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"POSTAL PACK"

What is the meaning of life, really?

Pain.

In pain we find the truth.

And in truth...

salvation.

Dear mother, if this letter reaches you, we have sold everything we own...

and bought tickets to the Galapagos Islands.

Harry! -Harry's health remains weak

but we cannot afford the sanatorium stay that has been recommended.

And Heinz is inspired by Friederich Ritter's search for a better life.

Is this Floreana?

What did you expect?

Heaven?

I left without saying goodbye. Unfortunately.

But another sermon about my marriage to

I couldn't stand a man broken by the war.

Finally!

I'm just doing what you taught me: supporting my husband.

It's true. I didn't imagine life like this.

But I also didn't expect to have to choose between rent and food.

No longer.

And remember, Harry:

Dr. Ritter has no teeth, so don't stare at him!

No.

We're changing.

According to the report, it is a 45-minute hike uphill.

You must think I'm crazy, and maybe I am.

Or the world has gone crazy and escape is the only sane thing to do.

Time will tell.

Always yours, Margret.

They're praying. We should go. - Ugh, they're atheists.

Excuse...

Smile now! Harry, you too.

Excuse me. My name is Heinz Wittmer.

This is my wife Margret and my son Harry.

You must be Dr. Ritter.

And are you his wife Dore Strauch? - No.

Aren't you Dore? - I am, but not his wife.

Marriage makes you sick.

What brought you to Floreana? - You, of course!

You inspired us to make a fresh start.

Even with these safari clothes and butterfly nets?

Sorry, but that's what it said in the newspapers.

Which newspapers? - They publish your letters.

You're a sensation in Germany. For a year now.

Did the letters say that I wanted to be alone here?

I look like a hunchback.

Are there more like that? -Oh yes, many.

Here...

Come on!

I'll show you my garden.

Tack.

As strict vegetarians, this is our only source of food.

The net keeps the pigs out.

Are there pigs here? - Wild pigs, cows, dogs.

There are many torments.

Many torments.

A child bride, right? - What did you say?

I see you, I see your son and I count.

Harry is not my son. His mother is dead. I am Heinz's second wife.

Do you want to say hello to him?

Oh my god, are they all so flat!

Sensationalistic, but they still capture your magic here.

There's nothing magical about our life here. Do you know how long this took?

To make a garden? Twelve months.

And then the water problem. - Problem?

There is nothing.

No lakes, no rivers, nothing.

Just two small springs that collect rainwater.

Don't be fooled by our success!

No one else can survive here, life here is cruel, frustrating.

Failure is inevitable.

Have you brought food?

No, don't scare it away, that's a goliath.

Its sting can kill you. Everything here can kill you.

We are not here for fun.

And what are you doing here, really?

My son had tuberculosis.

He was going to a sanatorium, but even I, as a civil servant, couldn't afford it.

Friederich hates that I care so much about him.

Why?

He says that loving an animal is just a pointless need for constant affirmation.

Butter.

How bad is Germany? - Horrible.

No, inevitable. - Well, I don't know.

Everyone is happy to fight for freedom. Then we become lazy.

Democracy leads to fascism, leads to war. Democracy... fascism... war.

Repeat.

And our chickens.

And Mrs. Strauch is cured of multiple sclerosis?

She will be.

Fantastic! May I ask how?

You and the rest of the world will know,

as soon as I finish writing my manuscript.

Look!

Lend your donkey to the Wittmers!

Then we were here.

You can sleep in the caves. They are from pirates.

You're pretty dry there. And water...

The source is there.

The donkey must return tonight or Dore will cut the process short with you.

That's our water source?

I don't like them.

An ordinary housewife, a naive bureaucrat and their son... oh my god.

They will need an enormous amount of help.

We are here for the loneliness, and now this family!

It is not fair to humanity that awaits your work.

What does Nietzsche say about it?

This is chaos in...

"Do you think I advise you to love your neighbor?"

No, really not. - No. "Flee your neighbor."

I've arranged a place in the caves for them.

Oh, my God...

Impossible to grow crops up there. - Yes. You're a genius.

They have left before the rainy season is over.

I hate this place!

Breathe!

Breathe.

Come on!

Same dream?

Heinz, I'm out of time.

Already well over three cycles.

Are you sure?

Congratulations, darling.

Get out of here! Away!

Out!

Everything will be fine.

For a long time we talked

that a better world existed just beyond our comprehension.

