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SIGNS OF LIFE

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Script, direction, production
Werner Herzog

Stop!

What's the matter?

It’s so hot! Bring him over there.

There must be water,
over there, in that house.

He’s almost dead.

Four weeks after the parachutist
Stroszek was transferred to Crete,

he was wounded and had to be
withdrawn from battle.

He and another soldier had been shot
at by partisans in the west,

near the town of Chania.

It occurred during a lull
in the fighting,

in a village held by the Germans.

Stroszek's companion
lost his life.

- What's she saying?
- I don't understand.

After convalescence, Stroszek was
sent to Cos in the Dodekanes.

On that island
there had been no fighting.

It was peaceful there.

A helpful officer sought to
find a post

where Stroszek could spend
the rest of the war

without seeing any more action.

The occupation of the island was
peaceful,

and only required a garrison of 60.

Stroszek was separated
from the main garrison

and stationed in the old fortress.

His Greek wife, Nora,
and two other soldiers,

Meinhard and Becker,
lived together with him there.

A previous guard informed them
about their duties.

The only entrance, which could
be reached by a bridge,

had to be kept locked at night.

Parts of the town had been destroyed
several times by earthquakes.

As a result, old relics were often
found under the ruins.

The Venetians began to use relics
to fill in the walls of the fortress.

After the walls were finished,

this was no longer possible.

There was an ammunition depot in the
main courtyard

which was abandoned by the Greeks
and had to be guarded

even though the Germans couldn’t
use it in their own weapons.

Guarding this was
their only real task.

The living quarters were located in
a newer building in the fortress.

There was an unfinished museum
and the house of the restorer

had been requisitioned by the army.

The surroundings had
a strange effect on Stroszek,

but he could find
no explanation for this.

However, the others adapted themselves
quickly to the place.

Stroszek had tried his hand at
various jobs without success.

At one time he had been a salesman.

But he had always wanted to emigrate
to Canada or Australia.

Then he thought of going to Chile,

since he knew a family there.

Nora nursed him in the hospital.

Stroszek had been granted special
permission to marry her.

What a shame that the people had to
leave all their belongings behind.

The household crockery,
their little pictures.

How touching it all is.

And now we are making ourselves
comfortable here.

- Do you understand me?
- Yes.

If this war goes on much longer,

we’ll spend a long time here.

If the war lasts very long,

I might have a baby here.

The words are hard to read because
they run into each other.

It’s beautiful.

Becker had often missed school
because of illness.

Still, he passed his exams with
the highest marks.

When war came, stronger men were
found unfit for service.

He passed his physical, but soon
fell ill after he was drafted.

This is Meinhard, and this is Becker.

Meinhard was formerly a barkeeper,

until one of his customers was
killed in a brawl.

He then became a crane operator.

It paid better anyway.

Everything’s full of oil here.

Here everything’s full of oil.

Salad in oil, fish in oil, meat,

machine gun in oil.

What a shitty country!

Empty, no ammunition.

Are we supposed to shoot with grease?

Okay, I’ll get it.

I couldn’t fix a decent meal today.
Salt and other things are missing.

It doesn't matter.

We have wine instead.

No thanks, not for me.

It tastes like turpentine.

Dammit! This place is full of roaches.

- So what?
- They’re not harmful.

They are the most repulsive things
on earth.

They don’t even bite.

It’s not that.

They snap and pop all night long,
just like this.

Just like that all night.

Becker, listen, I’ve got it.

The trap has to be placed against
the wall,

since the roaches always keep
running along the walls.

It works like this. Look!

The roach runs up this board or ramp

until it arrives at this trap,

which moves at the slightest touch.

Then it falls into the funnel,

either this way or that way.

It should be baited, but with what?

What do you think they eat, sugar?

One could try it.

Stroszek volunteered from the beginning
for sentry duty at night.

The lights in town were never put
out at night.

He loved to sit facing the town

in order to show the world that he
was still functional.

Everyplace else had been bombed:
only this place was spared.

