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"Alraune”, or the Mandrake,

has exercised since the earliest times a magical effect on people.

From H.H. Ewers' world famous novel, its shape

is transformed from the ghostly night-shaded narrow neck

of the imagination almost into human flesh. And in the future?

Certainly with our critical and skeptical minds, we are safe, but not always:

the eternal effects of this dark and poetic eternal fable. and so arises

again and again the immutable image of beautiful nature... Alraune.

Hey! Hello Alois! - You, Mr. Frank?

So late at night? Has something happened?

Nothing has happened, but I must talk to my uncle. Open up!

The Professor is gone and I don't know when he'll be back.

Was there a visitor? A young girl, perhaps?

Sorry. I know of no visitors and no young girl.

You should ask the Professor. Goodnight.

How is it possible? - To me it's inexplicable!

What have you done with my daughter? - We looked everywhere.

They should have kept a better eye on her.

We have done everything we could.

Tonight even the door of her cell was locked.

Locked? - Yes. Alraune is locked in as a punishment.

Why? - We have...

found obscene literature under her mattress.

Very interesting.

Here. I will not tolerate such books.

"Alraune”. The legend of the flower that blooms under the gallows.

Anyway, I am glad that the girl is no longer with us.

Alraune had a very disturbing influence on the other girls.

Would you please say what you mean?

Although Alraune never harmed anyone,

in her presence the other students completely changed.

There is something about her, something strange.

The anxiety, the agitation she causes.

Not even we could escape its influence.

What's happened to Frank? - Sit still, Man!

I've got callouses on my ass.

Just a few strokes left, Mr. Ingen.

If Frank pays off his debts to me, I'll get you a professional model.

Here you are at last!

Boys, I've experienced something incredible! - A serious blow?

Have you become his heir?

Smell. - Magic! Paris!

Not bad. Where is the lady?

You won't believe it: Brinkenhof! - The Professor is a Bluebeard?

The old man has a mistress? Bravo!

Interesting. Go on, tell me!

Professor ten Brinken was not at home.

Wasn't he?

What does she look like?

I don't know. I've only seen her from afar.

Aha!

A Fata Morgana, eh? - She climbed down the trellis of a balcony like a cat.

What, in the middle of the night? Nonsense!

It's not nonsense, my dear. - His imagination is blooming. He sees ghosts.

This was no ghost. I saw her with my own eyes!

A girl! A being of flesh and blood.

If you don't believe me, come with me and I'll show you.

What? Now?

No, no. I'm too tired.

Well, I'll go by myself. I'll go see what my uncle is up to.

But Frank, of course we'll go with you!

She was over there. - I see nothing.

I hear her.

She gently caressed her toy,

before it broke.

It's over there!

And had a yearning...

It's coming from there...

And did not know what...

You go to the greenhouse. I'll go by the stables.

Because she was lonely.

If I don't find anything, I'll look in the house.

And her mouth was as red

as wine.

And whoever drank the wine,

could never be happy.

But someone said in the spring,

"And you could feel pleasure and pain”

and he broke her a thousand roses,

but she only broke his heart.

Because she was lonely

and her hair was so fair

and her mouth was as red

as wine.

How could she kiss like that

and yet be so lonely?

And what remained of her life?

A song that no one sang.

Saint Peter waited for her

for two eternities.

Because she was lonely

and her hair was so fair

and her heart was as dead

as stone.

Then he cried, "Come, child, come.

You shall never be lonely."

Tra la la, tra la la, tra la la.

Did you find anything? - No, nothing.

And you? - Nothing. Nothing.

Then I'll look in the house. Are you coming? - No, no.

Goodbye, see you tomorrow. - Goodnight.

Look out!

Not so loud. Otherwise the others will hear.

My father is a strange host.

The house is full of visitors and he is not here.

Your father? Who's your father?

Professor ten Brinken.

He has a daughter?

Strange.

Strange, seeing that he's never said so.

Why would he? Who are you?

Frank Braun. His nephew.

I have a cousin? You should address me as "you".

Then you must give me a kiss.

Is this yours? - Yes.

That's him.

He must have looked all over for me.

I've been very bad.

There, I give it to you.

Stay! So he doesn't see you.

Three o'clock tomorrow by the sundial...

Frank.

The young lady came in a cab at nine o'clock.

Where is she? - The young lady went to bed.

Anything else? - Mr. Frank was here.

Yes, and? - I sent him away.

Very good. He would only have hit me up for money anyway.

Well, Lisbeth! Did you see her? - Who?

The young lady. Isn't she pretty? - I don't like her.

To what do I owe this unexpected honor so late at night?

What can I do for you? - Forgive me Uncle, but...

Again? For how much?

3,000. I must pay my college tuition in the morning.

Why can't you admit you're in debt again?

Don't you have 3,000?

That's a lot of money. And you're not the only one I support.

Would it cost you your...

Does your daughter cost you so much?

What do you know about Alraune?

Is that her name? Alraune?

Don't you like her name?

