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Dresden.

Please, get on to the late international express train...

in direction of Budapest, Prague, Berlin...

on the first platform.

Ouch!

Pardon.

DRESDEN AUTUMN 1944

I WAS 20 BACK THEN

Open up, you scum!

Come on! I'll show you!

- Leb wohl, mein Schatz, leb wohl. - Verfluchter Ausländer!

Was soll das bedeuten?

This guy's deceived me. I'll get him inspected.

I'll inspect you first! I'm from the inspectorate. Your papers!

- But he's abused me. - Right now!

- But isn't there some way... - Well, if you buzz off fast...

Thanks.

Thank you.

Kája, inspector. What card did you show her.

This one.

- Card for coal. - She run fast like hell.

Bohouš, What kind of Valkyrie was it actually?

- I accompanied her in the cinema. - Was all the fuss necessary?

I should throw her to the water. Why didn't I?

- You're too schmaltzy. - You would, huh?

Yep, isn't it a patriotic due.

Those Brunhildas deserve nothing better.

She was really turned on last night. Woke me up twice.

But in the morning: "By my succumbing to you...

you committed racial disgrace." That pissed me off.

- My succumbing to you? - That's what she said.

Leidenschaftlich sich ergeben. Passionately succumb.

- She musta read "Evenings under lamp". - So she succumbed to you...

and you disgraced her race, huh?

That's right. So silly that we must make it "famous".

- Hand me the ship's log. - Here.

Vessel's name: Ingrid. Shape: Hale.

- You have a trophy? - Here.

Home port: Dresden probably.

Tonnage: Medium. Used from: Today.

Time of use: 8 hours. And now the main thing.

Notice: "By my succumbing to you...

You committed..."

Have we anything more silly here? "It's so uncozy here, that...

I'm not sure, if it's you or a mouse."

- Not bad either. - Who said that?

The brand new German vessel from Pirna.

"Put burning oil in the gin bottle is sabotage." She fainted.

Or the Führer stuff.

"If the Führer saw me here I'd have to kill myself."

Silly enough, but the today one is better.

Any other news?

The steer repair's just beenfinished, so...

And fellas from the presidency were here to inspect tobacco.

They gave a new seal with an inspector from Prague.

Why an inspector?

You'll know this evening. He'll see us in "U Štiky".

- You mean he'll see you. - He wants complete staff there.

I wanna know where you're going now...

when the boat is alright?

- To Hamburg, as the command says. - A lovely city.

Pity it's under fire night and day nowadays.

- Perhaps you'll be lucky. - We can hardly wait.

Great...

What if your galleon gets stuck on a spur track in front of Dresden...

where not a single bomb will land? Till the end of war maybe.

It doesn't sound possible.

I have the hustle of the century for you. Tobacco is gold of today.

We'll save it for the republic, and will come into our own too.

- Hello, Mr. Inspector. - Hello and buzz off.

Your boat must disappear from all records in the head office.

But that'll be my job.

And what will we get?

- Not much, 50 kilo tobacco. - Oh my! Half a quintal.

- And you changed the seals. - Why do you think I was there?

I've adapted the wire a little.

Even a small elephant could slip through now.

Pardon, it's not good for my kidneys.

Mr. Balatý, what kind of man is that inspector?

He's from head office.

I know, but is he a cheater perhaps?

Rather a profiteer. Well covered.

But you're kinda too curious.

What was it?

A swarm of sharks.

I don't like it. It stinks on ice, man.

Give it here.

Go ahead.

- Something smells of cemetery. - Hamburg smells worse for me.

A benefactor like this was sent to us by God himself.

The case!

- How's it going? - Just like in the manual.

- Come on out! - Something for the underling too, huh?

Erste Klasse!

- Isn't it too bland? - No wonder after the allowance shit.

This is blander than the Egypt ones. Now it smells like a harem here.

- Dresden will be ours. Anything... - Cognac, tenderloins...

- Maybe even caviar. - And houris.

- Why, houris are for free. - Oh yeah.

We should get some air.

Look, our benefactor's coming.

- Oh shit, a revisal. - What?

- If he denounced us... - Bullshit.

Hide it, I'll hold them back.

Gentlemen, this is the most exemplary boatsman on Labe.

He informed by himself that the cargo isn't sealed well.

Bitte, meine Herren.

Where's your teammate?

Thanks boys, you'll get a diploma.

I had to save you from another temptation.

Hope, you helped yourselves to something too.

But beware! When you scoff you mustn't squelch, as my papa said!

See you after the war. Here's the bagman.

