Original subtitles

(STEPS KEY strumming)

(BELL RINGS)

Siggi Jepsen?

Siggi Jepsen?

Any questions?

(Breathes heavily)

Siggi?

Close the door.

Move out!

Turn around.

(BARS TO)

(SEA NOISE)

(Wind howls)

(Wind howls)

(Seagulls cry)

(Knock, Knock Knock)

♪ (opera running) ♪

- Is Max there? - The back of the ditch.

Come on, Siggi.

Jens?

Is that from the capital?

I'll go to the ditch.

(Seagulls cry)

Jens!

Max.

Still missing a bit. *. Anger what?

To have you read the same.

I've got it all, Jens.

Except for the signature. Which is illegible.

Who have much to sign.

Hm.

Painting ban, prohibition,

Essverbot, drinking ban.

So what you can not sign legibly.

JENS: The ban has with acknowledgment to be put into effect.

Yes. It says so in it.

I thought it would not come up.

I have only to deliver.

The ban is decided and pronounced.

Yes but ...

... but only in the capital, Jens.

Me have mandated to monitor the forbidden to paint.

I'm on the next turn.

(WIND rushes)

(CLOCK TICKS)

(Takes a deep breath)

(CLOCK TICKS)

- Not that one! - They say the images are sick.

No, not my picture!

JENS: Do not you dare!

Do not you dare!

Here. Bring it to my office.

The!

(CLOSE THE DOOR)

(Seagulls cry)

(Seagulls cry)

(Girl laughs)

(CLOCK TICKS)

(Rattling)

(WHISPERING) father has said anything about sick pictures.

(CLOCK TICKS)

Hm?

I'm going to Watts.

Hardly you're there, you go again.

Bye.

(Seagulls cry)

(Seagulls cry)

Hilke!

(Seagulls cry loud)

(THUNDER)

Siggi, go home!

Siggi!

(THUNDER)

MAX: On!

- What is it's name? - "black-headed gulls in the service."

(HILKE LACHT)

You can not paint.

(Loud knock)

Open! (Loud knock)

Open the door!

(THUNDER)

Siggi!

Down with pants.

Bend over!

(FATHER sighs deeply)

(DASH)

(DASH)

(FLIP, FLIP)

(SIGGI moans)

(DASH)

(DASH)

(SCHNIEFT)

Turn around!

(DASH)

(IMPACT) Ah!

(DASH)

What have you to say?

I have to be with thunderstorms in the house.

This requires your mother from you and I!

During thunderstorms and at home at night!

Useful people have to add, my boy.

From you we do something useful.

Did he worked, the painter?

I asked you something.

Did he painted?

Seagulls.

He painted seagulls.

Seagulls?

Yes. And every seagull looked like you.

We will work together, Siggi.

Against both of us not count.

Not even he.

You will work for me and I make you something useful.

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

(Seagulls cry)

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

Oh, Siggi.

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

Does your father know you're here?

No.

Who believe that painting is dangerous.

They think that I'm dangerous.

Siggi.

I!

We want to paint together?

Hm?

But you allowed to tell anyone.

Do you promise?

Here it is.

So.

It's for the outline.

And then we take care of the colors.

Where are the people going?

Are they dead?

Certainly not.

(MAX LACHT)

Your father can not harm me, Siggi.

I do not paint yes.

You were long the painter.

And, he painted?

- No. - What did you do all the time?

I've painted.

- What did the painter? - He has taught me.

He taught you what?

How to paint pain.

You should watch him.

But you can not paint because, Siggi!

(CLINKING)

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

(Wind is blowing)

(JENS moans softly)

Hilke?

Siggi?

Where are the people from the empty house go?

What makes you think that?

Where have they gone?

Where there is more beautiful than here.

Where is that? Where there is more beautiful?

Nudge higher, Siggi!

Ah!

(KISS)

"Max," Ditte has said, "the people with whom you have spent so many years,

with which you need on your special birthday toast! "

And:

"We have to stick together but, we made Gliiserup."

Already!

What we together are nonsense have concocted what, Jens?

Faustdick we had it behind the ears, we both.

