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SEVEN FRECKLES

That's no good!

Karoline! Come here!
You're supposed to be helping Mom.

Okay, I'm coming.

-Did you pack Tina's bag?
-I just need to get her wash stuff.

You've made a mess again!
Mom, he keeps spitting everything out.

This will be the end of me.
For God's sake!

Come here, little one.
Let's give you a sip of tea.

Come on, little one.
There we go.

There, you see?

Now give me the spoon.

Jeez.

Yes, that's right.

That's right.

Take her. You'll have to learn
to cope on your own.

Are we leaving soon, Mama?

-Mom, we have to go.
-Okay, okay.

-Take care, sis.
-You're lucky.

It'll just be a load of kids.
I'll write you.

-Hurry, Mom. You'll be late.
-I can't let you go on your own.

All right.
Take care. Look after Tina.

And keep out of trouble.

Bye, sweetheart.
Have fun, okay.

Okay.

We need to discuss your report card
if you want to go to university.

l heard about a boy who ran away

because his dad expected
so much of him.

We'll discuss it later then.
Write us. I'll call you.

Or your mom will ring you.

Take care, son.

l have to get going now.
Take this, you might need something.

And make sure you behave yourself.

My youth consecration was neat.
l got 400 marks.

-Did you wear a skirt?
-My dad didn't let me.

Mine was azure and real long.
l nearly tripped up.

Someone stepped on it
as we were walking in.

Someone got hiccups
during the principal's speech.

We laughed ourselves silly.
"And we pledge..."

-I was nervous though.
-It was all so formal.

And our boys were so well-behaved
and so elegant, in shirts and ties.

Bull's-eye!

So immature!

-Did you make 12th grade?
-Yes.

l didn't make it.
I want to be a baker anyway.

-And I play horn.
-That'll make the pastry sour.

Exactly.

18... 20.

Have you got the tape with you?

Hi.

Hi. Sorry.

Listen up, my lovelies.
I'm Bettine, your supervisor.

And Mr. Benedikt here
wants to be a teacher.

He'll look after the older boys.

-He's cute.
-Get a look at him.

Hello.

Enjoy your holidays.

Enjoy your stay in our camp.

Stop!

Stop! Girls in Cabin One.

Boys in Cabin Two.

Visiting each other is not permitted.

Our program starts at 6:50 a.m.
with early morning exercise.

-He's following us.
-I can't see him.

-Come on.
-I'm exhausted. Wait a minute.

-We made it.
-There's the camp.

-The view's fantastic.
-What's that?

Nice view, don't you think?

l heard you were coming.

My dad told me.

-You're different.
-Really?

Your hair's shorter.

I had it chopped off last year.

-See, my guardian angel.
-But angels are white.

Stay there and don't move.

Why didn't you write
after you moved away?

You didn't either.

-I didn't have your new address.
-I thought about you though.

Karoline.

Karoline!

I've got to go.

Wait a minute!

Don't laugh.
You're supposed to be dead.

Stop it!

Throw her in!

Put me down!

Listen to this.

"My heart's dear love is set
upon a maiden by the name of Juliet.

As sure as lightning and flames
follow rumbling thunder,

gazes and tender caresses
sparked a fiery passion within us."

That's beautiful.

But don't you think...
you're being a bit soft on them?

You have to get that lot
under control.

They're raucous together.
But get them on their own...

They have a sensitive side.

"Gazes and tender caresses
sparked a fiery passion within us."

Will you lend me your towel?
Thanks.

"Sha - kes - pe - are."

"Romeo and Juliet."

Romeo and Juliet.
It's a love story.

Do you know it?
It's about love and death.

-Thriller?
-There's plenty of blood and gore.

It's set in Italy, 400 years ago.

Listen to this.

"She doth teach the torches
to burn bright!

As yonder lady
o'er her fellows shows,

so shows a snowy dove
trooping with crows."

That's what Romeo says
the first time he meets Juliet.

Bit long-winded.

Did they always talk in riddles?

-But it's beautiful.
-It is.

We could perform it
at the end of camp.

-They're far too old.
-No. They're your age, 15 or so.

Their parents were enemies.
Their love was forbidden.

-They died because of that?
-Should have run away.

-So, who wants a part?
-I'm going swimming.

He's lost it.

-They're only interested in music.
-The girls like your idea though.

