All language subtitles for Think about hot

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(♪ Title theme by Pink Floyd)

(German) Shit!

- (Driver) You don't look German.
- Well, I am.

You don't look like a hitchhiker.

Mmm.

'I had imagined this journey
as a quest.

'I finished my studies in math.

'I wanted to live.

'I wanted to burn all the bridges,
all the formulas,

'and if I got burned,
that was OK too.

'I wanted to be warm.

'I wanted the sun.

'And I went after it.'

Goodbye.

(♪ PINK FLOYD: "Ibiza Bar")

♪ I've aged and aged
since the first page

♪ I've lived every line
that you wrote

♪ Take me down, take me down

♪ From the shelf above your head

♪ And build me a time
where characters rhyme

♪ And the story line is kind...

- That's enough for me.
- AIready?

I guess I'm a little short.

No sweat, man.

Is that all you have?

Don't worry.

♪ And if I am left
on the shelf like the rest

♪ And the epilogue reads like... ♪

- Ciao.
- Take it easy.

- Don't you have any change?
- No.

Excuse me.

- Hey. What's up?
- This money, where did it come from?

Listen, you play like a jerk
and don't even have a pad.

Forget it.

But why?

Could bring me luck.

- Thanks.
- Come on, man.

Don't be a drag.

What's your name, anyway?

Stefan Brückner.

I'm Charlie.
What are you drinking?

But I'll pay, huh?

(In French) Two beers.

Looks like you've been travelling
a long way.

Yes, from Lübeck.

- And where are you heading for?
- Don't know. Maybe to Fez.

I'm interested
in Arab mathematicians.

Morocco.

I was once there with a friend of mine.
We were chased by cops.

- I mean, they were not really cops.
- Mm-hmm.

(Charlie sighs)

Yeah, we'll find you a pad.

- A what?
- A pad. A room.

- Oh, that's nice.
- Mmm.

Charlie, how did you put the money
back in my pocket?

There are ways.

- It's a professionaI secret.
- Huh?

You have slippery fingers, huh?

Mm-hmm.

- But never to take.
- Mmm.

I hope so.
Do you feel well?

Well, how did it go?

(Sighs)

It didn't.

I played for an hour
without getting a pair.

Then I drew a full house,
but the other guy had a royal flush.

How can we find some bread?

Work.

- Doing what?
- Don't know.

What about selling, er...

postcards or subway maps
or something like that?

Yeah, man, I can really see us.

How about hustling girls, huh?

- Same as cards. You need capital.
- Mmm.

- Hey.
- Huh?

Are you, like, honest?

Mmm. So-so.

And you?

Yeah. Like you. So-so.

(In French)
I've got just the job.

A beauty. I saved it for a friend.

- (Charlie) How much?
- 2,000, because it's a little risky.

Nothing serious.

The owners live there year-round,
but spend every weekend in the country.

You could do it Saturday night.
It's a cinch.

- What neighbourhood?
- Étoile. High-class.

Let's see the layout.

It's a piece of cake.

Bedroom, bathroom,

living room, one toilet,
two toilets,

three toilets!

You buying the goods?

- In cash?
- As always.

Just a minute.
Got the money?

- You want it now?
- I'd prefer.

Listen, I'll have it in a few days.

Fine, if no one takes the job
before then.

- Weren't you saving it for a friend?
- Friends are a dime a dozen.

(In English) Give me the money.

(In French) It's not much,
but it's a lot for us.

We'll have the rest Wednesday.

- OK.
- Ciao.

(Doorbell rings)

(♪ PINK FLOYD: "The Nile Song")

(Knocking on door)

♪ I was standing by the Nile... ♪

Hey.

- Hello, Charlie.
- How are you?

- What's happening here?
- Don't worry about that.

- Did you get the money?
- Only 200 francs.

Well, I have 550.
We still need 100.

I know.
Whose apartment is this?

Some rich American.
He thinks he's a hippy.

(Chuckles)

The guy over there.

- Let's have a drink.
- Yeah.

- Very nice here.
- Here.

♪ Soaring high above the breezes

♪ Going always where she pleases

♪ She will make it to the islands

♪ In the sun

♪ I will follow in her shadow... ♪

Who are all these people?

The usual crowd.
I only know a few of them.

The guy over there
who's passing the cigarette.

(Charlie) I don't know.
He's always around.

(Doorbell rings)

(Stefan) 'I fell in love at first sight.

'That's the way I am.'

And the girl? The blonde?