Stroszek thought that he could detect
a kind of anticipation in the town

which somehow attracted him and seemed
to offer him a challenge.

Unbelievable! There really are
roaches in here!

What?

There are even two of them!

It's crazy!

I know I’ve got some insecticide
somewhere.

Where did I put it?
Ah! There!

This is the right seasoning.

That’s what they get

for being so repulsive.

Do we have turpentine or something?

The brushes are getting sticky, we
can throw them away soon.

No, we don't.

Maybe hot water would work.

Are you crazy?

- Gasoline.
- Yes, gasoline.

Gas would do the job. I’ll pick
some up when I go in town.

I can mail the letters too.

Those damned idiots,

loading me down with a whole can.

And in this heat. Dammit!

Fucking shit!

That’s what I say about it.

Regulations!
Regulations, to hell with them!

Fucking hell!
Whore!

You took long enough.
I’m almost finished.

What do you mean, long?

You just can’t reason with those
idiots from supply.

I tell them I want a little gas.

They say they haven’t got any.

So I had to take a whole can.

That’s regulations for you.

Hurry up. I can’t take this fiddling
around much longer.

We’ve only been here two weeks,

and in two days
we won’t have any more work.

In 2 days we can twiddle our thumbs.

You are always napping anyway.

Don’t be angry. All work doesn’t have
to go so fast.

I brought you some "rhodakina,"
How do we say it?

- Peaches.
- Peashes.

Peashes... Peashes...

- Thank you.
- Not peashes, but peaches, peaches.

- Thank you very much.
- Please take seat.

I’ll make my rounds on the bike.
Guarding is not my forte.

There’s hardly any goat’s milk.
So we have to drink black coffee.

Aha.

Aha, what?

I’ve always said

that goat’s milk is shit,
it tastes like he-goat.

Besides, she doesn’t give any milk.

Maybe we should sell her.

Who would buy her?
She’s as old as Methuselah.

The founders probably brought her.

A pity. I imagined everything
to be so nice.

A goat that gives milk, hens that
lay eggs.

I imagined a pretty little garden.

But this place is too dry for that.

Well, Becker, what’s up?

Has the goat given any milk?
Found any eggs?

No, but there’s a strange fellow
outside the gate.

He wants to come in.

Do we know him, or what?

No idea, he says he’s a king.

A king? He must have a screw loose.

He’s well mannered.

Let’s have a look at him.

Although the isolation of the
fortress weighed on them,

the appearance of a stranger

was felt as a violation of a domain
which had to be defended.

Excuse the disturbance. I didn’t
realize that soldiers were here.

I think I’d better leave.

- I hope that I didn’t disturb you.
- Not at all.

Would you like to have some coffee?

Thank you, but please don’t bother.

I had intended to ask this gentleman
whether I could spend the night here.

I’m a stranger in this country.

There would be room enough.

No, this is military territory.

Actually, we have no objections.

Excuse my curiosity, but where do
you come from?

I’m not sure, but I think I was
born in Portugal.

I’m a gypsy, you know, and am
probably from Portugal.

I was there as a small child.

You say that you’re a king?

Does this thing work?

That’s nice. Where did you get it?

I’ve had it for a long time.

Tell us some more.
This is a rare occasion.

I really am a king. I became separated
from my tribe as a child.

Since then I’ve been searching
for them.

I’ve been practically everywhere
in Germany for a long time,

in Poland, England, and Spain.

I was in Rumania too.

I’m not ashamed of my poverty,
I can live on this.

Sometimes I do card tricks.

It is quite difficult for us gypsies.

What a strange person.

Who?

I mean the gypsy.

Do you think he was lying?

Probably. I didn’t believe him.

He’s like a paper flower
compared to this one.

Can you make anything out of that?

It’s difficult because the words
run together.

Something’s missing here.

This word is “demos."

- What does “demos” mean?
- People.

“Kyna”, the dog...

Pardon me,
I used the wrong tense.

I have the feeling that life’s
rather unbalanced here.

Our duty here is as simple as one
can imagine.

