All language subtitles for Bolwieser (1977) TV Version.ep2_EN

Hanni and Xaver Bolwieser married late,
both already in their thirties.

Initially, they both indulged
in a period of extreme sensuality.

For both of them, the long yearned for
happiness lasted until Hanni's father

bought an inn in Werburg,
where Xaver Bolwieser is stationmaster,

and leased it to Franz Merkl,
Hanni's former schoolmate.

A secret love affair soon developed
between Hanni Bolwieser and Franz Merkl,

which the whole town became aware of

when Hanni loaned Franz Merkl the money
to buy the inn from her father.

The Greinbr�u's landlord and his friends
were strong opponents of the affair,

and spread rumours about it
to Xaver Bolwieser.

But Hanni managed
to disperse Xaver's suspicions.

She grew cautious
and no longer met Merkl.

After a visit to Schafftaler's,
the new local hairdresser,

who seemingly fell in love
with beautiful Hanni at once,

Merkl once again managed to persuade
the woman he has now started to love

to have an adventure with him.

Hanni came home and looked
at her reflection in the mirror.

She was disgusted and spat at herself.

It's wonderful!

You look great!

I feel as if I had a new wife!
It's fantastic.

It's unique. Wonderful.

It really is a beautiful hairstyle.

Do you like it?

Yes.

You're so beautiful, Hanni.

I wish I could stay here forever,
my glamour girl.

Careful. You'll mess it up.

I'm sorry.

I'm just a little clumsy sometimes.

Why don't you go out any more?

I'm sure people gossip about it.

Merkl has been asking about you too.

Right, Merkl's been asking about me.

Yes, I suppose I could go out
again once in a while if you say so...

But it's so nice at home with you,
quite cosy.

I suppose I could pop in again

so that Merkl doesn't think
it's because of him.

But...

But I can't stand Merkl any more
since it happened.

I can't help it, but--

Merkl really didn't do anything to you.

Look, I talked the whole thing over
with him at the time.

He flew into a rage at first
and wanted to sue everybody,

but afterwards, he just had to laugh.

All right, you talked to him back then?

What else did he say?

That the Greinbr�u started it all.

They're jealous
because his business is doing well.

Yes, well, he's probably right.

And if you just sit around
in the flat all the time...

It looks as though
we were afraid of something.

That'd be the limit.

Once again, if anyone says anything,

we'll take them to court.
And that's that.

Hey, Hanni.

Yes?

Is it really true?

There was never anything
between you and Merkl? Never?

What?

You? Yuck!

Yuck!

Yes, yuck. You too then!

Just like all the others!
You believe others more than me!

Stay here, for God's sake!
Can't I even talk to you?

Let go! What do you want?
Leave me alone, let go! I tell you!

And I say no!

Attacking me?
Laying hands on me? You dog!

'Attacking me? Laying hands on me?
You dog! Miserable wretch!

It's gone too far! You'll pay for this!'

Help!

It's gone too far.

What? I want to talk to you,
but you make a scene!

You know very well
that I don't distrust you!

You can do what you like,
but I do have the right to ask!

Sure, like that time
when I was on night duty.

It was about midnight
when I came upstairs...

I shouldn't have come, because I...

I just couldn't stand it down there.

I just wanted to see you,
that's all, just to see you.

The thought kept nagging me,

so I went into the bedroom,
but you were gone.

'Hanni, ' I cried, 'Hanni!'

I wanted to wait longer,
but I had to go back to work.

I have the right to ask you that.

I see. So now you're even spying on me.

Even that.

Go to Merkl then. Ask him.

Go ahead and make your enquires.

Where... where were you that night?

Where?

Do I have to account
for every step I take now?

I can't remember.

With Merkl.

Spying on me.

Very nice of you. Brilliant.

I was probably out for a walk.

You went for a walk?

A walk? You really went for a walk?

I don't sleep for worries.

I go for fresh air.

Already I'm accused of being at Merkl's.

That's just charming.

Well done. Just swell.

Hanni. I didn't mean it like that.

Hanni, I'll never do it again, ever.

I love you, Hanni.

Forgive me, Hanni, forgive me.

Look. I haven't had any peace
since the gossip at the Greinbr�u.

And you never said a thing,

just kept on flattering me,

and kept getting wilder every night,

and all the time you were spying on me.

How two-faced.

I'm sorry, Hanni.

That's the way it goes.
At first, we devour ourselves with love,

and in the end--

No more, please.
We do have a good marriage.

