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You can't just say you don't know.

That's what you said on the phone.

When will you know?

I don't know.

Do you want me to spend
the night somewhere else?

In a hotel or something?

Do you want us to meet later on,
we could talk more calmly. Do you...

Do you need more time?
What do you need? What has happened?

Bob knows that you
are coming back today.

Well, I can...

I can pick him up after school and
take him to the zoo or something.

Come and admire him.

Maybe all couples go through this.

Yeah?

- One mustn't be afraid.
- No.

- One must speak honestly.
- Is it difficult?

Is it difficult?

I haven't been much help, but I
finished that job now, it's over.

Maybe I was asking for too much.

I was the one who
had the right to ask.

- I know!
- No you don't.

Who was I doing it for, after all?

Were you unfaithful to me?

The truth is, not really. Were you?

There's always someone
else when these things happen.

Not in this case.

All right, well...
What's happened to us is just...

natural, feelings... change.

But without you I
wouldn't feel anything at all.

What do you feel now?

Are you really interested?

No.

There you are, you see, it's the same
with me. I don't even want you now.

- What time did you meet him?
- 8:30.

- Where?
- In the park.

- Was he willing?
- Yes, verbally.

Did you sense or detect weariness in him?

No, a correct appraisal of the realities.

- Is it making him bitter?
- No, greedy.

- But you felt his power.
- You mean, did I feel fear?

No, because that would have prevented
me answering all your questions.

How many vials
did he take with him?

Two.

What procedure have you devised
for contacting him again?

It's all in my report.

I suggest it's more economical
to fill in my successor.

We don't feel there's
a need for a successor.

- I've completed my job.
- Brilliantly.

That's why we want to rehire you.

It's out of the question.

And what would be the
reason for your refusal?

Family.

Couldn't we be of some help there?

No.

Wouldn't it be advisable
for you to reconsider?

I'm unable to do that.

Would you be unable for a long time?

I hope not.

Aren't you allowing feelings

to prevent you from
answering your own questions?

Exactly why I advise you...
to hire my successor.

Good. Any questions?

Does our subject still wear pink socks?

Anna?

It's me.

Anna?

I am downtown.

Well, why downtown?
I've been waiting all day.

- I need some time to think.
- What do you mean, to think?

- Think about what?
- To think about me!

Where are you, when will you...

- Hello?
- Margit, this is Mark.

Now, I know there's no sympathy
between us, and it's...

hard for me to ask you
for help, but...

you're her only friend.
Now, just tell me the truth.

- She has somebody?
- She wished you'd say or do something.

Something to reinstall you.
You know, a magic wave of the wand.

You arrived sooner than expected, Mark.

Yeah, sure, this is all my fault.
Now, how long has this been going on?

- Quite long.
- Who is he?

Mark! I don't...
Your wife keeps her own secrets.

Margit.

I don't have a magic wand,
I don't intend to hang on.

But make her talk to me,
it'll be the way that she wants.

But this is not...

proper. Please.

- Yes?
- We're over, Mark.

- You have someone?
- Yes.

- For a long time?
- Does it matter?

- Yes!
- Yes.

- Do you... sleep with him?
- Yes.

- Do you like it?
- Yes.

- More than with me?
- Yes.

I see.

- How do you intend to live now?
- We have to discuss it.

- Now.
- As you want.

Half an hour, at the Café Einstein.

I'm too far for half an hour.

- Are you calling from there?
- Yes.

- Is he listening?
- No.

- But he is there.
- Yes.

- Will 800 a month for Bob be enough?
- I suppose.

Will you move in with him
or keep the apartment?

I'll keep it if you allow me to.

I've decided not to see Bob.

- At all?
- At all.

How can you say that?

He's gonna be fucked up enough as it is,

I don't want to fuck him up even
more by playing Sunday Daddy.

- What were you to him, anyway?
- Precisely.

But... he knows you,
he's yours, he needs a--

A real father, full time?

Well, I thought I could be, coming home
from the wars, so to speak.

- You say it's better with him than with me.
- I get bored of it.

Tell me.

I think what you want
to do to Bob is just...

Inhuman? So what you're
doing must be human.

- How long is it gonna last?
- I don't know.