- Where?
- In the corner.

'I was jealous of the guy
she was talking to.'

What's wrong?
Why are you looking at me like that?

Her name is Estelle.
She lives in New York.

I used to see her
in the Pussycat.

- But, uh...
- What?

- Keep away.
- Aren't I good enough?

That's not the point.
I can't explain.

- But why?
- Oh, come on. Have another drink.

- I'm switching to beer.
- Try the kitchen.

I can't find any beer.

- Want me to fix you something?
- Oh, yes, fine.

What shall we make?

- Want a margarita?
- Whatever you like.

- Can I help you?
- No. Thank you.

What's your name?

(♪ Pink Floyd song continues)

Estelle.

So, what's Charlie doing?

Nothing.

What about you?

Nothing.

And you?

Nothing.

How come you're not drinking?
Didn't you like my thing?

Oh, yes.

And I even feel a little drunk.

- Mmm.
- (Giggles)

So do I.

(Sighs)

I asked Charlie about you.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.

What did he say?

No, I won't tell.

Oh, shit. Go on.

Well, er...

- Well, I saw you in the corner.
- Mmm?

And I asked Charlie,
and he told me that you are...

- Hey, we're going.
- What's the matter?

Hurry up. We've got to split.
Hello, baby.

- What's happening?
- Where can I call you? Where?

- Hotel Louisiane.
- OK.

I got the rest of the money.

- How?
- Your chick left her bag lying around.

- What?
- Her bag. Thanks for keeping her busy.

- You bastard.
- Oh, come on.

It's only what we needed,
200 francs.

- I'll bring it back to her right now.
- (Lift motor stops)

Listen, let's get through with our deal.
Then you can play the gentleman.

(Motor resumes)

Why don't you forget about Estelle?

(Siren wails)

(Charlie whispers) Fuck.

Clothes. Only clothes.

(Sighs)

- Hey, Charlie.
- What?

Come here.

(Charlie) Whoa.

- (Estelle) Who is it?
- Stefan.

- Who?
- Stefan!

Hello.

I wish you'd call before coming.

I brought you a present.

What a pretty package.

I'm returning the 200 francs
I stole from you.

Interesting.

Come in.

- They've grown to 400 now.
- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.
- How come?

The interest on the loan.
I made a good deal, thanks to you.

Congratulations. Next time I want
to make an investment, I'll come to you.

Yeah, er...

It was also an excuse
to see you again.

You don't have to pay for that.

I wanted to tell you something.

Go ahead.

But I don't know
how to go about it.

Try.

Well, uh...

Forget it.

I think I understand.

Yeah.

- Well, I think I'd better go.
- Wait a minute. Don't go.

Why?

- I like to hear you talk.
- OK.

(♪ PINK FLOYD: "Cymbaline")

Damn, I'm late.

♪ The path you tread is narrow
and the drop is sheer and very high

♪ The ravens all are watching
from a vantage point nearby

♪ Apprehension creeping
like a tube train up your spine

♪ Standing by with a book in his hand,
he's waiting for tonight

♪ And it's high time

♪ Cymbaline

♪ It's high time

♪ Cymbaline

- ♪ Please wake me...
- It's groovy.

♪ A butterfly with broken wings
is falling by your side

♪ The ravens all are closing in
and there's nowhere you can hide

♪ Your manager and agent
are both busy on the phone...

What's this?

♪ Selling coloured photographs
to magazines back home

♪ And it's high time

♪ Cymbaline

♪ It's high time

- ♪ Cymbaline...
- Mmm. Super.

♪ Please wake me

♪ The lines converging where you stand
they must have moved the picture plane

♪ The leaves are heavy around your feet
you feel the thunder of the train

♪ And suddenly it strikes you
that they're moving into range

♪ Doctor Strange
is always changing size

♪ And it's high time

♪ Cymbaline

♪ Well, it's high time

♪ Cymbaline

♪ Please wake me...

♪ And it's high time

♪ Cymbaline

♪ And it's high time

♪ Cymbaline...

Are you kidding?

Like this.

That's better.

It's going to be legal
in five years too.

I don't feel anything at all.

You will.

(Stefan) What's this?

It got infected.

From what?

Hmm?

When I was in New York
I used to take dope, and...

the needle was dirty.

When was it?

About a year ago.

But you haven't done it since?

No.

Good.

Otherwise, I'd give you
a rough time, baby.

That's a hell of a way to begin.

I missed my plane.

- What plane?
- I'm going to Ibiza.

I go tomorrow.