We still love each other, don't we?
We've always loved each other.

If you want to do me a favour,
then go out.

Go and see Merkl tonight. Get smashed.

Hanni...

May I... may I stay home?

Yeah. Merkl.

Him...

Is it good?

It's very good.

Good morning, Mr Merkl.
You'll want to see the stationmaster.

Yes. Is he in?

Yes, of course, Mr Merkl.
His wife is always in.

His wife?

Of course.
The stationmaster is in his office.

Well, in that case...

I'll go to the office. Bye.

Bye, Mr Merkl.

Xaver?

Hello Xaver.

How come you never pop in any more?

I've had the interest ready for a week,
but nobody's picked it up.

What's the matter
with both of you all of a sudden?

You don't come around,
and Hanni struts past me.

Well...

Things don't always turn out the way
you might want them to.

You're right there, Xaver.
But now you've got some money coming.

No, it's out of the question.

I can't conduct
private business in my office.

I see.

But go on upstairs to Hanni.

But wait for me, I'll be right up.

Of course.

You've got a thing coming
when we're sitting down together.

You're really in for it,
you unreliable rascal.

Goodbye, gents.

You got nothing to do?

I see.

Oh, it's you.

Yeah...
I just came to bring you the interest.

Oh, yes... the interest.

Just come on in.

Go ahead.

Why didn't you give the money to Xaver?

He's been in your pub often.

In my pub? Xaver?

He's never been there.

I've just been
downstairs to complain to him.

What? Never?

Never? But he said...

I always sent him there.

I just told you, never.
What's the matter with him, anyway?

That's funny...

Strange... but he always said
he was going there.

I haven't seen him since Lederer died.

I can't understand it.
Where on earth does he go to?

Hanni.

What's the matter with you?

Has he found out?
Has he noticed something?

Does he know anything? Say something.

What's happened?

Nothing, really.

Nothing, 'really'?

So there is something. What is it?

Maybe he's still embarrassed
by the gossip.

That's why I stopped
coming to your place.

It's over between us.

It must be over.

Over.

Everything is over.

It's over.

Don't entertain hope.

You can see for yourself,
the eternal gossip.

It's over.

And I'm completely happy with my Xaver.

Who's gossiping? Who?

My God, who cares who's gossiping?
Windegger gossips.

Because I stopped buying
his stinking venison.

The Greinbr�u proprietor gossips too.

Because he's envious.
It's ill will and envy.

And your waitress, Marie,
the one you fired, she's gossiping.

She...

She's been telling people
how I came out of your office once.

I was buttoning up my skirt,
and Scherber passed it on.

And Sailer and Windegger
happened to see me

leaving the house at night back then.

But Xaver knows about that too.

That was settled long ago.

So... Xaver knows about that?

Yes. I told him I'd gone for a walk.

It was such a fine day.
Of course he checked up on me.

Checked up on you?

Yes, but it's nothing to worry about.

But Sailer and Windegger didn't see
where you were going?

No, I don't think so.

All right. Then no one saw you.

It's just rumours.

Just wait.
We'll see who's going to win.

I'll sue the lot of them.

I'll take
those dirty slanderers to court.

You're going to take them to court?

What if something came out?

How could anything come out?

Trust me.
That lot will shut their gobs soon.

Understand?

Nobody knows anything,

just you and I.

And I think we're all right there,
aren't we?

There you go.

Hanni, where are you?

We're here.

Can you imagine, Merkl's going
to take the slanderers to court.

Exactly. I'm going to see
Lawyer Finkelberger tomorrow.

It's the only way
to deal with those slanderers.

What do you think?

Take them to court?
How does one go about it?

It's simple.

Hanni and I lodge a complaint,
as the slandered party.

You'll have to testify
that there was nothing between us.

Yeah, I suppose you're right.

I was thinking along the same lines.
It can't go on like this.

Yes, Xaver, Merkl is right.

We mustn't put up with this any longer.

State your name.

Bolwieser.

B-O-L-W-I-E-S-E-R.

First name?

Xaver Ferdinand Maria.

Date of birth?

20.07.93.

Place of birth?

Bergreichenstein, Bohemian Forest.

Address?

Werburg, 4 Bahnhofsplatz.

Marital status?

Married.

Children?

None.

Confession?

Roman catholic.

Occupation?

Stationmaster.

And your nationality?

German.

Are you willing
to make your statement under oath?

Yes.

Perjury is not simply
a grave sin before God, our Lord.

