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For the last two years, we've kept you informed...

...about the problems of schoolgirls today.

We wanted you to understand the sexuality of young people.

We have received a flood of new information...

...prompting us to continue with the Schoolgirl Report.

SCHOOLGIRLREPORT: PART 6 WHAT PARENTS WOULD GLADLY HUSH UP

A classroom.

It is 1:15.

School is over.

Achim and Sybille have a date...

...like every day for the past two weeks.

- I've been waiting for you. - Me too.

What if someone comes?

Don't worry, Sybille. They've all gone home.

You're so sweet.

So are you.

Know what I've been thinking?

I've been thinking about introducing you to my parents.

At 17, it's all right for me to have a girlfriend.

They'll throw us out!

Then we'll do what the couple in the newspaper did last week...

...go into the woods and take poison.

- I love you so much. - I love you too.

You're so caring, so sweet.

It should always be like this.

Come to me!

Will you always be true to me?

I don't even notice other girls any more.

You're so big today! That really turns me on.

Me too...

You're so sweet, you feel so good!

I feel like I could do it again.

Me too.

But we'll go more slowly.

You're such a bad boy!

I love you!

I love being with you.

It's so big again!

My dear parents' council and teaching colleagues.

Mr. Bader has some troubling news.

Ladies and gentlemen...

...you may already know.

I'm talking about the scandalous situation...

...that forced me to file a report.

Forced? That's exaggerating things a bit.

You could have quietly left the room.

That would have been another way to handle the situation.

I hold you in high esteem, Mr. Burkhard...

...but any misbehavior at school must be reported.

Quite right!

We can't tolerate such behavior!

It was a terrible thing! It makes you want to take your child out of school.

Ladies and gentlemen, we've decided to take unusual measures.

We've asked both students here to explain themselves in person.

Please bring them in.

- I can't wait to hear this. - They'll just lie to us.

Those are biases. I don't think that's appropriate at this time.

Please come in.

- Hello. - Hello.

Miss Sanger, Mr. Bornemann. You know what this is about.

What do you have to say for yourselves?

First, Headmaster, I'd like to know why we're here.

Because we made love, or because we were caught?

- You're disrespectful, young man! - Your question is beside the point.

You were caught having sexual intercourse in the school.

If the school administration tolerated that, it would guilty of procuring.

Then just expel us, and everything will be all right.

- Don't be so shameless! - Impertinent, too.

Morality and decency are foreign concepts to you, eh?

Morality and decency? Everyone has different ideas about that.

It's absurd that we should have to defend ourselves...

...for something that all of you do every single day...

...in your so-called marital beds, or wherever you like.

You forget where you are, Bornemann!

No, I haven't forgotten.

But if you summoned us merely to expose us...

...then you must accept that we'll defend ourselves.

Do you know what really goes on in your school?

Have you ever sat in the back when films are shown?

"We can now trace the stages of human evolution with precision."

"Basically, there are three periods:

" the wild, the barbarian and the civilized."

"The wild and barbarian periods are each subdivided into three stages."

"The origin of humanity is in tropical and subtropical forests..."

Such a sweet pussy!

Will I get some of it?

"It is probable that during the wild period a great number still lived in trees."

"It is disputed whether they lived in groups...

"...but all have asserted...

"...that sexual intercourse was wild and promiscuous."

"The first major event may have been the development of language."

Do you like it like that?

Spread them.

"They learned to use fire...

"...to erect stoneworks, and employ weapons."

"During this time the use of roots, tubers, muscles and fish began."

Harder.

"Clothing is woven."

"The first primitive dug-outs cut across rivers."

Keep going.

"The first forms of communal property are found."

"Sexuality comes into the barbarian period...

"...with transient partnerships."

"Polygamy, or the custom of having several wives, is common."

Be careful about the claims you make!

I admit, it doesn't happen all the time.

But that's how it happened then.

No wonder kids bring bad behavior home!

Just imagine, teachers covering up sex games.

You've stirred up a hornets' nest!

But you're wrong.

Sybille and I are not bad students.

It's no secret that the atmosphere in the classroom is sexually charged.

Or have you forgotten about the case of Miss Lensing?

- That's enough! - No, let him speak.

More debauchery?

It's hardly been three months...

...but it was covered up because it also involved teachers.

- Was that here? - I have no idea.

Was it at our school?

The girl was in our class. She's still here... Ingrid.

I've always been a loner.

The boys and girls in my class were too stupid for me.

I told them to leave me alone whenever they talked about sex.

But I shouldn't have. I haven't had a quiet moment since then.

Picasso here.

- Your power is impressive. - Looks like that of a giant.

- Done. - Let's see.