Back then, we both keep an eye cast on your Gudrun, remember?

You have chosen for him, although I painted you in the most beautiful colors.

But you were indeed a different caliber.

Young, beautiful, strong.

For your marriage three children were born, that I have grown very fond of.

Klaas, your elder,

the out there is to the Fatherland to pay homage.

Our beautiful Hilke.

And of course Siggi, my godson.

But do not get the wrong way!

The Gudrun was before Ditte.

My wonderful singer from Flensburg,

who gave up everything for me.

Their profession, the concerts ...

Ditte is the woman I love.

And not only because she bakes good cake. (LAUGH)

You are twenty years by my side

and I thank you, that you bear me.

Still ...

... and right now.

I see.

That you have come, thanks to befeiern me old boor.

Prost first!

- Dumbass. - Dumbass.

Dumbass!

Or I'll talk dear Max, can do better.

But I think today I should also say a few words.

Max, when I first saw your pictures,

I was so ...

... taken.

So I thought: "The want me or not!"

And for you I like abandoned singing.

Do not look modest way.

You're a great painter, one of the greatest of our time.

And come from Gliiserup!

Besides, you're a kind person, but you know him all.

Max is none of watching when one might sink.

He does not.

And so I wish you well,

that none of us you can ever perish

if you fall times into cold water.

So that you through your images for a long time can talk to us.

MAX: Yes.

Max, I got me a special birthday gift devised.

Remember, Jens,

were young when we?

I think today we should even sing together again.

You know ...

Our song.

Will you please?

- MAN: Jens! - Father, singing but with Ditte.

Once roamed five wild swans,

Swans, bright white and beautiful.

DITTE AND JENS: Sing, sing, what happened?

None of them was seen, yes.

Sing, sing, what happened?

None of them was seen more.

ALL: Grew once five young birches,

slim and lean on Bachesrand.

Sing, sing, what happened?

No flourished, yes.

That, that ...

For you, Max!

From the capital!

No flourished.

Once roamed five young boys ...

Keep singing, Father!

- ... proud and bold to fight out. - Next sing!

Sing, sing, what happened?

None saw again the home.

Sing, sing, what happened?

None of the home ...

"According to the law on the confiscation of degenerate art,

we hereby inform you that all pictures

the last five years will be confiscated. "

Tomorrow!

Did you know that?

You sing with us here and you know that?

Maybe they send back the images.

The chamber they checked and they send you back.

Do you really believe that?

I do my duty!

And if they order you to kill me, you're doing that?

Can you not talk to me!

I'll tell you something! Here in front of everyone.

Sometimes you have to do what, which is contrary to the duty!

You want me against my contrary duty? Did you hear that?

- Do you understand what this man says? - Jens!

You were ten when you 're around gymnastics on the floodgate.

And that was, as you fell into the water?

Who has his life on the set to save you?

All you have to be clear from!

MAX: I have time not given up.

And I now do not give up.

I did not ask for the seagulls picture!

Even with the seagulls image we're even!

But starting today, Max, starting today:

Watch out!

(STEPS)

(OPEN THE DOOR)

(CLOSE THE DOOR)

(Birds chirping)

DITTE (CRIES): Stop it!

(Seagulls cry)

Companies ...

(AHMT SEAGULLS TO) Prriuh! Prriuh!

The images must be packed!

The images must be delivered today!

They are sensitive!

These are sick pictures, Ditte!

(SPUCK)

JENS: Do not you dare!

(Man with a hat LACHT)

COMPANIES: Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

DITTE: Images must be packed!

DITTE (CRIES): Max!

(CART START)

♪ (Sad Music) ♪

- Siggi, I have to go. - No.

But.

♪ (Sad Music) ♪

Siggi!

Siggi!

♪ (Sad Music) ♪

(SIGGI GROWLING)

I do not want you wegfährst!

I want you to stay here!

I will not be alone with father!

♪ (Sad Music) ♪

(Door is unlocked)

This is said Mr. Jepsen.

Siggi, tell the men, as was the theme of the essay.

"The joys of duty."

The joys of duty.