Our duty, to say nothing but the truth,
doesn't only possess a moral character.

No. Perjury elicits
a heavy penalisation from the law too.

Intentional perjury
is punishable by jail,

negligent perjury by imprisonment.

Minimum imprisonment of two years.

Will you please step forward
to take the oath?

- I swear,
- I swear,

that I will tell the truth,
the whole truth,

without omissions or additions,

without omissions or additions,

- so help me God.
- so help me God.

You know what this is about,
Stationmaster.

The defendants maintain your wife

is having a love affair
with Landlord Mr Merkl.

Do you concur,

or have you had similar suspicions
in recent times, Stationmaster?

No. It's out of the question.

Not even once.

Right?

All right.

I'd like to point out

that you can refuse to give evidence
if you so desire.

So, you never had any suspicions.
Have you?

No. If the gossip had continued,
I would have taken the matter to court.

Your Honour, as a civil servant, I am--

All right.

However, the accused maintain
that they saw your wife

at around midnight on 14 September.

Your wife.

The three accused
maintain that they saw your wife

walking past the Greinbr�u,
very well attired,

and in a rather strange manner.

Do you know anything about this?

My... wife?

At midnight? On 14 September?

No, I can't tell you anything.

I was on night duty.
I can't leave my post.

Chubby, why didn't you just tell
the truth, for God's sake?

Why didn't you say
that you came up to see me,

and that I'd gone for a walk? Hey!

Say something.

Hey, Xaver. You poor thing.

Merkl knows about it, too.

Xaver, Merkl knows it too.

That you lied.

Why, why on earth
did you testify like that?

We'd gone over it many times.

But

I just couldn't say anything else.

I just wanted to help you.

God Almighty.

For my sake. Really for my sake.

It's done now.

Nobody's the wiser.

Except for Merkl.
And he'll keep his mouth shut.

Definitely.

I have to go.
I have a hairdresser's appointment.

Well, Madam,
did everything go all right?

I had to leave early.
For my shop, you understand.

We won.

The slanderers have to pay 300 marks.

Justice has still prevailed today.

Yes, but they don't make it easy.

Hard to believe that people could have
such problems in a village like this.

They are totally ignorant
of the real world.

Our lives in Munich
are much more anonymous.

It's more pleasant,
as you can imagine, Madam.

Your complexion is beautiful,

soft like a peach.

By the way, it's good
you and Mr Merkl won your case.

Coffee, Mr Schafftaler.

Just a moment, please.

Interesting fact, by the way, Madam.

You're setting a trend.
Most ladies wear their hair like you.

Sure nobody can see us?

No. They're on their break
in the back room.

But Chubby.

Stop being so serious.

All you have to do is to be nice to me.

Nice and loving.

But I am, Hanni. And I always will be.

Forever and ever.

And ever.

And ever.

My poor, fat little lad.

And ever.

And ever.

He swallowed the bait. I knew he would.

Where is your husband, Mrs Bolwieser?

He's not ill, is he?

Not at all. He's on night duty.

But since he doesn't dance anyway,
and doesn't enjoy these festivities,

he's entrusted me to Mr Schafftaler.

He knows I'll be well looked after.
Cheers!

Xaver, are you ready?

You're hurting me.

Come on, come to your little lap dog.

To your hen-pecked husband.

Come on, hurry up!

I want to have you, right now.

What's the matter with you?
You're wearing me out.

It's not normal.
You're worse than a bull.

I can't help
that you keep getting tastier.

By God, where is this going to lead?
Xaver? Rooster?

It has to slow down sometime.

Other people are married too,

and they don't ruin
their health like that.

I can bear it.

But I'm not your toy!

Yes, you are, my little wench.

How much money do you need in Munich?

If I have to stay over,

a hundred.

Perhaps 150?

Maybe 150.

One hundred is enough.

It's on the sewing machine.

Thank you, Hanni.

100, 200, 300... No.

300 is too much.

Don't forget anything this time.

No.

Time to go.

Taxi!

Taxi!

- To Caf� Krantz, please.
- Oh sure, to Caf� Krantz, sir.

I have trouble with my wife.

It's not significant.
I want to live, and she holds me back.

All of a sudden she starts to economise,
although...

With Schafftaler, her lover,
I'm sure she behaves differently.

With him, all she does is make love.

But with me she's cold.

With her lover
she wants all kinds of bliss.

She never lets me
indulge the way I like.

But I'll make her pay for it now.

I'm not hen-pecked. Not really.