Like the one from Monday.

Say... is that a drill for the subway?

Coming through.

Here. Whet your appetite and tell us what you think.

Here. Take a look. They want an expert's opinion.

You and your filthy minds.

Here comes Miss Lensing!

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Still don't want to tell me who these are coming from?

- Thank you. - Please ask, Miss Lensing.

No, I'll consider it a gift from all of you.

How sophisticated.

I would have been more pleased if your papers had been better...

...but the results are miserable!

And I thought I had given you a particularly easy translation.

When you write, "On July 14, there was a carnival atmosphere in the streets"...

...it's misleading.

What's the correct translation?

Ingrid?

- Is your mind on your work? - Yes.

- She must be in love. - Thinking of her guy.

You're nuts! She's a lesbian.

Ingrid, I've noticed that you have trouble concentrating lately.

- Any reason? - No.

Yes, there was a reason. Miss lensing.

Every time I saw her, I got nervous.

I would start to get excited.

Whenever she spoke to me, my mind went blank.

This had been going on for half a year...

...since she'd become our French teacher.

Miss Lensing was very popular with the class...

...so I didn't worry at first.

But my feelings for her grew stronger and stronger.

She would never have guessed that the rose on her desk was from me.

I had put it there because I admired Miss Lensing.

But is it only admiration?

When she walks around the class, I devour her body with my eyes.

In my mind, I always see her naked.

I'm in love with Miss Lensing.

I want to kiss her mouth... her breasts.

I desperately want to caress her.

And I want her to caress me.

How can I make it happen?

This is Klaus.

I did it with him once, my first and only time.

I don't like thinking about it.

It was disgusting!

But Klaus wouldn't leave me alone.

Hey, is this really your car?

Got something against it?

Did you find a sugar daddy?

- You're off your rocker. - You could invite me for a ride.

- Why would I? - Silly question. Can't you guess?

- I'm not into that. - That's bullshit!

Bullshit or not, men don't do it for me.

Okay, the first time was shit, but it'll get better.

Not for me, and you know it.

It was horrible!

Not for me.

You might have enjoyed taking my virginity...

...but you are the first and last man in my life!

You are all so selfish. You don't understand women.

Please, Klaus. Don't be angry, but we're through!

Okay, maybe I behaved badly. Let me make it up to you.

There are lots of other girls who are keen on someone like you.

I called Miss Lensing at home.

I asked if I could come see her. I had a problem.

She was nice, as always, and said...

"Come then, my child, I always have time for my students."

I was very nervous.

But one thing was certain: I had to have her!

So tell me, Ingrid, what's troubling you?

You're getting an A in French.

Are you having other problems at school?

Is it something at home?

I see.

Then it's probably about a man.

Whatever it is... can I help you?

Yes, you can help me.

- Only you can help. - And how?

I love you.

I'm crazy about you!

Stop this nonsense!

I'll make you a proposition.

We'll forget about this.

Right now!

Now, please go home. I'll see you tomorrow in class.

Go...

No, I won't be turned away just like that!

Do you understand, I love you!

That's enough, Ingrid. I have work to do.

If you won't love me, I swear...

...I'll hurt myself.

Just show me a little affection.

I can't get what I need anywhere else.

Ingrid, I'm trying to understand you, but this is crazy.

Fine, it's crazy.

These roses...

...I put them on your desk, because I love you.

- I want your love. - You're crazy.

Kiss me, or I'll...

Ingrid! What's gotten into you?

- Be reasonable. - I am.

I'll end it.

You are... my one great love.

I need you.

Only you can give me happiness.

Please kiss me!

Kiss me.

I must have you.

Your breasts.

Your body.

Yes?

Miss Lensing, a caller for you. A gentleman.

You're getting me into trouble.

I am not the right object for your passion.

Hello, darling. You have a visitor?

- Am I interrupting? - Not at all.

Ingrid was just leaving.

Thank you for trying to understand me, Miss Lensing.

One of your students?

Yes, and she's troubled.

How?

She's a lesbian, and in love with her teacher.

You shouldn't have come. You know how the landlady is.

How do you mean?

Whatever the papers say about sexual freedom...

...it won't happen in my house!

Is that clear?

So, Miss Lensing had a lover. Mr. Dornseif.

A German teacher at our school.

That's a doozy! The worst of it is that Dornseif is married.

I don't know what made me do it, but I felt compelled to watch them.

My marriage? I'll get a divorce.

I peeked through the keyhole of the teachers' lounge.

I followed them on their days off.

They acted like little kids!

They did everything together. She really threw herself at him!

She gave the kisses I wanted from her to Dornseif.

I followed them to a hotel.

They took a room there in the name of Mr. and Mrs. Muller.