- Remember where to give the cases? - Sure.

Great. And we don't know each other.

- Done? - Fertig.

- Week in Prague, great guy. - Hm, lucky Prague.

Don't forget the ship's honour. If something passes by, have it.

- Sir, hand us that ball! - That ball, please!

Hand it to us...

Please! Don't let it swim away!

Mensch! Move on!

It'll swim away, sir!

Hand it to us, please.

Hooray! Thank you!

Give it to me, come on!

- It could fall back. - You won't give it? Sie...

Use that way, Sie!

Welcome on sovereign Czech territory.

I should know before. You Czechs are malapert.

But you rule the world.

Oh, what have we caught here?

Should I blindfold myself?

Rather lend me a needle and a cotton, please.

Come inside, you must take it off.

No worry, Cannibals died out already. On the other hand-

Call me when you're done.

- My name's Karel, and yours? - Ulrika.

Hm, Ulrika.

- Unfortunately I don't have a sunray lamp. - A sunray lamp?

My pal has it.

Each lass wanna sunbath at his place.

Meanwhile he makes coffee for her.

- Well, the lass takes off... - And he bolts in.

Oh no.

The point is, when the lass takes off once...

she could easily do it again.

Run to the ferry!

Something happened to you? Hey!

No, I...

- Jeez, I am responsible for them! - When will you come, Ulrika?

- Here never! - Where then?

Nowhere!

At Saxon gate at 4:00!

- What day? - Why, today!

Hello.

- Have you gone mad? - Did I do something?

- And you even ask. - What did I do?

This suits you better than the uniform.

Oh, look!

- You do this in your country? - Yep.

We live on trees, you know? And seeing a swarm of eagles...

we jump into mud and breathe through rattan pipes.

- Do you have to be so annoying?! - I don't.

Ulrika!

- I know about a peaceful port. - I'll never set foot there again.

- One can't say what he wants sometimes. - No!

- Your service card! - And vacation license!

I'm not a soldier, I'm Czech.

A work card then! And the lady also!

- Aren't you ashamed? With an auslender! - What kind of talking to me?

Take a look...

You can go on.

- Let's go away. - To the port, there are no checkpoints.

I told you already.

Komm mit mir in chambre separé.

We'll have heating, music and bed with canopies there.

How malapert you are!

Hector, come here!

- Stop it! What did I tell you?! - Hector, come here!

- Buzz off! - Come here!

Come on.

God with you, sir. I apologize, young lady.

Does this road lead to Radeberg? It doesn't seem so.

- You're in Dresden already. - Dresden?

We were commanded to keep away from it and go to Langebrück.

You must go back to Heideühl and behind it left.

For god's sake...

- We must go back... - Poor escapees.

- They came from Transylvania. - Those and poor?

- Shame on you. - Why?

Czech escapees from Sudetenland weren't poor things...

but aliens who had to empty the place.

- I know nothing about that. - You must have heard at school.

- Heim ins Reich, and stuff like that. - Stop it, you...

Auslendr. What could I tell you?

I touched you. Did I stain you perhaps?

Well, so long.

Herein.

Oh, I can't believe. So late and without announcement?

Sorry.

You said, you would never come.

- I thought... - Thought what?

- That... - That what?

Well, why don't you sit down?

Have something to drink.

- Tea? Or rum? - No.

Well, unrobe at least.

Right, it's so cold here.

An Eskimo queen. Here's a mirror.

Try to go back a little.

Turn towards me.

- Here we go! - Oh!

No! No! No!

Turn the light off.

But why?

Do it please.

What's that? Who's here?

Hedvièka and Pepík, they come to have dinner.

Our barflies, full-blooded mice.

- Ooooh! No! - No worry, they're good.

And nice. We give them crusts.

- Wanna see them? I'll turn the light on. - Don't!

- Won't they creep into bed? - No worry.

Cover me, please...

- No, not this... - Wait, where are you?

What's up?

Now get up.

Half past eight, I must go to the intendance.

When will you be back?

Dunno, but guys from the port will come here, get up.

Turn arround then, don't look.

- Have you seen my suspender? - No.

Hey!

Can't you see where I'm standing?

- I can. - Come on then.

- You can do that only once. - Bah. When will I see you?

- Probably never again. - What do you mean?

- You said, you would never come here. - You're annoying.

Tell me when?

Say, did you like what we did?

Yes or no?

You didn't?

Not sure, wasn't it perhaps racial disgrace?

Come on, Mr. Würdisch, move!

Goddamn!

Easy, Mr. Wurdisch, an old chap like you.