We'll start with Juliet then.

Any takers?

Copy out the scenes.

The best actress gets the part.
Auditions tomorrow.

"Wilt thou be gone?
It is not yet day."

Do you have to shout?

"Wilt thou be gone?
It is not yet near day." Shut it!

It's impossible
to get any work done in this place.

"Wilt thou be gone?
Wilt thou be gone?"

That's not it!
"It was the nightingale,

and not the lark,
that pierced the hollow of thine ear.

Nightly she sings
on yon pomegranate tree.

-On yon pomegranate tree."
-She really gets a kick out of it.

She's not bad at all.
Beautiful eyes. Everything about her.

-She's out of your league.
-Which one do you like?

The redhead, Karoline.
Did I guess right?

-But she's got freckles.
-Seven of them.

Man, you counted them already?

-She has more than seven.
-I didn't count them all.

You just go and talk to the ladies.
I don't have the guts.

Don't say a word.

So, kiddies,
I can recite it by heart.

That was some passionate love affair.
What bliss!

Hey,

have you ever been in love?

A year ago.

He sent me a note
asking to meet me.

We met for lunch every day
and ate our sandwiches together.

Then one day he started eating
his sandwiches with another girl.

What about you, Hanni?

At the beginning of eighth grade.

Someone came along
just as he was about to kiss me.

His glasses fell off
and smashed on the floor.

-And then what?
-Nothing.

-I lent him my glasses.
-You're all so innocent.

l got my first love letter at ten.
Had my first kiss when I was twelve.

I've got about 50 letters in all now.

l hid them near our dacha.

And what about you?

Well, there was this one guy.

I was about twelve years old.

Then he moved away.

One, two! One, two! Stop!

That's the second time now.

I was just too tired.

Why don't you join in?
You can't go swimming in this weather.

-So, shall we?
-That girl has some crazy ideas.

"Wilt thou be gone?
It is not yet near day.

It was the nightingale, not the lark,
that pierced the hollow of thine ear.

Nightly she sings
on yon pomegranate tree."

-Okay.
-Bravo!

Not bad at all.

Go on, give it a try.
Nothing to be afraid of.

"Wilt thou be gone?
It is not yet day. It was the lark...

It was the nightingale, not the lark,
that pierced the hollow of thine ear.

Nightly she sits... stands... sits
on yon pomegranate tree."

"Wilt thou be gone?
It is not yet near day.

It was the nightingale, not the lark,
that pierced the hollow of thine ear.

Nightly she sings
on yon pomegranate tree."

-Who was the best?
-Marlene.

-Marlene.
-You think so?

-Yes.
-Karoline!

-Bull.
-You can play Juliet's nurse.

-You're Juliet's mother.
-Fits.

And who wants to play Romeo?

No one? Paul?
You don't really have his build.

You could take
the role of his companion.

-What about you, Micha?
-No way. I can't do that.

Robbi? What about you?
Your name starts with "r".

Don't be such a chicken.

Oh, all right.

So, Micha will play Lord Capulet.

Sven, Romeo's second companion.

The rest can play the people.

And shout: "Death to the Capulets,
death to the Montagues!"

Romeo and Juliet's families
who are at war with one another.

I'll make the costumes.

I'll play Friar Laurence.
He secretly marries the lovers.

Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!

Stroke! Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!

Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!

Boat three,
pull through stronger on the right!

Right, left, right, left!
Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!

So, Romeo and his companion Benvolio

foolhardily sneak
into the Capulet's house

during a masked ball.

Romeo sets his eyes on Juliet
for the first time.

-Will you stop playing cards?
-Okay, okay.

As if struck by Cupid's arrow,
Romeo falls madly in love

and asks his companion Benvolio
what her name is.

"Who is that fair maiden?"

-I dunno.
-"I know not, sir."

"I know not, sir."

"She doth teach the torches
to burn bright.

As yonder lady o'er her fellows shows,

so shows a snowy dove
trooping with crows.

The measure done,
I'll watch her place of stand.

If I profane this holy shrine,
the gentle fine is this,

my lips ready stand to smooth
that rough touch with a tender kiss."

Now kiss her hand.

Not like that, Robbi.
It's not a piece of wood.

-Go on, kiss her hand.
-No, I can't.

"Saints do not move,
though grant for prayers' sake."

"Then move not
while my prayer's effect I take.