I had a good idea of what went on behind that window.

She'll fuck him.

I imagine that it's me she's caressing.

My hate for her keeps growing.

I feel humiliated by her behavior.

I become more and more obsessed with the thought...

...that I really must have her.

Just to think that right now she's feeling pleasure with Dornseif...

...and how disgusting it was when Klaus and I did it.

Isn't it great?

Be gentle, I'm a virgin!

I can take care of that pretty quickly!

And now for the grand opening!

Darling...

Yes, my love...

Oh, yes... yes...

Oh, yes, my darling...

I heard her cries of joy, again and again.

I burned with jealousy!

But then, an idea came to me.

- Can I talk to you? - Sure, Ingrid. What's up?

This is what's up.

- What's in here? - See for yourself.

- Who took these pictures? - I did.

I've been watching you and Mr. Dornseif...

...committing adultery.

What are you going to do with these?

It's quite simple.

I want your love, and if I don't get it, I'll give these to Mrs. Dornseif.

I swear, you'll regret that!

I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget!

I'll show you, Miss Lensing!

Come in.

HEADMASTER'S OFFICE

For the sake of our school, we disposed of this painful matter...

...without causing harm to anyone's reputation.

You transferred the teacher, and that was the end of it for you.

But when it involves students, you only think of expulsion!

Don't you realize that this can screw up the rest of one's life?

Sybille and I really love one another.

Yes, it's true!

As for sex, I've seen bad things, too.

As for this school's reputation, Headmaster...

...you're lucky I kept my mouth shut!

- I like her. - Me too.

I've fancied her for some time.

Hey, doll!

How about a kiss?

You shouldn't have done that!

Let go of me, I'll scream!

Scream if you like, I don't care!

What do you want, you filthy dogs?

Just a little fuck.

So, that was my first sexual experience.

But I didn't say anything because I was too ashamed...

...and afraid... of the investigation.

I didn't know real love until... until I met Achim here at school.

- Am I going too fast? - Not at all.

We wanted to study together for the German test...

...so we went down by the river.

Fucking Calderon! I'll never understand it in this heat.

- Let's go for a swim. - Oh shit! I don't have a bathing suit.

There's no one around, just swim in the nude.

- Or are you too embarassed? - Nonsense!

- I've seen naked girls before. - I'll bet.

If you want, I'll take my trunks off, too. The fish won't mind.

Okay... but you go in first, and don't turn around.

No problem.

Here I go!

I did a belly flop!

Careful when you come in! It's really shallow.

Oh... it's so cold!

Just keep moving.

You're so sweet.

You too...

My darling...

- May I make love to you? - Yes.

Yes!

And that's how we fell in love.

We also love each other at school.

We truly love one another, which must sound strange to you.

What a touching story.

At least it's a fairy tale that goes over well with most people.

Typical! You think it's impossible for young people to love one another!

- You sound like "Romeo and Juliet". - No need for sarcasm.

Maybe if I tell you my friend's story, you'll stop ridiculing us.

Hey, I heard there's a nudist beach not far from here.

We could go skinny-dipping.

Why do want to do that?

Stupid question... because it's fun!

You only want to see naked men.

Men?

All the boys in our school are so inexperienced, except for...

Except for who?

Never mind. You can find out for yourself, Uta.

- I know who you're talking about: Hans. - Think what you like.

So tell me, did you do him?

I won't tell you. You're just jealous.

Me, jealous of that lady-killer?

Everyone's after him.

- And you're not? - He only wants to fuck.

He sleeps with you and then flicks you away like a cigarette butt.

- How do you know? - I hear things.

Yes, Hans knows his stuff.

He's a real stud.

Hey, Annette!

What's wrong? Are you a cigarette butt, too?

Me? How?

Wallflower.

That's how they talk about Hans.

On one hand, they call him a lady-killer...

...and on the other, they all pretend they've done it with him.

They're only showing off. I know Hans better.

I love him. And he loves me.

Some of us were on a school trip.

Hans and I agreed that no one should know about our love.

Still, we met every night in our love park, as we called it.

Hans was my first love.

He came from a rich family, and was so easy-going.

He would always joke around and was the center of attention.

He was very gentle with me.

He soon taught me...

...that both must be caring partners in true love...

...and that a woman must do everything her man desires.

It's so nice that you know exactly what I want.

Take it... make it big.

You like it really big too, don't you?

Yes, darling.

Come, now...

Come to me.

What was that?

That's Leopold, the poor devil.

For 10 marks, he makes sure we're not disturbed.

Well, Leopold.

Not in bed yet?

I didn't want to smoke inside. Would you like one?

