All language subtitles for Traumfabrik 2019 1080p BluRay DD5.1 x264-BdC.en

(Harmonic music)

(He cries.)

(He screams in frustration.)

(Sniff)

Grandpa, no
admission for adults.

Well, I was lucky again.

(He sighs.)

What is the name
of the young lady?

Camille.

Camille.

And, uh...

Does she like you too?
- I do not know.

In any case, I would
tell her that you like her.

The worst thing is not knowing
what the other is feeling.

Does not matter. Tomorrow
I'm going back to mom and dad.

Then I will never see her again.

You will be here again
in the next vacation.

Then you'll see each other again.
- She forgot me long ago.

You know, if you
really like yourself...

so really, yes...

then nothing and
nobody can separate you.

But you have to fight for it.

You can never give up.

Otherwise she'll
really forget you.

Great. And what am I supposed to do now?

Yes...

I once knew one.

He had the same problem as you.

But he didn't give up.

Who? What did he do? - Yes...

Your old grandpa
has to think about it.

that was ages ago

So...

What do we start with?

(Idyllic music)

Excuse me. Hi there. I'm
looking for Alexander Hellwerg.

Set construction. House 301.

Tell the guy he
owes me a little owl.

I know he's taking the
freight entrance to avoid me!

(Atmospheric music)

(Voices)

(She rings the bell)

Sorry, house 301?
- Straight ahead here.

(Man in command)
left, left, left, left...

Hey, watch where you're going!

Well handsome man?

(Camel roars.)

(Mysterious music)

(Music swells.)

(Man) Attention! - (Loud Tuten)

(Man) calm please, we're shooting!

Running. - And please!

(Silence, you only
hear his steps.)

(Loud bang)

(Tuten) - (babble of voices)

(laugh)

Boo! - Boo!

(Mysterious music)

(Wind whistles)

(Man) Thanks, out!

Welcome to the movie.

(sighs) Unfortunately
I couldn't pick you up.

You see what's going on
here. Come on, I'm in a hurry.

(laughs) Nice to see you.
- Thank god I'm out of there.

You will like it here. We make
eight films at the same time.

Also the new one
with Beatrice Moräe.

Never heard. - Oh man.

(Soldier scolds Russian.)

The soldiers work
as small actors.

Nice boys when they're sober.

Here we are.

(Bottles clink.)

You're thirsty with the film.
- Come on, pack up!

(Horn)

(Soft music)

(Workshop noise)

(groans) This is Omega.

For the space film.
Looks totally real later.

Now get to work!

What?
- You’re about to start. Night shoot

I just got there.

Third house on the left.
Department for Small Actors.

Just have to stand around.
Just the thing for you.

Move out.

(Groan)

Ah!

(Dynamic heroic music)

Hey sweety! We read
every wish from your eyes.

(laugh)

(Voices)

Ladies and Gentlemen,

I present the
thief of the senses.

Mia Lorena!

(Admiring murmur)

(Flamenco music)

(Further passionate
flamenco music)

(Cheering)

(Soft music)

Stop!

- Out! ' out!

(Murmurs)

I will say it again now!

I don't like the light at all!

We need more light!

(Director) We're
doing another light test.

(French) Omar, I'm sorry.

The lighting is a disaster.

Ten minutes please, yes?

I need a double
light for Omar. Fast!

You! Come over! You
are light double, go.

Vite, vite, here on the mark.

We don't have
forever. Come on. So.

Do you see that?

What is there? Hm?

Nothing!

But there should be
something. Namely a headlight!

So that the black pirate
is not completely in black!

So please!

(Murmur) - Well then.

So, let's go on.

OK. The two face each other

look deep into
each other's eyes.

He tenderly strokes a
strand of hair from her face.

And between the two

a magical moment arises.

(Soulful music)

And then he kisses her.

And so that I can see that

what do i need for this?

(Murmurs) - light, damn it!

Light!

Hey, tell me!

What are you doing here?
- (Assistant) What are you doing?

I thought... you
said the pirate...

The pirate, yes. Not you!
You only stand for the light.

(French) How can
you be so stupid?

Come on, get away with you.
Away away! Get the idiot out of here!

The last thing I
need is a small actor

who is too stupid to stand!

So, I need more
light from this side.

(Neigh)

(Crowd) Oh!

Where is he? Where's that idiot?

I kill him!
- (French) What's going on here?

Oh...
- How long is this stupid dance scene?

I've been waiting in this
uncomfortable dress for an hour!

(French) Sorry, Beatrice.

We have a little problem with
the scenery, as you can see.

Then we can take my close-ups.

We don't need a
backdrop for this.

Yes, you are absolutely right.
- Naturally.

Set up on close-up.

Dance double can go.

Come on away.
Set up on close-up.

Extinguish the fire.
- (Assistant) delete!

(She groans softly.)

Snowy. Leave the car to fetch. I
want to go to the hotel immediately.

Of course, madame.

(Serious music)

(Thunder)

(Fans, journalists)
Madame Moräe!

(Beatrice) Milou,
wait at the car!

(Man) Madame Moräe, please smile!
- (woman) Madame Moräe!

(Sad music)

Werner, come over here, come!

Did you kiss Beatrice
Moräe on the mouth?

Yes, I have to get to know her.

I invite them to dinner.
- Half the world wants that, Emil.

You can never get to them again.

Alex, you don't understand that.

We had intensive eye
contact this morning.

And then she smiled at you.
- Not directly.

But she did that.

