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SUBTITLE: Hessischer Rundfunk

* Music. Moans of pleasure. *

George Sahl

Franziska, his wife

Thomas, Sahl's son

Judith Sahl

Mayor

Helen Martin

Nina

People of the stature of Georg Sahl have become rare.

Today we honor a Homme de Lettres in the broadest sense.

An eloquent champion of the cause of democracy.

An author who is as brilliant as he is tireless

A thinker with heart and soul, a journalist with passion.

He has been at the helm of the Frankfurter Nachrichten for two decades

If the whole of Frankfurt stood there like its traditional newspaper,

I would dance to work every morning.

Role model has become an old-fashioned word.

This is precisely why we, society, need you more urgently than ever.

When Georg Sahl speaks of justice, honesty and

freedom, these concepts begin to sparkle again.

Frankfurt couldn't wish for a more worthy winner.

Dear George, I congratulate you from the bottom of my heart.

*applause*

Dear ladies and gentlemen, distinguished ministers,

Dear Mayor, Dear Hildegard!

When I just listened to her words, I thought it must be beautiful,

to know someone so praised .

It's been 30 years since I came across the Paulskirche

and the liberal spirit, for which it stands, I received my doctorate.

"You can replace one idea with another,

just not that of freedom."

Ludwig Börne suspected, when he wrote this in 1833,

what a difficult journey of freedom

especially in Germany would happen?

Dr. Sahl!

Don't escape me today! Congratulations!

For what reason? That I can't escape you?

What else do I have to do to get you on my show?

That would go beyond the scope of the public broadcaster.

Yes, you don't like television in general and my show in particular.

But you would be the only guest. No audience questions, no votes.

Just the two of us, 60 minutes, just conversation.

Pure conversation? No frills. People want to hear you.

I almost forgot that.

Is Hildegard talking about the war again?

Will we see you at the Figaro premiere?

Probably not. The director gets on my nerves.

Come on, even he can't break the Figaro!

Sorry, I have to kidnap your husband for a moment.

I could go slowly. Oh yes?

Thomas!

Where are you staying?

We have to go. The babysitter. Oh, what a shame!

But thank you for coming.

Are we eating together on your birthday are we?

Sure. Greetings Paula! All right. See you very soon!

*Music*

I do not like it.

I don't like it at all!

*Music*

Meal, doctor!

Good morning!

*applause*

I should get a prize more often. .

Then the week starts friendlier.

So? What's up?

Stone, please!

The Prime Minister has admitted that he is the father of the child.

I'm surprised, it's your generation

begins to believe that the private is political.

I know this is a tabloid issue in your eyes.

But the political boundary has long been crossed.

A Christian conservative prime minister,

constantly blabbing about protecting the

family, gives birth to a child out of wedlock:

This is not a private matter, but a political scandal.

Give the poor guy some joy. .

That he seems to carry out the act of procreation even without marital distress:

Isn't this the nicest report about him in a long time?

Better write about it,

why politicians no longer resign for political reasons,

but only because of such antics.

It's all nonsense!

Who wrote that? Reichardts.

That's good.

Ms. Erenz. - Yes?

Mr. Möller is waiting for your article. - I'm on my way.

Hello!

Hurry up! An uncomfortable Möller can become very uncomfortable.

Mr. Häussler is waiting for you, doctor.

Don't always say doctor! It makes me feel sick.

What do you think about becoming Federal President?

Nothing at all.

The Chancellor considers you to be the ideal candidate.

That would be new to me. Don't underestimate them!

She knows what a coup it would be to win you over.

Should I go into politics?

Do you find that so absurd? No, but unrealistic.

You know how narrow the majority will be in the Federal Assembly.

Therefore a non-partisan candidate.

One who causes the others to falter.

You are electable to everyone. Thanks for the insult.

Ever since we met, you've said that you want to shape the intellectual climate.

You know that I never lived like a monastery student.

So what? We're not in America!

And you never threw stones at police officers,

my liberal friend.

Think about it again, George!

Did you have a romantic evening ordered?

No. But while you're here.

I've missed you. I love you too.

Do you want something to drink? No.

Do you know? Your wife on TV yesterday...

You're not jealous, are you? are you jealous?

It's shabby to fool her any longer.

Everyone has a right to the truth.

If she kicks you out, you'll move in here.

Good that that's cleared up.

I'm serious.

You belong to Me!

If you want to back out, Please find a new lawyer.

* Key rattling * We win this process!

* front door *

Sleep on it! We'll talk more tomorrow.

Good night!

Are there only washcloths left? in the world?

I'm stumped.

Was it someone's birthday? No.

I should become Federal President.

Excuse me? Federal President!