In this fresh air? No, thanks. I hardly ever smoke.

Ah, two more night owls.

That's a bit much, Headmaster.

Annette and I were working out a biology issue.

Forget studying. You're supposed to relax on this trip.

I agree, Headmaster, but Annette really wanted to know about it.

- Good night. - Good night.

Well done. I won't forget this.

You'll get your money tomorrow.

Tell me, don't you ever get aroused?

You're really just a dirty little pervert.

One does what one can.

You know what happiness is?

I couldn't stop thinking about Hans; how nice it had been with him.

But the next day, he told me he and the others were going over to the island.

He said I shouldn't go because it might have been too obvious.

Hans was strange about that.

He felt our love was only beautiful as long as it remained a secret.

Come on, Uta. Don't pretend you've never done it.

I like it when you play with me.

It feels great for a woman when it gets bigger and bigger.

I don't feel like it.

Come on, put your hand in my pants. Use your hand!

It'll turn you on, too!

Don't be such a prude!

You did Annette yesterday, didn't you?

Why would think that?

Don't lie! Leopold told me.

That rat! He can't get it up, so he shoots off his mouth.

All right, I fucked her, but it was disgusting.

- She could turn me gay. - Was she that bad?

Bad doesn't even come close! She whimpered with every thrust.

"My darling, I'm so happy.

Our love must remain secret."

But you... you're completely different.

At least... you're really hot!

You're like a dream.

Let's not think about that dumb twat I had last night.

Come on. Come a little closer.

Get me going!

You're so good!

Let yourself go!

That silly cow couldn't ride me like that.

So I was just a cigarette butt...

...a dumb twat, a stupid cow.

I won't stand for this!

We must meet again tomorrow in our love park.

That bastard! That swine! I want to kill him.

No, I won't kill him, but I have to do something.

Hello, Annette! All alone?

- Bastard! Why did you do it? - Do what?

You told Uta I slept with Hans last night.

Sorry, but she paid me 10 marks to know.

I couldn't turn that down.

You're such a swine, Leopold!

I'm a trusty friend, for the right price.

Don't make me laugh!

The whole school probably knows by now.

So what? Why does that matter?

He's done them all, all except for Elli and Erika.

And he'll nail them too. Want to bet?

Didn't you know? He throws girls away like...

...like cigarette butts. I know.

Now you want revenge, don't you?

I know women.

It could be arranged... if the price is right.

You would sell out your best friend?

Sure, but let me tell you something.

He's not my friend. I can't stand him!

The whole school hates his guts - all except you chicks.

I'd like to fuck, too, but no one will have me.

"I'm not your type."

If there's anyone who wants to teach that puffed-up baboon a lesson, it's me.

Maybe you could do something without asking for money.

- Sure. - Just showing off?

I'll get him, and it won't cost you a penny.

- What do you mean? - I've seen what you can do.

You want me to...

Only death is free.

- I have several good ideas. - To teach him a lesson?

Yes, one he won't forget.

How about it?

- When? - Now.

Prepare to be fucked!

Okay. But make it quick, and don't expect me to participate.

You have to undress yourself.

Otherwise, they'll say I raped you.

You know, I've watched many of Hans' girls.

But none has ever excited me as much as you did yesterday.

I never thought I could hate so much.

So much so that I allowed that creep to touch me.

But I was so hurt, my pride so wounded...

...that I would have done even more for revenge.

Today, I know that it was wrong.

If I had known where it would lead, I would have stopped right there.

Today, I know that revenge comes very cheap.

Leopold had promised he would get even with Hans...

...and he did. In his own way.

Hans really needs to be stopped. He stole my Francie before I got her.

And he took my Uta. She won't even speak to me.

And my Lolli. His cock should be cut off!

Sure, he's betrayed all of us, but we can't do that.

It's not about castration, but giving him a real beating.

Right! Let's kick his ass!

And a few broken teeth!

- Okay. - We're agreed. Let's do it!

What's going on?

No idea. It looks like a conspiracy.

What are they doing?

- A moment, Hans. - Hey! Are you nuts?

Sorry, but I had to come get you.

The guys need to discuss something, and felt you should be there, too.

- I have nothing to do with them! - But it's really important.

Typical! Without me, they're lost. Lead the way...

And I was just getting Erika good and worked up...

Looks like a tribal council.

What a bunch of wankers!

So, losers... what's up?

Did someone sneeze at you?

You had something to tell me?

We're sick and tired of you.

Shit, are you drunk?

Your showing off is no longer welcome.

So you want to take it up with me? Well, here I am.

This is ridiculous.

We'll finish off these wankers in no time at all.

Sorry, count me out this time.

Leopold always sides with the strongest.

Fucker...