Madness. Love at first sight.

Keep laughing. You will see.
- Don't shit.

You fly out on edge.

Oh yes. A little
thing went wrong.

(Man) Mr. General Manager.

(Alex) Mr. General Manager...

A crazy mini actor has
destroyed the outside backdrop.

Get to work immediately!

Rebuild everything.
- Yes, Mr. Director General.

The outside backdrop destroyed?

(Alex) One day.

You are here for
a day, Emil. A day.

Well...

We tried

Can't you get me a new job?

Please, Alex.

I have to stay here.

I do everything. No matter what.

But I have to see her again.

(Cheerful music)

He can take care of the geese.

They are stolen and
eaten by the Russians.

Already missing six pieces.

Thank you. - Not for that.

Geese?

Please don't do anything
stupid. Take good care of her.

When I come back,
please, they're still alive.

(Impish music)

(Cheerful music)

(Soulful music)

(Emil) Beatrice?

(French) Who is that again?

I don't want to be disturbed!
- (Emil) Madame...

Send him away!
- I'm going to check, madame.

Bontour.

Madame.

Come on, come
on. Je m'appelle...

What can I do for you?

Hm?
-I wanted to apologize to you.

For him, that is...
- Yes, that... the kiss.

Yeah right. - Mhm.

For half a kiss.

One half, your half of
the kiss, was missing.

Sorry for the half kiss.

And on behalf of the entire
film production industry

Welcome to the DEFA studios.

It is a great honor for us

to welcome such a
world class world sarin.

(with accent) I've been here for two
months. And I'm leaving tomorrow.

I...

Madame, before you leave tomorrow...
- Quick question.

Is everything okay over there?
- Yes of course.

And what is that? - Uh, peanuts.

Peanuts. - I love peanuts.

Speaking of food, um...

I would like to invite you
to dinner before you leave.

Are you your geese?
My set is full of feathers.

What? These are not mine.
- Emil!

What are you doing with my geese

What's going on now?

I wanted to rest and now these
vultures are running around here.

You should send people
away and not talk around.

No use for anything! - Shut up!

My goodness!

A little respect please.
Who do you think you are?

(Gloomy music)

Hm?

So, Mr. Beck, Mr. CEO Beck.

I'm sorry about the geese.

I neglected my duty of
supervision negligently.

Negligent neglect.
Tongue-twister.

And, Madame Moräe...

Everything i told you

I meant exactly that.

Every single word.

I'd rather die than
shoot here again!

(Door slams.)

Never dare again

to put one foot on this site.

If I see your face once more

then I'll make your life hell.

Come on.

Ah...

Uh, sorry. - Yes?

Ah!
- (Milou) Ren, run. Quick, run!

(Security guard) Stand
still! Stop, damn it!

Out of the way!

Ah! - (Milou) sorry.

(She chuckles)

(Emil) Hm? - Hide yourself.

(Security guard) Where are they?

You must be out the back.

Hush!

(whispers) What's your name?

Milou.

And you?

Emil.

Hi there. - Hi there.

(Soft music)

(Security guard) There! Hey!
Hey! There they are. Freeze!

Stop! Stop, I said!

(Cheeky-researched music)

Ups.

(quietly) Go. Below.

Hush!

(laughing) Come on.

So...

Time was not enough.

But you like peanut.

(He laughs.) - Sit down.

Alois...

I should have cleared up
your misunderstanding earlier.

But I had to take revenge
for the ruined dance scene.

I'm sorry.

Oh...

I'm afraid this film
world is not for me.

Well, you wanted dinner with me.

Uh-huh.

Now you have one

Mmh, good vintage, right?

Bon Appetit. - Bon Appetit.

Hmm.

Hmm. - Good.

We should come here more often.

That was really delicious.

However, a toast was missing.

You should have said
something romantic.

Oh, yes, I...

I'm not that romantic type.
- no?

Rather hard and impenetrable.

And... a little superficial?

Why else do you want to eat with
a woman you don't know about?

Because you only look at the outside.
- You underestimate me.

Oh yes?

Yes, maybe I know you very well.

Maybe. But I don't trust you.

All right.

You are wrong here
and you know that.

Yes. You are a
professional dancer.

And a damn good one at that.

You saw some musical as a kid.

Since then you've been dreaming
of a career on the big stages.

But you're too small for that.

You have for the
shadow of Beatrice

given up your own dream.

You bend until you almost break.

That's why you cried
in the car that day.

The fact that you are incredibly
beautiful is irrelevant to me.

I interpret the silence
so that I am not wrong.

I wonder if I tell you
what I think about you

or whether it's too mean.

Tell me.

First, you're just as
wrong here as I am.

Second, you know it too.

Third:

You don't know what you
want to do with your life.

No soldier wears his uniform
with less pride than you.

Why were you in the army
Can't think of anything better?

It is obvious that the
film world is not for you.

And yet you're here.

So the problem is
the world out there.

You no longer wonder
where your place is in

but whether it exists at all.

You know, I wonder

what is worse?

An unfulfilled dream...

or have no dream at all?

Well... it was
actually pretty mean.

You didn't even include
a small compliment.

I know.

(Car honks.) - No.

Unfortunately I have to
go already. I'm so sorry.

How was the kiss

I can't really judge that.

Was only a half...

Kiss.

(Romantic music)

Was acceptable.

Now we are quits.

We are not. I still
owe you a toast.

Tomorrow we fly back to Paris.

Was I right?

When I was five I saw “Mälodie
de la jungle” for the first time.

