All language subtitles for Du hast gesagt, dass du mich liebst (2006)You.Told.Me.You.Love.Me

You told me you love me

A day like any other

You are and always will be a bastard.

You screwed around
with other women.

That's why I left you.

You told me that you loved me.
But you never loved me.

You only loved yourself.

No. Probably you didn't.

Or you would have loved me.

Johanna Perl.
Seven times German champion.

Actually, I could die now.

Sophia doesn't need me any more.

She swims better than I do.

Am I afraid of death?

No, I don't think so.

I don't believe I'll go to hell.

If hell exists.

You weren't in good form today.
- I'm fine.

How are you'?
How does retirement suit you?

Well.

Do you miss us?
- I'm glad to be rid of you.

I don't believe you.

None of you ever did what I told you.
Least of all you.

Dear God,

if you exist,

tell me why I should go on.

Just let me die.

Or shall I take care of it myself'?

You never answer my questions.

Or must I go to church for that?

Man, 45, not particularly handsome,
not particularly ugly,

looking for a woman
who is everything to him:

sister, mother, saint,
whore, companion, lover!

I always thought my mother
was a saint.

I wanted to be the same.

Does Sophia see me that way'?

I don't think so.

For a thousand years in your sight
are as yesterday when it is past,

and as a watch in the night.

You carry them away as with a flood,

they are as a sleep,

like grass that sprouts in the morning

and by evening is withered and dry.

Seventy is the sum of our years,

or eighty, if we are strong,

and if we knew joy,

it was also toil and sorrow,

for it quickly passes,

and we fly away.

Strange, I should remember that now.

I wrote that at the end of
my final German exam.

I couldn't think of anything better.

I am a saint and a whore.

I'm very like what he describes.

I haven't slept with
a man for two years.

A real fuck would do me good.

Dear unknown man, I confess

I have never ever answered
a lonely hearts ad,

but I could be what you are looking for,
depending on whether I like you.

Shall I enclose a photo'?

I could take one where I look
ten years younger.

That beautiful one Herbert took
in Spain when we were still happy.

No desire for anything

Good morning! Forgive me for
addressing you like this.

I've seen you here the past year.
I finally decided to speak to you.

My wife died 14 years ago and she's
buried here, so I come every day.

I loved her very much.

You are a very attractive woman. Would
you like to have a coffee with me?

Why'?
- Because you are lonely. Like me.

I'm not lonely.

Good day.

Why...

didn't I prepare for the day
when I would no longer work?

Reading books doesn't help.

Maybe I should write one myself.

Lots of people do at my age.

Or travel the world.

Traveling alone is not much fun.

It was always so enjoyable
traveling with Herbert.

All right.

I'm Praying to you now.

Dear God,

I need your help.

Tell me what I should do!

I've never asked you for anything
since I was 14.

No, that's not true.
I want to be honest.

You know everything anyway.

When I swam my first German championship
I prayed I would win. And I did.

Maybe you really did help me.
Maybe I was just good.

Who knows?

But now I am here in your church...

and I beg you for an answer.

I can wait.

I will wait here patiently
until I hear from you.

Maybe I should really learn how to cook.
Take a cooking course.

Women who cook well
are always desirable.

Maybe there's some truth in that.

I'm even making jokes with myself.

Oh, it's you.

It's rather unexpected.

No, you're not disturbing me.
I'm cooking.

No, not now.
I'd prefer to meet you in a cafe.

Tomorrow afternoon?

Would that suit you'?

At three?

Would you have time?

How shall I recognize you?

You wrote: man 45 not particularly
handsome, not particularly ugly

but that applies to most men.

What!

You'd wait for me
with a red rose in your hand?

Good.

I'll be more or less punctual.

Until tomorrow.

Oh God!

Today's not my lucky day.

That was my favorite pan.

Now I'll have to buy a new one.

I hope that's a good sign.

The adventure of love

A little war paint is necessary.

If I don't like him,
I'll go to the loo and vanish.

