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We can't get a word out of him.

We're lucky he told us your name.

Can I talk to him?

Are you sure you don't
know why he did it?

I already told you I don't.

You don't take 60
sleeping pills for nothing.

Maybe now you'll tell
me what made you do this.

THE CONSEQUENCE

Here's the new guy.

Well, well... Our child
molester from Gnomenau.

Hey, Fritz...

the new guy's here.

Okay. Come on.

What did he do? Feel up little girls?

Hell, no.

Little boys.

How old was he?

Who?

The boy you...

Fifteen.

And that's why you're being punished,
not because you're a homosexual.

Oh? I would only have gotten two
and a half years if it had been a girl.

I don't know. I haven't
looked into the case.

You've already spent a third
of your term awaiting trial.

The rest won't seem so bad,

not if you've got the right attitude.

You really belong in a
woman's penitentiary, you know.

I've heard that one before.

All right, Kurath, listen.
If your conduct is good,

we can consider
releasing you ahead of time.

You're not just anybody.

We get a lot of homosexuals here,

but an actor? That's a new twist.

What do you want?

I heard you were an actor.

So what?

I've got something for you. A play.

The real nitty-gritty.
I wrote it myself.

So, what's it to me?

We could put it on here.
It'd be really sensational.

What, here in jail?
You've got to be kidding.

The title of it is "Hopeless".

A tragedy.

Dynamite, I tell you.

What is this?

Let's have a look.

It ain't porno, Mr. Manzoni,
just a theater play.

We're going to put it
on... me and Kurath here.

A little less sentimental, Lem.
You're supposed to be a woman.

Yes, you're too dramatic.
Try to be a little more natural.

Wait until you get out, then you'll
see what people are really like!

Quiet, goddam it!

You can depend on me,
Mr. Fisher. I promise you.

Mrs. Stucky is very
serious about this, sir.

She came here to prison
to propose marriage to you.

Can we have that last line again,
Pastor?

Is your son enjoying being in the play?

He is but I'm not.

It'll keep him out of trouble.

I don't know if I like him
being around these cons.

Believe me, Mr. Fisher.
It was love at first sight.

Wasn't it, Pastor?

Yes, Apostle Paul speaks of
three virtues: faith, hope and charity.

Quiet. He's coming.

Father.

Father!

My boy.

My son.

I can't take any more, Dad.

Today at school my teacher asked me

why I'm so bad in math.

And, what did you say?

I said it's because...

I said it's because...

my father is in prison...

and because my mother left
home and didn't come back.

And then they all started
staring at me and said,

"Is it really true that
your father's in jail?

We never would have thought it."

Father...

don't leave me all alone.

No, my boy.

We'll stay together now. Don't worry.

Yeah, just keep on
looking at me, Mrs. Stucky.

I'm one of those guys that
always ends up behind bars again,

because there's never a
chance for us on the outside.

I'm a rotten, goddamn failure,
and I'm going to tell you why.

It's because I'm scared of the future,

and because there is not
future for us on the outside.

See ya!

Hey, kid!

Yes?

-I've got to talk to you.
-What about?

You've got to watch
out for this Kurath guy.

Why?

He's a queer. He gets his
kicks from feeling up little boys.

Hey, kid, wait!

This isn't a jail.
It's a goddam circus!

Yep.

Hey, Thomas.

Hey.

You've started smoking already?

A little.

You're still a kid.

Like hell, I am.

Are you really a queer?

Who said that?

I just heard it.

Hey, Lem, wait a minute.

The picture goes on the other side.

Why didn't you say so sooner?

They've been talking about you at home.

My dad doesn't like you.

He hardly knows me.

He hates queers.

And you're sitting up
here with me anyway?

Okay, time to knock off!

It's quitting time.

So long, Thomas.

See ya.

Come on, finish up.

If you're late one more
time, I write a report.

Go ahead, write.

"Dear Martin, when you look
out the window of your cell,

you can see the guards'
houses. I live across from the gate.

My room is upstairs. You can
probably see it from your window.