You want to say that your daughter is named after mandrake?

Why shouldn't she be? - And who is her mother?

That doesn't concern you!

Why have you never spoken of your daughter?

That's my business. Of course I can understand your interest,

and that her existence for you is not very pleasant.

You know now that regarding the estate you'll get nothing.

I wanted you to find out after my death.

As a pleasant surprise.

Naturally you hate her.

Me?

Why should I hate her? She can't help it.

The hell with your money. - And what are you going to do now?

I'll never come back.

This of course will be difficult to bear!

Three o'clock tomorrow by the sundial.

I thought you were asleep. - Are you troubled, Papa?

So you were listening?

Did you learn that from the nuns in the convent?

Maybe.

Why shouldn't I listen?

Why are you here? - They locked me in.

I refuse to be locked in. Even in a convent.

And I'll never go back. Nor anywhere else.

We'll see. What did you say to the young man?

Can't I speak to my cousin?

No! I forbid you.

He's a reckless man. - He wanted to know who my mother was?

Everyone knows who their mother was, except me. Who was she?

She was a very lovely woman and you look a lot like her.

Unfortunately, she died in childbirth.

Did you love her? Tell me!

Not now. It's already late.

Some other time.

And if you find interesting books to steal from my library,

learn to hide them better.

What do you do with your time, dear Frank?

No man can work so much. But it was nice of you to visit.

In fact, my Olga is coming home on vacation from school.

God, you'll love the dear child! I'll have to tell her the same.

Come, have a drink. You can see her... Olga!

Olytschka, a surprise! Guess who's here! - Yes, Mama!

We're very good sports, Frank! We don't mind that we haven't seen you in so long...

I can understand it, if my oriole isn't here...

Unfortunately it's not for me to fly. Isn't my little bird sweet?

What are you waiting for? You stand there with your mouth open.

All the time I tell her to watch her figure. But no,

because all day she stuffs her mouth with chocolates! Kiss each other already.

You would not believe how the child longed for you. In each letter she

asked for you. Yes, if you have your minds made up, I don't mind.

If you were engaged, your father would certainly have been happy.

I fear there will be no doctor, Princess. - What's that?

I was disowned yesterday, Princess. My uncle won't pay my debts.

I was going to consider another profession. - Nonsense!

What's the matter with the old man? - Tell me, Princess...

What do you know about Alraune? - Olga, go see if the tea is ready.

And if they'll bring another cup. - Yes, Mama.

How do you know about Alraune? - I saw her yesterday for the first time.

Then I can only advise: Don't get burned.

I cannot not tell you anything more.

As for the old miser, I'm already considering fracture. Or...

Ah, but go to the desk, Frank.

The left-hand drawer. Yes, the left.

The small notebook, lying on top.

Why does my uncle hate me so, Princess? - It's no wonder.

Because you want to become what he no longer can be. - I don't understand.

Didn't you know? He had his teaching license revoked at the University

and he was thrown off the faculty. Since then every doctor is anathema to him.

He will never forgive you for wanting to be a doctor.

Didn't you know all that? - Kicked off the faculty?

Why?

Olytschka, bring me a bottle of ink! - Yes, Mama.

What is that thing? - A fountain pen, the latest thing from England.

Fabulous. It even writes! I must have one!

It's yours, Princess. - You're a treasure, Frank.

Can I at least pay you back?

Is this enough? - Yes, but...

To finish your studies. Olytschka, you already know,

Frank is going to the Sorbonne. - No, Mama.

What? Where am I going? - To become a doctor in Paris.

In Paris? Why in Paris and not here?

I have my special reasons. It is better not to see Alraune again.

I knew you would come. - You knew? I almost didn't.

I wanted you to. Everyone does as I want, even if they don't like me.

But you like me, don't you?

I knew from the way you looked at me yesterday.

And yet I...

I like you too. Very much!

Alraune, I've come to tell you I'm leaving tomorrow.

For Paris. - For Paris? Oh, how wonderful! I'm delighted!

You rejoice that I'm leaving?

But I'm coming with you! - But that's not possible.

Why not? Everything is as I want. And I want to leave here.

Away from this house, and the convent. - But how are we going?

Have you any money?

I'll take it. I know where my father keeps it.

Would you steal from your father? - Steal?

Yes! For you, yes.

It isn't important. Only one thing is important:

Both of us together, you and me. - Alraune!

You'll come fetch me? Tomorrow afternoon, at the crossroads.

Mr. Frank! Mr. Frank!

The Professor wants to speak with you.

Did they kiss? - I wasn't able to tell exactly.

Tell me, Mohn. You don't happen to know young Gerold Ingen?

The Count is a friend of my nephew.

Our families run in the same social circles.

Then it should not be a problem if they grow even closer.

I would like you to keep him in mind for something. Do you understand me?

Completely, Professor.

You wanted to see me? - Yes. I've thought about it...

You can have the 3,000. - Thank you.

But I don't need it anymore.

So? You don't even know what you want?

Yesterday you wanted the money. Today you don't.