One week, two weeks?

And how do you dispose of ideas
like... like honesty, and loyalty?

If I could only believe that it
happened cleanly, at first sight...

Okay. If it makes things easier,

I was in his bed the first night
I met him, if you have to know.

What do you expect of me,
look what you're doing!

No one is good or bad,
but if you want, I'm the bad one.

And if I knew he existed in this world,
I would have never had Bob with you!

Get out! Get out!

Get out, get out!

Do you need help?

Hello?

How... how long have I...

How long have I been here?

Three weeks, sir.

What happened? It's Daddy.

Mummy said she would be
right back, but she never came.

Then Margit called
and told me to be brave.

Because she had broke her leg, and
she had to have the cast put on.

You've been alone for a long time?

Look, I got a new boat.

Did you get it from Mummy?

No, from Uncle Heinrich.

Long ago?

Yes.

Yesterday?

No, before you'd come back
from far away.

Okay, little piggy.
Come on, let's get out of this mess.

How did you make such a mess?

It's not always like this, Mark.
Usually I'm on time.

I'm not interested. I came to tell you

that I can't live without you, and I'm
ready to understand whatever there is,

but it doesn't look like it makes much sense!

- You can't take Bob away from me!
- I'm not trying.

You can continue to visit whenever
you want, but I'm taking over here.

Anna, is there anything I can do?

- If you could just...
- Yes?

- I must...
- Yes?

I must...

You must restore order,
you must leave him.

You will call him,
you will say it is over.

Now, I don't care if you
tell him you love him,

but he's not your family,
your family is here.

- You must call him now.
- But I can't, on the phone!

- I don't trust you.
- I have to tell him face to face.

I don't trust you.

On the phone!

Jesus! Jesus, Jesus, Jesus...

If you want to stay, make that call.

It's still quite... warm, I don't think
you'll need a winter coat or a sweater.

I can't stand to see you like this.

It'll be the way you want,
just don't cry any more.

I am very sleepy.

Anna is with me,
and she'll stay with me.

He phoned me, he said
she won't be coming back.

I have to talk to her right now,
now please give me that number.

- 542-6261.
- Where is it?

- I don't know, Mark.
- 542-6261...

- Hello?
- Yes?

I want to speak to Heinrich.

- My son's not in town. Who's calling?
- Anna's husband.

Anna's not here,
I haven't seen her for weeks.

I miss her so much.

Hello? Hello?

542... 6261...

What happened?

Shall I take you?

- Where's Mummy?
- She went to see Margit.

- Are you going too?
- I'm staying with you.

Hello, I'm... Bob's father, I'll be
bringing him to school from now on.

I'm glad. You're the father who went
far away and met the polar bears.

Hello!

- What is this, a joke?
- What are you talking about?

- I mean your wig!
- What?!

I'm so sorry, it's impossible!
Have you ever seen my wife?

Naturally, every day of the school year!

- You're Heinrich?
- Yes.

I've come for Anna.

Anna's not here.

You want me to break down
the bloody door?

You don't have to, it's open.

We don't have to be brutal to
each other, or even impolite.

Our situation is like a mountain
lake we are trying to swim in,

starting from different shores.

I'm not astonished you're here.

I was thinking about you
just before you came, so...

Now that you're here,
let's be open to each other.

You can hate me as much as you like.

But it's you who wants to know things
from me. So please make it possible.

I'm suffering as much as you are.

The fact that Anna did not inform
you was harmful to everyone.

But I'd always accept Anna's ways,

as I think no one has a right
to impose his will on anyone.

So that's how you've
changed her so much.

Possibly, but is it changing her,
or making her open to herself?

So open that she's inarticulate at
night and you have to speak for her?

What are you talking about?

We spoke on the phone last night,
you and I, didn't we?

Stop it, I just arrived from Hamburg!

You weren't listening to me.

I was just trying to make her
comprehend that I love her!

I left the day you arrived, to give
her a chance to decide for herself.

- I allowed you your chance.
- Bullshit!

I'm not obliged to listen to you
speak to me in that way, it's--

How long have you
been fucking me over?

A year.

- With my visits home, all that time?
- Yes.

And this is what you mean
by accepting Anna's ways?