Then the princess dances with elephants
and I've been dreaming of it ever since.

That was the moment.
Was I right too?

I'll tell you when you come
to Hall 7 tomorrow morning.

I want to show you something.
- (car honks.)

Are you coming?

Peut-ätre.

Peut-ätre.

(french) I'm sorry! - Attention.

I am late, I know.

It will never happen again.

Indeed it won't.

(You don't understand the men.)

You bluff - Ace of spades.

Huguenot, what does
"peut-ätre" mean?

What are you doing here?
- A beer?

Do you know - Maybe.

How? Do you know it or
not - Peut-ötre maybe means.

Peut-ätre maybe means.

Are you telling me
what you're doing here?

Dear brother, and if it is
your last deed: I need you.

You all. It's about
life and death!

Yes, not quite.
Nearly. Are you there

(Exciting music)

(Soldiers whisper in Russian.)

Ey! - Posh!

Hush!

It is more than a small favor.

(Soldiers whisper in Russian.)

Merci.

Bontour. -Good Morning.

Where to go

After Babelsberg please.
- To the DEFA?

(Milou) Exactly. - Kenn ick.

I've driven a lot of artists.

(Romantic music from the radio)

What... what's going on?

(Music ends.) - I don't know.

(Tense music)

Excuse me. - stay behind!

Turn around! - But I have to...

Back, otherwise I'll shoot.
- You can...

Freeze! You're welcome.
We have orders to shoot.

(Dramatic music)

(Taxi driver) Miss, come on!

Come back! Immediately!

(Radio) "RIAS Berlin, a free
voice from the free world."

What's going on here?
- "The same picture everywhere.

Barbed wire and People's Police.

It is said that the flow of refugees
from east to west makes it necessary

cordon off the
Soviet sector... "

I'll drive you back.
- "That was RIAS Berlin."

(Sad music)

(He sniffs.)

Peut-ätre.

(Melancholic music)

(Man, English) "The People's Police
have sealed off the Soviet sector."

Streets were torn
open and cordoned off.

Don't pass on foot. You will be
prevented from doing so by force of arms.

The police also protect
the border in West Berlin.

It is impossible to
get to East Berlin.

As a precaution, we advise you

to leave as soon as possible.

I want to leave before
a war breaks out here!

No more flights today.

What is that crap This
country makes me sick.

(Incomprehensible)

(Depressing music)

(Ms.) Mr. General Manager,

filming in all studios
has come to a standstill.

No employee from
the West has appeared

and many from the east either.

There are dramas going on.

What shall we do now?
- That will make us stronger.

I trust our party's decisions.

We take stock of the workforce.

We will have to do without western
staff and have to hire new staff.

(Tense music)

Good Morning.
- Morning. Thank you.

The car is ready. - Go ahead.

Excuse me. Can I
call Babelsberg again?

No chance. The
lines are still dead.

(Beatrice) Milou! We drive.

Immediately! I don't wait
a second longer for you

(Announcement) "...
Flight 1406 to Paris.

This is the last call for
flight number 1406 to Paris.

All passengers board gate 3.

Please proceed to gate 3. "

(Marsch-steps)

(Metallic scratching)

Long night, what?

Uh-huh.

The one that was in before
doesn't come anymore.

Is this your office now?

Hm? - Is that your office now?

Uh-huh.

Be so good and
tell me your name.

For the new shield.

(Emil) Uh, Karl...

Bo... miner.

We'll get it

(Russian, distorted) "Come on!
Have good medicine for lovesickness!

(Emil) You are free, go!

(slap) Go, run! Don't
be suppressed anymore!

Fly to freedom! Flies! "

(Melancholic music)

"This is your captain speaking.

We are now leaving GDR airspace.

You are now safe.

We'll be in Paris in
about two hours. ”

where is everyone?

What do you think?

No idea. Everything
was in vain anyway.

Milou didn't come.

Of course not. Nobody
crosses the border.

What limit?
- Are you kidding me?

Berlin is in a state of emergency.
The east-west border is closed.

Barricades, barbed
wire, soldiers.

They opened the streets.
Nobody can get through that.

Yes of course.

Yes of course. That's it.

You couldn't cross the border.

Your hotel is in West Berlin.
She couldn't get over there.

Don't you understand
what's going on here?

But.

It didn't move me.
Do you understand?

She definitely wanted to come.
I knew something was wrong.

I knew it.

Naturally! She definitely
wanted to come. I knew it.

The line is interrupted.

I have to go to her. - Emil!

You can no longer
go to the west.

And she's been on her
plane for a long time.

She is gone.

(Grandson) "Why didn't you
call her on your cell phone?"

Well, why me?

Grandpa, I'm not stupid.
You talk about yourself.

(Grandpa) Oh yes...

Why didn't you send
her a WhatsApp?

There wasn't anything like that.
- Awesome.

Did you go to paris

Oh you know,

I tried everything
possible to see her again.

But then they have a
wall three meters high

built between East
and West Germany.

And now I was suddenly
trapped in my own country.

Yes, it was completely hopeless.

Just like you and Camille.

What is that stupid story?

Not so quickly, young
man. Let me finish talking.

Suddenly there was
an unexpected turn.

All she said was "peut-ätre".

Maybe you are right

and I have to knock
it out of my head.

Wait a moment.

(Menacing music)

Mr. General Manager, Mr. Prager.
- May I?

(Exciting music)

(Prager and Beck are
slowly getting closer.)