Thus from my lips,
by thine my sin is purg'd."

Julia's over there.
You have to kiss her.

I can't.

"You kiss by the book."

"You kiss by the book!"

Come on, Robbi,

It's only a play.

-We have a surprise planned.
-Yes, I've heard.

We're rehearsing a play.

To perform at the end of camp.

An abridged version
of Romeo and Juliet.

Aren't you going a little too far?

It's a love story.
Hardly suitable for children.

They identify with it.
It deals with their problems.

Are you serious?

Children don't have romantic problems.

-They're not all children.
-Exactly.

That's no reason to unnecessarily
fuel their imagination.

Why don't you put on a play
about the Free German Youth?

That's not a bad idea.
But we've started rehearsing.

Even the boys are enjoying it.

We already have
plenty of events planned.

The sports day,

bringing in the harvest,
a visit to the tire factory.

-Isn't this vacation?
-That doesn't mean lazing around.

Or getting up too late
because you chattered all night.

Well, it's true.

When will they learn their parts
if they're busy all day?

All right.

I'll come and watch.

Hey, Karoline.

Ms. Kräkel is real mad with you.

-Why are you always so serious?
-I'm not.

Are you upset
you didn't get to play Juliet?

I want to become an actress.

Have you really never been in love?

That crush on the guy
who moved away doesn't count.

Robbi is so cute.

He was just too shy to kiss me.
That was obvious.

Hey.

The Pill.

My mom's.
Supposed to make you prettier.

Curvier.
Let's take one. See if it's true.

-No, I'd rather not.
-Oh, go on. The boys smoke.

In the old days
they had love potions.

You could make someone
fall in love with you.

Go on, take it.

Is it good for sore throats too?

Tastes sweet.

Did you swallow it?

Now I can taste cardboard.

Be quiet.

I want to sleep.

Marlene, can I tell you a secret?

The boy I mentioned,
the one who moved away.

It was Robert.

Robert?

Oh, right.

I'm going to bed.

-Streich snuck it in all right.
-You can say that again.

An "M" then.

-"M" as in mom?
-No.

-"M" as in Marlene.
-Bull. It's a secret signal.

-What's that? A fire alarm?
-What'll we do now?

-We should probably go outside.
-Let's go.

It's probably just another drill.

That was just a drill.

A fire drill.

You all did that very well.

And now I have a surprise for you.

-We're going on a nighttime hike.
-Yeah!

So, put on warm clothes.
We'll split into two groups.

Don't run, children.

Be careful.

Move back a little.
Move back a little.

-What did this use to be?
-A witch's cottage.

-No.
-A farmer's house?

-A mill?
-Exactly. And what kind?

Exactly right. A water mill.

-I think I've found the millstone.
-Oh, it's beautiful.

I want to take it home with me.

Pick it up and put it in your pocket.

Hey, look! Vipers!

l meant to get in touch
after we moved.

Remember eating the nettles
to prove you loved me?

You wrote me a poem.
Said I was like that guy, Hercules.

Go to Marlene.
She wants to be with you.

She thinks you're hot.

Karoline!

Yes.

Can't I ever have a moment
alone with you?

Help!

Robbi! Robbi!

Robbi.

It's only the kids,
you scaredy-cat.

I'm a ghost!

I'm a ghost!

I'm a ghost!

Are you two smooching again?

Listen up, super ghost.

Scoot or I'll die of fright.

You little cow!
Can't you ever leave me in peace?

Get up!

-She wasn't up for it then?
-Shut it.

-Have you got a broken heart?
-No, I've got a sore throat.

-Here you are.
-Thanks.

I'll see the doctor tomorrow.
You'll go to the sickroom.

-What about my part?
-You'll recover by then.

There you go.

Karoline!

Open up.

Hi, Robbi.

Thanks.

What's going on?

I wanted to tell her how interesting
our visit to the plant was.

-Is visiting sick people forbidden?
-He brought me the radio.

Next time, there'll be trouble.

You know
boys aren't allowed in girls' rooms.

It could be contagious.
And you, shove off!

"How camest thou hither?
Tell me, and wherefore?

The orchard walls are high
and hard to climb.

And the place death,
considering who thou art.

If any of my kinsmen find thee here."

"With love's wings did I o'er-perch
for stony limits cannot hold love out.

And what love can do...
That dares love attempt.

