Original subtitles

The Apple Fell

The old story of Adam and Eve...

...retold by:

with motifs from the musical comedy of the same title by:

(the song excerpt will be translated later in the movie)

All persons, scenery and incidents are a product of pure fantasy.

They have absolutely nothing in common...

...with well known or unknown, living or dead persons.

Adams Apple juice...

Is this your final word? - Yes.

Is this your final word? - Yes.

WHY DESPAIR?

GET OUT OF THE RUINS CLEAN OUT THE RUBBLE

GET OUT OF THE RUINS CLEAN OUT THE RUBBLE

Clean out the rubble, get out of the ruins, that's the first thing.

Thus all windows in this sanatorium have such a sensible device...

...designed to remove the patient from his surroundings for a while.

This sensory deception is only symbolic in nature, basically,

a separation from the woes of our times,

still, it does have an amazing effect.

You think you can forget what's behind? - For the time being, yes.

And after he is released? - Then the patient is cured,

and, being renewed both physically and psychically,

able to see things as they are without being dragged down by them.

The patients choose their own view according to taste or fixation.

Here are some of our designs:

'Desert Island',

'Under Blossoming Trees',

'Above the Clouds',

'The Call of the Sea',

'Silence of the Woods'.

Also, some examples of actual places.

'A Panorama of Vienna',

by day or by night.

'Sur les toits de Paris',

that means, over the rooftops of Paris.

The Matterhorn.

New York's Statue of Liberty. - Very popular, lately.

Venice...

...the Grand Canal.

I spent my honeymoon in Venice.

So, Venice then, maybe?

Oh no, please, 'Desert Island'.

You'd like to be alone. - Yes.

Far away from it all. - Yes. - You are...

You are not happily married? - No.

In any case, there are problems. - Yes.

You have somebody besides...? - Yes.

...and, of course, your wife doesn't appreciate this? - No.

That is why you want to separate from your wife. - No.

Ah, I see. That's why the other lady wants to leave you. - Eve? No.

So you want to get rid of her? - No.

Come again? If you don't want to give up either of them, what do you want?

Both. - Give up both? - No, keep both of them.

But that's not going to work out. - That's it. Nothing works out at all.

That's why... that's why I'm here.

May your doctor ask a frank question? - Go ahead, Professor.

Who do you think is responsible for your condition?

The circumstances. - And what else?

'The Times'... I don't know... Fate... the devil knows what else.

And yourself? - Beg your pardon? - You are not to blame? - Me?

Why? - Typical.

You, of course, are a VoT. - I never joined anything.

No, you misunderstood, I said 'VoT'.

Victim of the Times. - That's it... VoT.

Naturally, you're also sharing the opinion ''The Times'

is an incurable, contagious disease.

Yes, that's what I do think.

The whole world is sick, after all. - But not beyond cure.

And the perils are extremely overrated.

It's just another disease, like measles, whooping cough or mumps,

a childhood disease of humanity.

And its cause, and that's where you're wrong, Herr Schmidt, lies within you.

Oh yes. It is you who infected 'The Times'.

Not you, personally. We all did. Now they are wasting away,

with bacteria consuming world history like swarms of locusts eclipsing the sun...

...and people scream blue murder because they get the sniffles...

...and can't afford silk to blow their congealed noses into.

Given this diagnosis, I propose the following course:

Restoration of the human being from within,

by self-education based on one's own insight.

Once human beings are detoxed, the Times will also be germ-free.

And this weird globe...

...wait, did you put this in motion?...

...will spin upwards again.

And what will I do about the two ladies?

Herr Schmidt, where are the ruins?

Out there.

And what goes for the ruins goes for the ladies, too.

I'm hoping you removed all traces.

He's here, isn't he? - The dog will have to go.

Good boy, Mδnne. You found your master.

Who are you looking for, please? - Mr. Adam Schmidt.

Mr. Schmidt? Mr. Schmidt is with the professor.

The dog must go.

One more thing.

If you please... - Very kind of you.

Langenselzer Silberrentten. (? ) - You're a farmer?

No, a factory owner. Canned goods and juices.

'Adam's Apple Juice'. - Oh, so that's you?

Herr Fachinger was here as well, last year.

Well, production is slowly getting into gear, but...

Anyway, just take your pick.

Just a moment, please. It is not allowed to eat it.

What I'm asking of you is to take the apple up to your room...

...and place it in a spot where you can see it.

Thus it will be a constant source of temptation, as it's supposed to.

It is your task to resist that temptation,

because it is strictly forbidden to eat that apple.

For you, it is an exercise in will power.

For me, a measure of your sincerity in wanting to get better.

That's what I call it. Let's see, 104, 19.

If you were to break this rule, be it by design or forgetfulness,

I would unfortunately have to ask you...

...but hopefully, it will not come to that.

Forget about place and time, but not about the apple.

Er... OK.

Adam.

Eve.

Next, please.

Mδnne is here as well. - Mδnne? Where is he?

Mδnne.

The dog will have to stay outside.

He's been crying his eyes out, looking for his master.

Couldn't even sleep.

Hasn't eaten a thing. - And you? I mean, how did you get here?