Now I'll show her.
She'll see what I'm made of.

You're not expecting anybody else now.
Nobody. Am I right?

No, sweetheart. It's over now.

But we can stay a bit longer.

We're all alone now.

Without inhibitions.

All right, Chubby.
You can have anything you like now.

And nobody can hear us, can they?

We never get no police here.

We never get no police.

She's well put together,
the little Chinese bitch.

But look, I've got a lot more to offer.

But darling, no need to be so wild.

Whenever I see a guy fondle you,

I want to put them down.

Right, darling.

Let's have another drink.

There.

Cheers!

You're hurting me, darling.
Don't be rough. Be a bit more gentle.

That's 70.50 marks.

70.50 marks?

It's cruel.

But we've got it.

There you go.
And prepare another bottle.

And three cups of mocha!

Yeah, that's refreshing.
It'll revitalise you.

He's quite the jumping stallion.

No, I'm no jumping stallion.

I'm a

real breeding bull.

Aren't I?

My dress. My best dress.
You tore my best dress!

No way.

Here.

Here you go!

But you're a...

But you're a... whore.
This is a total whorehouse here!

You're a bitch.

You're all whores!
What a bunch of bastards, all of you!

Fuck your mother.

Yuck!

Hanni.

You,

I can't exist without you.

I can't live if you don't like me.

You!

You have to treat me nicely.

Sure, Xaver.

I'll treat you nicely. I do that anyway.

Do you still like me?

Sure I like you.

- Morning, Mangst.
- Morning, sir.

Fetch the documents I need to sign.
And hurry.

Yes sir, at once.

Here you are.

Not so hard, Xaver.

You're hurting me. Xaver.

It's wearing me out.

In the long run.

You're my property.

I do what I like with you.

Hanni.

Forgive me, Hanni.

Please forgive me.

Don't hold a grudge.

With him.
With the other guy. At his place.

With him.

With the other guy.

With the other guy. At his place.

At his place.

With him. With the other guy. With him.

At his place. With him. At his place.

With the other guy.

Hanni!

You smell of beer.

The other one's more appetizing, eh?

Go to bed.

I'm sorry. I'll never get drunk again.

Hanni, let's start all over again.

We'll cancel Merkl's loan.
I'll leave my job.

Get out of Werburg. Go some place.

A house or a cottage.
Farmer or old age pensioner or...

Anything at all.

Just the two of us alone on an island,

floating on a cloud,

enjoying our beautiful love,

just being happy,
like the lilies in the field.

Well, that was another delicious meal.

I'm glad you liked it, Chubby.

Hey, Merkl has been complaining
that you always avoid him.

You used to go and see him often,
and you haven't quarrelled.

Yeah? He's complaining?

Why should I go and see him?
So people gossip again?

Well, we just don't want any hostility.

You often used to go there.
Why don't you come along with me?

No.

I used to have a reason to go.

I had to go. Because of Dad.

But now...

But Hanni,
that's no reason to avoid him.

I mean--

Are we dependent on him now?
This keeps getting better.

You see him twice every week.

Who does he think he is?

And anyway, he shouldn't be so pushy.

He's lucky we let him have the money.

My God, Hanni, I don't care.

Let him talk, and that's it.

You happen to be popular
and idolised wherever you go.

And you're the stationmaster's wife.

I'd prefer less attention.

I'm sorry.

Go home, you drunken oaf.

So, what's the matter?

Xaver, you know I'm your friend.

But I can't sit by and watch any longer.

What do you mean?

How Hanni cheats on you right and left
with that slimy Schafftaler.

For months now, Xaver.

I know I'm hurting you, Xaver,
but I can't help it.

I had to tell you, Xaver.

Xaver!

What?

I see.

So you're saying she's cheating on me?

Yes, quite.

Every day!

Yeah?

She's cheating on me with Schafftaler?

Hanni does.

I see.

They just said it about me.
I was suspected for nothing,

but it's definite with Schafftaler,

I can swear to it, under oath.
I have witnesses.

I never thought Hanni was that kind.

Never.

To think how two-faced, unscrupulous,
how deceitful she can be towards you,

it hurts me to the core, Xaver.

Deceiving a decent chap like you, Xaver,

it's so low-down and dirty.

I can't help it. I think it's shameless.

You can't let it go on like that, Xaver.
It'll ruin you.

If I know you,
it'll be the death of you.

Yeah, Franz.

Women.

A single one can ruin ten men
and still survive.