Christians call it heaven, Hindus call it nirvana, Muslims call it paradise.

I call that a lie.

God is dead.

Only humans exist. - Hello!

Hello, Dr. Ritter!

If we want a better world, we must...

Excuse me, but can I borrow your donkey?

We have to get the rest of our supplies, the dogs have eaten everything.

Sorry, the donkey is busy.

We must improve the world in this life, not in the next.

How's the writing going? - It just flows out of me.

Nice to hear.

They are suffering, without a doubt.

Do you want to fuck?

Your bad leg? - Yes, it's okay. - Okay, good.

Control your breathing. Focus.

No, Dore, close your eyes. - I know.

On the thinking that is silent. - On the thinking that is silent.

The entire universe... - The entire universe.

Give up! - I give myself to you.

Sorry.

Stop.

Dore. - Careful!

What is it? - My tooth is...

What? - Inflamed.

Dore. - It's calm.

Look at me! - I do.

Breathe.

Breathe.

Idiots.

Miss...

The landing craft is ready and the beach is prepared.

I'm coming.

I am the embodiment of perfection.

Gentlemen...

I present Hacienda Paradiso.

Here we will build.

It's perfect, my love.

I can't believe I made it.

We did it! We're here!

We are pirates.

We are pirates!

Come on!

Hacienda Paradiso!

We're here, we made it!

Excellent...!

Well, they are here.

What do we do now?

Baronessan Eloise Wehrborn de Wagner-Bousquet.

Dore Strauch.

Baronessan...

Thank you, my love.

And where is the infamous doctor?

I am Ritter.

The newspapers didn't do you justice.

I've waited a long time to be with the man who tamed nature...

and founded a kingdom.

A simple home. -Oh, no.

This place means so much to your loyal followers.

Wherever I go, Vienna, London, Paris...

Presidents, ministers, philosophers in salons...

Everyone is talking about the brilliant man

who pulled out their teeth to avoid inflammation.

And about the woman with the iron will.

Friedrich plus Dore.

The sun and her moon.

Together they create the future of civilization.

A testament to love, and everyone needs a great love story.

Do they discuss me in salons?

But yes!

Are they discussing how modern civilization is in its self-destruction?

Do you think so? -Of course.

From the ashes of destruction, true democracy shall rise,

which is no longer governed by money but by reason.

Out of reason.

But honey, you can't have a good dinner with just common sense.

Where are you planning to camp?

Of course, on the beach. - No, there is no drinking water there.

I'll point you to the nearest source.

Excuse!

Excuse...

Get out of here! - I live here with my family...

and you bathe in our only source of drinking water!

What the hell are you doing? - Rudy, leave it alone.

It's okay.

Thousands of excuses. I had to get the salt out of my body.

Baronessan Eloise Wehrborn de Wagner-Bousquet.

We are Wittmer. Heinz, Margret.

What for us...

this honor? - I'm your new neighbor. Thank you, honey.

Not all the way here, of course.

So far!

No, I'm building my hacienda on the beach.

But Rudy, my engineer... say hi Rudy!

Rudy says it takes some time to dig your own well.

And Robert, my bodyguard, confirms it.

So we can use your source for as long as we want, right?

I have mail with me.

Some for you, the rest for Dr. Ritter.

Can you give it to him?

Excellent.

Hello there!

Heinz... -What is this about?

They are opened. Dore, the post office is opened.

Not by me.

Did that woman give them to you? - Do you know her?

She came yesterday, right when she arrived. - Why didn't she give them to you?

To make us believe that you are the intruder.

I underestimated her. - We were all generous...!

Did you fight in the war?

Verdun.

The trenches.

The infantry.

Then you've seen a lot. - The worst sides of man.

The true essence of man.

Hey, Rudy.

If we want investors, we need 14 rooms, not twelve.

All with sea views, no compromises.

I want a private deck, hammock and icebox for champagne.

Ice requires refrigeration,

men...

But everything is possible, my love.

Baronessan?

Mr. Wittmer, how nice. -Can I speak to you?

Individually?

Of course.

Marquis, sit down!

His!

Good boy. -Is the dog dangerous?

He was, but now he's an angel.

Here, my lunch.

I have named him the Marquis de Sade. Marquis...

Heinz.

How can I help you, Mr. Wittmer?

Don't play my neighbor against me.

You're stealing Dr. Ritter's letter so he thinks it's my fault. Why?