But keeping watch all night...

And one doesn’t sleep long mornings.

It’s really too short.

Why do you always try to get us to
hurry?

We have plenty of time
so we can take things easy.

I caught
a hen that lays eggs.

And what eggs!

Look! A super egg from a super hen.

It's extraordinary.

On the stone,
it is written: the dog!

Could you give me the chalk for a
minute to try something?

Know how to hypnotize a hen?

You press its head to the ground and
draw a straight line from the bill.

We used to watch
my grandfather do that.

One could also draw a circle.

Then the hen would run in a circle
until it became exhausted.

Ever seen a caterpillar procession?

There are thousands of caterpillars
creeping through the woods.

If you change the direction of the
first one so it follows the last,

then they run in a circle,

around, and around, and around...

until they are exhausted.

That would be a new method to kill
insects.

Come here my dear...

What a stupid expression hens have.

It could hypnotize one.
Hen, who is hypnotizing whom here?

Watch now!
Ready, set, go!

See!

Isn’t that our king.

- Hello.
- Hello.

You’re still here?

This is a friendly place.
I’d like to stay for a while.

Have you found any of your clan yet?

You see, I’ve thought it over.

It could be,

that your clan is also
looking for you,

and since you are looking for them,

you both might be going in circles

and might never meet.

I don’t run in circles, others do.

Our people always change directions.

That’s crazy.

Look, I have a
card trick to show you.

Is that a normal pack of cards?

Yes, it’s legitimate.

All nines.
There must be a trick to it.

You must have a second pack up
your sleeve.

Oh, that’s a fine collection.

What's that?

Here is something for you.

- For me?
- Yes.

That’s a souvenir, a little
wooden owl.

You can buy one in any shop.

Look. The eyes are moving.

And the ears.

Let's see ... no.

Put it down.

It doesn't move any more.
Hold on !

Maybe hydro-pressure has something
to do with the movements.

It is already quite stiff.

Let me see.

The tail moves too.
Wait, it can be pulled out.

Something is moving inside, a fly!

Not Possible!

The poor things. There’s another
one. Look how it crawls.

It’s half dead.

It’s terrible to do such a thing.

He’s gone.

People here tell
a story about a submarine

that surfaced here a few days ago.

It happened towards evening.

Some of the crew came up on deck to
get some fresh air.

It was just sunset

and they were so impressed
by the setting sun

that they didn’t notice the enemy
planes approaching.

Well, some did notice them,

and they were able to escape
through the hatch.

They closed the hatch and submerged.

Three remained on deck

and were drowned.

No, I’m not uneasy.

What’s bothering you then?
What are you thinking about?

Take off your shoes.

Come here quickly, Meinhard!
Where is Stroszek?

He’s in the house with Nora.
What is it?

I have copies of the texts and even
translations of them.

Stroszek, come here for a minute.

This is Achmed.

He says he’s a Turk, and as a Turk
would normally pray 5 times a day.

But he only prays 3 times a day now

because the children scoff at him.

He has a printed copy of the
inscription.

- About our stone too?
- Yes!

About this one too.
I can read it to you, if you like.

Don’t mind if it is only fragmentary.
Much of it is omitted.

“... having shown reverence to the gods,

having offered thanks to the gods, also
the inhabitants of Cos...”

The text begins right in the middle.
It continues like this:

“... for the days are sure, the
merchants sigh no more,

and the ports join in the rejoicing.

For the seas are safe, the pirates
destroyed.

All the robbers and their chief
have been hanged,

even his dog has been hanged.”

I can’t make much of that.

You’ve got the wrong idea. The
ancient Greeks weren’t like that.

During the Olympic games, they put
stones between their knuckles

and covered them with leather straps.

They smashed their noses to pulp.

How beautiful it is when the worst
of the heat is gone.

Where is Becker?

He’s looking for new inscriptions.

Stop that nonsense. There aren’t
any fish there.

You just don’t know!

At full moon the whole sea
is full of them.

They’re only an inch or so long,
but there are shoals of them.