Forget where you are. I'd like
to be there with you. Thomas."”

Father!

Father.

He's dead.

Good night.

Good night, Kurath.

What's kept you?

Are you out of your mind?

Why would I be?

If they catch us, we've had it.

I wanted to be alone with you.

Thomas, you're crazy.

This is not good.

This is not good at all.

But it's all over...

It's all over, with the play, I mean.

This is our last chance
to see each other.

You won't be able to get out.

You'll have to stay all night.

That's what I want.

What will your parents
say when you come home?

They won't notice. My father
always comes home drunk.

My mother takes
sleeping pills every night.

Weren't they at the play?

They're not interested.

-It's nice here.
-What?

Really. It's nice. I
mean it. It's nice here.

I thought a cell would look different.

I wouldn't mind living here.

You wouldn't, huh?

With you, of course.

Are you hungry?

And how!

Have a seat.

I only have one cup.

That's okay.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

When school's out this
spring I'll have to find a job.

Doing what?

I don't know.

I'd rather go to college and study law.

Or veterinary school.

But my father doesn't want me to.

You know him.

He thinks differently than I do.

Come.

I think it's really rotten of
them to lock you up like this...

for making love to a boy.

What are you going to
do? You can't change it.

If you like each other, what
does it matter if it's a boy or a girl?

That's what I think too. But
the judges think otherwise.

Did you like your boyfriend a lot?

Yes.

Are you still in touch with him?

No.

Why not?

He has a girlfriend now.

When my father finds
out about me, he'll kill me.

Why? What do you mean?

It's just that I can't
get you out of my mind.

You shouldn't have stayed here.

Why shouldn't I have stayed here?

Martin,
why shouldn't I have stayed here?

Was it your first time?

Your beard is scratchy.

Come on, tell me.

I slept with a boy on a camping
trip once. The pastor caught us...

and we had to do the dishes
for the whole camp for a week.

You've never had a boyfriend?

No.

What, Kurath? Up already?

I'm an early riser just like you.

Did you hear that? Your father.

When I go to work, wait
five minutes and then take off.

I'll say I got locked in
the chapel last night.

Martin.

I want to stay with you.
I am very fond of you.

I can't expect you to wait for
me. It would be asking too much.

Don't say that. I've got some
money saved up, over 1,000 francs.

I can work in the paper
factory every day after school.

When you get out in January I'll
have enough to rent an apartment.

We could go to another
country where nobody knows us.

I'm going to wait for you.
You're the only person I have.

Kurath, wait a second.

I've got something for you.

-Thanks.
-You're welcome.

"Dear Martin,
ever since we've been apart

I've realized how much I love
you and how badly I need you.

Isn't it funny how one person can
completely change another's life?

Every day I think about
what's going to happen to us.

In religion class we talked
about the sanctity of marriage.

Pastor Slater said a man
loves the woman he's married to,

but when I look at my father,
I know that that can't be true.

My father never talks to my mother.

He probably doesn't
even remember her name.

He doesn't let me do
anything. I live in a prison too.

I've done a lot of thinking
about what love is.

! think it's when you're
willing to die for someone.

Next time I see you, there's
something I want to ask you.

You don't have to ask me
because you know the answer.

I can hardly wait until
January 6 when you get released.

Thomas.”

Here...

and here's the letter.

I think you have only
yourself to blame for this.

You can't do things like this.

But I tell you,
it doesn't mean a thing!

Sorry, Kurath.

I can't change it.

"Dear Thomas, We were afraid
something would happen and it has.

I have to serve my
full term to November 6

because they say I'm incorrigible.

Kunz ratted on us.

I can't expect you to wait for
me now that this has happened.

Being a homosexual is a curse

because people keep finding
new ways to ruin your life.

! love you too, but I don't want
you to worry about me anymore.

I want you to feel free
to go your own way.

It's much better to know
that we can't be together

than to not know what the
next months will bring us.

I'm going to say it again:
I love you very much...

and I know you understand
what I'm trying to say.

Martin."

So...

Okay, Kurath. See you next time around.