When I asked him why he had not written a single line,

he told me, "because he had to tell too much."

There are too many images, which were superimposed.

He could find no beginning.

I ordered a detention.

I would call the final docility,

the prisoners Jepsen with the making of the work.

But see for yourself.

(MAN mutters something) test memory skills ...

MAN: Very classic.

Siggi?

You are come to the conclusion,

that German essays must be written.

To this insight he could, not penance.

You may to normal enforcement return.

The ...

That's very generous.

But I have to keep writing.

You got me with your satisfied performance to date.

The rest we can give us.

Gentlemen, we must continue.

The joys of duty!

I want to understand.

Full-length.

I have to write the story to an end, I beg you!

Who are you telling all this?

Me.

Bring him water. He stinks.

(Rain is falling)

(Knock, Knock Knock)

(KNOCK)

(KNOCK KNOCK)

(FATHER BREATHING LOUD)

Klaas!

KLAAS: I am hiding in the dunes.

You have to eat bring me what you hear?

I have a hiding place.

Come on, get up!

Come on.

(Seagulls cry)

(Seagulls cry)

(Seagulls cry)

(STEPS)

Here I should stay?

Here no one comes out.

(AUTOMOBILE)

It drives us.

If you betray me, I'll kill you!

(CLOSE THE DOOR)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(Sobs AND whimpers)

(Noise outside)

Where have you been?

Just a bit outside.

(STEPS OUT)

So early?

(NOISE OUT)

(STEPS OUT)

(NOISE OUT)

(AUTO START)

(Car is driving)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Your dear brother.

To which we were all so proud.

He has shot himself in the arm.

The coward.

He'd gotten away with hard labor.

But he ran away.

Anyone who helps him is liable to prosecution.

Look, Siggi, when Klaas appears here

then you have to report it.

Immediately.

- Very important. - He does not come here.

Well, where's he going to else to go?

Did you understand that?

Whether her you understand?

Yes, Father.

And.

Where are you going?

So what?

Siggi?

Get dressed properly!

(Sighs)

(OPEN THE DOOR)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

If I stay here, I die.

(AT DE MOAN)

Ah!

(Knock, Knock Knock)

Siggi.

SIGGI: He shot himself in the arm.

Since you can not come to me.

DITTE: He has a fever. (Klaas WEINT)

(Klaas WEINT)

Go home, Siggi!

You let you not show it.

(Klaas WEINT)

Were you the painter?

(CLOCK TICKS)

he paints again?

Do you want to tell me something?

Really?

(TOP) Siggi?

(STEPS)

Get dressed, Siggi!

So, knock now.

SIGGI: Please do not.

Come on!

(Knock, Knock Knock)

It's me, Siggi.

Siggi. What's happening?

SIGGI (WHISPERING): I'm sorry.

It's been a old thing.

An old thing ...

(Click, CLICK)

Siggi, come on!

(Running Classical) ♪ ♪

(Running Classical) ♪ ♪

(OPEN THE DOOR)

Jens?

What are you doing here?

MAX: He seeks something.

DITTE: Is anyone here?

DITTE: Do we have a thief in the house?

♪ (opera running) ♪

- DITTE: No, we do not have ...! - JENS: Serenity Now!

Sit there!

- DITTE: You're making a fool of yourself! - Sit down!

♪ (Steamed opera) ♪

♪ (opera running) ♪

♪ (Steamed opera) ♪

♪ (Steamed opera) ♪

♪ (Steamed opera) ♪

(FATHER sob)

(FATHER sob)

(WEINT LOW)

(FATHER WEINT)

(FATHER WEINT)

(Sob)

(Sob)

♪ (Steamed opera) ♪

♪ (Steamed opera) ♪

♪ (opera running) ♪

Come on, Siggi, here are no pictures.

(CLOSE THE DOOR)

The image is confiscated.

Jens.

Jens, I listen.

And.

We must still talk to each other.

We know each other so long, we listen to it.

You think you can you make against the law.

And against me.

(Noise)

On the ground! (CLOSE PLANE)

(CLOSE PLANE)

(NEAR AIRCRAFT)

JENS: Ditte!