Are you Johanna Perl?
- Yes.

I'd given up all hope that you'd come.
It's nice you did.

May I?

I must confess I'm almost drunk.

I was so nervous.

And I've been waiting an hour for you.

I had a few problems to solve.

You're married?

No. It was a little more complicated.

What can I get you?

An espresso, please.

And you? Another vodka?

No, thanks.

An espresso for me too.

I think I could do with one.

My ad was a little unusual.

The people in the advertising
department refused to print it at first.

The word "whore" disturbed them.

I told them it was a quote
from Henry Miller.

He's my favorite author.

I have no idea where to begin.

You have good taste.

Cheers.

You still haven't told me
what your name is.

Excuse me.
I'm Johannes Kreuzberger.

I'm a writer
and I've written four novels,

but I haven't found a publisher yet.

I'm a hopeless case.

May I call you Johannes?

I wish you would.

Dear Johannes,

if you want to give me your
manuscripts I will read them.

I enjoy novels.

You are the most beautiful woman
I have ever seen.

Good morning.

It was lovely being with you.

But I would prefer to be alone now.
Can you understand that?

Shouldn't we
say "du" to one another'?

Why?

We slept together.

I prefer to use "Sie".

Does that mean...

I won't see you again?

I don't know yet.

But you could give me
your telephone number.

Perhaps I'll call you.

Please go now.

Congratulations! Very good time. Your
daughter wasn't as good this morning.

Probably out on the town
the whole night.

Hello, Mama! They're for you.

You're bringing me flowers?

Is there a special reason?

No, not at all.
- Do you need money'?

No, I just felt so good today
and then I thought of you.

Have you had breakfast?
Shall I fry you an egg?

No thanks, I'm not hungry at all.

Then what?

I was in "Netzwerk" last night
and I met a really great guy there.

I was dancing on my own and all at
once he was there,

dancing with me, and we drank
a few glasses of wine and then more,

and then we danced the whole night.
It was so wonderful. You can't imagine!

I fell in love with him immediately.
It never happened to me.

Love at first sight.
And Mama, I slept with him.

His name is Michael.
And he looks like an angel.

He's studying philosophy
and he knows everything.

I thought about marrying him
and having children with him.

Did you use a condom?

You know that I always
have some with me!

I wanted to come by tomorrow
and present him. If that suits you.

You could cook something.

I should cook?

You're so good at it.

I hate you!

I won't visit you today either.

You could have better
prepared me for life.

But you stuck me in a convent school,
so you could fool around with other men.

Papa loved you.

You shouldn't have left him.

Just because he slept with other women.
That's no reason.

All men do that.

And all women too.

Are you free this evening?

I would like to invite you.

My house at 8 o'clock.
My daughter will also be here.

I'm looking forward
to seeing you again.

Please be punctual.
Or the food will be cold.

These are for you.
- That's very sweet of you.

And I've brought you my last manuscript.

Come in.
You're much too early.

I haven't got a watch any more.
And I wanted to be punctual.

I had to pawn my watch for these.

Can I help with anything?

Excuse me.

Just sit down there.

I can do that for you.

I'm quite a good cook.

One has to learn to cook
when one lives alone.

All right. I trust you.

You are responsible for the salad.

I can change in the meantime.

My daughter is coming in half an hour
with her new friend.

My God!

You look like a goddess!

I want to kneel down and worship you.

What's preventing you!

Did you dress this way for me?
- No.

You can get up now.

I wore this because
it's a special evening.

You just said "du" to me.

Ah, it just slipped out. I will
pay more attention in future.

I have to go to the kitchen
or the food will bum.

He's so familiar.

As if I'd known him for a long time.

I could say to him now that I love him.

I would like to confess that I love you.

Then do it!

I love you, Johanna.
From the moment I saw you.

Dear Johanna,

dear Sophia und dear Michael.

We have got to know
one another a little...

and spoken of things
that seem important to us.

A little about the past,
about the future...

and what we dream of,

and we've realized we
have dreams in common.