- Want to come with me?
- Of course. But I can't leave at once.

- Why not?
- I have to finish that deal I made.

I'll be over in a week. OK?

Good. When you get there,
ask for Ernesto Wolf

- because that's where I'll be staying.
- OK. Ernesto Wolf.

What's this?

Read it.

(Stefan) "The brain is like
a map of Africa in 1850,

"still largely uncharted.

"In these dark areas,

"the higher functions of reasoning
and creativity take place."

- Oh-la-la.
- (Giggles)

(Ship's horn)

Coffee.

Thanks.

Do you know Dr Wolf’s address?

(In Spanish) Hotel del Sol Negro,
up the hill.

Thank you.

Excuse me.
Is Dr Wolf here?

- No, he's not.
- No?

Are you sure?
I was told that...

He owns the hotel,
but he lives in his villa.

He doesn't like to be disturbed.

Er, is Estelle Miller here?

No, she's not.

No? But she stays here?

Yes, but she's out.

OK. Do you know
when she'll be back?

She hasn't been back for two days.

Would you please give me her key?
She's expecting me.

I'm afraid not, sir.
She didn't leave any instructions.

OK. Then give me
the address of Dr Wolf.

Well...

Dr Wolf!

(Man #1 in German) A beer, please.
(Man #2) One for me, too.

(Man #3) Hey, guess what,
one for me as well.

Oh, in this heat...

It's so hot.

Must get better ones.

- Where exactly are the knives?
- He's not holding it right.

- No.
- No.

- Now let's see what you can do.
- Ramon, where's the beer?

(In Spanish) A beer!

(In German) This fucking heat.

Now watch.

Nice. Good throw.

Now it's your turn, Hans.

(Laughs) Pretty good!

- No, nothing, again.
- Grab the front end of the knife.

- Yeah, sure.
- That wasn't too bad.

I don't know,
I'm not doing too well today.

OK, give them to me.

Now I want to give it a try.

Give me both. Yes, those two.
Give me the other one.

Come on, kid.
Give me one, too.

FabuIous!

- That was really fantastic!
- Thank you.

- Boy, oh, boy.
- Well, it had to work out eventually.

- You're really the best.
- FabuIous.

Thanks.

- Excuse me, are you Dr Wolf?
- Yes, I am.

- I'm from Lübeck.
- Ah, Lübeck. I know it well.

- You wanted to talk to me?
- Yes.

Well, then come and have
a drink first. Come on.

(In Spanish) Ramon, two absinthes.

You're good at that little game.

I've never seen it before.
What is it?

Oh, I enjoy it very much.
Sometimes I get a little sentimental.

Then I remember the good old days.

Well, let's drink.

- Prost.
- Prost.

How do you like this stuff?

First time I've had it, Dr Wolf.

Call me Ernesto.
They all call me that here.

I hate formalities.

- Have you been here for a while?
- I just arrived by boat this morning.

What can I do for you?

Well...

I'm looking for one of my friends,
Estelle Miller.

She told me you would know
where she was.

Oh, Estelle.
Yes, she's a nice girl.

She's staying at my hotel.
Have you gone there yet?

Yes, but she disappeared
two days ago.

"Disappeared" is a strong word.

You know, this island is crowded
with strange types.

Nobody knows where they come from
and where they go.

Perhaps Estelle met up
with a group like that.

The partying usually ends up
on the beach in the morning.

Have you gone there yet?

No.

- But I'll give it a try.
- Yes.

- (In English) May I sit down?
- Sure, man.

- Well, did you find him?
- Who?

Wolf.

- Why do you ask?
- (Chuckles)

Everything about Wolf interests me.

(In Spanish) Er, shrimp... salad...

red wine.

- Do you know him well?
- None of us knows him well.

- And you?
- I just met him.

It's a pity.

What does Wolf do, exactly?

Oh, he does a lot of things, you know.

What is it?

Go on. Take one.
It's good for you.

It'll pick you up.
You look pretty tired.

OK.

You didn't answer.
What does Wolf do?

Er... I told you.
He does a lot of things.

He's got some restaurants.
He owns a hotel and a bar.

But, actually, I think it's a cover.

Actually, I think he ran into trouble
after the war

and there's some kind
of ex-Nazi thing

which is based in the Mediterranean.

Anyway, that's what people say.

And, er...

What about his girl, Estelle Miller?

What do they say about her?

Oh, I don't know
that she's his girlfriend.

She's certainly part of his crowd.