You think everyone is an asshole, but we'll teach you differently.

Don't touch me.

This is for Lolli!

For Uta!

This is for Barbara!

- This is for Christina! - You signed your death certificate!

You should have your nuts crushed!

You dog!

Uta, Lolli, Annette, Erika, Susi, Christina!

We've had it with you fucking our girls!

You filthy pig!

This is for Nonni! For fucking her and then calling her a whore!

I didn't want that.

I didn't want that.

I didn't want that.

I didn't want that.

I didn't...

I didn't come here to listen to these kind of stories.

But you should.

Only through such examples may we better understand young people today.

They had a show about young girls on TV...

...that was quite different.

Even the serious papers write...

"Schoolgirls are innocent, serious and chaste."

This should be our basic principle...

...when dealing with isolated cases of moral abnormality.

Ladies and gentlemen, there are forces at work today covering up the facts.

The Institute of Sexual Science at the University of Hamburg...

...has published the following numbers based on thorough studies.

I think you'll find them interesting.

According to the figures from this institute...

...not only puberty, but also sexual activity have moved up three to four years.

This is very significant!

Many girls now start menstruating at the age of nine.

By the age of 13, 40 to 60% of boys...

...and 20 to 30% of girls have already masturbated.

By age 16, it was 80 to 90% of boys, and 30 to 50% of girls.

Almost all boys and over 50% of girls have stated...

...they would rather have actual sexual intercourse...

...than the self-pleasuring which awakens the longing for a partner.

As for petting, the fondling of secondary and primary genitals...

...without intercourse...

...is of little importance among 13-year olds...

...with five to nine percent reporting experience with breast petting.

But by age 15, it's up to 50% of students.

Think about that.

And by age 16, 70% of boys and 80% of girls have experienced this.

As for petting that involves touching the genitals...

...only two to six percent of 13-year olds have experienced this.

But by age 16, 50% of boys and nearly 60% of schoolgirls have.

Note that girls make up the larger percentage.

Those who have not yet had sex engage in petting once or twice a month.

Sixty percent of boys ejaculate, and 40% of girls reach orgasm.

By age 15, 10% of girls and 15% of boys have had sex.

Any exceptions tend to point upwards.

With the consent of parents at an all-girls' school...

...where none were older than 14...

...one study found that out of 48 girls...

...47 were no longer virgins, as the Bible defines virginity.

By age 16, 30% of schoolgirls...

...and 35% of boys have had sex.

By age 17, 50% have had sex.

That's one in two, regardless of upbringing, education or gender!

We may therefore assume that 50% of all schoolgirls...

...have had intercourse by age 17.

Those are the results of scientific research and hard to refute.

Moralizing or manipulation won't change that.

And one more thing.

The Hamburg institute also determined that 67% of all fathers...

...and 41% of all mothers...

...don't know that their daughters have already had sex.

And that should give us something to think about.

From this, man derives the belief..

...that he is the crown of creation.

Ah, but he is wrong!

Let's take an example from history.

Look at Catherine the Great, empress of Russia.

What were men under her rule?

Marshals, generals, princes, counts. She subjegated them all!

She ruled with maternal wisdom...

...beyond the petty jealousy, ambition and pride of men.

She represents proof of my theory...

...that men should be relegated to certain positions.

Down with the Italian.

Hey! What are you doing? I'm going down!

Put me back up!

Put me back up!

In reality...

...we women are the stronger sex!

This is even seen in play.

For example, what girl plays with a toy train?

Actually, everything men do is a form of play.

Imagine a train conductor without his hat...

...and he wouldn't be a conductor anymore.

Take a manager's secretary away, and he's nothing.

Girls, what's so funny about my lecture?

There's a man in the window, professor.

A man in the window?

You must be dreaming. All you think about is men.

How could my lecture make you think of men?

But that's typical of puberty.

You really must learn to focus on reality.

Where were we? Yes... the play instinct.

This is especially evident in sexual behavior.

As part of my research, I observed a bowling club...

...and what did they talk about?

You can guess.

They only talked about women, their own sexual performance...

...and tried to one-up each other on the size of their penis.

By the way, ladies, you must keep in mind...

...that a man's penis is only half as big as he says it is.

But please, girls.

I am flattered that you find my presentation so amusing...

...but don't forget that sexuality...

...and the ensuing problems...

...are quite serious, indeed!

They can even be critical, which they are...

...because of the aspect of procreation.

Even here, when it comes to joining the penis and the vagina...

...we women are stronger...

...because we decide whether to tolerate the act, or not.

What's more...

- You weren't here earlier. - She had diarrhea.

How remarkable of you to show up in spite of it!