No, you won't.

I've had enough.

That's what they all say.

Well, I see you've made
it through after all, Kurath.

I hear you've got an engagement.

It's just a small theater.

Okay, son, keep your chin
up, and try not to come back.

Thomas.

Well, aren't you glad to see me?

Of course. I just thought I'd
never see you again, that's all.

Let's stay together, okay?

If you want, we can leave the
country. I've got some money saved.

Almost 2,000 francs. It's
enough for a new start.

All right.

I'll talk to your father.

Are your crazy?

You can't do that.

Can't I?

Hello.

Father, can we talk to you?

What do you want here?

-I wanted to...
-Mother, come in here.

Where were you last night?

With Martin, at the theater.

Shouldn't we go in?

What's keeping you, dear?

Mr. Manzoni, can't we
speak reasonable about this?

What do you mean, "reasonably”?
My son is not your queen, Mr. Kurath.

Mother, do you know where
Thomas was all night? With Kurath!

You father told you to
be more careful, Thomas.

Mrs. Manzoni,

Thomas and I have known each other for
two years. We like each other very much.

Oh, so you like each other,
do you? You hear that, Mother?

Giorgio, don't get excited.

I'm the one doing the talking!
Now, don't get me wrong, Kurath.

I don't want you to put
funny ideas in my boy's head.

He's not a faggot, understand?

Yes, I am.

And there's nothing
you can say to change it.

Giorgio, say something!

What's that supposed to
mean? Has he converted you?

Nobody converted me.
It's just the way I am, period.

Thomas, don't say things like that.

I've come to you because...

You keep your paws off my boy.

You're a bad influence.

I thought this way we
wouldn't have to meet in secret.

I don't want you to see him at all!

Everybody warned me about you.

Even Director Reichmuth.

I'm old enough to decide for
myself who I want to be with!

We only want what is best for you.

Thomas, we only have
your best interest in mind.

Really?

So that's why you stuck me in a job
I hate and won't let me see Martin?

You never did trust us enough.

Maybe I should have told
you that I can't stand girls.

Stop it this instant! You're not queer!

Do you want me to tell my colleagues
my son fucks men in the ass?

Giorgio!

Mr. Manzoni, please let us
live our lives the way we want to.

Get out.

-I'm going with him.
-Say that again!

Say that again!

-Go ahead, hit me!
-Giorgio, please!

Go on, then. But don't you
ever show your face here again.

Mother.

Mother!

Please report to my office
after work, and don't forget.

Is that understood, Manzoni?

Hello.

What is it? We're closed.

My name is Kurath. I'm a
friend of Thomas Manzoni.

Oh, really?

Then you've come to
the right place. Come in.

Now, then. We can get down
to brass tacks, gentlemen.

I'd like you to tell me what
you want from this boy.

I've told him everything.
He wants to throw me out.

Wait a minute. I didn't say that.

I said if you go back to your
parents, everything will be fine.

I'm not going back.

Listen,
I've told you a hundred times...

Sir...

Maybe it would be better if Thomas
quits and goes back to school.

He doesn't like it here anyway.

So you're one of those guys that
sends their playmates to school.

Thomas is quitting as of now.

Fine.

Here is the rest of your
pay. Sign this receipt.

Come here.

I've got some things I have to unpack.

You can do it later, man. Come here!

What is it?

We've got our own place
at last! Look at this view!

Isn't it fantastic?

And we live here. I
still can't believe it.

Aren't you even happy?

Sure!

Looks like we finally
did it. Our own place,

and you'll be back in school again.

Cut it out!
What will the neighbors say?

I don't give a shit.

Come on, cut it out!

Come on! Cut it out!

Hello.

Mr. Manzoni,

we have to take you into custody.

Why? I'm not Manzoni.

What do you want with him?

We have a warrant here
for Mr. Manzoni's arrest.

Okay, come in.

Please step forward, Thomas.

Is it true that you live with Martin
Kurath and that he supports you?

No.

That's what it says in your file.

He doesn't support
me. He's just my friend.