Thy kinsmen are no let to me."

"If they see thee,
they will murder thee."

"There lies more peril
in thine eyes..."

"Than twenty of their swords."

"More peril in thine eye
than twenty of their swords."

"Three words, Romeo,
and good night indeed.

If that thy bent of love
be honorable,

thy purpose marriage
send me word

where thou wilt perform the rite."

"Friar Laurence besteads all
whose hearts wish to be united.

His virtuous hand doth allay all fear.
Ne'er again shall we shed a tear."

"Amen, amen.
l follow thee gladly.

To the ends of the earth,
my companion and master."

"Madam, your mother is calling."

"By and by, I come.

Until tomorrow."

"A thousand times good night!"

Very good.

Rather good, I thought.

"Farewell! Farewell!
Dry sorrow drinks our blood."

It's not my cup of tea.
But if you want to, it's fine by me.

But only in their free time.
And the sports day takes priority.

Dear mom,

you can't imagine
how wonderful it is here.

How wonderful it is?

Will you lend me
your wheels some time?

-Know how to drive?
-Sure.

Dorfstrasse 12, next to the bar.

-"With love's wings did I o'er-perch."
-What?

Paul's rehearsing for our play.

It's all about love.
Come and watch.

-Are girls in it?
-Yes.

l might come then.

Look, they're in love.

The girls are in their nighties!

Those girls have some weird ideas.

Come on, let's go to bed.

-Will you do me a favor?
-Sure.

-For Karoline.
-A pleasure, my friend.

I'll deliver it to your beloved.
Hold my horn.

Karoline.

-Could you get Karoline?
-She's in bed already.

I've got something for her.

-I'll give it to her.
-Make sure you do. It's important.

l bet it is.

The speedometer's broken.
Don't drive too fast.

-Thanks.
-There should be enough gas.

-What are you doing here?
-You wanted to meet me.

Are you nuts?

-Paul gave me... Well...
-Did you go and read the letter?

-I... I thought..
-Pass on the message to Karoline or...

-Or what?
-Just beat it, will you.

-Do you think I should?
-Sure.

Hello.

-Who's that then?
-I'm not really sure.

They say the SS shot her boyfriend.

He deserted the army.

She hid him in her house.

They found him
just before the end of the war

and shot him in front of her.

Going for a walk?
Don't stay out too late, okay?

But I love him.
What am I supposed to do?

-Love is like an illness.
-How does it feel?

It's... I can't describe it.
l look at him and I go hot all over.

l go weak at the knees
and all of a sudden I feel faint.

-What's happened these last two years?
-My parents split up.

-Divorced?
-Yes.

Mom's so unfair sometimes.
She screams at us.

Then she cries
and I feel sorry for her.

-No boyfriend?
-Who wants someone with four kids?

-What do you mean by four?
-My big sister has a baby.

-No way! And the father?
-Forget it. He's in the navy.

Worst of all it's so cramped.
Sometimes I just want to leave home.

You have beautiful hair.

-What's with the pigtails?
-I don't want to grow up.

You're weird.

You want to leave home
but you don't want to grow up.

Mom needs me.

-Your eyes have yellow spots.
-They're freckles.

-You're nuts.
-My nose, my ears, my tongue.

-Everything's colorful.
-Show me.

-Do you still have teeth?
-Yes, 100.

Open up and I'll check that for you.

Oh, it's boss to play the fool.

-Adults and their problems.
-Your father's great.

Such an important figure.
Manager!

In a liquor factory.
Never has any time though.

Neither does my mom.

l sometimes wonder
if they set aside any time for love.

Not for me.

They buy me clothes instead.

-They don't do it for their own good.
-I know that.

But what good is it
if they're always so exhausted?

Renovating our stupid old dacha
every weekend.

-I want to live differently.
-How?

With you.
We could move in together.

We have to finish school first.

We can still finish school
if we live together.

-You want to leave home.
-Where would we go?

-We could get married.
-You and your crazy ideas.

Children can't get married.

But that's not fair.
Why can't we get married if we want?

-Children got married in the past.
-But they were princes and princesses.

When I'm 16,
I'll get us a marriage license.

We'll invite the whole school.
A white wedding.

And our parents all in black,
looking fraught with worry.

I don't want to marry so young.

We won't get an apartment otherwise.
I'll ask my dad first though.