The whole world is full of vermin.

What a mood you’re in now.

What’s wrong?
Is it my fault again?

Is it because of that cock? It wasn’t
my fault, it was the children.

Yes, we know!

And we would have to find it.

Do you know what kangaroos look like
on Sunday?

Like this.

I can magnetize a knife.

Watch, ladies and gentlemen.

The greatest show on earth...

The magnetic current has to flow
through the arm into the knife.

You have to concentrate.

Watch, watch...

It should be a straight wall,
a smooth one.

There, now fold your arms.

You feel it in the legs.

The one who holds out longest
is the winner.

On certain days Stroszek became
confused and apathetic.

Now and then he undertook something
with haste, only to give it up again.

Nora acted prudently, but he began
to withdraw from her and the others.

You are a tough one.

But only because you’re light.

It’s no wonder.

Now I’m only against myself.

One time Stroszek stretched a rope
and tried tight-rope walking.

Meinhard ran for Nora to stop him.

But he was already on the rope by
the time she arrived.

But she retained her composure,
and he didn’t fall.

What on earth are you doing?

Lighting a cigarette.

Are you mad? We’ll all explode!

Oh, I see.

Unbelievable!

Give me the ones that are finished.

I said the finished ones.

All of them.

Now fill them with some powder

More wool. I didn’t find any
sawdust, but it should work.

How did you cut that?

Give me that!

Like this you see. That’s how
it should be done.

- Will that work?
- Yes

It will surely be like yesterday.
A cannon shot ...

No, not in any case.
I’ll show you.

I have the rocket here
if I put a little powder in it,

then some wool,

it won’t explode all at once.

It will go gradually, understand?

Before we proceed
we ought to try one out.

How many do you have?

1, 2, About 8.

Good. Wait to set them off.
I'll go get Nora.

It was Stroszek’s idea,

making the fireworks out of
the powder

taken from the shells in the depot.

But the others had to do the work

since Stroszek had again lapsed
into passivity.

Thank God that we have something
to keep us busy again.

Now we can try one out.

Yes, give me one of those.

Where are you going to set it off?

Over this shaft, here.

I just hold it like this,

light it with the cigarette,
and it will work just fine.

That will blow your hand to bits.

No problem at all.

Wouldn’t it be better to attach it
to a piece of wood?

You’re cowards!

- Take the other, instead.
- Step aside!

I won’t take any responsibility
for this.

Watch! I light it ...

During the night, partisans had
secretly laid out a crown

of light stones on the mountain.

It could be seen from a distance.

It didn’t signify immediate danger,

but it did distinguish
friend and foe.

Now that I can talk, what shall I say?

Come on in.

- I won’t disturb you?
- Absolutely not!

Well, then...

Where are you stationed?

Here in the town.

But there is nothing to do in this
place. I have no official duties.

I can practice all day long.

You’re really lucky, aren’t you?

Yes, but sometimes I have to carry heavy
objects, and that ruins my hands.

Then I have to start all over again
until my fingers loosen up again.

I’m actually running after my fingers.

I don’t understand much about music,
but you do play well.

That was Chopin.

You may think that the music
is fitting for this place,

but it's not.

It’s different, malicious.

Chopin himself was malicious,

he was unpredictable.

The only thing one could count on

was his bad cough.

Listen.

Don’t you hear it in the music?

Come in.

What’s the matter?

Nothing, nothing at all.

Come on and tell me about it.

Is it anything specific?

No, nothing special.

Then tell me what it is.

Well... no, I do feel at home in
the fortress,

and we get on well enough,

but I feel closed in somehow,

the walls...

Yes, I see what you mean.

You know that we brought you here,

you, Becker, Meinhard, especially
to give you a chance to recuperate.

Yes, I am happy about it.

Would you like to be sent on patrol
now and then?

That would be nice.

Look, I’ll send you to the southeast
ridge tomorrow.

- Yes?
- That’s not dangerous.

But we have to show up
there again, anyway.