You won't help it anyway.

Rather wipe the milk off your chin.

Come in, uncle, to talk a little. I have some great stuff.

- Something like that? - No, home-made cracklings.

Get some refreshment. Lots of running still awaits you.

Pommies are comming tonight. Come.

Great stuff! Which film woll be shown?

- Hans Albers. - That's why you're dressing so well.

Lotta chics come to see Albers, huh?

Who's there?

- Grüs Gott. - Grüs Gott.

- It's you? - I must tell you something.

- The racial disgrace thing. - Tell me.

Just listen.

I am in Hitlerjugend.

My brother fights for the Reich.

Papa is in the party and mommy'd be too, if she was alive.

We contribute Winterhilfe but we aren't racist or Nazis!

Thank you then. Well...

Wait!

Here, drink it.

Come on!

Take this off.

Hand me the case.

Here.

Don't look, turn arround.

No! I'm in charge in luftschutz today!

- And I'm in charge here. - But I must be there.

And I must be here.

Turn off the light.

- Who was the man? - Würdisch. Nothing to worry.

- Switch on the light! Come on! - Now what?

Something...

A flea! Yuck!

What's so funny?

How could fleas be here?

And you're disturbed about such funny animals...

- They bite me, look. - Funny, me, they leave me alone.

- They don't bite you? - I don't seem to attract them.

- I do, and too many. - No wonder.

Look how crafty they are!

They choose the finest places.

- Stop it! - Don't push me away.

They don't land on me, hide next to me then.

Get smaller and even smaller till you are the smallest.

- Ouch! Get out! - It was a flea.

No, it was you. And you're even worse!

- Shut up. - Oh, gentleman is awake?

Get water and add wood to fire.

- Why? - I've declared war to the fleas.

Ouch!

Cleaning so hard... What faest is today?

Me? I'm not.

Have you gone mad?

Fleas remain in dirt. Especially on the floor.

- And the luftschutz charge? - It's just begun. Hand me a brush!

- We don't have one. - Each ship must have a brush.

And cleaning powder.

- Wait, wait! - What's there?

- The ship-diary and papers. - You have a ship' log?

Yep. About cargos and stuff.

- I'll bring the brush. - And gravel. And pour out the filth.

Beat this.

We also want cleaning!

Come and join us!

We even have beer here!

Let them be.

- Where's the brush? - Here.

Would you prefer a horse?

Oh, what a beautiful one.

I'd love to be that horse!

- How did you get it? - It belonged to our predecessor.

- He had a merry-go-round? - No, only wife and two kids.

They were burnt by a raid in Magdeburg.

He didn't believe they were dead and wanted to surprise them.

Now the poor devil is in an asylum.

Ulrika, what's wrong?

I will also die young like my mother.

A fortune teller told me.

Take it.

- Take it... Ouch! - Wait.

And a new periscope.

Good.

Immensee. Hm.... Novelle von Theodor Storm.

- You still read fairies? - What fairies?

- He writes nicely about love. - Oh yeah?

He loved Konstance first, then Doris.

He marries Konstance but dreams about Doris.

And when the first one dies he married the second one.

But mourns for the first one.

- How do you know? - By chance.

I learnt about it in the tree-school of ours.

Each man should read that to know...

how complicated life becomes if you take love seriously.

You think love could be regulated, like with buttons?

- It could. - What degree are we then?

We simply like the things we do together.

Really!

No! No, no.

A classmate of mine gets married, would you like to come?

- Why? - To see a wedding. Her boy is a soldier.

- What's so interesting? - Why, the wedding.

It used to be a famous event, you know?

The groom's friends used to make a gateway with torches.

Newlyweds used to walk under the torches.

Resin dropped on my grandma once and she had to be quenched.

Her back was burnt really hard.

So Granny laid on her belly during the wedding night?

Don't talk like that. She took it as a bad omen.

She expected some disaster and she was right.

Her mommy died after the wedding. And how is it here?

A pastor climbs to pulpit and chants:

- "We notify thy beloved..." - What does he say?

- We notify thy beloved? - Thy beloved.

The sound of it! Don't you like it?

Yeah, if I'm not the afflicted one.

Will you come to see?

- You'd see my female friends. - And male ones who outrun me.

Es gibt keine Kameraden mehr.

Die Kameraden sind bei Stalingrad gefallen.

I have only one now. Will you come, Kája?

Dunno.

I may, if I'm free.

What God united, let not be divided by man.

Father, son and holly spirit, bless you...

And stay with you.