I just followed Maenne. We've been so worried.

What did the doctor say?

So yours is not a happy marriage, Frau Schmidt?

But yes, it is, in a broad sense. It is working fine.

My husband is very adjusted to me.

Nevertheless, he's been having an odd relationship with his secretary.

Aren't you needed back in the office? - Dr. Lutz has gone as well.

Dr. Lutz... - Yes, he left with your wife.

I think it would be better if I remain here with you.

No, that's not possible. They put me on a diet.

Then I'd better go. - Yes.

I have to go upstairs. Bye.

What will I do about the dog? - Guess I'll have to take him, then.

I guess so.

At least I'll have something. - Right.

Well, then...

Nice of you to drop by with Maenne.

Your husband's here. - That so? Where? - Here.

But why? - He's here for treatment. - Oh, I see.

Your so-called friend Peter refused to admit me, though.

He's not a friend, we just got acquainted way back then. Can't stand each other.

What's going on? - Which room is Mr. Schmidt's? - 104, but...

Thanks a lot. - It is not allowed... - I know.

What are you up to?

I'd like to talk to my husband, if you don't mind.

Fancy that. All of a sudden?

Thought you didn't want me to get a divorce. Bad for business, you said.

What's this sudden new fascination with this ridiculous garden gnome?

He's got something we both lack, Lutz. He's got a heart.

I like that.

Lilly.

What do you want? - You really don't look too good.

Yes.

I'm worried about you. - Sure... - Sure.

Could it be you really don't know how much I care?

No. - Um... that's how men are, after all.

You keep forgetting that a woman has a soul.

Come over here.

Let's talk about everything in a reasonable manner.

Coochie Coo.

This... this has been delivered for you, Mr. Schmidt.

Thank you.

I almost forgot... there was a letter with the package as well.

Professor Petri.

Doctor Lutz. So you're still around. - Bad weeds grow tall.

So do medicinal herbs.

Still out protecting those humans? - More than ever. - Very reasonable.

Idealism is a commodity much in demand these days.

Did you want to see me? - God, no. I merely accompanied Mrs. Schmidt.

Fare thee well. - You can bank on it.

And leave the Schmidt's alone. The husband really is in a bad situation.

I'll be seeing you tonight at ten in 'Satan's Lounge'.

It's that little bar on Breastplate. Make reservations for a booth.

We'll see...

I have a secret rendezvous with my husband. I feel quite nefarious.

Dinner will be served in five minutes, Mr. Schmidt.

It's just opposite Breastplate. Don't be too late,

the last tram leaves at ten. Forever yours, Eve.

Cafι Paradise. The cosy family spot.

Mm...paradise...

Double mill.

'Satan's Lounge' Every Saturday Witches'Sabbath

Song: I could kiss you from memory,

because I'm so familiar with your mouth.

You even don't have to know it,

but my heart is beating way too loud while kissing you.

The scent of your hair, the brightness of your eyes,

are to blame that I suffer so much in my yearning.

The sound of your voice, the squeeze of your lips,

is following me wherever I'm going.

I want to kiss you inwardly,

on your heart that trusts me,

But I should know from memory,

that LOVE is just a building on sand.

SATAN'S LOUNGE

Schmidt 104 Apple 19 16th of April at night

Well, Mr. Schmidt... I'm very sorry...

...but rules... - I'm leaving on a voluntary basis.

You just can't cover your fate with some Venetian blinds.

It will just penetrate...

Your system has got some cracks, Professor.

You dare to call your banal love story being fate?

Someone dies on his broken braces,

the other one drowns in the flood, which isn't funny either.

and I'm daring to die on my modest and tiny problem, which I can't solve.

That's more fate than I can bear.

Call it what you want, but is this settlement a solution?

Man just has to shape his fate by engaging all powers of heaven and hell.

And, pardon me - also to kill that 'Old Adam' within you.

I rather got the impression that heaven and hell always used all their powers...

...to deliver my fate cut and dried.

What do you think, Professor? Why did 'Old Adam' had to leave paradise?

Because of the fall of man?

That's how Moses tells us in the bible, anyhow.

This is where Moses is failing.

Because it was planned from the beginning that Adam had to leave there,

in order to...

...populate this funny little globe.

Right?

There you are.

What is the relevance of that so called question of guilt, then?

Would he had an influence on his fate?

No, no. Dear Professor.

You can say what you want, but it wasn't supposed to be right from the beginning.

Times. Circumstances. Fate.

They are stronger than us. No pills will help.

Good night.

I just can't let you leave to your fate, Mr. Schmidt.

You call my banal love story fate?

What do you want to do now?

Let heaven and hell engage all their powers.

The last tram has gone, too.

That's very unpleasant. - That's fate.

When will the first tram leave tomorrow? - 5:47.

You have been at... 104. - Just wait a minute.

I'll be waiting right here. - At the hall?

Hmm... I can't sleep after all.

As you like it. Is there anything I can do?

Everything we do is mistaken from the very beginning.

From the VERY beginning.

Did you see that funny thing?

I think it's supposed to be the first human. - Oh, well...

It's merely a specimen, here for observance.