A man would take a small problem like that and turn it into a drama.

Be still, my child.

Once again we see that women are in truth the stronger sex...

...as your behavior demonstrates so clearly.

The decisive factor that has made the position of women stronger...

...is the invention of "the pill."

There are some women...

...who, while performing their so-called marital duties...

...experience pleasure in orgasm.

And there are also...

What's going on?

Where was I? Oh, yes...

...who experience pleasure in orgasm.

And there are also sad cases where women fake these orgasms.

That's on the one had.

On the other hand, among men, as a rule...

...it's not about a fleeting union...

...but sexual intercourse with a lasting partner...

...as evidenced by families with many children.

Come, darling! Let's make amore!

Look at my big cannon.

Now you'll get the big one!

What's going on?

Must be the janitor working on the supply lockers.

I really don't know what's so funny.

Is it my lecture, or the clumsy janitor?

Mr. Hamstengl, please stop!

We were talking about intercourse. Sometimes the woman is on top...

...and sometimes on the bottom.

This is the interplay of the sexes that runs throughout all of our history...

...and is determined by affection.

In practice, you lie on your back, spread your legs...

...and slowly count to 33.

With older couples, women tend to close their eyes...

...and count sheep.

Hey!

- Have a go with me, too, okay? - Okay.

There remains the question of the frequency of intercourse.

Concerning this topic, there are thousands of old country sayings.

It must be contractors. I can hear sawing.

Yes... the old country sayings.

Men have 5,000 "shots" in their life.

If you'll pardon the expression, it's not mine.

If a man marries young...

...starts having sex at 20, and does it every day...

...his capacity would be exhausted after 13.69 years.

Now I've had enough!

Will this thumping ever stop?

Where were we?

Yes, frequency.

These are only imprecise numbers...

...in which the action, the performance,...

...the motion of the partner plays a role.

We must also talk briefly about another subject: same-sex love.

On the one hand, there is love between men...

...and on the other, between women.

Mr. Hamstengl, will you stop that banging at once?

Surely, you must be finished!

This is completely uncalled for!

She's never heard of Italian thoroughness.

How can I teach with such a racket going on?

Where was I? Gisela?

The queers and lesbians.

What language!

Well, same-sex relations...

...to describe it more properly...

...were common among wealthier families.

Think, for example, of the circles of artists and philosophers.

Same-sex love has also found expression in criminal law.

I've given you a comprehensive overview of human sexuality...

...and in conclusion, I hope I've demonstrated to you...

...that it is not the men who dominate in life...

...but rather, it is we women.

Miss, since you seem to enjoy this class so much...

...it will certainly give you pleasure...

...to demonstrate what you have learned.

But that must be done in front of the class.

Please come to the board...

...take a piece of chalk...

...and show us what you have learned.

Now, draw the male genitals on the board.

And Gisela will provide the proper names for each part.

However, please us only the terminology from the "Sexual Education Atlas".

We don't want to conclude this class with any filthy language.

The scrotum, the penis, also called phallus...

...the glans...

...the public hair...

...and the urethra.

Good!

That's very good!

I must say, you have artistic talent.

What's so funny?

I think it's time to wipe it off.

A cock!

Even though there's no moral, I admit that was a funny story.

I, myself, have witnessed an unfortunate case in a village in southern Germany.

It was so shocking that people hardly believed it was possible.

Hello.

- How did you get here, Herbert? - I snuck in through the back.

Nobody saw me.

- I have to study! - You'll enjoy a little love.

Your schoolwork can wait.

- You're so forceful today. - You know it's because I like you.

- Let me make love to you. - What if my father comes?

He's probably passed out drunk.

- You excite me so much! - That tickles...

- I don't know if this is right. - It's the most natural thing in the world.

- I'm scared. - Nonsense!

Don't... please, don't.

Relax, Marlis, I'll be very gentle.

- You like me kissing your breasts? - Yes.

- That feels good. - You see?

Well, I never!

There you go, Herbert.

Stealing my innocent daughter's virginity!

It seems I woke up just in time.

Oh, don't get so worked up!

It was nothing. Nothing happened.

We'll see.

You get back in the house! I'll deal with you later.

What's...

What's your problem?

We men... have to stick together.

The girl is still protected by law.

You're in for a major shock!

A bit of fucking doesn't have to lead to marriage.

You rich farmers think you own the world...

...but I'll haul you into court...

...and you're going to bleed, big time!

You like a good drink.

Here.

Now we're friends again. Let's just forget what happened here.

My memory is much better than that.

Here! So you can forget it once and for all.

You can put your daughter on ice, for all I care!

A farmer will always be a farmer...

...and a poor bastard will always be a poor bastard.