-You do need your daddy after all.
-A load of crap! All of it!

Robbi, what's wrong?

"Wilt thou be gone?
It is not yet near day.

It was the nightingale, not the lark,
that pierced the hollow of thine ear."

"It was the lark,
the herald of the morn.

Night's candles are burnt out.

The jocund day
stands tiptoe on mountain tops.

l must be gone and live,
or stay and die."

"It is day! Be gone, away!
They will murder thee."

"There lies more peril in thine eye
than twenty of their swords."

-Oh, Karoline, please.
-Robbi.

Robbi, don't.

Everything in order.

Did they tell you the facts of life?

My dad did.
He really made an effort.

He started with plants and fish
and eventually he got to humans.

It's good we learn about it at school.

At least you know
what to expect... later.

-Like learning to swim on dry ground.
-Maybe...

There are books too.

Don't talk to me about them!
I had a look in one once.

You'd need to be an acrobat
for those positions.

Kissing's nice too.

My granny was 20
when she had her first kiss.

And her first kid at 50.
That's what they all say.

What a big nose you have.

All the better to smell you with.

-What a nasty big mouth you have.
-All the better to eat you with.

Oh, Karoline.

Robbi! Robbi, please don't.

You have to start some time.

l know.
But it's not good to start too early.

My mom says it only makes you unhappy.

My sister was 1 7 when she had...

-Look, Robbi!
-Shoot! The moped!

They've run off with our things.

Come here, you rascals.

-He's coming.
-Quick!

Drop the clothes.

Stop!

-Come here, you.
-Let me go!

Bring us some clothes
or I'll beat you black and blue.

I'll catch you! You're in for it
if you don't come back!

Christian!

What a damn mess!

He's not coming back.

Marek, what are you doing?

-He's not coming back.
-Is that all you can say?

"Beloved creatures
are at the centre of paradise."

-So Mr. Benedikt says.
-Nice paradise!

l promised not to get into trouble.

I'm freezing.

Were they really in love?
Juliet and Romeo?

-True love, I mean?
-Sure.

The priest married them
and they spent the night together.

-It's not completely clear though.
-There!

What's wrong now?

-It's run out of juice.
-Kräkel will send us home.

No, she won't.

Just say what she wants to hear.
We'll be fine.

When do you stop being a child?

Are we adults yet?

We're stuck in the middle somewhere.

No longer children.
But we're not adults yet either.

-Where are they?
-I'm going to the police station.

-Don't blow it out of proportion.
-Leave this to me. I'm responsible.

You take it all far too lightly.
You're too soft on them.

And I'm left to pick up the pieces.

Sometimes everything makes me so mad
and I don't even know why.

I just want to smash everything.
How about you?

Yes, but I just want to cry.
I don't know why either.

My mom says it's normal at my age.

But when I'm with you
everything seems just fine.

With you...

even dumb things seem okay.

I can't walk any more.

Get on the bike.

What's the difference
between reason and emotion?

Everyone says
you have to separate them.

Well, reason is...
what your head tells you to do.

An objective voice.
And emotion...

And emotion... is what you feel.

-You don't know either?
-I do.

Take a revolutionary.
Reason tells him to fight.

He falls in love,
distracting him from his cause.

He has to abandon his love.

So fighting takes priority over love?

-No, I meant if there was a war.
-But there isn't any war.

-So we don't need to separate them.
-I didn't mean that.

Reason shows you what's necessary.

Emotions add
a bit of spice to life, okay?

Right.

I can't separate them.
They're all mixed up in my head.

Your voice of reason
was loud and clear just now.

Seven kilometers to go.
Man-o-man.

A happy family.

Bettine. Come, quick.

When did you see Karoline leave?

About four o'clock.

-And was she on her own?
-Yes.

-But...
-She was. I saw her.

-But?
-He was waiting for her.

-On the edge of the village.
-How do you know?

I just know.

-How long has it been going on?
-They met two years ago.

So long ago?

And... she takes the Pill too.

-Don't talk such nonsense.
-Well, it wouldn't surprise me.

There we are.

There's our proof.

-But the packet's empty.
-That makes it even worse.

-I'm scared.
-There's no need.

-She'll send me home.
-Don't be silly.

Come on.

-Let's say we were attacked.
-We'll just tell the truth.

-And our things?
-Everyone's asleep.

We'll just sneak in real quiet and...

