All language subtitles for Dream.Story.2024.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H

- "Before I can answer you,

"I first must join with Satan.

"Let me gaze to
the face of truth.

"Forgetfulness is granted you.

"I know a sacred potion,
rued from magic herb,

"which renews the heart.

"But whoever needs it must
prick the herb themself,

"at midnight.

"The place is ghostly."

- Beautifully read, sweetie.

- When do we go to the opera
to see the carnival ball?

- The masked ball.

On Friday.

- Time for bed.

- Mm-hmm.

- Sweet dreams, kiddo.

- Good night.

- Good night, sweetheart.

So.

- So.

- Where were we?

Oh,

you were going to tell me

what was going through
your head last night?

- Was I?

- Mm-hmm.

- Amelia.

- When was the last time Jakob?

- Last night.

- Four months before that.

- I know.

- Without
music, life would be a mistake.

- Want a drink?

- Wanna fuck?

- What?

- Do you like the music?

- Not really.

- I'm Domino.

Have you met my girlfriend?

- Hi.

I'm Domina.

- Domina.

Domino.

I'm Dominos.

- Wanna go someplace else?

- Someplace else?

Someplace else.

- You wanna get outta here?

- Sure.

- Hello.

- Oh.

Were you thinking about those
two girls, when we had sex?

- I was thinking about the
guy who was hitting on you.

- Did it make you jealous?

- Did you want to?

- Last night, in the club,

I don't know, maybe.

But now, no.

- The thought of a total
stranger turns you on.

- Well, those remote dildo girls
turned you on, didn't they?

- Okay.

Sure, I was aroused.

- Okay.

Now we're getting somewhere.

Did you wanna fuck them?

- Going to that
club was your idea.

- Jakob, it was your idea
to talk to those girls?

Did you wanna fuck them?

- Yes, I did.

But I don't think we should
read into it too much.

- Why,

'cause you're a man?

- Because if it's nothing more
than desire, it's not real.

- Do you really believe that?

- Yes.

- If only you knew.

- If only I knew what?

Tell me.

- Do you really wanna know?

- Yes.

- Do you remember our
vacation in Denmark?

Something happened there.

- Right,

you mean the girl I saw?

- No, you already
told me about her.

Actually,

I meant,

something happened
to me in Denmark.

Do you remember the young
man sitting at the table,

next to us in the bar,

the one who got some
kind of message?

- What about him?

- I'd seen him earlier that day.

He looked at me just once,

but, he didn't smile.

In fact, his expressions
seemed to darken.

And I felt so moved,

like never before in my life.

I laid dreaming
about it all day.

If he had spoken to me,

would I have been
able to resist?

I imagine I was up for
just about anything.

But at the same time,
you were closer to me

than ever before.

That afternoon we
talked more openly

than we had in a long time,

about our future together,
about Henny, about us.

But then later at
the restaurant,

I saw him on the beach.

I was so happy to see him.

I stroked your head, kissed you.

I felt so much pity for you.

I don't think it
was a coincidence

that he and his
friends were sitting

right next to us that night.

He didn't look at me,

but I toyed with the idea
of standing up and saying,

here I am, take me.

The hotel manager came and
whispered something in his ear.

He went pale.

But then he looked at me.

And then he left the room.

- Come on.

- The next morning I woke
up with a sense of fear.

Whether it was fear he had gone

or that he might still
be there, I don't know.

But when he didn't
reappear by afternoon,

I breathed the sigh of relief.

- And?

- Since then,

I can't help but seeing
him when we fuck.

- Hello.

Okay, did you call a paramedic?

Good.

I'm on my way.

Yes, of course.

- You have to go?

- Bollinger's had
another seizure.

- Aren't there paramedics?

- I'm the family doctor, I
have to make an appearance.

- Okay.

- Hopefully it
won't take too long.

- Are you all right?

- Hello.

Marianne.

- Hello, Jakob.

Thank you for coming.

- Of course.

- He's dead.

- I'm so sorry, Marianne.

- I sent the paramedics away.

They wanted to stay, but I
said my fiance is on his way.

- Your father was
a wonderful man.

- Do you wanna see him?

- Of course.

He's in his bedroom?

- Yes.

- Father always liked
you a lot, Jakob.