It's terrible. And yet I know
Hanni's fond of me too.

I couldn't complain about her.
It's terrible.

I just don't understand.
It's inhuman, inhuman.

But what am I supposed to do?

What?

I know I'm hurting you, Xaver, but

after all, I'm your pal.

What is it? What's the idea?

Schafftaler's waiting downstairs, Hanni.
Schafftaler's waiting.

What?

What are you saying?

Schafftaler. Mr Schafftaler
the hairdresser is waiting downstairs.

Schafftaler.

The man you love much more
than you do me.

Much, much more than me.

You're drunk.

Go to bed, you disgusting man.
You're disgusting.

I do love you much more
than Schafftaler.

I won't do him any harm at all.

I won't say a word.

Be quiet now!

Be quiet now.

Quiet.

Betrayed. It must have been Merkl.

It must have been Merkl.

Yes, you're right.

I need a wash.

Jesus, you're ruining yourself
with all this boozing.

You're totally unhinged.

Yes, my God.

It's easy to slip into drinking

without knowing how.

What...

What happened last night?

Nothing happened.

You snored, that's all.

You always do when you're drunk.

Yes, somebody has to drum up
the necessary money.

My shop could be a gold mine.

It's your turn now, Madam.

Hello, Mrs Mosbach.

I don't give a damn any more.
One way or the other.

But Franz, what's the matter? You...

You...

You know exactly what.

Come on, don't put on an act.

What's that supposed to mean,
for God's sake!

I won't be talked to like that!

Save that tone for your waitresses,
not for me!

Right, it's a no?

All right.

Then Xaver's in for it.

I don't care. It's in my hands now.

I see.

We cared for each other for this?

Is this why I gave you my money,
created a livelihood for you,

so that you can be so mean now?

You're disgusting, you scoundrel!

Do what you like for all I care.

And we'll see who gets the worst of it!

We could use
the money ourselves right now.

What do you still want?

I'm leaving now.

I'll leave you in peace.

I won't bother you any more.

Either stay or go!

Stop moping about.

'To Mr Franz Merkl,
landlord of the Torbr�u,

at the very same town, 4 Marktplatz.

In today's writ, we hereby inform you
that on 1 August of this year

our loan to you
of the sum of 50,000 marks

fifty thousand marks, is terminated.

We request you arrange the repayment
of the sum and its interest

by the agreed date.'

I have to.

'In today's writ,

we inform you
that by 1 August of this year,

the loan of 50,000 marks is terminated,

and request that by the agreed date...'

Why are you sneaking about?

You've startled me.

Why aren't you at Merkl's?

Like any other day?

Excuse me, Hanni. I only meant to...

And since you said,
I shouldn't drink any more...

And...

Forgive me, Hanni, if I scared you.

It's strange.

I never forbade you

to go to the bar.

It's just,

you're constant boozing.

It's that

what I don't like.

You're always twisting things!

Forgive me, Hanni,
but that's how I took it.

I've...

written a letter to Merkl.

We want our money back.

Of course, our friendship will end now.

We do need our money now.

I see.

Well, yes. It's...

It is your money.

Jesus!

Idiot!

Are you totally impossible
to talk to now?

Don't get so worked up, Hanni.

I only meant...

It really is your money.

If you say so, yes.

You're right, you're perfectly right.

You have to sign it as well.

You've always been right. Always.

Right. We'll send off
the letter tomorrow.

'With this letter we wish to inform you

of the termination
of your loan of 50,000 marks

as of August 1st of this year...'

All right then.

You asked for it.

Xaver.

I think it would be a good idea

if I went to visit my parents
for a week or two.

I haven't heard from them
for a long time.

And I think some time apart
wouldn't do us any harm.

We're cooped up together all the time.

Everything will be all right again
when I come back.

Mr Merkl, make sure
you know what you're doing.

The life and livelihood
of an honest civil servant are at stake.

I have to do what I have to do.

- Mr Bolwieser?
- Yes.

I am arresting you
on suspicion of perjury.

May I collect my things?

Of course. Goodbye, gentlemen.

Goodbye.

That's her doing, hers alone.
She's aiming to ruin him.

I want you
to sent a telegram to Passau at once.

'Stationmaster Bolwieser
arrested on suspicion of perjury.

Signed: Mangst, secretary.'

Bolwieser,

you are released until further notice.

But I'm...

I am guilty. I--

Not my business.

You're allowed out until the trial
by order of the examining judge.

But

I can't be seen in public now.

