All language subtitles for The Practice of Love 1985 DVDRip x264-BiPOLAR

What do you think
of peep-shows?

Well, they are all right
as long as they remain honest.

What do you mean by "honest"?

As long as they remain clean.

A clean peep-show -
what's a clean peep-show for you?

It's a bit difficult
to tell you that here.

You obviously think the girls should
be clean. What do you mean by that?

The girls should be honest
in the first place.

And be interested in bachelors,
only.

The girls should be interested
in bachelors, only?

Right.

You are a bachelor, aren't you?
- Right.

I think they'll have trouble
with married men.

The girls or the married men?
- Both.

Both...

Have you ever been to
a peep-show?

Yes.

Did you like it?

Well, yes, it was quite nice.

THE PRACTICE OF LOVE

Can you hand me a Mark?

Video off!

You must leave at once!

You're disrupting business
and I don't want to be filmed.

But you aren't on the film!
How do you select your girls?

Are there certain expectations,
criteria?

If it were part of your job
that men...

would be allowed
to touch your body,

would you also like to work here?
- Oh no, certainly not.

I'd hate that.
Yes, I'm doing it...

because I myself -
because I like to touch my own body,

but if men were allowed to put
their hands on me, I wouldn't do it.

Are you ready?
- Yes.

One, two, three...

The persons
who profit from pornography...

can be found among
the top business-men.

Are you cracked?

It is they who profit from their own
gender's sexual distress...

and lust for obscenities.

The language of pornography
is a dark one,

echoing in the catacombs of society.

In this mechanical ballet...

the women are but objects,
display items.

Good afternoon.

A reservation was made for me -
Judith Wiener.

Where is the truck with
the most important freight?

In customs bond.

Somebody must have
leaked information.

You'll have to
give your people...

a better screening without
regard of their positions.

Hello!
Isn't that Judith?

Alphons!

What are you doing here?

That's a surprise.

Last time we met
it was in Vienna.

Aren't you still owing me something?

Now I could take time for you.

A barracuda, please.

That's on me.

The bill, please!

Two Manhattan.

7.

5.

3.

137.

137.

That's my room number.

What a pity to have to spend
a whole day in the train.

But by tomorrow I'll be in Vienna.

And we thought
you're a professional.

That's all nonsense.
We didn't make any mistakes.

Nevertheless, you blundered.
Now you can't pull out.

In case of further delays in transportation
we'll draw out conclusions.

That was bullshit, Dr. Schlögel.

Watch out...

or you'll make a mistake!

Mistakes,
mistakes are only made by others, right?

This time the others made a mistake
and found you out.

That wasn't our fault.

By the way, I've got an idea.

I guess you have.
You always burst with brilliant ideas.

I have a knife.

Yes, just a plain knife.

But sometimes such a knife
is also an idea, isn't it?

I'm very annoyed,

look at my shoes,

what a dirt - disgusting!

Monsieur Balfour,

I won't stand such methods.

Had you worked reliably, Monsieur,

nothing would have happened.

There was an exchange
at the Maiskirchen customs office.

Okay,
we had difficulties with the documents.

I know, so what?

They've randomly tightened the controls.

I know that too.

If you know all that as well as I do
you'll understand...

that I can't deliver at the moment.

It's quite impossible.

It would be much too dangerous,
for all of us!

Especially for you, monsieur.

You'd better find a quick way out...

or I'll find one.

And that would free you
of all your problems.

Is that clear?

Is this a threat?

I want you to know this.

And I hope we'll meet for
a cocktail next time.

I'll deduct the shoes from your money,
right?

Push off.

Cliff!

Come here!

A song!

Life is a game of dice!

Three, four:

Life is a game of dice.

Three, four:

Life is a game of dice

and every day we throw the dice.

Fate brings fortune to the one

and sorrow and trouble to the other.

Therefore let's go on, comrades...

Honey, you cheered at me

that's why I killed you, honey.

You knew that I couldn't stand it

but though you started laughing.

Yes, a double room...

for 3 days, yes please.

Yes,

fine,

I'm waiting for you,

do come!

What's happened?

Step back, please,
move on, please!

A young man had an accident
in the underground.

Terrible!
- How come?

We don't know but
he jumped in front of the train!

Please step back, move on!