And so do I.

- I like you too, Marianne.

Will your fiance be here soon?

- Yes.

- He's accepted a
professorship in Breman.

- In Breman?

- Yeah.

We'll be moving soon.

- Bremen's a beautiful city.

- My father was actually quite
worried about my brother,

we haven't heard from
him in five years.

Nobody really knows
what happened.

My father never really
wanted to talk about it, but.

- I wonder
if he can still hear us.

- Probably.

- Maybe
he just appears to be dead.

Maybe all of us just
appear to be dead

for the first few hours.

Which reminds me of a strange
story I heard at university

about a young man was seduced,

well raped actually,

by his aunt on his
mother's deathbed.

But then the corpse did,
what corpses sometimes do.

It released a final gasp
of air through its mouth.

- Jakob.

Jakob, I love you.

- Marianne.

- I don't wanna get married
and I don't wanna leave Berlin.

- Marianne, stop.

Stop, stand up.

Marianne.

- I dream of you so often.

I wonder if Amelia

acts on all her dreams.

- You're in shock,
you've lost your father.

I'm going to prescribe
you something.

- Hello darling.

I came as quickly as I could.

Thank you for coming, Doctor.

Were you here when?
- I was too late,

unfortunately.

Will you be okay on your own?

- Yes, sure.

Of course, you'll need to be
going home to your family.

- Marianne, again, my
sincere condolences.

- Thank you, Doctor.

I hope we see you again
before we move away.

- Are you okay?

- Have we met before?

- Just a lucky guess.

What are you up to?

- I actually have no idea.

- Wanna come to my place?

- Your place?

- It's right around the corner.

- Aha.

And what would we
do at your place?

- Come with me
and I'll show you.

I'm Mizzi by the way.

- Hi, Mizzi.

I'm Jakob.

- You coming?

- Say no.

- Welcome, Sir.

I'm Lady Mina.

- Good evening.

- I see you already
made your choice.

That's fine.

Prices are listed next
to the bedside table.

Condoms are obligatory.

No weird stuff.

Only what Mizzi's offering.

Have fun.

Take the red salon please.

The blue and yellow
are occupied, hm.

- Okay.

- Why don't you get undressed?

Yes, they're real.

- Tired?

- You're not wearing
any lipstick.

- Why should I?

How old do you think I am?

- Do I
really wanna get back at Amelia

with a prostitute?

What if she has a disease?

Although I've probably

already been infected with
some fatal illness, anyway.

- Gimme a deep breath.

Okay.

- So, what's it
look like, Doctor?

Can you help me?

- Of course, Mr. Bollinger,

I'm gonna take good care of you.

- I can't.

- Are you afraid of me?

- Pity.

- Maybe you're
right to be scared.

This is a dangerous city.

I'll make ends meet
elsewhere tonight.

- Thank you.

- What's your poison, sweetie?

- I'll have a beer please.

- Pils or Lager?

- Lager.

- That'll be 7.50.

- Keep the change.

- Thank you.

- Jakob,

I can't believe that you, of
all people, would come in here.

- Nick Nachtigall,

the nightingale has
flown back to Berlin.

- Come on, let's sit down.

- So,

I mean, you must
be a surgeon now.

How do you still
find time to play?

- Nah, I left it all behind.

- Why?

- Remember Zara, Zara Artovsky?

We had a torrid affair,
and you won't believe it.

Twins.

- Twins?

Wow.

Congrats man, I'm happy for you.

- Yeah.

We moved back to Rocinha,

and I'm traveling the
world with different bands.

Gotta feed those six mouths.

- Six.

You have six kids?

- Well, what can I say, Jakob?

She's Catholic, I'm a Jew.

We don't do contraception.

And I'm not great
at pulling out.

- Ah, Nick.

So you're playing
piano full time now?

- You probably don't know,

but I had a few problems.

- Shit, what happened?

- Well, there was
this guy in Fretzgita.

- Of
course I know all about it.

The kids, the woman, the
studies, his affairs.

He could have become one
of the greatest pianists

of his generation.

But unfortunately,
he had to mess

with the Minister
of Culture's Wife.

- Magda.

- For years,

I didn't hear anything from him,

until I got a call from Kosovo.