That's why Hildegard wanted to go out to dinner with me. .

Apparently she asked on behalf of from the very top.

The Chancellor stands behind me.

Of course only officially, when the majority is secure.

Federal President... What did you say?

That I need to talk to you. What?

I know, it's crazy. Of course.

On the one hand. Oh?

I think I would be a good Federal President.

Naturally.

Georg, you never wanted to become a politician - for good reason!

I know.

We vowed to never get into bed with the state. .

I know.

In order not to have to make any tactical contortions .

I would be above this consensus sauce and could set accents.

Shake hands with the corrupt lunatics at receptions of this world?

No, by watching the technocrats and opportunists.

By encouraging people and showing them:

There is one who doesn't let himself be chased by the pack. .

Don't you overlook the fact that I have to run a law firm here?

Where is the problem?

The others also continued to work,

when their husbands became president: Mildred Scheel or Mrs. Carstens.

Yes, as a touching doctor - and not as a terror of the family courts.

My beloved terror!

Georg, we have achieved enough in our lives.

You women don't understand one word in the German language: ambition.

Excuse me? It's not from me, it's from Kleist.

I'll write to him right away.

"My reverend sir, You don't know my wife!"

Then may I remind you of Goethe:

"Those I called, the spirits, I can't get rid of them now."

That means? That you will regret it.

I've never regretted anything. Why should I start now?

*door knock*

In!

Thanks.

Good day! Hello!

Ms. Erenz, my secretary said,

You want me to represent you in a divorce matter.

Represent is not the right word.

Maybe you can tell me what it's about.

About a man.

Unfortunately he is married and it would

be more honest if he got a divorce.

My problem is: The wife doesn't have the slightest idea.

The longer it takes, the worse it will be for her afterwards.

Aha.

You are once again one of his great loves.

What do you mean?

Look, Ms.... er Erenz.

Georg was already a dazzling presence before our marriage. .

And back then I wasn't half as naive as you are now.

I have been married for 35 years now.

Do you think I haven't seen it all? yet?

Why should I believe you?

George loves me!

That would actually be something new.

Georg Sahl only loves one person, and that is Georg Sahl.

No wonder Georg is fed up with you.

Does he have that? When did he make this revelation to you?

Before he fucked you or after?

No idea!

I mostly remember him fucking me.

My husband needs women like you again and again. He always needs me.

Do you want to deny it?

Why don't you take care of your own collateral damage?

I'll get back to you later.

How could this happen, damn it? I didn't even say yes!

Yes, I'm just as horrified as you.

This is unbelievable! This meansthe end. Ending! I'm out!

George, calm down. You're right.

It's a scandal that this has already leaked out.

Have you spoken to anyone?

Me? You don't have your store under control.

I'm not up for such games. .

It should have been an elegant coup. .

Now I'm standing there like a beginner.

Now don’t throw the baby out with the bathwater.

Yes, it's annoying, but not a catastrophe.

On the contrary. Haven't you ever written about crisis management?

You mean forward-looking communication strategy.

Show that you don't care about these tactical games.

This is what gives you credibility as the president of civil society.

Good heavens. I'm about to cry.

What is he thinking, Franziska?

Now he forces you to play "the woman at his side" for 5 years.

This is really going too far.

A new order?

Yes... so for a tender.

But we have a strong concept.

And that?

This is a new project. We want to open a gallery.

Anyway, you finally have to make it clear to him. what you want.

Do you want to stroke children's heads at boring receptions? .

You shouldn't first get your agency up to speed,

before you start something new?

I know you're uncomfortable with this. this topic is uncomfortable.

But I can't bite off my tongue any longer. .

And Federal President? That's a farce.

Basically, that's what he always wanted: a big audience.

He could get back to real topics, real attitude, real life

bring into politics.

Only one thing is real about him: his ego.

That's simply not true, Thomas.

I know how it disgusts him more and more,

into which shallow waters the political world has sailed.

That only administrators are at the wheel,

who turn their flag into the wind.

He already messed with the left-wing mainstream at university. .

That wasn't popular. It was one against all.

Well, or just for myself.

Let the reactionary musketeer do whatever he wants.

You don't need him, mom.

You can live well without these humiliations.

Strange.

Today everyone seems to want me to separate from your father.

A young woman was in my office earlier. .

She said Georg and I should get divorced.

What young woman? Some friend of his.

She came to the office

and introduced herself as the new Mrs. Sahl.

What? It's just incredible!

Look who's there.

Granny! Granny! Hello, my frog.

Come!

Well, distinguished visitors?

I painted that.

That's a beautiful elephant. That's not an elephant. This is dad.

Is that dad?