Gee, he even can't fly...

Angel.

What may I do for you, little one?

Show me how to do it. - You ain't got any wings.

Why don't I have got wings? - Because you are human.

Human?

Song: From the very beginning, everything was good,

full of harmony and dignity.

and no one thought that it could be even better.

Oh Hosianna jubilee...

...that it could be even better.

From that day on, it became more and more,

of splendour and perfection.

More beautifully and more blissfully,

and more wonderfully as you know.

Oh Hosianna... - Shush.... jubilee,

Blink: Shush.

On the way to perfection.

So all this will come tomorrow,

as in Heaven, so on Earth.

You don't have to worry,

it just will be better and better.

( Child: inaudible) - Oh Hosianna jubilee...

Oh Hosianna jubilee.

Oh Hosianna jubilee.

as in Heaven, so on Earth.

ATTENTION SILENCE ON AIR

With the final movement of the Grand Hosianna Fantasy in A-zure for...

...cloud organ and mixed angel choir, we accomplished our morning concerto.

We continue with the heavenly newscast.

The first human, given the provisional name of Adam...

...who, a we did report in a previous aeon, was released after a modest celebration,

don't seems to fit our expectations at this moment.

His stay in the cosmos did cause some...

...serious disturbances to the planetary system.

Details are unknown up to now.

Taking this into consideration, the news about further disputes at the committee...

...for the final design of Planet Earth are getting even more important.

Unanimity could be proclaimed just for one fact:

The Earth is a globe.

This is the sad result of the conference that lasted eons, gentlemen.

Protest.

Just because all that different opinions have been discussed,

proves the success of the whole thing.

(inaudible chattering)

Furthermore, your Excellency doesn't remember that we agreed upon dividing...

...that globe into a western and an eastern half,

and not into a northern and southern one, as you did propose.

OK, but these are just administrative results, not constructive ones, Lucifer.

Amazingly, all agreed upon the fact that all rivers will be flowing downward.

don't underestimate the meaning of that simple word: downwards, your Excellency.

The whole development of the economical, cultural and political life is based on it.

Gentlemen. We can...

For God's sake, what's the little one got there?

Come here, Adam.

Just a moment, please.

Just a minute, Gentlemen. What have you got here?

That's a lamp.

That's not a lamp, It's a star.

A star? - Yes.

Where does the star belong to?

To the sky. - Well then, so we should put it there.

Humans are not entitled to grab stars from the sky.

Human.

Why this frown?

This aviator also said I'm a human.

So what? That is something very nice.

He said it in a funny way.

I don't want to be a human, Uncle Petri.

Petrus, dear child, not Petri. Petri is genitive.

So you better take a seat here and listen to me.

May I rather play with that big ball down there? - Just sit down.

Excellency...

...don't we want to come back to Earth? - Yes, yes, yes. Where did we stop?

At 'can', where you are always remaining.

So what do we really have in our hands?

The only thing we have got besides some ideas is this unfinished model.

What about paradise? Paradise is just an exhibit.

It's obvious that we can't manufacture a single piece like that in a serial line.

And those deadlines...

The human has been finished but on Earth nearly everything is missing.

For example: what about Europe's future,

if we can not agree upon a common idea? Just look for yourself.

Oh well, dear Earth.

She's gone.

Human.

Maybe the parts could be glued together again?

Of course you can... but this breakdown will throw us back for ages.

Session is finished.

Just another conference that has been a failure.

But this time we are not to blame, this human being is just acting impossible.

what's the matter?

I was just thinking about the fact that you made another one of that kind.

Eve.

That might be a solution.

Give me the Heavenly Workshop, please.

Adam and Eve. Do you think that will end human foolishness?

If you'd ask me, that really will be the beginning.

Hello. - Workshop. - Petrus.

Ziehlke? How's about Eva?

Eve?... - Yes.

Excellency, I don't know right now... - This Human No.2.

Oh, yes. The one we made from the rib. - Yeah.

May we see a bit of that? - Well, she's finished in some way.

So what?

Well, um... huh...

Best thing you check her for yourself.

We will take a look right now.

Miss Seraphim, we'll fly away. - Yeah.

May I fly with you?

Yes, come along.

Why should that human participate?

Maybe he got some wishes that could be fulfilled.

Right of self-determination? - Yes, a free will.

The act of creation does include this possibility.

A heavenly idea. - Right?

Yes, that is liberating us from being responsible.

Lucifer.

Petrus.

Adam, come along...

Well, we wanted to do some tuning tomorrow if she will be approved today.

But something looks wrong.

That's the way she was supposed to be... instead of...

Yes, I know. Please turn her around.

The rear is just fine.

However, It's all slightly more curved.

Well, am I wrong or did Adam did grow again?

Indeed. He is 7 times bigger than the elephant.

But That's rubbish. The elephant is totally wrong.

Ziehlke, what did happen here?

That's not the elephant, Excellency. That's the gnat.

What?? - Now I'm anxious for that elephant.

You made an elephant out of the gnat. (German proverb)

Ziehlke, how could this happen?

The neck of the giraffe is wrong either. - No, That's as it was supposed to be.

But Eve...

