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Hello?
Best you come up here.
In the laboratory. I'm waiting.
Good day. Your book.
Is that all?
Yes, many thanks.
Dear,
you were far away, weren't you?
I've got the book.
You're chasing a phantom.
But no. Sytherlin's experiments are written down carefully in the book.
When did he invent this immortality drug?
The research results remained unknown.
His records stop one day.
But I'm convinced there is a result.
Do you really think?
'Cause I can't understand you anymore.
What do you want? So far, everything was fine.
Nothing has changed between us.
If nothing has changed, why are you then so obsessed with this idea?
It's not an idea. It's an emotion. I'm scared.
First everything was so beautiful.
You felt safe for me.
You said to me: What happens today, is life.
That was so simple.
I've never thought about what tomorrow means.
But tomorrow is coming closer.
Together we can make it.
Everything will be fine.
You must believe me.
I love you.
I love you. When are we going?
Into this area. Lichtberg. There we need to go.
A few days in the country.
I don't know... why I thought of roses all the time.
Back then.
You had gone ahead. The sea had barely colour.
Suddenly it was so quiet. Then a glass clattered back and forth.
You hear no sound.
At least it's like this in my memory.
It was warm but I froze.
It wasn't a state. It was like a pain.
The terrace was empty, and I heard the sea again.
Somewhere called a donkey, crickets, as always.
Everything was as we knew it together.
But I only thought of roses. Red roses.
Coming!
- What do you like to drink? - A coffee.
Good day.
I'm looking for the mayor.
You're looking for the mayor...
What do you want from him?
I'm looking for a professor. He lived here long ago.
This is really quite a long time ago.
Of course it is long ago. You are quite right.
Anyway I will look for him. Thank you.
- What did he say? - Difficult to understand.
Did he know anything?
No. Nothing.
M 3 M 3 calling ... calling ...
Test ended... mission done...7.1.6
2.4.4.7... 1.3... beta vision...
Finding on channel 2.6... Professor Sytherlin... not available.
F 3, Alpha, F 1.3
Contact establishing.
No further informations.
Headquarters. End.
It makes probably no sense yet.
- Should we better drive? - I like this place, it makes me happy.
Born. Died.
People had much time back then.
The wind.
Eternal coming and going. Look.
That is in fact immortality.
Perhaps you overcome your fear of dying if you recall that now and then.
It is not easy. I know it.
Thank you father.
Almighty Lord, we beg you, let us who face so much trouble
caused by our weakness, breathe a new sigh of relief
through the merits of the suffering of your only Son,
who lives and reigns with you.
In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit. Amen.
Go in peace.
- Good day. - Good day.
It's getting dark soon.
I've been here for four years already.
- Sometimes you're very alone. - Yes.
You know I'm actually teacher in this village.
My big passion is music.
You're still searching?
I have informations that will help you.
As we left the village I hadn't come further.
You talked about new opportunities.
Excursions into different times and dimensions become possible.
The conventional aspects of time don't exist anymore.
Visiting this professor, for example,
would be thinkable.
You understand I have doubts?
I thought so.
But your quest for immortality,
how does that match with your work?
The decision I can't make for you,
but I'm ready at any time to arrange a meeting with professor Sytherlin.
The most important,
the communication with the professor, you'll have to do yourself.
Think about it.
I'm so filled with longing and love.
In heaven the angels are tender and pure.
One must exorcise the devil from the humans.
Loneliness I feel.
Like Christ at the cross.
Purity doesn't burn.
Change cools my bleeding wounds.
I have trampled down a cross of straw.
She will bleed.
Bleak lilies,
I put on her grave.
FK calling... FK calling.
F 3.0.5 H 6.1.3.
...new coded. Establish contact.
Headquarters. End. Headquarters. End.
Farmer Siggi has seen all three of them.
Well, we haven't dreamt anyway. The book alone...
- We could see them clearly, right? - I don't understand it anyway.
You don't get it.
Just before you meant that...
You need to be totally calm now, understand?
Alright.
- Possibly I can interprete you that way, so we... - No!
- The trip you talk about... - It failed.
It was to no avail.
There she is.
My love...
I'm old.
- Older than you. - Yes.
Yes!
Yes, yes.
Of course. I'm coming right now. Thank you.
Good day.
Lecture.
How's your experiment?
It's fun, right? But much work.
Klaus Bexter startet already four years ago with plant experiments.
And what did he want to find out?
Originally he only wanted to test with the polygraph how fast
water that was absorbed by the roots would spread until the leave tips.
Klaus Bexter had connectet the Philodendron plant to a polygraph.
Like to humans who's secrets you want to uncover.
Then Bexter lighted a match to burn a leave tip.
And it happened what Bexter had suspected.
The polygraph reacted.
The stylus drew a sharp graph on the running registry tape.
As for a human an emotion was revealed.
At the finger tips.
But there was more.
The stylus had already reacted before the heat of the flame
had reached the leave.
It seemed as if
the plant was suddenly scared.
As if it had sensed the threat.
His newest experiment made his research spectacular.
Bexter sent six men one by one into a room
where there were two plants.
A seventh man turned the room upside down.
One plant lay on the ground.
Destroyed, trampled down.
Killed.
Who was the offender?
Only the surviving plant could know it.
Bexter connected it to a polygraph.
Then he made the men come in one by one.
When the fourth man entered the room
the stylus of the polygraph reacted.
He was in fact the offender.
The plant had exposed him.
I have new informations.
Very good.
Are you thinking?
Because you stopped.
Yes?
I see this room for the first time as it really is.
No formulas anymore but things.
I'm touching glasses and flasks.
I feel the floor.
Things are what they are.
I'm moving and I'm sensing it.
I'm thinking and I'm sensing it.
I am whole and that is good.
I've cooked something good. Do you like something, yes? - Yes.
I have, until now, made an afford,
through my research, to find a drug,
that can give immortalty to us humans.
Since... your...
first visit, I have been thinking a lot.
And I have stopped my experiments because I have seen,
that it can't only be about one particular structural formula,
but only about conscious existence.
I know now, I have always
searched for harmony.
for the meaning that for me turns all knowledge into pleasure.
Because the fearful slow process of dying was my life until now.
But now I have thought about all the things that really exist,
and I see that this could already be everything,
the joy of living consciously.
To feel you live. To live with others.
Without fear of missing anything.
Time is just a condition.
No escape for something, or towards something,
no more limitation.
Time is perception.
The sun rising, the flower blooming.
Mild air or cooling rain.
Snow falling calmly, the body of my girl that I sense.
We will think independently, and not use anybody, not force anybody.
Feeling good and thus enable everyone to feel good.
That's actually everything.
Wait. I'm coming.
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