- Hello, Jakob, Jakob.

It's Nick, Nick Nachtigall.

- Nick.

Jesus, how the hell are you?

- Listen, I'll make it brief.

I need your help.

Could you please
quickly transfer me

a thousand euros via Pay app?

- Are you in trouble?

Why Pay app?

Bitcoin would also do.

- Bitcoin?

- Yeah, but no Ethereum, please.

- Look, I don't
have any of those,

but I can send you
money through Pay app.

- Well, thank God.

You're the best.

I will pay you back ASAP.

- Of course, no problem.

Is everything all right?

- Listen, this is
the email address.

- It's HAL.

- Hold on.

Okay.

- 655321@overlook.net.

- Done.

- Jakob, I would
pay it all back.

Thank you.

- Well, I know it's really late.

I'm ashamed that I
haven't been in touch

for such a long time.

Here, 300.

- Is that your fee for tonight?

- Yeah.

I have another gig
tonight, and they pay well.

- Wait, you're
playing again tonight?

- Yep, at three.

- At three?

What is it, some uber
cool Berlin thing?

- Well, yes and no.

I'm playing at a
private residence.

And I have no idea who pays me.

- Is this the first time
you're playing there?

- No, it's the third
time at that event.

The houses change.

- I don't get it.

- Well, this time it's the
Brockman Villa at Wanzi.

Jakob,

I've seen a lot in my days.

I've been in Albania, Romania,

but this,

I'm being picked up.

They'll be here soon.

- Okay, Nick,

I'm curious.

What are we talking about?

A secret party, an orgy?

- It's some sort of a ball.

- A ball?

And you're playing
the music for it?

- I'm not really sure what for.

I'm always blindfolded.

- Nachtigall, come on.

What aren't you telling me, hm?

- Recently, I was able
to peek over my mask.

- And what did you see?

- Jakob, I swear to
you, I've never seen

such a collection of stunning
men and women, never.

- So what does it
cost to get in?

- No, that's not how it works.

- Okay, so how does it work?

- You need a code word and
it's different every time.

- And tonight?

- Look at you, the
way you're dressed,

there's no way to get in.

Everyone is wearing
cloaks and masks.

They're here.

Goodbye.

- Hey, hey, hey,
hey, wait a minute.

I know the venue and
I can get a mask.

- At two o'clock in the morning?

- Let me worry about that.

Hey, all debts are paid.

- I don't want to end
up at a ditch somewhere.

- Come on.

Well?

- Verde.

Be careful.

- We're closed.

- Gibiser, it's Dr.
Friedman, do you remember me?

I treated you some time ago.

- Yeah.

What are you after, Doctor?

- I'm sorry for
disturbing you so late.

- No, no, it's okay.

I need a cloak and
a mask, urgently.

- Of course.

Come in.

I never would have thought
that the doctor has one of us.

- Yes, what can I say?

- What kind of mask you need?

I did not realize that
there was still some action

going on tonight.

- Yes, it's a private party.

- Private?

It's good.

- I need a cardinal's
cloak and a mask.

- Well then follow me.

Yeah, that's a classical way.

Yeah.

And a mask.

That's what I've got right now.

- This is perfect.

What was that?

- Wait, I don't know.

Oh, it's disgusting.

Embarrassing.

You both stay here until I
handed you over to the police.

- We only followed the
invitation of your son.

- Your son?

- Can't you see, he's crazy?

- Okay, Chizana, let's go.

We're leaving.

- You are not going anywhere.

Doctor, sorry.

Excuse the incident.

- Should I call the police?

- But we paid.

- Yes.

Online, upfront.

- Online.

Yeah.

- Take me with you.

- Okay.

- Yeah.

Yeah.

- We're going.

- Yeah, yeah.

Both of you, you stay until
I finish with the doctor.

And first of all, have a
serious chat with my son.

Come on.

- Hey, hey.

Go.

- Is he okay?

- Yeah, of course.

You see, I have to sort
something out here.

You take the costume and
have fun, enjoy the evening,

and come back when you're done.

One minute.

- What's the matter
with your son?

- He's ill you see?

- You mean mentally?

- He's depraved.

- If he's ill then
he needs help.

- Of course, and I
will take care of it.