Daddy, daddy, do the elephant!

* trumpet *

Hello. Hello.

That's sensational news.

Like a bolt from the blue.

Thrown by the Chancellor personally.

And Georg wants that too? I'm afraid.

Paula, we wanted to eat ice cream together.

Ice. Ice.

Are you coming to my birthday? Nope.

Clear.

Where do we want to go? To the ice cream man.

The one with the mustache? Yes, the one with the hair.

What do you actually say to that? Nothing at all.

Sorry it's so late .

Since the matter was leaked, all hell has broken loose.

I should have listened to you, stayed away.

I wouldn't like that.

You were against it from the start.

The situation has changed fundamentally, my dear.

You are now in public.

I don't want a man who backs down when things get tough. .

You think I should say yes? Unfortunately you have no other choice.

And you?

In Berlin they don't get divorced less often than in Frankfurt.

*cell phone ringing*

Don't you want to answer it? At some point it'll be over.

Maybe it's Miss Erenz.

I'm not interested in what you do in your free time.

I just don't feel like doing it

that your bed bunnies show up in my office.

Franziska, I...

*cell phone ringing*

Shit!

Sahl.

Madam Chancellor. Yes?

No, no, you're not bothering me.

Moment.

Yes, yes. Indeed.

Of course it was overwhelming.

I would have liked a little more time.

I don't like the way things are going... .

Morning? Yes.

I would have to clarify this again with my office.

But I think... Yes, tomorrow, that should work.

Yes, thank you.

Goodbye, Mrs. Chancellor.

See you in the morning. Goodbye.

I'm flying to Berlin tomorrow.

I'm sure that it's right for you too.

We can do it. Together.

Always together.

I love you.

*Music*

Morning.

*Music*

Thomas! Sorry. Terrible traffic at the airport.

Guess where I'm from right now?

Good afternoon, Dr. Sahl. Can I take your coat?

As always, a Sazerac first and foremost? With pleasure.

The Chancellor wanted a one-on-one conversation.

Does that impress you lately?

I have never seen her so charming before.

Now I believe that they really mean me.

I am her favorite candidate.

That's crazy, right? So, what's up?

I have a request. Financial difficulties?

No, we're doing great.

I ask you not to drag Mom into this political nonsense.

Do you want to ruin my day? Sorry for the indisposition.

You rest on the fact that Franziska will give in to you in everything.

How about if you think about her too.

Dear Thomas, just because you are under Judith's slipper,

doesn't that mean that your parents do too

have to make their life a straitjacket have to.

Franziska and I love each other like on the first day.

We love each other more every day, because we let each other be.

Us? It's mom who does everything for you, forgives you for everything.

She sacrifices herself for you, while you...

Franziska sacrifices herself for me?

And your agency? You would have been broke long ago without it.

You just want to distract.

Now mom is already being harassed by one of your lovers.

I don't know why that concerns you.

Please. Thank you.

I really need this now. .

They really make the best Sazerac here. .

Order your life first before you want to become Federal President.

Do you think you can continue your brothel in Bellevue?

Maybe you should go to a brothel, so you can relax.

A little greeting from the kitchen.

Goose liver praline on a bed of apricot chutney.

*cell phone ringing*

Hello? Nina?

Nina, that's not possible now.

I'm having a hard time with appointments at the moment. .

Yes, what do you think?

Yes, I'm thinking of you.

Yes, me too.

Unfortunately, she is quite possessive.

*door knock*

Ms. Martin!

Are you sacrificing your free time and coming from Hamburg especially for me? .

Does that really surprise you?

I risked my neck to save the

slot for you tomorrow night.

Would you like something to drink, Mrs Martin? Coffee? Tea?

I would be happy with a promise.

Thank you, Ms. Bernhardt.

It doesn't matter whether I confirm or deny my candidacy

I'm betting on victory.

Am i right?

The rumor mill is churning. With me you would have the

chance to move the public debate in the right direction.

Sounds good. But will you let me take control?

It violates journalistic principles.

They are secondary here.

The point is that I am the first

to have the future Federal President.

I know why I don't like your show.

But I like your openness I like it.

See you tomorrow evening?

All right, Ms. Martin.

Thanks. Wonderful. I am happy.

* Music: David Bowie "Modern Love" *

# I know when to go out

I know when to stay in

Get things done

I catch the paper boy

But things don't really change

I'm standing in the wind

But I never wave bye-bye

But I try, I try

There's no sign of life

It's just the power to charm

I'm lying in the rain

But I never wave bye-bye #

You're so easy to figure out. dude.

* cell phone beeping *

Who the hell is Judith?

*Music*

(announcement) Next connection ICE 576 to Hamburg-Altona.