That's beside the point.
Is it true that Mr. Kurath

is a homosexual?

So am I

I didn't ask you that. I want to know
if Kurath is a homosexual. Yes or no?

Yes.

All right.

Mr. Manzoni.

I want to get Thomas away from him

or he'll make him a criminal too.

Martin is not a criminal!

You can't just interrupt
like that without being asked.

Is that clear?

Yes.

Based on Article 91,
Paragraph 1 of the Penal Code,

I grant the parent's petition that,

on the basis of mental
and physical neglect,

Thomas Manzoni will be
placed in a reformatory.

These are the house
rules. Learn them by heart.

If you can adjust, fine, but if you
think you can play the rebel here,

you're mistaken. We play by the
rules and expect you to do the same.

Any questions?

What about school?

School? We don't have classes here.

We don't need scholars.

We need good laborers.

You'll learn a trade here. It'll
give you a good start in life.

-I want to go to school...
-Who makes decisions here,

you or me?

You'll start in the stables,

and when you decide on a trade,
tell Mr. Diethelm. He is your advisor.

Understood?

Yes.

Here comes our little faggot!

You're Manzoni, right?

Yes.

Get this straight: I don't want
you messing up my group.

If you've gotta get your kicks,
you can stick a carrot up your ass.

Come on.

So, here's your room.

You can beat off as much as you want,

but don't dirty the sheets or
you'll have to answer to me.

Don't worry. We'll make
a man out of you, all right.

Get your things
unpacked and report to me.

"Dear Martin,
I think I must be in hell.

Everything here is much
worse than I expected.

I don't know how I'm
going to survive here."

Hand inspection!

Out!

For the last time, Schlumberger,
wash your dirty paws!

Where's the new boy?

Here.

Stand up when I talk to you.

Well? Have you decided
what trade you want to learn?

I don't know.

Oh, you don't know?

Okay, starting tomorrow
you're working in the nursery.

No!

There's no talking back
around here. Get that straight!

So...

Where are you working
starting tomorrow?

Enrico.

Better do what he says or
they'll put you in Group C.

Be glad you got a job.

Did you hear that, Manzoni?

I still don't feel like it.

So... he doesn't feel like it.

Three weeks in Group C and you'll
be begging to work in the nursery.

Fall out for exercises!

I don't want to catch you writing any
more love letters to your faggot friend.

You hear me?

Get ready for dinner!

Get the lead out,
you little cocksucker.

Why do I have to strip, anyway?

That's how it is in Group C.

Dear!

Yes, what's wrong?

The faggot's flown the coop!

What?

The faggot's flown the coop!

Kurath.

Martin, it's me-Thomas!

Why haven't I heard from you?

Didn't you get my letters?

What letters?

I wrote at least 10 times!
Didn't you get them?

-No.
-I've been trying to get you out.

I talked to a lawyer, but he
said the decision was final.

Then [ talked to the judge,
but he sent me to your father.

It's such bullshit! I've got an idea.

It's pretty crazy, but it might work.

I'm going to see an old friend
tonight. He's going to help me...

-Oh, no you don't, Manzoni.
-Thomas, what's going on?

No, siree!

The basketball practice is cancelled
because Coach Greulich is ill.

Good night.

Benny!

What's the hurry?

Going to see Babette?

You better believe it!

Take the fag along.
See if you can cure him.

Oh, yeah!

-Where are we going?
-You'll see.

Hot stuff.

Who's that?

That is Babette.

Now, come.

Hey, honey, you all turned on?

The little faggot's gettin' scared!

Come on. Everybody gets his turn.

Look the other way
or I can't get it up.

Man, she's really rarin' to go.

You guys do this all the time?

Sure. This is our whorehouse.
Beats jackin' off.

Next, please. Whose turn is it?

I didn't get to last time!

Oh, the poor guy! Okay, go to it!

Wait a minute.

Manzoni comes first.

-Are you crazy?
-You only fuck asses, huh?

Come on. There's a
first time for everything.

You'd probably like one of
us to get you off, wouldn't you?