Yesterday you would never enter my house again. Today you're here.

My coming here has nothing to do with you.

Oh! If you think you lost your inheritance

reversed by the possibility of a future dowry, you're wrong.

You will never see Alraune again.

And who's to stop me? - Me. Her father.

You?

Is this the thanks I get for the help you've received?

From now on I don't need you to take care of me. - Great!

Now only tell me that you love Alraune,

after having only seen her twice. - And if it were so?

Ha! Then I would laugh!

If you knew something of Alraune's origins,

you wouldn't speak of love.

So I will tell the whole truth.

I am not Alraune's father.

But I have created her.

I wanted to prove that the artificial insemination of humans was possible.

What are you saying? - Yes. I have proved it.

Although it cost me my post at the University,

because my birdbrained colleagues didn't believe me.

But one day medical science will thank me.

Can you guess who this is?

Alraune's mother.

Her name incidentally was Alma Raune.

Funny, isn't it?

After a long search in the Hamburg slums,

she was introduced to me by "Princess" Wolkonska.

The Princess was still Emma Knute, waitress in a sailors' tavern.

"The Rusty Anchor”. That was long before...

the rich and dotty Prince Wolkonski married her.

Have you any idea who this is?

Alraune's father.

Handsome, eh?

He was hung on May 13, 1888 in this city

as a double murderer...

Before his death, we had a small piece of business with one another.

The price was a bottle of cheap brandy.

I gave him the opportunity with Alma Raune...

of making her a mother.

Unbeknownst, of course.

The result of this transaction you know, of course:

The best evidence for my theory of heredity.

She already shows symptoms to suggest,

that she has inherited all the bad characteristics of her parents.

Why did you do this?

If you really did it for Science,

why did you experiment with the scum of the earth?

Why did you do it? - The genetics of criminal tendencies

are determined much more easily

than those of the good. It's also much more interesting.

Good men are so uninteresting.

What you did is a crime against Nature!

And yet you love this crime against Nature?

And when you turn this corner, you'll be in the Rue Morgue.

There you will find a collection of the most beautiful bodies in Paris. - Well, kids!

Paris... I'll probably never see the Louvre.

How I envy you, you lucky devil! - Etoile, Morgue, Louvre.

Everything gets stolen. It doesn't matter where you go.

Listen to the Doctor! He's going to Paris and he's not even looking forward to it.

Nanu?

That's not possible. The mermaid?

Are you snooping around?

What do you think of these crooks? He said he hadn't seen her at all.

And you? You haven't seen her? She's probably a dream?

They both did, so they lied!

What do you mean, are you crazy? - Let me, that's mine! - What is it?

Why do you carry on so? He's only drawn her and quite wrongly!

She shouldn't pose. No one should draw her.

I don't want to see or hear anything more about her.

And if I might give some good advice:

Keep your hands off.

Gentlemen, I apologize for the need to disrupt your harmony,

but if Mr. Braun is going to catch the night train, we must hurry.

So here you are. I've looked for you everywhere.

All you feeling all right? You look so pale.

I've got a headache. I'd like to be alone.

Oh, I'm sorry. Someone down there wants to talk to you.

Who? - A surprise!

Come. You don't want to be rude?

Excuse me, Mademoiselle, for having made you wait.

Come closer. This is Mademoiselle Duvalier.

Allow me to introduce my daughter Alraune.

I'm delighted to know you, Mademoiselle.

I'm sure that we're going to get along superbly, n'est-ce pas?

What do you mean? - You didn't want to go to a boarding school.

Mademoiselle Duvaliere will guide you through your necessary studies.

Here in the house. - I don't need a governess.

But I'll be a good friend to you.

A comrade, n'est-ce pas?

Don't bring down your suitcase. Your cousin left last night.

You're lying!

Doctor Mohn!

You will excuse me, Mademoiselle, my daughter loves her cousin very much.

The usual case of puppy love.

Doctor!

Would you care to tell my daughter where Mr. Braun is?

Mr. Braun left last night for Paris.

I don't believe it. - Miss, I myself brought him to the station.

That's not true!

Mr. Braun crossed the border...

about five hours ago.

And he left nothing for me?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

This afternoon I did not mean what I said.

I understand that. Me too, sometimes.

When there's a letter, what should I write: "The Sorbonne, Paris"?

What is he studying? - Medicine.

Then you must write: "La Faculte de Medicine.

Rue de la Faculte de Medicine, Paris 16.

Thank you very much.

Do you love him very much?

Yes, very.

Let's not stay here, Mathieu. Let's go! - Lisbeth! Will you stop?

Will you give up your position now your father is having trouble with the mortgage?

Why? - I don't know.

I feel strange. - You only have something against the girl.

Mandrake is Nightshade. Which is toxic, Mathieu. They're poisonous!

Oh, nonsense! - What about the male root in the library?

It has a real head, arms and legs as if it were living. But it has no soul.

What may I offer you, Mademoiselle? Cognac, Whisky?