Please get in.

Be careful at the doors and when the train departs.

Please get back to the camera!

Ten more.

Five. Four. Three.

*TV show jingle*

Welcome live from Hamburg to “Guests at Helen Martin”.

My only guest today: Dr. Georg Sahl.

Good evening, Ms. Martin.

They have been around for over 20 years

Editors of one of the most important German daily

newspapers and are considered extremely TV-shy.

Why are you coming to my show now of all times?

I don't know what your dramaturgy includes, dear Ms. Martin.

I should probably now say: "Because I want to become Federal President."

You are among the last great bourgeois liberals in the country.

Briefly explain what we mean by this.

I have never called myself tall.

What a geezer!

It hurts my soul to experience

to what reputation these attributes have sunk.

The idea has prevailed

Being bourgeois and liberal is a thing for the rich.

I myself come from a family...

It's crazy how he wraps Martin around his finger.

It's not that tame otherwise. Stop the nonsense!

On the contrary, my father, was a simple librarian,

who was fired because he did not collaborate with the Nazis.

I learned from him early on how to maintain my attitude. .

His belief...

That women are so into him!

That he felt like a citizen...

Don't be so childish!

He believed that...

Why is it childish, if I want to sleep with you?

Because you want to sleep with me right now.

Yes, right now.

He gave me this little piece of paper a long time ago.

Now comes the Kant quote. Oh God!

"I can, because I want what I have to."

I've carried it with me ever since.

The story is impressive when you hear it for the first time.

... the maxim from which I never deviate.

I can't stand it, how everyone falls for him.

My God, Heinrich, You really are tireless.

Have you chased them away yet, the moles?

Patience. We have to arm ourselves.

They're pretty, the little flowers that you planted.

Loyal to men. Lobelia erinus.

It needs a lot of sun. Lots of water.

But waterlogging must be avoided at all costs.

What are you doing here?

The only Judith I know is my daughter-in-law.

No idea who wrote that.

That's completely absurd.

The email came from your account.

You were with Franziska in the office.

Hopefully you know that this doesn't work.

If you're too cowardly to talk to her.

Nina, it's better, if you leave now.

You never wanted to divorce your wife. Never.

Nina, pay attention.

It was really wonderful with both of us, but...

Was?

So your wife was right then.

Now get yourself a room.

You're such a pig!

How many more women are you fucking, tell me?

Let me! Nina, calm down.

With how many? Calm down!

Why should I calm down?

So that the neighbors don't hear what an

asshole the great, exciting Georg Sahl is?

Sh, sh, sh. Quiet!

What? You just now?

Did you just?

Leave me alone!

Don't touch me, you pig!

Nina. Nina!

*Music*

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

*Siren from outside*

*cell phone ringing*

George, I'm sleeping.

* George sobs. *

What's up?

* More sobbing. *

Damn it, Georg, talk to me!

Something terrible happened. I, I think she's dead.

Where are you?

*door knock*

George, it's me.

George, open up!

Thanks. Thanks for coming .

Yes. Now take it easy again and one after the other.

What happened?

That woman who was with you...

Mrs Erenz? Yes.

She's completely crazy.

She ran out onto the street ... and right in front of the car.

Who knew that you were having an affair?

I don't know it.

Did you check into the hotel together? .

No.

Is that her bag?

Where is her cell phone?

It's best if you get some sleep an hour

and I'll take care of everything.

That's not possible, I can't sleep.

I have appointments in Frankfurt all morning.

When does your flight leave? Seven, half past seven like that.

Then it's best to take a taxi to the airport. .

Thanks.

You should take a shower beforehand.

* ECG monitor beeping*

You suggest at one point that it's not just horse meat...

Good morning Morning. Carry on.

That it's not just horse meat. Do you have anything specific?

My source in the ministry made such a comment.

We should be happy if it was just horses instead of cattle.

"Alchimie a la francaise. Horse meat scandal in Europe."

"How in Gascony horses become cattle."

Maybe you should switch to the sheet with the big letters.

I don't like the direction our newspaper is heading in. .

Mr. Sahl, these are just suggestions.

I don't believe for a second that the meat mafia is robbing you of sleep. .

Peeing princes, out-of-tune actresses,

illegitimate child of prime minister.

We have to get off off this hysteria carousel!

Why do newspapers stand out the old print landscape

Are we still doing reasonably well?

Because we like the crap that is dumped online on the world

refine with printing ink?

In this specific case...

It won't appear that way!

*Music*

*door knock*

Sorry for the interruption, Dr. Sahl.

Your presentation at the Chamber of Commerce. It's already quarter past.

I've been trying to reach you all day. .

Is she dead?