God father, son and holly spirit, bless you all...

and protect your marriage...

and lead you both by word and love.

The shelter is near, in the right direction.

Come on.

- Le me out! Open up! - Easy!

Take it easy, it's nothing. And it's far from here.

Kája, what's all the hurry?

You invited me because of the creepy brass hat?

If I knew he'd be there, I wouldn't go.

Poor Gerda, she won't see her husband for a long time.

He has only 4 day vacation, and the voyage takes 3.

That pomade brass hat doesn't seem to come from the front.

Forget him. Did you light up the fire?

- No boat today. - Why? - I have work to do.

- I must pump out water and stuff. - Wanna see my place?

- Why? - I'll play something for you.

- Thanks, you did enough. - Wait!

Now listen, from that window.

I have love in my heart.

I like you so...

I bet...

I'll marry you soon.

La, la, la, la.

I'll marry you soon.

Are you looking for something?

I'm not, madam.

- You have nothing to do? - I do, I'm listening to that.

- Go and do something. - After you, madam.

- Here, take some. - Sorry, I didn't see you.

- You see too little. - Take my stuff.

Listen, didn't you take a gulpe...

too big for your trap?

- This one isn't stolen. - I mean that lass.

What's wrong with her?

- See that thing? - Königstein.

Richtig, a camp.

And know who its commander is?

Colonel von Polchow.

- So what? - He's an old man of her.

- Wow, it's a good one. - Good one indeed.

- Know how this can end? - In the camp with protection by daddy.

That's not all.

- Know who captain Krause is? - How could I?

She didn't introduce him? He's her fiance.

With gold glasses.

- Rigorous haircut. - Richtig.

He's dusted off a lotta men... Commander of luftschutz, jealous.

- Why should I care? - Well, don't carp when it's too late.

We notify thy beloved, I'm here already.

Come, I have a surprise for you.

Close your eyes.

Now!

- It's for our tea, like it? - Hm.

And here, Ulrika in a thousand pictures.

Daddy thinks I'm gonna be a famous pianist...

but I take after mommy and grandma.

I like sea, animals, wind...

- And where's that daddy of yours? - Wait, first things first.

My grandma can't stand this photo.

- Who is it? - Hubert. My kid brother.

It's like a dream widows of drowned sailors keep having.

In her dream, there were two men and a girl...

waving and calling her from the sea.

Naturally she thinks it was daddy, brother and me.

- No one can talk her out of it. - OK, but what about the daddy?

- He looks stern but he is kind. - Oh yeah?

- And where's his unifom? - Uniform?

Why, the one of the colonel, of the camp leader.

Kája, come closer.

When you know this much, I can tell you all.

Königstein isn't a concentration camp, it's a cage for captives.

English and French generals are there, it's a natty camp.

Dad isn't a leader, they drink and discuss the arts with them.

- A colonel? - The rank is only lent to him.

- What’s his job then? - A professor of music.

I also wear a uniform, but because I wanna study, not to clean bogs.

I also say ''Heil Hitler'' to Siebert, sometimes twice a day.

- Who is she? - Housekeeper and blockleiterin.

- That nasty hag? - Hm.

She jawed me out when I was listening to you.

I told her to buzz off.

You did right.

No!

Have some petrol?

Hot water then. Bring the wood sticks.

- And what about Krause? - What do you wanna know?

- Your fiancé, isn't he? - That’s not true.

You don't say.

I won't.

Know what? Go out and God bless you.

A year ago he came, rose in hand, with a wedding proposal.

I felt like knocking him from the stairs.

My daddy saved me.

He told him, we don’t marry off girls before they are 20 years old.

- But you carry on with him… - You don’t know him, I am scared.

- He could destroy us all. - Get to the point.

- What was there between you two? - If you wanna know…

I wish it wasn't true. I hate him so much.

He disgusted me the very moment it happened.

Captain Krause.

He's the one who outrun you, Kája.

Kája, you were never wrong?

A new no. 1.

Here we go.

A new no. 2.

- Hope she didn't move in. - Not anymore.

Some more refined sort?

I wouldn’t believe there are decent girls in this world.

Ulrika. State of vessel: Running up. Equipment: A pof.

Rating: Great devotion to our holy matter.

- And the second new? - It’s fucked up. Our man's out.

- Did they find out? - It's about an another bussiness of him.

- The tobacco is lost but… - Well, the Hamburg now.

- I can't wait. - Easy, man.

You can get even 10 grand for tobacco in Prague.

- So under our asses, there is… - About two and half billion.

Right. I found a new benefactor in the head office.

But he wants a deposit and import as well.