Why do you think Dr. Ritter showed me your source instead of giving me his?

Yes, he wants to play you off against me too and get rid of us from the island.

Believe me, in a year one of us will be gone.

I hope it's not you.

Heinz.

I'm going to show you something.

My grand plans have made headlines in Ecuador.

"THE BARONESS IS BUILDING A HOTEL IN GALAPAGOS"

-Are you going to build a hotel here?

Not just any hotel. The most exclusive resort in the world!

Only for millionaires.

Here? -I'll call it Hacienda Paradiso.

We are currently in the Honeymoon suite.

Here? -Yes, here!

Why do you ask the same thing over and over again?

My patience with men who question my goals is over.

Good morning, doctor!

Pig. -What did you say?

I said, "Good morning, doctor" and "pig."

How dare you! Say it again! Say it to my face.

Tell me straight! Come on! Say it!

Here I am. Say it now! -Pig, pig, pig...

Pig. Damn it, Dore, a pig!

No! Out...! -Don't hurt him!

The vegetables.

Out...!

Margret!

Pipe aside!

The pipe!

Move!

Get out, you damn pig! Get out!

We have milk.

Fucking too.

Imagine, Dr. Ritter doesn't have a gun.

Spring!

Heinz!

What?

Look...

Our first vegetable.

Surprise!

Now we are real neighbors!

Let me take that.

Much cooler up here. - Here by the water, Rudy.

Your husband doesn't need to worry, it's only until my hacienda is finished.

My engineer Rudy is doing everything he can to find a source.

And I'm starting to lose patience. Aren't you, Rudy?

Yes.

Why did you marry him?

You are so young and...

innocent.

He is...

like a boiled turnip.

There are only two reasons to marry an older man.

He's either rich or... you know,

well-equipped.

So well equipped. Well done!

I didn't say that. -You don't have to...

That is completely inappropriate!

Between us women, do you know what Robert...?

He proposed to me!

Oh, poor you.

No sympathy, I need peace. I'm pregnant.

Are you going to have children? Here?

Yes.

That means I need to rest.

And silence.

And community.

Lucky for you, hospitality is our specialty. I promise!

We're going to have children!

Congratulations!

We're going to have kids! -I love babies!

Don't do that again! -Oh no! -Come here!

The Hacienda, the best hotel in the world! - Cheers to the Queen of Floreana!

Where have you hidden it? - She's crawling again!

Look!

The boar was here again!

When you build a society on the rubble of its downfall, there will be setbacks.

Don't give up!

Because a desperate man is a pitiful man.

A desperate man cannot draw conclusions. Cannot think.

Can't...

Fan.

Damn it, they've made it.

Good day, Wittmer.

Well done!

What a pleasant surprise!

Sorry, that must have bothered you.

Can I take the cow's head?

I'll trade you for these chickens.

Now?

The doctor?

I don't want to be a bother, but will you do me the honor of redeeming you?

I'm afraid that's not possible. -Please.

No. So what? -What if...

What is the meaning of life? -Excuse me?

You're going to have a baby. There's a reason for that.

Yes.

Because we want to. -Why?

Because family is everything to us.

Why?

Because that's how it is. -Say.

No, because the world says so. - Yes, the world.

Still one of the pack.

A sheep who doesn't understand that the world...

and its universal values ​​are a pile of shit.

I am no longer part of that world and no longer a doctor either.

Take him.

Children are born every day.

There is a three out of five chance that it will go well.

Aren't we vegetarians anymore?

A vegetarian, Dore, needs vegetables to eat, and they must be grown.

You're too artistic. - We have eggs and fruit from the trees.

And you have too much will to live. - Don't talk Schopenhauer to me.

Will to live!

Yes, I want to live! -No, it's...

I want to eat! -No, it's...

You should have seen her garden.

It's incredible what they've achieved. But it's clear...

Margaret is healthy.

I'm working hard for us.

No, for a cane. A crutch. -Yes.

You should meditate. Multiple sclerosis doesn't go away on its own.

You should focus on your manuscript. The world won't end on its own.

Or have you forgotten why we are here?

Oh Robert...

Harry, will you get us some firewood? - We already did.

Don't bother.

Do as your mother says.

Okay.

Yes!

Rudy, please heat up a can of beef for me.

Now be nice, do you hear?

Woof woof!

Nothing left.

Beef? - No cans left.

Not even any rum left.

How could you let that happen?