I asked you something! Is she dead?

"You could feel a touch of hope going through the television studio."

"Obviously our charisma-weaned public is thirsty

after someone like Georg Sahl."

Stop it!

*Doorbell*

*Door lock*

Franziska?

Thomas?

Is George there?

What happened in Hamburg?

How come?

"Nina E. has been a volunteer for half a year

at the Frankfurter Nachrichten."

"Editor Dr.Georg Sahl, who is considered Federal President,

was a guest in this hotel that night."

Now the mud fight begins.

But how does this get into the media? She asked for the room number.

Did you know that he takes his loved ones with him when he travels?

This is the peak of tastelessness!

She followed me. You're lying!

You know he won't do that. Now don't defend him too!

Come on, tell me what you have to do with the accident!

I'm sorry, Franziska.

What? That this affair can cost you Bellevue?

I was in her apartment.

No traces of you will be found there. .

I have your cell phone, your laptop and your shirts too.

You can't cover up any traces like this.

The stuff is on servers.

If we gain some time, interest may wane.

I have made it clear that I am not a blank slate.

But dragging an employee along to a media appearance!

Are you deserted by all good spirits?

I didn't drag her along.

In a press release all of this is explained. Completely.

Bad time for jokes.

Now don't tell me I should sit this one out.

You can't get away with this anymore. Now only the truth can help.

Am I the only one who has affairs ? People understand that.

Georg, the young woman is in a coma!

I didn't know that she was a hysteric.

And so you want to explain to the public that

something unfortunate happened that wasn't your fault?

I'll send the Loebmann over to you.

He's the best person to get something like this under control.

Loebmann? It is an absolute emetic.

Georg, now is no time for journalistic sensibilities.

Until Loebmann gets there, you don't do anything. Do you understand me?

Did you understand me?

That's great!

Dr. Sahl, please answer. What happened?

Dr. Sahl!

Morning, Ms. Löw. Meal, Doctor.

New glasses? Looks good.

Good morning Morning, gentlemen.

We'll talk later, okay? All right.

The old man and the Erenz. Did you hear anything about it?

Old school cavalier. Always discreet.

Oh, come on! Only here in the newspaper is he said to have laid 20 times.

How does he do that? He doesn't look like Robert Redford.

Keep working, become editor:

Then it will work for you too!

*door knock*

Excuse me, Dr. Sahl, Mr. Loebmann is here now.

One ​​moment please. Wait a moment.

It's okay, Ms. Bernhardt.

Good day.

It's an honor to meet you.

The mayor gave me a rough picture.

It would be most elegant if we could deny that there

was a relationship between you and this volunteer,

that went beyond the purely professional.

That this woman has been following you for a long

time and that's why she followed you to Hamburg.

But since she can wake up and go out in public

at any time, that's not an option... Can I?

There is probably some electronic communication

that shows that you were not entirely uninvolved.

I have prepared a press release .

I'm not finished yet. Read it out loud.

To stop further speculation Stop,

what nature is the relationship between Dr.Georg Sahl

and the one who had an accident in Hamburg Nina Erenz,

explains the former,

that he infinitely regrets what happened to Mrs. Erenz in Hamburg...

She is exactly what makes an old man happy.

You can understand that, right? Of course.

A thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand may understand it.

However, the public may be a beast with countless minds, but it

has a heart that doesn't care if the heads understand anything.

That's why your wife has a crucial role

to play if we want to smooth things over.

My marriage won't be involved in this! Isn't your wife behind you?

Of course she does. Good.

You will show publicly that your marriage is absolutely crisis-proof.

Supported by deep mutual trust. Can she handle it?

She doesn't have to do it. That's how it is.

The Figaro premiere is the ideal opportunity.

We gave the cards away. Let that be my concern.

And please forward all media inquiries to me without comment.

I'm sorry, what?

The top priority of crisis management:

The central control of the communication strategy.

And what do you plan to say to them?

Well, as always. Only 2 sentences.

That you would basically answer all questions.

And that it is unethical to comment on a young woman

while she is unconscious and her fate is uncertain.

*phone ringing*

Yes? Sahl.

George, are you in trouble?

I would rather say that of our media culture.

I want to do a panel discussion about the speculation about you.

Theme: sex and power. I would like to have you there.

How? You want to blow things up? No, I want to help you.

The scandal will be defused if you go public.

It's you, who is making a scandal out of it.

What should it consist of?

And why would I want to talk about that on your silly show?

Why do you have to insult me ​​now?

I want to do you a favor and you piss me off?

Someone can't take criticism, right?

* Dial tone. She hung up. *

So, where were we? - On the two.

Then go to four.

And?