I want to give you some advice.

Go easy with Wolf.
He can get pretty nasty.

This pill is really working, huh?
What is it?

- It's a purple heart.
- Purple heart?

Yeah, purple heart.
You can get it here without prescription.

Purple heart?

Where were you? I've been
looking for you all over the place.

Oh, yeah? I've been around.

Aren't you even going to say hello?

Hello.

You look strange.

What's the matter with you?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Did you have a nice trip?

- Yeah, thank you.
- What's the matter with you?

I want to know where you have been
for the last two days!

- Don't be vulgar.
- I don't give a damn. Where were you?

Well, it's like this.

I took a little trip, and I don't feel much
like talking about it now.

Let's sit over there.

- It's nice, isn't it?
- Mm-hmm.

- How do you feel?
- OK.

- What are you thinking about?
- You told me not to speak.

That's true.

So, you finally found her.
They come, they go, my friend.

You'll get used to it.

Mind you,
it wouldn't do you any harm

to be a little more serious,
my sweet.

A nice, warm shower,
a great steak and a good night's sleep.

That's what you need.

Sounds lovely.

I'll take care of Estelle.

Can I stay with you?

- No.
- No?

They don't like that sort of thing
in Spain.

Ah, come on!

I just don't want you to, that's all.

But why?

You get on my nerves.

You keep saying things
I don't want to hear.

- See you.
- What's got into you?

- I've just had enough, that's all.
- Of me?

I can't explain.

Why don't you leave me alone?

Why does everybody have to bug me?

All right, I'll go.

Wait a minute. I'm sorry.

Come and lie down next to me.

Do whatever you like.

I warn you, I won't move.

I won't even think about it.

(Ship's horn)

What are you thinking of?

I want you to go.

Again?

I don't understand you.

I know you don't.

Why do you want me to go?

Because sometimes I love you,
sometimes I don't.

"They come, they go", as Wolf says.

He even added that I'd get used to it.
But don't count on it.

I don't.

Repeat what you just said.

Sometimes you love me.

Sometimes I love you.

Then you really do love me?

- Is it true?
-Yes.

Now please go.

I won't leave you before you tell me
what you are doing with that man.

- What man?
- Don't pretend.

- What man?
- Wolf.

Oh, you're kidding.

He was a friend of my father's.

Want to go to a party tonight?

Where?

You take the road to San José

and you go straight
until the 7km mark.

You take the first turn to the right.

There's this little road,
and there'll be a big fire there.

And that's where it's at.

OK. But listen, Estelle, we...

Please! Go away.

(Bongo drums)

(Recorder and guitar)

Stefan.

Wow, I'm really glad you came.

Listen, you shouldn't
take things so seriously.

Because sometimes I get a little bitchy,
but it doesn't mean anything.

OK?

- Want to come and meet my girlfriend?
- Yeah.

Stefan, this is Cathy.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Something stinks.

It's me.

May I kiss you?

- No. Beard's too long.
- I dig it that way.

Up to you. I stink, and I prickle.

- Shall we go over there?
- Yeah.

Hey, hey.
You shouldn't mix it with alcohol.

Hey.

Mind your own business.

(Estelle giggles)

Where are we going to sleep?

Well, you can sleep here.

I'll ask somebody,
and they'll lend you a room.

Yeah, but what about you?

I live with Cathy.

Then you really don't
want me anymore?

I don't get the connection.

You don't love me anymore?

You're crazy. I'm wild about you.

Oh, you tart!

(Estelle laughing) You bastard!

(Stefan groans)

You want a slap?

Try it!

You bastard.

Oh, you deserve another one,
but I'm dead.

Good. Stay that way.

You behave like a whore.

- Because I sleep with you.
- Shh! Someone might hear us.

- So what?
- They might tell Wolf.

(Cathy chuckles)

I really got her there, huh?

Shut up.

Admit. He lays you.

Do you like getting laid by old men?

This is really an attractive couple.

This is really groovy.
Don't you think so?

- I'm getting out of here.
- Wolf and her.

You make me sick!

Don't leave.
Tell me first where my room is.

You were very uncool.

(♪ Bongo drums)

I promise, there's nothing
between Wolf and me.

Like I said before,
he's a friend of the family.

He puts me up and feeds me.
That's all.

If you keep asking me,
I'll only repeat myself.

I won't ask you anymore.

Tell me,

why are you afraid
to have me stay with you?

I'm not afraid. I just don't want
to create any problems.

I don't give a damn.
I want to sleep with you every night.