- We don't have more than 2 kilos anyway. - We have.

How could we get it? I'm not gonna crawl again.

Let's wait till the morning and see.

- We must release the wire somehow. - By some jemmy.

- It'd destroy the seal. - We’d have to ensure it somehow.

But how the hell?

Has it perhaps some hole?

Everything has.

- You guess? - Sure, there must be a way.

Or do you want to go North?

The old Vanìk passed out, Lanky Honza lost his legs…

- The old Vanìk? - Hm.

I'll check it all over.

Aaaagh!

- Oh, man! - Sorry, pal.

I’m getting snifters.

- Another kind of warm’d be handy. See what I mean? - Yep.

I know two girls, one has a villa and lives there alone.

Let’s tog out.

- Excuse me, why so sad...? - Traude has difficulties.

- Difficulties, we ease and cheer up the soul. - Really? - Sure.

- Are you acquainted with chimneys? - Chimneys?

Yes, fumeducts.

Traude is awaiting relatives, escapees.

The heating is faulty in the room for them.

We need to find a smoke tube to put a stove there.

No big deal for you. The engineer of girl hearts and a constructor.

The end, gentlemen.

- Drop at Margot's, she's got a bug juice. -Yep.

- So you're an engineer - A half one. I wanted, the establishment didn't.

- Should I ding it? - Please.

Oh my!

Shit!

- We’re through. - You’re something.

My husband!

- They gave him a vacancy! - Give me a minute.

Who’s there?

Have you gone mad, little lady? Brown out immediately!

Thank you.

We didn’t turn off the light in the bathroom, honey.

- We’ll never get through the seal. - Let’s sneeze it then.

You want them to beat the shit out of us down there?

Well, all those people risking their lives for liberation…

and we’re enjoying whores here. Makes me sick.

Suddenly! You wanna be cut to pieces?

Hey, jackerpoos! Move it!

- Hi, Balatý! - Are you playing around?

- We’re working for the reich! - I see, so come on!

- Where will you be at night, Balatý? - In Torgava!

If somebody knows how to get tabacco, it’s him.

If he tells you…

Alcohol and nicotine, nothing will be left of it.

Come in.

- Heil Hitler! - Heil Hitler!

- Mr. Würdisch, I’m in trouble. - What’s wrong?

Ulrika.

Didn’t I warn you?

- Yep, you did. - So…?

- Papa or Kruase? - Not one nor the other.

So who?

I'm in it over head and ears.

- Did she blow you out? - Rather I did her.

- So what do you want? - I want you to go there.

- Me? - Hm.

- Why? - I can’t, a mad dog guards her.

A blockleiterin. Give her this, please.

"We notify thy beloved, I keep waiting each evening,

each morning, each day and night."

Bety, come back!

Where are you running to? Stop!

Stop, you freak!

Stop it!

You bastard…

You... ! Boom! Boom!

Ulrika!

We notify thy beloved,

I’ll stay as long as you like me.

Oh my, look at this mess.

Pour off the garbage.

Bring water! Coal!

- I will. - We’re colleagues now, you know?

We’re both in Totaleinsatz. I sew buttocks on the uniforms.

- What, you sew? - Hm.

With actresses from the opera, the school’s been closed.

- Kája! - Hm?

- Ouch! - Kája!

Are you ok?

Kájo...

My dad, masonry craftsman.

Did you read Švejk? Palivec:

- "The flies take shit on the emperor". - Kája!

You said it just like my mommy does.

Here she is.

- This is our Nero. - He is so beautiful.

You are nearly as well. It’s confiscated.

Won't I get something too?

I'll be always next to you. Each day, even holly day.

To keep you from staring at others.

- You'll warm me up here. - Stop it…

- Upon your heart. - Damn, stop it!

- No! - Yeap!

No… no!

- Uli? - No!

Kája!

Mr. Würdisch, you’re an angel.

As I told you, some things you can’t buy.

You need to be dragged down now and then…

to keep you bearable.

Here, and come again. Now give that to me.

My need for it is killing me. A good Macedonian stuff.

Goddamn!

No worries, Ulrika. There’s nothing to strafe here.

- Forget the fortune teller. - I can’t.

Wang dang hey I put the spell away.

No worry when I'm here.

Buzz off!

- Get out from here! - Kája, you must be kind with the goats.

Good goat…

Bring a cup and a piece of bread.

Here.

Good goat, here, this is for you.

- A fresh one increases the beauty. - You first.

Though you don't need it anymore.

Thank you. The first flower from you.