He's got a real hard-on!

Don't be a chicken, Manzoni.

Don't fight it, kid.

It's about time you
learned how to fuck.

-What's the matter?
-It was only a joke!

Hey, Manzoni!

Come back!

-What an asshole.
-Let him go.

Whiskey... yeah.

Well, you got it?

Sure.

Let 'em see it.

I don't do this for everybody.

What are you going to do with it?

I can't tell you right now.

-I hope it's nothing...
-No, don't worry.

Here you go.

Thanks.

What do you want for it?

I don't want money.

All right.

These are some of the tools
boys have used to escape.

This sort of thing is not good
for morale. It is also the reason

why we make such
demands on our trainees.

Dealing with delinquent
boys is not an easy task.

Yes, I know, Director.

How long have you studied psychology?

Six semesters.

I personally don't think much
of that hocus-pocus, Mr. Gürtler.

It's all theory and
of no use in practice.

You can't change a magpie
into a nightingale, you know.

Are you married?

Engaged. My fiancée is
going to college in England.

I'm afraid she won't want to
visit you here. Let me explain.

It's the boys. When they
see a woman they go crazy.

Lucien!

Keep working.

Lucien is one of the few boys
who really wants to improve himself.

He'll show you around.
Good luck on your thesis.

A little practical
experience will do you good.

Come in.

Mr. Gürtler is Mr. Diethelm's
new teaching assistant.

Diethelm's our best man.
Strict but fair, right Lucien?

Yes, Director.

Today's quote is by
Jeremias Gotthelf and goes:

"You cannot untie a knot
with frostbitten fingers.

If your soul is cold, easy
tasks become difficult.”

You may begin.

-Where is Manzoni?
-He's in Group C.

-Wolf?
-Yes?

-Lucien?
-Here!

Enrico?

Stromberger?

Stromberger?

Yes?

If I see paint stains
on your shirt again,

you'll be working in the laundry

over the weekend.

Get it?

Yes, Mr. Diethelm.

Fine.

Bruno?

Bruno.

He's in Group C.

You might as well make them,

Professor.

I don't feel so well today.

Group C is the worst
group in the whole place.

Once you're in it... you're
lucky if you ever get out alive.

This is the one.

I'm not coming in with you.

Why not?

I... I just can't.

Why not?

Because of Andreas.

Who's Andreas?

He was a friend of mine.

He hanged himself up there.

Last year. On Christmas Eve.

In his cell, with a towel.

It's all right. I'll go alone.

Bruno. Here are your linens.

Kiss my ass.

Martin, what are you doing here?

I'll tell you later.

Hey, what's wrong?

What did they do to you?

Thomas, tell me.

What's wrong, Thomas?

He put his cigarette out on me...

because I ran away.

I'll get them to put
you in the infirmary.

I can't take it here anymore, Martin.

I'll get you out of here.
That's why I came.

Cut this shit out! Back to work!

See, Gürtler? That's poor, sick
Manzoni, who you feel so sorry for.

Back to work!

Hey, look! The police!

Get your dirty paws off me!

Well, well. If it isn't Scholz.

They all come back sooner or later.

And he used to brag that
they'd never catch him!

But they always do.

He was out for three months though.

So what? What good is it gonna do him?

He's gonna get a month
in Group C, starting how.

Cigarette, Mr. Diethelm?

Thanks.

Why don't you put it
out on Scholz's back?

Shut up!

Get back to work.

You can only do that
to me once, Professor.

You really gave it to him, Mr. Gürtler.
No one's ever talked to him like that.

That about evens things up.

I don't know what you were thinking,
Mr. Gürtler, but you've gone too far.

He made me look like a clown!

I know all your theories, Mr. Gürtler.

Trust, understanding, empathy.

You won't get very far
with them here, though.

Self-discipline is the only thing
that can hold our staff together.

Playing Mr. Nice Guy to the
boys... We've seen it all before!

You can see that Mr. Diethelm
cannot work with you anymore.

Under the circumstances,
it's better we part ways.