- Promise me you're not doing
anything to harm your son.

- I promise.

I will get some medical advice.

But now I have a serious chat
with the ladies downstairs.

Have fun.

Maybe too late.

"Take this kiss upon the brow

"and imparting from you now

"thus much let me avow.

"You are not wrong, who deem

"that my days have
been a dream."

- You're sure this is right?

- Definitely.

Tell you what, I'm gonna
give you a hundred euros now

to wait over there
until I get back.

- How
long will that be?

- I don't know, maybe five
minutes, maybe an hour.

I'll give you another a
hundred if you're still here.

- Okay.

- The code word please.

- Verde.

- Welcome.

- Your coat.

- Please put on your
master and cloak.

- There's still time
for you to leave.

If you're discovered,
it'll be bad for you.

I'd be very sorry for you.

- I'll take my chances.

- Why so lonely?

Let's dance.

- Did she send you
here to check me out?

- Just let me have
him for two minutes,

then it's your yours
until the morning.

Let's go someplace else.

Do not ask.

Leave before it's too late.

And it can be too
late at any moment.

- Who are you?

- It doesn't matter.

Make sure no one follows you.

Or there will be no
more peace for you.

Go.

- Will I see you again?

- Impossible.

- Then I'm staying.

- Leave.

- This is all part of
the game, isn't it?

It's a test.

- You don't know what this is.

My life is in danger
as much as yours.

- Or is this the punishment

for someone without
an invitation?

- There is only
one penalty here.

For the last time, go.

- Come with me.

- You are crazy, I
cannot go with you.

- May I ask
a lady to dance?

- Who
the fuck are these people?

This all has to be
some kind of show.

- Password.

- Verde.

- Follow me.

- The password.

- Verde.

- Won't you do us the
courtesy of telling us

the password for the house?

- For the house?

- You've given us the
password for the entrance.

Now give us the
password for the house.

- I seem to have forgotten it.

- That's unfortunate.

Because it doesn't matter
whether you forgotten it

or never knew it, same
punishment applies.

- Take off your mask.

- Take off your mask.
- Take off your mask.

- Take off your mask.
- Take off your mask.

- Stop.

If I have insulted any of
you with my presence here,

I offer my sincerest apologies.

- Take of your mask.

You will be told to your
face what your punishment is.

- Don't touch me.

Get off me.

- Let him go.

I'm ready to sacrifice
myself for him.

- Do you know the consequences?

- I do.

- So be it.

You are free to go.

- Sacrifice, what do
you mean sacrifice?

- She must sacrifice
her own life.

- What?

Come on, what is this?

No one is sacrificing
themselves on my behalf.

- Once a promise has been made
here, there's no going back

and there's nothing you can do

to alter the fate of this woman.

- Okay.

Okay, fine, I'm scared.

You taught me a lesson.

But enough with
this carnival farce.

Tell you man up
there to let her go.

- The decision has been made.

You can now leave
this house unharmed.

- Fuck you, this is crazy.

I'll call the police.

- Beware,

you would per without saving me.

Now go.

Here I am, you can have me.

- Stop.

No.

Get off me.

What did he do with her?

Stop the car.

Stop the car.

- I
never would have thought

that the doctor has one of us.

- I'll make
ends meet elsewhere tonight.

- Won't
you do us the courtesy

of telling us the
password for the house?

- I
don't want to end up

in a ditch somewhere.

- Since then,

I can't help but seeing
him when we fuck.

- Bloody hell.

You?

You can't help me, Doctor.

- Hello.

- Hey, hey, hey,
shh, shh, it's me.

You were dreaming.

- What time is it?

- Just pass five.

- Just past five.

Did you only just get home?

- Mm.

- Bollinger died.

- No.

- We had to stay.

- I have such crazy dreams.

- What about?

- I can't say exactly.

You must be so tired.

- Well.

- What do you mean, well?

- The dream

- My dream?

Hmm.

We were at hotel in Denmark

and all at once, you were
standing in front of the window.

You embraced me

and you were so much in love.

- You too, I hope.

- Even more so.

In spite of our
love, we were sad

as if we had some
kind of premonition.

We stood outside

and the mist swirled around us.

There was a lake and a
mountain scape before us.

Suddenly it was mourning.

