy...

Paul

Attention, Dora four...

hit in oil pressure pipe...

trying to clear out...

How quiet it is here...

and how beautiful...

It was a good idea of you, Alexander, to come here.

Strange, this landscape...

So endlessly cheerful, despite the many grave monuments.

At times...

at times I myself feel like I...

want to be dead.

- Here you are... - Thank you...

- Please... excuse me... the mail for Frau Holberg, please. - Yes, here.

Thank you.

May I?

Oh, it's you.

I brought your mail.

Ah, these are just business matters anyway.

Do sit down!

Well.

What's the matter? A moment ago you came in so bright, and now...

- Well... - Because of this?

Because of this you don't have to be sad, Alexander!

You're right...

Actually, I even could be almost happy now...

and now it could perhaps even get serious between us.

Especially today...

My lawyer just wrote that my wife has agreed

to the divorce.

- All of a sudden? - Yes.

I threw her my publishing house into her greedy throat. Money talks.

Alexander - your music publisher?

What of it!

I'm free now...

though I do not quite know yet...

for what...

...or do I?

Won't you allow me this small hope, hm?

It will be later, some day!

This very small...

hope...

Hauptmann Wendlandt crashed -- Only minor injuries -- Is asking for you --

No, Alexander.

You know, I always think,

He does not really mean it as in that letter.

He only wrote that after Etzdorf's death...

No, Hanna!

Hanna...

do you still not feel that the two of you did not fit together?

If he came back to you today,

it would be just as unhappy as it was then.

If he came back to me today,

I would wait weeks, months for an hour with him.

Didn't you say yourself

One hour of happiness makes up for everything?

For all sorrow?

That's what I said, yes...

What have you got there - a telegram? Something important?

No...

a Scala offer...

...for January.

Hanna, I think it's time for the show...

I know some day a miracle will happen

and then a thousand fairy tales will come true.

I know no love can pass away so soon

that's so great and so wonderful.

We both have the same star

and your destiny is also mine.

You are far away and yet not far from me

because our souls are one.

And that is why some day a miracle will happen

and I know we will meet again.

If I had to live without hope,

if I had to believe that no one loves me,

that there will be no more happiness for me

oh, that would be hard.

If I would not know in my heart

that one day you will say to me "I love you"

life would be without any meaning for me

but I know more.

I know some day a miracle will happen

and then a thousand fairy tales will come true.

I know no love can pass away so soon,

that's so great and so wonderful.

We both have the same star

and your destiny is also mine.

You are far away and yet not far from me,

because our souls are one.

And that is why some day a miracle will happen

and I know we will meet again!

- So beautiful... that was so beautiful... - Thank you.

Please read this.

- That can wait. - No, please read it first.

- What is it? - Just read it. Please.

He will get well again.

I go to him, this very night.

When are you coming back?

Never.

Sad?

Swindle.

But I thank you.

Herr Hauptmann, you have a visitor.

Hanna...

You...

Didn't I always tell you I have a proverbial luck?

Three times they hit me, so we would finally

get three weeks time for each other.

Three - one for each week!!

- Three weeks? - Oh, that's a long time!

So perhaps we could try to get married again?

Three weeks - and then?

Yes?

The End

Translation and subtitles: Kurosuke @ Karagarga

rev2, 2010-02-02