Me too.

Well, good.
Then I don't see any problems.

Bill said he'd lend me his house
on the other side of the island.

All we have to do is move in.

That's not going to make Wolf
very happy.

You can't make everybody happy.

I just don't want to hurt
anybody's feelings.

I know you don't.

I'll pick you up
at 3:00 in the morning

and no one will see us, hmm?

Hmm?

- Where does this tunnel go?
- To the sea.

I'll be right back.

- What is it?
- Shh.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

(Engine off)

(Estelle) Oh, Christ.

(Engine starts)

(In German) Bitch!

(In Spanish) Where's the packet?

The white packet
tied with a red ribbon?

Didn't you see them leave?

This is how you work? Sleeping?

Sleeping, with what I pay you?

We have to find them.

Watch every boat.
Look for his car!

Do you know
about the sun worshippers?

Uh-uh.

There are young men in Calcutta

who suddenly decide
to devote their lives

to the worship of the sun.

They sit cross-legged
and completely naked

and stare at it all day long.

Pretty soon they go blind.

And after about a year
they shrivel up like plants and die.

Wow!

(♪ PINK FLOYD: "Green Is The Colour)

♪ Heavy hung the canopy of blue

♪ Shade my eyes and I can see you

♪ White is the light

♪ That shines through the dress

♪ That you wore

♪ She lay in the shadow of a wave

♪ Hazy were the visions overplayed

♪ Sunlight on her eyes... ♪

Damn!
You shaved your legs again.

- Do you love me?
- No.

(Screams)

'Estelle just wouldn't go outside.

'She was scared of everything
except our house.'

(Women laughing)

- No, I wouldn't touch it again.
- Oh, come on, Estelle.

I'm sure you have some, just in case.

No, I haven't got any.

(Estelle) Is David back yet?
(Cathy) No.

Is that why you're freaking out?

Yes. He won't come back.

I think I need a little horse.

OK. I'll try and get you some.

But, er...can you keep it cool?

Because Stefan's
going to be back any minute.

Oh, yes.

What is he going to say
when he sees me?

Nothing.

I'll tell him that you told me
you were coming

and that I forgot
to tell him about it.

But he knows
I didn't have your address.

I'll tell him that I sent it to you.

After all, it's the truth.

Even when you're saying the truth,
you look like you're lying.

Oh, yeah?

How do you feel about Stefan?

I like him a lot.

Are you in love with him?

I guess so.

I adore you.

Come and help me mend the sail.

No, I'm tired.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Did I scare you?

Not at all.
Did you just get back?

Yeah.

- Why didn't you come in?
- I was just resting for a minute.

I thought you were
mending the sail, huh?

Oh, I was going to, but Cathy came.

I forgot to tell you she was coming.

Tell me.

What's "horse"?

- "Horse"?
-Yeah.

(Chuckles) I have no idea.

You know,
I'm really worried about Cathy.

She's terribly upset.

I think you ought
to make love to her.

Cathy? Cathy.

Tell me,

what's "horse"?

Heroin.

Heroin?

- Do you take it?
- Not now.

Last year,
Estelle and I were shooting

but we were lucky enough
to get away from it.

'Cathy left the next day.

'The confusion she left behind her
scarred both of us.'

(Wind howls)

Estelle?

Estelle.

Estelle!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! Estelle?

What's the matter?
Tell me. What is it?

Nothing.

Too much sun...

Wind...

I don't know.

I'll call a doctor.

No doctor.

Stay with me.

Where have you been?

I missed you.

What's this? What's this?

Started again!

Where have you hidden the rest?

There isn't any more.

Cathy. Cathy gave it to you.
Is that right?

No.

I stole it.

From Ernesto.

I'll never do it. I swear.

I...

"I" what?

(Whispers) I love you.

(Gurgling)

You must admit, this is better
than that junk of yours, huh?

It's very different.

What's the difference?

(Gurgling)

This makes everything
beautifuI and alive.

Horse just makes you feel
very comfortable.

Uh-huh. That's what horse is.

Yeah.

PeopIe who take horse
want to escape from life.

(Gurgling)

PeopIe who smoke this, or take acid

want to intensify their lives.

Hippies put horse down.

And junkies put down the little fools

that think
they've discovered the world.

Hardly anybody mixes the two.

They lead completely different
ways of life.

So, you are an exception, huh?

Yeah.

Estelle.

I swear, I'm not angry.
I am not lecturing you.

But why did you start again?

- I only took one shot.
- Yes, but why?