Precisely.

The key being the infinitive. To accept.

I've been honest with you. Would you
permit me to inquire on a specific point?

On your last visit home,

were you content with your wife?
I mean, sexually.

Why?

Because in that period, we reached
a state of perfect harmony.

My mother.

- Is she here all the time?
- Yes.

- Even when you're fucking Anna?
- Of course.

Yes! Yes!

Baa baa black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full.

One for... the master, one for the dame,

and one for the little boy
that... lives down the lane.

Can I go out into the back yard?

Yes you may, but you take
your sandwich with you.

- Where were you?
- I wrote you, I was at Margit's.

That's not true, I spoke to her.

I was with him.

That's not true either.
I saw him, I may...

stink of him, but he's not lying.

- I was with friends!
- Who?

- New friends!
- I'll check!

Yes, check, check, check!

Why did you leave last night?

- To be alone!
- But you said you went to friends!

Why are you nagging me?
Can't you just leave me in peace?

You'd have perfect peace
if you never came back!

It's... Bob, I have Bob!
He is my son too!

Don't try to tell me that you
care about him all that much.

He didn't stop you
from breaking us up!

If you really thought about him, you'd
give a thought to us, for Christ's sake!

I do, I do!

No you don't, you think about
buying him a pair of shoes,

about, about making him a snack,
about telling him a bedtime story,

but if you really thought about
him, you'd think about us!

Right! Right, right,
you're always right!

But it's difficult, don't you
understand? It is difficult!

I didn't want it to happen,
but it happened, and now...

- Don't you come any closer!
- Anna, it's me!

Don't you understand you disgust me?

I can't stand you touching me!

You know, love isn't something you can
just... switch from channel to channel.

I have your letters!
"My love, trust me," you wrote,

and all the time you were
fucking your arse off!

- You want me to believe you?
- I'm a whore, yes!

A monster, a whore!

I fuck around with everybody
whenever you turn around!

I fuck around with everybody,
on every corner!

You will let me go!

Please don't make me force you.

You can't stop me!
I'll open the window and jump!

- You need him that much??
- Oh, yes! Oh, yes!

Fuck your needs!

Do it again.

You know what this is for? The lies!

Then you have to add much more.

Bitch! Bitch!

Bitch! You bitch!

- What's gonna happen to us?
- It's up to you!

- Then stop coming!
- I have to go!

I'll follow you!

Don't even try!

It's Aunt Margit, the angel of the
extinct hearth, limping to the rescue!

Nothing can stop me.

I know you can't wait to run
off and make a fool of yourself.

And I'm here to help you.

I'll look after Bob.
Give me your sweater.

I loathe you, Marge.

You are still full of belief, Mark.

I love seeing you miserable.

It's so reassuring!

Shit, Marge.

Yes, sir.

Mr. Zimmermann will be with you
in a minute. Second door on the right.

Yes... so.

How can we help you? Please.

I...

I would like you to follow my...
wife for a few days.

Of course. Wives, wives...

Are there any reasons you
would like to give us?

You don't have to answer, but often it is
enormously helpful in the investigation.

My wife doesn't live with me
anymore, but she...

visits. Or at least she
has been visiting, up to now,

my son.

- I see.
- I have a photo of my wife here.

Are there any other leads?

Family?

- Does your wife have a job?
- She quit about a year ago.

Friends?

Her best friend is Mrs. Margit Glückmeister.

She's in the directory.

Margit visits our place occasionally,
to... to help out with Bob.

All right, sir. Now we must
get down to practicalities.

Look at this... tired boy.

Let's get you to bed.

That's it.

Look at this... tired boy.

Let's get you to bed.

That's it.

On with the covers.

Excuse me.

How long is this going to last?

Excuse me!

I'm talking to you.

Excuse me!

You don't have the right
to behave this way!

What have I done that you
hate me so much?

Nothing!

- I deserve this?
- Get off it! No.

- Get off it!
- I told you to stop coming home!

Get off!

This is... disgusting.

Yes.

Look what we've become.

Yes.

Talk to me!

I don't want you to be like this.

You know, when I'm away from you,

I think of you as an animal,
or a woman possessed,

and then, and then I see you
again and all this disappears.