You know I only eat things from the mainland!

We don't have any.

We have no food, no garden, no hotel, no home.

You fucked us and then blew us!

For our brave leader!

Is everything okay?

Yes, I'm doing well here.

You are sad.

Aren't we all?

But, Baroness, I thought...

Power is nothing...

without respect.

That's why I've ended up here.

People only respect you if you respect yourself.

And do you do it?

Do you respect yourself?

I would like that.

Come with me! -Where are you going?

I can't run.

Yes, you can.

The difference between fear and courage is conviction.

Say after me: I am the embodiment of perfection.

I am the embodiment of perfection. - Say that again! And run!

Spring!

I am the embodiment of perfection.

I will get well!

You shouldn't, you're healthy! Say it!

I am healthy!

Keep it up!

You're almost there!

Keep going!

I can breathe!

I can breathe! -What did I say!

Can I work at your hotel?

Darling, you can be my butler.

No idea what that means, but I'll say yes.

I could lead a birdwatching trip.

Do you like birds?

I love them!

Do you eat birds from this island?

Oh my God, no!

We have chickens.

Of course.

And canned goods?

Where are you going?

Hunting with Dad.

Does your dad know you're coming? - I'm fine, really.

Bring your dog.

Lump!

Come on now!

A little exercise!

Come on!

Patience, little friend.

Just a few more weeks.

What is it? - Nothing.

Harry!

Heinz!

Baronessan!

Are you there?

Any?

Baronessan?

Yes, what's in there?

Any?

Manuel?

Rudy?

Calm, calm...

She's coming, she's coming! -Let me go!

Heinz?

Heinz!

Heinz, the baby is coming!

Harry!

Help me!

Heinz!

No!

Is that all?

It only takes a few weeks.

Señora Wittmer is about to have her baby.

Alone!

She needs help!

You help! Help! -Oh, Manuel!

We're leaving! -Stop!

But she could die! -Stop!

You are here for me!

Not for her!

You help me!

Understood?

Stick!

No!

Come on!

Ta den, Lump, ta den!

Stick!

Oh my God!

Margret!

Lord... -Heinz?

Come on!

Come on!

Heinz...

Wake up!

Wake up!

Forgive me.

Wake up!

Get scissors, bandages and thread!

Margret...

He will help.

Dr Ritter!

Dr Ritter!

My wife has had her baby, but she is sick.

Sorry to hear that.

But I told you, Floreana is no place for babies.

The baby is doing well, it's Margret.

Please.

Please!

Frederick.

When was the birth?

No idea, six hours ago.

Don't you have any instruments? - No, I didn't come here to be a doctor.

Margret.

It's me, Friedrich.

Painful, right?

Are you still feeling contractions?

Okay.

Okay.

The placenta is stuck in the uterus. I need hot water and a spoon.

Yes... here.

Good.

What?

Something about the mother. Dr. Ritter came.

Why didn't you stop him, assault him?

What did you say? I was going to build a hotel here.

You idiot!

Now they're friends! Because of you!

Pathetic. You are the devil!

You're fired.

Get lost!

Okay, Margret. Relax.

Exactly.

Hold her. Margret, relax.

I'm trying to get it loose. Now...

I enter... into the womb...

and pulls out the placenta. Hold her, Heinz!

Good.

Done, honey.

Now I have to... clean up.

Scrape with the spoon.

Dear Mom, I don't know when you'll get this,

because no ship has arrived for months.

But I have exciting news for you.

Harry's health is stabilizing.

The fresh air on Floreana helps, much to the relief of Heinz and me.

And I am so happy to announce the arrival of your grandson Rolf.

Apparently we are making Galapagos a success.

Please let your family share the good news.

Your loving daughter Margret.

We wanted to congratulate your son and give him a small gift.

The...

be kind.

That's what you do as neighbors.

I also apologize for the misunderstanding.

Between hotel management and local people.

It turned out that my employee is a thief.

In any case, he is banished from the island. Goodbye!

He is waiting on the shore on a fishing boat.

And who else should be exiled?

Of.

Because you are so cute.

Can I?

You are the luckiest boy in the world, do you know that?

Floreana's first natives!

Remember him!

I want to celebrate your little miracle with lunch.

Bring the family, I'll invite the Ritters too.

Are you coming?

The best.

She's our neighbor. - And if she were Emperor Wilhelm IV!

She stole our food while you were giving birth! All alone!