We both wanted to
go back into town,

but my clothes were gone.

Then I ran content and naked
around the meadow and sang.

And my voice sounded
so wonderful.

I wished people could
hear me down in the town.

I couldn't see the
village from where I was,

but I could sense it,

it wasn't Asian or
German, but somehow both.

Out of the forest came a young
man in a light, modern suit.

He looked like the Danish
man I told you about.

At the same time you
were in the sunken city,

going from house to
house, store to store

in a type of Turkish bizarre.

And you bought me the most
beautiful things you could find.

Suddenly I was no longer in
the clearing by the woods,

but on an endless
flower filled meadow

that faded into the
horizon on all sides.

Along with the
Danish man and me,

there were three or 10 or
thousand other couples.

It felt like endless
freedom, happiness.

- I saw you.

And you were ceased by soldiers.

And there were priests there

and a huge man
bound your wrists.

And I knew you were
going to be executed.

A young woman
appeared on a balcony,

she was the ruler of the land.

She looked down at you with a
severe questioning expression.

Telling us the password.

- You stood alone
surrounded by people.

I heard their murmuring
and their whispering.

The princess leaned over
the railing, it fell silent.

And she gave you a sign

as if ordering you
to come up to her.

And I knew she was
going to pardon you.

But you didn't notice her sign

or you didn't want to notice it.

With your hands still bound
and wrapped in black rope,

you stood in front
of her in a courtroom

and she held a sheet of
parchment, your death penalty.

She asked you to
become her husband

and the death sentence
would be lifted.

But you shook your head.

And I wasn't surprised,

because how could
it be any other way

than you having to remain
loyal to me for all eternity.

But then you were
in a torture chamber

with whipping blows
raining down on your back.

The princess approached you

and all that covered her
perfect and naked body

was her long hair.

And then I knew she was
the girl from the club.

She didn't say a word but wanted
you to become her husband.

And you again said no.

Suddenly she disappeared.

And I saw them putting
up a cross for you.

Your body was covered in welts.

I waited for you with
anticipation but no compassion.

An immense incomprehensible
distance laid between us.

And then you smiled at me,
as if to give me a sign

that you had fulfilled my wish.

And I found it
stupid and senseless

and wanted to laugh at you.

Because out of loyalty to me,

you had endured such torture
and didn't marry the princess.

So, I wanted you to
hear my laughter,

as they nailed
you to your cross.

And that was the
laughter that woke me up.

Then I knew you would
never cheat on me.

- Deutsch, English?

I know you're not open yet.

I'm looking for my
friend Nick Nachtigall.

Yes, Nick.

- Yeah.

- Hotel.

Do you know what hotel he's in?

- Hotel, yes.

- Hotel.

Where?

- Hotel.

- Ah.
- Hotel.

- Okay, thank you.

- Good morning,

I'd like to speak to my
friend Nick Nachtigall,

he's a guest here.

- He's in demand, your friend.

- Really?

- You're not going
to hurt him, are you?

- What, no?

Why would you say that?

- He came here at 5:30 a.m
with two guys in suits.

- Who were they?

- They didn't say.

They arrived in a SUV.

- And what did
they do with them?

- It was unreal.

They were wearing carnival masks

and your friend looked to
be in a really bad way.

- In a bad way, how so?

- They'd clearly just
given him a good beating.

And while your
friend went upstairs,

one of them paid
the bill in cash.

- Did you call the police?

- No.

- Then what happened?

- He came down with a suitcase
and they all sped off.

- He didn't leave a number
or anything, did he?

Thank you.

- Yoo hoo.

Ha, ha, you again.

What a lovely day.

- I came to return the costume

and to pay for it, of course.

- Ah, did it do the trick?

- Yes it did, thanks.

- Yeah, it's 50 for the
mask, 20 for the cloak,

a little bit extra
for the night fee

and VAT makes 130 euros.

Sorry, you can't
come inside right now

because of a little
bit of a sort out.

- What happened last night?

- What do you mean?

- With your son.

- What about my son?

- You're not going to
consult a doctor, are you?

- Like you, for example.

- I didn't say that.

- Yeah.

- And you didn't
call the police.

- Of course not.

But we found a much
better arrangement.

And now enjoy the day.