You must try and help me.
Tell me. Maybe it will help.

Are you happy?

Do you love him?

Does he love you?

Do you want to live together?

And have a family, and...

Am I in your way, and Bob too?

Then there's something else,
you must tell me.

Why are you afraid to tell me?

Are you afraid of me?

Are you afraid I'll get mad
again and beat you?

Are you afraid I won't like you?

Yes.

Anna, help me!

Help me!

Anna, there's Bob, remember!

Good Christ, remember!

It'll be the way you want it.

It'll be the way you want it...

Hold it.

You don't have to say
anything you don't want to.

You're my whole family.

- I have to go now.
- Could you wait for Bob?

I can't now.

Maybe we can both go
and pick him up at school.

I can't.

It doesn't hurt.

No.

I've got your wife's
address, it's in Kreuzberg,

Sebastianstraße 87, first floor.

She seems to be alone.

Do you want me to check this now?

Danke.

I'm sorry to bother you, miss,
I'm from the building manager's office.

We had a complaint about
some broken window somewhere,

and the glass falling
down on the sidewalk...

- Is that what it is?
- I'm afraid I have to check your windows.

But I can assure you they're all right!

How can you be so sure? I just...

I just saw you come in.

- It'll only take a moment.
- I don't want you to be here!

I quite understand, miss,
but it's me or the police.

A lady got hurt down the
sidewalk, a Turkish... woman.

Now, you might say she shouldn't
be here in the first place,

but she lodged a complaint, so...
what can I do about it?

Nothing.

Please.

Is it okay?

Moment.

- So?
- Excuse me, the bathroom.

The bathroom doesn't have a window.

- You sure?
- Absolutely.

Some bathrooms have windows
this side of the house.

Not this one.

I'm afraid I still have to check it.

- Before someone else gets hurt.
- Would you care for a glass of wine?

- Wine?
- Yes.

I'm afraid I...

- Yes, wine!
- I'm afraid you...

Come on, don't be so formal!

Miss, it doesn't make any sense,
I've got kids...

I only came for the window.

I'm sorry, miss, but...

I still have to look.

Broke!

Was ist das?

How long?

Ages and ages.
Much longer than I could.

I'm sorry to bother you so late.
May I see your wife?

No, she went out.

That's not entirely true, she...

She doesn't live with us any longer.

- It's about Bob.
- Ah, Bob!

Bob is fine.

He's just beaten the world
record in tub diving.

- Hello.
- Come on, cut it out, Bob.

Look...

Would you be so kind, he's...

He's actually been in the
bath for about an hour.

Yes, of course.

I have called many times.

I wanted to discuss with you
the redistribution of our parts

in this fundamentally vulgar
structure, the triangle.

In other words, where is she?

I've been giving a great deal of thought

to the illogical aspects of
your anger and your fear, and...

- Is Anna with you?
- And if...?

I'd only ask to have a talk with her.

What if I said... no?

I'm sorry I used violence with you.

Now I'd only employ my psychic
forces to make her come to me.

Oh, I'm so sorry, she's not here.

Did I tell you I had a wife and a daughter?

- No!
- They live in Cincinnati.

And what does that do for you?

They will always remain my first family.

Anna can be the second,
and you, and Bob in some sense.

Do you have a dog?

Would that I had.

You misuse me.

It's stiff and blocked men like you that
lead them to the concentration camp.

And who are the crusaders of every
blind principle, so-called ideology...

humanity invents to strangle me.
Why don't you like me?

Why don't you draw into
the magnitude of my love

and pull it all over
your life, like a veil?

Okay, I like you.

And I can tell you where Anna lives.

Lives?

Only...

I don't know the guy's name.

That's impossible, it doesn't make sense.

Why not? Because you think
you've given her supreme pleasure?

You, with your... Yin-Yang balls
dangling from your Zen brain?

Okay, maybe it does boil down
to a sexual contest, in which case

I'm sure you win... hands down.

But is that all?

I used to be afraid of you.

But I don't think I am anymore.

There is nothing to fear, except God.

Whatever that means to you.

For me God is a disease.

That's why through disease
we can reach God.