I just don't know...

The differences are quite strong.

Well, we did in particular care about that.

What do you mean? - That's just what I like.

I think It's rather amusing, I would not change a thing.

Well, we had to work according to our feelings,

we just got that rib and a description.

They did quite something with that piece of rip.

But something is still missing... - Certainly WE did not forget anything.

Nothing particular. I'm just thinking about...

...something special... something... that certain knack.

Hugo, just fetch that description.

what's Adam thinking about it?

Little one. You do like it, right?

Hmm...

What would you say if that thing... would actually be alive?

Oh, that would be swell.

The effect is just astounding. - That's because of those differences.

If I'd caress him, will he become alive?

He?... Why he?... SHE.

The child doesn't know about that difference yet.

Well, yeah. Uncle Ziehlke will take care of that.

Oops... what is he doing?

Adam....well...huh?

Gosh.

So we give that human the most beautiful gift that heaven can provide...

...and what's his response? - He wants a doggy.

Adam. What's wrong with your 5 senses?

Don't you like her at all?

Yes.

That's all you have to say at this historical moment?

Adam....man.

That's Eve in front of you.... Your spouse.

Spouse?

What's the use foe me?

Don't get upset, Excellency. It's not worth the fuzz. That human is a failure.

Lucifer, you are committing a sin.

After all... he's the crown of creation.

So what?

It's always the same... at first they promise anything, and then...

Uncle, please make him alive.

I can't do it. It's closing-time.

Please, dear Uncle Ziehlke. They did promise.

Hugo. We're finished.

Uncle... maybe you can do it anyway...

British ones.

Hugo, just switch on No. 4...

Mδnne. (meaning: man)

That dog has got to go.

Glue won't do the job. - You just can't deny facts.

But by engaging some good will it should be possible that this area...

...should become a united, peaceful and great creation by means of...

...by means of... - Glueing.

Welding.

At least we should give them the same language, right?

What for? They are not able to understand one another anyway.

It seems you are very interested in avoiding any kind of harmony.

Harmony is stagnancy. - Harmony is peace. - Is it?

And 'Peace on Earth' is a part of our regulations.

I do consider peace as an unproductive boredom,

which in the long run will not suit mankind.

We don't appreciate this kind of language up here.

It's rather ME that seems not to be appreciated here.

I guess your time has nearly passed... At least here in this realm.

Mδnne. Come here.

Does this star belong to you?

Yes.

Adam.

Eve.

I know, I did see you once before.

Well...

I just can't remember that.

Have you been up here a long time? - Well, just a little...

...4 million years.

Yeah, 1000 years are just 1 day. - I see.

And how do you like it?

Well, It's OK, but all this flying around...

Ain't that just terrible. - Oh, you can not fly, either?

Unfortunately not.

Well, That's not too bad. We are just humans after all.

Just like that.

Will you go that way?

I'd like to, if I don't hinder you.

Not at all. I've got time...

Do you love these sounds, too?

Oh yes. What is it? - Radio.

I just thought It's music.

I think I have to say good bye.

May I see you again?

This evening I will be... maybe... on the Milky Way.

As the stars will be turned on.

Thank you for your company.

Ain't it nice that we...by accident... Good bye.

Good bye.

Eve. - Yes.

That's not possible. You must not do that.

But you like the stars so much...

Thank you.

At about 7:00, right?

Come along, Mδnne.

Oops. - Ouch.

Gee, where are going this fast, dear Missy?

Pardon me. - Well, just the contrary, Miss Eve.

I'm really thankful to destiny. Besides, it was my fault. I had no priority to fly.

How do you know about me? - You are just known...

Is that so?

And who are you? - I'm the Archangel Lucifer.

You don't look like an angel. - Well, I'm just a fallen angel.

Did you met your proposed spouse already? - Yes.

Really silly, right?... huh?

Let me go. - Where do you want to go?

I...I wanted...

Would you like to go on a little flight with me?

No thanks. Please let me go. - I do not even consider that...

Where did you get this star?

I was given it as a gift.

Don't you know it is forbidden to carry a star?

Let me go.

How charming the little Miss is looking in this defiant way...

Your mouth could be a little more red, but nevertheless...

What was that?

That was the first human behaviour.

Did you get caught by the devil? Lucifer.

Remember your British education.

L.M.A.. (lick my arse. )

Your credit is gone to zero.

Have no fear, he's just a braggart.

Order to all authorities.

To be spread via teleprinter.

The Heavenly Legions will gather immediately...

...to get a memo by the Heavenly Government.

Full uniform with parade- wings.

PRESENT...WINGS.

Archangel Lucifer...

...is guilty of a worst case of insubordination,

strong sabotage,

as well as an attack on human No.2.

Thus, by verdict of the highest order, he will loose all his heavenly functions.

This will result in a disgraceful dismissal from the Heavenly Legions.

The right to use his names of peerage,

as well as the right to wear the British suit...

...will be taken away from him.

May I ask for your wings.

WINGS...DOWN.

You'll hear about me.

STOP.

How should we've known about a prohibition...

...to use the stars as a roundabout?

That's not a roundabout. It's the circulation of the constellations.