- Take Meinhard
- Yes, it will be good for his knee.

I’ll show you which route to take
on the map.

- Stay in Section... 2.
- 2, Okay.

- First to the ridge, then the plateau.
- Plateau, yes.

You should be back by the afternoon.

Would you like to drink some water?

Wife, get some water for them!
Drink, it's cool.

You’re dripping with sweat.
Where are you from?

Drink as much as you like.
The water is good, isn't it?

Don't you want to sit down
for a bit and rest?

Do you want something else?
We don’t have anything to eat.

Sorry, there’s no bread.

You may have some more water, though.

The little one can hardly talk,
her mother is out with the sheep,

and I’m gone most of the night.

Now and then she goes
into town to visit her aunt Maria.

There she learns to talk a little.

It’s beautiful here,
there’s water and fresh air.

There are no children here
for her to talk to.

She can hardly talk at all.

Won’t you sing your song for them?

Come on, go ahead, sing it.

Sing it?

Sing it from the beginning.

High on the mountain,
lambs are grazing,

grazing there in loneliness.
One of them is lost.

Run, shepherds, run!
For over the mountains circle the...

circle the... circle the...

the vultures.

Drink that. It’s good in the heat.

You know that I can’t stand
this thin stuff.

The medical officer wants to examine
us today at five o’clock.

What? Our next examination wasn’t
scheduled for two weeks.

Don’t ask me why.
They do as they please with us.

Did you know that they are thinking
of sending you home?

Me?

Why me?

Because of yesterday on the mountain.

You betrayed me.

Admit it,
you betrayed me you pig!

You betrayed me!

Sit down, Stroszek.

Keep eating.

- What do you have?
- What is happening?

You betrayed me, huh?

Sit down, eat!

Don’t touch me!

We went with Nora
to see the Captain yesterday.

Get out!

Get away, get out of here!

Just a moment.

I don’t see anything. The shooting
must be coming from the houses.

Captain, Stroszek has gone mad.

Explain.

Yes, He shot at us.

Pull yourself together.
What is it?

It was just like the last time.
He had another fit.

Did you disarm him?

It was impossible, he had a gun.

It’s not partisans. One of our men
on the fortress has gone berserk.

Stand by. No, we don’t need any
road blocks.

Alright, send a platoon over here.

We may even have to move the HQ.

The entrance is exposed.
Who would ever have imagined this?

Send out some sentries,
but don’t scare him.

I think his wife can lure him out
in an hour or so.

Away, go away.

Come down from there. I promise
nothing will happen to you.

I don’t follow orders anymore.

I’ve taken up the cause of man.

One has to keep something,

plants, like these, yes!

Their names: wheat, barley, poppies.

Come down immediately, Stroszek.
That’s an official order.

Go away you swine!

I’m going to blow you all up
with the ammunition!

That was a mistake. We should have
taken stricter measures.

Now he’s worse and doesn’t expose
himself at all.

We can’t get snipers close enough

because he might see them
and blow up the ammo.

What do you think doctor? Is there
a chance he might return to normal?

It’s difficult to say.
What you want is a prognosis,

but with the information I have,
I can’t even make a diagnosis.

We don’t know the extent
of his injury.

We don’t have the hospital report.

And we know nothing about his
background and the circumstances

which led to his present state.

However, it is possible that he might
return to normal soon,

like yesterday, after what
you called the crisis.

But I wouldn’t count
on a rapid remission.

I would suggest that we listen to
what Stroszek has to say,

and watch how he behaves and acts.

Then we might be able to...

understand what is really
the matter with him.

How should we act towards him?

With extreme caution, in any case.

One must bear in mind that a person
in his state

is capable of almost anything,

even of executing...

very sophisticated plans.

If you provoke him, he might very well
blow up the depot.

And from the technical standpoint

does he have the technical capability?

Yes. I’m afraid he does.
He has the key to the depot.

If he is ready, it could go up now.

It only takes a few grenades.

What could be the force of the blast?

I’m not through with my calculations.