I don't know.

You'd been so mean to me. You kept
bugging me about Wolf and everything.

Just depressed.

I thought we were happy together.

Maybe you were, but I wasn't.

You were always saying
that you love me.

I do love you.

It has nothing to do with it.

- Stefan?
- Yes?

- You know what's really awful?
- No. Tell me.

Getting hooked.

It's the end.

But if you only take one shot
every once in a while

it's no different than
an occasional drink or cigarette.

What are you trying to say?

I've got a little left.

But you told me
you didn't have any more.

I only took half of what I had.
I have the other half left.

- Give it to me. I'll throw it in the john.
- Whatever you say. But it's over here.

OK, come on.

Looks like flour.

Do you know how much
that flour's worth?

- No, how much?
- About 10 dollars.

I don't give a damn
about the stuff.

But it's rather foolish
to throw it away.

You know...

...there'd be absolutely no danger
if we split that little bit.

We can't get any more anyway.

I know a way.

Just ask Wolf.

You have a perfect sense of timing.

- Would you like to try it? Just once.
- No. No!

How can you pass up
a new experience?

I'd love to take it with you.

- Are you afraid?
- No.

But you're not going to have any.

(Flies buzzing)

Relax.

- Are you OK?
- Yeah.

Good morning.

I brought you some tea.

Mr Brückner, would it be possible
for me to pose a few questions

concerning your experience
of yesterday evening?

Hmm?

How do you feel this morning?

Mmm, OK.

And how did you feel
yesterday evening?

Oh...

Thank you very much.

Very well.

Fantastic.

And, er, was it worth it?

Well...

I believe that everything
has to be paid for.

The better the value,
the higher the price.

Oh, yeah. Certainly.

PeopIe never understand
the Germanic temperament.

Where's pleasure without tragedy?

Do you have any left?

- Be careful, Stefan.
- Do you have any?

'The second fix was a letdown.
Terrible.

'I'd make the third fix be the second
and forget what was bad.'

(♪ Psychedelic music)

'Time.

'The rhythm of the shots
was accelerating.

'Time...disappeared.'

(♪ PINK FLOYD: "Cirrus Minor")

♪ Waving to the river-daughters

♪ Swaying in the ripples

♪ And the reeds

♪ On a trip to Cirrus Minor

♪ Saw a crater in the Sun

♪ A thousand miles of moonlight later ♪

Hash.

Pot.

Nutmeg.

- Ibogaine.
- Which kind?

- Red, of course.
- Of course.

Ah, nice. Lots of Benzedrine.

- But don't be stingy, huh?
- OK. There you are.

And a touch of banana peel.
You have banana?

Thank you.

Oh, dear.

That's enough.

Let's go out and smash everything!

Outside!

- Outside! Aaah!
- Aaah!

- Ahh.
- (Laughing)

- Here it is.
-What?

The enemy. I am charging!

(Both shouting)

(Stefan) I am a killer!

Hey! Hey!

I am the greatest killer ever!

Aah!

Hey! Hey, hey! Oh!

(In German) I'm a plough!

Take this, and that, and that!

Grab the sails!

(Estelle) Do it. Do it. Do it!

Oh, I'm so proud of you.

- Hey, look what happened.
- Battle wounds.

Fantastic.

(Both laugh)

I'm going now.

- Be careful, hmm?
- Don't worry. I won't be recognised.

(In Spanish) That's expensive.

(In English) Shall we take you home?

- No, thank you.
- (In Spanish) Smile, please.

Get lost.

- I said we are taking you home.
- (In Spanish) Come on.

I don't mind about the guy.

But you have stolen 200 doses
from me.

What are you planning
to do about it?

Don't try to run away.

I'd get you both into trouble
with the police.

Do you want to sit in jail
for a few years?

I know the right people
and you'd be caught right away.

You see, I am having you watched.

Haven't you noticed people
making charcoal near the house?

So, my little one,

this is what I propose.

- It's about time.
- I've got to tell you something.

- I need a fix.
- Please, Stefan, listen. It's important.

- I tell you, I need a fix! Please.
- OK. Take it easy.

It's your 12th one.

Keep the lecture for later.

Fix me. Hurry up!

Come on.

(Gasps)

(Sighs)

What were you just saying?

I didn't steal one bag from Wolf.

I stole 200.

(Chuckles) He might not like that.

He isn't happy at all.

Give them back to him.

- Are you sure you want me to?
- Mmm.

Here's the thing.