Apparently Sahl's wife drove from Frankfurt to

Hamburg to his hotel on the night of the accident.

That's a thing. And what does that mean?

It looks to me like she knows a lot about him.

This also agrees with the rumors,

that the guy seems to have a zipper problem.

What is that? - Zipper problems.

That means there are some ladies out there

who would like to share a few stories.

So let's go back to the two.

I can't go along with this pandering. .

"You can, because you want what you have to."

I don't have to do that.

Suddenly everyone wants to tell me what I should do.

Then tell me what you want.

If freedom is so important to you, call the Chancellor

and tell her that you are withdrawing from the candidacy.

But if you want to become Federal President do what Loebmann says.

I can't work with Loebmann . That guy is the plague.

George, get used to the fact that a lot of things will change in your life.

I have never heard of that one party decides

who will be press spokesman of the Federal President.

And I have yet to hear of any Federal President

who needs a fire extinguisher before he is elected.

So, Loebmann wants you to give an interview with

Franziska or, better yet, appear on television.

With Helen Martin, for example.

Georg, people need to see that your wife forgives you.

Then they do it too.

You want to make me a puppet.

We love your own mind.

But you started the avalanche.

Now help stop it before it really gets going.

* Music: Mozart - "Marriage of Figaro" - 2nd act, 1st aria *

* Countess Almaviva complains about the Count's infidelity. *

# Porgi, amor, qualche ristoro (Holy source of pure instincts)

Al mio duolo, a'miei sospir! (Give me my husband's heart again!)

O mi rendi il mio tesoro, (Let me die, God of love,)

O mi lascia almen morir. (Or ease my pain.)

O mi lascia almen morir. (Or ease my pain.) #

Judith?

(Car radio) Sahl announced yesterday through his spokesman Loebmann:

"He blames himself for allowing a situation

to arise that affected his young colleague

false assumptions have arisen about the nature of their relationship."

I would like to welcome the women's rights activist Dr. Ingeborg Fries to hr1.

I was still missing that.

Why can't I come with you?

Last year on grandma's birthday you were bored.

But I'm not bored this year.

(Radio) But Sahl at least indirectly admits that there

was a sexual relationship between him and his volunteer.

What is a sexual relationship?

Nothing that should interest you right now. .

(Radio) His wife, who is not a wallflower but a

successful lawyer, also has to ask herself this:

Does she want to help cover up her husband's activities?

Bitch!

*Doorbell*

Franziska?

Is Thomas taking Paula to daycare? Yes.

Good. What's wrong?

Do you have something with Georg? What?

You understood me very well. Are you fucking with Georg?

What makes you think that? Whatever. Answer!

No.

How can you be so vile?

That was ages ago.

I, I don't know how this happened.

And Franziska... I'm sorry.

I couldn't do anything about it. I'm sorry.

You're lying again.

Georg accidentally sent the email to his little girlfriend.

That can't be.

Franziska, I swear to you, I have nothing to do with this.

That was ages ago. Nothing works there anymore.

I don't want to hear any more. Don't ever do that again! Do you understand?

If you destroy Thomas' life, you'll have to deal with me.

And so one thing is clear:

If I am kind to you in the future, .

then just so that Thomas doesn't become suspicious.

Stop playing babysitter for Thomas.

And don't tell me how to manage my marriage.

Take care of your own.

And don't think you can avoid my birthday.

I'll wait for you both there.

How come you talk to Martin behind my back?

But, Dr. Sahl, we talked about that.

The decision was... I reject that. Basically.

You just said that you don't appear on TV with your wife...

Go to hell!

I'm tired of being told what to do. .

Excuse me, do you even want to become Federal President?

If that means I depend on characters like you,

I have serious doubts.

I then inform the mayor that

our cooperation has ended.

Oh, collaboration?

I'm serious, Ms. Sahl. I would love to have you there.

Does my husband know about this?

Your husband has more reservations about our format.

But a level-headed lawyer seems to me to be

exactly the one he needs in his current situation.

By disregarding his decision ?

Do you know what you're asking for?

Sometimes you have to force a man to be happy.

I am the wrong person for this task.

Ms. Schneehahn, would you order a taxi for Ms. Martin?

Gladly. Thank you.

Ms. Sahl, perhaps you will think about it

again or talk to a competent third party.

But don't think about it for too long. We are all under time pressure.

And I have to go back to Hamburg immediately.

We would need a confirmation by this afternoon at the latest.

Thank you very much and hopefully see you tomorrow.

Goodbye.

Mrs. Sahl, I think it would be a shame if your

husband... because of such a stupid story...

Sorry. See you then.

Hildegard. What is it?