See.

Well, I am very sorry for the both of you...

Come along. I know that gesture...

...don't get me wrong...

I was always aware of the fact that Heaven is no place for humans.

At least as long as they are alive.

You are destined to dwell on Earth.

But she will never get finished. - Unfortunately.

It will indeed take some time for you to wait until she will be perfect.

You also are to blame.

All of us.

Where shall we go until then?

To paradise.

Never heard of that.

Paradise is a part of earth that was made for exhibition.

Due to fast progression it does not always match with reality,

but the living conditions are nearly the same as on earth.

PARADISE, so called

Property of the League for Human Protection

What should we do then?

Like we always do...

And what's that? - Nothing.

DO NOT TOUCH PIECES OF EXHIBITION

Next week...next year... next century...

Nothing. What are we supposed to do?

I really want to get to the world.

want to play a game of mill?

I don't want to. - Then I don't want to either.

Like to eat?

What do you got? - Manna.

Manna all the time.

My body wants animal protein.

There are some of them again.

13... 13a...

Human and Huwoman. Ho mo Sa pi ens.

Want to take a stroll?

Strolling... playing mill... eating... sleeping... bathing...stroll...

Just to relax will do you some good.

Your rip is still hurting after all.

We should have a real occupation.

Yes we should.

You are...

Don't be that silly.

What should that be? - A board of prohibition.

And why is that? - It is a cure regulation.

What is prohibited then? - Picking the apple.

Gee, Adam. It's an apple. - I know.

And you could pick it? - NO.

You COULD do it, but it is prohibited.

We would never have thought about picking it for ourselves, right Adam?

Do you think it can be eaten? - Of course.

But we are not allowed to.

It looks beautifully. - And it would be something else after all.

But it is prohibited.

But just to touch it once... that can't be prohibited.

Look. You, too.

What's the matter? - We only touched it.

That's really fuzzy.

Come along, my dear. Leave that stupid apple behind.

It has got a worm, for sure. - For sure.

They need some occupation.

But what could that be?

Song: A little bird is coming, singing a song about you and me.

Just a song about 1-2-3 and Tweedledee Tweedledum.

As the bird is flying along, we'll keep singing merrily...

...without any bird, Tweedledee Tweedledum.

We are just laying on the grass, drilling holes into the world with our noses.

Neither she, nor he can disturb us, even for the sake of money...

And above us the echo is sounding...

...listen to the rustling of the woods...

A little bird is coming, singing a song about you and me.

Just a song about 1-2-3 and Tweedledee Tweedledum.

As the bird is flying along, we'll keep singing merrily...

...without any bird, Tweedledee Tweedledum.

Song: Why is it that a man is good? Because he doesn't do anything evil.

If he don't got anything evil to do, why is it that he is just good?

Because It's true: good is just nothing else but the evil things you don't do.

Even Heaven agrees on this, the evil just has to exist...

...in order to give that good man a chance for NOT doing it in the first place.

Hep...

The quintessence of all this: Heaven needs the competition...

...of the negative element and I need a new existence.

So consequently I created a home for the evil. Oh yeah...

Man will just be good...

...when he's only acting good...

...although he COULD be acting evil...

HELL...

...what he will do most of the time anyway.

You can't sleep either?

I was dreaming about Dr. Lutz. He was singing...

Must be because of the music.

Tomorrow we'll sing again, right?

Are we taking... what's that smell?...

Are we taking a little stroll? - If you like to.

I have to get out of here.

Come along.

What about the doorman? - Come.

he's asleep, the good man.

Hell Paradise - Heaven

Come along.

Earth

CAUTION MEN AT WORK

Down there.

If she just would be finished.

Heaven Hell

I have to think all the time about what will it like being on Earth...

All those people... those cities... - Those ruins...

It wont be easy.

I'm looking forward to it... besides all that issues.

We will be very happy.

We will get homesick.

What about a short visit to Heaven? Excellency will be amused.

Well... That's such a small path... and all that stones...

Earth

Spend the evening at hell

Please take a seat. The car is at your disposal.

Where are we driving to? Adam, where are we driving to?

Straight to Hell, my dear. To Hell.

I'm hoping you'll like it here, you are our first guests.

Don't you want to take off your coats? It's well heated down here.

Still cross on me?

Please take the way down...

...2 Flame-throwers Special.

Brandy, right? - 100%, like everything else here.

The table for Director Schmidt.

What is your order?

We don't have any food stamps. They are not needed down here.

You'll get anything you like.

I'd like some whipped cream then.

I'll take a schnitzel with asparagus. And 2 doubled Flame-throwers.

With kind regards from Hell...

What's that?

Swell...

What is this? - That's you, you are beautiful.

Look. That's me. I'm beautiful. - What?

Yes...

Push here.

Gee, That's funny. - See.

Look out.

Gee, that thing is working well. - Clear away.

The table? - No, the waiter.

Why don't they stand up again? - They are dead.

I don't want this gift. - Just keep it, You'll need it on earth.

No.

You will meet people who will get anything with this and your hands will be empty.

It's so much better here than in Heaven.

What about some entertainment?

Maybe... ballet?