He's really mad.
So I'll give him back what's left.

But because he likes you,

all you have to do to pay him back
for the shots you've aIready had

is go to work for him
as a barman for a little while.

Oh, yeah?

He can go to hell.

We haven't any choice.
We're in a spot.

But if you work a little,
everything will be cool and...

...we can even keep a few bags.

No.

It's either that,
or he's going to get us busted.

(Grunts)

Well, we can leave.

Go pack, woman.

Come and take a look.

(Stefan) What are they doing?
(Estelle) They're making charcoal.

(♪ Blues song on jukebox)

'We moved back to town,

'close to my work.'

(♪ PINK FLOYD: "The Crying Song")

♪ Laughter echoes in your eyes

♪ We climb and climb

♪ Foot falls softly in the pines...

- Don't you have anything to say?
- No.

Why not?

I'm in a bad mood.

That's nice. So am I.

♪ We cry and cry

♪ Sadness passes in a while...

I've got some salary in advance.

OK. Now we can pay back Ernesto.

Call him Wolf!

OK. Wolf.

I'll bring him the money
tomorrow morning.

I'll do it myself.

I just said it like that.

Well...

Think first or shut up.

What are you bitching about?

None of your business.

You make me sick.

(Door slams)

(Stops music)

(♪ Psychedelic music)

'That was a new way,
under the tongue.

'Cops don't look there.'

(Estelle screams)

What happened?

(Whispers) Nothing.

Cigarette.

- You are bleeding.
- Yeah.

What's the matter?

Bit my tongue.

- What are you hiding?
- Nothing.

- And this?
- Go to hell.

You've been doing it on your own!

All the time.

All the time?

Only when you did.

You bitch!

At Ieast I haven't been hiding!

And I don't lecture anybody!

Leave me alone.

This is too stupid.

Why can't we stop?

We can leave.

We still have time.

(In German) Here are
the remaining packets.

And here is the money
for the missing 50.

Count it.

I'm sorry if I caused you trouble.
But that stuff doesn't belong to me.

Yeah.

I'll return it to the owner
along with the money.

By the way,
this is very decent of you.

Congratulations
on your return to reason.

Why not be friends?

'September 7.

'So ended one week of hell.
And so began our self-made cure.

'It worked for alcoholics,
it would work double-good for us.

'The crowning touch - LSD.'

- This stuff... is pure, isn't it?
- Hmm.

It's not cut with speed or anything?

Of course not.
I know where it comes from.

- Prost.
- Prost!

- Mmm.
- Mmm.

OK. We've got about 45 minutes.

So, why don't we get dressed
and call a taxi?

- A taxi?
- Yeah.

OK.

- Good idea?
- Very good idea.

(Stefan) Gracias.

(Estelle) Muy bien. Gracias.

- Oh!
- It's OK.

(Both) Wow!

(Both) Ohhmmm.

(Estelle) Ohhmmm.

(Stefan joins in)

(Stefan) Ohhmm.

'Revelation of the ultimate
reality of things,

'of their infinite textures.

'The world is like new.

'I am ravaged by a thirst
for the absolute and purity.

'I can clearly face up to the abominable
alienation I had been led into.

'A calm interior force tells me,
"I won't fix again."

'This brutal face-to-face
with our own selves was not painless,

'especially for Estelle.

'Although, unlike me,
it wasn't her first trip.'

You're evil.

Devil! Devil!

(Screams)

Do you still feel it?

A little.

I'm getting tired.

Why were you so afraid of me before?

It wasn't you.

It was me.

I guess I don't like myself much.

You should.
You're... You're beautiful.

From now on, freedom.

'I was in harmony with the world
for the first time.'

(♪ Psychedelic music)

(In German)
Evening, Stefan. Doing well?

Good evening, yes.

Two beers.
Two large schnapps.

(Chatting in German)

'I even felt a certain warmth
for those unbelievable tourists.

'They were human beings,
and what's more, fellow countrymen.

'I think that Wolf was moved by them,
like me.'

(♪ Accordion)

(Singing in German)
♪ When I turn home once again

♪ Early in the morning
as the sun comes up

♪ I'll look down into the valley

♪ Where a girl stands
before every door

♪ She'll sigh so quietly

♪ And lightly whisper

♪ My dear Silesia

♪ My homeland

♪ So naturally

♪ Somehow, some way

♪ We'll meet again

♪ My dear Silesia

♪ We'll meet again

♪ By the banks of the Oder ♪

(Cheering)

(♪ Psychedelic music)

'October 3, 5:00 am.