And as if that weren't enough, she gives us our own oatmeal?

Think about the consequences if we say no...!

They are dangerous, Heinz.

It's one lunch. Just one.

Bravo.

Welcome, friends.

Thank you for coming to this monumental celebration...

at the future Hacienda Paradiso.

We toast...

for Rolf...

for my hacienda...

and...

for a fresh start!

Cheers! -Cheers!

And tasty meal.

That's...

an enormous amount of food.

I am very proud of my storage facilities.

Oh Ritter, what beautiful teeth you have.

Are you eating anything? -No.

Margret, tell us about the birth! Was it a pleasure?

Fun? -Yes.

Not directly.

How's your book coming along, Dr. Ritter? - Are you writing a book?

I love books!

Robert, honey, get my favorite book.

I thought Lorenz was your sweetheart.

"The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde.

I take it with me everywhere. I love, love, love it.

Imagine having the ability to stay young forever.

That's hardly the message.

Your book, doctor? -It's not a book,

a whole new paradigm. -No.

It unites Eastern and Western philosophy,

it is supposed to save humanity from itself.

So it's a book. -Is the Bible a book?

Yes.

The best.

Can you hand me the stolen meat?

Why did you marry such a bore?

Yeah. He proposed to you.

I look forward to reading your book. - I look forward to finishing it.

Without these constant interruptions from tourists.

Not yet, honey, but they're coming.

And then I need workers.

Maybe I can hire you as a house philosopher.

Were you offended now?

You think you're above me.

That your intentions are nobler than mine.

But you and I, so...

We are the same.

We are whores.

When I arrived, Doctor, you gave my captain mail to take with him.

Was it for your family?

Friends? No, it went to the editors at the Times,

Herald...

oh Berliner Morgenpost.

And why do you think you do that?

He's chasing recognition, just like me.

By building the world's most exclusive hotel.

It seems to be going very well.

How are you, Dore?

Personally?

Better than ever, thank you.

How is your dear Burro?

He's like a child to you, huh?

It's understandable, you don't have any real ones.

I never wanted to have children.

No, they are dirty.

Except for our dear Harry and Rolf, of course.

Dore, do you want to have children? - No interest.

You have no interest. But Dore...

Next topic. -What is it?

Not tried?

Well, you've tried. He's sterile!

That's ridiculous.

That would explain a lot. - She's had a hysterectomy.

At a shack. -Why do you say that? -What?

It doesn't matter. -Don't say that.

It doesn't matter. -It's...

It's actually nonsense. Complete nonsense. All of it here.

This food, this hotel, everything. I'm leaving.

-Oh Dore! Sit down...! -Hypocrite.

Marquis! Barrel!

What are you doing? What are you doing?!

Stop! Be quiet! -I've trained him.

Come on!

Good.

Dogs are like men. First you have to hurt them,

then keep them healthy.

Then it's done!

They love you forever.

Leave my island!

If you don't go voluntarily,

Then I will put you in chains and send you away myself!

Shut up! -Baroness!

No matter how tempting the chains are,

I must still inform you that the island does not belong to you,

It belongs to me.

Says who? -The governor of Galapagos.

A charming man.

False. -Read it out loud!

The best.

"I hereby give Baroness Eloise Wehrborn de Wagner-Bousquet...

1000 hectares... -False.

To build Hacienda Paradiso on any land on Floreana."

Impossible.

I only got 16 hectares approved. - Because you lack vision.

Everything you see, from the beach up to your little patch, belongs to me.

We're leaving.

Do you want to say something?

Thanks for the food.

I need a rifle.

I'll give you 4.5 kilos of rice.

You don't hunt.

Nio kilo.

Is it true that you only married me for that reason?

You're letting her influence you. - Answer me.

Why are you doing this? - Because it matters.

I was 23, Heinz.

I lived at home.

With...

a younger sister who was already engaged.

A mother who constantly reminded me that I...

was too odd,

too shy, too afraid to ever become a wife.

I had never been kissed before.

So yes, I married you because you proposed.

That devil.

Frederick...

Don't use the rifle.

It is not...

Don't run away from the pain.

Hug him.

Pain gives us meaning.

Pain gives us meaning.

Pain shows us that we are alive.

Don't be tempted by the so-called pious among us.

They are false idols who want to control us with their morality.

We must not let them succeed.

Don't be seduced by the Bacchanalian hordes either.

Whose only goal in life is to distract us.