Sports?

For the lady a preview of the upcoming fashions?

Drama?

We have a more military version, too.

A look into the torture chambers is also quite amusing, very rare, too...

What you are used to in your youth will be executed well when your old.

Or do you prefer the innocent habits of the High Society?

You just have to choose.

Well, I don't know... - We don't know.

Of course, you can enjoy the whole package simultaneously...

Take a seat so you could enjoy it more comfortably...

So? Did anything suit you well?

NO, we want to leave now.

OK, as you like it.

The guests want to pay.

Pay? - We don't got any money.

So give me something else. You could compensate that.

You have got the APPLE.

That's not possible, it belongs somewhere else.

Rubbish, you don't want to.

We didn't know...

Do you really think you'd ever get anything anywhere without paying?

You'll be surprised...

It's very embarrassing, but... - So what?

I will give you the bill on earth.

Go to... Heaven.

Bang Bang. Bang Bang.

So?

What happened?

Nothing did work.

Neither the performance, nor the exhibition.

You just can't imagine how they are behaving.

It's all too discreet...

...we'll have to change.

So now It's time for your girl-friend Lilith.

You are crazy.

My Lilith?

The snake...

Song: One doesn't like to do what is allowed,

It's much more fun to do what is forbidden, and that will take away your sleep.

One doesn't like to be as to be expected,

It's much more fun to be as you should not be.

Because everybody wishes to do what he is not allowed to do,

again and again you notice in your life: better live your life as YOU like it.

Forbidden love is always much nicer,

it will turn earth into paradise.

Forbidden love is just hot as sin,

she is as sweet as the fruit from the tree of cognition.

Hello.

Why do you look at me that way?

My name is Lilith.

Schmidt. - Yes, I know.

You are... a snake?

Besides.

I am as you handle me. I am a woman.

You've got a nice place here.

A little boring. - Is that so?

Where is your little spouse?

She retired for a moment, yesterday we did spend an intensive evening.

I will call her... - Just let her sleep some more.

I like to be alone with you for a while.

I'm sorry, but I can't serve you anything.

We don't even got any fruits.

May I help?

Song reprise:...but my heart beats too loud as we kiss...

The scent of your hair, the sparkle in your eyes, is the reason I'm lost...

Gosh almighty. You really know how to deal.

I have to learn that, too.

You are welcome, take one.

Thanks.

You are welcome, grab it.

You just might tell me some tales, gents, but I don't see any progressing.

Get on the pink spectacles and You'll see the progress.

No, no. You can't do that. You promised to be good.

You are... you are... - Yes, That's the way I am.

Do you know what I like about you? - No.

Your strong personality.

I am sure if you really want something... - Lilith.

No. Not this way. - Snake. - No.

Lilith. don't be silly. Come back.

Are you really mad at me?

Cutchie Coo.

Don't get that near.

Do you think It's always easy to say no if you're a woman?

Pardon me. I didn't want to torture you.

So don't YOU be silly. Come here...

No. - You don't know what you want either.

And you? - Me? I'm flirting.

What's that? - It just belongs to all this.

Ole'.

A very successful fusion.

That will be the solution to our biggest problems.

What shall be the name of the new continent that will replace the 5 others?

Americasia. - Em...

These spectacles are extraordinary.

What are the glasses being made of? - Just plain pink optimism.

Excellency.

Excellency, there is an urgent call from the police station at Paradise.

Not now, I'm working on earthly matters.

Where's Berlin?

Hi Adam.

I'm hungry.

Just send an order.

Now the magic has gone, Adam. Now I am human.

I'll get an apple.

Get one for me...

NO NO. Not an apple. I'll bring some manna.

Why? There is an apple.

That one is rotten for sure. It is hanging there for such a long time.

So what.

Fruits will make you chubby. - Nonsense.

Get me that apple.

It is forbidden. - Who did that?

Those people up there... - Well, That's typical.

Did they ask you if that ban would be OK? -No.

It's YOUR paradise after all, isn't it?

In a way, yes. - See. - But...

Get the apple.

If I touch it, it is pulsating.

I'll get you a really big piece of manna.

So you want to be a man, being afraid of some thunderstorm?

You don't have any inner freedom, That's why you are not progressing.

You can grab the apple yourself if you think it will work.

Now I don't want any more.

I wanted to share an apple with you, not discussing the human rights.

Get some manna...coward.

Think about it, Lilith, this apple... - I don't want to hear about this apple.

Here.

No thanks. I don't want the apple.

You will eat the apple. - Don't you scream like that.

OK, if you insist...

Why should I quarrel about such a little thing.

Just for the record: I did not want the apple.

You too.

By the way: did you hear it pulsating?

What's that?

A worm, darling.

A worm.

Boo the devil.

The apple fell.

That case is obvious. - Which case? -The fall of man.

You are naked. - And you?

So there is no other solution... as to...

Did you forget something?

Can't I at least say goodbye to her?

Don't get sentimental, come on.

Baggage check. Do you carry any forbidden goods?

Currency? Food? Illusions?

We got a little hope. - 10 sparks per person are free.

What's that?

That's our garden gnome. - Trash is duty-free.