Whatever you say, Director.

"All right, Thomas. This is our plan.

Tomorrow night at
lights out, you take off.

Go to Dürrenmoos on foot and
take the 11:22 train to Basal.

I'll pick you up and we'll go to
Bonn to See Clemends Krauthagen,

a political friend of mine.

I've already talked to
him; he's expecting us.

He's got contacts,

and I hope he can get
you a residence permit

to stay in Germany.

They'll be looking
for you in Switzerland.

Everything will work out all right.

You can count on me.

See you tomorrow night. Your Martin.”

It was a good idea to
come here, wasn't it?

You're going to like my little place.

Can't talk about these things in Bonn.

Do you think you can get
him a residence permit?

Don't you worry. We'll
take care of everything.

Just let me think about it.
I'll come up with something.

I always do, don't I? Don't I, Richard?

Yes.

First we go home and
relax a little, right boys?

Wait until you see this.

My collection is one of the
most interesting in Germany.

Okay, son, now we're going
to do some strategic thinking.

I've got it all planned. Now let
me tell you how it's going to work.

After breakfast we drive to Stuttgart
and look up Chancellor Schaufele,

and old buddy of mine.
He's just the man to help us.

It's no good. I've got a rehearsal.

I know. In Munich,
right? I've thought of that.

Richard will drive you there.

What about Thomas?

He'll come down when
this business is settled.

My God, you won't die if you
don't see him for a couple of days.

I don't know...

Listen, my dear boy. It's
about time you decide.

Either you want to find
a way to stay in Germany

or you go back to Switzerland
to your reform school.

Do you want that?

Of course not.

That's what I thought.

This is Martin. Please try again.

-The same number?
-Yes, the same.

Krauthagen residence.

Hello?

I've been trying to reach you
for days. This is Martin Karuth.

-Who is it?
-Kurath.

Thomas' friend.
Don't you remember me?

Is Mr. Krauthagen there?

No, he's not here.

He said he'd be back by
now. He promised me...

- Mr. Krauthagen is in Paris.

And Thomas? Is he there?

Sorry, but I think he went with him.

What is that?

Now's the time for me to play
the savior of law and order.

Our chances have never been better.

You'd sacrifice my husband?

-Do you want him to die?
-I want to see him die.

You are a beast, but I love a beast.

My child, your hatred
is nothing compared to

my ambition. He'll
suffer the fate of fools.

You shall sit in Parliament.

It's desolate, seeing
you inside prison walls,

where prisoners and guards
watch us. Here, at least we...

Let me see my beloved!
Only you can make it possible!

I mustn't be seen here...

I bid you forgive my lack of manners,

in so forcing entry into
your private chambers.

Forgive my uncouth appearance,
but you are my last hope...

"Dear Martin, I know I'm
a bastard and a traitor...

but I can't come back to you.
I've always tried to be honest

and not to do anything I didn't
believe in deep down inside,

but now I know you can't exist
without taking advantage of people,

even of those you love
more then anyone else.

Krauthagen got me a residence permit,

but with the condition that I be
his boyfriend and stay with him.

He's not a bad person. He's
just disappointed and lonely.

There are only two alternatives:

either I come back to you
and land in the reformatory

or I stay in Germany with Krauthagen.

He cares for me as a son
and wants to send me to school.

Both ways are shitty, but
there's no third alternative.

! know I'm a bastard, but my
life has been so rotten up to now.

I love you as much as ever,
and I promise you one thing:

if things don't get better,
I'm going to kill myself.

Either way,
my thoughts will be with you.

Thomas.”

Yes.

What did you want? Who
do you want to talk to?

Who?

One moment.

Martin.

It's for you.

Thomas, where are you?

At the station in Stuttgart.

And Krauthagen?

He kicked me out.

Can you speak a little
louder? I can't hear you.

He kicked me out because I
didn't want to sleep with him.

And what about school?

I'm not going. He didn't
keep any of his promises.

Are you still mad at me?

I never was. I just kept
hoping you'd make it somehow.