Can I help you?

Um ' "

This is the office of...
- Mr. Karl Boborkmann.

And you are?

Albrecht, Rosemarie
Albrecht. Secretary.

From Mr. Boborkmann. Yes.

But he's not there at all. I've
only been here three days.

So I don't even know
what he looks like.

It should be quite big. - Yes?

Yes, roughly the size.

Blond, blue eyes. - Aha.

Pretty slim, you could say.
Quite young for his position.

He can be...
incredibly charming.

You dear little.

Are you Mr. Boborkmann?

I am. - Oh...

I am very sorry. I
did not know that.

I've only been here three days.

I thought you were
probably shooting somewhere

and have to be on site.
- Yes, I was there.

Absolutely urgent. Of course.

You will be happy to hear

that your office was
renovated in your absence.

Come with me.

I took the liberty

Order you a new table and chair.

Yes, and here is your mail.

These scripts are
eligible for production.

And there is also your
new studio equipment.

Yes. Now I don't want
to stop you any longer.

If you need anything, I'm
just a push of a button away.

Could I have a coffee?

Of course, wait.

(She closes the door.)

(Exciting music)

Hello, Rosemarie? - "Uh-huh."

Let Mr. Hellwerg come
from the backdrop.

It's urgent. He should hurry up.

"Immediately take care of it."

(Lively music)

So...

Yes, please.

(Emil, with a disguised voice) Your
brother has devastated the scenery,

and you knew it.

Tell me, do you
still have them all?

Alex, I have the idea
of seeing Milou again.

You can not be
serious. Are you...

Your coffee. - Thanks, Rosi.

Can I say Rosi?
- Of course, Mr. Boborkmann.

Not bad for a goose herder, huh?

What are you doing here?

Even as a Boborkmann
you can't cross the border.

I don't want that at all.
Milou comes to Babelsberg.

Aha. And how?

When Beatrice Moree
makes a film here again.

And Karl Boborkmann will
make a film that she cannot refuse.

Do you want to make a film?
- Yes.

If someone finds out,
you'll end up in jail.

Only Beck and Prager have me in
the box. The rest don't know me at all.

I just avoid them.

We just have to convince
the morale to make the film.

After that, the thing
practically runs by itself.

Then Beck will have
to approve production...

What kind of film is
that supposed to be?

No matter. A very
small one. Small effort.

Emil. - Trust me.

It will be a tiny, tiny one.

A movie. - Emil...

You know that I always help you.
- Yes. Yes.

But that's the stupidest
idea I've ever heard of.

You have no idea about the film
and you want to risk everything

to see a girl you may not care

Karl Boborkmann doesn't
exist. And that will remain so.

(Thoughtful music)

I know it sounds totally insane.

And I know that
this plan is crazy.

But I have to see her again.

I've seen a lot in 40
years of film business.

But that's really the
craziest, most idiotic...

and most beautiful
thing I've ever heard.

I will help you with that.

(Makeup artist) "Beatrice's
dream role is Cleopatra."

(Emil) "Cleopatra. Yes,
Cleopatra is good. That's perfect."

What do we need?
- A torsion bar.

Aha. - You can't do it alone.

We need the best.
- People who don't run to Beck right away.

(Makeup artist) “The
top people are good.

But we need trust,
heart and passion. "

Are you there

“Helmut has been a
camera assistant for 40 years.

He dreams of doing
a camera himself. "

Perfect.

But I'm color blind.

Which colors? - Red Green.

No problem.

The film takes place in the
desert. Everything is yellow anyway.

Welcome to the team, Helmut.
- Thank you.

(Emil) Who else?
- I have a few more people.

But don’t tell them you’re
only doing it for a girl.

(Euphoric music)

(Voices)

Quiet! Quiet!

One after the other.
- We need 1500 small actors.

A huge room with
a gigantic throne.

Props like gold treasures.

And sumptuous costumes.

We need, we need
columns, sculptures,

Busts and of course...

Pyramids.

(Everyone's talking confused.)

(Emil) Why are you helping me?
- I'm going to retire next year.

One last adventure.

But the most important thing is

that we keep it
absolutely secret.

The Kleopatra project
must not leave this room.

We are going to make a
big Cleopatra film soon.

Several sets, thousands of
small actors, epochal battles.

It’s going to be the
biggest movie ever.

I even know the director
Boborkmann personally.

For real? - But... shit!

Secret.

Comrade Beck, why do we have to

experienced through this
grease sheet of the class enemy?

Hm?

So be it.

We congratulate you
on this great success.

That's exactly what we need
now. A prestige project of socialism.

But you should have informed us.

(He clears his
throat.) Yes, that, uh...

All of this was not
yet under one roof.

I also don't know
how that in the West...

Let them know
that we are not idle.

And?

What is the current
state of affairs?

Looks good.
- What does that mean?

Does not sound good.

Are there any problems
with the young talent?

"According to the
information we have

is only 24 years
old Karl Boborkmann

to direct this project.

He is considered an exceptional
young talent in the zone. ”

Oh, yes, of course,
Comrade Boborkmann.

My young talent.

A first-class product of
local filmmaker training.

Mr. Prager, do you find Boborkmann
and bring him here briefly?

(There is a knock.) - Mhm.

Sorry to bother you. Someone
wants to speak to you there.

Mr. Boborkm...

Oh...

Mr. Boborkmann.

Comrades, Mr. Boborkmann would be there then.
- Mmh!

Comrade director.

The young talent.