Yes, please.
- Evening!

Is Dr. Schlögel in?

Yes, he's already there,

room No. 137.

How do I get there?
- Just turn to the left.

Attention!

Look right!

Haul down flag!

Hello!
I'd like to ask...

whether I could use your phone.

What for?
Do you need a doctor?

No, no, just a short phone call.

What, a phone call?

That's no phone booth here,
that's a hospital.

But none of the phone booths works!

This phone is for official use, only.

Sorry, young lady.

Arko, here!

A double whisky, please.

A double one?
- Yes.

Does it take long?

Yes, okay.

Right, I'll come.

The phone's free.

Josef?
- Frischkoff...

I'm sorry but my husband isn't in.

Good evening.

I'm waiting...

for your move.

Mrs. Wiener,
please call back urgently: 53 63 33.

Hello - this is Josef.

Why don't you call?

You must be back by now.

...that the subject of his cult
could be regarded from all angles.

Words by Marquis de Sade.

I'm sorry but we can't take that tape.

Please take it out.

Your report doesn't fit
into our program...

nor does it meet the standards
of our station,

even if me make a feature
on pornography.

Why?

That's a matter of taste.

Thank you.

Maybe you misunderstood the subject.

Maybe you did.

Do you know
where I can find room No. 250?

Over there to the right.

In modern medicine
epilepsy no longer is referred to...

as epilepsy alone...

but as epileptic syndrome.

Which means epileptic fits of
various kinds and degrees.

Josef!

What a surprise!

I got something for you.

How was it in Hamburg?

I missed you.

But it was only for a few days.

Long enough!

I'm sorry for the phone call
yesterday night.

I hope it wasn't too irritating.

It was a little late, though.

Do you have time for me, tonight?

Yes.

Will your wife permit it?

Wow!

That's all UN personnel!

Dr. Frischkoff?

Yes, please?

Criminal investigation.

It's a routine question.

It concerns Reinhard Flegel.

He had an accident
in the underground yesterday.

Look,

we know very well from our records...

that you treated him last year
while he was in prison.

He was being kept under surveillance
for his depressions.

That's possible,
but I'm not allowed to tell you anything.

Please turn to our registry where
you'll probably get your information.

United States, Washington.

President Reagan said
on the occasion of the burial...

of an unknown soldier from
the Vietnam war:

"they have returned undefeated."

The American mass media tried...

to use this
to ignite a renewed patriotism...

and preparedness for war.

We just get a tape
from our correspondent in Paris.

The notorious ex-politician and
entrepreneur Pierre Balfour...

who had to resign from civil service
on charges of corruption...

was shot to death
in his car in the afternoon.

He was not accompanied
by his body guard at that time.

It is assumed that this fact
was known to...

political extremists.

Mr. Balfour should have testified
tomorrow in a corruption affair.

He had frequently said to the press that,
if need be,

he'd put his cards on the table...

of the political landscape of France.

His empty briefcase was found...

a few hundred meters
from the site of the crime.

Sometimes,

sometimes I wake up in the middle
of the night and I'm frightened.

My heart beats like crazy.

I'm afraid of my future.

Why?

I don't quite understand that.

It's the feeling
that I have to be efficient,

to be present.

If I'm not present,
somebody could rob me of something.

And then I somehow
lose control over my life.

But our being together also is...

I don't yet know my way.

That's the difference.

You are just ambitious.

What does it mean, ambition,

if I want to make my way,
if I want to be successful.

What's so bad about it.

Don't get so excited.
Other people are working, too.

I'd like a taxi, please.

Evening, hello.

Where have you been?

I think you are deceiving me.

Since when are you spying on me?

Do you really need
a drink now?

Yes,

do you really need
a drink now?

Didn't you have enough?

You women don't know any limit.

Do you always have to carry
that recorder with you.

Do you want to control me.

Leave me alone!

Didn't you have enough?
You women don't know any limit.

Yes, you shouldn't drink so much.

You've had enough for today.

Drinking only makes fat and ugly,
and from a certain age on...

Just stop patronizing me.

You call that patronizing?
It's just for your good!

Look at your skin!

Women who drink are unsavory.

They talk nonsense all the time,

say everything five times...

and expect that
they are five times listened to.

Oh Lord,
how the women get on my nerves!