! don't have any more illusions.

What do you want me to
do, send you some money?

You don't have to. You wouldn't
believe the things I've done.

I was even a prostitute.

Hard to believe, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Should I come? I can take the
night train after the performance.

I'll be there tomorrow morning.

We could make a fresh start.

Could it ever be as it was.
Remember how happy we were?

You're the first person I've
ever really loved in my whole life.

I wanted to do everything
right and did everything wrong.

I can't go on. I'm going
back to Dürrenmoos.

Thomas, say something.

Bad news, Martin?

Hello.

Hello. Can I help you?

Doesn't Martin Kurath live here?

Yes, he lives here. Come in.

Martin, you've got a visitor.

Hello there.

Enrico.

Surprised to see me?

I sure am. What's going on?

Are you out of reform school?

They let me out last week.

I have to speak with you.

Come on in.

Sit down.

Are you hungry? Would
you like something to drink?

No, thanks, not right now. I...

I...

Helmut, please...

I don't want to disturb you.

I'll call you later.

Okay, Enrico, continue.

Well, Mr. Kurath...

or should I say Mr. Gürther?

It's about Thomas.

He doesn't know I'm here.

But I thought it'd be better...

if I...

If you what?

Thomas is getting out
of Dürrenmoos on Friday.

Oh?

He's 21 and he's passed
his job examination.

But I know...

you wouldn't recognize him.

Why not?

It's just that...

Well, he's changed a lot.

He does everything they tell him to.

He even gets along with Diethelm.

He doesn't even put up a fight anymore.

I know that.

And...

And so I just thought...

now that he's getting out...

I was wondering if you could...

Yes, of course I will.

But but don't be shocked
when you see him.

It's just ...he's got
a scar on his face.

A scar? How did he get that?

When they caught him
and brought him back,

well,

Diethelm, took him and...

he gouged him with a sugar sickle.

What are you doing here?

You shouldn't drink so much.

I told you they would break
me down, and they did.

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

There's something
called a will to live.

I didn't resist them.

I just did everything they wanted.

I closed my eyes

and waited for everything to be over.

It's all over now, Thomas.

Let's you and me try to...

I stood there

and watched Diethelm beat
a guy's head against a wall...

until he fell down unconscious.

And I didn't say a thing.

All I could think was, "I
hope he leaves me alone.”

What could you have done,

shoot him or something?

A new Diethelm would have come.

There are plenty of them around.

Cut it out, Thomas.

That's enough.

And you?

What do you mean?

What have you done? Met some new guys?

A new boyfriend?

Nothing serious.

Did you think of me sometimes?

I did.

I kept hoping you'd come
back to me someday...

and that we could start living
the way we wanted to at last.

I didn't think of you at all.

I fucked Babette with the other guys.

It was great.

I jacked off with them too.

Nothing wrong with that.

Everybody does it.

I never wanted to be faithful to you.

Remember that night in your cell?

Did you really believe that...

you and me forever?

We'll show the world, huh?

Well, we really showed 'em, didn't we?

Can't you stop drinking?

I'm not taking orders from
anyone anymore, not even you!

Thomas, what's wrong? Open the door!

Let's be reasonable. We can talk.

Don't give up now.

I love you.

I really do, Thomas.

I still believe in everything

we said back then.

Thomas, come out of there!

This is the psychiatric clinic.

One moment, please.
I'll connect you.

There is no reason for alarm.
We have cases like this every day.

That's what we're here for.

How long will he have to stay here?

Don't worry. He'll be
over it in two, three weeks.

And now we have a special announcement.

Thomas Manzoni, 21, has been
reported missing since Thursday, May 9.

He is from Scheurental,
unmarried, 5'8" tall,

blue eyes, blond hair, oval face.

The missing boy has a scar on the right
side of his face from an accident.

He escaped from the psychiatric clinic,
where he was undergoing treatment.

Any information, please
give to the psychiatric clinic

or to the closest police station.

Thomas Manzoni suffers serious
depression and may be confused.

Should you find him, please
approach him kindly and gently.