- Do you love him? - I don't know.

Where did you meet him?

At a dance. Where else?

Of course you like him, the big, rich farmer!

Did you think he would marry you?

Silly goose.

Stop crying!

Here. Buy yourself something.

Now get back to your schoolbooks and make something of yourself!

- Hey, we need to talk. - I'm eating.

- You owe me money. - You're a tough one!

- Here. Now leave me be! - You're a hundred short.

I know, but I can't shit the money!

You're a bachelor. What do you need money for?

- For the girls. - A lady-killer, eh?

You can say that again! I never pass up a chance.

So... how much would you pay for a nice virgin?

Nice, tender veal.

All nice and round and firm!

Doesn't sound too bad. I'd be interested.

I have one for you.

Really?

But one thing. You'll forget about the hundred if it works out.

Sounds reasonable.

- Marlis? - Yes?

You have to keep the window closed.

- I closed the shutters. - Good. that's reasonable.

- Would you do me a favor, Marlis? - Of course.

You remember that thing with Herbert, when you were fooling around?

Yes... so?

You enjoyed it. Do you want to do it again?

- Me? - Who else?

With Herbert?

No, not Herbert. With someone else.

With a total stranger? No... I won't.

But it'll be all right.

I'll get there just in time and toss the bastard out.

- Will you do it? - Why should I?

I want to get even with someone who's said some bad things about you.

You deserve better, because you're my good girl.

So, you're the girl who wants to do it.

You know, I'm pretty good with the ladies.

I love young things like you!

Don't fight it! I'm going to give it to you!

So, couldn't you resist him?

I barely turn around and my daughter turns into a whore?

Why didn't you come to help me?

I didn't know you'd give in so quickly!

Well, don't worry about it. It can't be changed now.

It's not so bad.

Things like that happen a thousand times every hour in this world.

Here's something to console you.

And stop crying! It's starting to get on my nerves!

This story is already bad enough, so let me be brief.

The father continued to pimp out his daughter for months.

He sold her as a schoolgirl...

...and it seems that for certain men, schoolgirls are considered a delicacy.

Nevertheless, this story has an ending...

...that restores one's faith in humanity.

Hi, Marlis! Nice to see you again.

I'm headed to town. Come on, I'll give you a lift.

This is nice of you!

You've been avoiding me, haven't you?

Yes, I have.

- Why? - Because I'm ashamed.

I know everything. This is a village, and people talk.

Everyone knows your father is pimping you out.

You know about that?

Then I can tell you why I've avoided you.

I like you, and I didn't want people to see you with a whore like me.

There you go... those silly people again.

Let's go to your place so they can see that we're together.

And I'll teach your father a lesson!

- You belong in jail. - Watch your mouth!

What a wonderful father, who pimps his own daughter!

What makes that any of your business?

- I'm going to marry Marlis. - You, marry Marlis?

What did you have for breakfast?

I pity you.

If Marlis stays with you...

...she'll continue to prostitute herself to support your addiction!

Marlis and I are leaving!

How could such a nice girl have such a bastard for a father?

If you cause any trouble, I'll have you arrested!

That fucking brat! What's a man to do?

I think this story demonstrates...

...that young people often have better morals...

...than we tend to think.

You keep pestering me about that.

I am a dedicated educator, and we have raised great boys and girls.

But I'll tell you a story that demonstrates...

...how quickly we teachers can get into risky situations.

It involves a schoolgirl. Let's call her Lore Brinkmann.

Positions. Go!

Further back.

Riposte!

That's it!

Take smaller steps.

Good job! You kept yourself forward.

But you should try to loosen up... in the elbow.

Don't stare at me. I just think you're talented and I want you to get even better.

I want that, too.

Thank you. That's all for today.

Did you see Mr. Wedekind fooling around with Lilo?

- I think Lilo likes him. - Here she comes!

Hi, Lilo. Will you help me with my paper?

I don't have time today, but you can copy mine tomorrow.

That's actually better, because I have a date today.

He's a real banger!

You and your guys! As good as the last one?

Bye, Lilo!

Lilo planned to stay a bit longer in the shower.

Soon, the men would come in, including Mr. Wedekind...

...with whom she was in love.

It's not uncommon for schoolgirls to have a crush on a teacher.

- You're still here, Lilo? - I'm finished here, but I'm glad to see you.

I wanted to thank you. You're a great partner!

- Why are you the only one here? - I've been waiting.

For whom?

For you.

I'm not a child anymore. I know how it works.

I'm your teacher, Lilo. Get ahold of yourself!

- I love you! - I like you too, but...

I must have you! I watch you in class...

...and I imagine you taking me, that you're making love to me!