"Tracking something," said
Winnie the Pooh very mysteriously.

"Tracking what?" said Piglet, coming closer.

"That's just what I ask myself.
I ask myself, What?"

"What do you think you'll answer?"

He wants to say good night to you.

Thank you.

You smell clean.

Do you like Helen?

I think so.

- Are you not sure?
- Well, I don't know her yet.

- Do you like her?
- Yes. Who don't you like?

Well, I don't like Heinrich,
and I don't like that sailboat.

Why? He's funny.

I don't like...

I don't like Mummy to
like him more than us.

Who's prettier, Mummy or Helen?

- Who do you think is prettier?
- You tell me.

Our Mummy.

Good night.

Thank you.

Do you have anyone
to help you with him?

Oh, it's...

It's not a problem, I...
I have plenty of time.

Bob won't say anything to me,
he keeps his worries for himself.

He knows everything, senses everything.
Children are amazing.

Yeah...

Bob very often falls asleep.

And when he does, he cries, or shouts.
Does he do it at home?

No.

He screams.

It's very difficult to calm him down.

When he wakes up,
he pretends that nothing happened.

What can I say...

I'm at war against women.

They have no foresight.

There's nothing about them that
is stable, there's nothing to trust.

They're dangerous.

There is nothing in common among
women except menstruation.

Excuse me.

I come from a place

where evil seems easier to pinpoint
because you can see it in the flesh.

It becomes people,

so you know exactly
the danger of being deformed by it.

Which doesn't mean I admire your world.

But I find pathetic these stories
of women contaminating the universe.

I'm one of the contaminated.

Because you never feel free, do you?

So sad that for you freedom
seems to mean evil.

And what about lack of freedom?

That was extraordinary.

All right.

Together we can listen
if Bob cries out.

You don't have to
make love to me.

I'm not trying.

What happened?

I want mummy, mummy, mummy!

Did you have a bad dream?
It's okay, it's all right.

Mummy, mummy, mummy!

It's all right, it's all right...

I'm sorry.

It wasn't very wise of me.

This makes you think
you've been right all along.

Hello, Bob.

Good morning. I phoned you at home,
then I thought I might catch you here.

I didn't tell you where
Bob goes to school.

Wasn't difficult.
We have a minor problem here.

Yes?

The detective who was in charge

of tracing your wife didn't
come home last night.

So?

He wasn't home this morning,
hasn't reported to the office.

Before we start to get worried, I...

When was he going to check it,
yesterday or today?

- I don't know.
- Please, don't misunderstand me.

That detective could have gotten drunk
and spent the night with whores.

Although that's not much likely.

He could have gotten a heart attack...

If our detective doesn't show up
by noon, I'll have to notify the police.

The police will start digging into
your problem. That's how it is.

You, I can claim professional secrecy,

but you have to give me the
address the detective gave you.

Sebastianstraße 87, floor one.

Have you been to that
address yourself, or telephoned?

No.

Very sensible of you,
but may I ask why not?

I had the impression that

you were tremendously
interested in finding your wife.

Yes I was.

I suppose I still am.

But that was out of
pure, blind ambition.

And you know something?

I don't feel like there's anything
much ambitious left in me.

I see.

So I don't even have to ask you,
as a personal favor,

not to come to the office
until I contact you?

Why?

Precisely because of the...

delicacy of your feelings,
you might be able to understand that

my interest in the case
comes from the fact that I...

live with that detective.

I'll be calling.

- Have to talk to you.
- That's what I guessed.

Have you ever seen this man?

Do I have to answer you?

Well, you'll have to answer to
someone eventually.

That's too easy.

But it's you... or the police, right?

Right.

Why?

You're scaring me.

Am I not scared?

Oh, yes. I see...

Darkness is easeful.

The temptation to let go...

promises so much comfort after the pain.

He's in there.

My God...

He's very tired.

He made love to me all night.

Emmanuel...

He's still unfinished, you know?

Emmanuel!

Tighten your stomach.

Up, your knee!

Your foot, look at your hand.

Tighter stomach. Move back.

Up, your leg.

Up, your knee.

Look at your hand.
Tighten your stomach.

Move back. Your foot.

Do it. Hold it.

Your knee.