I would just like to say that
I feel very good with you.

You are a wonderful family.

And I have the feeling that I have
finally arrived where I belong.

That is a very good feeling.

I'm happy-

To us!

Leave that Sophia. I'll do it.
Look after Michael instead.

I like him.
- Thanks!

That's just what I wanted to hear.

Look, we'll take off now
and leave you to yourselves.

I think your new friend is okay too.

It's great that we've fallen in love
at the same time.

Did I say I'm in love'?

One can see it. You're simply glowing.
- Am I?

The language of love

I'm sorry I sent you away.

I want you to come to me right away.

I need to discuss something
very important with you.

It looks like a wedding night.

You said you had something
important to discuss?

Come in.
Or do you want me to catch cold'?

Take off your clothes.
It's nicer in bed.

You're the most unbelievable
woman I ever met.

You're so beautiful. Come!

I suddenly didn't want to sleep alone.

I feel as if I'm in paradise!

I dreamt of a woman like you
all my life.

I'd given up hope.

Now do stop saying "Sie" to me.
It's totally unnatural.

But you said

What?

Well...

That you prefer it

ls your husband buried here?

No. Unfortunately he's still alive.
He's not dead yet.

My mother is here.

I like to think about death.

Death is always present in life.

I used to think that
when I was 18.

The older I get,
the less I think about it.

I want to live!

Life with you would be wonderful!

I told you to say "du" to me.

If you wish, you can move
in with me tomorrow.

I have a room that I never use.

I can empty it and you can
put your things in it.

You can give up your flat
and save money.

I'll come today.
I have a friend with a station wagon.

The most important stuff will fit in it.
- I have to clean out the room first.

I won't manage before
tomorrow evening.

Perhaps it will take longer.
I'll call you when I'm ready.

You're in fine form!

What did you want to tell me'?

Johannes is moving in with me.

You're absolutely sure you want
to live with Johannes?

Absolutely sure!

You're crazy.
- Yes.

I haven't been in here
for at least seven years.

We need to get some life in here.

It looks like I've been living
with a corpse for seven years.

I won't throw these away.

I love photographs.

Why did I never take photos!

Not even of Sophia when
she was small.

Mama always took photographs.
Of everything!

She wanted to capture life.

As long as she could.

I can't do it on my own.

Each thing brings back a thousand stories.

If you want to move in tomorrow
you'll have to come and help me.

Can you take photographs?

No, that's not enough.

I want to learn properly.

Okay, now come here and help me!

I'm Frank and we offer a complete
service. You can call me any time.

We do everything.

Moving, renovation, painting,
laying carpets, sanding floors.

It won't cost you a penny if we
take this cupboard.

If not, it will cost you 500.

I'd like to use the cupboard.
It's a wonderful piece.

It's worth much more than 500 Euro.

Alright, Frank, I prefer to pay you
500 Euro. I trust my friend.

Have you got a bed?

Why'?
I thought I'd be sleeping with you.

No.

Believe me, my love, it is better for
both of us to have our own bed.

Three months later in springtime

Winter is like death.

New life begins now.

The whole world is wonderful!

I wonder when Johannes sleeps?
He writes like a crazy person.

Perhaps I am his muse.

He should eat more.
He's become so thin.

You were my favorite tree.

This is your cremation.

They're good.

Probably Brettmann's right.

I have a natural talent.

I've still a lot to learn!

But I've got time.

I only do what I want now.

I said you can always come in.

I don't want to disturb you.

I respect your work.

I love you.

I'm in a crisis.

I've been sitting here for three hours
and my mind's a blank.

If you'd like me to read
what you wrote yesterday...

...I'll tell you what I think.

Wasn't this a good idea?

It's not healthy to sit in front
of the typewriter day and night.

And spring is so beautiful.

You are so beautiful!

I prayed in a church...

...and then you appeared.

I believe more and more that God
does exist, that he sent you to me.

Life is good now that you're here.

I don't believe in God.
I don't need a God.