(NEAR AIRCRAFT)

(NEAR AIRCRAFT)

(AIRCRAFT TAKE OFF)

Let's stop.

Who knows what will happen in one or two years.

Maybe even earlier.

You will not get through!

(Rustling BREAK)

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

(Sirens)

(Sirens)

(Sirens)

(PLANE comes closer)

(CLOSE PLANE)

(PLANE away)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(WHIMPER)

(WHIMPER)

Klaas!

You have to get up!

(Klaas moans)

Klaas!

(Wildgänse SCH vipers)

SIGGI (CALLS): Father!

SIGGI: Klaas!

You have to help him!

Father!

(Klaas moans)

(Seagulls cry)

(Klaas moans)

(Klaas moans)

(OPEN THE DOOR)

My boy. Do not worry, everything will be back.

- Are they on their way? - There is still no go.

(Klaas moans)

Then ... is that now you, Jens.

That's the way it is.

If you ... I can offer something.

Let that be my thing.

(CLOCK TICKS)

He is like a son.

It is known to me.

They will kill him, that's clear to you?

JENS: Better if you leave now.

(Klaas moans)

(KLAAS BREATHING FAST)

That's now up to you!

(Klaas moans)

(CLOSE THE DOOR)

JENS: Now we have a witness.

We have a score to settle. He will not hesitate ...

What do you mean, Father?

(DIAL)

Police Rugbiill.

Aah!

(AUTO START)

(MRS hums MELODY)

(MRS hums MELODY)

(MRS hums MELODY)

(Hums MELODY OF "MOVED SET FIVE WILD SWANS")

(DITTE hums MELODY OF "MOVED SET FIVE WILD SWANS")

Ditte! Stop it!

Then you sit down, please go back.

(PIANO strums, DOOR OPEN)

DITTE: Siggi!

They picked him up!

(SIGGI BREATHING FAST)

Do we want to re-paint together?

♪ (Sad Music) ♪

(Birds chirping)

♪ (Sad Music) ♪

Equal to red and yellow are solemnly talk to each other.

Before the sun disappears.

MAX: You give me the picture?

I will.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

Thank you, my boy.

MAN: How's your elders, Jens?

JENS: He's in the hospital.

MAN: Because they can repair it so together.

MAX: Can Mannoch have some tea? With what's inside?

Can even have a grog: ECON. Water is still hot.

JENS: May I ask what's in the portfolio?

Photos.

I have from you the right to demand the opening of the session.

Is a drama.

Almost no breaks.

HOST: I do not see anything.

You can beat me, but I can not see anything.

The modulations are not yet succeeded. What do you think?

But ...

Decorative parable.

Look closely with your expert eye.

Please speak different with me, even if you "Max Ludwig Nansen" are three times'.

How should I talk to you because, Jens Ole Jepsen?

MAN: Calm down. You guys are friends.

Friends? Are we friends, Jens?

(Leaves)

He has!

Did he painted!

What do you all mean?

Hinnerk what you mean?

HIN nerk: I say nothing.

This is drawn herewith.

You know my duty.

So a sunset is a highly dangerous thing.

JENS: Siggi!

(CLOSE THE DOOR)

(AUTO HOLDING AN)

MAN: Ten.

You have no debt, my boy.

MAN: Thank you.

Fits you on to Ditte?

Will you come back?

Farewell, Siggi.

MAN: A beautiful picture.

A little too much drama.

(CART START)

Will you bring me something to drink?

Do you bring the fish stock me?

A bit of wine now, please.

Of these, you get even more thirsty.

Said Max.

Aha.

You like but Max, huh?

That with the sunset.

You have to tell your father.

Otherwise, they do it at that.

I have to go.

Siggi?

You do him what to otherwise.

I have to go, Ditte.

I have to go yet!

♪ (Sad Music) ♪

(Breathes LOW OFF)

♪ (Sad Music) ♪

(Breathes LOW)

♪ (Sad Music) ♪

(Seagulls cry)

Hilke!

(CLOCK TICKS)

Take the satchel from.

(WHISPERING) The painter was released.

Sit down.

You stop.