To turn us into mindless animals again.

No!

To destroy us with decay, and therefore we must destroy them first.

For our goal is nobler.

The best.

Our goal is self-overcoming. No, that's Nietzsche.

Our goal is to overthrow the system.

Suffering is our purpose.

Damn too, too banal, too petty.

Our goal is...

Our goal is...

Our goal is...

That was the only thing I found.

Sorry.

I don't want to bother you...

Can you spare a bite? I haven't eaten in days. Please!

She has taken everything from movies.

The title Baroness, the continental accent, the

mannerisms, the stories, everything is fake.

She said her mother was a whore who abandoned her when she was seven.

It was a lie.

Her parents threw her out because she's like a black hole.

She traveled through Europe, meandering with her beauty,

but left only devastation behind.

In the end, only Paris remained.

Forced to work as a cheap feather dancer on variety shows.

And then she appeared in my life.

How does Philipson fit in? - He worked in my store.

When she ran out of my money,

she read about Dr. Ritter. This was our destiny.

And you believed her? -Yes.

I know.

I know it sounds stupid.

But if...

Eloise loves you,

then it's intoxicating.

Your life suddenly gets...

a divine meaning.

Where the hell are my cigarettes? - Quitted weeks ago.

I've saved your cigarette butts. - What were you doing up there?

What did you tell me? What lies did you tell?

You say that, of course.

You begged, you got food!

They want a split between us. - I don't care, I'm hungry.

I can't control the rain, I'm not a god!

That's just it, you are nothing.

Deus ex machina.

Gentlemen,

Welcome to Eden!

Oh my God.

Clean everything up! -Yes.

This is what we've been waiting for. - Yes, of course.

Rudy!

Help us clean up!

Why? -Because we have visitors.

Maybe your only ticket out of here.

Nice to see you again, Dr. Ritter! Two years since my last expedition!

Everything recorded?

Yes, sir. -Good.

Then we take one of the mail barrels and go up to Friedo.

I heard about the severe drought and have brought water, grain, oils,

seeds and canned meat...

Allan Hancock.

Nice.

Such a short name for someone with such a big yacht.

Well, that's how we do it in America.

I see.

And what are you doing in America, Allan Hancock?

Well, I'm a jack of all trades. My real passion is exploring.

But I'm also an oilman, land developer, and film director.

Do you live in Hollywood?

I own Hollywood, ma'am.

A house in Hollywood?

I own everything from La Brea Tarpits to Laurel Canyon.

A little over 2,500 hectares, more or less.

Oh, is that Wittmers?

Wonderful. -Bravo!

Bravo! -Thank you.

Fantastic! -Ladies and gentlemen!

What an honor to share such amazing community.

With the world's leading biologists, botanists, marine scientists,

and the bravest people I know.

Dr. Ritter, you are a pioneer.

We all look forward to your work.

Mr. and Mrs. Wittmer,

You have done the unthinkable. Floreana's first child.

In you, the concept of "survival of the fittest" becomes a reality.

And finally...

Baronessan.

Dr. Ritter may be the reason people became aware of the island.

But you... you are the reason why the gazes stay here.

For everyone who dares to dream! - For everyone who dares to dream!

Bravo. -Bon appétit, everyone!

Look!

Oh my God!

She will ruin him.

We have to carry as much food as we can to Friedo. Come on!

Take all you can, I'll pick up the rest at dawn.

Friedrich, stop that!

Stop now!

What? - Stop it.

I know we're starving, but we're not like that.

Should they rather have it?

No. I prefer to live by the principles you taught me.

What happened to you?

I want food.

I've never seen you so panicked.

Allan, honey, I wanted to show you some drawings. Can't you stay longer?

Unfortunately, we have a sea expedition planned for tomorrow.

Allan!

Can I?

I must admit I was skeptical about you.

Yeah? -The nouveau riche...

are so primitive, in my experience.

But you, my dear, you are a real gentleman.

Baroness, I don't think that's a good idea.

Sorry.

Oh no.

Oh my God.

Is everything okay? - My chest.

Is that okay? -It hurts, it feels cramped.

Do you feel it?

No, I...

I'll get the doctor. -He can't help.

It's sad, my friend. Life here is so lonely.

There is only one cure.

I'm sorry...

Does this tactic work?

Tactics?

We come from completely different worlds...

No!

We are both well-educated, both absurdly rich.

Eloise...

I love the Baroness. We all do. But it's just theater.