No thank you, but perhaps a little Benedictine. - Good.

Cognac?

Lisbeth!

For the three months I've been here I've wondered,

what is that.. terrible thing.

This is Mandragora officinarum.

It is mandrake, or alraune. It grows under the gallows.

Under the gallows?

Perhaps I was grown under the gallows?

It brings good luck and health, they say.

But also destruction and death.

Lisbeth, take this away, please.

What is it? Why are you crying?

The day after tomorrow they will auction my father's land.

Grieger said the farm's in trouble. - Why don't you buy the land?

Buy? A desert covered with sand?

Why? - Maybe you'll have luck with this.

I'd buy it.

Mathieu, prepare the carriage!

The soil is not strong enough.

I'd buy it.

I'd buy it. You'll find gold there!

Gold, here? Are you mad?

Yes, Gold! Let's dig, Papa.

Mathieu, dig here!

Dig on! While the sun's on it!

What a stench! Like rotten eggs! - Sulfur.

Sulfur?

Good, the field's sold.- Tomorrow I'll do the necessary business with Grieg.

And take a water sample for the analysis.

I see fantastic opportunities.

I should build a well. - Should I obtain a quote?

But I don't have enough money on hand. - Why do you need money, Papa?

For your spring, Alraune.

You have discovered the best source of mineral water in the entire country.

Why not get money from the Wolkonskas?

Mohn, isn't my daughter a financial genius?

I find the gracious lady's proposal to be excellent.

Telephone the Princess.

Tell her that I have a very interesting project in mind.

SPA UNDER CONSTRUCTION

So you see Emma, this is the spring in the well house.

It will be called Alraunenquelle, because it is in fact due to her.

How strangely it was discovered.

The whole area will be transformed into a resort.

How much of a stake would you want to buy in for?

Let's say 75 percent? Would you like to do everything for me? - Yes.

I must go to Paris next week. What shall I do with Olytschka?

I cannot take my dove to Paris. - Of course not.

It would hamper your activities! - Not a word!

I'm too old and comfortable.

Why couldn't she stay with us? The governess could look after her.

Olga, a letter for you!

From Paris!

Nothing for me? - Yes.

My letters.

"Returned to Sender". - I'm so sorry.

Think of it, Alraune, Mama met Frank in Paris! She writes:

"Frank can't wait to return, in three or four weeks.

After he takes his oral examination. Anyway we have agreed,

that your official engagement should be announced immediately on his return.”

Isn't life wonderful, Alraune? If you knew how I loved him!

I would do anything for my Frank.

Frank Braun is common.

How?

Because he lies. - But he promised Mama he'd marry me!

Exactly.

And he told me you were a silly goose to love him.

That's not true!

If a man said that about me... I don't know what I would do.

Maybe I would kill myself.

Has he said anything? - Nothing.

Yes, I would kill myself. - Alraune, tell me the truth!

Has he actually written you himself? Well?

No. He hasn't.

I thought so!

If a man really loves a woman, then he writes himself.

It has nothing to do with Mama's law.

Yes, but... what can I do?

I knew what I was doing.

I told you already.

Then he could never be happy

and I would never forget.

A touching farewell letter,

everybody finds out and he knows why.

And then...

TO BE READ AFTER MY DEATH

Alraune, are you asleep? Alraune! - What is it?

Perhaps you took my sleeping powder?

Why do you say that? - Tell the truth, Alraune! It's very serious!

What do you want? I never lie!

My God! Olga!

Olga! Olga!

Did you see anything? What can I do?

Professor, Professor. Professor!

Come quickly! Olga's taken poison! Quickly, quickly!

Here, look. Oh, my God!

Quick! Fast, lots of milk!

Perhaps you had something to do with it?

I was sleeping. Mademoiselle is my witness.

But she hasn't died.

Once again she feels quite well and eats chocolate all day.

Eat a little, my darling, if it pleases you. Eat!

How did you find Paris? - Don't ask stupid questions!

I was half-mad with fear when your telegram came!

And I don't let it dissuade me that Alraune is behind this. - But Mama!

What has Alraune got to do with it? It was entirely my idea.

I suddenly had the feeling that Frank no longer loved me.

But Frank still makes such eyes about you!

He wanted to come along to save you.

But you're coming home with me right now. If you stay here a second more...

I'll grab the suitcases. - But hurry, will you?

What are you thinking, to suspect Alraune?

I think we both need no longer pretend.

Look Papa, what Olga has given me.

To remember her by.

No, as a reward.

Funny. I once had almost the same necklace.

From my mother.

One moment, please.

Dearest Lady: I expect you at 6 by the crossroads.

Your devoted servant, GEROLD INGER

Thank you, Mathieu. My horse, quickly!

Look at the black clouds! I think it's better to go inside.

I wanted to go riding. - No, it would be too dangerous.

Miss, a storm is coming! - It will be beautiful.

We can't go back now. We have to find shelter.

You can wait outside until I'm dressed,

or at least shut the door. - It isn't about me, but...