I'm a little ranger here, I-

- How did it go? - I'll tell you later.

Always the same one?

- Running up? - Give it to me!

Look at that!

So many people risiking their lives and you’re having a German whore.

This is a different story.

Is she perhaps here somewhere? I'd like to take a look.

You just missed her.

Great looking.

- How will you handle this ship? - I don’t know.

She must keep away now. And you hold back before it's too late.

If we lift one plate with a jemmy...

The next one drag down with a hand jack...

But the seal can't break.

Well, Kája!

Oh, my boy, you're better than Balatý.

And I just ceased to believe... Can you go through?

Yeap.

If the heaver drops, when I’m down I’ll never get back.

Stop prating and crawl, you sprat.

- What's up? Sky hogs? - Only some Nazi exercise.

We made it, bro. The tobacco is secure.

Ouch!

What’s up?

- Pull the plate up! - Fuck you, I can't!

Crawl out!

Gimme some drink.

Who is it?

Ulrika. I'm coming to see Karel.

- He's not here. - I know he is.

- Go home. - Bohouš...

- On your own? - Yes.

- Kája, what happened? - Nothing.

I've been a little strangled by an iron cover.

A little?

Why are you here?

To tell you I can't come on Friday. And tomorrow I have to work.

- Sss! Ouch! - You must endure that.

Why don't you tell me the truth? Can't you trust me and like me?

Alright.

I was jammed by covers on the cargo. Well, I was stealing tpbacco…

- Oh my god, why? - Because of you also.

- I'd be displaced otherwise. - It coulda killed you.

It'd be my death.

Would you go for a walk, young lady?

I packed up the tobacco. The rest is under the tow.

It must disappear too. Hope the lady has no idea.

- I told her. - Idiot!

She won't betray us.

- I could put it to hers. - Bullshit, put it to the geezer.

I will escort it right away, you can't go home like this.

You'll go instead of me on Christmas.

You have a first-class treatment, so...

I entrust him into your care, dear young lady.

Hope you'll cure him soon.

- Bohouš, my teammate. - B. Kotìra, a pillar of Labe sails.

What's wrong with your neck? Caught cold?

I've been jammed by an iron plate.

I heard some noises. Come in!

- I was a little drunk. - And the seal?

You stopped liking life, or what?

- Nothing to eat or smoke? - Something else.

If it's done well we stay. If not we'll go.

And what should I do?

This is what we got for ourselves, at yours it'll be safe.

No kidding. Not prison but the death penalty is for this.

- Who else knows? - Only me. And now you.

Rubbish!

You're all idiots.

Someone attacked the factory guard and stole his gun.

- So what? - Well, there was some fight...

That friend of yours, Krause, told us.

We're to report everyone who could be suspect?

Warm this up.

Call me if you need something.

Let me see.

I'll give you the number to the workroom?

I must go, cover yourself.

So this is your ship book! Ingrid, Rozi, Marika...

What's that?

- Ships. - Ships indeed.

- Hilda, Soòa, Brigita... - Ships have names of girls.

And me? You call even me a ship?

Here, Ulrika. Why did you record me? What's written there?

You ribald! Which number am I in your count?

That's not like that. Bohouš is to blame.

You're all the same! Womanizers!

It's all gone. You're the last one, as you see.

I'm not.

- Margot, Traude. - You see it's Bohouš's handwriting.

Ulrika!

And you were annoyed to be outrun.

I can explain everything. Ulrika!

- Textil Georgi. - May I speak to Ulrika von Polchow?

- Let me see. - Yes.

- She's not here. - She must have morning shift.

- She's not here anyway. - And when will she be?

- We're not a marriage agency. - Tell her, Karel called.

- Uli? - Hand's up!

- Where is it? - What?

You know well! Come on?

- But I know nothing. - Rudi! Hanzi!

Search the whole ship!

And what happened to you here? Who did you fight?

Talk!

Get up!

- So who? - I slipped and...

Where?

- On a ladder. - On a ladder...

- And who strangled you? - Nobody.

An iron cover fell on my neck.

You're still young. The war'll be over soon...

What's your job actually?

- I studied at the faculty of building. - It's a golden branch.

There'll be many reconstructions soon. It'd be a shame if you perish here.

So the gun? Who did suborn you, who?

I know nothing about a gun.

Let's help each other.

I'll be as soft as I could.

- To whom did you give it? - It's a mistake.

- What do you know about the gun? - Nothing.

- Nothing? - I know nothing.

It's my dad.

A friend of mine.

- Name. - Dunno.

Can't hear you.