"Alchemy a la francaise. How in the Gascony horses became cattle."

Rebensburg, I should transfer you to the gate.

I would have discussed it with you, but unfortunately you weren't there.

That's called loyalty.

Tell me how you feel about the latest scandal?

I, I, well... Don't stammer!

Sooner or later you'll take over the store. anyway.

It certainly doesn't look good if

we're the only ones not reporting on it.

Who will write? I would do that myself.

Another lesson about public morality, huh?

You know what, Rebensburg? Youhave no idea. You are young.

I'll tell you something:

There isn't a only man my age out there,

who wouldn't have done the same thing if he had the chance.

But if someone says it publicly it's a scandal.

Dr. Sahl, I don't doubt your integrity in the slightest.

That's nice, Rebensburg. Then I'm excited to hear what you write.

You probably already know:

Martin is doing a show on the topic and I'll be there.

*phone ringing*

Do what you have to do.

Yes?

But it is also important for you.

Let's meet somewhere where we can talk.

Okay, great.

See you soon.

I was really scared.

Who did you talk to on the phone?

That does not concern you. Oh, that's none of my business?

Will you let me...

I guess that's my business.

With your father.

Yes and?

I wanted to cheer him up a little.

I think that's the way it should be.

You're not in a position to show some family solidarity.

You call that family? Where my father constantly cheats on my mother.

Yes.

And guess what? I don't care.

Your mother is really old enough to take care of her own life.

And you might stop solving your mother's problems.

And guess what?

Your mother can also stop crying at

you and then feeling morally superior.

OK.

Your husband really is a shitty crisis manager!

It's a crux.

We need someone who isn't so streamlined.

But you can't act like that, as we've already seen.

So far, Georg has managed all the crises well. .

You had the idea that he should become Federal President.

Loebmann is right. Georg has to reach out to the citizens.

He needs to talk about his mistakes and weaknesses on television.

You have to make this clear to him. Do you hear, Franziska?

Helen Martin was with me today.

Oh, really? Me too. Should you come on her show?

Yes. Will you go? Of course.

If Georg doesn't want to. Someone in politics needs to strengthen his position.

So far it was a matter between me and him.

Now that the whole thing is public...

I never minded it much in my private life. .

Let him let off steam with his playmates!

At least he's alive - in contrast to the uptight ghosts everywhere.

Then you can get in the ring for him tomorrow night too.

Get in the ring?

Do you think it will help Georg, if it says in the newspaper,

that he has a wife who doesn't care about his amours?

Worse still, does she consider the expression of his vitality?

Why do you have to leave your husband

out in the cold for a little intern?

I have the feeling that the tolerance was a mistake.

Yes, perhaps. But why are you thinking of this now of all times?

What's wrong with you? Why?

I don't know. You seem so... absent.

I was just thinking... I'm going to the print shop again for a moment.

Why?

I just wanted to see that they

didn't mess up like they did last time.

Did they get in touch about the proofs?

You were probably just outside. See you soon, okay?

See you soon.

*Music*

You can continue driving.

Hildegard insists that you go on Helen Martin's talk show.

I have more important things to do.

That would?

Celebrate.

It's your birthday tomorrow. Forgot?

Thomas?

Vandals.

That was me. Oh.

Sometimes I have the feeling that you have a better job than me.

The dress is beautiful, and it fits like a glove.

Congratulations Happy birthday.

One week in Salzburg.

The festival saddlecloths from the sunbed turn green with envy,

when they see you like that.

The picture is really very, very beautiful.

With something like this, your gallery will definitely be a success. .

Gallery?

We now have a lot of contacts with great young photographers.

So we thought about opening a gallery as well.

Good idea to start something new, if the old one doesn't work.

Can't you just immediately put down something I'm about to do? .

He didn't mean it like that at all. Yes. That's exactly what he meant.

I can't stand this lying shit any more. .

* Music: Nina Simone - "Ne me quitte pas" (Don't leave me) *

Thomas, please!

Come on, don't make a drama out of it.

You have no idea at all.

(TV sound)... still about your candidate?

Ms. Martin, first of all I would like to

make it clear that this is pure speculation.

I have known Georg Sahl for decades.

I have always found him to be an upright and honest person...

Have you spoken to Franziska?

Why not?

Because it's her birthday.

Where did they dig them up?

You were Georg Sahl's lover for years.

What experiences did you have with him?

Well, I wasn't THE lover.

I knew that he was married.

But there were at least 4-5 other women there.

That's enough! All just allegations.

So you fucked her too?

You are such an uninhibited pig.

Oh come on. Don't touch me!

Why aren't you sitting there?

and tell me how nice it was in bed with Georg Sahl?

What are you talking about?