Where could I go?

This is impossible.

No histrionics now, Bolwieser.
I'm just doing my job.

Good afternoon, Stationmaster.

Scherber?

- Yes?
- He's back.

- Who?
- Bolwieser.

Can't you hear it?

He's been pacing up and down,
for hours, relentlessly.

It's his bad conscience, Mrs K�ser.

It's eating up his soul
and incinerating his brain.

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. God Almighty.

He won't harm himself, will he?

Oh no. I'll just take his things up.

Mr Bolwieser?

Yes?

Here are your personal belongings.
I gathered them for you.

Here you are.

Thanks.

My personal belongings.

Hanni, darling Hanni.

It's your fault.

You ruined me!

You whore.

You dirty bitch.

Hanni, sweetheart.

You Satan, you hypocritical bitch!

You stinking tart, stinking!

Poor, darling, sweet, saintly Hanni.

No.

In the name of the State,
I pronounce the following verdict:

The accused, Xaver Bolwieser,
Stationmaster in Werburg,

has been found guilty
of premeditated perjury,

and is sentenced
to four years imprisonment.

He is also stripped of his civil rights
for a duration of four years.

The condemned will pay for the trial.

The reasoning behind the verdict:

As per the accused's confession,
his sworn statement on 3 March this year

at his very court,
concerning his wife's uninterrupted stay

at his service flat in the night
from 14 to 15 September of last year

was premeditated
and false, against his better judgement.

The reality is, he personally
checked repeatedly and found,

that his wife was absent,
as he stated in this trial.

This court
finds his statement to be credible.

The accused is guilty of perjury

as specified in paragraph 154
of the penal code.

There are no mitigating circumstances.

On the contrary,
the matter is made more serious

by the fact that the accused,
being a civil servant,

belongs more than ever to a profession
which is a pillar of our society.

The accused has caused
irreparable damage

to his profession
and the German Civil Service as a whole,

which will seriously diminish
the trust of the population

in all our state institutions.

Take him away!

One pair of suspenders...

one tie...

one shirt...

one pair of trousers.

Come on.

Jesus Christ, shut it in there!

If you can't be quiet,
there'll be trouble!

Yes, but... I was only dreaming.

Yes, dreaming. We know
all about those dreams. Now be quiet!

I'll slice her up. Rip her apart.

I'll pull out her intestines one by one,
tear her to pieces.

I'll trample on her.

Quiet, you.

The fact is, Mr Bolwieser,

I'm sorry to have to inform you,

your wife is asking for a divorce.

You won't even have to appear in court.

I understand, Mr Bolwieser.

To appear in your state
would be embarrassing.

Yes. Thank you.

You'll...

You'll have to sign here.

Right here, please.

Will you take me back now?

Werburg.

Anybody there?

What is it?

Where the hell are you headed?

Nowhere really.

Don't just stand there like an imbecile.
Come on, come in.

Are you a wandering journeyman?
Are you lost?

I don't know the area any more.

Well... Jesus.

If you can get comfy on the bench...
That's all I have.

Give me your coat.

It's good yarn. You must be a fine gent.

What you wear is worth a penny or so.

What do you do

usually?

Done anything dodgy?

On some wanted list?

Oh no.

But I'm not sure what I'll do now.

Please, let me stay tonight.

Please.

Fine by me. Sit down.

But tell me who you are at least.

Bolwieser's the name.
I used to be stationmaster in Werburg.

Oh yes, so that's you.

Yeah, that rings a bell.

I see, so that's who you are.

I have been to Werburg several times.
I might have seen you then.

Here, it'll warm you.

Have some food.

Were you madly in love
with your woman?

Oh yeah, what love can do...

Apparently she married a hairdresser.

The hairdresser?

Nobody knows the details.

Oh yeah, what love can do...

It can't ever last forever.

Over time one of the two lets it slide,

and that drives the other one
increasingly insane.

In the end it becomes an inferno.

Best to stay away.

Nobody can change their nature.

Yeah, that's true enough.

And as the devil knows,
it ain't nobody's fault.

Turn off the light when you're done.

Are you going back to Werburg?

It's a good four-hour walk.

Hoping to conquer your woman again?

Is the boat yours?

Yep. I'm the ferryman here.

Right. Go chop some wood
behind the house.

I'll do the cooking.

Estranged
from all transient vivaciousness,

as though
his human nature was swept away.

Only the eternal ebb and flow
of the elements can move him now.

KG SUBS BY TIM COOPER