Hold it! Hold it.

Keep your shoulders down. Hold it.

Hold. Hold it.

That was very good!

Very, very good.

From now on

she'll know how much righteous anger
and sheer will she's got in her to say

"I, I can do as well,
I can be better! I'm the best!"

Only in this case
can she become a success.

Nobody taught me that.

That's why I'm with you.

Because you say "I" for me.

Because you say "I" for me.

Yes, I'm thinking about him.

But I recognize the self who
has just done something horrible

like a sister I've casually met on the street.

Hello, Sister.

It's like there's two sisters
of Faith and... Chance,

it's like two...

It's like there's two sisters
of Faith and Chance,

of Faith... My Faith can't
exclude Chance, but Chance...

Well, it's like there's two
sisters of Faith and Chance,

my Faith can't exclude Chance,
but my Chance can't...

can't explain Faith.

My Faith didn't allow
me to wait for Chance,

and Chance didn't
give me enough Faith.

And then I read that private life

is a stage, only I'm playing in many
parts that are smaller than me, and...

yet I still play them,
I suffer, I believe, I am!

But at the same time I know
there's a third possibility,

like cancer, or madness.

But cancer or madness contort reality.

The possibility I'm talking
about pierces reality.

I'm unable to say it, maybe.

Maybe it's impossible to say,
or maybe I'm too stupid.

You're looking at me as if you...

You're looking at me as if to tell me

that I need you to fill me
up, as if I'm an empty space.

Well, I love you too, but

what makes me go on is to know
he'll return, and I'll make him suffer, and...

And I'll hurt him, and...

I'm betraying him, but...
this brings me small rewards.

Well... but yet, I... I can't exist
by myself because I'm afraid of myself.

Because I'm the maker of my own evil.

Because...

Because I'm...

Goodness is only some kind of
reflection upon evil. That's all it is.

What are you doing?

I'm sorting out his things
to take to the laundry.

- I can do it myself.
- But it's my job!

- Very kind of...
- I'm better at it!

Maybe you could do it
when Bob isn't home.

It's getting... so difficult for you,
isn't it? You're not as...

You're not as strong or as sure of
yourself as you thought you were,

so you keep coming back.
You must be...

You must be... torn apart.

I can... I can think more clearly now.

I guess...

I guess when you're there...

you want to be home,
and when you're home...

you want to be there.

If what you have there
is so strong for you,

if it's what you never had,

stick to it. Keep it.

It's very quiet here when you're out.

It was very quiet
when... you... weren't here!

Come over here, let's just see if
we can sit together peacefully, still.

- Is it the same there?
- No!

Can you tell me now?

I mess everything up. Even Bob.

I've been a cheat, a liar,
completely alone, wounded.

And you think I'm immoral shit.

I think so too, but not the...
same reasons...

I feel nothing for no-one!

It's as if the two sisters
were too exhausted to fight anymore.

You know these women
wrestling in an arena of mud,

with their hands locked
at each other's throats,

each waiting to see who'll die first.

And both staring at me!

What I miscarried there was Sister Faith.

And what was left is Sister Chance.

So I had to take care
of my Faith, to protect it.

And that's what you're doing there?

Yes.

You look uglier. You've hardened.

For the first time,
you look... vulgar to me.

You know, I remember
when I was a kid...

Have you ever seen a dying dog, you
know, one of those old dogs

that comes to die under the
porch of the house?

At the last moment, it... yelps.

In terror.

As if it's seen something real.

I want you to take off
the ring and the wristwatch

I gave you last time I came home.

Don't forget to give him his yoghurt.

No.

I have to go!

If I threw myself at your feet and
yelped, would you still walk over me?

Yes.

Hello, this is
Anna's husband speaking.

Anna's not here.

I don't have the slightest
idea what's happening to her.

Do you love your son?

Sir!

Tell him that I love him too.

I love everybody and everything.

I accept everything, I have become
wise, and profound, and good.

Do you want to talk to him?
We're just having coffee.

No, I don't want to talk to him, I...

I don't want your coffee to get cold,
either, I certainly love your coffee.

Just tell Heinrich that Anna's address
is Sebastianstraße 87. First floor.

Five, six, seven, sky!