- So you came to witness? - Yes.

- Do you know him? - Karel Svorník.

- Do you know her? - No.

I told them already I was at your place that night.

- Which night? - From 7th to 8th.

- Bitch! - And now? do you know her?

What's her name?

- Ulrika von Polchow. - We'll see who's lying.

Call Königstein.

Lucky bastard. You'd talk in a while.

- I haven't done anything. - Everyone talks here.

Kája!

Stop it! You go!

You must be crazy, man.

What else do you want?

I'd like to apologize, Mr. professor.

- I didn't think it over well... - Lot of things you didn't.

- Come in. - Thank you.

Is there something you did think over well?

- I would like... - What else would you like?

Allow me to marry your daughter Ulrika.

Forgive me, Ulrika.

This is my first time so I completely forgot...

I should ask you first.

Do you want to marry me?

Thank you, Ulrika.

Thank you for all.

- How did you know? - From Mr. Würdisch.

I went to see you after your phone call.

- I was told you weren't there. - I was.

- I was mad at you. - Because of the ship book?

- Don't talk about it. - It went out through chimney.

Don't say that!

Don't say anything.

I, I have love in my heart

I, I like you

I, I will bet...

that I will marry you soon.

La, la, la, la

That I will marry you soon.

Stop it!

Don't you know what's on? Do you have a bit of responsibility?

Stay seated! How many men did you endanger?

- Ulrika, her brother, me, yourself... - I'll adjust it. By marrying her.

- Out of question. - But I want to! - Nonsense.

- You're a German and he's a Czech. - Peace is coming.

On the fronts. Not in our heads yet, and for long.

There are too many deaths, suffering, hate.

Try to bring a German home, she'll be stoned.

We'll all pay for it, guilty or not...

And we're all guilty in a way.

- I'll take care of her. - That's what I'm doing all along.

Come to me after the war. If we survive.

- Daddy! - End for now!

You mustn't see each other. Take it as a test.

If it is love, you will stand it.

Do you understand, young man?

You must promise me.

- Was that tough? - Not really.

- You know, who got you out? - There'll be a marriage.

- Bullshit! - You're invited.

I'll send a carriage for you, but when the war's over.

So here's to the marriage!

''Dearest Kája, I write secretly, from grandma's.

I send you the address so you could write back.

I have a good time here, only I miss you so much.''

Kennkart!

Here.

Does Kotìra Bohuslav work here?

- Yes. - Where's he?

He went to Prague on business.

- Which day? - 7th.

- Or 8th. - What did he carry, Mr. Zvornik?

- What would you say? - Was it perhaps tobacco?

- Where would he get it? - Show us his belongings.

Here.

Is it him?

- What happened to him? - He's finished.

Running from customs officers.

He jumped during the ride and was hit by the opposite train.

Why was he running?

Where are you stuck? Get ready for addiction.

What's up with you? Cast the rope to me!

- Where are you gonna pull me? - To the port.

- After the discharge you whip over to Hamburg. - So suddenly?

- Don't piffle and watch the rope. - They call from gauleiter's about...

The tobacco rotting here for 3 months. Your uncle is a big shot, huh?

I go home for Christmas, I'll pop in the headquarters.

- You won't go anywhere. - I will, I have some vacation left.

It's a day too early but at least we se each other.

Daddy thinks I'm still at grandma's.

- Well, merry christmas. - Our first together.

And the last ones in a war.

Oh, here's something.

For Ulrika.

- What a nice one! Where did you get it? - I saw it during by evenings.

- Oh, here's something. To Karel. - Ooh...

Theodor Storm: Immensee.

I had one wish only.

If you couldn't find me...

I wish you come back to this book in both nice and bad times...

and I will talk to you from its pages.

Your Ulrika, Dresden, Christmas 1944.

But we don't say goodbye. We'll meet here at New Years Eve.

- Don't forget. - Who knows?

Don't start again.

Better see if the sweater fits you.

- Uli? - No!

- You mustn't on holly night! - On the contrary, you must!

- But it'll be next night! - So we can tonight.

Actually we can.

- Damn, what a hurry. - Oh, Mr. Khol.

I was passing by and saw your bark went adrift.

Could someone else tie it up? I must catch a train.

Thought I'd get some fresh air, get the keys for the boat...

Seems I won't get it.

- Bring it to my office. - Wait a minute, I'll settle it up.

Aaaargh!

What are you doing?

Please, could you close the window?

How could I do it? It's broken here.

What's wrong with you? Sit down.

- It's nothing. - Sit down.

Come on, you'll miss the station. Move!