Have a nice journey.

Excellency, I think we got a fallacy of justice here...

I consider this to be my duty... - Dear seraphim: the apple fell.

But the women that belonged to Adam... - don't be sentimental, OK?

Dear Mr. Schmidt - don't forget I'm your friend for always.

Thank you.

Milady: all the best, if I may say so.

Rascal.

Mr. Schmidt, we'll stay connected.

These people are using any means...

Our advertising department should learn from them.

Please sing.

Oh jemine, oh homine, ...

...if you'd only been a bit more 'sapiens'.

Then, alas, you would not have to read from the book of cognition...

...that chapter about guilt and atonement.

The price you pay is the loss of that sweet power,

the price is the PA.. RA.. DISE.

Adam.

Adam, where are you?

Where's Adam?

That is... Who is that dame?

Hey...

Just a mo.. moment.

Adam.

It's a fallacy.

Oh no, these spectacles... Oh my... How will I...

Oh these spectacles... well...

That's just what I was saying, Excellency, but...

What about me then?

I don't know... I have to think about it.

In the meantime, come up there with us.

song end:... but unfortunately, the app.. le.. fell.

Closed because of FALL OF MAN

I'll stay here. - Are you crazy?

This is just an empty desert.

Do you think It's any different elsewhere?

You just have to start somewhere.

Here? Of all places?

You'll see: in some thousand years, this will look quite comfortable.

Don't be cross at me disturbing you at the office, but I was yearning for you.

Is that so? - Yes.

Moreover, there are some business matters, too.

Do you need any money? - No, thanks. I just got some yonder.

You said there are some tax problems. - Who has none of that?

I know somebody... A very experienced man.

You already know him...of former times.

If my memory serves me well, you even owe him a thing or two.

May I enter?

That's just outrageous.

what's the matter, Excellency? - Adam makes a contract with hell.

What? - Yes.

He took the devil for his tax consultant.

The snake did manage that. - Do you think so?

Of course, she has an affair with him.

Madame Seraphim. - Don't you tell me, I know about that.

What shall we do then?

You have to go there personally. - But Earth is extraterritorial.

And Lucifer? - Well, he doesn't stick to the rules.

I could slap myself in the face for being so stupid to use that pink spectacles.

Poor Adam. - What about sending that girl?

What girl? - His first one.

Eve? - Yes, she had a good influence.

Could we ask he to do this? - Asking?

You'll do her a big favour, Excellency. Since then she does nothing but yearning.

what's the matter? - I think, I'll come back later.

Yes, you better do that, Dr.

Please send in the Miss who is waiting.

Come in.

Just take a seat, Miss...

Miss... - Meier-Eden.

Eve Meier- Eden.

Meier-Eden.

You did send me a note, well...

Well, I don't need any more employees, but there is something in that note,

that nearly hit a personal note within me.

Where have you been up to now? - At Para...

Abroad.

Well... we should look for...

That's strange, your face seems to be familiar to me. -Yes.

Um...I never was abroad.

Well, as I just said, at the moment...

Maybe... of former times. - Former times? -Yes.

Did we play when we where children?

Way before that.

Nonsense. I'm much older than you.

Just 4 million years.

Yes.

Because back then 1000 years where just 1 day.

Song: The time spend with you was so nice,

it was as sweet as a child's dream.

A game of clouds, a dance of stars, a bird's song, a sun's spark,

a PA...RA...DISE.

And as we meet again today, we just will finally understand...

...that the time shared with you was so marvellous, it was PA...RA...DISE.

Adam. Eve.

Well, I just don't know, Madame Seraphim... You talked me into this...

Adam was very happy to be together again with Eve.

Of course, but did he leave the snake?

That will take more than just one day. He is just a human after all.

That's the point. Maybe he will never be able to do that.

Pardon me.

What's the matter, Adam? It's half past one.

Yes.

We want to spend the weekend at Heringsdorf.

Oh yes.

So it is Saturday again?

When will the train leave? - Lutz will take us in his car.

I see.

I just have to... - Hurry up, we are waiting yonder.

Have a nice Sunday, Miss Meier.

The same to you, Mrs. Schmidt.

I really should relax for some time.

Will you just say a tender farewell, before driving to Heringsdorf?

We should give that human another chance.

Yes, Excellency. we should all join together to look for a solution.

I'm trying for ages to assemble a conference.

But you all know how it will work out...

To the board of transportation issues, there'd been more departures than arrivals.

They even can't agree upon the place for the conference.

Adam wants to negotiate on Earth, Lucifer of course only in Hell...

What about us? - We?

We want it here in our section, of course.

There HAS to be a way somehow...

There IS such a way...

However, the fact that we all would take this way united makes it look offbeat.

Because what could be more offbeat to a conference as to take the direction...

...that a human has already chosen by his natural feeling?

I propose: give both women to Adam.

The first one doesn't have this, the second one doesn't have that,

He needs both, they are completing each other.

Why shouldn't we give this heavily stressed man, who is also our only one,

this plain delight?

HE will have to populate Earth. Not you, Excellency. Good will is not all.