Eight, seven, six, five, four, three...

Madam teacher,
my apologies for being late.

No, it's all right.

Anyway, we were waiting for you.
Thank you.

And goodbye, Bob.

What is it?

My name.

I respected your wish to be alone.

I thought you needed the
time, but now it's time enough.

Besides, what are you
doing here, anyway?

Don't resist me.
You know I'm stronger than you.

I'm the only one in your life
who has rights on you,

because I don't claim any.

I brought it from India.

You know, this is what the French
poet Michaux was writing about.

I kept it for you.

With this, love opens to
absolutely unknown horizons.

Absolutely unknown...

We are made to swim in
the center of the stream.

Not to wait on the dry banks.

Yes... exactly.

I showed you the door to God.

And this door is always open. Come.

This is a joke!

What is it?

Anna!

These must be removed.

They are beginning to smell.

This can't be true.

I've got to keep this place clean and well.

- Oh, my God!
- Are you going to help me, Heinrich?

You are no different from anyone else.

We are all the same.

But in different words.

With different bodies.

Different versions.

Like insects!

Meat!

Calling all ambulances and fire
engines to the scene of the crash,

and two trucks!

Where?

Can you answer the door, Bob?

Now listen, Heinrich.
Just stay where you are.

I paid a fortune for the cab!

At the bar at the corner?

Bleed for a while.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

My son took the car.
An automatic one...

Can you look after Bob
'til I get back?

What is it?

It's Mummy calling me.

No, not, not here. Go to the toilet.

Need a Tampax?

How can you joke while I'm so hurt?

There are corpses in there.
At least two bodies.

I thought she was pulling my leg,
but no, there's blood.

She cuts them. A monster,
a joke, but it was alive.

You're drunk, Heinrich.

She cuts us to pieces, Mark!

Maybe she just didn't want to see you.

Don't joke, I am not joking!

All right, you're not joking.
So what do you want?

Don't you understand?
She's killing people.

I understand she's killing people, so why
do you call me and not the police?

She is sick, Mark.
Doesn't that mean anything to you?

There are dead bodies there!

I don't believe you.

Maybe you're stoned
on some shit you suck on.

Some mushroom you gobble?

Perhaps you did it to yourself.
Maybe you're learning how to suffer.

Now that would be an achievement!

I feel for people!

You talk for people,
you take their wives.

I take what I want!

And I'm at peace with myself.
Nobody saw me come in, nobody.

I called you because we have
to do something to help her.

What?

It isn't normal, it wasn't
even human. It was...

Divine?

Perhaps you met God a moment
ago, and you didn't even realize it!

Now, you believe in God,
don't you? Certainly.

That great incomprehensible God whom
you reach through fucking, or dope.

- Am I right?
- Look, Mark.

That woman is crazy.
We have to do something.

We?

- I'm not going to do anything.
- I can't leave it this way,

it's Anna, it's murder!

You are not a man, Mark,
you're a woman.

All right,
if you don't intend to do anything

and want to keep me
silent, you will have to pay.

You have money, I know it.
You have to get me out of here,

and send me on a long trip
to restore my harmony!

I deserve it!
If you had only seen what I saw!

Heinrich, help me out
of here, I'm sick!

I'm the one who is wounded, not you!

Please!

God's light avenge them!

Giving it out clean,
and getting it back dirty!

Do you believe in God?

God?

It's in me.

Take me.

- Did Margit see it?
- Yes.

- That's why you killed her?
- She tried to take it away from me.

- Is this... Faith that helped us?
- It needs to be protected.

- Like a child?
- Yes.

You know, for me, God is still
under the porch, where the dog died.

And on the branch of the Eucalyptus
tree, where I'd lie for hours,

and watch how the clouds
change the color of the grass below.

I need money.
I had to leave there.

I've cleaned all the mess.

I washed the floor, I made the bed,

I didn't know where to go.

It became so unsafe there,

people couldn't stop trying
to take it away from me.

Okay.

Now, leave me the car.

Take Margit's keys and
go to her place and wait there.

Can you drive a motorbike?

Heinrich taught me.

It's outside. Now, I'll take care
of Bob and everything,

I'll go to the bank on Monday
and take the money out.