Suddenly they are getting on your nerves.

Why then do you always need several?

Me and your wife?

You can go on
but I go to bed now.

And it'd be just sensible
if you went to bed, too.

Into which bed?

In yours or in mine?

What are you doing?

I'll be there in a minute,
I'm already here...

Stop that!
Can't you check yourself?

Am I not a good dog?

Do you want to provoke me?

Don't be so hysterical!

Let me be your doggy dog.

Your watch dog.

I'll protect you,

I won't leave you alone.

The idea that there is a suitcase
ready to be packed...

if it doesn't work with us any longer
shouldn't exist.

I can't expect myself to change
or expect that you change.

You love two women,

why should I say
I can bear it...

that you love another one beside me
if I can't bear it.

I can only understand it
because I'm doing the same.

I just want you to care for me.

Don't I care for you?

Don't I care for you?

What else shall I do for you?

I could sleep with your face,

with your eyes...

that are the nuts...

hiding your love.

Good day.
- Good day.

I'm here because of the tape.
- Yes, the accident,

I know,
the manager's office rang me up.

Yes,

I had it prepared for you.

Excellent.

Will you follow me, please?
- Yes.

Yes?
- Yes.

Well, come along.

Yes, please.

Be careful, there...

Please leave St. Stephan's station.

Please leave the station.

Everything clear?

Can you do without me?

Yes, thank you.

Mrs. Margarete Flegel?

Mrs. Flegel, please sign here...

that you were given back
your son's clothes, his documents,

his keys and the other things.

Then you can take them with you.

And don't forget what I told you.

For us the case hasn't been settled yet.

Yes.

The photos are to be developed.
I need them urgently.

Franz, have you started again?

Hallo Günther!

Hallo Judith!

Have the police yet released
detailed information on...

the suicide in the underground station?
I'd like to make it.

This Reinhard Flegel...

was identified
by his mother last night.

That's not a big story...

What I've been planning to do
for a long time...

I'd like to do something on the situation
of the unemployed youths.

to get the young people off the street
by offering them jobs with the army.

Look,
you know that it's not possible...

under the present circumstances,
but...

let's talk about it.

But I'll come back to it.

Wait...

That's the underground victim.

Where is the other half?

No idea.

Mrs. Wiener,
here are the developed photos.

Thank you.

Look,

the man who leaves...

No idea.

We really don't know how it happened.

Do you remember any remark
of your brother?

I've been moved by the accident,
I was there, so to speak.

Do you think it was suicide?

What makes you think of it?

Mrs. Flegel!

Look, Mrs. Flegel,

in spite of your sad loss...

we have to insist on you
telling us all you know about your son.

Without sufficient motivation
this case can't be released.

He hadn't been home for days.

He didn't even call.

You must not,
under no circumstances,

tell anything concerning his job...

or the company.

He always kept the most
important things to himself.

We've always been grateful
for the opportunities...

you offered him.

That's all...

that's left to us.

God,
it always was difficult with him.

I never knew where he was...

except when he was in jail.

I beg your pardon for disturbing you
in such a situation but...

it could be important:

Do you know where that is?

Do you know the place?

No.

Moreover, you set a criminal offense
if you hold back information...

that could be crucial
for the final clearing up.

You are, of course, free to visit me
within the next few days...

should something
have come into your mind.

I'll be at your disposal
at any time.

Nobody shall be given
more information...

than can be obtained
from his documents.

Don't let any strangers in.

And at the police...

refuse to give evidence,
is that clear?

Yes.

You are silent, hm?

There is nothing more to say to you.

Please go now.

But he must have had friends...
- Please do leave!

I've just been waiting for you.

May I accompany you home?

I'd like to be with you.

How was your day?

Good.

Oh, thank you.

What's up?

Demonstration?

Shall we look?

This program, made in 1966 by
Dr. Josef Weizenbaum,

professor for computer sciences,

is called "Doctor"...

and is a parody of a psychotherapist...

speaking to his patient.

Do practising psychiatrists
earnestly believe...

that this computer program
could be further developed...

to serve as a nearly automated
form of psychotherapy?

Even professor Weizenbaum
was doubting that.