To bed with you both, at once!

And then...

they stole our clothes,
little squirts.

Karoline,

you can trust me.

Do you recognize this?

Yes.

-Do you take these tablets every day?
-No.

No, I don't.
Honestly!

Does the packet belong to you?

Whose is it?

And you've never taken
one of these pills?

Tell me the truth.

l did take one. Once.

It was only for fun though.

-We thought... I thought...
-That's enough, Karoline.

I'm afraid we're going to have
to send you home.

It's best for everyone.
Your mother will come and pick you up.

The bread's taken care of then?
Great, thanks.

The girl is precocious.

Her home life
is also a contributing factor.

l believe that she was the instigator
of this serious incident.

"Instigator"?

Both ran away from camp.
Both should get sent home.

Shall we send them together?
Hardly a punishment.

It's not very pleasant to ring
the manager about his son, is it?

How dare you.

Let's stick to the facts
and get to the root of the problem.

Romeo and Juliet
is partly to blame for all of this.

It has had
a negative influence on them.

You may think
sport is all that matters to me.

But believe you me,
it's a difficult age.

Discipline and self-control
are of utmost importance.

What about things they enjoy?

I agree. They need a mixture.

We've weighed up the pros and cons.

Ultimately it's up to me to decide.

-Karoline goes home.
-That's unfair.

-If she goes, I go too.
-Don't be a fool!

And the play is cancelled.

Storming off won't help.
She can't do much to me.

But think of your studies.
She'll write you a terrible report.

I don't care.

We'll carry on rehearsals in secret.

I'm also extremely pleased
to see so many

signed up for the sports day.

l also have
a less pleasant piece of news.

Karoline Hinze is to be sent home
for violating camp regulations.

Shit!

If she goes, I go too.

Roll call is over.

You told her about the Pill.
You're so mean.

You and Robbi
were making fun of me.

l saw you put the Pill packet
under Karoline's pillow.

-Why did you do it?
-Go on, tell her.

l didn't mean to do it.

But when they went off together,
I was so unhappy.

It brought out
the spiteful side in me.

Go to Ms. Kräkel
and tell her the truth, or we will.

Don't say a word
or the surprise is ruined.

You repair the terrace.
The rest is your business.

Willi, the lupine has to go at four.

-Just four or five rehearsals.
-It's all yours.

"Death to the Montagues!

Death to the Capulets!"

Go get them.

Thank you.
You do that very well.

Now let's do the scene

where Romeo asks Friar Laurence
to marry him and Juliet.

Go on.

"Good morrow, father."

"It argues a distemper'd head

so soon to bid good morrow
to thy bed."

"Then know my heart's dear love is set
on the fair daughter of rich Capulet."

"As mine on hers,
so hers is set on mine.

And all combined, save what thou
must combine by holy marriage."

-This is bullshit! I'm going home.
-Wait!

You can't just give up.

Think of the others
and all the hard work.

Ms. Kräkel had it in for Karoline
right from the start.

-If she goes, I go too.
-We can sort this out.

Wait!
You can't just throw in the towel.

Shut it!
Why did you give Marlene the letter?

Right in the nettles!
You swine! I'll get you!

She fooled me.
Girls know every trick in the book.

How could I know
she'd get revenge on Karoline?

Get revenge?

She put contraceptive pills
under Karoline's pillow.

That's why Ms. Kräkel thinks...
That really hurts.

-Come with me.
-Why?

Come!

-Why did you do it?
-What?

-The packet?
-What packet?

Come on, Marlene.
If Karoline gets sent home...

Her mother...
You can't let that happen.

Please, tell Ms. Kräkel the truth.

-The water was freezing.
-Poor girl comes from a bad home.

Not surprising
with a mother like that.

-New man every week.
-She's got yet another man on the go.

-Her sister had a baby at 1 7.
-And then she ran off.

-She's leaving tomorrow.
-Best for everyone.

Karoline, what's wrong?

Karoline!

Robbi. Robbi!

Ka - ro - li - ne!

Karoline's run away.

-Into the forest.
-Towards the lake.

Karoline!

Stop fooling around!
l know you're here.

Karoline! Karoline!

Karoline.

Karoline, what's wrong?
Wake up!

Karoline.

Wake up.

Help! Over here!

Robbi.

Robbi!

Wake up, Robbi!