If Bob wakes up, tell him...

I will.

It's only me. Go to sleep.

I have to go. Please close the door.

- Because it's here with you?
- Yes!

- I'm sorry to disturb you, but...
- Yes?

You understand that it is very late,
and Heinrich hasn't called me yet.

He calls me every night so I won't
worry about when he comes home.

Maybe...

Maybe he just forgot your number.

No, you don't understand.

Mothers always feel it
when their sons are in trouble.

Are you worried...

Are you worried that he's not
there having sex with my wife?

They should come here.

I've put clean sheets on the bed,
and they could have dinner.

Are you quite sure you know
who you're talking to?

I am.

- I went there.
- Where?

I was worried, you understand.

There isn't any apartment there
under the address you gave me.

There's only a smoking hole,

the police won't allow
anybody to come near.

So I went to a bar at the corner,

to call home, to find out
if Heinrich had returned.

Yes?

And Heinrich was there.

Nobody could identify him.

Yes?

I recognized his body, of course.

Did you... identify it for the police?

No, it was only Heinrich's body.
But his soul was not there.

Perhaps he and the soul
had parted company before.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

No, no, you're quite right. I don't
have any idea what I'm talking about.

He must have seemed to you
better and more beautiful than you.

When Anna met him, she
immediately worshipped his soul.

And you sent him there.

Now, listen to me.

I recognize Heinrich's
superiority in every way.

I was... proud, that Anna accepted him.

Now, Anna... has gone missing.

And... I'm here, all alone, you understand?

With our little son.

Now, I must find her,
maybe it's her fault.

I'll find her, and I'll force her
to tell me what she's done,

with Heinrich's soul.

And then I'll come to you, and tell you.

- Won't you come up?
- I'm in a rush.

- Is it your wife?
- Yeah.

- Will you promise me something?
- Yes?

Whatever it is?

I promise.

Almost...

Almost...

- Almost.
- Yes.

Heinrich's dead.

- Isn't he?
- Yes.

- And you found Anna?
- Yes.

You come like the Angel of Death.
The one who kills.

- I have thought about killing him.
- And now?

And now I don't know.

Did you see anything that
made you change your mind?

I don't know what I saw,
but Heinrich saw it too.

And you came to tell me that you
don't know where Heinrich's soul is?

Yes.

I can see it in your face.

It would be good to think that the
soul lives separately from the body.

That the soul lives forever,
and the body only for a time.

But it isn't so.

- I don't know anymore.
- I do.

I have to be on my son's side.

Even if he's made you unhappy.

I know all there is to know about him.

- That I love him.
- Yes.

I was wondering which is worse:

Take away someone's wife,

hurt a child,

or to kill?

He also had a wife and a child.

I used to like her.
I liked your Anna too.

I had to like both of them.

Since they loved him.

The world is only what it is.

Murderous. If we are the best of it.

You don't have to worry about me.

I don't want to be here...

if Heinrich is not around anymore.

That dog didn't die of old age.

What about you, Mark?

Our man won't confide
or deal with your successor,

he wants you.

In fact, Mark, there is no successor.

We can take care of drowning dogs, but please
help us take care of the drowning world!

Don't you think it's uneconomical
to waste yourself on dogs?

Even dogs you love?

I met a man who loved everything.

And he died in a flood of shit.

We know. That's just details.

When I was a boy...

I had a dog and his name was Louie.

And when he crawled
under the porch to die,

- I stayed there with him.
- So what?

I wanted to see what it was

that made him crawl under there.

Nobody's a boy anymore.
Must we prove it?

Back up, then full speed,
and crash into the police car.

My pleasure, sir.

Anna, the car!

Anna!

Run away, go!

How could you find me?

How could I not?

I wanted to show it to you.

It is finished now.

Oh, yes.

So hard to live with it, Brother?

Is there a way out?

- Will you help me?
- Yes...

Take it.

Shoot them.

How do you want to finish it?

Would you open it, please?

Why not, Bob?

It could be your father.

- Don't open.
- But I want to.

- Don't open.
- But I want to!

Don't open! Don't open! Don't open!

Please don't open!
Don't open it!

Don't open, don't open, don't open...