Certainly not now we're together.

You are my God!

My Goddess, of course.

You are so precise in such things.
I love that!

Your corrections are always good.
Almost always.

Always.

I want to thank you. For having
brought me into this world.

I forgive you now for leaving Papa.

I will never come here again.

I am leaving you.

I'll live my life.

I want to live and be happy and
never think of death again.

You're becoming more confident.

Your photos are a journey of discovery.

You are a modern Columbus.

You're discovering the world.

I'm quite sure you have a great future
as a photographer.

The book won't be a best-seller,
photo books are too expensive...

...but I reckon we can sell
two or three thousand.

In that case, how much will I receive?

Ten percent of the net shop sale.

I'm very satisfied with the computer
you sold me two months ago.

Good.

And now I want to buy
the same computer again.

There has to be a discount in that!

There's a very small profit
margin on that model.

I want a discount.

Otherwise I'll leave your shop
and you'll earn nothing at all.

The computer is for my lover.

Alright, one hundred Euro. But my boss
will kill me tonight.

I'll be dead, but you'll have
your computer.

Thank you very much. You are very,
very courageous and very nice.

It works.

Does the noise disturb you'? I want you
to have more light to write by.

Not at all!

I've never written so easily.
It writes by itself.

Then carry on. Brettmann said you
must be finished in three weeks.

To the publication of your novel.

I wish you success!

I will always love you.
Do whatever you want.

Now I put the question to you,
Sophia Perl.

If you wish to enter
into the state of marriage...

...with Michael Wiese,
then please answer "yes"?

Yes.

You have both given
your consent, therefore.

I officially declare you man and wife.

No, Johannes. One wedding is enough.

This is just the kind of bed we need.

Unfortunately, it's rather expensive.

It doesn't matter.
I admire your courage.

I'm not courageous at all.
I love Michael.

For you. Freshly printed.

It looks beautiful.
I'll read it immediately.

You've already read it.
- It's different when it's printed.

Then you can mark the printing mistakes.
For the second edition.

If there is a second edition.
- I'm sure there'll be many more.

I'm going to show the book to
some friends. See you later.

Dear God, please make it a bestseller.

My lover deserves success.

Perhaps you don't understand much
about novels, but I do. Trust me.

I wanted to tell him
how much I like his novel.

I'm sorry, it was
much later than I thought.

Are you hungry? Shall I make you
a fried egg? It will take ten minutes.

I'm dead tired. I'm not hungry
and I need to sleep first.

May I come in?
- Come in.

Come here.

I can't now.
I have an important appointment.

A journalist wants to interview me.

What a shame.
I wanted to tell you so much.

I like your book even more.

I have to go.

You're going to become famous.
Everyone will love you.

Women too.
I hope you'll be able to deal with it.

It's not easy.
But perhaps you'll like that.

You are still so inexperienced!
My poor lover.

Women are witches.
They have incredible power.

You probably don't stand a chance.

Devilish feelings

Dear God, let him be strong.

I don't want him to leave me.

I'll leave him if he betrays me.

Like my mother left my father.

I found that absolutely terrible...

...but I can't do otherwise.
You must understand that.

I don't want to be jealous!

Let him have his fun
with this journalist.

When he comes back
I'll throw the computer at the wall.

I'm starting to hate him!

I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!

Wow! What an honor!

You were gone for two weeks.

I wanted to kill you.

I would have cut your dick off first.

Then I would have cut you into small
pieces and put them in a plastic bag...

and emptied it into a lake.

In a week or two the fish
would have eaten it all.

I was in Paris.

A French publishing company
wants to publish "You told me".

It had to happen fast.

Nix French.

Denise organized it all for me.
- Denise?

Yes, the journalist I told you about.

She was so enthusiastic about my book
that she moved heaven and earth.

We had to fly immediately.
And in Paris all hell was loose.

We met a thousand people.

We?

Yes, she had to go with me
to make all the contacts.

Ah yes, of course.

The French publisher is a dream.