Mr. Boborkmann.
Don't worry, step closer.

(Tense music)

Comrade Grothe.

The party is behind you.

Comrade Beck, say
something about your pupil.

Yes, what should I say?

Diligence, discipline and talent

distinguish comrade Boborkmann.

But what I'm
particularly excited about

is his ability to surprise
me again and again.

Very good.

It's great that Beatrice
Moree is the main character.

Screenwriter...

and director.

Respect, comrade Boborkmann.

The top priority is the
smooth running of production.

Is this guaranteed?

Yes.

Yes. Yeah it's just
hugely important

to realize the film
with my torsion bar.

Naturally.

As long as the
cameraman is not blind.

We are expecting
the script tomorrow.

Comrade Beck.

Comrade Boborkmann.

(The door is closed.)

Ts...

Well, then I'm going
to write a script.

(Tense music)

Shit, Emil.

This time you really
rode yourselves in the shit!

Right.

No matter. Watch out. We
type in parallel. Come on.

And write as often as you
can: "Close-up: Cleopatra".

That is all Beatrice
is looking for.

(Emil is slowly
typing letter by letter.)

(Peppy music)

(Emil, enthusiastic)
With huge ships!

Caesar is angry, very
angry. It's good. It's good!

(Music overlays
the conversation.)

I see a ship, a sunrise.

(Music overlays
the conversation.)

And?

It's the biggest
crap I've ever read.

"Cleopatra. From
Karl Bobork... man. "

Boborkmann? - Mhm.

What a stupid name.
- Totally stupid.

No matter. Read on. - So...

"The sun rises
over the pyramids."

No, jump straight
to my first scene.

"Close-up of Cleopatra." - Mmh!

(Ring) - (Beck) Madame Beatrice.

Before you say
anything, let me...

The script is...
- "The best ever.

I want the film and
accept your apologies.

We'll see you on the
set. A tout a l'heure. "

Of course, madame.

Incomprehensible.

"Cleopatra" has
been approved. Ts!

They watch the
production day and night.

Hellwerg will not survive the
first day of shooting as a director.

Call Janssen.

He takes over the shooting
as soon as Hellwerg is fired.

(Grandson) "I don't
believe a word."

You just made it all up.
- (Grandpa laughs.)

Maybe yes,

maybe no.

But it's a cool story.

Yes? Is that so?

Then I don't want
to be like that.

Do you want to
hear the rest of it too?

Did that work with Cleopatra?

(Grandpa) "Oh yes. more or less.

I had no idea what
I had started there.

You know, make a
film like that, that's...

a very complicated matter.

All the preparation alone.

It took months before
the shoot finally started.

What was not clear
to me at the time:

A lot can change
during such a long time. "

(Soft music)

(You don't understand him.)

Madame morae,

on behalf of the general
manager and the whole studio

my name is you and
you, Monsieur Shalhou,

Welcome to the DEFA studios.

Ah merci! - Your car is ready.

Where have we met?

I know you.
- No, I do not think so.

Ah...

(Melancholic music)

(Emil) "I should
have forgotten her.

You were right.

This film idea
was totally stupid. "

It is too late for
this realization.

You have to make this film.
- It makes no sense anyway.

The thing was
doomed from the start.

Take care, little brother.

You go to the set
now and finish it.

Roger that?

I'm sorry.

No, you don't let people down.

You don't let me down!

Beck is just waiting
for you to fail.

And then you end up in prison.

Do you want it?

Come on.

There is your place

Should we take the
35's or 50's lens?

You decide. I blindly
trust you there.

Blind.

Which one would you take - The.

Perfect. Me too.

(Magical music)

(Whisper)

(Click camera trigger.)

Is the position so good,
sir... Boborkmann?

Excellent position.

Sound off!
- (Tonmann) sound is running.

(Emil) camera off!

(Helmut) Shut up!
- (Assistant) 48/1 the first.

Folding!

And please!

(Delicate music)

(Mysterious music)

stop!

(Music falls silent.)

Seen enough.

This dance scene makes no sense.

What?
- Cleopatra doesn't have to dance

like a whore to seduce Caesar.

You can tell about looks
and close-ups on Beatrice.

No, wait. - Is not it?

(with accent) Of
course. He's right.

(whispers) What are you doing?

The dress is tasteless.
- This is my dance! You...

No discussion.

The scene is
important. We can not...

What can we not do?

(Tense music)

The...

I also see it that way.

We don't need the scene.

(Milou moves away.)

(quietly) stay away from him

(Depressing music)

End of shooting.

We'll continue shooting
with Beatrice tomorrow.

A wrap!

(Melancholic music)

Hellwerg is totally overwhelmed.

Tomorrow is definitely over.
Substitute director is ready.

Be sure. Tomorrow the
coronation scene will be shot.

You know what to do. - Yes.

(Your steps echo across the room.)

There are rumors that
you sleep in the scenes.

I had to see that
with my own eyes.

You live in the film world because
you have no place in the real one.

Do you think I'm
stupid? I can see you

Ow!

What do you do?
- Ever, Mr. Boborkmann!

Have you seen my friend Emil?

Waking me up is rude.
- Don't say hello either.

You throw me. - You ignore me.

Are you angry that I
didn't come back then?

Oh... nonsense.

You said "maybe" back then.

So I didn't assume
you would come.

You wanted to show me something.

What was that?

I do not know anymore. No idea.

A lot has happened since then.

Yes, it looks like
this. Much happend.

The last time you were a
small actor with a house ban.