The strange thing is...

how quickly and intensively
various persons...

can communicate with this program,
which is very primitive in its concept,

and how they are able...

to establish sort of an emotional
relationship to the computer...

by ascribing to it
clearly human characteristics.

But one has to distinguish between
human and artificial intelligence...

for otherwise one would have to
regard man as a machine.

Colby is of the opinion...

that the development of a network of
therapeutic computer terminals...

is not beyond imagination.

Finally I want to cite Weizenbaum again:

One of the consequences...

of modern science has been...

that the question...

"which aspects of life
can be formalized"...

was transformed by the moral question
how and in which form...

is a cognition of the responsibilities
and obligations...

of mankind possible"...

into the question:

"to which technological category...

does the human species belong?"

Thank you. Superb.

Thank you, professor.

Thank you for lecturing.

Thank you, doctor.

It's come off well, hasn't it?
- It's come off well, yes.

I'm waiting for you in the institute.

See you later, yes.

That was in the papers
of the case history.

Maybe it fits the other half
of the photo of this Flegel,

Reinhard Flegel.

What you are investigating.

I still have to go to lecture hall two.
Do we meet tonight?

Yes.
No, I can't tonight.

Okay. Ciao.

Car one calls headquarters, reply.

Urgent,
we need urgent support on action site.

Come, come, come!

Out with the chests, hurry up.
Do you need help? Go ahead.

Hands up! Go.

The truck remains confiscated.
The driver is still in detention.

He won't be able to do so much longer.
We have to do something.

Where is the truck
with the most important freight?

In customs bond.

There's no chance to get it out
for the time being.

Somebody must have leaked information.

You'll have to give your people
a better screening...

without regard of their positions.

Is that clear?

Yes,

that's quite clear.

What are you doing here?

Especially for you, monsieur.

You'd better find a quick way
out or I'll find one.

And that would free you of all your
problems, is that clear!

There you got hold
of something dangerous.

Together with the other evidence
it will suffice...

for a good story.

Go on meeting him,

maybe he'll whisper it
in your ear in bed.

Recorded on June 28,
probably by Reinhard Flegel.

The singing soldiers...

Judith, be careful!

That's one size too big for you!

Yes, hello?

Hello Judith,

are you alone?

I must talk to you
before leaving.

When?

Early in the afternoon.

As always?

See you later.

I'll wait.

Madam, the key, please.

No, thank you.

Please give this to Dr. Schlögel.

Yes, I'll do so.
- Thank you.

Good bye.
- Good bye, madam.

No...

No idea.

Is there still anything
between the two of us?

I'm glad to see you.

Yes, there is something
between the two of us.

And we believed you to be a professional.
That's all nonsense.

We didn't make any mistakes.

Nevertheless, you blundered.
Now you can't pull out.

In case of further delays in transportation
we'll draw our conclusions.

That was bullshit, Dr. Schlögel.

Watch out!

Are you crazy?

Where did you get that from?

It seemingly isn't so difficult
to get at those things.

Especially if somebody has enemies.

Have you been blackmailed?

Why do you keep that?

Is this your ambition?

What a mean little spy you are.

Do you think that this is journalism?

What are you going to do with it?

It's also dangerous.

Dangerous, for whom?

For me or for you?

Do they warn you?
Do they tell you what to do?

You have no morals,
but it's too late, anyhow.

It will kill you in the same way
as you are killing others.

Inquiry negative.

Thank you.

You are out of your mind
to carry that tape in your bag.

Good heavens,

that's typically female,

you just dump everything into your bag
but you never won't find a thing.

Cassettes are reproducible,
did you forget that?

Look,

let's straighten that out.

You tell me where you got the tape from
and all will be settled.

You don't believe you could
make a story out of that.

What do you mean by
straightening that out?

You surely won't get off that easily.

That's not just a matter
between you and me.

I don't yet know everything
but enough to do something with it.

Traffic control center!

Is this a threat?

You haven't got the brain
to link all that.

You have no idea of business.

All you see is your silly
picture book stories with a morale.

to write about abused women, kids.

You are crazy.

What might happen to you
if they find out...

that you're poking your nose
into their business?

Haven't you got enough brain?

I'll keep the photo and the cassette
for your safety.

That's the end of our dates,
understood?

You're lying to me,
you're lying to your wife...

You say that you want to separate
from her and then you...

remain stuck in your...

in your marriage.