(ZISCH)

(CLOCK TICKS)

You often have been with the painter.

You said ...

He wanted to teach you to paint.

SIGGI: Yes.

He has showed you ...

... how to paint pain.

That has fallen to you.

Did you enjoy that?

But then I told you not to paint with the painter.

Have you complied with the ban?

(CLOCK TICKS)

I hear nothing.

And.

So you, from the moment have I prohibited it,

not painted the painter?

No.

What do you think the painter has testified on the mainland?

Why did they let him go?

Why you laugh about your father?

- Do you have an explanation? - Jens.

I asked you whether you have an explanation for it,

why did they let go, the painter why they laugh at your father!

- Jens. - Because the picture ...

... painted by children's hands! Of children's hands!

- Father! - Stop it!

(ZISCH) SIGGI (CRIES): Ah! Ah! Ah!

(CRYING) Aaaaah!

Their own children! Mandatory forget!

Their own children!

HILKE: Siggi!

Siggi!

Siggi!

Siggi, little one.

(KLI RR)

SIGGI: Ah!

SIGGI: Ah!

MAX (CRIES): Aaaah!

Aaaah.

Ditte is sick.

Probably pneumonia.

She looks forward determined on a visit. Hm?

Now we're even, right?

Hm?

What did he do to you?

Companies?

Look, I've brought you visit.

Max.

Will you meet even the cookies for Siggi?

When I'm gone, Siggi, you have Max afford some company.

you do that?

Where are you going?

He's not alone.

(VOGEL chirps)

She sewed her shroud itself.

It was always close to her.

Do we want Ditte something to drink with lay in her coffin, Uncle Max?

Good idea.

Father.

(WIND rushes)

Do it for Ditte.

FATHER: There could be an air-raid alarm.

You will be missed.

Better if one is missing, as if one is too much.

(A couple talks)

(MEN talk)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(Bell rings)

(BELL STRIKES CONTINUE)

PASTOR here now ends your journey,

Ditte Nansen,

which began in Flensburg.

"Do not stay too long in the garden!"

"Do not go to the beach, you need to make your voice, my child."

"DC is Professor brick, the singing teacher,

wants to be happy with you. "

And ...

Our Ditte, Daughter of good family,

enjoyed as a child, people,

when they came out with their songs.

As all of us enjoyed in Gliiserup

with her warmth and her female humility.

(LOW calls)

SIGGI: one for Ditte.

And another one for Ditte.

MAN: Well you see me, who's here.

JENS: The British are facing Gliiserup!

The command is, securing the road.

The weapons are ready to Rugbull, ammunition is counted.

All operational Men

come with me! We secure the road.

MAX (CRIES): We mourn! To Ditte!

JENS: That's an order. From the capital!

- We ensure the road! - They can not order more!

Your probably not know what to do with deserters?

The war is over, Jens.

The war is over, when we have won it.

Shooting yet.

Shoot!

MAN: No Provozier him, Max.

(LOUD) Shoot!

(WEAPON unlocked)

Do your duty, Jens!

Well, shoot finally!

We have to secure the road!

(SCH USS, WOOF WOOF SCH USS)

(Baby cries)

Forsake my house and let never look down again.

(Baby cries)

(Baby cries)

(Baby cries)

(Baby cries)

(Baby cries)

(WOMAN SHE NGT BERU ELIGIBLE D)

It's late.

Englishman OF: Is that the police station?

Typical German.

You do that in there.

Your father has always done his duty. Forget never!

- Clean! - Farewell!

(CART START)

(CART away)

HILKE: He's not coming back.

I'll make us breakfast, right?

(Wildgänse SCH vipers)

(CLOCK TICKS)

(CLOCK TICKS LOUDLY)

(TICK OFF)

(Wind is blowing)

(HILKE AND SIGGI LAUGH)

(Seagulls cry)

(Runs Cheerful music) ♪ ♪

(Runs Cheerful music) ♪ ♪

(HILKE LACHT)

(Runs Cheerful music) ♪ ♪

(Runs Cheerful music) ♪ ♪

(HILKE LACHT)

(Runs Cheerful music) ♪ ♪

(Runs Cheerful music) ♪ ♪

Happy Birthday.