Now you are director
Karl Boborkmann.

I was lucky and took my chance.

Artist name is part of it.

I am still unsure.
Do you notice that?

Attention. There is film on it.

We didn't shoot the scene today.

That's true.

I wanted to continue shooting...
- Dance scenes often fly out.

I'm used to it.

Yes, but that would have
been something special.

At the finale of the dance
it should rain rose petals.

I would have flipped
the lever and...

Would have been nice. - Yes.

Was my favorite place.

We can still turn it.

Yes.

Just have to stand there.

Come on.

(She laughs.)

(with a French accent) Mademoiselle
Lambert, on your position.

Or madame? I'm not sure.

Mademoiselle.

Yet.

Your position please.

I didn't know that
you and Omar...

That you...

I'm happy for you. - Thank you.

Um... - I called here.

Caution.
- They didn't know Emil.

It starts.

Emil...
- Quiet please. Sound off.

Sound runs. - Emil...

Camera off. The camera...

running.

Cleopatra, dance scene
the first. And please.

I think I should go.

(He turns the camera off.)

Yes, I should sleep too.
Important day tomorrow.

I am happy for you.
For everything here.

Maybe there is a place
for you in the world.

Maybe he's here.

Peut-ätre.

I wanted to come back then.

(Magical music)

(Soft, melancholic music)

Is everything ready? Of course.

(Voices)

Are you closing my dress?
- Yes, sure. It looks good on you.

(Beck) Boborkmann!

The comrades want to
see the first material tonight.

Good succeed!

Yes, I'll be waiting for
you in the cinema tonight.

Madame Beatrice,
you look fantastic.

You are crowned Queen of
Egypt today. Are you ready?

Very good.

Get the small actors.

Everything here must
be full of Romans.

Helmut, my dear.

Start the mill.

We shoot.

Hey, Prague! Get
your notebook out.

Today we make film history.
- (He laughs maliciously.)

Small actors are ready.

Very good. Very good.
Get ready to shoot.

There is only one problem.

(Gloomy music)

(Men slur something in Russian.)

There was something to celebrate
yesterday. I didn't quite understand it.

(Laughter, laughter)

(Incomprehensible)

(Lallen, mumble)

(Voices)

Stop! - (clattering, laughing)

Film history...

(He orders
something in Russian.)

(Grumbling and coughing)

Guys what's up

All good. Can turn.

Turn on the camera.
We do something.

We shoot the coronation
scene. We discussed that!

The guy, glasses there, said

don't turn today.

Should celebrate.
But not a problem.

What should we crown?

Okay. Just stand
at attention, yes?

Stand as tight as a tree.

We have to stop.
- (whispers) That doesn't work.

Then we can throw
everything away.

We shoot. (loudly) We shoot!

All in their position!

That can not be true.

(Emil) Sound off!
- (Tonmann) sound is running.

Camera off!
- (Helmut) camera is running.

And please!

(Fanfare signal)

(Festive music)

(Soldier whistles.)

(Snoring)

(Festive music)

That is ridiculous! How am
I supposed to play like this?

(Exciting music)

What are you doing there?
- This is an earthquake.

Keep shaking like
this. It is an earthquake.

Earthquake. Earthquake!

Earthquake! Earthquake.

Earthquake! Earthquake!
Here, earthquake!

You all have to wiggle.
Earthquake! Earthquake! Earthquake!

This is an earthquake!
Earthquake!

Earthquake!
Earthquake! Throw dirt!

Throw dirt! Earthquake!
Throw dirt! Throw dirt!

Come on! You heard
him! This is an earthquake!

Throw anything! Come on!

Ah non!

(Dramatic music)

Throw dirt in the air!

(Dramatic music)

Earthquake! Earthquake!

Go away! Ah!

Earthquake! Earthquake!

OK. Yes.

Beatrice, an earthquake.
Everyone is shaking. Participate!

There was no earthquake
on the coronation of Cläopätre.

It is a movie!

Wiggle. Come on!

Ah!

Omar, put your arm around
her. You have to protect them.

Ah... - Helmut! Helmut!

Helmut, close, close!

sew

Closer. Closer.

Hold me tight.

(Dramatic music)

Yes.

(Triumphant music)

(Soft, serious music)

(Incomprehensible)

(Beck) Good evening, comrades.
- General Director Beck.

We are excited to see what
Comrade Boborkmann has done so far.

Yes, me too.

Unfortunately, he arbitrarily moved
away from what was discussed.

Let us surprise.

May I introduce you to the
experienced director Janssen?

He will be there to advise us.
- Yes, very pleased.

Yes, Comrade Boborkmann
will surely follow.

After you. - Mr. Janssen.

Effects. Ridiculous.

What can I say?

Very good work. We
didn't expect anything else.

The earthquake! The
effects! You will be amazed.

An excellent director.
You have a great future.

(Expectant music)

(Atmospheric music)

(Only music, you don't
hear anything from the film.)

(Moving music)

(Soft, fairytale music)

(Emil) “Today I
understood something.

It is not a question of whether
this is real on the canvas.

It's about what you feel
when you're in the cinema.

The feelings you have
when you watch the film

they are real. "

And that is the most important.

The comrades...

The comrades saw
the material today.

And you are...

Well, what can I say?

They are thrilled! - Ah!

Absolutely excited. It works.

It works! jubilant

Tomorrow it continues.
- (woman) Great.

Let's make this movie!
- Hooray! Yes!