There are 5 or 6 tons of TNT,

if all of the
submarine mines detonate...

The other ammo is not so dangerous.

But that is enough to endanger
whole sections of the town.

The damage would be so extensive

as to endanger the
surrounding houses

from falling debris.

Then we have to evacuate
the other buildings.

It’s what I anticipated.

Mr. Vassiliou, we have summoned you
as a civilian representative.

I hope you understand this measure.

Do you understand me?

Yes, of course,
but It’s difficult to move people.

There’s no place to put them. The
German’s take up too much space.

He asks if anything
can be done to help.

There’s not much to eat,

and the boats can’t be unloaded
since they can’t leave the harbor.

The ships can’t leave
the harbor anymore?

Yes, but for now
we can not do anything about it.

At least not before dusk.

The risk is too great.

If he remains quiet, we can wait
for one more night.

He’ll return to normal soon,
maybe tomorrow.

He has to sleep or at least relax
his attention.

Mr. Vassiliou, we can discuss
the evacuation later.

The people in question will probably
have to leave their goods behind,

to make the evacuation easier.

Stroszek repeatedly threatened to
blow the ammo

as soon as anyone came close.

He said he would
blow up the whole town,

and make the earth shake.

Then people would see what was at
the bottom of everything.

He wanted to make this revelation.

After this, the evacuation measures
were accelerated.

Don’t be sad.
If you are sad, we are too.

I haven’t seen my kids for 10 years.
I live alone.

I work every day, and it is not easy.

That’s life for you.

Much happens in the course of life.

Come to us when you are down.

We can sit down and talk.

Stroszek didn’t expose himself and
held the fortress against everyone.

He was almost invulnerable.

He challenged friend and foe
to battle,

but no one accepted his challenge.

He declared war on everyone
in a furious protest.

He even rebelled against the orbit
of the sun at dawn.

He screamed that one could only
encounter light with light.

Did everything go alright?

There weren’t any incidents at all
with the townspeople.

But an action like this
is always unpopular.

What is Stroszek doing now?

Take the rest of the guns and files
along too.

He’s been restless.
Maybe he fears an attack.

He’s still threatening
to blow the place up.

He proclaimed himself Commander
of the western Mediterranean.

Look at this rag here.

Exactly like this here, a rag...

What is that?

He failed to set the sun on fire,

just as the town at which he aimed
his rockets remained unscathed.

He only managed to kill a
donkey the day before.

Now he had to be content with
a scorched chair.

Since no one accepted his challenge,
Stroszek began to insult the town.

A town of innocence and purity,

just waiting for someone to
bombard it.

It was the delight of any city.
Thus were born the cities.

It was her fault that things turned
out unsatisfactory.

We won’t shoot at him.

The danger of him setting fire to
the ammo would be too great.

The best chance to catch him is
while he’s setting off the rockets.

He said that he was going to set off
some more soon.

Yes, he still has many of the...
how do you say...?

You mean rockets? Fireworks?

Yes, rockets. He surely has a lot
left, because we made many of them.

If he does set off some more

we could certainly overpower him.

We noticed that he sets off the rockets
near the battlement.

And that’s far removed
from the ammunition depot.

He’ll be so busy with the rockets

that my men can scale the wall at
various points simultaneously,

particularly in the dark.

Take up your positions at 6 o’clock
when you are given the sign.

But wait to act until the moment

when the first rocket goes up.

I'm pretty sure there
will be a fireworks display tonight.

Men, the most important thing

is to scale the wall quickly,

and at all three points.

You will receive equipment for it,

ropes, ladders, hooks, and teargas.

Stroszek cried that they could do
nothing to him, no one could,

for he had now found his calling.

At 10 years of age, he was already
catching trout with hands

when the other boys were still
wetting their pants.

During the night when Stroszek again
started another firework display,

he was overpowered by his own men.

He didn’t make it to the depot,
for he was already surrounded.

In his rebellion he had undertaken
something titanic

for the enemy was far superior.

Thus he had failed as miserably
as all others of his kind.