Welcome to the attainment of adults.

(GUARD LACHT)

By my mother who always scratched.

That's your sister.

What would you do, if you were to say to you:

"Siggi, if you hand the work tomorrow, we release you."

"You're a free man." '

I would have to give?

Tomorrow already?

Tomorrow is still too early.

If your pals out there

the joys of duty so seriously would like you and me,

then the world is fine, Siggi would.

I've got something in my ass! Control!

Go ahead! Come on!

(MAh)

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

(Seagulls cry)

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

Hilke. On the way into town.

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

Are grown.

Siggi.

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

Tach.

And.

Here I am.

How long I have waited for this day.

Siggi?

Wash you back on me?

You're welcome,

wash my back.

A.

Hilke?

Get us your picture.

Get the picture.

Klaas. The photo.

Do what I tell you.

SIGGI: What do you want the photo?

- I beg your pardon? - What do you want the photo?

That'll soon see her.

Sit down.

(JENS SIGHS) It's about time that a clean sweep will be made.

We all know,

what you have done.

We must turn the page.

And ... come to a verdict.

We are the name of Klaas in the future

never speak again.

Cut him from our memory.

So.

Service starts.

Father?

This is sick, Siggi.

Na?

What's happening?

The painting ban is lifted.

You can no longer seize.

You may also no longer carry away.

Images burn the ...

It's over.

Do you understand that, Father?

Look at times. You know.

Maybe you is also known that one himself must remain faithful.

That he must do his duty, even if the conditions change.

I mean, a recognized duty.

You can tell him quiet.

You can work against me.

I finished with your brother. With you I'll always done.

Where is the picture?

Hm.

(STEPS TAKE OFF)

Where is the picture?

Which picture?

Have you not destroyed?

SIGGI: Yes.

It was sick.

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

(CLOSE THE DOOR)

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

♪ (Quiet Music) ♪

(KNI RSCH S)

(ALARMSI RENE)

(ALARMSI RENE)

Siggi!

Siggi! Wake up, it burns!

- Where? - I dont know.

(Fire burns)

(PEOPLE TALKING EN LOW)

- Siggi! - HILKE: Siggi!

(CRYING) No! No!

HILKE: Siggi!

(Birds chirping)

FATHER (CALLS): Hilke! Siggi!

HILKE: He needed a model. More was not.

- You know what and I am between him! - Yes, Father, but those days are over.

This picture he painted, so that it recognizes everyone!

He makes me the laughing stock of the people!

Why are you upset you on that? But how is the doctor.

You showed against him!

Offered you have yourself to him!

I am not responsible for your misery.

(HILKE chokes, MAMA BORDER)

(FLIP, FLIP, FATHER moans)

HILKE: Come on, Siggi.

SIGGI: I have one more thing to do.

HILKE: Do not talk nonsense, OK?

Bye, Hilke.

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

♪ (Exciting music) ♪

- Where is the picture? Bring it here! - Which picture?

Bring forth the image and the thing is done.

You know what I mean.

- "The dancer'". - Is she gone?

(RUMBLE)

Do you remember how they have taken away my pictures?

I did not think that I have to experience that again.

I can not help you.

(Birds chirping)

MAN: You're grown up. All attention.

We did not think that we meet here again, right?

we get down to business, Siggi.

In the studio of Max Ludwig Nansen pictures are gone.

A total of ten.

You got anything to do with it?

No.

I have not.

This is about a criminal offense.

For this you go to jail.

(BEAT)

Yes? (OPEN THE DOOR)

We'll get you.

I have everything done to get out of you to make a useful human being.

There will be people who burn images.

Are useful?

(CONVERSATIONS)

MAN: Now you have me tell, when you've painted it all.

Do you eingebuddelt somewhere?

Hats off!

(GOSSIP EN)

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- Stop! - Hey!

Freeze! Stay where you are!

Stop!

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Hey!

You have to let you help my boy.

(Seagulls cry)

(Seagulls cry)

(KEY)

(SEA NOISE)

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