You almost fooled me, Allan Hancock.

You disobedient husband, you!

So.

Come, kiss me!

Goodbye, Eloise. A ship is waiting for me.

You will deeply regret it!

I don't think so, I'm sure of that.

Did you ask him? Is he taking me with him?

He's investing in my hotel, he's very impressed. Now carry up the boxes!

No, I have to talk to him!

Who stole my property? -I have to leave...

Shut up now!

No one can sleep until everything is in my storage room.

Yes.

I am the embodiment of perfection.

I am the embodiment of perfection.

I am the embodiment of perfection.

I am the embodiment of perfection.

POSTAL PACK

Come... come!

Time to choose a side.

What can I do for you, Dr. Ritter?

Tell your boy to go away.

He guards his property. - MY property! -OUR property.

Heinz, did you really think he would share?

So cute! No, he wanted to steal it.

Don't listen to her nonsense. - So we're starving here.

I'm the only one who cares about our best interests.

We want what's ours, then we leave.

Put it down! -Gun down!

Don't aim at her! -I want my property back!

Dad! -Harry! -Stop it now!

What are you doing?! -Stop it, everyone!

Please!

Where have you been?

I'm not going to let you destroy us.

I go hunting.

Aren't you leaving anything for my chickens?

Give them this.

No, that's bad. -Sour.

I don't feed the chickens that stuff.

It's good for them. I don't waste meat on chickens.

Eat!

Rudy?

Rudy.

Come out, please, just for a moment.

It's abuse. -I just want to talk.

Don't be stupid.

Late.

I will never forget the feeling when we met.

You made me believe that I had...

something great to give to the world.

Take it.

What is it?

Clothes and food.

You can go if you want.

I never intended to stop you.

Do you need anything else before I go?

What is it?

Take it easy.

There's something in the garden. -A boar?

Damn, our water too.

Oh no...

Frederick!

Come and take a look!

I told you, don't feed spoiled food!

Come here now!

Butter...

Butter?

Butter?

Where is Burro?

Butter!

Margret!

Have you seen him? Have you seen Burro?

Do you have?

No... what?

Someone took him.

Whoever did it, I will kill with my own hands!

Harry, help her!

Someone killed him. He's dead. - Knight!

I know he's dead. -She fell.

Oh my God.

Look!

So.

It was me.

Idiot! -It was dark.

I didn't see... -Stop!

You were right.

It's time to decide.

Eloise.

Dore is devastated, Heinz took her home.

Ritter suspects Heinz? - They'll soon strangle each other.

You did it!

I don't know how, but you did it.

You did it!

Oh, you did it.

Please, please, don't hurt me, don't hurt me!

She made me do it.

She said I could go home.

I am so sorry.

Please, I just want to go home!

We need to reinforce the roof for the rainy season.

Go to the valley and collect grass.

Not?

Yes, both of them.

It will be Rolf's first big adventure. Come on, Lump!

Come on!

We'll talk like we said, okay? -We'll talk.

Baronessan!

One word!

Come back later!

It can't wait.

Now immediately!

Baronessan?

Oh my God!

What a liberation!

For months I've been trying to get away from him.

He was violent.

Manipulative, controlling.

He was everything I was running away from in Paris.

Gentlemen, I would like to make you an offer.

I want to offer you...

an equal share in Hacienda Paradiso.

A quarter each.

You have all proven your worth and your skill more than enough,

and also your ability to survive.

Let's make it official. I'll get a pen.

I won't say anything to Dore about this.

And not to you either, Margret.

We have to say something anyway.

They are gone!

They are gone!

They're gone. -Who's gone?

Eloise said yesterday that she and Philippson are taking a ship.

I didn't believe it, but when I woke up they were gone.

Who wrote this letter to me?

Of?

It's Robert's handwriting.

The Baroness has left the island?

Yes, by boat.

I didn't see any boat. -Neither did I.

Not me either.

Well, she's gone.

I'm selling her things.

She left without her clothes. - She took her jewelry with her.

She who valued her possessions so much, took very little with her.

I bring my food and buy the cutlery,

two rugs and the dining table.

100 sugars.

500.

125.

400.

150.

300.

200.

You want me to go. It costs money.

250, last bid. -I'll give you 225.

What are you doing? Do you think I'm stupid?

He will deceive you.

He comes?

Dr Ritter.

With what?

Murder.

We don't even know if they're dead.

Start over?