-Ka - ro - li - ne!
-Karoline, where are you?

-Ka - ro - li - ne!
-Ka - ro - li - ne!

Karoline!

Her things are over here.

Karoline!

Dearest lovers,

you gave us quite a fright.

Romeo and Juliet
made quite an impression on you.

If you ask me though,

love is more pleasurable
in life than in death.

Does Karoline have to go home now?

Ms. Kräkel,
there's something I have to tell you.

The packet of pills was mine.

-Where's Paul?
-Maybe he couldn't get away.

There must be
a wasp's nest around here.

How cameth we to this path

where the hated name Capulet
doth whistle past our ears.

Would you explain
where you got that horse?

The chairman sends his regards.

He's kindly donated this noble beast.

-A historical play without a horse?
-Can he speak?

-How can I work that into the play?
-He looks pretty old.

Let's start.

Robbi. Marlene.
Without your scripts, if you can.

What on earth
will I do with the horse?

"How camest thou hither, tell me,
and wherefore?

The orchard walls are high
and hard to climb.

And the place death, if any of..."
A wasp!

-What's wrong?
-Damn!

Let me see.
There you go.

A wasp sting in the nose is nasty.
We should take her to see the doctor.

Lucky it didn't sting her tongue.

It's over.

Juliet with a swollen nose.
It's original.

-Maybe Karoline can play her.
-No, I don't want to.

-She knows it by heart.
-In four days?

Roll forward, swing your body,

press downwards and jump off.

Hope she had to lug that here alone.

"O Romeo, Romeo!

Wherefore art thou Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name.

Or if thou wilt not,
be but sworn my love.

And I'll no longer be a Capulet."

"Shall I hear more, or speak at this?"

"'Tis but thy name that is my enemy.

Thou art thyself.

What's Montague?

What's in a name?

What we call a rose by any other name
would smell as sweet.

Romeo, doff thy name,
and for that name take all myself."

"I take thee at thy word.

Henceforth I never will be Romeo."

"How camest thou hither and wherefore?
The orchard walls are high.

And the place death,
if any of my kinsmen find thee here."

"With love's wings did I o'er-perch.
Stony limits cannot hold love out.

And what love can do
that dares love attempt.

Therefore thy kinsmen
are no let to me."

"If they see thee,
they will murder thee."

"There lies more peril in thine eye
than twenty of their swords."

"By whose direction
found'st thou this place?"

"By love."

"O gentle Romeo,

If thou dost love,
pronounce it faithfully.

If thou think'st I am too quickly won,

I'll frown and be perverse

and say thee nay,
so thou wilt woo.

But else, not for the world."

"Lady, by yonder blessed moon I swear

that tips with silver
all these treetops."

"Swear not by the moon
that changes in her circled orb.

-Lest that thy love prove variable."
-"What shall I swear by?"

"Do not swear at all.

Although I joy in thee, I have no joy
of this contract tonight.

It is too rash,
too unadvised, too sudden.

-Sweet, good night."
-"Wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?"

"What satisfaction
canst thou have tonight?

-I hear some noise within. Adieu!"
-"Juliet!"

"I come, anon.

Sweet Montague, be true.
Stay but a little, I will come again."

We'll pin it into place.
Then you can sew it.

Okay.

-Here.
-Thanks.

Where's Marlene?

She's not coming.
The boys keep making fun of her nose.

Listen up,
I want "House of Capulet" on one,

"House of Montague" on the other.
No mistakes!

"It is, it is.
Hie hence, be gone, away!

O, now be gone,
more light and light it grows."

Move towards the window.

-Robbi, where are you?
-"More light and light.

More dark and dark our woes!"

-"Madam!"
-"Nurse?"

"Your mother comes to your chamber.
Be wary, look about."

"Window, let day in,
and let life out."

"Farewell!
One kiss, and I'll descend."

"Art thou gone so?
Love, lord, ay, husband, friend!

l must hear from thee
every day in the hour,

for in a minute there are many days.

By this count I shall be much in years
ere I again behold my Romeo!"

"Farewell! I will omit no opportunity
that may convey my greetings to thee."

-"Think'st thou we shall meet again?"
-"I doubt it not."

"I have an ill-divining soul!

Methinks I see thee,

as one dead in the bottom of a tomb.

My eyesight fails,
O thou look'st pale."