(Song overlays the dialogues)
“When the night has come

And the Iand is dark

And the moon ls
the only light we'll see

No, I won't be afraid

Oh, I won't be afraid

Just as long as you
stand stand by me

So darlin ', darlin'

Stand by me

Oh, stand by me

Oh, got up

Stand by me Stand by me

lf the sky that we look upon

Should tumble and fall

Or the mountains

Should crumble to the sea

I won't cry, I won't cry

No, I won't shed a tear

Just as long as you
stand stand by me

And darlin ',
darlin' Stand by me

Oh, stand by me

Oh, stood now

Stand by me

Stand by me "

(Further soulful music:
"Stand by me" by Ben E. King)

Everyone look and smile!

Oh... earthquake! - Ah!

(Camera clicks)

(Milou laughs.)

No.

No, I missed my car.

Oh no.
- Come on, I'm driving you.

You don't have a car.

With the thing?

Uh-huh. - No.

Uh-huh.

(Emil) I can also
do this hands-free.

(Chug)

(Milou screeches.) -
(Emil laughs heartily.)

So, exactly, horizontally.
Keep the balance.

Don't worry, I'm there. - Mhm.

Oh! 'Üje.

Better look ahead.

Straight.
- I want to show you something.

Do not Scare. Ready?

(Magical sounds)

(Squeak)

What's this? - No idea.

Shit, fuel is all.

Then...

do we walk.

Come over.

(Thunder)

It's always so dark here.

(laughs) It's night.
Of course it's dark.

No, generally.

Too little light,
too few people.

At home everything would
be full of colorful lamps

music everywhere,
lots of people.

How is it in Paris?
Tell me about it.

Oh, I love Paris. You
would like it that way.

My father always said,
"When God is bored,

then he opens the
windows and looks at Paris. "

It is true. You're outside,
dancing, singing, just...

Free. - Yes, free.

That sounds wonderful.

Who knows? Maybe
one day I'll get there.

(Violent thunder)

Come over!

(She laughs.)

Oh God. Oh...

Keep talking. How
are people there

Warmly. Open somehow.

You... you laugh a lot.

You talk loud and confused.

You look into your eyes more.

One... touches more.

(Gloomy music)

Security check. IDs please.

What is it about?
- You should identify yourself.

Yes / Yes. Yes of course.

Here, please.

Are you French? - Yes.

You stop here and behave calmly.

(whispers) What's this
about? We did nothing.

Quiet!

Why do you have documents
with different names?

ID card Emil Hellwerg
and an ID card

of the Babelsberg film studio in
the name of Karl Boborkmann.

Yes, that...

Reply! - Yes, the Boborkmann...

Hands on the back.

.What? 'Come on!

How come? He didn't
do anything wrong.

(Policeman) rest now!

Shall we take you with us?
- How so?

Emil! Let go!
- (Emil) Leave her alone!

No! No! Emil! Stop it!

He didn't do anything!
- Everything is good!

Emil!

(Emil groans.)

It will be alright. - Emil...

What should I do?

Emil!

(She closes the door.)

Milou...

Open up briefly. Milou.
- I'm just changing my clothes.

I have waited. Where
have you been?

The photo took
longer. I'm so sorry.

Stop avoiding me! Do
you think I'm stupid?

Where have you been?

You were with him

Now hang around
with him at night.

I knew it.

I saw it coming, but
I thought to myself:

"No, she's not going to be
impressed by a wannabe director."

It's not like that.
It's not like that.

How is it then?

(She sniffs.) - I see.

Do you want to leave me now

Giving up your life
in France for a flirt?

Exchange a safe, good life

against one with someone
you don't even know?

In a country like a prison?

People are shot on the border!

I will not let you
throw your life away.

You come to Paris with me.

Roger that?

In there!

(The door is locked.)

(Fairytale sounds)

(Heavy music)

(He cries.)

(Beck) I ask for your attention.

As some may already know

director Boborkmann can probably
no longer continue his work on this film.

So now I want to give
you your new director

Introduce Comrade Janssen.

He will bring the shoot to
a successful conclusion.

Let him know what is going on

and get back to work
as soon as possible.

Yes, good day.

First of all, I would have to
speak to all of the plant managers.

I will make some changes.

Yes, here for example
Christa, makeup artist.

You know that. - Naturally.

I have some comments
about Madame Moräes mask.

But I think that
can wait a while.

Hi there? Christa?

Are you listening to me

(Sad music)

(Beck) Christa?

Mr. Janssen. - Helmut.

I'm sorry.

(Beck) Come back immediately!

Egg, egg, egg.

Be careful what you do now.

That will have consequences.

It will all cost you your job.

Whoever goes now
will not come back.

Have you gone crazy
Hellwerg, damn it!

(Moving music)

How are you going to
explain that to the comrades?

(Man) Is there Hellwerg in there?
- Yes, he's being relocated.

(Man) open the door!

Comrade General
Director, is that the man?

Complete the film.
And don't screw it up.

(Moving music)

(Voices)

(Man) Look who's there.
-(They laugh.)

(both) Hooray,
hooray, hooray, hooray!

Alex.

Where's Milou?

(Soulful string music)

(Serious music)

This is a piece for our film.

(Soulful music)

(Serious music)

Do not go.

Don't go back to Paris.

That's not that easy.

I have a life

With him?

With him. In Paris.

He only lives in the right place.
- You don't know him at all.

You only guessed right
a couple of times with me.

Should I guess again?
- If it has to be.

You're just with him
for a bit of security.