I'm worried. If it's still raining when we get home?

Then we'll just stay here. I think it's very nice here, don't you think?

I'll sleep on the table and you on the two chairs.

Or would that be too uncomfortable?

But what will the Professor say? - Papa?

He gets a kiss and everything is in perfect order.

Have you seen Alraune? - No, isn't she in her room?

No, she wanted to go riding, but I forbade her because of the storm.

She's gone! I'm very worried.

Was anyone looking for me? - Yes, Dr. Mohn and the Frenchwoman.

Brush him and give him a good wash.

Professor! Here she is!

Where have you been all night?

Good morning, Papa. You're up already?

Answer me! Where have you been all night?

In the bathhouse by the lake. With Count Gerold Ingen.

What? - Don't worry, Papa.

The count is nice, but not dangerous.

Besides, he proposed to me.

And what did you answer? - That I don't think of marriage.

You're smarter than I thought.

But why didn't you obey Mademoiselle?

Yes, I expressly forbade you to ride!

I couldn't make the Count wait.

But you could make your father wait! - Papa knows me.

And as for me?

You have indeed been paid to.

I think I was too good to you. - Mademoiselle is right.

If you don't obey her, what is her purpose? - Yes, what is it?

Then would you at least allow me to bathe and change my things?

Yes, enfant terrible! - Merci beaucoup, Mademoiselle.

Yes, today I enjoyed it.

And if you look at me,

I cannot help it.

Today I find myself beautiful.

Yes, beautiful.

And if a man does too,

I can understand.

For I feel they all love me

And they have only one thing in mind

But I just smile cooly and then they wonder,

If I'm only a beautiful dream?

Today I liked myself.

Yes, today I enjoyed it.

But what no one sees in me,

is the fear inside.

Look at you two! You love each other very much?

Yes Miss, very much.

Mathieu, I would like to ask you... - Mathieu cannot drive, he's quit!

Tomorrow, Lisbeth. Tomorrow he has quit. But today he's still serving us.

I would again like to ask him... Mathieu, get ready. I don't like to wait.

Mathieu! Don't, Mathieu!

Don't go! Stay here! You hear me, Mathieu?

I heard. I should run out to her. - Mathieu!

For God's sake, you love her!

Yes, but what is it?

It's her voice, Lisbeth. Her voice.

Gerold!

No!

What is it?

He's dead.

Where were you? Where were you going with him?

Answer! Answer me!

What is this nonsense? If you don't want me to recognize you...

Then don't bathe in that Parisian stench. - You don't like it?

You're always in a bad mood. - Perhaps you would

laugh and perform somersaults, do you do such tricks?

Maybe it's my fault? Was he driving or was I?

I could have died too, of a broken neck. - Hardly.

Where are you going? - To Wolfie. You wanted a picture of me.

Have you asked for Mademoiselle's permission? - No, nor will I.

What do you mean?

I'd like you to dismiss her. Send her away.

Why? - She hit me.

And did you deserve it? - Will you send her away or not?

I wouldn't think of it. - How do you mean?

Au revoir!

Good morning. - Doctor Mohn! - How is my young lady?

Oh...

Would you do me a favor?

Naturally! There's nothing I wouldn't do for you.

When she slapped me, you stood by and did nothing.

I'll show you I'm your friend.

But you're my father's employee.

I'd be happy if I could convince you otherwise.

What can I do for you? - My glove.

Don't you agree that Mademoiselle is a nuisance? Thank you.

Can't you even be still a moment, Alraune?

I get tired. Let's stop for today. - Be sensible.

If you're so restless, I can't finish the painting for your father.

The epee was lower. Lower!

And the eyes more to the right.

Stop, stop, this is too much.

I don't recognize anything about you anymore.

It won't be easy.

I try to paint you as I see you

and you only make fun of me.

I'm tired.

I cannot work like this!

Do you love me, Wolfie?

Don't you know?

I know nothing at all. - You feel that way?

Feel?

Alraune! - Don't be so wild, Wolfie.

It doesn't suit you.

You have to be delicate.

You see?

Now it's good.

I love you, Alraune!

Careful! This could pierce your heart.

Please, just a little.

Yet only Frank could make you well again.

Frank! Frank, all the time Frank! Can't you ever think of me?

Of you I don't think so. You're here.

Have you heard from Frank?

No.

You wanted to work some more. Didn't you?

Tell me Goutram, what you have actually painted,

before you knew Miss Alraune? - What do you mean?

Because for years no image could I admire you for,

nor for the things Alraune was wearing. - Such kind wit!

What do you want? - In order for Professor ten Brinken to be satisfied,

your work needs to be completed on time. - Thank you. Tell the gentleman,

that the Kursaal will be shown to the public on time.

That is, if you don't keep me any longer. - Oh God, how could I?

I know how hard it is for artists to work without their models,

especially when there is no time for him, because every minute

is spent with Count Gerold Ingen. Salute!

Poor Wolfie, he works all day while we ride.

We ride to walk, but... - But what? Hello, Wolfie!