"Trust me, love, in my eye so do you.
Dry sorrow drinks our blood.

Adieu!"

-Can we make use of this?
-There's loads up here.

Yes, bring it all down here.

Make that entrance again.

"Why, how now, Juliet!"

"Madam, I am not well.

Thou hast a careful father.

To put thee from thy heaviness,
he hath sorted out a day of joy.

That thou expect'st not."

"Madam, what day is that?"

"Marry, my child,
early next Thursday morn.

The County Paris,
shall make thee a joyful bride."

"No!

l pray you, madam.

Tell my lord and father,
I will not marry yet."

"Here comes your father.
Tell him so yourself.

And see how he will take it
at your hands."

"How now, wife!
Have you deliver'd to her our decree?"

"Ay; but she will none,
she gives you thanks.

I would the fool
were married to her grave!"

"How! will she none?

Doth she not count her blest

so worthy a gentleman
to be her bridegroom?

Listen, mistress minion.

Fettle your joints to go with Paris
to St. Peter's Church.

Or I will drag thee thither,
you tallow-face!"

"Fie, fie! what, are you mad?"

"Good father,
l beseech you on my knees...

"Get thee to church o' Thursday
or never after look me in the face.

Speak not, reply not,
do not answer me.

My fingers itch."

-"You are to blame, to rate her so."
-"Hold your tongue!

Day, night, hour, tide, work, play,
my care hath been to have her match'd.

Having now provided
a gentleman of noble parentage,

l have a whining mammet answer:

'I'll not wed; I cannot love, I am
too young; I pray you, pardon me.'

As you will not wed I'll pardon you:
hang, beg, starve, die in the streets!

What is mine shall never do thee good.
Trust to't; I'll not be forsworn."

"Is there no pity in the clouds,
that sees into the bottom of my grief?

Sweet my mother, cast me not away!

Delay this marriage
for a month, a week.

Or if you do not, make the bridal bed

in that dim monument
where Tybalt lies."

Well, that wasn't bad at all.
Really, it was good.

Does anyone know
where the horse got to?

The noble beast comes nevermore
for it has heaves.

Excellent.

Micha, we'll have to think
of something for your belly.

Unbelievable! Behind my back.
In spite of everything I said.

Stop.

This one won't give you any trouble.
He's meek as a lamb.

-And you support all of this?
-Why not?

-Bit of culture can't hurt.
-Do you know which play it is?

Romeo and Juliet.

Contrary to the instructions
of camp management.

-Did you want a different play?
-You can still ban it if you want.

I just rode this nag 35 kilometers.

The whole parish is coming.

Congratulations. You win.

"Here lies Juliet.

Her beauty
makes this vault a feast of light.

l shall never
from this palace of dim night depart."

It'd be much more dramatic
with spotlights.

O my love! My wife!

Death that suck'd the honey
of thy breath,

hath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

Thou art not conquer'd.

Beauty's ensign yet

is crimson

in thy lips

and in thy cheeks.

And death's pale flag

is not advanced there.

Ah, dear Juliet.

Why art thou yet so fair?

I will never from this palace
of dim night depart again.

Here will I remain.

And shake the yoke
of inauspicious stars

from this world-wearied flesh.

Eyes, look your last!

Arms, take your last embrace!

And, lips, O you,

the doors of breath,
seal with a righteous kiss.

A dateless bargain
to engrossing death!

Here's to my love!

Thus with a kiss I die.

Romeo!

Romeo, what an unkind hour
is guilty of this lamentable chance!

The lady stirs.

O, my Romeo.

Lady, come from that nest of death,
contagion, and unnatural sleep.

I'll dispose of thee
among a sisterhood of nuns.

A greater power than we can contradict
hath thwarted our intents.

Come, come away.

Come away!

All hope is not yet lost.
l shall close the vault and save us.

Go, get thee hence.

Come, Lady.
Stay not to question.

What's here?
A cup, closed in my true love's hand?

Poison?

This hath been his timeless end?

O churl! Drunk all.

And left no friendly drop
to help me after?

I will kiss thy lips.

Haply some poison
yet doth hang on them.

Thy lips are warm.

I will not tarry.

O happy dagger!
There rust, and let me die.

She too has perished.

The hatred of their fathers
hath pierced their youthful hearts.

Joyous is he
who doth true love consume

for love and hatred
sire but death and gloom.