In spite of our initial intentions,

and no matter how uncomfortable this solution is to us,

with regard to the consequences as well as to the effects,

we feel the duty to finish this con...

...this conference with a positive result.

Therefore, we are agreeing, although not joyfully,

but based on the responsibility for the development of humanity,

on the petition that was brought in.

It works... it can even be quite nice.

In this festive hour, as Heaven and Hell,

here and yonder, hot and cold,

right and left, east and west,

any way you want to describe our contrasts,

for the first time are sharing the same opinion,

I want to concentrate all our hopes...

...to a new kind of human race on a new kind of Earth,

which finally will encounter.... an endless felicity.

Excellency. - What's the matter?

Excellency, the spectacles.

You're wearing the pink spectacles.

I see, so what?

You did get a wrong impression with these spectacles on a former occasion.

How do you dare? Fly away.

A man with 2 women, That's impossible, Excellency.

That's bigamy. - what's that?

Paragraph 171 of the criminal code.

God dammit, we did forget the law.

We could just sweep the law away, Excellency.

If we are united.

Of course, but those humans. You forget the authorities.

We make a new start, let's just renounce all kinds of authorities.

That's impossible. The authorities are eternal like Heaven and Hell.

They belong to man, who created them.

Damned, That's right.

he's right, It's impossible. - And now?

The conference will be postponed.

That's just scandalous.

After coping with such a difficult situation...

Who did bite into that sour apple then?

...being prepared to do anything to make this first man happy.

...even together, we would have found a solution after all.

Right, Lilith? - Of course, my dear.

Came here full of expectations. - Got dressed for the occasion.

Listened to speeches for hours.

And the result? The conference will be postponed.

Considering these facts, all I can say is that I don't know what to say.

YES.

Now It's my turn.

Gentlemen.

I'm making a productive offer that is shaped in a very constructive way...

...and what are YOU doing?

You are sabotaging it by letting me stumble upon my own authorities.

That doesn't worry you, you just postpone...

But I... I have to go on.

I will go that way...

But not with that burden any more.

I am renouncing the ladies.

Old Adam will not play the game any more.

I will become a bachelor.

Have a go(o)d day. Or: have a devilish day.

ADAM. - ADAM.

And the reproduction of the human race?

You just have to think about another way.

That's the beginning of the end. - Now we are in need of a miracle.

The sensational incident that did cause a premature finale of the world-conference,

got solved unexpectedly fast...

...as reported it was not a traffic accident but merely Force Majeure.

The sudden calling for a general assembly of all cosmic delegations this morning...

...is connected to that information.

We are situated with our microphone just...

...some light years below the cosmic upper limit.

Before us, there's just the open sky.

It's been blocked everywhere.

A real big event seems to be expected.

Everybody with wings is one the move. The cloud-platforms are packed.

Besides many members of the higher society, we notices his Excellency Petrus...

...and the Ladies and Gentlemen of his first staff.

There is a mood of joyful expectation.

How do you feel, dear Excellency?

Thank you, It's OK.

Live and let live.

Hell's delegation did arrive with many members

They took their places on the opposite side, of course.

They are also in a nervous tension.

Legs down, we are not at home.

There is nothing going on yet, Granny.

All symptoms are indicating to a rather extraordinary event.

Now the crowd gets in a motion, Hosianna calls...noise...

...the HUMAN did arrive.

At once, he is being surrounded by press members from all planets...

...a photographer from Mars is pestering him...

...but he is not able to shoot,

because the people of Saturn did surround Adam.

The private secretary of his Excellency is escorting him to his special platform.

A welfare official from Hell is also taking care of him.

Well, ahem.. Adam... is looking rather introspective to me.

But it seems that he is the only one who is not expecting that much...ahem...

Now everybody is looking at a cloud that has placed itself...

...in front of the platforms.

What might be the secret of this cloud?

Look, it is rising and will expose its secret.

In a big piston... it is not that clear to see right now...

...we recognize... YES, indeed: they are Eve and Lilith.

Obviously, they are exposed to very strong physical effects.

And now, the choir did also start, the big event seems to be imminent.

Song:... as in Heaven, so on Earth.

We could not stand it any longer, it just had to become better.

Oh Hosianna jubilate,

as in Heaven, so on Earth.

The first woman doesn't have this,

the other woman doesn't have that.

Some will say: That's not possible, from homine to human man,

Oh Hosianna jubilee...

...so just take another one.

One woman that is uniting both, Heaven and Hell,

and who first of all got one feature: her HEART at the right place.

what's the matter? - My rips are aching.

...Oh Hosianna jubilee, oh Hosianna jubilee.

everything will be perfect.

ADAM. Where are you?

So HERE you are.

Mr. Schmidt.

Director.

Your tram.

Yes...what?

Where is...

Where is... - Your baggage is over there.

Hosianna jubilee... - Pardon me?

What?

Did you get any sleep here?

Yes.

I just... did dream about so much mixed up things.

What's the time?

5:40 a.m. The tram will start at 5:47.

Thank you.

The tram will stop at the corner.

Gee, there is my Mδnne.

Hey Mδnne, did you also have nice dreams?

Come along. Come.

It would not be without interest how this story did continue...