Alraune, how many times do I have to ask you to be my wife?

Why do you torment me so? Have you no heart at all?

Doctor Mohn! I'm glad to meet you. I have to talk with you.

Gerold, I'll see you at the Ball. I'll be expecting you.

Do you remember a similar situation? When I was asking you for something.

Yes. - I thought you'd already forgotten.

Alraune, where are you? The carriage is here.

My necklace has disappeared! - What do you mean, "disappeared"?

Messy as you are, you probably misplaced it. Get another one.

No, for this dress I want no other. I must have that one.

Calm down, Miss. We will find the necklace.

Qu'est que c'est passe? What happened? - My necklace is gone.

Have you perhaps seen it? - No. It must be in your room.

I know it was there. Now the box is open and the key is missing too.

Where did you put the key? - On top of the box. I never lock it.

I don't understand. Then the necklace may have been stolen.

Who in the house would steal?

There are after all other people here that also wear necklaces.

Are you perhaps talking about me? - Speak carefully, Mohn!

But it's too much. To be suspected by this man!

Please Professor, look for yourself in my room, in my suitcase!

But Mademoiselle, calm yourself. No one's accused you!

But this man has already implied it was me.

Please Professor, I'm asking you. My honor is at stake!

Here, check and see. Please!

And here, here, here...

This really isn't necessary, Mademoiselle! - Here and here and here...

One moment!

What's this?

That's not possible. - You see, everything's possible.

You planted it.

But no one will believe I stole it!

No one!

I think it is best, Papa, if Mademoiselle leaves the house.

His Majesty the King, in recognition of your great services

with the discovery of this healing source and the founding of your resort,

you Professor, are given the title of Privy Councillor.

His Excellency the Minister,

Mr. Landrat, the Mayor,

ladies and gentlemen. This evening is...

Why, Lisbeth! How things have changed.

Do you no longer work for my uncle? - No, my husband is dead.

I'm so sorry. He was always so healthy. - He had an accident.

An accident? What happened? - You have to ask the young lady.

Miss Alraune? What has she got to do with it?

I say nothing. I wouldn't want to lose my position. I've two children.

And now I have the honor,

on behalf of the Alraunenquelle Consortium,

to open the baths to the public.

May I ask for the first dance?

Sorry Doctor, but it is already taken. - Too bad.

Here is the key to your jewelbox.

I thought it would be worth the first dance.

Oh, it was you? - Aren't you satisfied?

One moment.

I'll see you later. Alone.

Perhaps I'll tell you something. - Does this mean I can hope?

I said maybe.

Gerold!

Hello Frank! This is a surprise.

You wouldn't believe how happy I am.

Is she not a magical creature... Alraune?

Alraune. - I think today I am the happiest man in the world.

And as for her?

Does she love you too? - She hasn't told me yet.

There's Wolfie. I should say hello.

Hello, you old witch doctor! When did you get here?

This morning. - This morning? That's just like you.

Well, you've finally come back from Paris to see your old friends.

Well? Has the cat got your tongue? Or have you forgotten your native language?

How are you? - The same. I wanted to ask you: How is your health?

Please, I'm doing fine. - You look all spruced up.

Look! Everything here has been created in the last few weeks.

I haven't even gone to bed. But never has my work

given me so much joy. - I can see that.

A little too much Alraune, don't you think?

Actually I didn't want to paint them, but...

it all came from her. Finally even the source was named after her.

The walls weren't big enough.

Wolfie, get me a glass of champagne. I'm thirsty. - Yes, immediately.

How long have you been here? - Since today.

Why didn't you come for me?

Why didn't you answer my letters?

Why didn't you write at all?

Don't you even want to answer me?

No.

Do you love Olga?

Don't ask me.

Wolfie, where have you been? Come, I want to dance!

Well, this time you've shocked me, Jakob. I'm proud of you, Privy Councillor!

Everything you touch turns to gold. Have you already found a doctor for your spa?

We've had many applicants and will decide in the next few days.

It's already decided. Fresh from the Sorbonne...

You cannot mean Frank? - Of course. I've hired him.

By the way, he should have been here long ago. - Are you crazy?

Who gave you permission to interfere in my affairs?

Well, with my 75 percent I have something to say about it.

My future son-in-law will be the doctor and that's that. He already knows his way around.

You are a shameless hussy. - Cheers!

Well Frank, where have you been? We've been waiting for you all night.

You see? Olytschka is dancing with someone else to punish you.

Olytschka, isn't this a surprise? - I'm so happy!

Good evening and congratulations, Privy Councillor.

I'm pleased to know I'll be working with you.

I didn't know you'd been hired. I just heard from the Princess.

I'm afraid it's too much for me. - Yes, it's very hot in here.

Let's go into the conservatory.

It was suffocating in there. - But here it's nice and cool.

Suddenly I couldn't bear it. The air...

My dear Wolfie! - Alraune, I must ask you something.

- What do you want to ask?

What is it? - Sorry to disturb you, but I've been watching the dancefloor.