A thousand times better
than your Mr. Brettmann.

He understood straight away
what I'm concerned with: -

A description of the world.
The way it is now, today.

And a description of feelings,
the kind people have today.

You slept with her'?
- It's about much, much more now.

You slept with her!

Yes. It couldn't be avoided.
You know how that is.

Yes, I know how that is.

I want you to pack your things
and get out of here.

You can take your computer.

I wish you further success.

Hopefully you will be happy with Denise.

Please don't call me ever again!

I am two

I must forget him.

He foresaw it in his story.

What he wrote has happened.

We lived his novel.

I am Dagmar and he is Paul.

It is our story.

And I'm repeating everything that
Mama did, even though I don't want to.

I still love him.

If he crashed his car against a tree
I would cry at his grave.

If only he'd stop calling me.

I should change my number.

I would miss his messages
on my answering machine.

At least I know what he's up to,
and that he's still alive.

This forest is like a living thing,
from another star.

Like Johannes.

When we were still in love.

Maybe he is a God'?

He came to me, to save me.

To drive away my thoughts of death.

To make me strong.

I love you.

And you told me
that you loved me too.

I'm going to divorce him immediately!

Why does he do this?

And you're to blame for it all!

You said "yes" to my marrying him. You
should have warned me about marriage.

I can't even talk to him.

He refuses to speak to me.

You are grown up.

You wanted to marry Michael
on the spot. You said "yes".

I love you. No matter what you decide.

I will always love you as long as
I live, because you are my daughter.

Do you believe me?

Yes, Mama.

If I didn't have you
I would kill myself.

Why is life so hard?

Because each person...

has all possibilities within them
and all impossibilities.

A philosopher once said,

each person is its own...

independent world.

When two collide, there are
seemingly insolvable conflicts.

If one is patient,
it almost always resolves itself.

Confusing messages

Maybe there is a curse on our family.

A curse that forces us
to repeat everything.

There must be a way to break this curse.

Trees.

Can you help me'?

Can you help me'?

You cannot eat or drink
for seven days...

and after seven days
you must come here.

Then I will tell you what
to do to break this curse.

It may sound like a fairy tale,

but it is reality.

Why does the forest
have Johannes' voice?

At least I can drive normally.

Or do I have to go into a mental asylum?

He's gone.

I threw him out!

I thought I would feel better, but...

I feel as if he spat me out.

We're going out today. Okay'?

Raw, finely sliced beef.

Do you know what
you're going to have?

I took an oath.

I can't eat or drink for seven days.

Perhaps I should do the same.

I might feel better.

You must eat, my sweet.

Forget him.

There are plenty of other men.

My appetite has gone.

I'm fed up with men.

Mama,

I feel so alone.

If you want, you can stay with me
for a while. The room is empty.

Go away! Go away! You're a witch.
Leave me.

Why aren't you asleep?

You were having wild dreams.

And then you screamed loudly
and started hitting around.

I was really afraid.

What did I say?

'No, no, no! '

'You're a witch! Let me go! '

And I didn't understand the rest.
Something about a curse.

I was frightened for you, Mama.

I am back, dear forest.

I haven't eaten for seven days.
I am famished.

I had to drink a little now and then,
or I would have died.

Now you can tell me what I should do!

If you say nothing, I will freeze here.
Is that what you want?

Or do you say nothing
because I drank now and again.

I think you shouldn't be so petty.

Or do you want me to die?

Do you want me to die?

Do you want me to die?

Maybe I should stop acting crazy.

Maybe I should eat again.

Would you open the door'?
It's Johannes!

How do you know that?

I just know.

My mother is expecting you.

Did she know I was coming?

No idea. Come in.

Maybe she has forgiven you.

It's wonderful that you're back again!

If you hadn't come today,
I would have gone mad.

I was always with you!
No matter what you did.

I understand everything now.

We're not living in your story,
we're living in reality.

Everything's possible there!

I don't think you know that yet,
but I will show you.

I don't understand anything, I just know
I want to come back to you,

because I love you.
Because I always loved you.