Or?
- And what is the alternative?

A life that consists of
impulsive decisions?

Do what you can think
of. Like with this film.

A double life as a director
with one foot in prison.

You talk yourself into
this ring on your finger

that life is more than love

and as dreams.

You know exactly like me that
only these two things really count!

But you'd better throw
your dream away for him.

For a bit of security.

You have no idea.

You have had your
dream for a few weeks.

I fought for mine.

For 15 years until my feet bled.

And you tell me that I
want a little security?

What do you want?

We have known each other for 6 weeks!
- No, for a year.

And since then I've
been waiting for you here.

You're waiting?

You didn't even know that
we'll see each other again.

It's just a coincidence
that I'm here.

And now should I give
up everything for you?

I'm so sorry.

You're right.

(She cries.)

Alex, schedule
change for tomorrow.

I need everything on it.

What are you talking about? Why?

How are we
supposed to get it all?

We're going to do the dance
scene tomorrow. Really big.

Moment. Stop short.
That is too short-term.

Why? The choreo stands.

The backdrop is there.
Everyone knows the scene.

We only enlarge the scene.

So she won't stay here.

I know.

(Alex sighs.)

I made a film for a dancer.

I won't let her go
without getting her dance.

(Milou cries softly.)

Excuse me, Miss Lambert.

Change of schedule for tomorrow.

(Tense music)

You won't dance this scene.

(He slams the door.)

(Gloomy music)

(Brakes squeak.)

If you keep her here,
you will destroy her life.

Stop!

You have nothing to offer
her in this walled-in country!

(Alex) Stop now!

(Sad music)

(Door opens.) - (man)
See you tomorrow.

(Melancholic music)

(More melancholic music)

(Voices)

(Women laugh)

Ah!

(Man) Listen every time.

You go into the mask and in
15 minutes it will be rehearsal.

Charles! What's this?

Change of schedule
for today, I assume.

Yes / Yes. But what
about my scene?

It flies out.
- This has not been agreed.

With all due respect,
it's not up to you.

You are great and it has
been an honor to work with you.

But I didn't write
this film for you.

(Milou) Thanks
for... the scene.

Emil...

The last few weeks have been
the most beautiful of my life.

But today after the shoot

Omar and Beatrice
fly back to Paris and...

...I...

will sit on this plane.

I can't stay here. I'm so sorry.

And...

you have to find a
replacement for me.

I can not dance. I can not.

I know that...

It would be completely
insane to stay here.

I know. But you have to dance.

Milou, you have to
dance. Not for me, for...

You have to dance for yourself!

I'm only here to pick
up Beatrice's things.

(She moves away.)

(Heavy music)

Well here we are.

I still cannot believe
that I can dance today.

Hopefully the dress fits. This is so beautiful.
-Yes.

The director is really cute.
- Knock it out of your head.

How so?

Married?

Worse.

Madly in love. - In whom?

(Christa) Into the
French dancer.

Beatrice 'Double?

She's engaged to Omar.
- Yes, that's the drama.

She was here last year.

Then he fell in love.

The day the border was closed

they were arranged here.

He had built a
backdrop for her all night.

A motif from her favorite film.

He wanted to surprise her.

But she never came.

She was in a
hotel in West Berlin

and just didn't
cross the border.

Oh no. - But it gets thicker.

Boborkmann is not Boborkmann.

He is not a director at all.

He was a small actor.

He had no way of
seeing her again.

No address, nothing at all.

He even wanted to
run across the border.

But then he had a better idea.

He stole an office here in
the studio under a false name.

(Dancer) No!

(Christa) He fooled the administration into
thinking he was the production manager.

And now it comes!

He and his brother wrote
the script and made this film

only to bring Beatrice
back to Babelsberg.

(Dancer) Because then
also her double comes.

(Christa) Exactly.
Can you imagine that?

This whole film is only there

because a small actor fell
in love with a dance double.

Yes.

(Exciting music)

(She takes a deep breath.)

(Incomprehensible)

(Soulful music)

Milou.

Um... please go
to your position.

(Emil) Sound off!
- Sound is running.

Camera off! - camera is running.

Music!

Let's fly!

And please!

(Mysterious music)

(Powerful, mystical music)

(Softer music)

Just let the camera run.

(Melancholic music)

(Booming footsteps)

(Romantic-melancholic music)

(Fulminant music)

(Music swells.)

(Grandiose finale)

(Cheers, applause)

Bravo!

Bravo!

(Cheers) - Bravo!

Bravo!

(Melancholic music)

(You only hear Milou's
breath and melancholy music.)

(Melancholic music)

(You don't hear people.)

(Tense music)

(Melancholic music)

You danced wonderfully.

I shouldn't have stopped you.

(Grenzer) The ID cards.

Everything OK. continue.

Milou! Milou!

(Passionate music)

(Sniff)

(Sad music)

(The door opens.)

(He breathes heavily.)

(She sighs)

(Soft music)

(Moving music)

She showed you
the stink finger again?

Yes.

Grandma has always
been a very cheeky.

Hm? Granny?

What is your
grandma's first name?

Well, grandma.

Your granny...

means with first name...

Milou.

(Grandson) I need to talk to grandma!
- Wait wait.

You can do that later.

I think you have something
more important now, don't you?

Right.

(Soulful music)

(Impressive music)

(Music: "See you
again" by Helene Fischer)

(soft music)

(dynamic music)

(Music: "Je suis touchä
d'amour" by Cassandra Steen)

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