Do you want to deny it? Surely she denies it!

Because it's nonsense.

I saw the two of them together.

When you supposedly wanted to go to the print shop.

What do you want to have seen?

I'm not as stupid as you think. I'm not as stupid as you think.

Thomas, you're getting yourself into something. .

Is Paula my daughter?

No, that's too absurd for me.

I want to know if you are Paula's father.

With such thoughts you are only destroying yourself.

Do you know what breaks me?

That we celebrate our birthdays as if everything were fine.

That was it too.

Before your wild accusations.

That's enough!

Yes, it's true.

Georg and I slept together a few times years ago.

And your mother knows that too.

I'm just wondering who wrote the wrong e-mail to Nina.

At least I wasn't.

It must have been someone who had access to my computer.

Someone who knows me well enough to find out my password.

And who is unimaginative enough

to use his wife's name for this action.

Thomas!

I don't want to hear from you anymore.

Thomas, please, just one question.

Are you happier with your family or without them?

You can neither change the past

another person.

You can only live your life.

You have no choice but to accept the things that happened.

No matter what, you're always on the right side, aren't you?

You know what? You can all cross me.

I feel sick when I look at you.

Stop visiting me or calling me,

to tell me the latest from his Majesty Asshole I.

I'm not interested in that anymore no longer.

Thomas?

What? Are you taking me with you?

Why him?

What have I done to you?

Of course, you are doing everything you can to ensure that

we continue to believe the story of the great charismatic.

Dr. Fries, let me finish this thought.

Excuse me for interrupting you.

The one you wanted to portray as a shining light...

You have to realize that he is now a shady figure.

On the contrary! - Please let me finish.

That destroys the remaining trust that

the population still has in politics.

You want to make the goat the Federal President.

This is an outrage!

I'm just hearing from the editorial team, we have the 1st voting results.

No, we have a caller.

Mr Herbert Pfahl from Frankfurt. Good evening.

Sahl. The lady on the phone probably misunderstood something.

This is Georg Sahl.

Mr. Sahl? That's a surprise. Good evening.

Mrs Martin, I would like to ask you a question.

Do you remember what you did to me after your show?

As far as I remember, you slept with me in your dressing room.

That's it. Have a nice evening.

Incredible!

Uh, Mrs. Schmidt...

That throws me off course for a moment.

Always surprising, Mr. Sahl.

I'm sorry. That had to be the case.

*Music*

It is an outrage that a "comedian" or voice impersonator dares

to call into a television program under the name Georg Sahl.

This disgraceful incident will have consequences.

Ladies and gentlemen, from the fact that Mr. Sahl himself...

You can go, Mr. Loebmann.

You've taken enough photos.

Ladies and gentlemen, I was an idealist.

Naive, if you will.

In the last few days, I had to realize that it's still me.

At the same time I noticed:

The hope, in a hysterized, moralized

and at the same time a fundamentally lying society

being able to hold a high political office was also naive.

I have always considered it to be the only achievement of the "68ers",

that they fought against the uptight sexual morality.

I can't see that guy anymore!

(TV sound) Why? - We're having a baby.

Thomas! Please!

Just leave me alone for a while. Is that so hard to understand?

No. Well, that's good then.

Grandpa is on the TV!

... who you don't trust to freely live out their sexuality...

Bye, Mouse. I'll call you.

... is apparently also the model of the moment.

I very much regret what happened to the young colleague in Hamburg .

I wish her a speedy and complete recovery.

Otherwise I have nothing to blame myself for.

At most, I was tempted for a moment. .

denying myself and playing along with the general hypocrisy.

The only one I have to apologize to is my wife.

I deeply regret that that she too fell through me

has become the subject of this excitement theater.

For the record: I am withdrawing my candidacy for office

of the Federal President of the Federal Republic of Germany back.

I also place the same with immediate effect

my work as editor of the Frankfurter Nachrichten...

Loebmann, what's going on?

Yes, you're fired!

I wish I were believing enough to say:

God save this country!

* Music: The Velvet Underground & Nico - "Sunday Morning" *

#Sunday morning, praise the dawning

It's just a restless feeling by my side

Early dawn, Sunday morning

It's just the wasted years so close behind #

Hello? What are you doing there?

Hello. I'm the new one. Heinrich isn't coming anymore.

The new one? Aren't you much too young to garden?

This all has to go.

Aren't you afraid of the moles?

Oh, those.

Look, an Adonis rose.

Nice, isn't it?

Was totally overgrown by the male faithful.

*Music*

#...Sunday morning

It's all the streets you crossed not so long ago

Watch out, the world is behind you

There's always someone around you who will call

It's nothing at all #

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