Stop crying-

I'm here...

and I'll stay with you
until you're ancient.

I will live to be 120.

Then you'll be 100.

Everything is all right now.

My woman.

Everything that's enjoyable

I don't want you to do that.
You aren't my servant.

I'm everything!

Your mother, your sister...

lover, whore, companion...

and servant.

That's what your ad said.

I feel as if I've grown
twenty years older.

I'm as old as you now.
We are equals.

I suffered like a dog.
I thought of killing myself.

It serves you right!

My Poor love!

You had to fuck other women
before you knew that you loved me.

I laid here on the ground
and spoke to the trees.

They answered me.

I really did hear them speak.

But it was your voice.

That happens. I'm convinced of it.

Can it be that for every man
there is just one woman?

He can live in America
and she on Kilimanjaro.

They are meant for each other.

They will meet at some point.

Maybe not until they are eighty.

Once they meet, nothing can part them.

Not even French journalists!

Please forgive me.

I forgave you long ago.

You can fuck as many
French journalists as you want.

No... that's not true.

But I've become smarter.

Nevertheless, it hurts.

It's wonderful driving around with you.

I'll give you my car.
It belongs to you now.

But you love your car.

I love you more.

When you've finished your new book
we'll drive to Spain.

It's for you...

Dinner is almost ready.

You swim as if you were
twenty years younger.

I feel as if I am.

Can I introduce you to my new boyfriend'?
- No.

I'm not getting involved again.

Mama,

I have stopped hating you.
I have made my peace with you.

You have finally set me free, my child.

It took a long time.

I can find my peace now.

You don't need to think
about me any more.

I am dead. And you are alive.

My ex-husband forbade me to read
the newspaper at breakfast.

I love it.

It's so enjoyable. Are you coming
swimming with me today'?

I'm in the middle of writing.

I know what the new book will be called.
Do you want to know the title?

Yes.

"Like a stray cat".

How did you come up with that?

No idea.
It was suddenly there and I liked it.

Then it's right.

"The Jump over the Broomstick".

You have to read this. Listen.

"The Jump over the Broomstick

Doing what has been done a thousand
times as if it were the first time.

The Art of Marriage."

This has been written for us.
It couldn't more clear.

It's written here what we have to do.

You are my man.

Yes or no?

Yes.

The jump over the broomstick.

I feel I'm getting sick.

Maybe I must die.

But I want to live and finish my book.
And marry you.

I'm finished.

I hurt all over.

You are terribly hot.

He'll survive.
Another two weeks and he'll be fine.

Then you can marry
and grow old together.

You should make sure that he
does more sport and works less.

In his delirium he kept
talking about "a stray cat".

That's me.

No, it's his new novel.

He lives his stories.

You should read it when it's printed.

What's it about?

About a woman who lost her lover...

and nearly went mad.

You have to slow down.
I can't swim that fast.

Johanna Kreuzberger,

born Perl.

Will you take your husband
Johannes Kreuzberger...

from God's hand,

promise to love and honor him,

remain by him
in joy and in sorrow...

and keep the bond of marriage
holy and steadfast,

so answer "yes"?

Yes.

Kneel down.

And the blessing...

of the Father,

the Son...

and the Holy Ghost...

be with you now...

and remain with you...

forever more.

Dear guests, friends, Pastor,

you are probably terribly hungry...

and I just wish to say that Johanna
and I are very, very happy.

We have found the path to our paradise.
And that is no exaggeration.

It is so.

Cheers!

Would you like to drive?

I want you to drive!

It's a long way.
- It doesn't matter.

We have time.

When you're tired we will stop
and sleep in small hotels.

I chose some from the internet.

We could drive from Gibraltar
to Morocco.

I always wanted to go there.

A sunrise in the desert.

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

You can have as many sunrises
and sunsets as you wish.

I'll do what you say.

Because I love you.
And because I'm grateful.

The sun shines in Morocco.

It makes us beautiful and happy.