Aren't you feeling well, Wolfie? - What do you mean? I'm fine.

You must understand. As a possible spa doctor he has to study patients.

Your irony isn't amusing. - Mind your own business.

This sudden concern for me. Save your breath.

This is a tedious argument. I'm going on the balcony.

Are you crazy? Hot as you are in this cold?

What did you want to ask me, Wolfie? - Yes, Alraune.

I find it touching how concerned the doctor is for you.

But how long must I wait? - I'm coming!

You're looking for someone, Gerold Ingen? - Have you seen Miss ten Brinken?

Alraune? No.

What gives you the right to call Miss ten Brinken by her first name?

That surely doesn't concern you. - Take care, Mohn.

You're speaking of my future wife!

White mandrake for your happiness?

For this I demand satisfaction! - My pleasure.

What was the matter with Mohn? - He's insulted Alraune.

Has he asked to fight you? - Yes. - Do you know he's a good shot?

What of it? Does that give him the right to insult my future wife?

Do you want to marry Alraune? - Yes. - Did you also give it good?

But what is there to consider? You were gone a long time, Frank.

You don't know what I do, otherwise you'd know who loved Alraune once,

would die for her too. - But, Gerold! What's got into you?

I know you won't fight them all. Dich, Mohn, Wolfie... - Mohn, Wolfie?

What have they got to do with Alraune? What have you got against her?

She's your own cousin! - Don't! Dich and Mohn will fight each other,

and Wolfie believes he's next. So now you know. - You're lying!

Where's Alraune? I'll go tell her who we have for friends.

Is it possible to love more than life what is without life, just because it's beautiful?

But you're living.

And I love you, Alraune!

Wolfie! - I love you and I'm happy!

Can you also be happy without love? - No. No one can.

Is that your heart beating so? - You can feel it?

Strange. I feel only yours and not mine.

I love you, I love you!

And how long does love last?

An eternity. - And what is eternity?

Gerold Inger duelled Mohn. He was shot dead, a kind of suicide.

Also Wolfie caught his death at the ball.

Thank God, Miss. He's been waiting for you.

Is it very bad? - The doctor has little hope.

Ah!

But it is nice that you came.

Sit down. The picture is finished.

Why do you look at me like that? - But you're so cheerful, Wolfie.

I have no reason to be sad.

You're here.

And now you'll always be with me. Won't you?

Please stay calm, Mr. Goutram. Otherwise the doctor will scold you.

But Sister, I feel very well.

Come.

Kiss me, Alraune.

Alraune...

Give him a kiss!

Kiss him at last!

Frank!

Thank you, but I'll no longer be needing you, Sister.

I'm sorry I took so long. What did you want?

You have to listen to me. I have two accidental deaths on my hands.

But when I saw you again after so long and you were...

Since then I no longer know what I'm doing.

You must help me. There is something in me I cannot explain.

I can't control it. I can't cry.

Why can't I cry like other people?

Help me!

I cannot help you. - I know you can.

Why did you leave? Why did you do that?

Perhaps it was cowardice, Alraune.

I was afraid.

Why do you hate me? - I never hated you.

Here, I have something for Lisbeth, Mathieu's wife.

She has two children. She's not well. - Alraune...

You're crying!

"Various well-founded sources have claimed

that Professor ten Brinken's Alraunenquelle is nothing but a swindle.

Professor Martin of the Medical Faculty

has demanded an immediate investigation by the Ministry of Health."

Since sounds but to everything!

This is outrageous!

Against the intervention of the Minister however we would be powerless.

Powerless? What have I to fear?

I can feel your heart.

It's everywhere.

Everywhere.

I see it on your forehead, in your eyes,

on your mouth.

Oh, Frank!

I love you. - Alraune!

Since you've been with me, I'm transformed.

All that was before is like a bad dream.

Why, Frank? - Because now you love.

Love is the divine in Man.

Love is joy, but also pain.

Love is kindness. - Kindness?

And I was evil. - Evil?

If a child is angry with an animal and hurts it,

without feeling pain himself, how can he be hurt?

A child isn't evil. Only heartless.

Yes.

Only when you love do you grow a heart.

Oh, Frank!

A life without love is an evil one.

I think an investigation should be avoided at all costs.

Yes. Prevented!

But how?

There is one possibility.

An old duelling buddy of mine is a officer at the Ministry of Health.

And?

What could he do?

For example, the order...

could disappear.

And what would that cost? - Not a cent.

Not a cent?

How could that be done for nothing?

Because of me.

They'll do something for nothing. What do you want?

With pleasure! Take it down immediately.

Not the picture. The original.

You must be joking! - I never joke about such things.

She, my Alraune?

What do you think my daughter would say?

I think in all modesty, with a return of my feelings,

the young lady can expect a great deal.

What do you mean exactly?

The fact that no sacrifice is too great to avoid a catastrophe.

A catastrophe? What are you talking about?

It could happen that in the investigation a few...

unpleasant details could come to light...