You have to fuck me right now, or I'll go crazy!

But Lilo, no matter how much I like you, there are boundaries!

Not for people who love each other.

Lie back. You are right.

You shouldn't seduce a schoolgirl. I'll seduce you!

I'll fuck you and show you that I'm a real woman!

You're just as I imagined. Just as sweet. Just as strong.

You're driving me insane!

What have we done?

That must never happen again.

Never again.

Lilo! How did you get in my car?

I've been longing for you, my big, strong bear.

Get that out of your head, Lilo!

I can't, my darling!

I think you're sweet, but we have to be realistic.

I'll have time to be realistic when I'm 75.

Please stop that!

Can't we go somewhere and be alone?

Somewhere I can make you happy.

It is certainly permissible for people to love one another...

...without regard for their jobs...

...but for teachers, who are in an especially delicate position...

...it is entirely different.

The public sees the teacher as an institution...

...and forgets he is also human.

I've been with other men...

...but none has understood my sexual needs like you!

- We are not allowed to do this! - Can love be forbidden?

You surely understand what I'm getting at.

We're here to judge people who are in love.

But first, let me finish Mr. Wedekind's story.

What's wrong?

What's happening?

Lilo...

...I love you...

...but our love is forbidden.

I'm scared.

This won't have a happy ending.

We're not alone in this world.

What're we're doing is insane.

If this is insanity...

...then insanity is the most beautiful thing in the world.

I can't live without you.

Please stop!

I think I should have mentioned that Mr. Wedekind was married.

You never smoked in the bedroom before.

And you don't have time for the children anymore.

You've been ignoring me, too.

What's wrong, darling?

Do you have a problem, darling?

No, I'm just exhausted.

I've had a lot of work.

You're exhausted all the time!

You're just imagining things.

Is it that girl? Tell the truth.

What girl?

Where did you get that idea?

That girl who calls and always hangs up when I answer.

A girl? Where did that come from? You're imagining things.

You're lying...

...and you're a poor liar.

You're either a coward, or you're worried about hurting me.

But it doesn't matter.

One day, and it may be soon...

...you'll have to choose.

It's either that young thing, or me and your children.

Good night.

Darling...

- Lilo... please! - I've been waiting for you.

- I need you so badly. - It's over!

We're just getting started.

You know I love you.

Stop it.

I want you!

No.

I said... it's over!

Get it?

I can never see you again!

You need me as much as I need you.

I love it when I can feel you...

...when you're inside of me.

It's over!

Christian!

Christian!

What's the matter?

You're the hottest lover I've ever had!

Please... let us be happy.

I said it's over! You're obsessed with sex!

Find someone else.

But I only love you.

That's not love! It's animal lust, nothing more.

You're as crazy about my body as I am about yours!

- Don't drag us through the mud. - Why not? We're behaving like pigs!

There's no real feeling between us!

Were we ever tender? Did we ever have a conversation?

No, we only did one thing: Fuck like animals!

But I'm human. I can't go on like this without going crazy!

But Christian, what about me?

You'll be better off, too...

...or you'll end up broken just like my wife, my children...

...and like me.

Be reasonable.

But I need you!

It's over! It must be over! I have a wife and children!

Go!

That's the story of my colleague.

But let's finish the girl's story as well.

The breakup was a terrible shock for her.

She was in a complete daze, and felt burned out...

...as if her world had collapsed on her.

What are you doing, miss?

Good afternoon. I'm gald you're feeling better.

Who are you... and where am I?

My name is Carsten Vollmann. I found you on the road back there.

I nearly ran over you. Now we're at a service area.

- Do you need a doctor? - No, I'll be all right.

If you're in trouble, miss, you can tell me.

I know about trouble.

If you need a friend, I'm here for you.

Things happen that make you want to kick yourself.

You're being very kind to me. Why? Do you find me attractive?

First, I believe in helping others, and second, I do find you cute.

Don't look at me like that.

It's only natural...

...you're a very nice person.

And not just because you're quite pretty.

Gratitude became friendship, and friendship turned into love.

True love, that is.

The feeling that satisfies not only the body, but also the soul.

Through Carsten, Lilo experienced that great feeling...

...that makes a person human.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, we've heard a lot...

...but now we must reach a decision.

As for Achim, Headmaster, the decision has been made.

I'm transferring my son to a private school.

Sybille can visit any time she wants.

If only I had the money to do that.

Don't beg, mother! Their minds are made up.

Is that really so?

They act based on what they know.

And that may be a bit too little...

...for the understanding that our schoolgirls need today.

The right decision would have been to keep the two at the school.

Because the relationship between Sybille and Achim...

...is based not on sex, but love.

And love is the foundation of life.