That's just neurotic,
you're not knowing what you want.

You are always wanting
what you don't have.

Just one big lie for life,
all your relations!

Do marriages,

families cause neuroses?

Marriage,
the breeding place for neuroses,

that's your stupid opinion.

The only thing is -
you don't want to marry.

But then you are alone.

What do you want to have changed?

A good mistress
doesn't like changes.

It's her task to foster...

what's special in the man,
in me.

You are just afraid to lose power.

Yes!

Power has its value.

Can you tell me what my value is?

That hatred that spills out of you,
this suffering,

this humbleness,
that's all blackmail!

I've long stopped suffering, my potential
for being humbled by you is exhausted!

One of the most common forms
of silliness...

is egotism.

I want to be free, free!

To be free is for you to be free
from responsibility...

That's all self-deception!
Your way of egotism.

A 10-year carnage among the Troyans.

Women, children, cultural signs included.

The oldest challenge
of the Occident...

is not the revenge of God,

not the Deluge,
it is the slaughter of man.

The danger of self-destruction is inherent
to the European culture...

and hovers over our life,
our love,

it is our god.

I haven't cried for years...

and I've got used to it.

It seems as if the rain
were beating applause.

I was wishing you would be
the guardian of my hopes.

I was longing to feel beautiful,

intelligent, spontaneous,
enthusiastic with you.

I thought to have found it,

it, of which I think
it could make my forces grow.

You are an egotist.

Am I an egotist...

if I say that I need this force?

If I have enough strength
I can give you back from mine.

Or...

do you want this mediocrity
of living side by side?

We make us a present of ourselves.

Whereby shall I know myself?

By the moves of my hand?

By the sound of my laughter...

that dies
without having reached anybody?

You are without a limit.

You don't want to know a limit.

We should keep more distance...

to better respect authority.

I know,
you ask for more indifference...

but you say distance and you mean
blurred circumstances.

A less urgent desire
to own the other one,

less observation.

So that you'll become inaccessible,

that you can indulge happily
in your weaknesses.

And yours like traces in sand,
so without any character.

won't change my habits.

Your good advices are like punches.

When will I ever comprehend that
confidence is not of this world,

is obsolete.

Do I have to be ashamed
to have my own opinion?

A child...

one has to be ashamed of,

this, my opinion?

You are even defending
the architecture of a moment.

When I realized
that I was lying to myself,

that I made compromises,
used tricks,

had understanding,

felt ashamed of my dreams,

then I realized that I had grown up.

Truth is always in danger
to be taken by the devil...

and to be gorged by monsters.

We took the trouble to scrutinize
all your information...

and to coordinate it with
other departments.

As I already told you,

we could not find any more
suspicious facts and...

yours were not sufficient enough.

Apart from that, the Home Office
has imposed a complete ban on it.

But I can't understand that
you haven't come...

to the same conclusions as I did,
with all the information you got from me.

The state has, moreover,
a moral obligation,

your personal judgement
shouldn't be decisive.

What we believe, my dear,
is not important.

These are clear pieces of evidence,
they can be verified,

that's not a matter of beliefs.

Should there be actually
a real longing for peace,

as is emphasized over and over,
then the state doesn't seem to have it.

Otherwise it would not become
the accomplice...

I must warn you!

Moderate your words or you'll have to
bear the consequences.

I assume that a person's right
is equivalent to his power.

If one stands up for something...

Your altruistic views shall disguise...

that you want to make a career,
right?

You want to create attention.

But not with us.

You've still got to learn a lot Mrs...

What I've really got to learn...

is to accept the mediocrity
and the lies that surround me.

The poor political responsibility
of those around me.

But I should have more courage,

more courage for banality.

Then I'll go to the Home Secretary.

Cliff, sit!

I kiss your hand, madam,
I kiss your hand.

I am the wife of Dr. Alphons Schlögel.

My husband has been arrested.

But he isn't guilty.

I know that he met here with women.

But what should I have done
to prevent it?

But, madam...

I think...

hope that except for you and me...

there is nobody to whom
his affairs are known.

I would be very much obliged...

if you kept this secret...

because in spite of all -
I love my husband.

Thank you very much.
Be sure that a Dr. Schlögel...

will be completely unknown
in this place.

Come!