For example? - For example, some experiments

not only against Nature, but against the law.

No one knows

except you.

Exactly.

You're fired! - Think about it.

Although I'm afraid you don't have much time.

Get out!

Before I kill you!

I must go now. - You are forbidden to leave!

I won't let you. - I need to see him.

I'll tell him everything. That I'm staying with you.

See you soon.

I want to know where you were. - With Frank Braun.

Oh, with Frank Braun?

And you say it just like that! I expressly forbade you to see him!

Yes. And yet I will see him again.

Because I must

do so forever. - So then it's happened?

You want to be a solid citizen?

My beautiful, mysterious Alraune, the wife of a doctor

who prescribes a few drops.

Every year another baby. But as I love you I know it won't last long.

I think you're wrong. I love him.

I know you cannot understand, but I love him.

So, you really love him? - Yes, and I have the right to.

No! You're Alraune.

What does my name have to do with it?

I am a woman. I laugh, I cry.

I have a heart like everyone else.

You must not truly love a man.

You cannot order me.

And I have no more fear.

Your laughter will die away,

when you know if you dare, where you come from.

Find out who your parents were! Here!

You're the spitting image of your mother.

No love child are you.

Your mother never saw your father.

She was, so to speak, only a means to an end.

And you are the result of my experiments.

The living proof of my theory. My creation!

I have created you!

You were grown under the gallows, just like the mandrake plant.

You have all the unique characteristics

of your inestimable parents.

Does Frank Braun know everything? - Yes. That's why he fled.

But he's come back. - Yes, to his own destruction.

Because you now know you will drive him to death,

just as you did the others:

Mathieu, Wolfie, Gerold Ingen.

Or have you already forgotten?

And now the chime tolls for Frank.

So now you can go to him.

Lose no time. He's probably waiting for you.

Go!

Why don't you go? Go!

You go, but to him? You want to kill him?

No.

For I love him too much.

I'll stay with you.

Frank! Can you believe it?

Dr. Mohn has unleashed the prosecutor! What will happen to my money?

He reported the Professor! An arrest warrant is out. - That doesn't interest me.

Do you know something about Alraune? Have you heard from her?

For two days I've been waiting! - Why should your Alraune interest me?

Would this creature had never been born!

By this time tomorrow we will be far far away from here.

I've a lot of money abroad.

Every wish I see in her eyes, I'll fulfill if I can.

Alraune and you? Your ingratitude stinks to Heaven!

Has the bitch finally gotten to you? - I forbid you to speak like that of Alraune!

I should have guessed. The doctor is interested in

Project Alraune. - Hold your tongue! No one can know.

Have you been reading the newspapers? Listen to this:

"Reviled Professor creates a being through artificial insemination!"

It's about Alraune! - And her, does she know?

Naturally! He keeps no secrets from her.

I must see her. - Stop! I'm coming with you.

Everyone will envy us. Me and you.

Won't you enjoy that?

Look at me. Why don't you speak?

Say just one word! - If you'll allow me to.

I have to get dressed now.

The Privy Counselor is not receiving anyone!

You'd like that! To beat it now and leave me in the dirt!

I hope you go to hell. I won't miss you, but first

you'll give me my money back! How much I'm involved makes me dizzy!

I haven't forced you. Your own

free will and your greed have enmeshed you!

It's not my fault that the source dried up.

But it is! It was your idea: The Alraunenquelle!

Everything with that witch goes wrong!

First she poisoned my Olytschka to have Frank for herself.

She did that. But now... now I've lost everything!

That I intended to live on with my dear Olytschka!

Alraune! Alraune!

Alraune!

Alraune!

Alraune!

Alraune!

Alraune!

Alraune! Alraune!

Alraune, what is it?

Frank! - Why didn't you come back to me?

You know why. What do you want from me?

Go. Please!

Before it's too late. - It's never too late, Alraune.

Come with me! You must forget all that! - Forget?

Wolfie, Gerold Ingen, Mathieu.

They're always staring at me.

There. And there!

And there! From every corner.

Don't you realize I love you? - And they didn't?

And they didn't die because of me? Exactly because of me?

No one dies except because of himself. Alraune!

Don't touch me. I'll bring you bad luck.

Rid yourself at last of the thought that you are something bizarre.

You are human like everyone else. - Why do you lie to yourself?

You won't realize that my life

began in crime. I'm nothing but a dirty joke!

You can't say that. Alraune, no one is all bad.

The good in people gives them the strength to overcome the evil.

If only the bad survived, the world would be a hell!

There is no good in me. Where should it come from?

I am born of the evil thoughts of an evil man!

A crime that one man arbitrarily set up in the world

without love, a madman's plaything.

Anyone who grows up without love is sick. You weren't evil, Alraune.

You were sick. You can't stay here. You must come with me!

Now you want to disappear with Alraune. But it won't do.

Frank Braun has come with me, in order to take her away.

Why did you do that?

She was my creation.

She didn't belong to any man.

Now she's broken,

the toy,

that God didn't want.