I heard a shot.

Yesterday.

Before I went to bed, I checked your rifle.

It was still loaded.

I checked the ammunition, everything was still there.

So you didn't shoot.

Who else has a rifle? Rudy Lorenz? No.

Dr Ritter?

I didn't want to confront her. It was Philippson.

Dr. Ritter... -Stop.

He's going to write to the governor. And he's coming here. What happens then?

You have to leave me.

And where then?

We have built everything here on the island.

Although they did everything they could to ruin it for us.

They didn't succeed.

And they won't.

Because we are a family.

My letter is in the box.

Soon a ship will arrive and then it will all be over.

I'm leaving you.

I'm not kidding.

I know, you have no sense of humor.

That's why it's so fun.

We came here to accomplish something big.

But you waste your days trying to outsmart the neighbors.

They ruined my life.

No, Frederick.

You ruined your own life.

You betrayed the cause.

Does it hurt?

Oh, don't touch! -Toothache, huh?

Don't touch! - We were going to face the pain here.

Now we solve the problems.

We take them on.

It's my pain! To overcome it, to endure it.

"Of all that has been written..." how does it sound...

"Love not only that which is written with someone's blood."

Who said that? -Don't quote him!

You're just embarrassing him. - Who said that?

Your traitor.

You fucking traitor!

Fuck off.

Are you going to do it?

You idiot.

Look!

There you are.

Heinz talked about sick chickens. How are they?

No. Friederich says they are edible if cooked.

Then for the eggs?

No, no.

What has Dr. Ritter told you about the Baroness?

That he killed her?

Be careful.

He is lying to you.

He is a dangerous man, Dore.

Friederich Ritter dedicated his life...

to nonviolence.

Then why did he buy a rifle from us?

Because we lived under special circumstances.

And what happened to your teeth?

They were inflamed. - I have antiseptics. Please...!

Are you going to pretend to be friends?

You are not. -But neither is your enemy.

Dr. Ritter is very smart. He probably has a plan to get us off the island.

But then what?

Then it's just you left.

And him.

And the peace of mind we had before you took him.

It is a common mistake to believe that you can cook away bad meat.

Sure, the bacteria die.

But not the toxins they left in the meat.

Hello!

Hello!

Hello!

Help!

Help!

Hello!

I'll pay you 50 sucres to take me to Isabela.

It's against the current. -No, please...

100 sugar!

There's not enough fuel. -200!

Purchased.

Yes.

I can feel it...

I've had an insane breakthrough.

Man is always placed above the animal. By Nietzsche, by the Christians...

But our animal instincts are our truth deep down!

We hunt, we fight, we fuck.

We kill. That's the meaning of life. -Yes.

For ten thousand years...

we have run away from ourselves. -Yes.

No longer.

Shall we celebrate with chicken? - Excellent idea.

I'm starving.

I feel like a huge space has opened up in my brain,

flooded with new ideas.

I feel bigger, reborn.

Don't you want to taste it? -No.

My gums are still bleeding.

All the more so for me.

All our years of hardship have led to this moment.

Dore? -It's about Friederich.

He is very sick.

You must come.

Can you come?

Harry? Get your father.

What happened?

Food poisoning.

An innocent accident.

Come on, Harry, let's go.

Look?

I think you should come.

Frederick.

Not.

Now you are immortal.

Do you see?

I...

curses you...

with my last...

Spirit.

Immortal.

Attention! Run for the Governor!

Into the house!

Alone!

Don't waste my time! Read this!

I never sign that. - Señor Wittmer, I know what you did.

The wife!

Is madam!

Your husband has killed the Baroness.

Does he have it?

And who told you that? -Dr. Ritter.

MURDER OF FLOREANA by Dr Friedrich Ritter

He wrote a letter. A fisherman brought it last week.

And you believe that nonsense? - Dore Strauch has confirmed it.

Wondering why Dr. Ritter is dead now?

Food poisoning.

A man who survived here for 4 years suddenly eats bad chicken like an amateur?

Did Dore say I gave her healthy chickens the day before?

Look at the facts: Dr. Ritter is dead.

Rudy Lorenz has sold the Baroness's things and moved away, and Dore is finished.

But we Wittmers, who get along with everyone,

has not escaped,

haven't done anything suspicious we are the main suspects?!

The gentlemen will surely apologize.

You are the last ones here.

Are you sure you don't want to leave?

This is our home.

Then we drive!