- Dr. Friedman,

Dr. Wolfenstein says hello.

Mrs. Torrens has to cancel
her 12 o'clock appointment

and there's a bed
available for Mr. Gilarge

at the Ludevic Hall.

- Can I see his file please?

- Sure.

Should I confirm the appointment
with the tax advisor,

today for 2:00 p.m?

- Yes, thank you.

- Yes.

- Hey, I just wanted
to hear your voice.

- Is it Daddy?

- Yes, darling.

- Let me speak.

Hi Daddy.

We're going to the opera
tomorrow evening, aren't we?

- Yes, we are, sweetie.

Can you put Mommy back on?

- We need to do some shopping
or should we order online?

- Here I am, you can have me.

- No.

- Yes, do that.

I have a few more
appointments today,

but I'll try to be
home for dinner.

- Okay.

Have a great day.

- You too.

- Frau Veidt,

cancel my appointments
for today.

Something's come up.

- Oh.

Yes, okay.

- What
happened to that woman?

No one is going to believe this.

A second warning.

What will be the third?

- Good morning, Doctor.

- Morning Professor Roediger.

I came by to see how
Marianne's holding up.

- In view of the circumstances,

I would say we're
doing all right.

- I wrote her a
prescription last night

and apparently I forgot
to give it to her.

- Oh, well my fiance
is now on a train

to my mother's in Bremen.

Her father's funeral is taking
place the day after tomorrow

and we plan to move there now.

- Wow, it's all
happening very fast.

- Yes it is.

I just sorted out the
moving service today

and tomorrow I'll
be joining her.

- Well then, please give
my regards to Marianne

and I wish you the best of luck
for your new lives together.

- Thank you.

I'll pass on the message.

Goodbye.

- A new life in a new city.

I've read stories of people
who suddenly disappeared

from their regular
everyday lives

and resurface
somewhere overseas,

where they begin a new life

as a completely
different person.

And to then return after years,

unable to remember where who
they were for all that time.

Like waking from a dream.

And all that remains
is a mysterious aura,

a numbness that stays with you.

And you're left
wondering if you actually

experienced that feeling

or if you only dreamed it.

Only dreamed it.

- Welcome, Sir.

I'm Lady Mina.

- Good afternoon, I'd
like to see Mizzi.

- Mizzi's not here, I'm afraid.

- When will she be back?

- Could I perhaps introduce
you to Bella and Nina?

They also offer duets.

- Where is Mizzi?

Is there a problem?

- Ms. Mizzi no
longer works here.

Now, I must ask you to
leave my establishment.

- What's going on here?

- You mean, it's
escaped your notice.

Our premises are fitted
with surveillance cameras.

Anyone coming in
and out is recorded.

A straightforward security
precaution, of course.

- What's your poison, sweetie?

- Do we know each other?

- I get that a lot.

I also work at the Nachtclub.

- So you know Nick,
Nick Nachtigall?

- Never heard of him.

What can I get you?

- I'll have the omelet
and an espresso please.

- On the way.

Omelet is on it's way.

- I changed my mind, sorry,

I'll just have the coffee.

- An overdose.

Was it heroin or punishment.

- Sorry, you just
remind me of someone.

- Oh.

- I'm a doctor.

- Have you got a
patient here with us?

- Yes, I'm Natasha
Debushka's health doctor.

- The prostitute?

- Yes, that's right.

- My colleague from
the early shift

told me that she was
brought here this morning

just before 6:00 a.m
by two strange men.

- Strange men?

- Yeah.

It was all a bit strange.

The two men disappeared
without saying anything

and just left her here.

It was probably some sex thing.

- Can you tell me
where she is now?

- Sure.

Oh, it says here that she died,

about an hour ago.

- She died?

- I'm sorry.

- No one can help you now.

- "Yet,
if hope has flown away,

"in a night or in a day,

"in a vision or none,

"is that therefore
the less gone."

"All that we see or seem.

"Is but a dream within a dream."

"A dream within a dream."

Dead?

Was she the woman who
sacrificed herself for me?

- I'll tell you everything.

I'll tell you everything.

What do we do now, Amelia?

- Be grateful, I guess.

- For what, exactly?

- That we're awake.

- Woo, woo.