'She wasn't here yet.

'I don't know what insanity
made me leave her with Wolf.

(Footsteps outside)

(Ship's horn)

'It's winter now.

'We are both hooked again.

'As they say,
we are on a different trip.

'We are sort of the outcasts
of our own micro-society.'

(Wind howls)

- Where were you?
- What do you mean, where was I?

Where were you
the night we started again,

when I was waiting for you
until 5 o’clock in the morning?

The 3 October, precisely.

How the hell do you
expect me to remember?

Liar. You know perfectly well
where you were.

You're out of your mind!

Bitch!

Hey, mother. Come on, get up.

- Charlie.
- Hi.

- Where are you coming from?
- I just came from Beirut.

- Ah, yeah?
- Come on. Put your pants on.

(Sighs)

- How have you been?
- Getting on pretty well. Thank you.

Oh, I am so tired.

- You look well.
- Better than you.

- You earned a lot of money in Paris?
- A little.

- Pinball machines?
- Things like that.

Oh-la-la.
You can give me a little bit.

I need a little bit.

Let's have a coffee, hmm?

Tell me,

do you think I am finished?

No, I don't think you're finished.

But you'd better get the hell
out of here fast.

We'll leave for Paris tomorrow.

Get your things together right now,
and say goodbye to Estelle.

- Why?
- "Why?"

Do you know how many guys
she's destroyed already? Two.

Real nice guys.
Want to be the third man?

I warned you about her, didn't I?

Remember the party?

What about her?
- Well, what about her?

What's going to happen to her?

Listen, where she's at,
doesn't matter anymore.

(Wind howls)

Estelle?

Hi. Have you seen Estelle?

No, man.

Hi, Tommy.
Have you seen Estelle?

No. It's too early, man.

3:00 am. Girls who come after midnight
make me sick.

Move.

I don't think she's so speciaI anyway.

You just got carried away, that's all.

And she has fat legs.

And she talks a lot of shit.

Move.

You're going to lose your rook.

Hey, don't you care
about losing your rook?

OK, I'll take it.

- What's the matter?
- Nothing. I...

Yeah, you need a fix.

Well, go take it.

We'll start the cure in Paris, peacefully.

Yeah.

- Where the hell have you been?
- Give it to me!

- Speak!
- Fuck you. Give it to me!

- Speak!
- Please!

Speak! Where were you?

Shopping.

Shopping?
Where are the things you bought?

I left them at Susan's.
I spent the day with her.

I saw Susan.
She told me she never had seen you.

Give it to me! Give it to me!

(Screaming)

(Hysterical laughter)

Go on. What were you saying?

I want to know your timetable.

I also want to know
where you have been on 3 October.

If I tell you, will I get my stuff?

Yes.

Even if you don't like
what you hear?

Yes!

Swear.

Swear!

OK, I swear!

All right. I was with Wolf.

In fact,
I've been with him quite often.

I don't like him.

That's the way it is.

Sorry.

Now...

OK.

I'll prepare it for you.

What was all that racket?

She's gone.

Where?

Gone.

Well, isn't that what you wanted?

Isn't it?

- Answer me.
- No, no.

That's what you wanted.

The boat is sailing in two hours.
You'll be out of here.

I can't make it without her.

- I'm going to find her.
- What are you talking about?

Don't go. Don't do it.

Ah, you're crazy.

(Groans)

Estelle! Estelle!

(Dog barking)

Estelle!

(In Spanish) Nobody's here! Get lost!

Get out of here or I'll shoot.
I'll shoot, get it?

Estelle!

Where is Estelle?

- Please. Excuse me.
- Yeah.

- Do you have any horse?
- Horse?

- Yeah?
- No.

Oh, please, please, come on.

I...

I swear I'll give it back to you
tomorrow night.

I need it.

Well, why don't you get some
at the bar?

No. I...

I can't find my key.

- Pick some up at home.
- No.

I-I-I...

I threw away my-my things. I...

You know, I...

I am crazy. I went crazy. I...

Be nice, man. I need it.

I am losing my mind.

Please.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Please, give me...

Give me two. Two.

Thank you.

Listen, take it easy with that.

- Don't take them both at once.
- OK.

(Lighter clicks)

(Church bell tolls)

(Charlie) 'Those stupid bastards
thought he'd killed himself.

'They wouldn't give him
a religious funeral.

'Although it was winter, the sun
was shining like on a hot summer day.'

(Dirt landing)