And his case...

- It's his? - Yes.

Catch it!

And couldn't he arrive from the other side?

He'll arrive tomorrow.

- You don't know him then. - No, he's only yours, damn!

What did I say? Here he is.

Boy! Nero, be good!

Boy, what's wrong with you?

- Come here. - Kája! What happened?

He should go to the hospital, it's a tough pneumonia.

No, I'll give him a better care.

- Is it bad, Mr. doctor? - He's built well and hardy.

He needs rest, warm and cold wraps.

I'll prescribe something. And he must use it accurately!

- No! I don't want! - Kája, come on...

- He's still delirious. - It's part of the disease.

If something goes wrong call me right away.

- Even at nights. - Yes.

- Feel better, Kája? - Mommy...

- I feel well now. - you're weak, you didn't eat for a week.

- A week? - Hm...

- What day is it? - Tuesday, A New Year's Eve.

Mommy, I must go.

Have you gone mad? Where to?

You almost died. The doctor kept visiting you!

Mommy, I must send a telegram. Hand me pen and paper, please.

- Thank you. - Well...

Write it for me, please.

We notify thy beloved...

- To whom you said? Why? - Just write.

We notify thy beloved, I have a pneumonia...

and will arrive as soon as I am cured.

Where do you want to go and for who is this?

Dresden, Siegfriedstrasse 5,

Ulrika von Polchow.

- Kája? - I tell you after you've sent it.

Don't tell papa, I will tell him myself.

She's young and nice but she's a German, Kája.

Yes, mom.

Isn't there any letter for me?

You're an adult, are you sure what you're doing? Know what they are?

She's different.

I like her so much, we'll get married.

You would marry her?

- You will marry her? - Yes, mom.

Oh my god.

- I think about daddy. - There must be some letter.

- Nothing really? What date is it? - 14th.

14th already?

Mom, bring me pen and paper.

I had one wish only.

If you couldn't find me...

I wish you come back to this book in both nice and bad times...

and I will talk to you from its pages.

Your Ulrika, Dresden...

- Mom, give me those letters. - Which ones?

Those that came.

Why didn't you give it to me? Why did you deny them?

Daddy.

He forbid.

Give them to me.

I keep thinking about the moment you'll get better at last.

I'd like to nurse you.

I show your photo to grandma. She likes you much.

You look like a proper sailor, she says.

Seems Hubert goes back to the front. I am quite fine...

Have you lost your mind?

And the girl, that...

What will you do with her? Do you realize, she's a Nazi?

She's not a Nazi.

And she's better than some Czechs.

Did you forget uncle Vašek? My brother?

Who's responsible for his death? Who?

- He's ill... - I don't defend criminals,

only virtuous Germans who have times as bad as us.

Petr or Pavel!

Now they hide behind one another?

Remember Lidice, concentration camps...

- Shame on you! - Is it her fault?

She was 12 when the war begun!

- Don't put all in the same pot! - There may be exceptions.

I don't believe them anyway! They are all involved!

Now the war ends and they suddenly become kind?

Flock of angels? Murders is what they are!

If you weren't ill I'd smash your face!

You're insane!

It's gonna be OK, I gave him something for sedation.

But it's getting better slowly.

- Will he mend? - Definitely.

But there may be complications, pneumonia is no fun.

Convalescence is very long and he'll have to rest afterwards.

When he feels a little better I'll send him to x-ray.

But I'm OK already.

I can walk.

Kája, don't be silly.

You see?

- I can go out now. - You walk like a blind chicken.

You must feed yourself up.

Actually it was a stroke of luck.

There was a raid on Dresden last night.

The centre is totally smashed. About 100 000 deads, they say.

- Jesus Christ! - Which night?

The last one. Americans and Englishmen.

12 waves, a saturation bombing.

You don't have to go anywhere. Your ship is a heap of raffles.

Be quiet, Nero!

Good boy... quiet.

Who are you? Who are you?

You're Ulrika's boy, I recognize you.

I saw a photo of you, I'm her grandmother.

Sailor, where's the girl for god's sake?

Where's Ulrika?

You should have come to tell me! She was at your place. Tell me she was!

- No, she wasn't. - They was here, all 3 of them.

Even Hubert, he had a vacation.

They may be somewhere around.

Look properly, You have better eyes.

Maybe they went somewhere. Or they are in a good shelter.

Or we will meet them...

or find them in some ambulance.

Ulrika!

Ulrika!

Hubert!

Hubert!

WE NOTIFY THY BELOVED: I AM BACK AND KEEP WAITING